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Hi! You can call me Zero and basically this is my blog where I am going to keep the emeto stuff I like
I am 20 and I use he/they
MINORS DNI
sequel to this fic
[this is p*rn just fyi.]
"Jesus, you look awful," Brian says when he comes in the door. "Are you okay?"
Tim shrugs and shakes his head. "Got really sick on the way home," he mumbles, tossing his keys on the counter and shuffling over to the couch. "You probably shouldn't be near me, I dunno if it's contagious."
when the slender sickness is sicknessing
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Guys I feel so sick rn I tried chugging some soda but it just won't come up
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1.Who gets sick more easily, and who has the impenetrable immune system?
2, Who tries to hide their illness, and who tells everyone how miserable they feel?
3. Who pukes all over their shoes/car/date and who makes it to a trash can/toilet?
4.Who is careful about containing their germs, and who spreads them to everyone else?
5. Who collapses into bed at the first feverish shiver, and who stubbornly ignores the illness until they truly can’t any more ?
6. Who gets clingy when they’re sick, and who can’t stand to be touched?
7. Who pukes when they see/smell something gross, and who has an iron stomach?
8. Who gets nauseous on amusement park rides, and who hops on the biggest rollercoaster in the park?
9. Who gets sick when they’re anxious, and who’s the chill one?
10. Who’s the better caretaker, and who won’t go anywhere near the sickie?
Doing this for Bloodymary because why not lmao
Grace gets sick from motion more easily than Simon, but I think Simon probably has a worse immune system on account of the radiation
Simon tried to hide it from everyone, Grace wouldn't tell anyone else openly but will absolutely tell Simon he's feeling sick and ask for cuddles
Grace has more practice since I think he pukes more overall so I think he'd be able to make it. It hits Simon hard and fast sometimes and he doesn't always have time to react
I feel like they'd both be careful with their germs bc they don't want the other to get sick
Okay here's the thing, I know Grace is a workaholic and Simon would refuse to show weakness in front of him at first so I believe they'd both try and avoid staying in bed as much as possible
Grace gets more cuddly, Simon feels worse if anyone touches his stomach so Grace will just play with his hair
Grace definitely pukes more easily (he gags watching Rocky eat the first time) and Simon is more likely to hold it together
Grace gets very motion sick so he's the designated bag holder. Simon is used to being in space so Gforce wouldn't bother him as much I think
Simon is more likely to feel nauseous from a panic attack I think. Grace has a sensitive stomach but I don't think anxiety would especially trigger it for him (I just pictured Simon bolting awake after an awful nightmare and before Grace can even finish asking if he's okay, he's heaving over the side of the bed)
Grace is a good caretaker, he's used to it. Simon feels like he doesn't know what he's doing even though he's fine lol
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Guhhdfjjffb OMGGG I love your art sm!! May I pretty please see more of Grace losing his lunch..?
-phm anon
TY PHM ANON!! 💝
Cut for pukies cus I put main fandom tag ↓
If you are still taking requests.. please a Ryland Grace..?
-phm anon
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Made a lil one shot based off this cus I can't stop staring at it ↓
“Grace help Rocky find the-”
Rocky tumbled into the bunk room to ask Grace a question, his shock cutting off his sentence as he sees his friend hunched over, kneeling on the floor. This is a human expression he has yet to see, Grace's eyebrows knitted upwards, his heart pumping fast, drool dripping from the corner of his mouth.
“Is Grace ok, question? Grace hurt, question??”
Despite his mild disgust in seeing the space blob leak once again, he rolls his geometric bubble closer, the sides clunking against the floor with a slight echo as he moves. Grace looks up, blinking a few times as he struggles to focus his eyes.
“Hhmmrp... mh... I- I just.. don't feel good, Rock… I'm gonna be ok- hhgrk-”
Sweat cements his messy hair to his forehead as he struggles to speak through soft burps and gags, he needs to get to the bathroom, but he just can't muster the energy. His stomach is turning, his head light and dizzy, ever since he ran out of rations he's been eating taumoeba, which barely meets his nutrition needs.
“Grace in pain, question? What happened to Grace, question?”
Rocky stays persistent with his concerned barrage of questions, tapping his feet impatiently against the floor as he watches Grace close his eyes and take deep breaths. He's quiet, likely focusing on not losing whatever sustenance is in his stomach.
“Hmnn- hLLGk! Uuulp..”
Grace loses the battle with a strong retch that sends a torrent of watery vomit splashing against Rocky's xenonite barrier, the yellowish liquid dripping down the surface and pooling on the floor.
“♪♫♪♪- GRACE DISGUUUST! ”
Rocky spits out an unidentified word, presumably an Eridian curse, before stumbling backwards, leaving a trail of puke in his haste to escape the biological flood. He watches from a safe distance, still concerned, his carapace pressed up to the side of his container.
“Mmngh… hhnGgRK..”
Another weaker wave of vomit forces its way up Graces throat, splattering into the growing puddle on the ships floor. There goes his meal for the day. He spits and wipes his mouth with the back of his hand, slowly turning around and crawling back into his cot to pass out, the taste of bile in his mouth the least of his worries.
nice emeto surprise in the movie theater today