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#tw: vomit mention
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The whumpee felt miserable, but they tried their best to hide this from the caretaker since the last thing they wanted is to be a burden. It isn’t until the caretaker finds the whumpee throwing up in the middle of the night that the whumpee realizes that the caretaker actually wants to help them- and that the caretaker wasn’t like the whumper.
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the-metatron · 4 months
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hello how are you?
Not well, unfortunately. I've been nauseous ever since I returned from my trip to 1978, vomiting every morning.
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At first, I thought I had simply overextended myself. What with beating both the Twelfth Doctor and Missy in strip poker, then collecting my spoils as the victor, while travelling in the TARDIS, and then dancing with and later punishing Zeus over a several period.
But then @scribe-proxy-and-deadpan-snarker suggested I pee on this frog in order to determine the cause of my illness.
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A bit unconventional, I admit, but I've been known to try everything twice. So, I will try and report back with what I find out. Wish me luck!
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bil-daddy · 8 months
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Aziraphale ate too many ox ribs and now his tummy hurts...
Thanks a lot guys. I did what 61.3% you voted for and tried to seduce Aziraphale with a rack of ox ribs. And you wanna know what happened? This angel ate so much he made himself sick. Classic beginner's mistake.
So. There go all my plans for the rest of our date* night. What should I do now?
(*he still doesn't know it was supposed to be a date.)
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thestressedsimmer · 5 months
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1312 October, Willow Creek Royal Residence
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On the way to her chambers one night, Joan was overcome with sudden and overwhelming nausea. She was stuck in place for a full minute before she could run to a chamber pot to vomit into.
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As she emptied her stomach of contents, Joan groaned. She was used to dizzy spells, headaches, and sudden bouts of fatigue... but vomiting was new. She is a frail woman - hence why she was always in her chambers alone and didn't want her husband to touch her.
She rested on the stone floor for a moment, praying to the Watcher to give her strength to continue fighting with her health. . . But. . . Then a thought occurred to her. She rushed back to her chambers, standing in front of a mirror.
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Tender breasts? Check.
Nausea and vomiting? Check.
Late monthly course....
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She is with child! This is the answer to all of her prayers! After all, Louis needs and heir and she has a duty as a queen to produce one - she had been growing more and more concerned as the years stretched on with no sign of it happening...
But now it is! She rushed out of her chambers to go see her husband, waking him out of a sound slumber. She was so ecstatic, she had almost forgot about what had happened during his father's funeral preperations.
However, his grief is still strong. And so.... he did not have the reaction she'd hoped.
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cosmic-kaden · 4 months
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Sorry I haven't been active. Turns out it's not food poisoning. I'm currently sitting in the hospital waiting room. My intestines feel like they're literally on fire and I can't stand or sit because of seeering pain. Tmi but I've been doing nothing but throwing up and..other bodily functions all day. My muscles are weak and I have a fever/chills and I'm having difficulty breathing
I've never experienced my inside on fire before so it's worth getting checked out... In for a 7-8 hour wait in the waiting room tho which sucks cause I'm exhausted
I'll be back once I'm feeling better. I hope you're all doing well my friends, I love you 💜 /p
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jammyjams1910 · 1 year
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(Cw: Emetophobia)
When some kid in school fuckin tells you that the school dessert you bought (cos the main course is diabolical) looks like vomit to take the piss
So now you have to sit there and literally force it down you, while trying not to cry, so you don't starve for the rest of the day
So well done kid in school that won't be named, well done for triggering my emetophobia for fun again, just be glad I managed to eat at least half the bowl
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starsinthenigth · 3 months
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★I didn't eat my same food today. I feel as if I'm gonna puke.★
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bonesandthebees · 10 months
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I found the cockroach, tried to kill it, but it survived and disappeared. I am more scared now. On a different note, I just spent 20 minutes laying down on the floor of the bathroom bc I felt like I needed to puke so that's fun, it's just not going well for me tonight :(
oh no I'm so sorry anon :( I hope your night got better after this
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dragon-spaghetti · 2 months
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do you liek bananas
Used to as a kid but threw up after having one once and haven't been able to eat them since 😔
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alder-reid · 1 year
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Alder held his breath, hands clasped tightly together under his chin as he sat on the edge of the couch, watching. Just like the rest of the Tower, the rest of Panem. The Games were at their final precipice, ready to tip them into one of two futures.
He'd thought a lot about one of them. A new resident in Seven's Village, someone to keep him company as he fed the strays and to shield from the things he wished he'd been shielded from as a new Victor. Though he knew Ren would emerge changed, traumatized, this future still felt a little warmer to him than his current reality, closer to family than he'd had since he was sixteen. Maybe it was selfish. It was definitely a bad idea, to let himself run away with thoughts like that. But the closer the end neared with Ren's heart still beating, the sharper the picture of a future with a sibling he'd never had grew. Now, it almost felt impossible that it couldn't happen, how could it feel so real if it wasn't going to? His heart pounded against his ribcage as though he was there beside Ren, fleeing the mutt and the fire, despite his frozen position. The nurse was a ghastly mutt, grotesque and horrific; Ren appeared so very small beside her, they had to pull the cameras so far back to capture them both in the same shot.
"Run," he urged under his breath. Ren was moving to yank Nano away from Conny-- she was gone, far gone. It was a saving that he knew was in Ren's nature, but he begged them silently, selfishly, to let Nano make the mistake of attachment. It would mean Ren would come home, couldn't they see that? Maybe they could. Maybe that was what made Ren a better person than any of them deserved.
It earned Ren a knife to the shoulder. Alder yelled, something between sympathetic pain and white-hot rage with Nano. "Run!" he yelled to the screen again, this time pleading. "Ren, please, run, you can do this, you can do this..."
For a moment, it seemed like they might. Then, in a move that he saw all too much of himself in, they threw a reactive punch instead. It happened so fast, he barely had time to process it. A brief struggle, then another knife, this time with deadlier aim. His own heart raced empathetically, as though if it were to try hard enough, it might course enough blood through Ren's veins to keep them alive too. He'd survived a stabbing too and won, right? They just had to hang on a little bit longer, let the nurse take care of Nano first. That wasn't what happened; Nano's thoughts seemed aligned with Alder's, but oriented to his own survival. The nurse craned down to scoop up Ren, little Ren, like a baby bird. They pled, Alder pled too, silently, to anyone, anything that might listen, tears of horror and realization stinging in his eyes. There was a nauseating crack. Alder's phone buzzed at his side in panicked alarm that Ren's vitals had gone instantaneously silent. He sat, frozen, nauseated, feeling the future he'd hoped for dissolve, joining the wildfire ashes sweeping away on the camp's winds. The stillness held, both on the Seventh floor and in the Arena. Nano made the first move when no sign of rescue came, seemingly possessed by something Alder didn't understand. "Don't fucking touch them!" he screamed at Nano as he laid his hands on Ren's crumpled form, pulled them toward the flagpole--
This time, his stomach turned for good, and he choked on bile in the back of his throat, forcing him to turn away and retreat into his room, his body purging itself of the last bits of hope he'd dared hold on to the past five days. Alone.
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t0ast-t1me-88 · 3 months
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wip
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Might finish
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oxford-wichita · 4 months
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@helios-serpentine
Mars was gone. To where, Mercuria would never know. But the mutts had successfully separated them, and there was no safe way to venture back towards where Mars may be. Certainly there was no way Mercuria could hack through the trees, so the only option was up. Up the mountain, hoping against hope that her group was safe, that Mars was safe, that -
Two cannons sounded. Mercuria's breath caught in her throat and immediately she started retching. There was nothing in her stomach, of course - this was the Hunger Games, after all. Who knew how long of a pause there had been between the two cannons; her repetitive upward trek blurred any sense of time.
But two cannons meant there were six left. She could only hope that Bramble and Nettle were among that number. That Slate was among that number. However, the day was still bright and it would be many hours before the faces of the dead would show in the sky.
She posted up on a rock, hoping against hope she was hidden from sight. But as she heard a Tribute coming down the mountain, she knew she wouldn't be so lucky.
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elenaflcres · 1 year
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Elena had been freshening up in the bathroom, reapplying her lipstick in the mirror when she heard the sounds of somebody throwing up. She knew it wasn’t her place to interfere, but she couldn’t help it. She had always been a considerate person but she seemed to have a stronger impulse to care for others after her daughter had been born. “Are you alright in there?” she asked after tucking the lipstick tube away, walking over to the stall she could hear it coming from.
@claraarquette
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antiquatedmagic · 1 year
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"i pictured you with other girls in love and then threw up on the street."
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cosmic-kaden · 4 months
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I am imagining both Arwen and Aragorn taking care of me right now. I'm pretty sure I have food poisoning...
Arwen would help with getting me water to keep me hydrated and she would help hold my hair out of my face if I had to throw up, being ever caring, rubbing my back and helping me wipe my tears away (as when I throw up its violent to the point it literally chokes me and makes my throat bleed)
Aragorn would lay with me, providing extra warmth if I needed it or a cool cloth to my head if I felt overheated, he'd gently run his fingers through my hair and reassure me that this will pass he would gently rub my back as I drifted into sleep.
I just need them right now I feel completely awful.
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rosekins621 · 2 years
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To those who are also prone to migraines: your f/os, regardless of relationship type, want you to rest and take care of yourself. They can and will take care of you and ensure you're as comfortable as you can be. Sleep is usually the only remedy that works (for me at least). Need water? Okay, stay where you are. They're on their way. Tea? Hot/cold shower? Help making a bed on the floor? Is your hair long and you feel like throwing up? They've got you gently holding your hair back and making sure you either make it to the toilet or a trashcan. If you don't they won't be mad. They’ll get you comfortable and offer to help you clean it or clean it themselves if the cleaning solution smell messes with your head/hurts.
Get migraines about once a week and spearmint is a great smell with a little oil diffuser.
Drink water, even if it's tiny sips. It makes it easier on your body if you hurl
Sleep wherever you feel the most comfortable (I usually camp out on the bathroom floor)
Track your migraines; it's really helpful when you go to any doctor. I use Migraine Buddy. It's free and checks in every 6-12 hours just in case you forget it was running
Darkness and silence are hard to find so stick towels under the door and pull a blanket over your head. If you don't like your head covered avoid windows.
Listen to your body. If people don't respect your limits, they aren't worth your time. If you're stuck with them just make sure they know how much pain you're in and how sick you feel. Still ignore you? I'm sorry you have to deal with that, just stay safe!
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