I write sickfics, occasionally I may write vore or gas related fics but everything will be tagged appropriately Not super active but may post here and there You can call me Milo Demisexual || She/Her
Hi so this is the first time I’ve ever asked ;-; so idk how this really works but I really enjoy your works and hope you continue what you’re doing. The question I have is more towards the creation of ocs in general. So I have been creating some ocs myself and I was just wondering, do u mind sharing what the process of creating an oc is for you? I’ve just been struggling for a bit to form a proper backstory or structure for my ocs and its just really confusing- Oshfodnfn sorry if this is a difficult question to answer I’ve literally never done this before and omg I wrote a lot sorry again! But sending lots of love to you and i hope you have a great day! ❤️❤️
Awwe this is super sweet thank you nonny and I am so sorry this has taken me incredibly long to answer back to and I am even more sorry that Im probably not the most helpful with this question but I will try my best, for me I usually just create my ocs starting with either what they look like or I think of a specific kink type scene that I would like to write out and it usually gives me at least a bit of personality to work off of so I can begin thinking of backstory and such.
I think a good thing to remember is that they don’t have to be absolutely perfect, humans arent perfect so of course the characters written by them arent going to be either. So just remember to have fun with it, you dont want to create characters that you think specifically people will love but instead you want to create characters that you love and that you would like to write. What is a scene you want to see? What type of backstory do you want for them? What is your favorite kind of personality of character to read and what dynamic do you like having with them? Write and create them in a way that if you came across the writing yourself written by someone else you would absolutely love it.
My second or I guess third piece of advice is sometimes it is helpful to include pieces of yourself within each character. It could be something as simple as physical appearance or something as deep as idk like an insecurity you may have. Just stuff that would be easy for you to write and think up because you’ve experienced it yourself and it becomes a good way to vent sometimes or include yourself even slightly into characters and no one will ever know what you made up and what you got from yourself.
So yeah just have fun and thank you so much for this question ❤️
So this fic was a random ass very specific idea that I had absolutely no characters for so meet my random babes Noble and Princess Quintess, they live in a modern type world that’s still run by royalty and such but the thing is a plague broke out about five years ago and alot of the world has become overrun by zombies. Quintess’s kingdom is actually one of the last few to be affected by the plague, only the outskirting cities being affected so far well it seemed but we meet up with Quintess and her personal body guard Noble as they are on the run from the main city as zombies had just broken into the castle itself a week before and so Noble was given the mission of getting the King’s daughter, 22 year old Quintess, to safety in the last true remaining city in the world that is said to be completely zombie and plague proof. Will they make it? Who knows but Quintess is growing annoyed and even further stressed with their situation as the days pass by and she’s beginning to hate her quiet, stoic and very fuckin mysterious body guard..why the hell does he never take that damn mask off? Guess you’ll have to read to find out.
Content mention: Zombies, Blood lust/drinking, Vomit and descriptions of Vomit, Burping, Stomach growling, Yelling, Zombie like body decay, and a quick mention of a broken leg, Hunger
I’d also like to say if the format gets messed up it’s freaking tumblr and it wont let me fix it so terribly sorry about that. Also I dont have autocorrect on and write on my phone so there is most likely typos lmao
“Damn it! It’s fucking raining again! How the hell are we supposed to move on to the next city if we’re stuck in a janky ass basement motel where the only way we can see outside is through that tiny ass window near the cieling?!” Quintess was yelling as she stood on the bed for the ten millionth time that day to look out of her tiny window that allowed her to see approximately one foot maybe less in front of her with how short she is.
Noble on the other hand was sitting silently in the corner chair of the room as he had every day for the three days they had gotten stuck in the motel room due to acid rains that seemed to not ne stopping any time soon. He wasn’t complaing though, he really hated being forced to wak through the rains anyway with his condition but thankfully having the princess with him meant they had to stay put because she could not get hurt in any way. He did hate however that he was seeming to grow hungrier by the hour but they needed to ration out the money they did have for food service for Quintess so she could at least have a meal a day.
She tried giving him bites of course because she isn’t completely heartless but Noble would just shake his head every time and mumble out firmly, “You need everything you have.” and that would be the only thing he’d say even if she argued back, he would just stare at her until she finally gave in and just ate her food.
“Hey Nobel peace prize are you even listening??” Quintess’s annoyed tone suddenly broke through Noble’s wall of thoughts and he looked over at her.
“What’s wrong?” He asked, his voice deep and almost scratchy, showing how much he barely talks.
Instead of repeating, Quintess just rolled her eyes and plopped dramatically down onto the bed, “Great, Im stuck in hell with someone that doesn’t even speak and apparently doesn’t fuckin listen either!”
“I apologize..what had you said Miss Quinn?” Noble asked trying to sound genuinely apologetic but it still came out more monotone than anything.
“Uuuggghhh you’re so frustrating! I know you don’t actually care! You were paid to get me to safety and that is all you fucking care about! That’s all anyone cares about..money! Its all about-“ As Quintess berated him and shared on how frustrating it is to be looked at as nothing but money, Noble tried so hard to genuinely listen to her, he actually didn’t care about the money at all…despite how rude and sometimes childish she could be, he actually had grown quite fond of the young princess in the past six months he had been working for the family as her personal guard but it didn’t matter how much he cared and how much he tried to listen, his mind was distracted by a deep, ominous gurgling he could feel in his lower belly.
“This fucking hunger..” he thought to himself as his stomach seemed to cramp a bit causing his breath to hitch a bit but he was able to tear his attention away from it a moment later to go back to listening to Quintess.
“-You never even take that mask off, its so weird do you just think you look cool or something? It’s not like it will help with the plague considering it’s spread through biting,,” She was continuing to yell, completely lost in her own mind as she did so but this time it was her turn to have her attention suddenly shifted as a very loud, wet burp from Noble broke through over the sound of her own voice and so she immediately stopped and looked over at him confused and honestly slightly shocked.
“Did you just belch??” She asked in her same annoyed tone but surprisingly her expression softened slightly into one of more concern as she actually saw the state Noble seemed to suddenly be in.
He was leaned forward in his chair with his hand over the mask covering his mouth and his eyes were clenched shut as his other hand seemed to clutch at his belly a bit.
“Noble? Is something wrong?” Quintess asked, her voice finally breaking free from its annoyed tone and coming out far more caring for once. But it didn’t matter because she didn’t get an answer, well at least not a spoken answer.
The answer she received was Noble actually trying to get up to run to the bathroom but he didn’t make it anywhere as his leg seemed to snap under him, immediately taking him to the ground with a surprisingly calm groan of pain but Quintess however was not so calm and quite literally screamed when the snap of his bones filled the room and she was on her feet immediately at his side.
“Oh my god what’s happening?!” She yelled as she set her hands on him, trying to feel if he had the fever the plague always seemed to start with even though legs suddenly breaking never was a sign of it but as she touched him she realized he was like literal ice. It almost hurt to touch him he was so cold.
“Ah..princess…no go- go away I can’t..” but before he could get any other words out he turned onto his side slightly and gagged harshly into his mask and hand. A thick, greenish black liquid pouring out around them as he frantically tried to move away from Quintess but was getting absolutely no where as she tried to hold him in place and began reaching towards his mask.
“Quintess no.” His voice came out a growl as he felt her fingers touch his ear but his eyes went a deep, almost sparkling green as his stomach seemed to literally growl specifically at her for being so close which made him gag again and gave her the perfect moment to ignore his attempt at intimidation and she pushed his hand back and ripped the mask off, gasping at what she saw.
“Holy shit you’re a survivor!” She yelled as she saw the clear indication of quite literal, gray cracked skin across his cheek, his teeth being partially exposed but not so gruesomely as she had seen in some pictures of survivors, which are quite literally just people who did not die from the disease but instead they supposedly got better from it…with some supernatural like side effects though, “How the hell did you- Wait..wait father said survivors need blood like vampires or they need to eat a fuck ton to live, you haven’t been eating Noble! You’re dying?!”
Noble groaned much louder in response this time, trying to lay completely over onto his belly as she berated him with questions, “Princess please…go..get to safety, you’re not safe with me anymore..”
Quintess stopped talking as he said that, realizing he meant that she was only making him hungrier and in that moment she made probably the most..and honestly first ever..selfless decision in her life and she forced her wrist to his mouth while pulling his hair back.
“Take some…survivors can’t spread the plague anymore so it doesn’t matter just take it..” She said as calmly as she could but there was definitely a hint of shakey fear at the back of her words.
Noble on the other hand gasped, or rather almost hissed at her, “No Quintess! S-Stop I could kill you!” his eyes glowing so brightly green that it could be seen literally shining on the floor.
“Noble you’re too far in..I don’t think food will help and if you die, Im going to die anyway so fucking take it, Im not asking!” She yelled the last part, shoving her wrist harder against his mouth.
But somehow Noble still resisted, despite his stomach churning so hard that he could feel it trying to eat its damn self at this point and he almost gagged again which causes him to open his mouth and as soon as his jaw was open there was no resisting any longer, he put both hands to her arm and bit down so hard in order to break the skin.
Quintess gasped at the pain a bit but for the most part kept calm as she felt and heard him suck the blood from her wrist, noting how her head was already beginning to become fuzzy and her eyes fuzzy as the warmth seemed to leave her body and his cold skin seemed to make ice spread over her skin and through her veins, and before she knew it everything went black.
When she woke up again, she was back in the hotel bed, covered in so many blankets with a small heater pointed directly at her. She looked around the room with her eyes still sort of heavy but there was no sign of her supernatural body guard.
“Noble?” She called out quietly, fearing he had left her there after all but her heart immediately relaxed as she heard the bathroom door open and a freshly showered Noble walked out, his already black hair appearing to be jet black when wet. His eyes were back to their normal brown as well and he had the mask on again which of course matched his black tshirt and jeans.
“Hello..” he said, even his voice sounding like he felt better now which matched the way his skin seemed far more pink and alive than it had in a while.
“Hi..” Quintess said back, “Are you okay now?” she asked, a shiver seeming to run through her body despite the blankets and heater.
Noble didn’t miss the shiver either and it made him frown a bit but of course she couldn’t see it, “That was a very stupid decision Princess…but yes thank you.”
Quintess’s jaw immediately dropped, “Oh my god, you’re an asshole..I saved your damn life-“ she began to go on another one of her little rants, even with her voice clearly hoarse and it honestly made Noble smile and he sighed in relief.
“Yeah you’re gonna be okay..” he said which rewarded him with an offfened, “What did you just say to me?!”
So this fic was a random ass very specific idea that I had absolutely no characters for so meet my random babes Noble and Princess Quintess, they live in a modern type world that’s still run by royalty and such but the thing is a plague broke out about five years ago and alot of the world has become overrun by zombies. Quintess’s kingdom is actually one of the last few to be affected by the plague, only the outskirting cities being affected so far well it seemed but we meet up with Quintess and her personal body guard Noble as they are on the run from the main city as zombies had just broken into the castle itself a week before and so Noble was given the mission of getting the King’s daughter, 22 year old Quintess, to safety in the last true remaining city in the world that is said to be completely zombie and plague proof. Will they make it? Who knows but Quintess is growing annoyed and even further stressed with their situation as the days pass by and she’s beginning to hate her quiet, stoic and very fuckin mysterious body guard..why the hell does he never take that damn mask off? Guess you’ll have to read to find out.
Content mention: Zombies, Blood lust/drinking, Vomit and descriptions of Vomit, Burping, Stomach growling, Yelling, Zombie like body decay, and a quick mention of a broken leg, Hunger
I’d also like to say if the format gets messed up it’s freaking tumblr and it wont let me fix it so terribly sorry about that. Also I dont have autocorrect on and write on my phone so there is most likely typos lmao
“Damn it! It’s fucking raining again! How the hell are we supposed to move on to the next city if we’re stuck in a janky ass basement motel where the only way we can see outside is through that tiny ass window near the cieling?!” Quintess was yelling as she stood on the bed for the ten millionth time that day to look out of her tiny window that allowed her to see approximately one foot maybe less in front of her with how short she is.
Noble on the other hand was sitting silently in the corner chair of the room as he had every day for the three days they had gotten stuck in the motel room due to acid rains that seemed to not ne stopping any time soon. He wasn’t complaing though, he really hated being forced to wak through the rains anyway with his condition but thankfully having the princess with him meant they had to stay put because she could not get hurt in any way. He did hate however that he was seeming to grow hungrier by the hour but they needed to ration out the money they did have for food service for Quintess so she could at least have a meal a day.
She tried giving him bites of course because she isn’t completely heartless but Noble would just shake his head every time and mumble out firmly, “You need everything you have.” and that would be the only thing he’d say even if she argued back, he would just stare at her until she finally gave in and just ate her food.
“Hey Nobel peace prize are you even listening??” Quintess’s annoyed tone suddenly broke through Noble’s wall of thoughts and he looked over at her.
“What’s wrong?” He asked, his voice deep and almost scratchy, showing how much he barely talks.
Instead of repeating, Quintess just rolled her eyes and plopped dramatically down onto the bed, “Great, Im stuck in hell with someone that doesn’t even speak and apparently doesn’t fuckin listen either!”
“I apologize..what had you said Miss Quinn?” Noble asked trying to sound genuinely apologetic but it still came out more monotone than anything.
“Uuuggghhh you’re so frustrating! I know you don’t actually care! You were paid to get me to safety and that is all you fucking care about! That’s all anyone cares about..money! Its all about-“ As Quintess berated him and shared on how frustrating it is to be looked at as nothing but money, Noble tried so hard to genuinely listen to her, he actually didn’t care about the money at all…despite how rude and sometimes childish she could be, he actually had grown quite fond of the young princess in the past six months he had been working for the family as her personal guard but it didn’t matter how much he cared and how much he tried to listen, his mind was distracted by a deep, ominous gurgling he could feel in his lower belly.
“This fucking hunger..” he thought to himself as his stomach seemed to cramp a bit causing his breath to hitch a bit but he was able to tear his attention away from it a moment later to go back to listening to Quintess.
“-You never even take that mask off, its so weird do you just think you look cool or something? It’s not like it will help with the plague considering it’s spread through biting,,” She was continuing to yell, completely lost in her own mind as she did so but this time it was her turn to have her attention suddenly shifted as a very loud, wet burp from Noble broke through over the sound of her own voice and so she immediately stopped and looked over at him confused and honestly slightly shocked.
“Did you just belch??” She asked in her same annoyed tone but surprisingly her expression softened slightly into one of more concern as she actually saw the state Noble seemed to suddenly be in.
He was leaned forward in his chair with his hand over the mask covering his mouth and his eyes were clenched shut as his other hand seemed to clutch at his belly a bit.
“Noble? Is something wrong?” Quintess asked, her voice finally breaking free from its annoyed tone and coming out far more caring for once. But it didn’t matter because she didn’t get an answer, well at least not a spoken answer.
The answer she received was Noble actually trying to get up to run to the bathroom but he didn’t make it anywhere as his leg seemed to snap under him, immediately taking him to the ground with a surprisingly calm groan of pain but Quintess however was not so calm and quite literally screamed when the snap of his bones filled the room and she was on her feet immediately at his side.
“Oh my god what’s happening?!” She yelled as she set her hands on him, trying to feel if he had the fever the plague always seemed to start with even though legs suddenly breaking never was a sign of it but as she touched him she realized he was like literal ice. It almost hurt to touch him he was so cold.
“Ah..princess…no go- go away I can’t..” but before he could get any other words out he turned onto his side slightly and gagged harshly into his mask and hand. A thick, greenish black liquid pouring out around them as he frantically tried to move away from Quintess but was getting absolutely no where as she tried to hold him in place and began reaching towards his mask.
“Quintess no.” His voice came out a growl as he felt her fingers touch his ear but his eyes went a deep, almost sparkling green as his stomach seemed to literally growl specifically at her for being so close which made him gag again and gave her the perfect moment to ignore his attempt at intimidation and she pushed his hand back and ripped the mask off, gasping at what she saw.
“Holy shit you’re a survivor!” She yelled as she saw the clear indication of quite literal, gray cracked skin across his cheek, his teeth being partially exposed but not so gruesomely as she had seen in some pictures of survivors, which are quite literally just people who did not die from the disease but instead they supposedly got better from it…with some supernatural like side effects though, “How the hell did you- Wait..wait father said survivors need blood like vampires or they need to eat a fuck ton to live, you haven’t been eating Noble! You’re dying?!”
Noble groaned much louder in response this time, trying to lay completely over onto his belly as she berated him with questions, “Princess please…go..get to safety, you’re not safe with me anymore..”
Quintess stopped talking as he said that, realizing he meant that she was only making him hungrier and in that moment she made probably the most..and honestly first ever..selfless decision in her life and she forced her wrist to his mouth while pulling his hair back.
“Take some…survivors can’t spread the plague anymore so it doesn’t matter just take it..” She said as calmly as she could but there was definitely a hint of shakey fear at the back of her words.
Noble on the other hand gasped, or rather almost hissed at her, “No Quintess! S-Stop I could kill you!” his eyes glowing so brightly green that it could be seen literally shining on the floor.
“Noble you’re too far in..I don’t think food will help and if you die, Im going to die anyway so fucking take it, Im not asking!” She yelled the last part, shoving her wrist harder against his mouth.
But somehow Noble still resisted, despite his stomach churning so hard that he could feel it trying to eat its damn self at this point and he almost gagged again which causes him to open his mouth and as soon as his jaw was open there was no resisting any longer, he put both hands to her arm and bit down so hard in order to break the skin.
Quintess gasped at the pain a bit but for the most part kept calm as she felt and heard him suck the blood from her wrist, noting how her head was already beginning to become fuzzy and her eyes fuzzy as the warmth seemed to leave her body and his cold skin seemed to make ice spread over her skin and through her veins, and before she knew it everything went black.
When she woke up again, she was back in the hotel bed, covered in so many blankets with a small heater pointed directly at her. She looked around the room with her eyes still sort of heavy but there was no sign of her supernatural body guard.
“Noble?” She called out quietly, fearing he had left her there after all but her heart immediately relaxed as she heard the bathroom door open and a freshly showered Noble walked out, his already black hair appearing to be jet black when wet. His eyes were back to their normal brown as well and he had the mask on again which of course matched his black tshirt and jeans.
“Hello..” he said, even his voice sounding like he felt better now which matched the way his skin seemed far more pink and alive than it had in a while.
“Hi..” Quintess said back, “Are you okay now?” she asked, a shiver seeming to run through her body despite the blankets and heater.
Noble didn’t miss the shiver either and it made him frown a bit but of course she couldn’t see it, “That was a very stupid decision Princess…but yes thank you.”
Quintess’s jaw immediately dropped, “Oh my god, you’re an asshole..I saved your damn life-“ she began to go on another one of her little rants, even with her voice clearly hoarse and it honestly made Noble smile and he sighed in relief.
“Yeah you’re gonna be okay..” he said which rewarded him with an offfened, “What did you just say to me?!”
Hiiiii I'm just a lurker and I would love to read a random sickfic by you!!!
Thank you! I seem to be getting a pretty good response of the same agreement so I shall be writing something up soon but I gotta wait till my days off of work so it’ll be like two or three days 😊
Hey guys I know Ive been gone and this is so random and that title line is dramatic af but if I made the most absolutely random sickfic with essentially what would be throw away/new characters that I just use if I have a random ass idea here and there, would anyone enjoy that? Cause I have some ideas but they’re very specific and I don’t want to fully develop characters beyond single type fics lmao
I do not. As long as you aren’t a dick, homophobic and the like, racist, or into literal children then you can read and like my content. People who don’t have the kink might be confused if you reblog to a normal blog but I don’t mind 😂 So basically just the obvious stuff are dni for me (If I missed naming anything that’s obviously fucked up im sorry I’m answering this with like only a minute to be able to)
At this moment I am not completely sure, maybe someday. For right now I am focused on mental health and trying to get my life together. Thank you for askin nonny, I hope you all are doin well ❤️
Hi! I have a request- Roman feeling gassy all day but going on with his day anyways and when he comes back home Addy's concerned cause he keeps rubbing his chest but he dismisses her but then at night it gets bad so they have to stay up all night but she doesn't mind taking care of him 🥰
Ps. Your writing makes me go through my day. 🥰
Heyo you guys I have finally written something after taking such a long break. It definitely wasn’t intended to be that long but dear lord it was one thing after the other. Thank y’all for being so patient and I hope to write more stuff very soon so yeah. 💜
Cw: Burping, No vomit but there is nausea, trapped gas
“Yeah I’m fine, why do you ask?” Roman forced his voice to sound confused as if he didn’t know exactly why she was asking. He was always bad at hiding things from her and Atticus because they just know him way too well, all of his little tells that give away exactly how he’s feeling at all times and most of the time he hated that they could see right through him because it’s embarrassing but at times he does slightly enjoy it because he doesn’t even have to tell them that he needs comfort, they just immediately give it to him, for example this exact moment as Addy started rubbing his back gently before explaining why she asked.
“You’re awfully quiet and also you keep putting your hand to your chest like it’s bothering you..” She said, her voice now taking on a knowing tone as she looked up at him, those icy blue eyes going right through every part of him as he looked back at her for a moment before looking away and sighing quietly.
“I’m okay really, I think being on the boat so long must have upset my stomach a little for once but it’s already starting to go away so there isn’t anything to worry about…are you ready to go downstairs and eat with everyone?” He quickly changed the subject to distract from the fact that he totally swallowed way more than normal throughout his entire explanation. He really did want to just let himself burp for once because it was hurting like hell and she was being so sweet to him already but he didn’t want the others knowing that his stomach was upset once again so he just kept swallowing the air down every time it came up so Addy wouldn’t say to stay in the room instead.
She knew he was lying in someway though but she knew better than to push it, he would come to her when he was ready so for now she would just stay a little close to him in case he needs her, “Alright sweetheart I’m ready yes but if you’re tummy starts to hurt too bad don’t be afraid to tell me..” she spoke rather quickly so as not to embarrass him further before grabbing his hand and leading him down the hall then down the stairs and to the kitchen of Luca’s family vacation home where everyone else was sitting at the kitchen table with food on their plates already but they were clearly waiting for Addy and Roman before eating as their food was untouched and they were all just talking.
“Oh my god finally y’all came down, I was fixin to give up on waitin for ya because I am literally starving,” Atticus teased as Roman and Addy walked to the counter where all of the food was to make their plates.
“Gus if you were literally starving I do not think you would have been sitting here calmly talking about whether or not toes are actually fingers just for your feet..” Luca said with a mock face of disgust and both Lissy and Damian busted out laughing as Atticus’s face went bright red and he looked down with an embarrassed smile as he stabbed a piece of lettuce and shoved it into his mouth.
Then as Roman and Addy sat down at the table with their food, Roman sat in between Atticus and Addy, Atticus looked up at him and asked semi quietly, “They’re fingers aren’t they?”
Everyone went silent for a moment, the anticipation of Roman’s answer almost palpable in the air, “I don’t think just because you can pick things up with your toes that means they’re fingers Atticus…must we have this conversation once a month?” Roman teased making everyone erupt in laughter once again and Atticus huffed loudly.
“Oh whatever I know I’m right! Y’all just aren’t smart enough to handle my knowledge,,” Atticus practically yelled to be heard over the laughter but it just made everyone laugh a bit harder for a moment before Luca placed a hand over on Atticus’s shoulder and everyone else began to have their own little conversations between each other.
“You’re very smart love but the thought that toes are actually fingers is just appalling, I am so sorry..” Luca spoke quietly so only Atticus could really hear him and gave him an amused smile which Atticus returned as he took another bite of his salad.
“What you don’t want to hold feet fingers with me??” Atticus joked making Luca fake gag as he began to eat his own food and Atticus began laughing hard which caused Roman to chuckle to himself as he cut up the chicken breast he had put on his plate.
When she heard him chuckle, Addy leaned over slightly with a smile and whispered, “I’m surprised he hasn’t tried to convince us that knees are actually leg elbows yet..” which made Roman snort and look at her with a smile.
“Please don’t remind him of that-“ Roman was going to say that Atticus had in fact already tried to convince him of that when they were kids but he got cut off by a sudden air bubble rushing up his throat and he had to quickly turn his head away from the table with his fist to his mouth but luckily for him he managed to swallow it back down before it actually came out but the feeling of it going back down did hurt quite a bit and he immediately put his other hand to his chest without even realizing it.
Thankfully Addy was the only one who noticed since everyone else was lost in eating and having their own conversations but her face was definitely concerned now as Roman turned back around to face his food again, “Are you okay sweetie?” She asked as she placed her hand on Roman’s shoulder.
He just nodded, afraid that if he tried to talk the air would just come right back up so instead he just looked over at her once he started cutting his chicken breast again and just nodded once again.
Dinner went on pretty much uneventful after that, everyone ate and talked for a while before they all decided they were too tired to stay up any more and so everyone went to their rooms but Addy did note that she kept noticing Roman palming at his chest every couple of minutes but she left him alone about it so as not to embarrass him in front of everyone but once they were in their room and laying down for bed she finally asked, “How is your stomach feeling now?”
“Mm a bit sore but it’s fine now that I ate,” It wasn’t a complete lie, his stomach did feel better after eating but he knew that as digestion continued he would just get even more gassy but of course he didn’t want to tell Addy that, especially not when he is literally holding her against his chest.
“Baby are you sure it isn’t botherin you? You sure did keep putting your hand to your chest earlier…I’m sorry if that embarrasses you for me to mention I’m just worried is all..” Addy’s voice was quiet and comforting as she gently set her hand in between them on Roman’s tummy, careful not to actually apply pressure in case it really was hurting him.
Roman did turn a bit red in the cheeks but he managed to keep the embarrassed tone out of his voice as he quietly said, “I’m okay Angel, really, I just want to sleep off the soreness now..”
Addy sighed, knowing that he was still partially lying but if he truly felt that he would be okay enough to sleep then she didn’t want to push him to do anything he didn’t want to do instead she gave him a gentle kiss to the chest and snuggled her head into it a bit more to listen to his heart beat before mumbling, “Okay I’ll let you sleep then big guy…I love you..”
The last thing Addy heard was a muffled “I love you too..” as Roman buried his face into her hair and fell asleep within seconds and then Addy followed suit just a few minutes later.
But just a couple of hours later Addy was being pulled out of a deep sleep by the definite sounds of someone gagging harshly and as she fully opened her eyes and looked around the room she could even tell that they were completely unproductive gags that the sound of were traveling under the closed bathroom door which she could see a sliver of yellow light just under as she sat up.
She sat there for a moment just staring at the light on the floor for a minute or two as she waited for the rest of her body to wake up but then she heard Roman retch again then follow it up with an obviously pained groan and so she was on her feet in seconds, albeit a bit shaky but oh well, and she quickly tried the door which was thankfully unlocked.
As she opened it she found Roman sitting on the floor in front of the toilet, sitting in an awkward criss crossed position practically up against it as he had his arms folded over the seat and his head rested on top of his arms. She heard him cough and saw his back shake as he let out an almost completely silent retch then groaned in pain once again and so she carefully sat behind him and set her hand very gently on his back, not sure if he knew she was in there yet so she tried to be careful so as to not scare him on accident.
“Mm so nauseous..” Roman mumbled as he felt Addy’s hand make contact with his back, he was sure he was probably warm if not from a fever than from overexertion because he had been in front of the toilet for at least an hour just non stop dry heaving. Not a single thing would come up no matter how hard he gagged or how hard he coughed and yet he was still so nauseous that his mouth stayed filled with saliva which he continuously had to spit out, and he could feel his jaw shaking with the need to get everything up.
Addy nodded as she began to comfortingly rub at his back, “Have you been able to get anything up yet?” She asked, her voice coming out much more groggy than she had expected.
“Not really…not unless you count spit as something..” Roman made a poor attempt at a joke and immediately regretted it as his body decided gagging emptily again was far more appealing then trying to be funny.
“Oh sweetheart your poor stomach is really messed up huh? Do you think if I rubbed it for you that it may help get something up?” Addy asked as she lightly patted Roman on the back, not nearly hard enough to actually cause anything to happen of course.
Roman thought for a moment as he sat there spitting disgusting amounts of saliva into the toilet water, and he honestly didn’t know if it would help but he figured it may be worth a shot so he nodded his head in response since talking felt like he was just one word away from literally dying.
Addy nodded back as she wrapped her arms around his waist and scooted a little closer so her chest was against his back as she began to deeply rub her fingertips into Roman’s belly, not being very gentle at all because she was in fact trying to get him to puke anyway.
They sat like this for at least five minutes as Addy continuously added more and more pressure the longer she rubbed and she was about to just straight up push in as hard as she could on his belly instead but right when she was about to do it a loud gurgle started all the way at the bottom of Roman’s belly and rushed completely up his chest, causing him to pitch forward with another strong heave but instead of liquid the only thing that came out was one of the loudest belches that he has ever had come out of him.
He couldn’t help but moan in actual relief as he felt his intense stomach pain literally lessen just from that one burp and for once he was actually happy when he felt another burp gurgle up his throat quickly after the first one and it also barreled out of his throat and into the toilet with the exact same intensity as the first.
Quite a few more burps tumbled out of his mouth as Addy continued to rub his tummy, moving her hand up to be more under his ribs since it seemed to be mostly air that he needed to get up anyway.
Once the burping almost completely tapered off, Roman sighed in relief once again, his stomach feeling quite literally deflated now as all of the air was out and all that was left was the little bit of food that still needed to digest.
“Feeling better now?” Addy’s voice suddenly breaking the silence that had filled the room made Roman jump slightly and he definitely would have turned red from the embarrassment of it if he wasn’t already red as hell from how long he had been dry heaving.
“Mhmm..” Roman nodded his head against his arms as he hummed out his response.
“Do you want to go lay back down with me now or do you think you still may throw up?” Addy asked as she leaned back a little and started to rub Roman’s back instead of his tummy but then Roman suddenly lifted his head away from his arms and turned around. He then buried his face into Addy’s neck and wrapped his arms around her before quietly mumbling into her neck, “I’ll sleep right here..”
“I do not think that it would be comfy to sleep right here baby, but we can try if that’s what you want..” Addy laughed, patting Roman on the back lightly.
Roman smiled in response, sitting back out of the hug a bit to give her a purely loving expression for a few seconds, “Can you help me up please goofball?”
“Of course honey..” She said with a smile, slowly standing up and offering out her hand.
Hi! I have a request- Roman feeling gassy all day but going on with his day anyways and when he comes back home Addy's concerned cause he keeps rubbing his chest but he dismisses her but then at night it gets bad so they have to stay up all night but she doesn't mind taking care of him 🥰
Ps. Your writing makes me go through my day. 🥰
Heyo you guys I have finally written something after taking such a long break. It definitely wasn’t intended to be that long but dear lord it was one thing after the other. Thank y’all for being so patient and I hope to write more stuff very soon so yeah. 💜
Cw: Burping, No vomit but there is nausea, trapped gas
“Yeah I’m fine, why do you ask?” Roman forced his voice to sound confused as if he didn’t know exactly why she was asking. He was always bad at hiding things from her and Atticus because they just know him way too well, all of his little tells that give away exactly how he’s feeling at all times and most of the time he hated that they could see right through him because it’s embarrassing but at times he does slightly enjoy it because he doesn’t even have to tell them that he needs comfort, they just immediately give it to him, for example this exact moment as Addy started rubbing his back gently before explaining why she asked.
“You’re awfully quiet and also you keep putting your hand to your chest like it’s bothering you..” She said, her voice now taking on a knowing tone as she looked up at him, those icy blue eyes going right through every part of him as he looked back at her for a moment before looking away and sighing quietly.
“I’m okay really, I think being on the boat so long must have upset my stomach a little for once but it’s already starting to go away so there isn’t anything to worry about…are you ready to go downstairs and eat with everyone?” He quickly changed the subject to distract from the fact that he totally swallowed way more than normal throughout his entire explanation. He really did want to just let himself burp for once because it was hurting like hell and she was being so sweet to him already but he didn’t want the others knowing that his stomach was upset once again so he just kept swallowing the air down every time it came up so Addy wouldn’t say to stay in the room instead.
She knew he was lying in someway though but she knew better than to push it, he would come to her when he was ready so for now she would just stay a little close to him in case he needs her, “Alright sweetheart I’m ready yes but if you’re tummy starts to hurt too bad don’t be afraid to tell me..” she spoke rather quickly so as not to embarrass him further before grabbing his hand and leading him down the hall then down the stairs and to the kitchen of Luca’s family vacation home where everyone else was sitting at the kitchen table with food on their plates already but they were clearly waiting for Addy and Roman before eating as their food was untouched and they were all just talking.
“Oh my god finally y’all came down, I was fixin to give up on waitin for ya because I am literally starving,” Atticus teased as Roman and Addy walked to the counter where all of the food was to make their plates.
“Gus if you were literally starving I do not think you would have been sitting here calmly talking about whether or not toes are actually fingers just for your feet..” Luca said with a mock face of disgust and both Lissy and Damian busted out laughing as Atticus’s face went bright red and he looked down with an embarrassed smile as he stabbed a piece of lettuce and shoved it into his mouth.
Then as Roman and Addy sat down at the table with their food, Roman sat in between Atticus and Addy, Atticus looked up at him and asked semi quietly, “They’re fingers aren’t they?”
Everyone went silent for a moment, the anticipation of Roman’s answer almost palpable in the air, “I don’t think just because you can pick things up with your toes that means they’re fingers Atticus…must we have this conversation once a month?” Roman teased making everyone erupt in laughter once again and Atticus huffed loudly.
“Oh whatever I know I’m right! Y’all just aren’t smart enough to handle my knowledge,,” Atticus practically yelled to be heard over the laughter but it just made everyone laugh a bit harder for a moment before Luca placed a hand over on Atticus’s shoulder and everyone else began to have their own little conversations between each other.
“You’re very smart love but the thought that toes are actually fingers is just appalling, I am so sorry..” Luca spoke quietly so only Atticus could really hear him and gave him an amused smile which Atticus returned as he took another bite of his salad.
“What you don’t want to hold feet fingers with me??” Atticus joked making Luca fake gag as he began to eat his own food and Atticus began laughing hard which caused Roman to chuckle to himself as he cut up the chicken breast he had put on his plate.
When she heard him chuckle, Addy leaned over slightly with a smile and whispered, “I’m surprised he hasn’t tried to convince us that knees are actually leg elbows yet..” which made Roman snort and look at her with a smile.
“Please don’t remind him of that-“ Roman was going to say that Atticus had in fact already tried to convince him of that when they were kids but he got cut off by a sudden air bubble rushing up his throat and he had to quickly turn his head away from the table with his fist to his mouth but luckily for him he managed to swallow it back down before it actually came out but the feeling of it going back down did hurt quite a bit and he immediately put his other hand to his chest without even realizing it.
Thankfully Addy was the only one who noticed since everyone else was lost in eating and having their own conversations but her face was definitely concerned now as Roman turned back around to face his food again, “Are you okay sweetie?” She asked as she placed her hand on Roman’s shoulder.
He just nodded, afraid that if he tried to talk the air would just come right back up so instead he just looked over at her once he started cutting his chicken breast again and just nodded once again.
Dinner went on pretty much uneventful after that, everyone ate and talked for a while before they all decided they were too tired to stay up any more and so everyone went to their rooms but Addy did note that she kept noticing Roman palming at his chest every couple of minutes but she left him alone about it so as not to embarrass him in front of everyone but once they were in their room and laying down for bed she finally asked, “How is your stomach feeling now?”
“Mm a bit sore but it’s fine now that I ate,” It wasn’t a complete lie, his stomach did feel better after eating but he knew that as digestion continued he would just get even more gassy but of course he didn’t want to tell Addy that, especially not when he is literally holding her against his chest.
“Baby are you sure it isn’t botherin you? You sure did keep putting your hand to your chest earlier…I’m sorry if that embarrasses you for me to mention I’m just worried is all..” Addy’s voice was quiet and comforting as she gently set her hand in between them on Roman’s tummy, careful not to actually apply pressure in case it really was hurting him.
Roman did turn a bit red in the cheeks but he managed to keep the embarrassed tone out of his voice as he quietly said, “I’m okay Angel, really, I just want to sleep off the soreness now..”
Addy sighed, knowing that he was still partially lying but if he truly felt that he would be okay enough to sleep then she didn’t want to push him to do anything he didn’t want to do instead she gave him a gentle kiss to the chest and snuggled her head into it a bit more to listen to his heart beat before mumbling, “Okay I’ll let you sleep then big guy…I love you..”
The last thing Addy heard was a muffled “I love you too..” as Roman buried his face into her hair and fell asleep within seconds and then Addy followed suit just a few minutes later.
But just a couple of hours later Addy was being pulled out of a deep sleep by the definite sounds of someone gagging harshly and as she fully opened her eyes and looked around the room she could even tell that they were completely unproductive gags that the sound of were traveling under the closed bathroom door which she could see a sliver of yellow light just under as she sat up.
She sat there for a moment just staring at the light on the floor for a minute or two as she waited for the rest of her body to wake up but then she heard Roman retch again then follow it up with an obviously pained groan and so she was on her feet in seconds, albeit a bit shaky but oh well, and she quickly tried the door which was thankfully unlocked.
As she opened it she found Roman sitting on the floor in front of the toilet, sitting in an awkward criss crossed position practically up against it as he had his arms folded over the seat and his head rested on top of his arms. She heard him cough and saw his back shake as he let out an almost completely silent retch then groaned in pain once again and so she carefully sat behind him and set her hand very gently on his back, not sure if he knew she was in there yet so she tried to be careful so as to not scare him on accident.
“Mm so nauseous..” Roman mumbled as he felt Addy’s hand make contact with his back, he was sure he was probably warm if not from a fever than from overexertion because he had been in front of the toilet for at least an hour just non stop dry heaving. Not a single thing would come up no matter how hard he gagged or how hard he coughed and yet he was still so nauseous that his mouth stayed filled with saliva which he continuously had to spit out, and he could feel his jaw shaking with the need to get everything up.
Addy nodded as she began to comfortingly rub at his back, “Have you been able to get anything up yet?” She asked, her voice coming out much more groggy than she had expected.
“Not really…not unless you count spit as something..” Roman made a poor attempt at a joke and immediately regretted it as his body decided gagging emptily again was far more appealing then trying to be funny.
“Oh sweetheart your poor stomach is really messed up huh? Do you think if I rubbed it for you that it may help get something up?” Addy asked as she lightly patted Roman on the back, not nearly hard enough to actually cause anything to happen of course.
Roman thought for a moment as he sat there spitting disgusting amounts of saliva into the toilet water, and he honestly didn’t know if it would help but he figured it may be worth a shot so he nodded his head in response since talking felt like he was just one word away from literally dying.
Addy nodded back as she wrapped her arms around his waist and scooted a little closer so her chest was against his back as she began to deeply rub her fingertips into Roman’s belly, not being very gentle at all because she was in fact trying to get him to puke anyway.
They sat like this for at least five minutes as Addy continuously added more and more pressure the longer she rubbed and she was about to just straight up push in as hard as she could on his belly instead but right when she was about to do it a loud gurgle started all the way at the bottom of Roman’s belly and rushed completely up his chest, causing him to pitch forward with another strong heave but instead of liquid the only thing that came out was one of the loudest belches that he has ever had come out of him.
He couldn’t help but moan in actual relief as he felt his intense stomach pain literally lessen just from that one burp and for once he was actually happy when he felt another burp gurgle up his throat quickly after the first one and it also barreled out of his throat and into the toilet with the exact same intensity as the first.
Quite a few more burps tumbled out of his mouth as Addy continued to rub his tummy, moving her hand up to be more under his ribs since it seemed to be mostly air that he needed to get up anyway.
Once the burping almost completely tapered off, Roman sighed in relief once again, his stomach feeling quite literally deflated now as all of the air was out and all that was left was the little bit of food that still needed to digest.
“Feeling better now?” Addy’s voice suddenly breaking the silence that had filled the room made Roman jump slightly and he definitely would have turned red from the embarrassment of it if he wasn’t already red as hell from how long he had been dry heaving.
“Mhmm..” Roman nodded his head against his arms as he hummed out his response.
“Do you want to go lay back down with me now or do you think you still may throw up?” Addy asked as she leaned back a little and started to rub Roman’s back instead of his tummy but then Roman suddenly lifted his head away from his arms and turned around. He then buried his face into Addy’s neck and wrapped his arms around her before quietly mumbling into her neck, “I’ll sleep right here..”
“I do not think that it would be comfy to sleep right here baby, but we can try if that’s what you want..” Addy laughed, patting Roman on the back lightly.
Roman smiled in response, sitting back out of the hug a bit to give her a purely loving expression for a few seconds, “Can you help me up please goofball?”
“Of course honey..” She said with a smile, slowly standing up and offering out her hand.
Awe thank you nonny 🥺 Ive just been havin one hell of a time tryin to get my life back together lol but as soon as things are less crazy or I get some time to write I will be back on this blog. Thank you to everyone that has been so patient with me, I love you all and hope that y’all are doin okay 💕
Hey guys I’m going to be on hiatus for a few weeks. I know I don’t talk about my relationship status a lot here for privacy reasons but I just quite literally got out of a very long relationship so I’m going to need a bit of a break. You all can still send me things and my messages are open to mutuals so yea. Thank y’all for being patient ❤️
Dear Diary for Addy reacting to Roman being sick and taking care of him 🖤
Omg thank you so much Flick 🥺 You’re really makin my night with these requests!
Deer Dear Diary (did I really just make a typo while handwriting something?!)
Anywaaay I just wanted to talk about my poor baby today, he had planned out this whole amusement park trip with all of our friends for my birthday, and he even went and helped me buy a whole new outfit for it and everything. But as we were driving there I noticed something seemed off, he didn’t seem as cheery about it as he did last night and when I asked him if anything was wrong he just tried to quickly change the subject.
But sure enough when we weren’t even close to half way there he just suddenly put his hand over his mouth and asked me to pull over. His poor tummy had been hurting him that whole ride and I didn’t even know it, unfortunately I didn’t pull over quick enough and he ended up throwing up on the dash and the floorboard which I don’t care I can clean it up and I will later but he was so upset, I could already see the tears in his eyes which surprisingly do not always happen when he pukes so I already knew he was upset. So as soon as I could I got out and ran around to his side, trying to help him up out of the car but gosh I guess his stomach really had it out for him because that simple movement had him puking all over me this time, which again I don’t care, but then he started sobbing and I felt so bad for him. I just wanted to hug him and tell him it was all going to be alright but he hadn’t gotten any of the throw up on his shirt yet and I didn’t want to be the reason he got it on him. When he could finally talk and wasn’t throwing up anymore, he told me through sobs about how sorry he was that he ruined my birthday and I tried to explain over and over that he didn’t ruin anything, that we could do it all some other day, but I can tell he still felt bad. That he still feels bad.
He’s asleep next to me now, I called everyone and told them that he wasn’t feeling well and we wouldn’t make it on the way home and then when we got back to his dorm he actually let me help wash him off in the bath surprisingly. He’s usually not comfortable with that even though I sit on the outside and just help as best I can, but he was today and I think that’s just another sign of how bad he feels, both mentally and physically. God I wish I could take all of his pain away so he never has to feel it again, I would gladly live with it if it meant he didn’t have to anymore. I love him so much, I wish he knew how much joy he deserves. Alright I need to put this thing back in my bag and go shower myself, I changed clothes when we got here but I still feel like I have puke on me somehow. I hope he doesn’t wake up and need to throw up again while I’m in there cause I know he won’t come get me for comfort. I’ll be quick..
(Dear Diary or otherwise) The boy of your choice is missing something important at school/work because he's throwing up at home; he's worked up about missing it but his partner is there to tell him that it's okay and no one is going to be mad 🖤
(I’m changing it slightly I hope you don’t mind)
Dear Diary,
I feel so fucking awful, it was Addy’s birthday today and we were supposed to meet everyone at the amusement park around lunch time but before we could even make it out of the dorms my stomach started hurting so bad but I thought I could handle it, I really did. I just told myself it was hunger and that we would eat soon so everything would be alright, but it wasn’t alright of course not when it’s me that’s supposed to just simply be okay. No I’ve gotta fuck everything up constantly don’t I?
I ended up puking all over Addy’s car and then when she finally pulled over and came around to my side to help me, I puked all over her nice new clothes I helped her pick out specifically for this day. She said it was fine but I know for a fact it’s going to leave a stain and I just feel so fuckin bad. Why’d it have to be on her goddamn birthday?! Why am I always so fucking sick?? I just wish I could be normal I really do, but I can’t and I suppose I need to learn to just live with it. Anyway sorry for the sad entry future me, I’m sure you totally wanted to remember this day forever. I think Addy is about to get out of the shower so I’ll put this up, we decided a movie night would make up for today but yeah I still feel bad. She’s so patient and kind, I don’t deserve her.
Would you be up for doing a dairy diary entry for Sebastian when he's sick with the stomach flu and hasn't seen Echo in a few days?
Thank you Flick! The diary entry ask game is this and I guess if anyone else wants more of these I’ll do em too lol sorry if this sucks 😂
Dear Diary,
God my fucking stomach still hurts and it’s been like a week now...okay maybe only like four days but still, why can’t this shit just be over already?? I guess the only good thing is my tics have been relatively calm. They’re calm enough for me to write this so that shows something. Any way my only other big problem besides puking my guts up every few hours is that I can’t see Echo right now, I can’t even video chat him because he freaks out if I so much as burp on camera and I hate it.
I know it’s not right for me to complain, he can’t help his phobia, but I just wish he could fuckin hold me honestly. This shit sucks, and it fuckin hurts, and I just...I need him...I want him just here with me. God I wish he could be here so bad...anyway I’ll write more stuff later, right now I think I’m going to go throw up the light lunch Luca gave me.
anything with tyson, just anything you’d like to write with him as the focus! apologies if thats far too broad my brain is not working currently haha
I can do stuff with Ty 😂 Thank you anon this definitely works and don’t worry mine tis not working either actually it’s working in overdrive lmao I hope you don’t mind burp content
Cw: Hunger and burping
“Are you gonna-“ Echo looked at Tyson wearily from the other side of the backseat of Damian’s car, Lissy and Damian were in the front having their own little conversations off and on but as the car had gone silent Tyson couldn’t hide how often he was burping now.
“No mind your own fuckin business,” Ty snapped back, not even glancing in Echo’s direction because he knew that stupid anxious expression Echo always got when he was afraid someone was gonna throw up would just piss him off even more right now.
Tyson felt a bubble roll up his chest again and he didn’t even try to stop it, just covering his mouth with a fist and staring out the window as he let a deep, strained burp out. He heard Echo squeak next to him, followed by the sound of his stomach growling to signal that he was gonna need to burp again soon and he couldn’t help but snap, turning and hitting Echo in the arm hard enough for him to say ow but not actually hurting him, “Will you fucking worry about yourself goddamn it, I’m just fucking hungry alright?!” But the yelling must have shook up his stomach a little more than it liked because he couldn’t stop the next burp that he barely managed to cover with his fist and turn away from Echo slightly.
“Echo honey you want to switch spots with me?” Lissy asked turning around to glare at Tyson who had gone back to sulking by staring out the window, now with a hand permanently over his stomach.
“Yes please,” Echo replied, annoyance at Tyson heavy in his voice.
Hey guys, I could really really use a distraction so if anyone would like to send prompts for extremely short and quick drabbles it would be much appreciated, it would just be for tonight and maybe tomorrow evening that I’ll write em. And I’ll be back to writing my normal fics again very soon I am almost completely healed now so yeah. I appreciate all of you ❤️
