flus shot

punkbarbie  asked:

Okay big daddy markiplier is great and all but really..... Tyler is the Dad(dddyy)

Dude, don’t even get me started on Dad!Tyler (Dad Tyler, making sure teamiplier is all taken care of, that everyone’s eating and exercising and sleeping well, makes sure they get their flu shots) 

or Daddy!Tyler (choke me harder….I mean, what?)

anonymous asked:

Mom! I got to start taking T today! I'm so excited! Sticking myself with a needle isn't the most fun, but it hurt way less than I thought it was, about as much as a flu shot which really isn't bad (you'd think for all the tattoos I have, needles should really just start being a non issue). BUT ANYWAY, wanted you to know!

Holy crap I am so proud of you this is amazing you are absolutely brilliant this is amazing you are just absolutely fantastic I just – I’m sooooooo happy for you!!!! You’re incredible, darling <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 :D

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You had only been in bed for a measly 2 hours when a harsh wave of nausea hit you once more and you bolted to the bathroom connected to your room. The soup you had sipped down earlier that afternoon made a gross reappearance as you vomited in the toilet, shaking slightly at the force. You hated throwing up, almost as much as you hated needles, but you’d take the flu any day if it meant you didn’t have to let some shaky handed doctor stick a needle in your arm. The vomiting ceased and you leaned back and groaned. Getting up on extremely shaky legs, you wobbled to the sink and began to brush your teeth. 

It was like the virus had knew exactly when you’d be alone and vulnerable, because the second your parents left for their anniversary vacation and Edward left with his family for an extended hunting mission, you fell ill with a nasty strain of the flu. You’d been throwing up steadily for 2 days and had dealt with the intense migraine and body aches for 3 and you honestly just wanted it all to end. You finished rinsing your mouth and half crawled back to your bed. Wrapping yourself once more under the mountain of blankets, you closed your eyes and attempted to once more gain some shut eye. 

What felt like seconds later, you felt the harsh wave of nausea. You attempted to sit up and climb out of bed, but between your weak muscles and tangled blankets, the task proved much too difficult. Tears built behind your eyes and your situation, but suddenly hands were moving quickly to unravel you and carry you swiftly to the bathroom. You didn’t have time to understand what was going on as bile rose and you leaned over the toilet. There wasn’t much left in your stomach, so it was mostly painful dry heaving that left you breathless. You whimpered as your stomach clenched again and tears pricked your eyes. Firm hands rubbed at your back and moved the sweaty stands of your hair out of the line of fire. A familiar voice soothed your cries and took you into their arms as your heaving stopped. 

“How long have you been sick?” Edward implored as he procured a hair tie and tied your hair back. 

You cuddled more into his arms despite the coolness of his skin, finding comfort in his presence. “Since you left.” You mumbled out. You moved to stand up so you rinse your mouth again and Edward helped you stand. 

“(Y/n) why didn’t you call me?” Edward grumbled, “I could have stayed with you.” 

You were shaking your head before he could finish his sentence, “I know how much you wanted to go, and you haven’t been hunting with your family in so long.” You grabbed a bottle of mouth wash, too tired to scrub at your teeth again, and swished it around. 

“My family would have understood, love.” He said softly. You finished up at the sink and, with Edwards help, shuffled back to bed. He helped swaddle you in the blankets and vanished out of the room before coming back with a plate and several bottles of medicine. 

“Have you ever had the flu shot?” Edward asked as he set down the plate that you discovered held sliced bananas and dry toast. 

You shuddered at his question and shook your head, “You know I don’t like needles.” 

He gave you a disproving look, “(Y/n), you need a flu shot.” 

“I’d rather have the flu.” 

He rolled his eyes and helped you sit up as he helped you swallow one of the pills. He followed it up with a slice of banana that you begrudgingly swallowed. You didn’t bother telling him you didn’t like bananas either. 

The next 24 hours was spent with Edward adorably doting on you as you wore out the rest of your sickness. By evening the next day you could finally hold down solid food without it coming back up later. You spent the rest of your time snuggled up in bed watching Hemlock Grove on Netflix. 

The next week, Edward finally guilted convinced you to let Carlisle give you a flu shot. Your hands were shaking slightly and nerves made you feel like you were going to throw up, but you were trying to keep it under control lest Emmett make fun of you again. You sat down in the chair Carlisle set aside for you and fidgeted. You could see Edward was holding back a smile. 

“I hear a single chuckle out of you and every single relationship privileged you have shall be revoked indefinitely.” You growled at him. He pursed his lips and grabbed your hand, pressing a soft kiss to it. 

“Wouldn’t dream of it.” Edward said. Carlisle walked over then, holding some antiseptic and the dreaded needle. “Hey, look at me.” Edward said, tilting your chin towards him, “It’s okay love, just look at me.” 

“Don’t worry (y/n),” Carlisle said, “I have a very steady hand and it will be over before you know it.” 

You could smell the antiseptic as Carlisle wiped down the spot on your arm and you let out a shaky breath. Edward leaned forward and pressed his lips to your temple, rubbing a cold hand up and down your arm. 

“Just focus on my voice (y/n),” Edward said soft, “Just a second and it will be all over and then we can do whatever you want to do for the rest of the day.” 

You let the hypnotic lull of Edward’s voice sooth you, to the point where you barely registered the slight pinch of the needle. 

“There, all done.” Carlisle said he smoothed a band aid over the area. Edward moved back and you blinked a few times before you glanced at your arm.

“Really? Your done?” You said incredulously. 

Carlisle smiled, “Yep, that’s your flu shot for the year. I’ll have to give you another one next year if you’re still human.” 

You grinned at him and gave him a quick hug in thanks before hopping down from the chair.

“All the more incentive for you to change me then, Edward.” 

My Fair Warrior: An ACOTAR Modern AU, Part 1

Setting: Russia, 2020

Summary:  Private Feyre Archeron is now a prisoner of war in the Ural Mountains along with her boyfriend, Captain Tamlin Springer (son of the U.S. Secretary of Defense); his best friend, First Lieutenant Lucien Fallbrook; and tech millionaire-turned-traitor Rhysand Knight. Facing death, she must put her life in the hands of those she barely trusts.

Ship: N/A

Rating: T

Word Count: 2,345

A/N: Part 1 of my Modern ACOTAR AU. Some lines come directly from ACOTAR and belong to Sarah J. Maas. 

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Auston Matthews - Sick Day

(A/N: I’m so sorry for the long waits guys. I have 14 requests going right now and can only write on the weekends. School always, always comes first.)

Warnings: mentions of being sick/throwing up

Originally posted by calgaryinferno

You woke up to the distinct sound of gagging and throwing up coming from the bathroom. With a groan of annoyance, you walked in to find your boyfriend’s head shoved in a toilet bowl as he threw up again.

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Flu Season ( male summoner x Alfonse oneshot )

// This is my first Kiralfonse oneshot so I hope it’s ok. I got this idea because flu season is around right know and how the 3 heroes would handle their summoner getting sick with another worldly illness. This is dedicated to @sarai377 because her oneshots got me into this ship, Naga bless you girl! //

It was a cool crisp February morning in Askr. The sun peeked through the curtains of Kiran’s room in the castle, hitting the summoners face as it roes him from his deep slumber. He let out a groan and pulled the covers over his head, hoping to get a few more minutes of sleep. Anna usually came and woke him up because with out an alarm he would usually sleep until noon which he loved to do on the weekend back home. It had been month since he was pulled from his world and so fare he loved it here. Kiran had always been into the medieval stuff so he didn’t mind changing his life style a bit. A knock then sounded at the door and he heard the sound of Anna’s voice. “Come on Kiran time to get up, breakfast will be ready in a few minutes!” She said. “Ok, ok i’m up.” He called to let her know he was awake. He heard a satisfied sound from the other side of the door then footsteps leading away. He let out a sigh and sat up, stretching his arms above his head and slid out of bed. But as soon as he stood up a wave of dizziness struck him and he stumbled. He let out a shaky breath and grabbed onto the bed post to keep from falling over.

 “Wow…” He mumbled holding his head as a headache started to make itself known. He shook his head and made his way to the bathroom to wash up before getting dressed and heading to the dinning room to meet the others for breakfast. As he walked he realized just how tired he still felt, his body aching too even though they didn’t have a battle the day before. He walked into the dinning room to see the royal siblings, Anna, and the few Hero’s he had summoned so far. “Good morning Kiran!” Sharena smiled as Kiran sat down next to her. “Morning.” he yawned and she giggled. “You still tired? Didn’t you turn in early last night.” She asked and the albino nodded. “Ya I just feel really out of it this morning.” He mumbled and rubbed his head, still trying to get ride of his headache. “Well i’m sure you’ll wake up once you get something to eat.” Anna said and Kiran nodded. As he put some fruit into a bole his glanced over at Alfonse who seems to be in deep though. “You ok Alfonse?“ He asked and the prince blinked and looked up at the smaller male. “Hm? Oh yes I’m fine just thinking is all.” The prince smiled lightly at the summoner. Kiran raised a brow not buying it but he let the prince be. “Ok whatever dude.” He said popping a Grape into his mouth and the prince rolled his eye’s with a smile.

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How to make your flu shot hurt less

1. Relax the muscles in your arm before they shoot you. The whole rest of your body can be tense, but relax that arm. (Srsly I thought this was common knowledge but apparently it isn’t).

2. Don’t watch the needle coming at you.

3. Don’t be a weenie.