turn your head and cough

sick days { hamilsquad x reader }

{poly relationship featured. enjoy :) }

You had just gotten out of your last class at Colombia. You couldn’t stop coughing and your head was spinning. Clumsily, you reached for your phone in your pocket. You tiredly scrolled through your contacts and finally landed on one.The only boy you knew that would be home would be Lafayette so you called his phone and headed out towards the front of the college.

“Mon ange, how are you?” He said sweetly, and your heart warmed at the sound of his voice. You missed him dearly. You missed all of the boys dearly.

“C-Can you pick me up?” You asked softly, rubbing your forehead slightly.

“Once more. I couldn’t quite hear you.”

Instead of speaking up, you ended up coughing. You tried to turn your head away from the phone, but your coughs were loud enough so Lafayette still heard you. He pouted as he stood in the kitchen, phone pressed to his ear. He reached for the keys to his car and waited for you to speak up.

“I don’t feel good, L-Laf.” You said, voice sad and desperate.

“I’m coming. Where are you?”

“Just in front of the school.” You said, looking around a bit. “And I’m not missing any classes so please don’t be upset.”

“No, no, no. Never. Non. You’ll stay with me until the other boys come home. I’m coming, mon ange. Don’t worry and don’t move.”

“Thanks, Laf.”

As you waited near the steps at the front, you saw one of your boyfriends jog past you. Laurens gave you a big smile and you managed one back. He looked really cute today, and you couldn’t deny his cute face full of freckles. He looked really cozy today. It must have been the flannel he was wearing.

“Hey, baby.” He kissed your cheek softly. “You have a good day?”

“I’m just not feeling too good.” You admitted and John pouted.

“Aww. C'mere.” He pulled you into his arms and let you rest your head on his chest. While you did so, he felt your forehead. “You’re cold.” He frowned. “Who are you waiting for out here?” He already started to take off his plaid flannel gave it to you. He held your backpack for you so you could put it on.

“L-Laf said he’d pick me up.” You smiled a little as John hummed.

“I’ll wait with you then.”

“You have to go, don’t you?” You gave him a worried look. He rubbed your shoulders and you tightened your grip on his torso.

“Not until one. Franklin doesn’t do tardies, so you’re stuck with me.” He rocked you gently back and forth. “Plus, you’re way cuter than that old man.”

You giggled and Laurens continued to talk to you as he held you until you saw Lafayette pull up in his car. Laurens held your hand and walked you down to Lafayette’s car, opening the front seat and helping you inside as you burst into a fit of coughs. He threw your backpack in the back seat.

“You don’t sound good, mon ange.” Lafayette pouted as you buckled your seat belt. “Hi, Johnny.”

“Hi Laf. See you in a bit yeah?” John smiled, cheeks a little pink. “Take care, baby girl.” John kissed your head and then reached over you to squeeze Lafayette’s hand. “Bye you two.”

Lafayette blew him a kiss, let John’s hand go, and watched him go. He then looked to you briefly before driving ahead. “Do you feel any better, mon petit?”

You shook your head and he took your hand. Upon doing this, he turned the heater up a bit and rolled the windows back up. He held your hand the entire drive and let you sleep eventually.

You woke up and found yourself back in the apartment that you shared with the boys. You were on the couch wrapped up in a ton of blankets and unable to move. This was all Lafayette; you knew this for certain. He was probably the most thoughtful of all of your boyfriends and was always making sure everyone was okay. You felt warmer but your throat felt so dry. It hurt to talk.

“L-Laf?” You said, voice shaking horribly. You struggled to sit up, but someone came behind you and helped you sit up gently. You looked around, startled at the sudden touch, but Hercules came into your view.

“Hey, princess.” Hercules said softly, kissing your temple and rubbing your tense shoulders slightly. You finally relaxed, giving him a small smile. “Laf’s in the shower. Is there anything I can get you?”

“I just want you close.” You pouted. “But -” you broke out into more coughs and Hercules rubbed your back, heart hurting at the sight of you. “I don’t want you sick.”

He smiled sadly and took your hand. “Let’s take your medicine, and then we can snuggle. Okay?”

You nodded and he went to get your medicine from the kitchen. He eventually came back with your pills, a small bottle with your cough medicine, and a water bottle for you. He helped you get your arms free from your tight cocoon of blankets and you took your first spoonful of cough medicine. Coughing at the taste, you shakily held the water bottle and took a swig to make the medicine easier to swallow. Hercules took the bottle from you after you swallowed the disgusting liquid and let you lean your head on his shoulder. You wanted to gag, whimpering slightly.

“I know it’s gross, sweetie, but it helps.” He said softly. “You want to rest some more? You seem tired.” He stroked your hair gently and you sighed.

“I’ve already slept so long,” you mumbled. “Where’s John and Alex?” You looked up at him, blinking heavily.

“They’ll be back in a little bit. You hungry? There’s some soup for you.”

You ate the soup tiredly. It was delicious really, but your hands kept shaking. Hercules fed you eventually and when you begrudgingly finished the entire bowl, he let you lay back down. Almost as if on cue, Lafayette came out of the shower, curly hair wet yet it was still tucked into a high bun. He was in gray sweats and a tight blue t-shirt, similar to Hercules who was in gray sweats and a white t-shirt. Alex and John came next through the door with grocery bags in their hands.

“Evening, my loves.” Alex said sweetly. “Where’s the little one?”

John poked Alex’s cheek. “Right here.”

“Hey!” Alex protested and laughed. You and Alex were the smallest in your relationship, but the boys still loved to tease Alex about his height. “Where’s the sick little one?”

“Here.” You said sadly, sniffing as you reached for the Kleenex in front of you. You blew your nose and got up to throw away the used tissue. You held the blankets tighter around you as you dragged your feet across the floor and reached the kitchen.

Alex frowned and came around to greet you as you stopped by the trash can. “Hi, darling. You still not feeling good?”

You shook your head and when he felt your forehead you leaned into his touch.

“You’re getting warmer. Let’s get a blanket off of you.” He said worriedly. “Are you that cold? Why three blankets? Goodness.” He chuckled as he slipped a heavy fleece one off you and folded it over his arm. “Is your temperature going up or down?”

You started to answer and as you did Laf came up to you. Lafayette was quick to stick the thermometer in your mouth and all of the boys agreed you looked cute with your messy hair, oversized blankets around your shoulders, and a little pout with the thermometer in your mouth.

It beeped after a while and John pulled it out of your mouth. “Going up. 102.3.“ John pecked your cheek as you grumbled. “Baby?”

“Mm?” You looked up at him sleepily.

“Let’s get you back on the couch. Snuggle up.”

You nodded and he led you over to the couch. You coughed along the way, but John eased you onto the couch and both he and Hercules were quick to make sure you were comfortable. You still snuggled up to Hercules, but Laurens was rubbing your back and holding your hand.

“Mon petit lion,” Lafayette cooed, kissing Alexander as he walked past him. “Are you going to be up late again?”

“Mmhmm.” Alex smiled as he helped Lafayette unload the groceries. Anything too tall for him to place he handed to the taller man. “So I can keep an eye on (Y/N) if you get tired.”

“Non. We all need the rest. Even you, Alex.”

“I’ll make sure he gets some sleep.” Laurens promised, looking back at Alexander. Alex shook his head and chuckled. His cheeks were slightly red though. If anyone could get Alex to sleep, it was Laurens.

“I got a paper due tomorrow, babe.”

You groaned, putting your head in your hands. “I’m going to have so much work to make up. Can you h-hand me the laptop? One of you?”

None of them moved and you looked around the room.

“Please? I-I have to do something so it doesn’t all pile up.”

The boys all responded differently, but overall disagreed with your desire to work. Laurens chuckled; Alexander shook his head. Lafayette pouted from the now fully stocked kitchen and Hercules shushed you gently.
“You’re not doing anything in this condition.” Hercules hugged you, wrapping his arms around your waist and kissing your head. You melted instantly and sighed as he gently massaged your aching back. You wanted to hate him for it, but you knew that each of the boys were simply concerned.

“It’s just a little cold, Herc,” You insisted. “I’ll be okay.”

John patted your knee gently and Lafayette rattled off in French, sounding very stern. You figured it was about you. Alexander conversed back with him and the two additional voices made your head spin. You shut your eyes tightly and took a deep breath. John noticed and took your hand.

“You got a headache, baby?” He asked softly.

You nodded and buried your face into his neck. “S-Sorry,” you whimpered, taking a deep breath and leaning your head on his shoulder. Your eyes were still closed. “I just felt a little dizzy.”

“No, no, no. No need to apologize.” John kissed your temple and let you bury your face further into him. “Just rest, baby. We got you now.”

“Take it easy, (y/n),” Hercules joined in too. “You’ve been working hard. It’s almost a good thing that you’re sick. You’re sleeping more.”

“Washington will give you an extension.” Alexander reassured you, opening up his own laptop and starting to work at the small kitchen table. Lafayette crossed the room with a cup of tea in his hands. He gave it to Hercules. He then began stroking your hair and feeling your forehead yet again.

“He’s the only one I’d be worried about convincing.”

“Please rest, ma cherie. If you feel better in the morning, I’ll drive you to your classes. Until then, you rest, okay?” Lafayette pleaded, giving you his best puppy dog eyes and succeeding in making your heart flutter. You only opened your eyes to see him, and from the moment he looked upon you, you knew you were stuck. You couldn’t resist. “We all want you better, mon ange.”

Alex kept his distance, and you understood why. Sickness always made him anxious. He lost his mother to sickness so you understood his fear of getting sick too. You tried to keep away from him, but moments like these when you felt so terrible, just made you want to be near him. He could always cheer you up.

“Laf’s right, sweetheart.” Alex hummed, typing a little slower. “Don’t like you sick.”

“Means we can’t kiss you.” Laurens teased and you blushed, making all of the boys chuckle.

“O-Okay. I don’t want you getting sick either though.” You looked at Hercules then Laurens who were cuddled up with you.

“It’s okay, babe. Whatever you need.”

Lafayette pinched your cheek and cooed at you sweetly. “Mon little butterfly, all wrapped up like a …” He paused for the word. "Like you’re in a … ”

“Cocoon?” Hercules grinned.

“Oui!” Lafayette said, making all of you laugh a little more. “Merci. Ah, are the rest of you hungry?” He asked, already walking back to the kitchen.

“We’re okay, Laf. C'mere,” Herc looked back to get Lafayette’s attention. “You’ve been running all over the place too. Take a break.”

“Alex will be lonely, mi amour.” Lafayette pouted and sat beside Alex as he typed. “I’ll stay with him.” Alex acknowledged him with a tender kiss and then kept writing. Laurens shifted so you could rest your head on his lap and hopefully get some sleep. Herc gently propped your feet up so they were resting on his lap, and your eyes felt heavy. Herc hummed softly, holding John’s hand with his right hand and massaged your legs slightly with his free hand. Before you knew it, you were asleep again.

For bed, you still slept with the boys. You merely kept your distance a little. Sleep came harder.

You threw up. Twice to be exact. Alex was awake and heard you rush to the bathroom. He followed you in, rubbed your back, and held your hair has you let out some more. You coughed and dry heaved, tears at your eyes as your throat felt terrible, and Alexander whispered sweet nothings in your ear, rubbing your back and helping you stand when you were finished.

“A-Alex -”

“Shh, darling.” He said softly, rubbing your back and taking your hand. He sat you on the toilet seat and gave you the small trash can from the bathroom. “Just in case. I’ll get your medicine. You’re not going to classes today.”

You wanted to protest, but instead nodded weakly and felt tears roll down your cheeks.

“What, darling? What’s the matter?”

“I-It hurts.” You rubbed your throat and let out a sad cry.

Alex kissed the top of your head. “You’re going to be okay, honey. I know it’s scary throwing up. You’re okay. Open, please. You don’t feel as warm, but I have to check.”

He stuck the thermometer under your tongue and you waited for the results. Alex had already flushed the toilet and had you brush your teeth. You leaned on him the entire time and he patiently waited until you were finished. By then, John was awake, tiredly coming into the kitchen and looking at the two of you.

“I made Laf stay in bed. Herc is practically holding him down. You okay, princess?” He came beside you. You sat at a chair in the dining room now.

“Y-Yeah. I just threw up, Johnny,” you said shakily.

“It’s good because maybe you got the bug out of your system.” He stroked
your hair.

Still, you nodded, wiping away your tears and swallowing slightly. Alex came back with your medicine and a row of crackers.

“You were supposed to be asleep hours ago.” John grumbled, glaring at Alexander. While it was dimly lit in the small kitchen, Laurens frustration was clear as day.

For once, Alex didn’t fight. Maybe because you were there and looking up at him so sadly. Maybe it was just John. Whatever it was, Alexander apologized softly and then both boys turned their attention back to you.

“You think you’re going to throw up again?” Alex asked, handing you two saltine crackers. They tasted like cardboard, but you knew you could keep them down. John made sure you finished both and Alex gave you some more to nibble on.

“No.” You said softly. “I feel okay.”

“Take your medicine, baby, and drink all the water.” Alex said, opening the bottle for you with a little yawn. “Your fever is going down a bit.”

“That’s good. And we can go back to sleep, okay?” John asked you sweetly.

You nodded and he kissed your cheek. “’M sorry. I hate to see you like this.”

“It’s o-okay.” You swallowed the pills that Alex left on the table. Once you were ready, he handed you the little cup of cough medicine that you hated. “Thank you for taking care of me.”

“Mmhmm.” Alex cleaned up after you and put all of your medicine back in the little cabinet. Laurens helped you stand to your feet and for a moment, you just clung onto him. Alex rubbed your back and kissed your head. “You okay, (Y/N)? Dizzy?”

You nodded and eventually pulled away from Laurens. “Just got up too fast.”

All of you walked back to your bedroom and slept on the two beds that you pushed together to make one large one. You were sleeping on the edge in case you had to throw up again. Alex crawled into bed and fit himself in between Laurens and Herc. Sleep came easy for all of you.

By the end of the week, you felt better. You slept a lot, took your medicine, and eventually the cold left you. The boys were happy to see your cheery little self back, and were thankful that they didn’t have to worry about you anymore. Their sunshine was back to normal.

Perfect Date

Author: Mikala
Characters: Natasha Romanoff x Reader
Word Count: Approx. 2,800
Warnings: Probably swearing. Talk of injury and blood. 
Author’s Note: Hey, guys! Here’s a (mostly) fluffy Nat fic! Hope y’all like it! Feedback is appreciated.

Originally posted by greenahrrow

Reader’s POV

“Y/N? Y/N? Where the hell are you?” You vaguely recognized your name being called; but it sounded off to you, too close. It took you a moment to realize it was being spoken directly into your ear. You coughed, then turned your head to the side to spit out the blood that came with it. The pavement was rough on your cheek. You heard your name again, a voice that almost sounded frantic, and you finally pegged it to be Natasha. You looked back up at the sky above you before answering.

“Hey, Romanoff.” You paused for a second after speaking, hearing a sigh of relief from her. “Can’t you ever take me on a date where we don’t end up covered in blood?” Your question made Natasha laugh, a sound of relief that came from your earpiece and vibrated through your skull. It was out of place among the shouts and gunshots that echoed through the air.  

“Wouldn’t be much of a date then, in my opinion,” she answered, and you could practically hear the smirk on her face. You had no idea where she was, but you hoped she was close. “Where are you? Are you hurt?” She asked.

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dyianklebold  asked:

Taking care of Dylan bc poor baby is sick with a cold please! ❤

“Hello?” you hear Dylan’s voice on the other end. “Hi, Dyl,” you smile, “Do you want to do something tonight?” He sighs, “I’m not feeling tho good, baby,” he mumbles and you realize how congested he sounds. “Oh, baby,” you pout, “Let me come take care of you.” “No, I don’t want to to have to deal with me,” he sneezes.” “I’ll be right there,” you say softly, “Stay in bed, okay?” “I wish you’d thay that to me all the time,” he lets out a half-hearted laugh that turns into coughing. You shake your head with a small smile, “I’ll see you soon.” “Okay,” he mumbles, both of you hanging up.

You arrive at Dylan’s house with a quart of chicken noodle soup, some magazines, a little stuffed animal, and some Tarantino movies. Sue answers the door and she breaks into a grin when she sees you, “Hi, y/n.” “Hi, Mrs. Klebold,” you smile, “I’m sure you’ve taken better care of Dylan than anyone ever could, but I thought I’d stop by and help.” She smiles more, “That is so sweet. Come in, honey. He’s in the living room.” You walk into the living room and you let out a soft “Aw,” at how adorable Dylan looks. He’s practically wrapped up like a burrito in his blanket with six pillows and he’s hugging his stuffed koala. “Hi, baby,” you say softly. He looks at you in surprise and stuffs the koala under the blanket hurriedly, “Hey.” You walk over and pout as you sit next to him, resting the back of your hand on his forehead, “Oh, Dyl…” You lean down for a kiss and he turns away, coughing, “Don’t, I don’t want to get you sick.” You sigh, “I thought I told you to stay in bed,” you say in a fake stern voice. “I got bored,” he whines softly. “Well good, because I brought you movies,” you smile, putting the bag next to him. “What’s all thith?” he grins.

As Dylan looks through the bag, mumbling, “Y/n, you didn’t have to do all thith,”, you reach into the blanket and pull out the koala. He watches you with an embarrassed smile as you lean down to kiss his forehead and put the koala in his arms again. He happily takes out the other stuffed animal and cuddles with both of them, sneezing a couple times. The two of you talk quietly for a while, eat some soup, and watch a couple movies, staying close together. “You’re thtill going to get thick being around me,” Dylan murmurs. You shake your head, “I don’t care, I just want to make you feel better.” He smiles, sniffing, “I’m going to thpoil you if you do.” You kiss his cheek and you end up falling asleep on the couch together. Sue walks in and smiles when she sees you, lowering the volume on the TV. She’s so glad Dylan’s found someone who cares about Dylan nearly as much as she does.

Sick Days

Warnings: Fluffffff
Characters: Sam and Dean Winchester, Sister Winchester Reader
Summary: Reader gets sick and her brothers taken care of her.
Readers Age: Any :-)
Word Count: 656

Y/N: Your Name

A/N: So I haven’t been feeling the best lately and needed some Winchester fluff so this was born! This is also to celebrate 80 followers whoo! Enjoy!

You woke up with a giant pounding in your head and your stomach turning, you groaned, then had a coughing attack. You coughed so loud that Dean came into your room,
“Y/N? You okay?” Dean asked while closing your door behind him, you shook your head from side to side and moaned. Dean put his hand on your forehead, “You’re burning up Chipmunk.” Dean informed you, “I’ll make you some soup and get you some aspirin alright?” You nodded.

“Y/N, wake up Sweetie.” A scruffy, but soft voice told you. You opened your eyes to see Dean putting soup, water and some pills on your nightstand. “You need to eat.” Dean told you, you once again moaned and rolled back over, pulling your blanket over your head.

“Y/N, I’m not asking c'mon Sweetie you have to eat.” Dean instructed while pulling your blanket back down and helping you sit up. “But I’m not hungry..” You whined, Dean sighed, “I don’t care, you have to get your strength back up.” Dean said, you did as you were told.

“I’ll be back in a little while to check on you, here’s your laptop and remote for the TV in case you get bored.” Dean said as he handed you the stuff, “Thanks De.” You responded as you took a spoonful of soup. “No problem.” Dean replied as he leaned in to kiss your head, then walked out of your room.

You were snuggled up in your blanket watching YouTube on your laptop when you heard a knock, “Y/N?” You rolled over to see Sam entering your room, “Hey, you feeling any better?” Sam asked as he placed the back of his hand on your forehead. You shook your head from side to side, “Yeah you’re still burning up, does your head still hurt?” Sam asked, you nodded. “Alright I’ll get you some more aspirin.” Sam told you as he headed out your room, you rolled back over and resumed watching your video.

…The Next Day…

You woke up feeling a little better, your stomach ache was gone but your head wanted to kill you. You groaned, then you heard a knock, “Hey, Bug you feeling any better?” Sam asked as he entered your room. “My stomach doesn’t hurt but my head is murdering me.” You replied, Sam chuckled, “More aspirin for you it is.” Sam responded as he turned around to leave, “S'mmy?” You asked.

Sam turned around, “Yeah?” He responded, “Can you stay in here with me? I’m getting bored being in here alone.” You replied puppy dog eyes activated, Sam smiled, “Sure, scoot over.” You did as you were told. You let Sam get situated and then snuggled close to him, your head on his chest and his arm drapped onto your shoulders. You fell asleep to the sound of his heartbeat.

…The Next Day…

You woke up, you felt a little better but you were still convinced your head was trying to kill you. You once again heard a knock on your door, “Chipmunk?” Dean entered your room, “How you feeling?” Dean asked as he placed the back of his hand on your forehead. You mumbled the words, “My head.” Dean frowned, “Sorry you aren’t feeling that much better Sweetie.” Dean apologized, “S'not your fault.” You mumbled. Dean smiled, “Alright I’ll check in later.”

Before he could leave you spoke up, “De?” Dean turned around, “Can you please stay in here with me?” You asked puppy dog eyes once again activated. Dean chuckled before nodding, you moved over and Dean slid in under the blankets, you then moved over to him and placed your head on his chest and he laid his arm on your shoulder. You fell asleep to the sound of his heartbeat.

I hope y'all like this one! I’m open for tips on improving!

  • Genesis Rhapsodos: Oh!... oh, this is all my fault...
  • Zack Fair: Why, what's wrong?
  • Genesis: Angeal's hurt!
  • Zack: Angeal's hurt? Angeal's HURT? Oh, no, Angeal's gonna die!
  • Angeal Hewley: Zack, I'm okay!
  • Zack: You can't do this to me, Angeal, I'm too young for you to die! Keep your feet elevated! Turn your head and cough! Does anybody know the Heimlich...?
  • Genesis: Zack, calm down! If you want to help Angeal, go into the forest and look for a blue flower with red thorns.
  • Zack: Blue flower, red thorns! Okay, I got it! Blue flower, red thorns! Blue flower, red thorns! Don't die, Angeal, and if you see any long tunnels, stay away from the light!
  • Angeal: ZACK!
  • Zack: Okay, okay. Blue flower, red thorns! Blue flower, red thorns! [Zack runs off]
  • Angeal: What're the flowers for?
  • Genesis: For getting rid of Zack.
Shrek Sentence Meme
  • "This is one of those drop it, and leave it alone things."
  • "Oh come on."
  • "So, when an ogre in the bush grabs a lady by the tush, that's bad."
  • "I'm too young for you to die!"
  • "Man this would be so much easier if I wasn't colorblind."
  • "People take one look at me and think, argh, help, run."
  • "CAKE! Everybody loves cake. Cakes have layers."
  • "I see it, there.. that big shadowy one right there."
  • "What's that? It's hideous."
  • "Yeah, it's getting him to shut up that's the trick!"
  • "Who'd wanna live in a place like that?"
  • "Man that was annoying."
  • "No, it's one of those drop-it-and-leave-it-alone things."
  • "Turn your head and cough!"
  • "I'll find those stairs. I'll whip their butt, too. Those stairs won't know which way they're going... take drastic steps, kick it to the curb. Don't mess wit' me. I'm the Stair Master. I've mastered the stairs. I wish I had a step right here, right now, I'd step all over it..."
  • "You're so wrapped up in layers onion boy, you're afraid of your own feelings!"
  • "It's amazing what you've done with such a modest boulder.. That is a nice boulder."
  • "Well, I have to save my ass."
  • "We can stay up late, swapping manly stories, and in the morning, I'm making waffles!"
  • "He huffed, and he puffed, and he... signed an eviction notice."
  • "Hey what's your problem, what you got against the whole world anyway?"
  • "Oh, that's funny. Oh. Oh. I can't breathe. I can't breathe."
  • "I don't care what everybody likes!"
  • "You're a monster."
  • "Oh, you were expecting Prince Charming?"
  • "Two things okay? Shut. Up."
  • "Can I stay with you? Please?"
  • "Please! I don't wanna go back there, you don't know what it's like to be treated as a freak!"
  • "I can't feel my toes!"
  • "I don't have any toes!"
  • "There's an arrow in your butt!"
  • "I think I need a hug!"
  • "I was hoping this would be a happy ending..."
Signs as Shrek quotes
  • Aries: I'll find those stairs. I'll whip their butt, too. Those stairs won't know which way they're going... take drastic steps, kick it to the curb. Don't mess wit' me.
  • Taurus: We can stay up late, swapping manly stories, and in the morning, I'm making waffles!
  • Gemini: For your information, there's a lot more to ogres than people think.
  • Cancer: You cut me deep, Shrek. You cut me very deep just now... You know what, Shrek? I think this whole wall thing is to keep somebody out!
  • Leo: You can't do this to me, Shrek, I'm too young for you to die! Keep your feet elevated! Turn your head and cough! Does anybody know the Heimlich...?
  • Virgo: The line, the line you gotta wait for: the priest's gonna say "Speak now or forever hold your piece", and you rush in and say "I object!"
  • Libra: NO! Not the buttons! Not my gumdrop buttons!
  • Scorpio: I live in a swamp! I put up signs! I'm a terrifying ogre! What do I have to do to get a little privacy?
  • Sagittarius: All right, nobody move! I've got a dragon and I'm not afraid to use it! I'm a donkey on the edge!
  • Capricorn: Now really, it's rude enough being alive when no one wants you, but showing up uninvited to a wedding?
  • Aquarius: That's right, fool! Now I'm a flying talking donkey! You might have seen a housefly, maybe even a superfly, but I bet you ain't never seen a donkeyfly! Ha, ha!
  • Pisces: I just know, before this is over, I'm gonna need a whole lot of serious therapy. Look at my eye twitchin'.
The Signs As Irritating Things Humans Do
  • Aries: "I'm not racist, but..." or "No offense or anything, but..."
  • Taurus: People that shove their fingers/your borrowed pens/basically anything in their mouths. Like wtf.
  • Gemini: People who listen to their music that's blaring from their headphones
  • Cancer: Babies that cry in public places (PLANES, THEATERS, BUSES)
  • Leo: That one person that always just HAS to have some of what you're eating/drinking. "Just one sip!"
  • Virgo: People who only turn their heads when they cough/sneeze. Use your damn arm or a tissue! Ew!
  • Libra: Those people who always borrow your things and never return them. Ever.
  • Scorpio: That one person that always sits right next to you when there's PLENTY OF OTHER SEATS
  • Sagittarius: Just traffic and bad drivers in general. Why.
  • Capricorn: That friend/partner that steals the sheets in the middle of the night and leave you shivering
  • Aquarius: Those people who need deodorant but never seem to wear it. Bruh.
  • Pisces: People who loudly drum their nails/fingers on surfaces
Zayn Malik

The can of spray paint was lodged between your hand and fingers. Your forefinger ready to press down and spray the paint on the wall. The room was painted in different greens, blues, yellows, and black had outlined the shapes and drawings he’d done when he was bored. He had his back turned to you, his arm up high as he painted a strip of red paint down the outlined areas. His back muscles tensing under his skin, showing from his tank top. 

You looked at the white area of the wall you were meant to be painting, the smell of paint ran through the room. You heard Zayn cough lightly, causing you to turn your head.

“You okay there? Need some ideas?” He wondered, as you shook your head. He nodded lightly, putting his brush down in the tray of paint. “What’s wrong? You’ve been awfully distant since you showed up… Are you still mad that I ate that cookie?” He chuckled, as you gave him a soft giggle, your lips curving into a smile.

“No.. No.. It’s just, how does Perrie feel about this? I know I’m not one she liked you hanging around with..” You started, as Zayn shook his head. His feet shuffling over the carpet, to stand beside you. “I mean… Does she know I’m here with you now?” You wondered, as he shook his head again. Perrie had never felt comfortable around you. She was never horrible to you; goodness no. You were Zayn’s best friend. You were happy for them. She had no reason to be horrible. She just felt awkward. You had been best friends with Zayn throughout your whole teenage years, so you knew how he worked.

“She hasn’t a clue I’m with you… But don’t you worry your pretty little mind about her. She’s not in the picture right now” He smiled, as you looked to him. Your eyebrows furrowed, and eyes giving him a puzzled look. “I mean, she broke it off with me..” Zayn whispered, as your eyes widened.

“What the heck? Why on earth did she do that, Z?” You whispered, as his head turned down, his eyes focused on the carpet. “Zayn? What did she say the reason was?”


“Me? What have I got to do with it? I never done anything..” You stated, confused and a little upset. What could you have done to break them up? Your mind racked for ideas, but nothing obvious was coming through. 

“She knows that I like- no. She knows I love you. I tried my hardest to keep them deep down, but you’re my best friend and I couldn’t stop seeing you. I love hanging out with you, and they grew. I found it hard to keep them below level, and she found out…” Zayn whispered, as you took a seat on the leather sofa, beneath the window. “I didn’t want her to find out, love. But she sussed it out” He whispered, as you covered your face with your hands.

“Zayn… How can you even compare me to her? She’s amazing. She’s famous and in the limelight. It’s perfect for your lifestyle. I’m just your best friend. Simple and plain. I’m nothing special.. You need to get Perrie back, Z” You stated, as he crouched down in front of you.

“Love, it’s you. I want you. I don’t want to get her back. I want you. It’s always been you. I’ve always had those feelings for you. I want you…” He stated, his fingers curling around your wrists. “Please, love… I love you”

“Zayn… You can’t. I- She’ll hate me. She isn’t comfortable with me now, as it is” You whispered, as he placed his forehead against your knee. “Zayn, I can’t be the one labelled as your relationship breaker. I don’t want to be hated by your fans. They loved you both together” You admitted, as he shook his head.

“Just… Give me a chance, yeah? To show you it isn’t as bad as you think” He smiled, as he pressed a kiss to your knuckles. “I want to show you the world, yeah? I’ve loved you for god knows how many years. Perrie was a distraction” He stated, as you ran your fingers through his hair.

“Fine… Show me the world, Malik” You grinned, as he smiled up at you. His teeth glinting under the bright light of his graffiti room.

* *

His glass clinked to yours as the wine inside sloshed about. It was year since he’d asked you out, and he longed to celebrate that day. He wanted you to know that the day you become a couple, was the best day of his life. And that celebrating the anniversary was important. The restaurant was full of chatter, and laughter, as well as scraping knives and forks on the china plates. Your eyes looked around at the people sitting around you, a smile on your lips.

“Are you glad you gave me a chance, then” He wondered, as you smiled softly at him, nodding lightly as you took a sip of the wine from your glass. He took a sip from his own glass, his eyes watching intently as you moved to put it on the table. “I’m glad you gave me a chance. We’re pretty rocking together, eh?” He chuckled, as you kicked his shin softly under the table. 

“I agree…” You giggled, as he took your hand over the table. “I mean, I worried. Your lifestyle is crazy, and it worried me that we weren’t going to make it. There were times when things got crazy hectic, but you pulled me through it” You grinned, squeezing his hand. 


Your head turned to the female voice from behind you, a smile on her lips as she walked to the table. Perrie. “Zayn, hi. Oh god. It’s been some time, hasn’t it?” She stated, as he looked at you, a small smile on his lips.

“Hey, Perrie. How are you?” He started, as she nodded lightly, her eyes trained on you. “Who are you here with, hmm?”

She looked over her shoulder, the 3 of her band mates getting into a booth by the window. “Just Jesy, Leigh and Jade… We’ve been in the studio most of the day. Writing the 4th album” She smiled, as she turned to you. “Hi, love. How are you doing?” She asked, as she sent a soft smile your way. 

“Hi, Perrie… I’m good, how are you doing?” You asked, as she nodded. 

“I’m good, thank you” She smiled, as Zayn looked over at her. 

“Not to be horrible, Perrie… But why have you come over? We’re just about to head off” He stated, as she nodded softly, a smile on her lips. “I hope it’s not to cause trouble.. Because we’ve had a nice day today” He said, as you gave his hand a tight squeeze.

“I just wanted to congratulate the two of you. I’m happy for you Zayn. It would have been wrong of me to continue being with me, when your heart was set here. You guys are great together, and I got in the way. And I’m sorry. I’m happy for the two of you, yeah?” She smiled, as Zayn sent a nod to her. You looked down, your hand playing with the hem of your t-shirt. “I’ll leave you both now. I’ll see you around. I really don’t want anything to be awkward between the three of us” She stated, as she went to turn away.

“Perrie…?” You whispered, her head turning to look at you. “Thank you…”

“You’re welcome. You should feel lucky. Zayn’s a great guy” She smiled, as you slipped your hand from Zayn’s. “Anyway, have a good evening. We’ll have to catch up or something. Wish you the best” She smiled, as she headed to her table. You turned your head to Zayn, a raised eyebrow look on his face. 

“Well… That was… Weird” He whispered, as you giggled lightly. “Now, let’s get out of here. I have some stuff to show you. I figured as well, that we could take a walk through the park. We’ve not done that in a while” He smiled, as he pushed his chair from the table, his legs straightening as he stood up. He maneuvered around the table, pulling your chair and taking your hand to help you up. 

* * 

“Today was great, Zayn. Thank you so much” You smiled, as he cuddled you close to his chest. His heartbeat was easily heard from his chest, as your ear rested against his flushed, tanned skin. “You’re pretty great. I’m glad you wanted me. Who knows what would have happened to us right now…” You whispered, your warm breath fanning his bare torso.

“Well… I would have got you either way. I love you. No one can change that, babe. I’m with you, for as long as we can last. I’ll marry you, we’ll have babies, and we’ll be a pretty gorgeous family” He chuckled, as you nuzzled deep into his side. “We’ll have that happy ending we both want.. I promise…”


So I’ve decided you humans have the weirdest holidays. Tomorrow little kids will dress up as someone or something else and go door to door begging for candy. Adult humans will dress up as well, then go out and party. 

Now as my human loves to dress me up for any occasion she pretty much had a field day dressing me up. Now she is making me pick on of the costumes to wear and I am having a hard time with it so I was thinking you guys could help me out.

First off is Marty McFly when he went into the far future of 2015.

Next is Dipper from Gravity Falls

Mickey Mouse from Epic Mickey

I’m a test subject I hope I don’t die!

May I take your luggage while you stay at the Hollywood Tower Hotel?

Now turn you head and cough.

Put your hands where I can see them!

Bowties are cool!

The Phantom of the opera is there inside your mind!

I’m never growing up!

Gotta catch them all!

I’m a fangirl, “Look It’s Wheatley!”

Tell me, in the tags, which costume you think I should wear tomorrow! 

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