flu medicine


NEXUS (New story title? *wink*)

rewatching the super best friends playing omikron bc i’m sick and i need the catharsis of seeing someone else suffering

and i think my favorite thing is how ‘koopy’ becomes a replacement word for any of the made up names in the game

‘open your koopy,’ ‘call a koopy,’ ‘go talk to koopy’ ‘get that koopy’

like no wonder they have no idea what the fuck is goin on in this game, everything is koopies

Sick Day

Characters: Dean, Reader, Sam

Summary:  Dean has the flu

Word Count:  2311

Warnings:  None. I think I fluffed.

Tags are at the bottom.  As always, feedback is welcomed and appreciated.

Sick Day

Kicking the covers off, you give up. Dean has been tossing and turning all night, and you can’t take it anymore.

Crossing to the other bed, you shake Sam gently. “Mmm…” he answers.

“Sam,” you say, shaking harder, “Sam, scoot over.”


“Scoot over.”

He rolls over onto his side and you climb into his bed. When the three of you had to share a room, you always opted to sleep with Dean. Sam tends to take up the entire bed with his massive frame. Dean isn’t much better, but you still end up with a little more room in his bed.  

Sam rolls back over onto his other side, snoring softly. Dean moans incoherently in his sleep from the other side of the room. You’re not sure if bunking with Sam is an improvement in your sleeping conditions, but eventually, you drift off to sleep.


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Studio Deprived - S.M

Requested- Can you do an imagine where Shawn is sick and the reader makes him stay at home and takes care of him although he wants to go to the studio?

“no” my voice was think with authority. I only used this voice when I knew he had to listen to me.

“yes. I’m going” his voice was rough, his throat stripped from the vomiting he did the night prior.

“you are staying home” I said standing in front of the door. He had his bag in his hand, ready to go to the studio. He eyes were droopy with tiredness, his skin pale as paper.

“I am going in” he tried grumpy and it didn’t work.

“if you can get past me then sure.” I crossed my arms and stared at him defiantly. He went to take a step to my right and I stepped in front of him, he did it to me left and I did the same.

“Ellie” he said softly.  

“Shawn, you are sick for god sake. Just stay home and sleep. Let me take care of you” I said standing there getting a little mad. He placed both hands on either side of my face and kissed my forehead. He pulled me into a warm hug, his body temperature definitely high from his cold. He begun moving then and it occurred to me what he was doing. He was stronger than me that was no surprise and as soon as he had gotten my guard down he had used it as leverage to get around me. when he let, me go he was outside the front door.

“got past you” he smiled. “I’ll be home soon” he said nazzily through his blocked nose.

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Just a little fic I had pop into my head about something that happened to me a few years ago.

For: @outside-the-government and her 29th birthday celebration!  Happy Happy Birthday, Jules!! I hope you are having a fantastically wonderous day! Love you boo!<33

Prompt: How did I know I’d find you here?

3,710 words

Leonard x Reader

No warnings

“Y/NNNNN!” Jim whined from the couch. “I need youuuu!”

“Oh, Jim. You have the flu, you’re not dying. Quit being a baby.” You replied, rolling your eyes at him from the kitchen.

You grabbed Jim’s soup from the replicator as you made your way to take it to him. You sat the soup down in front of him and ruffled his hair gently.

“Eat, mister.” You ordered, placing your hands on your hips.

Jim pouted in return, but picked up the soup and began to sip small mouthfuls. You turned to make your way back to the kitchen when you’re stopped in your tracks by an arm snaking around your leg, pulling you in close.

“Leonard, what are you.. let go. I can’t get you any soup if you’re clinging to my leg.” You said exasperated, as a small smile played on you lips despite yourself.

“No.” Leonard said simply as he groaned and buried his sweaty face in your pant leg, refusing to let go as he squeezed your leg tighter. You chuckled lightly to yourself.

“Come on Leonard, I’ll be right back.” You replied gently as you carded your hand through his sweaty hair. Leonard huffed quietly and let go of your leg reluctantly, and plopped his head back on his pillow.

“You two are worse than children when you’re sick, I swear.” You mumbled to yourself as you head back to the replicator and made Leonard a bowl of soup as well. You headed back to the couch and sat the bowl down in front of Leonard.

“Your turn.” You said as you turned around to look at Leonard. He just grunted in response and closed his eyes. “Leonard…” You trailed off as you cross your arms over your chest. Leonard peeked a half lidded eye at you and patted the couch between him and Jim while giving a small pouty face.

“Juvenile.” You replied playfully as you plopped down on the couch anyway. Leonard smirked at his victory, propping himself up slightly on his pillow. He grabbed your hand and nuzzled it against his cheek, refusing to let go while he began to sip on his soup. Jim scooted closer to you and laid his head on your shoulder, shivering slightly from the fever.

“Jim, where’s your blanket?” You asked, searching around him. Jim pointed to the floor on the other side of the couch.

“You two really are helpless aren’t you?” You chuckled, straining to reach the blanket since Leonard still wouldn’t let go of your hand. You finally managed to grab the blanket with the tips of your fingers and wrapped it tightly around Jim.

“Maybe if you weren’t so good at taking care of us, Y/N” Jim replied with a yawn, as he scooted in as close as he could for warmth.

“Well nobody else is going to take care of you two idiots, so I might as well volunteer.” You said jokingly, beginning to laugh.

“What would we do without you?” Leonard asked in between mouthfuls of soup, having scooted as close to you as he possibly could.

“Well by the way you two are acting, probably just keel over on the spot.” You sassed as you laid your head on the back of the couch.

Leonard finished up his soup and put his head in your lap, scooting even closer, if that were possible. He wrapped his arms around your waist, squeezing tight and leaving them there.

“Thanks darlin.” Leonard mumbled into your stomach, already beginning to fall asleep. Jim had laid his head on your shoulder with his legs propped up on the coffee table, already fast asleep.

“Don’t mention it, now get some sleep.” You said as you began to run your hands through their hair, trying to soothe them.

“Ohh, my poor boys.” You barely said above a whisper as all three of you began to snore softly on the couch.

You woke up in your quarters a couple days later with a loud groan. You were cold, you were sweaty, your stomach in knots, and you ached all over. You silently cursed Bones and Jim and then quickly sighed, this wasn’t their fault.

You threw your sheets off and sat up slowly on your bed. Your head pounded at the movement, squinting as pain throbbed in your temples.  You put your hands on either side of the bed and pushed yourself off.

You staggered slightly and caught yourself on the edge of the bed. You slowly shuffled you way in the bathroom and hoped a shower would help.

It helped somewhat, helping you feel cleaner at least. You went over to your cabinet and pulled out every cold and flu medicine that you possessed and began to become a scientist as you figured out how much you could safely take of each one without killing your liver. After taking your medicine, you slowly made your way back into your bed and swiftly fell asleep yet again.

You were awoken slightly sometime later to the sound of your comm going off. Your brain was in too much of a haze to register it properly before sleep consumed you again almost immediately.

Who knows how much later, you’re awoken by your comm yet again. Your brain feeling slightly less groggy, you’re able to reach out this time and look at the comm. “Leonard” the comm read. You groaned, “not today Leonard” you thought and turned your comm off and fell back asleep.

“Y/N, wake up. Wake up Y/N!” You could hear but it sounded so far away and muffled. Soon you felt a light tapping on your cheek, causing you to snort awake.

“Huh, what, who?” You reply groggily as you pried your eyes open slightly. You took one glance up and you immediately realized you were in so much trouble.

How did I know I’d find you here?” Leonard said with a scowl. He was hovering over your bed, staring daggers at you, with his arms crossed over his chest.

“Uhmmm, hi. How’d you get in here?” You slurred, still coming out of your drug induced coma.

“Medical override, remember?” Leonard replied coolly, before gesturing to the bed “well this explains why you haven’t answered your comm in almost two days.”

“Two days?” You questioned surprised. Did you really take that much medicine? Whoops. Cold medicine always seemed to have a way of knocking you on your butt.

“Yes, Y/N. Two days. Why the hell didn’t you answer you comm? You should have told me you were sick.” Leonard replied angrily, as he sat down next to you on the bed, feeling your forehead.

“I dunno, I just took some medicine and fell asleep. I didn’t hear my comm.” You lied smoothly, or at least you hoped.

“What the hell did you take?” Leonard demanded, running a hand through his hair and sighing. You just pointed to the bathroom as Leonard swiftly walked into the bathroom and began rummaging through the empty packages.

“Jesus Christ Y/N, did you take all of this? Are you trying to make your liver fail?” Leonard lectured as he tossed the empty boxes across the counter. You groaned, the sound of his rising voice, and all the noise he was making made your head pound. Leonard sighed at your groan and quieted down.

“You spent three days taking care of us Y/N. The least you could do was call and tell me so I could come take care of you.” Leonard stated, gentler this time, as he made his way back to your bedside, placing a hand gently on your back, rubbing it softly.

“I didn’t want to bother you.” You mumbled as you buried your sweaty forehead in your pillow.

“You’re never a bother, darlin. Jim and I are the reason you’re sick. I’m sorry about that, now come here.” Leonard replied as he began to give you the once over, placing his hand on your cheek.

“You’re burning up sweetheart.” Leonard noted and sighed as he continued to look you over. You groaned and swatted his hand, already annoyed by his incessant doctoring.

“I need to see what’s going on, don’t fight me” Leonard lectured “from what I recall, someone else was the same way with Jim and me”

Leonard got up and went to the bathroom where he knew you kept your tricorder and made his way back to the bed and began to scan you.

“You’ve got a slight fever darlin, 101.5*F, but I don’t want to give you anything else because of the medicine cabinet full of pills you’ve already taken.” Leonard replied grumpily as he went to feel around your throat.

“Stop it and just lay with me?” You ask pitifully as you grab his hand and squeezed gently.

“Alright.” Leonard relented with a sigh “but when’s the last time you ate?”

“Uhm.. Sometime, whenever the last time I was conscious.” You replied tiredly, not really remembering, mumbling into your pillow.

“Well you need to eat something for me first” Leonard replied, already making his way to the kitchen. You must have dozed off while Leonard was gone because your eyes flitted open as his hand shook your shoulder gently.

“Wake up Y/N, you need to eat” Leonard said as he shook you softly. You groaned and rolled over, pulling the blankets over your head. “Oh no sweetheart. You forced me to eat, now I’m forcing you, up you get.”

You were too tired to argue as you let Leonard sit you up gently. You took the warm bowl from his hands and held onto it as you let its warmness seep through your fingers.

“Thank you.” You mumbled quietly, as you began to sip slowly, closing you eyes.

“You’re welcome sweetheart.” Leonard chuckled as he took off his shirt and pants and slid in the bed next to you. You leaned back against him as you finished you soup, relishing his cool skin against your warm back.

Leonard sat the bowl aside when you were done and pulled you close to him. He put his hand back on your forehead.

“You sure you’re ok, sweetheart?” Leonard questioned as concern began to reappear on his features, as he brushed his hand across your cheek.

“I’m okay… promise.” You mumbled as you leaned into his touch before quickly falling asleep snuggled into his chest.

Leonard awoke a few hours later. It was really hot in there, so hot he was sweating. He went to move the covers off of him when he realized that the heat was radiating off of you. He scrambled for the desk light and clicked it on. He looked back over to you and saw you and your sheets soaked with a layer of sweat.

“Darlin’, wake up, you’re burning up” Leonard said as he placed a hand back on your forehead.

“Sweetheart, answer me” Leonard said quickly, worry beginning to creep into his voice. You just laid there and moaned quietly. Leonard shot up out of bed and grabbed the tricorder from the end table, quickly scanning you.

Leonard dropped the tricorder almost as fast as he began, as it gave him a reading of 105*F. Leonard flew into his calm panic mode.

“Shit, Y/N can you hear me? Your fever is dangerously high, you’re going to start cookin’ soon if we don’t bring this down.” Leonard said quickly as he shook you softly, trying to rouse you.

“Sweetheart, wake up, please.” Leonard said loudly as he grabbed a flashlight from your nightstand to check your pupil response. The flashlight was unnecessary as your eyes had rolled back into your head.

“Fuck!” Leonard shouted as he ran into the bathroom and turned on the shower as cold as he could. He ran back into your bedroom to grab you. You had begun to mumble incoherently.

“Son of a bitch!” Leonard muttered to himself, further increasing his worry. He quickly grabbed you in his arms bridal style. He then quickly walked back into the bathroom and immediately sat in the shower holding you in his arms.

“Dammit Y/N, don’t do this to me” Leonard pleaded. He gently pulled your wet hair out of your face and nuzzled his head in your shoulder as the icy water continued to fall on you both.

Leonard kept a close eye on you, constantly checking your forehead, heart rate, and your breathing. Oh how he wished he had his medkit, and cursed himself for leaving it in his room. If your fever didn’t come down soon he was going to have to take you to medical. He had no time before, he needed to start trying to cool you down.

“Sweetheart please, come back to me.” Leonard whispered as he pulled you close to him. He continued to sit in the cold shower, shivering, refusing to budge as he laid his head back against the cool tile.

He couldn’t help but feel guilty. Here you were in his arms, with a fever almost high enough to possibly cause brain damage, all because you had looked after him and Jim. Against his better judgement, he hadn’t made you leave, he just wanted you close when he was sick. You always made him feel better, but now you were paying for it. Tears pricked the corners of his eyes as he sighed up at the ceiling, cursing himself inwardly.

It might have been a half an hour later, Leonard wasn’t sure, he was about to go and grab the tricorder to check on your fever but he noticed you were beginning to shiver. Leonard looked down at your face when he noticed your eyes moving underneath your closed lids.

“Y/N… sweetheart, are you with me?” Leonard questioned hopefully, as he held your face out of the water. You groaned softly in reply.

“Hey, there’s my girl. Come on Y/N, come back to me.” Leonard mumbled, relief flooded him as he moved your hair out of your face once more, kissing your forehead softly.

“Why am I soggy?” You asked, voice barely above a whisper, as you cracked your eyes open ever so slightly.

“You had a 105* fever, sweetheart. I had to cool you off fast and this is all I had to work with.” Leonard chuckled softly at your confusion, running a hand through your damp hair, just happy you were awake.

“Oh..” is all you could manage to breathe out, too exhausted to manage anything more. Leonard made you stay in the shower a little while longer, just to be safe. You shivered and tried to pull your body closer to him.

“Just a little while longer, I want to make sure your fever is down and not going to come back up.” Leonard said gently as he took in your body language. You nodded in reply as you rested your head on his cool chest. A little while later, your teeth began to chatter as Leonard rubbed your arms gently.

“Alright Y/N, let’s get you out of here.” Leonard said softly as he reached up to turn off the water “can you sit up for me while I go get some towels?”

You nodded your head once as Leonard helped you sit up and leaned you against the other side of the shower. Leonard quickly got up and padded over to get some towels.

“Come on darlin, up you get, we need to get you to medical.” Leonard ordered as he helped you stand up in the shower “let’s get you out of these wet clothes first.”

Leonard lifted your arms and took your soaked shirt off gently and moved down to your pajama shorts next. Leonard then wrapped you tightly in the warm towel.

“Please Leonard, don’t make me go to medical, I just want to sleep.” You pleaded quietly with your eyes closed. Leonard narrowed his eyes at you and crossed his arms across his chest.

“You almost fried your brain Y/N! You need to go to medical and get checked out. I need to get you on a biobed and get a complete reading on what’s going on with you.” Leonard said sternly, continuing to glare.

“Tomorrow… I’ll go in the morning, I promise.” You mumbled as you swayed on your feet slightly. Leonard sighed and rubbed his face.

“No, Y/N. You’re going in immediately and you’re getting an IV for the night. Don’t make me throw you over my shoulder.” Leonard said leaving no room for you to argue.

“Fine, okay, whatever you say Leonard.” You sighed, agreeing weakly as you started to make your way out of the bathroom.

Leonard refused to let you walk on your own, as he lifted you up yet again bridal style. Leonard cradled you to his chest gently as he left your room and made his way through the halls and down the turbo lift. You tried to snuggle into him as much as you could, still shivering slightly from being damp and from the fever. Leonard walked swiftly down to the nearly empty medbay.

Soon you were lying on a biobed, Leonard pulling the curtains closed to give you some privacy. Leonard then pulled the blankets up over you, before putting his full attention on your stats.

“102*F now. Much more manageable.” Leonard muttered to himself mostly, staring at the screen, as you were already fading in and out of sleep.

Leonard walked over to the supply cabinet and grabbed a hypo and an IV bag and came back over to you, sitting beside you on the bed.

“Here darlin, I’m going to give you some medicine to see if we can’t get that fever down some more.” Leonard said as he gently brushed your cheek, rousing you awake.

Leonard pushed the hypo to your neck as gently as he could, rubbing the spot when he was done. He then grabbed the IV bag and began to get it ready.

“Let me see your arm Y/N… tiny pinch” Leonard ordered gently, taking your arm into his hand. You winced as the IV went in but relaxed shortly after. Leonard taped up your arm and placed the IV above the bed. Leonard then leaned over and cupped your face gently.

“You scared the hell out of me, don’t you ever do that to me again.” Leonard’s voice stern and low, yet still laced with concern.

“I’m sorry.” You said, barely above a whisper, as you nuzzled your face in his hand.

“Next time, you better call me first thing.” He warned as he placed a gentle kiss on your forehead.

“Lay with me?” You asked quietly, nodding as your eyes fluttering closed as you pawed for Leonard’s hand, finally reaching it and squeezing gently.

“I shouldn't… You need to rest sweetheart. I’ll be right here, I’m not going anywhere.” Leonard replied gently, squeezing your hand back in return.

“Please…” You breathed out quietly, opening your eyes slightly to peer up into the concerned, pained face of the doctor. Leonard sighed softly and got up gently and walked to the other side of the biobed. He scooted you over gently and laid himself down next to you.

“Thank you.” You mumbled out quietly as you turned slightly and rubbed your head against his chest gently. Leonard wrapped his arms around you and squeezed gently, placing a soft kiss on your forehead.

“I love you, Y/N.” Leonard whispered, rubbing his thumb across your cheek.

“Love you too, Len.” You replied quietly with a yawn. You quickly fell asleep as Leonard ran his fingers through your hair gently.

Leonard continued to watch over you through the night. His fingers checking your pulse points constantly, reassuring himself that it was exactly what your stats showed. When you started to shiver, he snuggled up close to you, only backing away reluctantly when your temperature started to increase slightly. Carding his hands through your hair if you got restless, calming you down. Kissing your forehead gently as you slept, thanking his lucky stars that nothing serious happened to you. He didn’t know what he would do if something happened to you.

You slowly began to wake up as the medbay began to get busier with everyone showing up for their morning shift. You turned your head slowly, looking at Leonard. The other was curled up next to you, dozing lightly. You shifted slightly on the uncomfortable bed, Leonard’s eyes shot open at the slight movement.

“Hey sweetheart, how do you feel?” Leonard asked, voice gravelly with sleep as he sat up on the bed slightly, eyes shifting back and forth from your stats to your face, and checking your forehead before dropping down and checking your pulse.

“I feel alright Len, but you look awful.” You said as gently as possible, grabbing Leonard’s hand from your pulse, squeezing it gently.

“You gave me quite a scare, darlin’” Leonard chucked out, letting out a small yawn. “I’m so glad you’re alright.” Leonard leaned over and gave you a soft kiss on your forehead.

“All thanks to the best doctor in the fleet.” You gave him a small grin, kissing him on his cheek. Leonard let out an airy laugh.

“Not only that, but because I love you. I don’t know what I’d do without you, Y/N.” Leonard spoke softly as he brushed his thumb across your cheek, before resting his forehead in the crook of your shoulder, kissing your neck softly.

“I love you too Leonard, thank you.” You replied, nuzzling your cheek against the top of his head, giving his forehead a quick kiss, earning a small smile from Leonard as he got up slowly from the bed and stretched.

“You’re welcome darlin’. Now let’s get you something to eat. You need it.” Leonard replied leaning over and giving you a light kiss on the lips.

“Sounds good.” You breathed out, eyes closed, as Leonard opened the curtain and left to get you something to eat. You bit your lips slightly and shook your head. What had you done to deserve such a wonderful man? You weren’t sure but you were thanking your lucky stars that you could call him yours.

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You're Not Dying// Spencer Reid x Reader

Prompt: Reader calls Spencer and insists she’s dying even though it’s just a flu. (I changed it to a phone call instead of texts so I hope it’s okay with you!)

Requested by: @willthecrystalgemflowerchild

“Is that Y/N?” JJ asked with a sly smile as Reid’s phone went off while they made their way through the hotel hallway. He nodded, smiling slightly at the way your names flashed on the screen.

“She’s got good timing,” JJ added with a grin as she stopped at her own room. “Goodnight Spence.”

“Goodnight,” he replied quickly as he hit the answer button. He had been wanting to hear your voice since they’d landed that morning but the case they were on had demanded more attention than he had anticipated.

“Hey beautiful,” he said as he answered your call. He grinned to himself as he opened his own hotel room and let himself in, his shoes immediately kicked into a corner.

“Spencer I’m dying. Oh my god. I’m dying.”

Immediate alarm flushed through him at your words.

“What are you talking about? What’s going on?” He asked, his mind already racing. He instinctively took a step back towards the door, ready to run out of the case for you. He had seen you the night before and you had been fine for the most part. You had complained about allergies but it was something that wasn’t a life threatening situation.

“I’m heating up. My throat is sore. This is it, Spence. I’m done for,” you managed to croak out. He recognized the stuffiness in your voice. He’d heard it all last winter when you’d spent a week in bed after insisting on walking in the rain.

“Y/N, you have the flu. Those weren’t allergies last night,” Spencer replied in realization. “You’re not going to die,” he chuckled.

“You don’t know that,” you replied stubbornly. Your head had been pounding since the morning and you had slept through most of the day. Already you had gone through two tissue boxes since waking and the fatigue in your body was less than pleasant. “You’re not that kind of doctor you know.”

Spencer laughed at your defiance. It was always the same when you got sick. You’d quickly overthink everything and he had to peel you away from the WebMD website every time, with you declaring that you were dying of some terminal illness. It was amusing but he knew just how much attention you needed while ill and he wasn’t there this time around.

“Have you taken any medicine?” he questioned as he kicked off his trousers. He struggled to undress with one arm holding the phone before he decided to simply put you on speaker.

“Yes. All I had was NyQuil though so I’ve been asleep for ages,” you replied. You were still curled up in bed, the blankets around you only fueling the fever you had.

“You said you were hot. You need to take some Tylenol or Advil. Something to stop it.”

He could hear unhappy grumbles on your side as you forced yourself up and towards the small cabinet that held all the medications. You fumbled around for a bit, grabbing the bottle of pills and a glass of water.

“There. I did it,” you announced before trudging back to your bed. You were exhausted and the pains of sickness had left you feeling a bit loopy. “Are you coming home soon?”

“We just got here. So no, I don’t think so,” he replied with a sigh. “It depends on how the case turns out.”

He hated leaving you alone when you were sick. You would revert back to a childlike phase, refusing to see a doctor and begrudgingly taking the medication you needed. He only hoped you’d get better soon.

“Alright. I should get some rest and you should too. Call me when you can, ok?” you replied sadly.

“You know I will. I love you,” Spencer said. “Goodnight.”

You were asleep. Or at least you had been until a warm hand had wrapped around your shoulders, shaking you lightly until your eyes finally opened. You blinked, forcing your eyesight into focus.

“Spence?” you asked in confusion. He smiled at your sleepy state, his hand cupping your face and running a finger across your cheek.

“Hey,” he said softly, “I came home for you.”

“What? Are you sure that’s okay?” You asked as you sat up, your mind still foggy from the medicine you had taken.

“Yeah. They can do one case without me,” he assured with a nod. Suddenly your mind cleared and you realized he was actually home.

You grinned, your arms reaching up to pull him down. He laughed as he landed on top of you, his head on your chest as you placed kisses on his forehead. He caught sight of the flu medicine and the trash can overflowing with tissues.

“I told you that you weren’t dying,” he chuckled. You rolled your eyes playfully. You did feel better this morning.

“Well I guess you’ll just have to make sure I don’t take a turn for the worst.”

My "Not-on-Normal-Packing-List" List-- Things I plan to bring to College and WHY

*See My Full Packing List on My Blog*

-Christmas/Fairy Lights: dorm lighting can be SUPER harsh, especially at night. If you and your roommate are on different sleeping schedules or if one of you wants to stay up later and study, Christmas lights will be perfect. Make sure you have a strand and your roommate has a strand. Obviously, your strand will be on your side and her strand will be on her side. If you want to go to sleep and she wants to stay up, just unplug yours and hers will be bright enough to see her books but not too harsh that you can’t fall asleep. (OR VISE VERSA) I used to keep Fairy Lights in my room at home and they were on all night and I slept just fine. They offer the perfect amount of glow. This will also help on weekends if you and your roommate are doing separate activities, if one of you is out late, then when you come back to your room you can plug in your strand to see and get ready for bed without waking your roommate. *remember to hang them with Command (or a similar style) Hooks, so you don’t leave any damage on the walls when you leave*

-Duvet and Cover: I plan on buying a duvet and separate cover. Comforters can be expensive and I like to switch things up. I am going to buy one Duvet for all four years (and maybe beyond) but maybe switch the cover up every year or two. This can also help if you and your roommate sophomore year have a different “vision” for you and your roommate freshman year. 

-TWO Sets of Twin Sheets: Two Words Man, Laundry. Day. 

-Bedside Caddy: Not everybody has heard of this, but its like a little pouch that has a flap that tucks under your mattress and hangs beside your bed. You can keep your phone in here while you sleep, maybe a book or study material, tissues, a flashlight. Whatever you want, its just like a nightstand for people that don’t have nightstands. 

-Curtain Rod/Curtains: I’m not sure if I will buy these yet, but my sister suggested it just incase you hate your roommate so much you can’t even bare to look at her/his face (which is unlikely, but whatever). You can attach a curtain rod to the ceiling using command strips or something similar and hang a curtain as a room divider. Desperate Times call for Desperate Measures. 

-Safe: Your roommate may have some sketchy friends. You never know who he or she will invite into your room. Keep your jewelry, wallet, extra money and other valuables safe in a safe. 

-Small, Folding Step-Ladder: In college you need to take advantage of every storage space possible, even if its at the top of your closet or on top of a tall dresser or wardrobe. A small, collapsable/folding step ladder will allow you to access your stuff in storage without taking up much room on its own. Most are small enough to tuck between your bed and the wall.

-AirFreshener: Whether its a spray or a wall plug-in, everyone needs to avoid being “the one” with the stinky room. 

-Steamer: Irons and Ironing Boards are great but they take up SO much room. A little hand held steamer is perfect for getting wrinkles out of clothes and you can store it anywhere you want. 

-Bath Sheet: I suggest everyone get a good, large-but-not-too-hot bathrobe if living with a community bathroom, but I also like a real towel too. A Bath Sheet is just a towel with a few extra inches in all directions so theres no need to worry about any of your bits and pieces showing. 

-Washcloths: A lot of people skip washcloths and go straight for hand towels, but I really like using washcloths to wash/dry my face and they are smaller, saving on space. 

-Lip Balm: Bring Extra. You know you lose these all the time. Keep them in your desk in their package so you know where they are until you need them. 

-Mirrors: One full length for the back of your door (check with your roommate so you guys only have one) and one small one to keep on your desk. This will be helpful for makeup and stuff. I don’t want to have to go to the bathroom every time I want to do my makeup. 

-Batteries: For various electronic devices (headphones, remote controls, video game controllers, etc)

-Camera: Really not necessary because of Smart Phones, but always fun to have. I would NOT bring an extremely valuable camera, even if you do have a safe.

-“Flex Your Power” Surge Protector: Google it. You’ll know you want it and you know it’ll be helpful. 

-External Hard Drive: For when you have a 1000000000 page paper due and you’re paranoid your computer will crash. 

-Printer: At my school, printing is included in tuition so I don’t have to pay per print, but I also don’t want to have to go across campus to grab something off the printer before class. ALSO, a nice way to print new pictures with new friends. ALSO not all schools include printing so you DO have to pay per print and that sucks and you should save money and buy a printer. **ALSO BUY EXTRA INK AND PAPER**

-Video Game Console: *with multiple remotes* I totally want to be able to stay in some times and chill with my roommate or by myself or invite some friends over to my dorm to play. 

-Cards/Notes to Send Home: Your mom/dad/grandmother/grandfather/aunt/uncle/sister/brother/friends/whatever will LOVE this. I think handwritten letters are so much more heartfelt than texting or e-mailing. 

-Planner: Its always important to stay organized (or at least try to) especially freshman year. With all your new found freedom it may be hard, but having an actual book may help keep you on track. *Personally, I think the Lily Pulitzer one is REALLY cute and SO helpful.*

-Bandaids, Neosporin, Cold/Flu Medicine, Pain Relievers, Upset Stomach/Heart Burn Relievers: Basically everything that your parents keep in the medicine cabinet. You will get bumps and bruises and cuts and scrapes; keep them clean and covered. You are going to be living in VERY close quarters with a lot of people. You will get sick; be prepared ahead of time to soften the blow. You will get hurt, you will get hungover, and if you’re like me, you will get cramps. Keep tons of your favorite Pain Reliever near by. (my favorite is Aleve). And finally, another two words: CAFETERIA FOOD keep Pepto Bismol and Tums in a place where you can grab them if you need them. 

-Earplugs: Your roommate might have house guests the night before your big test. You roommate might snore. You might live below partiers. Earplugs can help with all of the above. *a sleep mask might also be helpful if your roommate refuses to cooperate on the fairy light suggestion*

-Pepper Spray: I got some as a graduation present because my school is not in the safest city in America… Always better to have it and not need it than to need it and not have it. 

-Small Tool Kit: As long as someone in your hallway has one, you’ll be fine but it is always good to have. 

-Playing Cards: For nights where you don’t want the technology. Hang out in the common room and play poker or go fish or war or learn a new game and make friends.

-Vacuum/Dust-Buster 2-in-1: These are going to be so helpful especially if your room is carpet. Spills and crumbs happen, but Ants can and should be avoided. 

-Umbrella: A storm is coming. Its name is college. Prepare accordingly. I’m just kidding. But just because its sunny on move in day, doesn’t mean it will never rain. 

-Winter Coat: Same as the umbrella, It’s going to be hot on move in day, but for the past couple of years near my university, there have been snow storms in October and I don’t want to be caught in the cold. 

HOPE THIS WAS HELPFUL. If I think of anything else, I’ll let you know.

BTS Reaction - To This S/o having the flu


Originally posted by seokjinies

He would make you tons of soup, and scold you when you didn’t take your flu medicine. He would as a treat, make you more soup but with a Jin twist; Just the way you love it. 

“You did a good job, sweetie. How about I make you some tortilla chicken soup~ Jin Style!” 


Originally posted by mal7j


Would make you soup, but also be by your side 24/7 of the day. He would message you when he is at the studio if you needed anything back from the store to help with the cold. Tons of nagging and scolding when you disobey his orders to stay in bed.

“Stay in bed, will you. You won’t get any better moping around the apartment, Y/n.”


“No buts, you might also hurt yourself falling.”


“I love you.” 

Originally posted by donewithjeon


Try his best at making your soup, would give up and by can chicken soup instead. He, however, would make orange juice homemade for you. He would make sure you took your medicine when he was home and away from home. 

“Did you take you’re flu meds? If not I will be so angry! and do angry Aegyo for a good 10 minutes! You won’t like it!”

“I’m not take my medicine even more now.”

“Damn it.”

Originally posted by rapmunstar


Would be his manager to let him work at his studio instead of a big hit, and he would beg you to stay at the apartment with him so he could cater to your needs and be there for you. He can’t cook so well So he would go out to get soup already cooked because he hated giving you can food. 

“I ditched the studio to ask you come to our apartment. I want to take care of you baby.”

“Awww Namjoon. Stop being the best boyfriend EVER” You glomped him, he pulls away and laughs. “don’t get me sick.”

“I take it back meanie!”

“Oh come on, don’t be like that!”


Similar to Namjoon, He would stay home and be by your side 24/7. He would make sure you would not get up when you would have your dizzy spells and weak spells. When you get the chills, you would scold him for cuddling you for fear of him getting sick but he would ignore you as he would cover you and him up with the electric heater blanket. 

“Jimin you will get sick.”

“Mmmm.” He had his face in your back, moaning in disagreement. “I’ll be ok.”

“Promise me.”

“I Promise, Jagi. Now go to sleep.” He rubs circles on your thigh until you K.O. He follows right after.


Would feel sad that you were sick and try his best to be around you. His drama has held him down a lot so when ever he was on set and you were sick; he would video message you silly videos of himself to make you smile or laugh. He would come home with Yummy chicken soup and some chocolate. He would lay you down in bed with a nice blanket and sleep by your side. 

“Noona! I’m coming over in a bit! Did you see the video I sent you!? I love you; stay warm for me.”


Would probably be more protective like Jimin, he would be with you even to the bathroom. 

Y/N: Jungkook Really? (Blush.)

Jungkook: You fell last time, Jagiya…

Chicken Noodle Soup for the both of you, He would also make you drink orange juice even though you hated it and ginger ale for an upset stomach. He stacks up on tissues for both you and him since you both have allergies. 

“I have bought tons of tissues!” He says triumphantly, you snorted.

“Dork. must you say everything out loud like that~?”

“Ne. Now here. I bought soup!” He holds it over his head. You shook you’re heard and smiled. 

dear brent: just because an item is contained in nice vellum packaging that irresponsibly brandishes the word “mango” on it does not mean it won’t be the most revolting thing you’ve ever had the supreme displeasure of putting into your mouth, you dumb bitch

playin’ it reaaaaaal fast and loose with the definition of candy here, folks

Hi! You absolutely don’t need to do this until you get through the rest of your requests, but I didn’t want to forget- I have the flu right now and am feeling all achy and such and I wondered if you could do a fic where maybe Alex gets sick and Maggie comforts her? Thank you so much. You’re an amazing writer, and please take it easy/be kind to yourself as you work through these prompts :)

^^ prompt above from @a-few-of-my-favorite-turtles

She always goes to work when she’s sick.


And, always, J’onn has to team up with Susan Vasquez to practically escort her out of the building and force her back into her apartment.

When Supergirl joined the team, she’d help.

But still, Alex would resist.

“I’m fine,” she’d insist as she coughed up a lung.

“I got this,” she’d pant as she finished throwing up.

“I don’t need help,” she’d grumble as she wobbled because her bones ached so, so, so much worse than they did that time she crashed through the ceiling of that warehouse and landed flat on her back.

She always goes to work when she’s sick.

Until Maggie Sawyer, that is.

Because Maggie notices in the middle of the night, when Alex develops a chest cough, when she tries to hide it, when she shifts away from Maggie’s body and curls up in a fetal position and rocks herself while her chest burns and her body burns and her muscles ache and her nose runs.

When Alex drifts into a restless sleep, finally, Maggie gets up to raid Alex’s medicine cabinet. Of course she has no cold or flu medicine. Of course she doesn’t. Alex Danvers is above the common cold, the mere flu.

Alex coughs harshly in her sleep, and Maggie sighs affectionately.

She gets dressed – her jeans, her boots, Alex’s sweater, Alex’s jacket, not bothering with a bra – and pads softly out of the apartment, walking quickly in the chill of the late night to the only 24 hour bodega in the area.

She comes back armed with orange juice, crackers, tea, honey, lozenges, cough medicine, and an assortment of terrible DVDs, because sometimes Netflix just won’t cut it.

She laughs to herself when Alex tries to get up for her run in the morning.

“Where you think you’re going, Danvers?” she wants to know, and Alex jumps, because Maggie usually sleeps later than this, usually gets up to make breakfast and coffee only after Alex has left for her run.

“Run,” Alex rasps, and Maggie arches an eyebrow and reaches up to pull Alex back into bed.

“Mmmm, babe,” Alex flirts, and Maggie grins, but she shakes her head.

“Not hitting on you, Danvers. You’re staying in bed today.”

“I’m… staying in bed today but you’re… not hitting on me.”

“Alex, you were coughing the entire night, and you’re sweating bullets even as we speak. And you’re standing weird like you’re nauseous. You have the flu, Danvers. And I’m going to take care of you.”

Alex pffts and Alex shakes her head and Alex takes one look at her girlfriend and knows that resistance is futile.

“But you’ll get sick,” she objects, and Maggie smiles, because of all the objections she expected – objections about work and duty and the weight of the world and failure and perfection – this is the sweetest one to hear.

“I’d rather be sick with you than out in the world and healthy knowing that you’re all alone with no one to feed you and medicate you and hold your hair back when you throw up and hold you and entertain you when you inevitably get cabin fever in addition to your actual fever.“

Alex stares and blinks down tears and lets herself lean back into bed. “I think I love you, Maggie Sawyer.”

“Good. Because I know I love you, Alex Danvers.”

Home Remedies (Jim Kirk x Reader)

Summary: anon request, Jim is sick with the flu and needs a little TLC.

Request:  Loved your last fic!! If you’re still taking request, how about jim being sick (like a flu or something) and he becomes clingy to the reader? All cute and fluff please. Thank you! 

Warnings: None (just fluff)

Pairing: Jim Kirk x Reader

A/n: I LOVED writing this, needy Jim gives me life.

Words: 922

You could hear Jim sniffing from the kitchen as you pottered around making chicken soup and he was feeling sorry for himself in the bedroom after coming down with the flu. It was always this way at the end of a mission, he would spend such a long period of time stressed up to his eyeballs that the minute he got a whiff of time off he was bed bound with one illness or another.

The Enterprise was docked in Yorktown for a couple months to undergo repairs and to give the crew some down time with friends and family. The apartment you shared with Jim wasn’t large. It had one bedroom, one bathroom, and an open plan kitchen/diner, but you finally had a space to call your own and you loved it.

As you were dicing the vegetables to put in the stock you had made, you heard Jim sneeze particularly violently.

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Alright, my dudes.  I would like to thank @fevers-and-flus for helping me out with a very poorly worded paragraph. I’m also gonna thank @toosicktoocare and @itisasign for helping me with some ideas.  This came out to be about 4700 words, give or take so yeah. Thank you in advance for reading it, I really appreciate it. 

Shiro walked through the door of his practice, pulling on his white lab coat.
“Hey, Hunk.” Shiro grinned, greeting the receptionist.  “How are you?”
“Ohhh…It’s been a morning to say the least.” He chuckled, handing Shiro a small stack of files. 
“Two parents called to cancel their kids’ appointments, and then three new parents called for appointments. Oh, and Pidge called.”
Shiro was flipping through the files until Hunk mentioned his sister had called, and then he looked up quickly.  “What?”

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College!AU Seokjin
  • major: broadcasting 
  • minor: hospitality and tourism management 
  • sports: tennis team 
  • clubs: cooking club, on campus news channel + interns at the actual city news channel 
  • it is important to point out that the only person out of his crew of friends aka bts he is the only one with a car and all the members keep fighting over who seokjin is going to let borrow his car for the weekend and most of the time seokjin is like this is a Headache and gives it to hoseok because hoseok is nice and also jungkook can’t double park and namjoon drives at a snails pace
  • but yeah he has a car mostly because he has to drive to get to the city news headquarters that is like way too far from campus and the cars like a hand-me-down from his family so it’s kinda old but seokjin always keeps it clean and freshly painted and he has those cute like air fresheners that hang from his mirror because god only knows what the members do in this poor car when he’s not around
  • but seokjin’s car is not the point of this au moving on he’s a broadcasting major and hopes to have a job in news when he’s older, preferably as an anchor at a news station even (a famous one would be even better) and everyone thinks that honestly he’s a perfect fit for the job
  • a) because he’s handsome b) because he has a good voice and c) did i mention he’s drop dead handsome? like imagine waking up, turning on the tv, and there’s seokjin telling you it’s gonna be a sunny day and that the government royally screwed up again. wow. a Dream
  • seokjin’s original major was hospitality and tourism management because he had wanted to go to culinary school but thought that that was way too much of a stretch so maybe working in at a hotel or as an event planner was kind of similar to cooking for many people in a restaurant, but after a while he made it his minor because someone had suggested he should be on TV with those good looks
  • and being an actor was just as a far off as being a chef so he was like what else is on TV? the news
  • and seokjin’s like pretty well informed too, like he enjoys reading the paper and listening to political podcasts (which jungkook and taehyung always whine about in the car if seokjin is driving them all into the city they’re always like “hyUNG this is so sad and the words are so boring let’s listen to something more funnnn” and seokjin’s like “how does radio disney sound for you kids?” and they’re like h Y U N g and seokjin’s like no we’re not listening to any of those songs w swear words in them and yoongi in the passenger seat beside jin is like oh my god seokjin we are all in C O L L E G E 
  • but yeah he like does the weather reporting and reads of the news that goes on on campus but he’s also fascinated by journalism and when he’s at his internship he’s always mingling w the interns that aren’t doing broadcasting but the ones who’re working under the journalists and sources because they’re so cool and know so much and ok some of the stuff they tell him he’s not supposed to know but seokjin is so charming that he could get mr. krabs to tell him the secret to the krabby patty. 
  • not interested in sports broadcasting even though every season the baseball coach sends over half the team to get jin to show up and broadcast live through the university’s athletic channel stream and seokjin’s like no thanks but the coach is like bribe him. tell him he’s pretty. and the team tries but seokjin is like listen i know your coach just wants more people to watch the show for my great face and not the game so im not gonna do it. and the teams like sigh ok but also seokjin is right that’s exactly why the coach wants him to broadcast
  • seokjin is also on the tennis team and everytime he practices the court is full of girls and boys pressed against the fence around the net trying to take photos of him and he’s like flattered but also like !!! be careful you guys i have a very strong swing i dont want any balls going over the fence and hurting anyone!!! 
  • when they play doubles seokjin’s teammate sandeul is always whining about how another fan of seokjins had asked him to get her seokjin’s signature and he’s like seokjin pls im so tired of this someone stole my racket last week thinking it was yours
  • and seokjin’s like im sorry buddy but im cursed with this Beautiful Face what can i do…..
  • sandeuls like let me whack you with this ra- and jin’s like i will end you 
  • and so one day you’re actually featured on the campus new channel because you won an award in your major and it’s nothing hUGE but it’s something so you get an invite to be on the morning segment and you kinda want to turn it down because cameras,,,the whole student body watching you,,,ahhhhhhh no
  • but like your friends are like what nO do  i  t and also they’re like “you’ll get to do it with seokjin, and you know everyone loves seokjin!!! you can’t let this chance go!!!!”
  • and you’re like well like you know who seokjin is but you’re like even if i do this interview it’s not like he’s going to magically fall in love w me or something (Lmao little do you know)
  • so you’re just like fine whatever and you try to wear something nice and you show up and it’s obvious you’re worried because you keep fiddling with your phone
  • until you hear a sweet voice go; “don’t worry. it’s not like this is cable television or anything.”
  • and you look up to see THE seokjin standing beside you with a kind smile on his face and his signature pink tie on and ok wow he’s super handsome up close are his eyes sparkling?? ok wait not the point
  • and you’re like ahHA it’s easy for you you do this every morning and seokjin’s like chuckling like you’re not wrong but seriously don’t sweat it
  • and he like ruffles your hair and goes to sit in front of the camera and you’re like 
  • well one your heart is beating because ok,,,,ruffling your hair?? what is this some romance comic but two; holy shit you’re on in two minutes
  • and the minute seokjin is introducing your name and the award you’ve won you can feel your palms getting sweaty but it’s like somehow you catch a gentle, encouraging smile that seokjin passes on to you and suddenly your throats just a little less dry and you manage to stutter out a little speech about the award and not make a fool out of yourself
  • and all in all the segment with you is only 7 minutes long, but you can’t leave the set till seokjin is done talking and right at the end you notice that seokjin’s sweating a lot and that he keeps trying to move his fingers casually toward the cue cards that are beside you but are too far away and if he just grabs them everyone will see it in the shot
  • and you’re like wait shit did he forget the headlines??? and you can hear seokjin’s lines wavering a bit and he clears his throat right after the weather report and you’re like oh no and seokijn is like “now for more headlines, the real information about campus life and activities, the headlines…”
  • like it’s obvious he’s stalling and the crew is panicking and so you casually put your award down on the table and slip the cue cards into your lap so the camera cant see and without looking at him, you drop the cards in jin’s lap under the table you two are sitting on and like
  • he just needs one glance down to remember the first couple of words and BAM everything comes back to him and he’s making the announcements smoothly and the crew is like thANK GOD the main cameraman even needs someone to like dab the sweat off his forehead for him because that was close
  • can you believe this drama at the on campus news channel like wOW 
  • but yes everything ends and the seokjin turns to you and you’re like !!! good job and he’s like,,,,,,,,,,,,,listen i owe you my life
  • and you’re like ok chill not your life it’s just a show but seokjin is like no no ive never messed up on a broadcast and idk whats happening with me today maybe i was too distracted but really you saved me
  • and you blush like oh,,,,it was nothing quick thinking you know!! and you like get your award and jump off your chair like well!!!! this was interesting and nerve wracking!!! thanks for having me
  • and you do a bow to all the film + broadcasting students and you’re like oh no class is in fifteen
  • and you run off before seokjin can flag you down and give you his number because hey you wanna know why he was distracted?
  • because you were so damn cute
  • ALSO because you see him the next day in the pharmacy off campus buying flu medicine and he’s got tissues sticking out of his pockets and like a neck warmer on and you’re like
  • …….. he forgot his lines because he was also getting sick……..
  • and you walk over like hey!! and he’s like o H and hides behind the cap he’s wearing because he’s like  don’t look at me im usually a 10 but today im an 8 because i look horrible
  • and you’re like no no you’re still like above a 10 don’t worry
  • and seokjin peeks from under his baseball cap like ,,,,,,why thank you *commence a long string of sneezes*
  • and you’re like hey, you should try this tea my mom gave me when she was helping me pack for this semester. whenever i get a cold it always works and im good the next day! and seokjin is like a one day cure for the cold? ill take it i have the morning news to do tomorrow
  • and you’re like cool!!! ill bring some over to your dorm and seokjin’s like ok!! thank you ill pay you back with some good food and you’re like no no you’re sick and he’s like yEs im sick im not dying i can still make some kimchi fried rice.
  • and so you show up to the dorm with your tea bags and seokjin still has his messy hair under his baseball cap and a big sweater on and some sweats and it’s kind of a shock because you’re used to him being all spiffy and well kept when you see him on the campus channel
  • but now he looks like you know,,,,,,like every other sick and stressed kid in college
  • and like seokjin has got his ricecooker on and he’s got all these containers of sidedishes that he’s made and you’re like making him tea
  • and like you barely know each other but somehow it’s very serene and domestic
  • and when you’re done and seokjin drinks like 3 cups of your tea and you eat like 3 portions of his rice 
  • seokjin is seeing you to the door and he’s like
  • *cough* “is it ok *sneeze* *blow nose* if one day when im *cough again* better i can take you out for *blow nose and cough at same time, apologize* dinner as a thank you?”
  • and you’re like a thank you for??? and he’s like for that time you saved me and you’re putting your hands up like wAH no no it’s fine
  • but seokjin is like no i must i must and even though he sounds like he’s dying and he’s sneezing all over the place, he’s stubborn till the end until you agree
  • as you’re walking to your own dorm though you’re like
  • wait………….
  • did i just score a date with the handsomest guy on campus????
  • and yes. yes you did
  • when you text your friends about it they nearly sprints their way down to your dorm like W H  A T WE NEED TO GO SHOPPING FOR A DATe outFiT and you’re like i can just wear that- and they’re like nO this is SEOKJIn the FACE OF Our schoOL you are going to have to look GUD
  • and you’re like oh my
  • so the date turns out to be at this pretty fancy place in the city that you’ve heard about and you’re like is seokjin,,,,,the son of some guy with a company or something how can he afford this place
  • and like you see him coming down the street and he’s in like a suit and looking like a+ like yall about to attend a wedding or something and hes got his hair back and you’re like oh,,,,,,,this is so,,,,,,Fancy
  • and you’re like hi!! and seokjin’s like “you look amazing.” and you’re like “you look even better!!” and seokjin laughs like “for the first time, i have to disagree - you’re stunning.”
  • and he offers you his elbow like we’re back in the fifties or something and you go inside and like ,,,, you get this nice table and you’re the youngest ones there and you’re like um seokjin how did you,,,,,,,like,,,,,,,,,get us seats here? Are you rich? Are you the prime ministers secret son you can tell me i will keep it a secre-
  • but seokjin is like no no i know the chef of this place, he gave a talk on campus for one of the classes in my minor. we kind of clicked you know and he’s always calling me over to have a taste of his food. his names kidoh.
  • and you’re like ……kidoh? and seokjin’s like “interesting, right? he’s seoul’s youngest chef.”
  • and you’re like looking at seokjin like this guys life is just…..full of surprises isn’t it
  • but over dinner like you and seokjin end up bonding so much over the things you guys like and care about and seokjin always seems to unapproachable because he looks like he’s so far above others, but in reality he’s just a dude who loves to cook and make corny jokes and in a lot of ways he’s really just……normal
  • he does admit that he’s really careful about his appearance but he’s like how can i not be when that’s all people see me for
  • and you get a hint of the sadness behind that statement, the fact that people forget that there’s a person with feelings under his breathtaking smiles
  • and you don’t expect it but seokjin’s like let me drive you home and you’re like you have a car??
  • and seokjin’s like yes i just didn’t want to park it out here because it’s pretty old and i thought it might be embarrassing but once you see it you’re like seokjin this car looks new and he’s like that’s because i break my back cleaning it all the time
  • and while he’s driving you he tells you the stories of what jimin, yoongi, and taehyung have all done to his precious car and you’re laughing like nO way and seokjin’s like nO Im telling the truth it’s like im friends with a bunch of five year olds sometimes
  • and you’re like seokjin i love the way you nag about them it’s hilarious and he’s like heY i do not NAG. i woRRY and you’re like hehe it’s cute!!!!
  • and it is cute he’s concerned for the people he loves. this softie
  • and like when you get dropped off youre like hey seokjin wanna hear a secret
  • and he’s like ooo ok and you’re like leaning over like “i liked your kimchi fried rice more than the food at the restaurant. don’t tell your friend!” and when you lean back giggling into your hand seokjin just
  • he just gently takes your wrist and pulls you back to him and kisses the side of your lips with a whispered thank you
  • and like you sit in the car looking at each other in the like moonlight and it’s cute you wanna kiss him again but like it’s enough for the first date and seokjin watches as you go inside just to make sure you’re safe
  • and ofc he sends you a good night text because like seokjin is the best man on this planet he is so soft and caring and wow ok im getting off topic
  • but yes after that you and seokjin meetup more often on campus, sometimes in the area where the news channel is filmed because seokjin is always studying lines during lunch and you’re honestly just fine watching him all concentrated as you munch on his homemade snacks
  • you also listen to him do a mock announcement and then clap and he’s like the aplause is not necessary and you’re like why not you’re so cool seokjin
  • and he’s like trying to hide the smile but he can’t
  • sometimes you’ll go over to his dorm and you two will look up recipes on youtube or online to try and make
  • most of the time you both end up with the ingredients all over your faces and fingertips and when you reach up to put some avocado paste on seokjin’s cheek he chases you until he gets you in a backhug and kisses at the spot behind your ear that he knows is sensative
  • it’s cute you guys make dinner for his friends and jungkook is like “hyung. i think you two should just get married and adopt us all as your kids so you can both cook for us everynight.” and seokjin is like jungKOOK and you’re like skhfldngseifw and yoongi is like “no no the little twerp is right.” and jungkook’s like im like 5 inches taller than you yoongi i have been for like two years and yoongi with his mouth full of noodles “you’re still a twerp jungkook.”
  • you go to see seokjin play tennis and like it’s not a competition so you come out onto the court and seokjin helps you learn how to hold the racquet and whatnot
  • when he puts his hands around your waist to keep you steady you can literally hear sandeul from the other court whistling like GET IT SEOKJIN and seokjin is “i repeat. everyone im friends with is five.”
  • you and seokjin doing little face masks together because he gets you into them and you’re like “did i put this on right?” the first time and he’s like “no it’s upside down come here.”
  • when you had to go away for couple of days for a trip with your class seokjin sent you videos of him eating for a straight thirty minutes not saying anything until the end. he affectionately called these videos “eat jin”
  • you responded by doing the same and naming them “eating without jin” and seokjin was just like yEAH but you wish i was there
  • seokjin is tall and he owns a lot of like long sleeved shirts that you love wearing because they’re big in the shoulders and seokjin is like “…..hey listen you have your own clothes…..did you get a stain on this sweater? come here i will kill yo-” and you’re like “SORRY but they’re nice and they smell clean like you” and seokjin is like “if you weren’t so cute- i sWEAR.”
  • you start watching the school news everyday now lmao all your friends are like “i thought you didn’t care about campus news?” and you’re like “ofc i do. especially if my cute as heck boyfriend is reporting it to me. btw did you know i got him another pink tie for our anniversary and look he’s wearing it-”
  • and one day seokjin and you come to his dorm after going to his tennis practice together and seokjin is gets a call and he’s listening to the other person for a longtime and you can’t really read his face but you’re like ???? and when he hangs up after saying thank you one hundred times you’re like “what is it??” and seokjin’s like “you know the place i intern at?” and you’re like “the big news channel right?” and he’s like “yeah.” and you’re like taking his hands in yours like “well???? what???” and he looks at you and he’s like “they’re officially hiring me. they’re officially hiring me to help report the news.” and you’re like ……..HOLY SHIt and you jump up and down and just grab his cheeks and kiss him like one hundred times
  • and seokjin is like ,,,,,,,,this is fOR real this isn’t just the free news channel for the uni this is,,,,,actual television and you’re like oh MY GOD im so pROUd and you lean in to kiss him again but this time seokjin kisses back
  • and he’s usually very tender with kisses but this one is full of adrenaline and like you’re both already kinda sweaty because you came back from tennis but like what the frick ever you like go down right there on the floor of the kitchen
  • and like seokjin pulls you ontop and is just like
  • well you know there goes his tennis uniform and all that woooo
  • and you two are lucky yoongi doesn’t walk in on the dorm but like seokjin is just holding you close and his forehead is against yours and he’s like
  • “this is a miracle.” and you’re like whaT no you’re destined to be on the TV screen and he’s like no no well yes the job is a miracle but the real miracle he was talking about is ofc……you
  • and it’s cute you and seokjin are two glowing flowers two sweet and kindhearted for this world
  • afterwords you try to get taehyung, jimin, and namjoon to help you make a special cake for seokjin but like with those three all you get is a bunch of icing everywhere so you’re like baking cookies with seokjin’s face on it instead sounds easier
  • you throw a party for him and seokjin is just so surprised because honestly not a lot of people show him they appreciate him a lot but ever since you’ve been around he actually feels loved like really REALLY loved
  • and it’s cute he spins you around in a hug while jungkook is trying to sneak one of the seokjin cookies off your tray and you’re like heY don’t those are seokjin’s present 
  • and yoongi wiggling his eyebrows @ you 2 like “i think seokjin already got his present~~~” and taehyung’s like GOOD ONE BRO
  • and you’re like “seokjin.” and seokjin with his face in your neck like “hmm?” you’re like “i think you were right. your friends are all five year olds.”
  • lmaO you excitedly gather everyone in the study hall to crowd around your laptop to watch seokjin’s first day on the job and you’re like lOOK At him. my professional baby 

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8 y/o girl comes in with her dad…

Dad: She’s been sick for 2 or 3 days. Body aches, chills, fever.

Me: Sounds like she might have the flu. Has she had the flu shot this year?

Dad: Yea

Me: Unfortunately we’ve been seeing a lot of people who had the shot get the flu anyway. We’re going to run a rapid flu test and take it from there.

Dad: Ok great. I’m really curious to see how that turns out because I work for the lab that makes the vaccines.

…positive for influenza A

(Fic) Thanks Dad

A little fluff fic I came up with out of the blue

Tag list: @romananalogicality @the-sun-shines-bright @pattonpending @edgeworthsnoodle @aph-curls-n-dimples @the-babysitter @sunnyside12pershon

Fandom: Sanders Sides, YouTube, Thomas Sanders

Ship(s): Platonic Logicality

Warnings: NONE! ISN’T IT GREAT?! :D I FEEL SO ALIVE! Well… sickness. 

Patton narrowed his eyes at the sniffling trait, staring at him disapprovingly and tapping his foot rapidly. Logan sat at his desk, sniffling and rubbing his bleary eyes. Logic’s nose was red and snot trickled down his face, which he quickly wiped away. He was wrapped in a blanket and shivering, even though it was almost 70 degrees in the house and sweat was pouring down the back of his neck. He kept coughing and emitting small, high-pitched sneezes that made Patton want to giggle, but he didn’t.

“I-I’m not sick. And I don’t need to sleep. Please leave so I can get my work done,” Logic said, his stuffy nose making his voice sound clogged. Patton’s mouth twitched slightly into a disapproving frown before he smiled and set down the bowl of chicken soup that he’d made the other aspect (both because he was sick as a dog and because he missed dinner), rolling his eyes when Logan wrinkled his nose.

“Whatever you say, kiddo. I’ll be back in a sec with some cold and flu medicine, you keep right on working,” Morality chirped, bounding out of Logan’s office happily. As soon as he was out of sight though, he let the smile wipe right off his face and his shoulders slump with exhaustion. He dragged his feet as he went into the bathroom, fighting back a yawn and searching for the medicine. It was nearly three am and Patton should have been asleep, but he was too worried about the logical side that he would not rest until he got better, or at least went to bed. Logan had been sick for nearly a week but kept denying it and refused to take care of himself. Just like always…

When Patton returned to the other trait’s working space, he smiled widely and hung back in the doorway, chuckling softly. Logan was slowly eating the chicken noodle soup, his head bopping as he tried not to fall asleep in it. Loud, wide-mouthed yawns kept escaping him and Morality could tell that his earlier claims not being sick or tired were as false as ever. Patton let the other man finish his soup before reentering the room, brandishing the bottle of cough syrup triumphantly.

“Nooooo,” Logic whined, pulling the blanket off of his shoulders and onto his head, covering his face and body entirely. He peeked out at the fatherly trait and pouted before pulling the blanket back over his head again and laying down on the desk. Morality snickered and walked over to Logan, yanking the blanket off and shoving the medicine in Logan’s face, watching as the other man fixed his glasses and looked up at him in exasperation, still shivering slightly.

“I’m fi-” A spoon filled with cough medicine was shoved into his mouth and he gagged, swallowing it on instinct and retching at the awful taste. Patton smirked and patted Logan on top of the head, putting the spoon down next the the soup bowl and scooping Logic out of the chair. As Logan opened his mouth to protest he ended up yawning loudly instead, and nuzzled into Patton’s shoulder sleepily, accepting defeat. Morality smiled and left the room, walking quietly up the stairs and into Logan’s room. Setting Logan down on the bed, Patton helped him took off his glasses and tucked him in, pulling the covers up around him. Logic made a sound of content and burrowed in the covers, smiling a little and humming with satisfaction.

“Thanks dad,” Logan muttered sleepily between soft yawns. Patton’s eyes softened and he placed a gentle, loving, fatherly kiss on the other trait’s forehead before turning out the lights and leaving the room to let Logan sleep, a smile that matched Logan’s sleepy grin etched into his face.

Hometown- Brendan Gallagher

Originally posted by gay-except-for-gally

Ok so my boo here had two requests and so I combined them and I actually like how this turned out! I hope you guys do too! Enjoy!

Warning: none!

@supermodelindisguise Request: You take Gally to your hometown and run into everyone you know and being embarrassed. There’s rumors that you’re dating someone overseas and obviously confirmed. I have like a billion assignments to do and I have developed the flu. I even went and bought the hot tea cold and flu medicine and honey from the supermarket near uni and made some while waiting for my next class. May I have a Montreal imagine if possible. If not it’s all good!!


              You felt like absolute crap.

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I want Will to have a full-on, honest conversation with Hannibal about his cannibalism habit.

No poetry, just frank honesty

(possibly while Hannibal is slightly high on flu medicine, to insure honesty)

Hannibal admits that human meat is slightly terrible, but especially compared to literally everything else

“Youd think that health nuts would taste better,” he snuffles into the pillow, blankets pulled up above his head to block out the minimal light “but they aren’t. They taste so bitter. Happy people aren’t rude. Do you know how rare it is i get to taste a happy person? I save every bite and gorge myself on nothing but happy meat for a month.”

A hand reaches out of the blankets and Will kindly places a tissue in his upturned palm. It disappears into the darkness and miserable sneezes and honks follow, though mercifully somewhat muted. 

“Why not aim for happy people, then, rather than the rude?”

“Idth da printhipul uv du madder.”