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Trope: Ill person being stoic and being forced into admitting they're not well?
:D yes absolutely, especially if the character had some important obligation and they were trying to power through, only to be sussed out or otherwise reveal their illness
Multiples of three for the ask game? 😊
Thanks so much for these questions, Est! ^^
3. When is your birthday?
Late September
6. What’s your lucky number?
When I was 6 years old, I decided my lucky number would be 6. But then my mom told me I had to change it because she thought people were going to associate me with 666 and the devil. :0? Still confused about that logic, but anyway — I obligingly doubled my lucky number, and it’s been 12 ever since.
9. How tall are you?
5’4” / 162 cm
Ooh, can you do all of them for Ezra and Jesse?
Tummyache Asks
pepto-bismol: does your character take anything when the’ve got a stomachache? if so, what?
Ezra: He will take anything if he thinks it will settle his stomach. From tums to pepto to alka seltzer he will take it all. He just wants something to settle his stomach.
Jesse: Nope. If his tummy is already upset there is no way he’s putting anything into it. He will wait the ache out.
hot water bottle: what makes them more comfortable when they aren’t feeling well?
Ezra: Cuddles make him more comfortable, he likes the warmth of another person. He wants to be held and it makes him feel so much better.
Jesse: He likes the feeling of something warm on his belly if he’s ill. Typically his body temperature will increase if he’s sick as the fire parts of his powers take over, so he’ll rest a warm hand on his stomach and it will make him much more comfortable.
ice cream: are there any foods your character cant eat?
Ezra: He can handle all foods he’s tried so far! He’s got a really strong stomach when it comes to food so he can handle things very well. He has no food allergies either.
Jesse: He has an intolerance to avocados, they really really mess up his stomach. If he eats anything with avocado he will be writhing in pain for hours afterwards.
hold my hair back: do they like to be alone or have company when they feel ill?
Ezra: he needs someone with him when he’s sick. He cannot handle being alone when he’s ill.
Jesse: unless you’re close to Jes, leave him alone. He will be snippy and angry with you if you try to be with him while he’s sick.
thermometer: how do fevers effect your character’s stomach?
Ezra: Not too badly, it depends on the illness. If it’s a cold, it won’t affect him all too badly. If it’s the flu, the warmer his body temperature gets the more nauseous he feels.
Jesse: Fevers destroy this boys stomach. He’s used to being so cold at all times so the moment he has a fever his tummy goes ‘well fuck that’ and decides to destroy him from the inside out.
carsick: does your character get motion sickness?
Ezra: Absolutely. His tummy is so easily jostled so long car rides kill him. He gets so sick when he travels that he can’t even drive for prolonged periods of time. Rollercoasters kill him too and he’ll throw up the moment he gets off.
Jesse: Nope. No motion sickness for our icy boy here.
greasy spoon: how does your character’s stomach react to junk food?
Ezra: Not too differently than normal food, actually. It just digests a lot quicker than other foods so he’s hungry again not too long after.
Jesse: ooohhhh boy junk food sits in this boys belly like a damned rock. It’s really annoying for him because it will leave him bloated all day. That being said, junk food is such a guilty pleasure for him so he will deal with the ache because he is aware he did this to himself.
thanksgiving: how much can they eat without feeling sick? how much can they eat without GETTING sick?
Ezra: He is big boi™ so his tummy can hold a lot of food in it before he gets uncomfortable. He can go about four to five plates before he gets uncomfortable. Anything beyond six and he’s down for the count.
Jesse: Boi also has a fairly big appetite, but will typically only eat till he’s full, nothing overboard.However, Jesse is a being filled with angst and spite so when he does decide to go overboard, he has 4 plates before he gets uncomfortable, and 5 before he throws up everywhere. He’ll deal with the aftermath himself because he knows what he did.
hiccups: does your character get burpy/gassy/hiccupy when they eat too much?
Ezra: He gets really really hiccupy when he’s overeaten. Mostly because there’s no room in his belly for gas to burp up. But he does hiccup a lot because the weight of his stomach is crushing his diaphragm. He will burp, however, if someone pokes or presses on his stomach.
Jesse: He is so burpy when he’s stuffed. Jes can’t help it, and he’ll try to stifle them but they just get more and more prevalent and he can’t stifle them any longer.
belly rub: how does your character react when their significant other is sick?
Ezra: Second!!! Best!! Caregiver!!! Now he doesn’t have a significant other, but he treats Hahnna like she’s his girlfriend. He doesn’t leave her side when she’s sick. He will treat her like she’s dying, basically, and provide her with all the things she needs. He’s like this with everyone else, as well.
Jesse: Also doesn’t have a significant other but is lowkey gay for Dimitri and lowkey straight for Audrey. He doesn’t fuss about Dimitri often, knowing full well Dimitri can handle himself and Rie is aleady fussing badly over him. He’ll lace his fingers through Dimitri’s hair while he sleeps off whatever is ailing him. He does, however, worry more over Audrey. Since she has a mutant plant head that likes to eat inanimate objects, sometimes her illnesses require hospital visits so yeah, he’ll be worried about her more often.
vertigo: how does nausea effect your character? do they get dizzy?
Ezra: Oh. Boy. Does. Nausea. Kill. Our. Baby. It makes him extremely dizzy and he needs to sit down and let his stomach settle or throw it all up. He cannot handle being nauseous.
Jesse: It’s more of an inconvenience for him. It doesn’t make him dizzy, it just makes him feel like his stomach is tearing itself apart.
stoic: is your character needy when they dont feel well? or do they prefer to suffer in silence?
Ezra: The most needy bitch on the plant. He will whine if he is not cuddled, sometimes cry because he’s in that much pain. He needs a human touch to function, give him that. Cuddle him, rub his belly, give him forehead kisses.
Jesse: Again, unless you’re close to him, do not touch him. He doesn’t want people around, leave him alone.
bartender: has your character ever had a bad experience with over drinking?
Ezra: He has never drank in his entire life so yeet.
Jesse: Jesse only drinks with the intention of overdoing it and that’s because he drinks when he is severely depressed. He almost always ends up vomiting everywhere at home because of it.
bad memory: is there a food your character refuses to eat due to a bad experience with it?
Ezra: Nope! Ezra is a lucky asshole and has never gotten food poisoning once in his whole entire life.
Jesse: One of the only dates he’s ever been on was at a pizza place that gave him really really bad food poisoning. He’s super wary about pizza now, unless he knows the brand or place well.
eyes on you: has your character ever been ill in public?
Ezra: Literally every time he’s ever been to a theme park. He cannot handle roller coasters and is susceptible to peer pressure and rides them anyway. He gets so ill everytime.
Jesse: Oof. It’s happened twice. Once on the aforementioned date, and the other when he was out on a squad movie date with Dimitri, Rie and Audrey. He was suffering from the stomach flu and threw up in the middle of the movie theater.
The poly babes for the ask thing?
who gets sick more often:
Rhys, definitely
who is the better caretaker:
They’re all pretty great at caretaking. Rhys might be ever so slightly the best lol.
who is the most needy when they’re sick:
Julien, for sure. He’s a big baby.
who gets startled/worried every time the other sneezes:
Rhys is probably the most anxious, so he’d be the first to worry.
who stocks the house with cold medicine and orange juice:
Flo. No question. (#momfriend)
who is more careful not to spread their illness and who doesn’t care:
Flo is the most careful, but I feel like they’re all pretty good about not spreading their germs. Julien’s probably the worst at it though.
who gets cuddly when they’re feverish:
Julien loves to be taken care of and cuddled
who tries to pretend they’re fine:
Either Rhys or Julien. Rhys tries to hide it because he doesn’t like people worrying about him. Julien is more of the “lying to himself” type where he’ll deny that he’s sick until he can’t anymore.
who tries weird/old-fashioned remedies:
Flo’s witchy-ass is all about that kind of thing.
Experimenting in the Kitchen, Instead of the Bedroom, Can Sometimes be Good for a Relationship
A present for @emetoandotherthings from @lickstynine
Esther,
I’ve been toiling over the plot of this for all of November, and I’m honestly still horrifically insecure about it. Writing other people’s characters makes me intensely anxious; I’m always afraid I can’t do them justice. Especially in your case - you’re one of the best writers I know, so you set the bar super high for any story about your characters. But I did my very best because you’re my very best friend, so here’s an indulgent little drabble-bordering-on-fic.
Merry Christmas, and remember you’re the Besther,
💕 J
“Fuck me, it’s bloody freezing outside!” Jude gasped, shoving the front door shut against a gust of wind. His face was flushed from the cold, and his teeth were chattering loudly, but he beamed proudly as he dropped shopping bags onto the ground in the entryway.
Eden stepped out of the kitchen, dusting flour off his hands. “Looks like it. Did you at least get all the stuff for your class Christmas party?”
Jude nodded, discarding his frost-crusted jacket and adding his gloves and scarves to the pile. “Yea! I got plates, napkins, candy, glitter, cardstock, and markers. We’re gonna have the kids make Christmas cards for their parents.”
“I’m sure whatever you do, it’ll be brilliant.” Eden smiled warmly and pressed a kiss onto Jude’s flushed cheek. “Are you hungry?”
“I’m starving!” The brunette lamented, pouting dramatically as he looked up at Eden. “What have you baked?” He asked, having smelled the rich, sweet aroma wafting from the kitchen.
Eden led his boyfriend to the kitchen, gesturing to the counters filled with cookies and cupcakes. “Everything. I promised I’d bring sweets for everyone in the labs, I wanted to have enough variety…” He left out the part where he’d mostly just been baking as a stress relief. The holiday party at the lab was a nice excuse, but he also needed to blow off steam. Christmas was a stressful time of year, and his anxiety had only been getting worse over the past few days. Luckily, spending the day making sweets had helped him to calm down some, and his boyfriend’s return improved Eden’s mood as well. “I was hoping you’d taste test for me, make sure it all turned out.”
Jude grinned like a child that got a pony for Christmas. All he’d eaten today was a mediocre takeout sandwich nearly seven hours before, and the sight of delicious treats was only amplifying his hunger. He hurried to grab a plate, piling it high with an assortment of cupcakes, cookies, and other baked goods. Sitting down at the table, he started to dig in, his smile only growing at the taste of Eden’s top-notch baking. “It’s good! It’s so good…”
Eden’s cheeks pinkened faintly, and a genuine smile tugged at his lips. He brushed a few loose strands of hair from his face, washing his hands before returning to the bowl of batter on the counter. “I’m actually not done, so I hope you don’t have any plans for the evening.”
“I could eat your baking ‘til I died. I’ll stay up all night if you need it.” Jude enthused, continuing to stuff his face with cookies and brownies. He went after the cupcakes last, sucking them down as fast as he could peel off the wrappers. The sweets were being devoured so quickly, he could barely discern one flavor from another. Though his stomach was growing full, he was still craving the taste of sugar, and Jude didn’t want to let his boyfriend down. He rubbed discreetly at his growing belly, trying to ignore the burbling of his gut as it struggled to digest so many sweets.
Eden appeared at his side, offering an assortment of fresh cookies to taste. “Eat up. I’ve got two more batches of cupcakes baking, then we’ll be done. Is everything good so far?”
Jude nodded, swallowing thickly to get the last remnants of chocolate out of his mouth. “Of course. You’re a great baker.” He grabbed a cookie from the new plate, taking a bite before asking, “What flavours are the last cupcakes?”
“Vanilla and chocolate. Those sets are vegan, I wanted to have options for everyone.”
“Of course.” The thoughtfulness brought a smile to Jude’s face, and he slowed his eating to gaze up at Eden for a moment. Though they had been together a good while now, he would never cease to be pleased by the sight of his boyfriend. The light from the kitchen cast a gold glow on Eden’s curls, and his cheeks had a soft ruddiness from working by the heat of the oven. A sappy grin spread across Jude’s face, and he munched quietly, watching Eden shuffle back into the kitchen to start straightening up, his long, nimble fingers piling dishes into the sink to wash.
Jude grew distracted as his belly turned again. He paused his cookie eating to palm his swollen stomach, which had gone from feeling overfull to downright queasy. Maybe he should lay off the sweets, he thought. But how could he disappoint Eden? There were still more cookies on the plate, and cupcakes in the oven. If Jude didn’t eat them, poor insecure Eden would assume they were bad. Jude couldn’t let down his boyfriend like that. Swallowing the nauseous gurgle rising in his throat, he picked up the half-eaten cookie from his plate, finishing it and forcing himself to bite into the next one.
By the time Eden returned with cupcakes, Jude was miserably nauseous. He’d just forced down the last cookie a moment ago, and the idea of putting any more food in his stomach made his belly groan in protest. Forcing a smile, he murmured a quick thanks, squeezing Eden’s hand before the blond left to finish cleaning the kitchen.
Peeling at the cupcake wrappers, Jude wondered if there was anyway he could hide the two cakes in his napkin. The gurgling in his belly was only growing angrier, and it took all his willpower to bring the vanilla cupcake up to his lips. Overpowered by the sugary rush of frosting, Jude gagged, dropping the cupcake to clamp a hand over his mouth. His stomach lurched, threatening to send a wave of sick all over the table, and he barely swallowed it down. Scrambling to his feet, Jude bolted to the bathroom, ignoring the concerned voice of Eden behind him.
“Jude? Are you alright?” Eden stuck his head into the bathroom just in time to hear a noisy retch. Jude was slouched over the toilet, gagging and belching as his stomach expelled wave after wave of sugary vomit. Cringing sympathetically, Eden hurried over, kneeling down to rub his boyfriend’s back.
Jude moaned in discomfort, leaning back against Eden during a brief reprieve. “Ede? I don’t think I can finish the sweets.”
“Oh honey, of course not.” A wave of guilt washed over Eden as he came to a realization. “You didn’t have to eat all that…”
“I wanted to try it all.” Jude mumbled, burying his face in the crook of Eden’s neck. “You asked me to.”
Guilt hung heavy in Eden’s voice. “I’m sorry, Jude. I really am. I didn’t mean to make you feel pressured.” he held his boyfriend close, brushing Jude’s sweat-soaked fringe from his forehead.
“It’s not your - urp!” Jude pulled away, leaning back over the toilet bowl as a queasy belch brought up more sick. Eden kept an arm around him for support, rubbing Jude’s back with his other hand.
“That’s it, get it up.” Eden coaxed, “You’ll feel better when you’re done.”
Jude continued to puke for several minutes, heaving weakly as his stomach forced up the last of its contents. Eden’s fingers traced gently up and down Jude’s spine, and he waited patiently to ensure his boyfriend was done vomiting. When Jude finally settled, Eden grabbed a square of toilet paper, wiping Jude’s mouth and flushing the toilet.
“Come on, let’s get you to bed,” He murmured, helping the shaky brunette to his feet. They shuffled slowly down the hall, and once in their room, Eden eased Jude into bed. “I’m going to get some water, okay, sweetie?”
“Mmhm…” Jude nodded, gingerly curling up on his side, lifting his shirt to nurse his aching belly. He looked up as Eden returned, smiling weakly as his boyfriend crawled into bed with him.
“Slow sips.” Eden instructed, holding a water bottle to Jude’s lips. Once he had coaxed a bit of water into his boyfriend, he set the bottle aside, cozying up with Jude. “Would you like me to rub your belly?”
Jude’s eyes fluttered open, wide and delighted as he gazed at Eden. “Yes, please!” He rolled onto his back to expose his aching stomach, still slightly bloated from his foolish overstuffing.
Eden rested a hand against the warm, sensitive flesh, rubbing in slow, gentle circles. Sighing contently, Jude closed his eyes, relaxing as the turmoil in his belly started to fade. He yawned softly, pressing closer to Eden as he started to doze off. Eden smiled, kissing Jude’s forehead before murmuring a quiet goodnight. Though he still felt guilty for making Jude ill, Eden couldn’t help but feel flattered by tonight’s events. Jude cared more about Eden’s feelings than his own health and comfort. Though he wasn’t sure what he’d done to deserve it, Eden was immensely grateful to have such a good boyfriend.
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Thank you! I already answered 🐉, ☕️, and 🏡.
💙 - Introvert or extrovert? Introvert, but slightly less so online.
Hi, guys! I know that I've been super inactive lately, because, like I said, the app is gone and I can't get it back, and my laptop isn't running smoothly at the moment. At some point in the (hopefully near) future, I'll post more regularly, but for now, I had a random burst of inspiration! This is my attempt at drawing @emetoandotherthings character Aaliyah! Est, I love, love, love your blog and characters, and I hope this drawing looks something like her!
Peony and Locust
Peony: What’s your favorite hot beverage?I really like tea! Just regular black tea with some cream and sugar because I have a sweet tooth. ^^
Locust: What was your favorite book as a child?As a kid, I really loved reading the Warrior Cats series, whoops. I was a huge dork. (Still am)
Thanks for asking ;-;
