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Home sickness

this is for my friend @lildreamysoul shes having a horrible time with a cold. and I thought my terrible writing might help alittle bit.

i love ya hun, i tried with something XD get well soon my friend.

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THROB

Your head hurts, your muscles ache, you’re burning but you’re freezing, your throat hurts…

Coming back from Oklahoma with this massive sickness makes you want to never leave bed again.

You lay on your bed in your small apartment, hoping that this agony will pass soon. Groaning at the mere fact of having to get up eventually.

That is, especially when someone has the gall to knock on your door.

You groan and cough. Waves of nausea power through you as you get up. Hoping that you won’t vomit on whoever is at the door.

“I’m comin…” your voice croaks from all the flem and strain on your throat, feeling as if you’re swallowing knives.

When you approach, you hear two particular voices that makes you feel relieved and horrified at the same time.

‘They can’t see me like this’

But, before you can tell them you’re sick and such, a soft thump lands on the sofa behind you.

You wheeze with a cough before you can turn around.

“woah bud, you ok?” sans the goddamn sexy skeleton lands on your sofa. One look and there is strong concern gracing his features.

You shake your head, head throbbing even more and you shiver. The room grows cold again. Dammit.

And sans catches you before you even knew you tripped.

He feels your head and immediately grimaces, but tries to save it with one of his puns.

“damn, I always knew you were hot"

You’re not sure if the flush on your cheeks are from the fever or his comment.

You feel yourself set down on the couch and the lock to click. In result, a giant worried skeleton bursts through the threshold to check on you. He’s holding his phone that shows a human sickness symptoms. apparently he’s looking at the deadly section.

“HUMAN?”

Ow. loud…

“Yeah?” You groan softly.

“A-ARE YOU DYING? SHALL WE TAKE YOU TO THE HOSPITAL??” He starts panicking.

“No pappy, tits’ jus a cold.” You try to reassure the big lovely goofball.

After more reassurance, he finally settled and sans says something to him. Paps grins and runs towards your little kitchen.

“Whas he doin?” You mumble. You’re sleepy and you barely feel yourself being pulled into a boney embrace. Nor do you see sans’ face a complete shade of blue as he holds your body to try to warm you.

“makin soup.”

You snuggle up in his warm hold, his jacket ticking your nose. Not really realizing what you’re doing.

“Hmm, hope he has fun.” You whisper as you fall into a swift unconsciousness

San kisses your head, mumbling that he loves you, and he will take care of you.

He has yet to say that out loud while you’re awake.

totallynotdeadyet-blog

This turned up on my dash while I’m ill. How did tumblr know??? 😧

#im sick #and #this fanfic #makes me feel better

its-melkor-bitch

Neat there’s a neat lotr mod for skyrim and it works for ps4 I wonder what could possibly go wrong with this

its-melkor-bitch

I accidentally killed elrond

gandalfwho

NOT MY BABY BOY, YOU MONSTER

gandalfwho

where do aragorn’s eyebrows go sometimes

kingslacky

tabloidsores

It’s been 10 years and he still doesn’t care

toastoat

‘1 DECADE ago’ carries so much weight

robotmystic

dad?

grawly

answer his question

earendil-was-a-mariner

The Dwarves: we cant go through the front door, we need to find a secret entrance

Frodo, Sam, & Gollum: we cant go through the front door, we need to find a secret entrance

Fingolfin: *bang bang* Morgoth come out so I can kick your ass

uesp

Did You Know: Skyrim is six years old today? Since Morrowind, each game’s cover has had a message written in the trim of the front of the box. Skyrim’s is the “Song of the Dragonborn” (Dovahkiin, Dovahkiin, naal ok zin los vahriin). Usually it’s a message of doom, but Skyrim gave you your theme song instead.

itsastralcat

The Zodiacs as the Daedric Princes (From the Elder Scrolls)

Aries: Mehrunes Dagon

Taurus: Azura

Gemini: Boethiah

Cancer: Malacath

Leo: Molag Bal

Virgo: Clavicus Vile

Libra: Sanguine

Scorpio: Nocturnal

Sagittarius: Hermaeus Mora

Capricorn: Jyggalag

Aquarius: Hircine

Pisces: Meridia

#i got molag bal #what does that mean #help

artmagine

Life and Death by Nell Fallcard

diarygirls

being born in the late 90′s is a really weird time because our coming of age is/was so tied into the expansion of personal technology? like for so many of us the transition from getting your first flip phone to smartphones wasn’t just a technology shift, it was part of growing up. and it created this really weird timeline where new technologies were being created right as we entered the right age market to use them, so now we all know intuitively how to use snapchat or the social context of emoji use or whatever but we can also remember childhoods spent (almost) entirely outside and offline. like you get all the disillusionment of the older millennial generation except now with the stress of spending your adolescence measuring yourself against others on social media and it’s really fucking confusing

cat-memes-only

thy-lovelylionheart

“you can’t be tired,” chortles a middle aged family friend, “you’re young!”

“really??” I exclaim. I had no idea. my exhaustion lifts off my shoulders, the bags under my eyes disappear. I no longer need sleep, due to my invigorating youth. I Am Free.

annyongchingu

I read middle aged as Middle Aged and was expecting a plague reference.

thy-lovelylionheart

“thou cannot have the black death,” the doctor scoffs behind his mask, “you are youthful!”

“marry??” I exclaim. I hadst no idea. the fever lifts, mine own strength returns, the blackness fades from mine own skin. I am in perfect health, due to mine own most wondrous youth. I Am Free.