#Migraine vs. headache

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Migraine : Symptoms And Treatment

Migraines are more than just headaches; they are a neurological condition that can significantly impact daily life. Understanding migraine symptoms, causes, and effective migraine treatment options can help individuals manage and reduce the frequency of attacks. In this blog, we will explore the key differences between migraines and headaches, available migraine medications, natural remedies for migraine headaches, and how dietary changes can help prevent migraine attacks.

What is a Migraine?

A migraine is a recurring headache disorder characterized by intense, throbbing pain, typically on one side of the head. It is often accompanied by other symptoms such as nausea, sensitivity to light and sound, and visual disturbances. Unlike a regular headache, a migraine can last from a few hours to several days, significantly affecting a person's daily activities.

Migraine vs. Headache: Understanding the Difference

Many people confuse migraines with regular headaches. However, the two conditions have distinct characteristics:

Headaches are usually mild to moderate in intensity and can be caused by stress, dehydration, or tension. They typically respond well to over-the-counter medications for migraines and simple lifestyle changes.

Migraines are more severe and come with additional symptoms such as nausea, vomiting, visual auras, and heightened sensitivity to external stimuli. They often require specific migraine medications and preventive strategies to manage effectively.

Common Migraine Symptoms

Migraine symptoms vary from person to person, but common signs include:

Severe headache pain (often on one side of the head)

Sensitivity to light and sound

Nausea and vomiting

Visual disturbances (auras)

Dizziness and fatigue

Tingling or numbness in the face or limbs

Migraine symptoms in women over 40 can be different due to hormonal fluctuations, making them more prone to chronic migraines. Understanding these changes is essential for targeted migraine treatment.

Migraine Causes: What Triggers an Attack?

Several factors contribute to the onset of migraines, including:

Hormonal changes – Women may experience migraines due to hormonal fluctuations, especially during menstruation, pregnancy, or menopause.

Dietary triggers – Certain foods, such as processed meats, aged cheeses, and caffeine, can trigger migraines.

Stress and anxiety – Emotional stress is a leading cause of migraine attacks.

Environmental factors – Bright lights, loud noises, and strong smells can act as triggers.

Sleep disturbances – Both excessive sleep and sleep deprivation can contribute to migraines.

Migraine Treatment: Medical and Natural Approaches

Medical Treatments for Migraines

Migraine treatment often involves medications designed to relieve symptoms and prevent future attacks. Some commonly prescribed migraine medications include:

Pain relievers – Over-the-counter medications for migraines like ibuprofen, aspirin, and acetaminophen can help relieve mild symptoms.

Triptans – Prescription medications such as sumatriptan and rizatriptan help by narrowing blood vessels and blocking pain pathways.

Preventive medications – Beta-blockers, antidepressants, and anti-seizure drugs can help reduce the frequency and severity of migraine attacks.

Natural Remedies for Migraine Headaches

Many individuals prefer alternative treatments to manage migraine symptoms. Natural remedies for migraine headaches include:

Hydration – Drinking enough water can prevent dehydration-related migraines.

Magnesium supplements – Magnesium deficiency has been linked to migraines, making supplementation a potential preventive measure.

Essential oils – Peppermint and lavender oils may help reduce headache pain.

Yoga and meditation – Stress-reduction techniques can significantly lower migraine frequency.

Acupuncture – This traditional Chinese therapy may help reduce migraine severity.

How to Prevent Migraine Attacks Naturally

Lifestyle modifications play a crucial role in preventing migraines. Here are some tips on how to prevent migraine attacks naturally:

Maintain a consistent sleep schedule – Going to bed and waking up at the same time daily can help regulate your body's internal clock.

Stay hydrated – Dehydration is a common migraine trigger, so drink sufficient water throughout the day.

Manage stress levels – Practice relaxation techniques such as deep breathing and mindfulness meditation.

Identify and avoid triggers – Keeping a migraine diary can help pinpoint specific food or environmental triggers.

Engage in regular physical activity – Moderate exercise can improve circulation and reduce stress, helping to prevent migraines.

Dietary Changes to Reduce Migraine Frequency

Your diet plays a significant role in migraine prevention. Here are some dietary changes to reduce migraine frequency:

Increase intake of omega-3 fatty acids – Found in fish, nuts, and seeds, omega-3s have anti-inflammatory properties.

Reduce processed and aged foods – Processed meats, aged cheeses, and foods high in additives can trigger migraines.

Limit caffeine and alcohol – While small amounts of caffeine can help relieve migraines, excessive intake can lead to rebound headaches.

Incorporate magnesium-rich foods – Spinach, bananas, and almonds are excellent sources of magnesium, which can help prevent migraines.

Conclusion

Migraines are a debilitating condition that requires a comprehensive approach for effective management. Understanding migraine symptoms, identifying triggers, and exploring medical and natural migraine treatment options can help individuals reduce the frequency and severity of attacks. Whether through migraine medications, natural remedies for migraine headaches, or dietary changes to reduce migraine frequency, managing migraines is possible with the right strategies.

If you experience frequent migraines, consult a healthcare professional for a personalized treatment plan. Take proactive steps today to lead a migraine-free life!A

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Migraine vs. Headache: Understanding the Key Differences

Confused about whether you're experiencing a headache or a migraine? Our latest blog breaks down the essential differences between the two, covering symptoms, causes, and treatment options. Discover how to identify and manage these common conditions effectively. Don't let the pain control your life—get informed today!

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Migraine auras are fucking stupid. I've gone through three separate strong emotions in the past thirty seconds.

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Differences Between Episodic and Chronic Migraine: What You Need to Know

Episodic migraine often evolves and acquires into chronic migraine for a tiny minority of people. Chronic migraine happens at least 15 days out of every month. Both affect a person’s ability, social life, personal life, and relationships. Learn the key differences between episodic and chronic migraines, including symptoms, frequency, and treatment options to manage your condition better!

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Headache vs. Migraine – Unveiling the Key Differences

Headaches and migraines are often misunderstood and used interchangeably. Nonetheless, they are two different conditions with similar symptoms, such as pain in and around the head. When you have pain or pressure in your head, it can be challenging to disclose whether you have a migraine attack or headache. Understanding the difference between migraines and headaches is essential to get prompt relief while preventing recurrent episodes.

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COYOTE UGLY - VIKTOR X READER

synopsis: When you’re not at the lab researching and developing Hextech, you’re in Zaun at the BDSM club Coyote Ugly as the bartender. Having this job ensures your team has enough money to continue working without any headaches. Well you’re in for a massive migraine since the man you’ve been in love with since you were kids is gonna find out about your dirty little secret.

warnings: secrets, bdsm etiquette, dom!viktor, love confessions, abelist comments (Viktor refers to himself in a negative light twice, referencing what others have called him) traffic light system, spanking, afab terms used for the smut section, dirty talk, vaginal sex, unsafe sex (wrap it before you tap it), creampie, squirting, I’m gonna write this as a 5 + 1 kinda deal. Ok? Ok. Grammarly is my beta

genre: m/f

p.s. This fic very obviously references Coyote Ugly (2000), and I know it is a bar in the movie but I didn't want to do a whole plotline on The Last Drop vs Coyote Ugly; and I didn't have the energy to write and characterize Silco LMAO. So I hope none of y'all are mad I tweaked it to be a BDSM club/bar instead. I've loved this movie ever since I was a kid. Now I'm tempted to do a Practical Magic (1998) fic too 😭😭

The Five Times Viktor Gets a Clue About You, and the One Time His Suspicions are Confirmed

One.

Viktor’s known you for almost two decades by this point. You’re well into your twenties and can do whatever you please. But Viktor’s got suspicions regarding you. Your excuses, your secrets. He knows you better than he knows himself.

So when you walk into the lab one day with a stack of cash, both Jayce and Viktor can’t help but look at you as if you were a project they were working on. You’ve peaked their curiosity and suspicion.

“So,” Viktor starts as you give the money to Jayce, and walk back to your desk, “Where did that money come from?”

You lightly scoff, “Don’t worry about it, V.”

“Of course I’m going to worry about it! That’s a lot of money miláček! Please tell me you got it legally.”

You whip around with a snort, “Don’t worry Viktor, it’s all legal. I just got paid from my second job. I already took a cut for myself; the rest I’m donating to the lab for our research.”

Viktor’s lips thin at that. You already took a cut for yourself and still had that much money to just… give away?

“Whatever you say, miláček.”

You’re gonna regret that. You’ve just peaked Viktor’s curiosity; and what’s the saying?

Curiosity killed the cat… but satisfaction brought it back.

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Two.

Viktor’s curiosity is peaked once more when he sees a glimmer of sparkle at your navel as your shirt rises, as you try to get something off the shelf for him.

Viktor hums as he puts his pen on the hem of your shirt to lift it a bit more. You gasp as a fresh breeze brushes against your abdomen.

“Whats this, hmm?”

You sputter a bit before dropping your arms and tugging your shirt down quickly, “Nothing.”

“Nothing? Your belly button is magical and shimmers on its own?”

You sarcastically hum, “How’d you know?” you add a dramatic gasp, just because you can. Viktor quirks an eyebrow at you, “You can just admit you got a piercing. Its quite common down in Zaun.”

“Whats the fun in that.” You pout, “I got it forever ago, a bit before we left for the Academy actually.”

“You got your navel pierced when you were seventeen, and I never found out about it until you were twenty-six and I was twenty-eight?”

You playfully shrug, “Guess you aren't as observant as you think you are.”

Viktor clenches his jaw, “Don’t tease me miláček. You won't like where you end up.”

“Try me.”

With that, you walk away with a sway to your hips as Viktor's grip on his pen tightens to the point he thinks it's going to snap in half.

You're going to regret that.

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Three.

“What is that?!” Jayce exclaims as you lounge on the couch, taking a small nap. “What? What! What're you screeching about Jayce?”

“That!” he squeaks, “On your lower back! Is that a…”

Viktor finishes the thought, “A tattoo?”

You twist your torso and look down. There's the perpetrator, a small tramp stamp that kind of looks like the Hexcores magic, and in the centre is a heart.

“Yeah.” you casually state as you go back to nap.

“Why does it look like the Hexcore?”

You take a quick peek over to Viktor before muttering, “Why not? I care about you guys and decided to get a tattoo to commemorate it.”

Jayce awes a bit but Viktor just narrows his eyes at you. There's more to it than just that. Because if not, then why did you put it in such a… risque place? Unless you wear low-rise pants or extremely cropped shirts; no one would ever see it.

Unless you're completely naked.

Viktor rubs his nose as you reposition yourself, your hip jutting out as your top rises even farther.

Viktor casually stands up and walks over to where you're resting on the labs couch. Lightly touching your lower back, he feels you flinch as he presses his hand harder onto the fully healed tattoo, “You must be cold, here. Let me fix that.”

And with that, Viktor pulls up the fleece blanket to cover your torso.

You look to Viktor and your eyes have darkened, your lids slightly narrowed. Your lips are lightly pursed as you examine Viktor. Viktor just smirks at you.

The longer this goes on, the more clues Viktor gets.

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Four.

Jayce keeps pacing in the lab. Back and forth, back and forth. Viktor is worried Jayce is going to wear the floor down to the baseboards.

“Are you okay?” Viktor quietly asks, looking at Jayce in concern. He's never seen him so… frazzled before.

“No. There's a small gathering happening later today with the council members and high-level individuals. There was supposed to be a bartender to make the meeting not as mind numbing but the one Mel booked previously is sick. Now we need to find a replacement for…”

Jayce looks at his watch and runs a hand through his hair, “Three hours from now.”

Before Viktor can put his two cents in, you pipe in, “I can do it.”

Jayce whips around to look at you, a manic gleam in his eyes, “You’re not joking, right? You can actually bartend.”

You nod once, “I can actually bartend.”

“Shes not lying Jayce. She was a part-time bartender at the Last Drop when… when Vander was the owner.

Both you and Viktor look down, Vander was a good man. He took care of everyone as if they were his own kids.

Jayce clears his throat, trying to dissipate the mournful aura in the lab, “Wow, you're like a wolf in sheep's clothing. Many hidden talents.”

You snort, “More like a coyote prowling in the forest. Challenge brings mastery, dear Jayce.”

Viktor quirks an eyebrow at you. That's an… odd choice of words. No one ever refers to themselves as a coyote unless they frequent…

Oh.

Oh.

Everything is slowly piecing together, he just needs one more piece of proof before he pounces. Viktor almost feels like he's insane; he's a frequent member of the well-established BDSM club down in Zaun; Coyote Ugly. He's sure he would’ve seen you before. But there's the off chance you work when he's not there. He only goes on Saturdays, on a bi-weekly schedule.

Maybe you knew that and planned your schedule around Viktor's desires.

For this last bit of proof, Viktor’s gonna bring his attitude from Coyote Ugly to the lab. Hopefully, he doesn't traumatize Jayce (or you if he's wrong.)

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Five.

Viktor is good at what he does. Many people look at him and assume he's a virgin due to his disabilities. They think he's submissive due to the fact he's more lean and lithe as a man.

He's not.

He can get anyone down to their knees. He can get anyone to listen to him. He doesn't typically use this power in his day-to-day life, but he's going to bring it to the lab today. Luckily for him, Jayce had a mandated meeting to go to and couldn't weasel his way out of it.

He sees his target in the corner of his eye.

You.

You're standing by the blackboard, wobbling in place. Viktor isn't sure how well you've slept, if you've eaten anything today, or if you've even taken a break.

Viktor gets up from his own spot, and makes his way to the small kitchenette in the lab and prepares a basic sandwich and sweet milk for you. He places the items onto your desk and you're none the wiser.

Its not until Viktor clears his throat do you look away from the blackboard.

“You can barely stand straight. Here, come take a small break. Eat something.”

You smile lightly at the care, “Oh Viktor, I’d love to but I can't. I'm on the verge of a breakthrough; I can feel it! If I stop now, I wont ever complete this runic sequence!”

“I insist.”

“No, I really can't—”

“Sit.”

With that, you sat down at your desk immediately. You've never heard Viktor's voice go like that. So dark, so commanding, so… sensual.

You feel almost ashamed. Here Viktor is, making you food, a drink, and worrying about your health. And you were too much of a brat to see it.

You take half the sandwich and bite into it as your stomach growls at you. Shit, he's right. You haven't eaten in several hours and now your body’s catching up to you.

Viktor tilts his head, observing you.

“You were right, thank you.”

Viktor puts his hand on the nape of your neck and squeezes. You shiver and lean into the touch.

“You’re welcome. Don't make me have to do that again.”

You look up at him, your eyes wide and glossy. Your lips pouted lightly. Viktor's grip tightens on your nape and you somewhat successfully suppress a whine.

That's the final puzzle piece.

“I wont.”

“Good girl.”

And with that, Viktor can see you blue screen.

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Plus One.

Viktor's changing up his routine, visiting Coyote Ugly on a Friday rather than his usual Saturday. The trek down to Zaun wasn't too bad, but the difference is air quality was highly noticeable.

Slowly but surely, Viktor makes his way to the club. He's in his usual outfit for this scene, an all-black ensemble with the buttons of his shirt undone almost dangerously low. He can feel the looks of desire shot his way. He's always on the top of the submissive’s lists at Coyote Ugly. And every coyote he's taken has been incredibly satisfied.

But ever since this theory of his sprouted, he's been hyper-focusing on it. On you. So he hasn't been able to take any of the coyotes to bed. They're desperate.

But there's a certain coyote that's already caught his eye.

He sees you working the bar as if it were second nature. Mixing drinks, pouring shots, opening beers, and chatting up the patrons. You seem so at home here.

Viktor gets a lovely eyeful of your outfit when you hope up on the bar with a megaphone, “Same shit, new day! We follow the rules and—”

All the patrons echo your words back to you, “We don't touch your girls!”

You smirk, “And with that, let the party begin!” a bell is heard ringing in the background but all Viktor can do is appreciate your sexiness.

You're in an all-black outfit as well, but its all leather. Your top is closed by a single button, so Viktor damn near gets an eyeful of your breasts. He can see your abdomen down to the top of your navel, your belly button piercing glittering in the club's lights.

Your leather pants are skin tight and low enough that Viktor's worried you can't bend over in them without flashing someone. He sees you turn around to hop off the bar and there it is. Your hexcore inspired tattoo.

Viktor feels his pants tighten at that. Its almost like a branding in his mind. Look at that. She's mine.

A few girls get up onto the bar and dance to the songs playing on the jukebox. With a distraction in place, he makes his way to the bar to order a drink.

Your back is to the bar as you clean some glasses, “What can I getcha?”

Viktor ensures his voice is loud enough so that you can hear him, “A whiskey sour, miláček.”

The sounds of cups almost breaking puts a smile on Viktor’s face. He's got you just where he wants you. You whip around with a deer-in-the-headlights look, “Vi—Viktor! What're you doing here?! You usually come on—”

“Saturdays. Yes, I know. But I've heard wonderful things about a certain bartender and wanted to see her for myself. The only bartender I've ever met is Thomas.”

You inhale sharply, “What gave me away?”

“Little things. The money, your body modifications, referring to yourself as a coyote.”

You hit your forehead with the palm of your hand, “I'm an idiot.”

Viktor shakes his head, “No, you just got too comfortable. Besides how you reacted a few days ago when given an order sealed the deal.”

Your face feels hot, almost unbearably so. Goddamn it.

“Does this… ruin anything between us?”

Viktor scoffs, “Absolutely not! Do you know how long I've fantasized about a scenario like this happening?”

“I have an idea…” your tone is breathless as your eyes are as wide as saucers. No way is this happening. No way are your dreams coming true.

Before anything else can happen, you do a special knock on the bar. Thomas whips his head over to look at you and seems shocked.

“This is officially a Code V. I need you to man the bar tonight.”

Thomas just smiles and takes over no problem, you hop over the bar and stand next to Viktor, a beaming smile on your face.

“A Code V?”

“When I officially get the man of my dreams, I get to have a shift off. No ifs, ands, or buts!”

Viktor smiles sweetly at that.

“So…” you add before your confidence dissipates, “Wanna go upstairs?”

Viktor knows that private rooms are located upstairs if you want to… have some fun. He just nods, a sly smirk on his face, “Lead the way, miláček.”

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You and Viktor rush up as best you can to one of the private rooms. Before anything happens, Viktor enquires if you know about the stoplight system. You do. And with that, you two touch each other in a way you’ve been dreaming about since you both started puberty.

A bit of kissing here, a bit of groping there. Before you know it, Viktor’s fingering open your pussy as you whine and pant at the pleasure Viktor is presenting your body with.

It’s wet, slick, and so hot. Viktor’s hand is slapping against your clit, causing a loud schlick sound that makes your ears burn in embarrassment. Viktor just revels in the sounds and faces you make; he never thought you could get any prettier. Looks like he was wrong.

“Please… Please… Put it in.” You beg, your eyes watery at the constant assault Viktor is giving your g-spot. Viktor kisses his teeth, “Put what in?” He cockily asks.

“Y-your cock. I want your cock in me. I want to fuck you into the bed. Please Viktor, please? I want it so bad… I need it…” You beg, your voice wobbly in your desire. Viktor growls low in his chest as removes his fingers from your pussy. “You're such a good girl, begging for me. C'mon sweetheart, I'm all yours.” With that, you ensure Viktor is comfortable as he sits up against the headboard, you saddle him and slowly sink onto his wonderful cock.

You gasp out a long drown out moan at the feeling. Viktor’s pushed right up against your g-spot, he’s stretching you out. Your pussy is moulding itself to Viktors cock, nothing else in this world will satisfy you now. One hand holds your waist as the other rubs your back.

“C’mon.” In a low, throaty voice, you moan. As if you had to use additional effort to get the words past your parted lips. Your voice is whiney and breathy. As if putting Viktors cock in you knocked all the air out of your lungs. When you lower yourself more, Viktor, who is rubbing your back with his free hand, feels something deep inside his gut tighten up a little more as you persistently try to fit the final few inches of his cock inside. You feel dizzy at that, you're so stuffed… and there’s a few inches more.

Needy. You're so fucking needy; and Viktor loves it.

He squeezes, quickly prickling your flesh beneath his fingertips into a supple hue. Viktor wishes he could mark you like that for good, wishes that squeezing hard enough would leave bruises and indents to last a lifetime. Last several lifetimes. Even if you aren't aware of it, you still attract admiring looks from other people, which irritates Viktor. Ever since you two were teens, people would look lecherously at you. And you never noticed. But at the mere thought of everyone seeing you so marked up, something wild, primal, and almost startlingly possessive gets hold of him. Even though Viktor would know who did it, they wouldn't.

They would question who defiled you so throughly; and not once in their tiny minds would they think Viktor “The Cripple” “The Weirdo” fucked you so good you're bow-legged for days. With a trail of hickeys down your neck and chest, red marks on your wrists and a glazed look in your eyes. Viktor needs to calm down, he’s getting ahead of himself.

Before he can stop himself, Viktor tangles his fingers into your sweaty, untidy hair. You shiver at the feeling. His hands are so strong, so beautiful to look at.

“Viktor! Please! Please let me move! I need it…”You beg. You've needed this since you were fifteen and you noticed how handsome Viktor was becoming.

You lean closer to Viktor, your tits close enough to his face he can easily suck a nipple into mouth. This small shift caused his cock to press even harder into your g-spot; making a long whine and a few tears to slip out of you. Seeing that causes Viktor to freeze a bit before asking, “Colour?” At that you desperately cry out a pathetic, “Green! Please!”

If Viktor had shown even a tiny bit less restraint, the pitiful little "please" that slips from your mouth might have killed him right there.

You start to bounce, a nipple still firmly in Viktor's mouth. One hand stays on your hip as the other tweaks your other nipple. You use the headboard as support to ride Viktor to your heart's content. Fuck his cock is huge, you swear you feel it in your lungs. You could've been doing this for ages. You pitifully whine at that thought; so much time wasted.

“You look so pretty like this, you know,” Viktor mumbles appraisingly as he lets your nipple go, rocking back and forth at an almost painfully slow pace, trying to give you even more pleasure. Your thighs are trembling, splattered with lube, sweat, and an unprecedented amount of wetness from your arousal. You make a tiny, barely there noise in response, pushing weakly back against him. Viktor holds you still. “So fucked out, just for me. So cock-drunk aren’t you? My little fucktoy. My good girl. My prettiest girl” Viktor showers praise on you, who just groans at the sweet attack.

You pull up as far as you can against Viktor’s strength, the head of his cock catching on the entrance to your pussy, before dropping back down aggressively and picking up a steady rhythm. Viktor lets out an appreciative moan at that. Fuck you feel so good. He's gonna become obsessed with your pussy after this. Viktor's head tilts back to rest against the headboard as he moans, you pepper hickeys all across his pale neck. He's not the only one with possessive tendencies.

You go faster and faster, rougher and harder with each bounce, but you still take into account Viktors weaker leg. You're both moaning, yours goes up a pitch when Viktor starts to rub your clit.

Viktor whispers into your ear as he ravages your pussy, “You like that? You slut. Do you like having my big cock stretch you out? Do you like me abusing your g-spot, moulding your pussy into the shape of my dick? Nothing else will ever satisfy you again, will it Pretty Girl? No. It won’t. You’ll be desperate to have my dick rearranging your guts again.”

You just moan and starts to cry at the whispered words alongside the pounding your pussy is getting. The knot in your stomach is getting tighter and tighter, you instinctively know you can’t cum without permission. So you ask,

“Viktor… Can I cum? Please? Can I cum?

Viktor just snarls at that, nipping your ear and slapping your ass with a heavy groan, “Oh fuck… you’re such a good girl aren’t you? Asking for permission to cum without me even having to telling you. Cum. Cum right fucking now.”

And you do. With a gush of liquid, you cum hard. Your body jerking, eyes rolling into the back of your head, with your mouth ajar in a silent moan that trickles down to a pleased whine. Viktor starts to fuck into you, wanting to cum too. You start to overstimulate yourself, desperate to feel Viktor cum.

Little “Uhs.” are punched out of you at each thrust due to the painful pleasure. In no time, Viktor cums too. His hips pressed flush against yours; his sharp hipbones causing a nice bruise to form. You both simultaneously moan at the feeling of Viktor pumping you full of his cum. The two lose their strength and flop down onto the bed.

You're cuddled up, now efficiently cockwarming Viktor. You're both our of breath, and immensely pleased.

“We should clean up.” Viktor pants, you giggle breathlessly, “I don't think I can move.”

The silence is comfortable, enjoyable. You’ve almost fallen asleep when Viktor casually states, “I love you. I've loved you since I was sixteen.”

You look up at him and give him a sweet smile, before pressing your lips together in a loving, passionate kiss, “and I've loved you since I was thirteen. Looks like I've got you beat.”

Viktor just chuckles as he runs a hand through your hair, “I'm exhausted. We’ll get cleaned up when we wake up.”

“I couldn't agree more. But I want a round two before that.”

“Seriously?!”

You slap Viktor's chest playfully, “We could've been doing this for a little over a decade. I'm making up for lost time!”

Viktor kisses your forehead and contently sighs, “Can’t argue with that miláček. Can't argue with that.”

With how vigorously you two went, it’s no surprise you fell asleep in a few minutes. Wrapped up together, as content as can be.

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That's a wrap! Please be nice to me, I haven't written smut since like 2022-2023. Hope y'all liked it!

For the tattoo, search up “cybersigilism heart tramp stamp tattoo” on pinterest to see what kind of tramp stamp you got LMAO

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Migraine vs. Headache: Understanding the Key Differences

Confused about whether you're experiencing a headache or a migraine? Our latest blog breaks down the essential differences between the two, covering symptoms, causes, and treatment options. Discover how to identify and manage these common conditions effectively. Don't let the pain control your life—get informed today!

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Teen Hero Shenanigans

Part 3

Robin Vs Batgirl

Summary: Your Damian’s Twin Sister, after arriving 3 years after your brother, you never excepted to take the Robin mantle, until your brother runs away and you volunteer to take his place. Damian eventually returns and you are discharged from the role, after bottling up your anger you decide to go solo by running away and stealing the Batgirl. But you’re not alone, your sort of boyfriend joins you. The main problem is the boyfriend in question is your brother’s best friend, Jon Kent.

Warning: Reader has a pregnancy scare, mentions of vomiting and other pregnancy symptoms. Whether or not you want the reader to actual be pregnant will be up for debate on a poll, violence, sibling dispute, mentions of abortion. Panic attacks. Mention of underage sexual activity (just dumb teenagers) damaged fertility and menstrual cycles are mentioned. Heavy violence between Damian and Reader. Teen pregnancy. Emotionally Abusive Al Ghul Family. Mentions of infertility.

Pairing: Jon Kent x Batsis!Reader. Platonic!Damian Wayne x Twin!Reader

Notes: If you don’t agree with the events of the fight between Damian and Reader that’s fine, I like to believe Damian was holding back though. There will be a poll to decide the readers fate. HALF PROOF READ IM SORRY. Sorry if the storyline is choppy or you don’t like it, I’m a teenager writer and I’m still learning about what makes a good story 😭🙏

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You woke up with a headache and immediately went to get some water, Jon still sleeping away in the bed. In truth, last night you had woke up with a migraine whilst puking up your own guts; you didn’t tell Jon not wanting to worry him, you assumed it was anxiety but now your not so sure. Long story short you and your boyfriend had been intimate a few times but you didn’t think you could get pregnant from it, Jon being half alien you just assumed it was unlikely, you also thought that maybe the Lazarus pit strained your fertility, as you have had irregular periods for a while now. You were sure it was also partly because of your brutal training and harsh diets that made you begin your menstrual cycle later, in fact you had only started recently.

But you weren’t taught about that stuff by anyone, you were too focused on being the perfect heir that any “weak attributes” like a menstrual cycle wasn’t explained to you. So it was a nasty shock when you woke up a bit after your 15th birthday with blood down your legs and ruined sheets, nobody was more shocked than your father though. Who assumed you just shared tampons and sanitary towels with Cass, your periods were shown to be irregular and unhealthy. So eventually Bruce arranged for you to go see a doctor, he asked Barbara and your Aunt Kate to go with you.

It was quite sad to realise you had been missing a big part of adulthood because your earlier childhood had been too rough. This is why you enjoyed being Robin so much, it didn’t make you feel less like a girl oddly enough, it made you feel empowered. But you weren’t sure what to do now as you are bent over the toilet seat. If what’s happening what you think is happening then you better hide Jon and prepare for your father and Damian to be disappointed in you, not just as a teenager but as a vigilante as well. You were sure your older brothers at least would try and look after you, it would be great to bond with Steph as she has also experienced a teen pregnancy. Barbara and Cass would try and make you feel comfortable with whatever choice you make regarding your child.

If you’re even pregnant that is. You should be safe for now, the baby shouldn’t have a heartbeat which means Jon can’t find you out first, but first and foremost you need to talk to him.

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“We need to talk.” Jon was sitting on the windowsill watching your guy’s mini radar for crime in the area. He immediately sat up and asked “Oh shit, we aren’t breaking up right?” Looking a bit like a rejected puppy, you say next to him and kissed his nose before reassuring him. “I wouldn’t dream of it! It’s just..” you say as you placed a hand on your stomach. “What’s the matter?” He says looking from you to your hand, you weren’t sure how to communicate this, you never were. You’d have to use your actions, you placed one of his hands on your stomach and looked up at him.

“Oh-oh crap.” He scrambles to collect his words, “I can pee on whatever stick later but can we talk about this please? It’s all my fault.” You declare but he pulls you in by the shoulders, “absolutely not, it takes two to tango, plus I was taught much better than this.” He says and you look at him with an earnest look of hope. “I wouldn’t have chosen now but I honestly think we’re both capable, of course I’d want our kid to meet my parents at least but you don’t have room if you don’t- “Jon, please, I’m not even sure if I am yet.” You interrupted and he looked disappointed but nodded. “ it’s a shame, you’d be a great mother.” He said and your eyes widened. “Don’t mock me.” You replied but he shook his head, “I’m not, I can tell you would raise a good kid.” You blushed and didn’t reject him this time.

“Fair enough.”

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“Careful, you’re carrying precious cargo.” Jon shouts as you both handle your own share of crooks. You punch one in the face with as much power as possible, reminiscent of that of your father. “Jon, I haven’t taken a test yet it’s possible it’s just my anxiety getting to me, I’ve been having a lot of panic attacks lately.” You finish as he flies over to you after tying up the crooks, “your birthday is in a few days..do you maybe wanna bake a cake together?” He asks and you could have started crying there; “I’d like that.” You uttered and pressed a hand to your stomach, you were worried because if you actually were pregnant you would be two kids having a kid, which worried you, but you also knew Jon would be a great father; you weren’t gonna tell him that though.

You weren’t sure how great of a mother you’d be, nothing you ever did this was good enough for your maternal family, if you got rid of the child they might lecture you, if you keep it they could also be angry with you. There’s no consistency and no way to win, you were sure if that when the time comes, and worst comes to worst that your father and Steph would help you get the paperwork done to put your kid up for adoption. You knew Jon would be unhappy with this decision but you also knew he loved you too much to force you to keep the kid. You wondered how your siblings would react, you being the youngest and the first to have a kid. Worst of all; Damian’s reaction, he’d blame Jon immediately. You knew you needed some space right now.

“I’m going to stay out a bit longer, is that okay?” You told Jon, as he was finishing up. “Are you sure?” He asked and you tutted before nodding. And with that he gave you a kiss on cheek before flying away.

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You weren’t sure what brought you back to Gotham, it wasn’t exactly the most pleasant place, not to mention your family were here. But it became your home, you knew it was reckless with the possibility you were pregnant. But your mind was racing and part of you hoped you would lose it by fighting rather than having to choose to have it done yourself, you looked in your utility belt for your mobile phone. And for the first time you looked in your camera history, mostly pictures of you and Dick but some of where you have snook a picture of Jason. You giggled and didn’t notice the faint ‘swoosh!’ behind you.

“Hello stranger.” A voice that sounded like your twin brother was heard, and you turned around in the dark filthy alley and there he was. You turned around and clenched your fists, the damp puddles colliding with your boots were the only thing heard. “Damian-I” you cut yourself off, unsure what to say. “Come home please, don’t make me beg.” He trembled and gently moved closer, the most cautious you’ve seen him in a while. “You know I can’t, I want too. But I just can’t.” You replied turning back around and putting your phone away.

“Please.” He approached you, getting closer. Close enough to hug but neither of you had the guts. “No Damian, I’m finally doing something because I want to do it, I’m not coming home, it’s final.” You almost yelled and his brows furrowed. “Then you have decided, but so have I.” You heard the frustration in his voice. “What do you think you’re talking about.” You asked in your own frustrated tone, your face scrunching in anger; this being the first time you remember being so angry with him. “Don’t make me do this sister.” His voice becoming more desperate, “What?! What will you do?” You breathed out turning your head slightly.

“I’ll drag your ass back to the manor, don’t make me.” You could hear the venom in his voice, “Let’s see it then!” You swung backwards and kicked him as hard as possible in the gut. He held his stomach silently before quickly returning to his feet, you immediately ran at him and attempted to get as many punches in as possible while he recovered from your surprise. “You always let your emotions get the better of you!” He shouted before grabbing your foot as you went in for a high kick; he grabbed your leg and hit you back against a wall, but in retaliation you elbowed him as quickly as possible and leached forward. “Well, takes one to know one.” You said, playing a little game of cat and mouse and you both constantly got close to seriously wounding the other, but you’d both always find a way out of it.

You sensed he was holding back, but so were you; you thought you were keeping up with him, constantly blocking and flipping backwards if needed, but he pulled out a trick you didn’t see coming. He jumped and propelled himself using a nearby wall and kicked you right in the face, blood dripped down your lip and bruises adorned your face, he also had his fair share of wounds, but the strength of the kick sent you flying backwards; onto the cold concrete. “You done yet?” He mumbled as you held your stomach, worried. Damian went down to grab you by the shoulders and hopefully knock you out to “protect you.”

But you were swift and wrapped your legs quickly around his ankles and tripped him up, landing just over you, giving you enough time to return to your feet but not before punching his face with full force, causing his lip to bleed. You cartwheeled over him to avoid his kick in retaliation, but you grabbed his leg and slapped it hard against the ground, you knew there was a bit of wrath and pent up jealousy in this action but you had to keep him down, you pinned his wrists above his head and used your body against him to hold him. He clawed and scrapped at your wrists but you never let go. “What would grandfather say?” You asked and suddenly he wasn’t holding back anymore as he broke out of your grip and used his own legs to kick you in the chest, sending you backwards.

He pulled himself up with ease and you quickly matched his stance, “that’s not fair and you know it sister.” There was a hint of sadness in his voice and you knew immediately you had gone too far. The next couple minutes was brutal, no holding back any punches as you both pulled out some of your best skills, but you knew it was over when he pinned you to ground and held you by your neck. He raised his hand going to knock the air out of you lungs, you braced for it and coughed out a bit of blood upon impact. But it all changed when he position the next punch for your stomach, “Damian! No!” You screamed, horrified, in pure fear; and he held back, hearing the terror in your voice. He froze for a second, confused.

Your fear subsided as you basked in a familiar presence: two, red, hot lasers made Damian jolt back, as they were aimed close to his hand, close enough to scare him, but not to chop of his hand. “Enough.” You heard Jon’s voice, your heart fluttering. And you wondered why it was so romantic to you that he had come to save you, Damian looked bewildered but was even more annoyed when you pushed him off and scrambled over to Jon. He immediately took you in an embrace and went in for a kiss before remembering Damian’s presence, “how long has our family known?” You asked Damian and he stood up finally, looking incredibly frustrated but also wanting answers on what the hell just happened. Why were you clenching your stomach like that? And why was Jon so protective about it? Damian wanted to know.

“2 days, they aren’t happy.” He uttered and you and Jon looked at each other in shame. “Your family is so worried about you Jon.” Damian turned his gaze to your boyfriend, “seriously you left a note? With a half baked apology?” Jon hung his head in shame, “Shut up Damian! What do you know!?” You yelled at him but Jon held you back and eyed your stomach. You stopped immediately, hoping Damian didn’t notice the exchange. “What’s going on? Are you hiding something?” He said with urgency and moved closer.

“Just piss off Damian!” You lunged but was restrained by Jon who embraced you to hold you back and calm you down, one arm around your shoulder keeping you flush against him; and the other was wrapped around your stomach. Damian wasn’t dumb, and you knew that but you weren’t excepting him to place it all together by a few quick glances and Jon being less than subtle by cradling your stomach. “If what I think is happening is happening, it better not be what I think it is.” He clenched his fists, and you were more worried for Jon.

“What the fuck is wrong with you both?!” Damian shouted and hunched in frustration, you could see his teeth grating. So furious. “Tell me I’ve got this wrong, please for the sake of our friendship.” He met Jon eyes and you rubbed his back to comfort him. He struggled to get the words out but eventually worked up the bravery, “we aren’t sure yet, but still you should have been pulling your punches anyway! She’s your sister.” Jon remarked with annoyance but Damian matched his anger. “It’s not her I’m angry with right now.” He moved closer almost like he was ready to pounce on you both. “I’m telling father.” Damian whisper and your eyes widened. “Please don’t! I’m not even sure yet.” You replied but he argued back. “Doesn’t matter! You shouldn’t be out here alone anyway! Just come home and Jon might even be forgiven for all this if he’s the one that brings you back-“

“Don’t blame Jon, I recruited him.”

“And for all the other things?”

“You know that’s a two way street Damian.”

He bowed his head, you can tell there was so much he wanted to say and do but it’s as if you both telepathically agreed you were too tired for this. “Stay close, I’m bringing you home one way or another.” Damian declared, and disappeared out of thin air.

“You okay babe?” Jon said and met your eyes while cradling your face and brining your forehead to his.

“We need that test, now”

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POLL IS NOW CLOSED! <3

PART 4 IS UP

[largeworm]

It's genuinely kind of upsetting how quickly social media's keep shooting themselves in the foot to just have something to show to higher ups and making their sites more and more user unfriendly. It reminds me of the Oreo CEO skit from College Humor/Dropout TV.

The new Discord update for mobile is genuinely disheartening by how little they seem to care about people hating the new layout. Which honestly, the DMs now being at the bottom and no longer swipping to see server members is annoying. But as someone who very easily gets god awful headaches from heavy contrast and light, the new "default" themes are... very unfriendly to people like me. Let me show you the difference in old Discord's dark mode vs the new:

Like, holy shit, it's Bad. The new one on the right is barely usable for me, it was giving me strain after only an hour or two of use. And it's not even their darkest mode, which is pure black, but it's their only other option aside from pure white in Light Mode.

If you don't want eyestrain, you'll have to pay the 10$ a month nitro not to get migraines. I have the 3$ version, and I can not change the theme with it to their other options. I was able to fix it by fighting all of my settings for an hour to get it back to the original color palette, but jfc. I shouldn't have to reset all my phone setting, open and relaunch discord, and pray that it decides the "automatic setting" is the non-eyeball burning classic dark mode.

The world and social media is just slowly getting more and more unuser friendly, especially towards people with light sensitivity (I can rant for hours about car headlight luminosity regulations). Just kinda disheartening to see Discord so adamantly against changing any of the new UI stuff, especially is they decide to no longer have the class color palette accessible in the future :/

[teaboot]

Regarding migraines:

Pain is one of the symptoms but it's not the only one and, most importantly, it's not necessary for having a migraine + it's not necessary for migraines to be debilitating to the point you can't get up.

Basically the cutoff for 'migraine vs sparkling headache ' is how many boxes if checks, regardless of which symptoms those boxes belong to.

One of the boxes is "if pain then is it pulsing and mostly on one side of the head?" but how much pain is not the cutoff ('silent migraines' exist and they are migraines without the pain.)

Also if you have migraines more than once every couple of months you may want to get your blood pressure checked (along with head/neck injuries blood pressure is one of the most common causes. It definitely is the easiest to check and solve for)

ARE YOU KIDDING ME

I TBOUGHT I GOT ONE EVERY THREE MONTHS OR SO

YOU MEAN IM HAVING THEM EVERY 2-3 WEEKS?????

[510055]

web search: migraine vs headache

[secondarysefikura]

What do you think the reactions of AVALACHE and Co were when they found out about sephiroth's psyco-obssesive infatuation on cloud?

Like, the first time they encounter sephiroth at shinra labs and found out that sephiroth is the main reason Cloud has been having migraine episodes and everything, and at some point they have to realise that the way sephiroth treats Cloud Vs literally anyone else is (especially the fixation he seems to have on targeting Tifa or Aerith) an example textbook example of possessive and obsessive behavior.

I'm going to write out what I think everyone said when they realized the sheer extent of Sephiroth's obsession with Cloud.

Barret: Barret doesn't actually say anything, he just prays that Marlene doesn't get stuck with a stalker when she gets older.

Tifa: This is a terrible time to be your childhood friend. I'm going to be the first one he kills, aren't I?

Aerith: Don't worry Cloud, we'll be here to support you. We'll all stay by your side to the end of this journey and Sephiroth is defeated!

Sephiroth, in Cloud's head: Yeah, she shouldn't promise you that.

Nanaki: Like Barret, he also doesn't say anything about it. But after Sephiroth encounters or a bad headache incident, he stays close to Cloud and lets Cloud pat him a little. He can smell the stress radiating off of Cloud after these incidents, so he puts aside his dislike of being treat like a pet and offers Cloud a small pass.

Cait: Ta' be honest, his behaviour is about wha' you'd expect from a Shinra higher up. I heard ya' can get promoted if you assault enough people.

Yuffie: It's kinda romantic, in like, an insane serial killer way.

Cloud: Shut the fuck up, Yuffie.

Cid: The string of curses and insults he said are too graphic to ever be repeated and has left a lasting impacting on all those who heard it.

Vincent: God I hope he's not my kid.

Cloud: What?

Vincent: I said "God that sucks for you, kid."

[lexi0widow]

Yk at AEW all in london during the hook vs jack perry match when hook slams him into the car but immediately grabs his head in pain.

Ive been thinking about that so heres a drabble of hook coming home to you with a pouding headache because of that moment 😛

The moment in question in case you need context

Hook groaned out again, he had been laying across the couch with his head in your lap for what felt like days but was more so about two hours.

His head had been pounding since his match earlier tonight and he had came to you in the hopes that you could help him feel better, and whilst your fingers running through his hair was soothing his migraine just wouldn’t go away.

‘Sit up for me hon.’ You said gently

He sits up slowly groaning out in pain whilst doing so he looks at you silently asking what you’re gonna do. Instead of answering you stand up, grabbing water and some of his favourite snacks, you turn the tv on so you two can continue the show you both are watching.

You drop the snacks and remote on the bed going back to where hes sat to grab his hand pulling him up and dragging him to bed. You lay down and open your arms allowing him to lay on top of you.

You continue to stroke his hair making sure he drinks plenty of water as you both eat some snacks. After about 30 minutes his breathing begins to soften and his eyes close.

‘Goodnight my love, Im so proud of you.’

Is the last thing he hears before drifting off to sleep.

[ambriel-angstwitch]

Kit (Gunntech OC) Ability Breakdown

Ok to start off with the least known thing since that’s what really made me want to make this.

Foxes are Magnetoreceptors and are theorized to be able to see Magnetic Fields.

This allows her to easily orient herself, and makes her great at navigating with her powers.

It allows her/foxes to properly gage the distance to things. - This would allow her to easily jump from one place to another without missing a landing.

It’s also theorized creates a sort of overlay targeting system (they see the magnetic field), so I’m gonna use that.

It makes me kind of tempted to make her trained in weapons. It would theoretically make her better as a sharpshooter

Foxes can see magnetic feilds because of high amounts of cryptochromes which are sensitive to blue lights

I love powers having downsides as well so this unfortunately sometimes leads to headaches and migraines.

It also messes with her Circadian rhythm since Cryptochrome is a key factor in your sleep cycle. Given the fact that foxes are nocturnal animals I feel as though it would give her a delayed sleep phase

More eye facts

She has night vision

She mostly operates at night but when in bright spaces her pupils constrict into slits like foxes

Keenly sensitive to motion.

Her eyes are reflective

Hearing

Can rotate each ear by about 150-degrees in a single direction—the right ear rotates clockwise and the left ear anticlockwise

Sensitive to low frequency sounds and movement of sound

Meaning she can pinpoint what direction a sound is coming from far better than an average human

Has a much higher hearing range - Ex: watch ticking humans can hear 20 ft (6m) vs the 120 ft (36.6 m) (a fox (hybrid) can hear

Enhanced sense of smell

Enhanced speed

Red Foxes can run 30 miles (48.3 km) per hour

[crippledcryptidd]

Headache vs migraine

I see a lot of misinformation around headaches and migraines so i wanted to clear some stuff up

Migraine: a debilitating headache disorder, though it’s a headache disorder theres a lot more than headache to it. Migraine causes migraine attacks (often called migraines) which often have 4 phases and cause a wide range of symptoms including (but not limited to) sensory sensitivity, weakness, vertigo, nausea and so much more. What symptoms you have can depend on what subtype of migraine you have and just how you experience it. And even though its a headache disorder not everyone with it will always have a headache with attacks. Pain is sometimes sharp and one sided but not always. They usually fall between 4-72 hours but again not always

Headache: pain in the head or face often a symptom of something like headache disorders, other neurological disorders, dehydration, and more. Headaches can also be extremely debilitating and can happen in a variety of ways like location, severity, duration, and type of pain. That may depend on the cause.

Do not use a diagnosis tool and if anything about your headache or migraine changes see a doctor

[poedays]

Okay Sam (Redacted Audio) and Claire (Castle Audios) would be friends if they met.

Hear me out.

Obviously we have the whole David and Claire dynamic that could happen - alphas with less than two parents - but based upon some canon (and some headcanons), Sam and Claire seem like they’d get along better. Or at least they’re more similar, in my opinion.

Castle herself said that ‘If [Claire] likes a style of clothing, then she'll get a bunch of the same clothes in different colors.’ on her tumblr. And in that one audio where Tank is packing Sam’s things for a pack trip, Sam says he just buys clothes in bulk when he likes them. They both have no sense of fashion. I love them for it. Additionally: flannel. Specifically: red flannel. We can’t convince ourselves they both don’t wear it. It’s convenient, it’s warm, it’s simplistic yet not basic, it’s practical, it’s reusable. All good reasons. But I believe they both own it for a secret reason… Because it’s hot… Enough said.

Another point: the healing thing. Claire is a blood mage, Sam was a freelancer (open wielder in Castleverse terms) with a speciality/interest for healing. They both have respective listeners that need this special skill a little too much. But we digress - this isn’t about Tank and Ranger. Both Claire and Sam have negative side affects for their healing: Claire’s eyes and fingers turn black when she uses blood magic for too long and she often focuses on healing others and not herself - personally I believe she gets migraines if she focuses on her blood magic for too long, but that’s just me. Sam’s magic physically exhausts him and gives him headaches when used for a long period of time or for excessive wounds. They’re both saviours who let themselves get hurt in the battle. It’s poetic, it’s romantic, it is concerning.

Additionally, a few little facts to fully tie together these two. Both Claire and Sam have Dom vs Dom energy with their partners (Ranger is basically Claire’s partner in life at this point, whether or not they’re romancing yet). Both wanted to be a healer in an occupation before a major life event strayed them from that role. Both have a snarky little friend who likes to push them into social events (Vincent, Beth). Both have a older/younger sibling relationship with another character (once again Vincent, Knight). And finally, both absolutely have one pair of boots that they wear with every outfit 24/7.

Also they were both betrayed by someone who held a position of power above them, but we don’t talk about that part.

Thanks for following this madness.

TLDR: They’re both protecter types that wear red flannel and like healing things.