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Claire Keane
Cosmic Funnies
Love Begins
pixel skylines
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Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
todays bird
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
trying on a metaphor
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祝日 / Permanent Vacation
Discoholic 🪩
Keni
we're not kids anymore.
Kaledo Art
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
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SMACKS DESK HERES A THOUGHT
Like buying someone a drink but instead it’s character A looking across a cafe (where people study and read and do stuff) to see character B hunched over a laptop or notebook with a winter hat and scarf looking red around the eyes and nose. And they order them a soup instead. Cue the whole “I didn’t order this-?” “No but they did” exchange with the server and character A just doing a little wave like hehe feel better
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A little art dump of some commissioned drawings. I will eventually make an actual post about my commission information, but I do take them, and they are open.
Today's thoughts: love sickness.
Like actually getting sick from being in love. A person gets dizzy and nauseous at when interacting with their crush. If they're crush compliments them in any way, they flush so much they get an actual fever. On a first date, they're an absolute mess. Feverish, sick to their stomach, dizzy, all while being on cloud 9. Even if they manage to keep it together, when their love kisses them on the cheek at the end of the night, they pass out from the head rush it brings.
i feel like a lot of people in the community (at least, a lot of the ones i followed) ditched tumblr after the porn ban & with the tags being freaked im struggling to find people to follow. if you post/reblog belly kink art AND ARE AN ADULT OVER 18 Please!!! reblog this so i can check you out
(also hi hello i am Also a belly kink artist trying to get myself back into the scene)
It's my birthday today, so here's a collection of birthday related sick/emeto thoughts:
A character is feeling sick and not up for really doing anything at all, especially a party, but they don't want to disappoint their friends/family so they go out anyway and put on a brave face. They're taken out to a pretty nice restaurant, and while the food is delicious, nothing is a sitting right. By the time they realize their going to puke, it's too late to try and get away. They end up puking on the table in front of everyone, and they're mortified at just having made a scene.
A character decides to treat themselves and goes out to buy all sorts of their favorite snacks, including a decent sized birthday cake. They inevitably end up over indulging, but everything is so good and they really don't want to stop, despite the protests of their stomach. They end up about half way through the cake before they have to stop and throw it all up.
B (a friend/partner/other) makes food for A for thier birthday. But B accidentally adds an ingredient that A is allergic to, because they either didn't know or forgot. Soon after eating, A starts to get a really horrible stomachache. They're curled up and crying, and B is incredibly worried. A asks what was in the food, and B starts listing of ingredients. A explains they they're allergic. B stays by A's side while they're sick for the rest of the day, feeling incredibly guilty.
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Tummy rubs are the perfect cure for a tummy ache
The urge to bother my mutuals
reblog if it’s okay for your mutuals to bother you <3
Bruise kisses
I've been obsessed with the idea of someone being sick with a high fever and crying, and their partner/friend/teammate/whatever goes to hold their face and wipe at their tears. And the sick person finds their cold hands comforting. Also, just the general idea of holding the face of someone precious to you is something I really like, I just find it so sweet.
i love my silly little internet friends hey silly internet friends if you see this. i love you
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could you possibly draw some emeto art of kaeya?
yes, anon. yes i can. you couldn't have possibly sent me this in a better time. i was digital pen/stylus thingy in hand, ready to post a call for doodle requests when i saw your ask. so to say i was inspired for this one is an understatement. i hope you like it.
NON-KINK BLOGS AND MINORS DNI
tw for vomit and implications of alcohol usage bellow
i had way too much fun drawing this. thanks for the ask anon!
do i have a story for this one? well, he was drunk, just about to go to sleep, you were helping him undress (uwu) i.e. delayer his thousand shirts. and then, well, he's made a mess.
there's also a clean version (no vomit) under the cut and an extra sketch for the face (as i was struggling to get the mouth right).
Since y'all seem to like asthma related stuff so much, let's go:
-Tiny little wheezes coming straight from whumpee's chest.
-And the cough! Coughing all the time. Allergies? They cough. Sick with a cold or the flu? Cough. Cold weather? Cough. Exercise? Cough. Second hand smoke? COUGH.
-Their lungs are really sensitive, so their colds settle in their chest every time and it takes them forever to get better.
-Whumpee always has inhalers lying around. In their pockets. In their bag. In their car. Around the house. Everywhere.
-Frequent check ups and doctor's appointments. They probably hate the spirometer, because it makes them cough, of course.
-Distinctive, whistling cough, that sometimes is so severe that it makes the poor whumpee throw up, or makes it difficult to eat and sleep.
-Itchy skin before an episode.
-During bad attacks, caretaker helps them sit leaning forward with their elbows on their knees to open up the lungs.
-The uncontrollable jitters and anxiety they get after taking their inhaler (that stuff is just the worst, sometimes the medication is worse than the illness itself!)
-When they feel better after taking their meds, but they have to deal with the aftermath, aka coughing up junk for the rest of the day.
-Sleeping propped up on pillows.
-Broken blood vessels on the face and tears rolling down their cheeks from the effort of coughing.
Can't stop thinking about the fact that when you have a fever your heart beats faster. Imagine somebody cuddling their sick sweetheart and being able to judge when their fever is getting worse because their heart is beating so much quicker 🥺
a sick little thing waking up from a fever nap, sitting up and panting to get any air. their poor lil heart is going so fast, and they just cant seem to find their caretaker...oh, here come the tears...
Currently consumed by the thought of sickie+SO who's a physiotherapist.
A has been sick for days with the worst chest cold of their life.
Every breath rattles and wheezes in their lungs, and their tired, weak, aching coughs are not enough to break the insane amount of congestion that's sitting in their chest.
The only way they can sleep without choking is sitting up. And that's what they're currently doing, taking a fever nap in bed, back against their SO's chest, who's sitting behind them against the headboard.
B can feel the thrum of congestion in A's lungs, their back spasming every time they cough.
B is a physiotherapist, knows a thing or two about the human body, and is terribly worried. A is well on their way to developing pneumonia at this point, if their worsening cough and scalding fever is anything to go by.
So they offer A a little help. They ask A to lie on the bed, and B's experienced hands start gently thumping on A's back and chest, slowly breaking the congestion.
B instructs A on how to cough gently, as the gunk in their lungs is starting to come loose.
By the end of the session, A has coughed up mouthfuls upon mouthfuls of gunk, and they're absolutely drained, but at least it doesn't feel like they're choking on land anymore.
Exhausted, they fall asleep right where they are, as B sighs in relief. At least A's breathing a bit easier now.
Me: They’re my favorite character
Also me: *hurts them*
CW: Blood, Injury
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A and B are in an extremely formal situation where they are required to stand for long periods of time.
A has been running a pretty nasty fever since the night before, but they both HAVE to be there (think of a social event that will impact their whole career, so they really have no choice but to go).
B can see A struggling to stand. They are pale and sweaty, shaking from head to toe, and B can definitely tell that A is in pain from the way they are subtly shifting their weight from one foot to the other, their posture more and more hunched by the minute.
B slowly moves behind A, and whispers in their ear "It's okay. Lean on me."
A is so relieved that almost bursts into tears. B gasps in shock as A's impossibly hot back meets their chest. The poor thing is truly burning up.
As the event progresses, B can feel A slipping in and out of consciousness against them, so they try very subtly to keep them upright to save appearances.
As soon as the event is over, A turns around and just collapses into B.
B immediately drags them to their car, where they unbutton A's shirt in a desperate attempt to bring down their impossibly high temperature, as they start the car to drive poor unconscious A to the nearest emergency room.
Some Stomach Related Whump
-The struggle to make it down to the end of the hallway before having to stop and rest against the wall, one hand covering their abdomen as they wince from the pain
-Sitting up on a mountain of pillows behind their back to ease either nausea or tense muscles
-Mid-conversation vocal strains because the force of just having to talk is making it worse
-Throwing up/dry heaving so much it leaves visible bruises around their ribs
-When somebody tells a joke and they start laughing but there’s pain written all over their face and the laughter quickly dies off
-Nobody believing their “my stomach hurts” excuse, but it’s not an excuse
-Groaning every time they move because it pulls at a scar(s)
