#enuresie

[diapion]

Depression Bedwetting

After Surviving Two Hurricanes And Trump Winning The Election I Lost A Few Friends. One Was My BFF. They Chose To Believe In Trump Over Our Friendship Of Over FIFTY YEARS!

When I Get 'Down', I Tend To Want To Be Wet Alot More Often And SOAK My Nighttime Diapers And Bed. I Drink More Fluids Before Bed To Make Sure My Diaper And Bed Get Soaked During The Night. I Guess My WET FETISH Is My Release, So I'll Be 'Releasing LOTS MORE Pee For The Foreseeable Future!!

[abtoddler]

Nite nite tumblr

Another day another night time diaper I wonder what fun surprises await in the mornin … could be wet, could be kinda messy… no idea, not on any diaper ever…. It’s so weird…

[zdravljeirecepti]

Čaj PROTIV NOĆNOG MOKRENJA (kod djece)

[frat-now]

Bedwetting And Autism: Understanding The Connection And Possible Folate Link

Bedwetting, or nocturnal enuresis, is a common concern that usually resolves by the age of five. However, for many children with autism spectrum disorder (ASD), this milestone may be delayed or persist well beyond this age. Studies show that up to 38% of children with autism experience bedwetting, compared to 15% of typically developing children. This difference highlights the unique challenges these children face.

Understanding the connection between bedwetting and autism involves exploring various factors, including developmental delays, sensory processing issues, and even nutritional deficiencies like folate and vitamin B12. Emerging research suggests that addressing these deficiencies may offer new insights into managing bedwetting in children with autism.

To discover more about the link between bedwetting and autism, including possible causes, impacts, and strategies to help your child, check out the image below:

[coachingneurobiologico]

El hecho de que el niño se orine en la cama, sin control, durante la noche, indica que se reprime mucho durante el día y que no logra controlarse ya. Es el tipo de niño que le tiene miedo a la autoridad, sobre todo al padre o a la persona que cumple ese papel. Ello no quiere necesariamente decir que le tema físicamente. Más bien tiene miedo de disgustarlo, de no estar a la altura de sus expectativas.

Para este niño, disgustar a esa persona le sería tan penoso como la vergüenza que siente al orinarse en la cama.

CONFLICTO: Conflicto de separación.

RESENTIR: “Papá no se ocupará más de mí». «Me siento separado de mi padre»

Esta liberación incontrolable e inconsciente de emociones negativas que representa la orina puede ser un medio de recibir más atención y afecto. La causa subyacente de esto puede ser un sentimiento de rechazo, de no tener ningún mérito, de inseguridad, de tener miedo del futuro.

La orina representa emociones negativas normalmente soltadas cuando ya no son necesarias o deseadas. Esta liberación frecuentemente nocturna indica un conflicto a un nivel más profundo y del cual ni siquiera tengo consciencia.

Siendo incapaz de “controlar” la pérdida de orina, soy incapaz de controlar lo que sucede en mi vida, en particular las emociones, y esto me da miedo.

Es importante que estos miedos e inseguridades interiores se expresen. También puedo dejar ir demasiado fácilmente cosas o personas que amo, sin tener el valor o la fuerza de ir a buscar lo que quiero.

Un gran miedo o nerviosidad puede también causar la incontinencia.

A este niño, que se exige mucho a sí mismo, el hecho de decirle que es bueno, el hecho de valorar sus talentos y de repetirle que, aunque se equivoque sus padres lo van a querer igual, le ayudará a creerlo y le hará relajarse. Es recomendable que el niño verifique si lo que él cree con respecto a las expectativas de sus padres es realmente cierto.

#biodescodificacion #incontinenciainfantil #incontinencia #enuresis

[diapion]

Sleep Wetting Is AWESOME!!

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[misterbenzadrine]

hawkmetri headcanons !! (might keep adding on) (also a lot of this is me projecting on them)

demetri

queer/unlabeled

has adhd/add but not diagnosed

yaps and doesn't realize it's not always appropriate

raised by a single mom

his mom forced him to join soccer around six/seven years old but after he got hit in the face with the soccer ball all season and somehow got stuck in the goal net, she didn't push him to rejoin (or any other sport for that matter)

on that note, he seemed to get hit in the head a lot as a kid (softballs, kickballs, basketballs, volleyballs, soccer balls, etc.) so he definitely never picked up a sport before karate

some of his favorite characters include: hal jordan, the ninth doctor, obi-wan, padmé amadala, nyota uhura, and his fav pokemon is zubat

doesn't care for marvel and thinks dc shows are 100000000x better than marvel project BUT he does like reed richards and wanda maximoff (this doesn't mean he really cares to consume any marvel media, he just knows of them and likes their personalities)

became obsessed with watching the guild, dimension 20, and Rejected by don hertzfeldt on a loop fifth to seventh grade

really likes 1984 (the book and the movie)

listens to the beatles, the smiths, weird al, car seat headrest and weezer (not in an "i'm a loser" cool way, but in the most actual loser way possible) (it's just music his mom played when he was little) (he doesn't really care for music but he'll listen to it from time to time and think of her)

interested in physics, engineering, and robotics and MIT-BOUND BABYYYY

likes mel brooks movies (especially History of the World Part 1 and Spaceballs)

outside of hawk, he spends most of his time with sam, moon, and yas and is considered "one of the girls" (not that he particularly enjoys that title or the way the rest of the miyagi do guys make fun of him for it but he gets to spend all day with hot rich girls and they don't so joke's on them)

occasionally, tory and devon will join sam, moon, yas, and demetri for a girls' day. tory's not really enthusiastic but demetri notices that she does feel more included knowing she has friends outside of devon and robby. (she never remembers demetri's name though, he thought it was an ongoing bit but she genuinely doesn't seem to know who he is other than "the gangly kid that follows hawk around")

other than anthony and nate, demetri surprisingly has a great bond with devon. although she's closest with tory, she enjoys spending time with demetri and talking about debate structure and movies

the absolute gremlin that he is DEVOURS sour candy which definitely caused more than a few health problems in middle school but he still revels in whatever he can get his hands on

hawk

bisexual

autistic (got diagnosed right after his s4 buzzcut spiral and his mom thought a psychologist might help)

(i think this is like fanon atp but) his parents are rich and his dad is always away on business trips, leaving him alone with his mom more often than not

has a pretty short social battery and sometimes still slips back into pre-hawk eli who'd let demetri do all the talking

he likes being loud and social but he gets really tired after hangouts and takes long naps afterward (his whole time in cobra kai was exhausting and he's definitely grateful the miyagi do kids don't seem to mind when he goes a little nonverbal)

his parents tried to push him to join the other kids in public but he just wanted to stick by their side

his parents consistently tried to sign him up for things but he either never went bc he didn't want to or he was scared of getting made fun of

nighttime stress and sleep enuresis persisted up until around sophomore year (right about when he "flipped the script") and shut himself down any time his parents tried to talk to him about it (not even just nonverbal, bro straight up would ignore them and walk away)

didn't want to admit it but he really liked bo burnham starting around 13

some of his fav characters: bruce banner, han solo, padmé amadala, war doctor, the tenth doctor (also really likes the eighth doctor), his fav pokemon are serperior and glaceon

doesn't really know dc (he feels like the characters are overpowered and oversaturated) but LOVES jason todd and conner kent (literally watched Batman: The Killing Joke so many times that his dvd started scratching and he had to replace it) (he also loved Young Justice)

(got this from a fanfic but it was perfect) LOVED the dead poets society

(also from a fanfic) fav episode of dr who is "the girl in the fireplace" bc it reminds him of demetri

liked the thirteenth doctor but still prefers moffat's writing

tried drawing throughout middle school, mainly to draw out his blueprints and dnd oc's but it didn't really go anywhere

interested in biochemistry, engineering, and architecture but not entirely sure what he actually wants to do

also likes photography but more as a hobby, not as a career

listens to nirvana, kendrick lamar, and mac miller (tried getting into guns n roses, metallica, and poison when he first joined cobra kai but didn’t really like 80s rock) (definitely credits miguel for getting him into kendrick lamar) (occasionally listens to tyler the creator and frank ocean, esp after coming out)

has meltdowns and when he was younger his parents never knew how to handle them, usually waiting for him to calm down on his own (which usually only made him angrier and more lonely)

other than anthony and bert, he gets along pretty great with kenny, both bonding with robby over their mutual asshole history and understanding each other as bullied kids turned assholes. they help each other work on their anger and hawk gives kenny tips on new moves

hawkmetri !!

watched the star wars prequel trilogy RELIGIOUSLY at almost every sleepover when they were little (though they recognize they maybe aren't the best, they're nostalgic for the films)

watched the new trilogy together (the rise of skywalker coming out around or after the sekai taikai which set a little damper on things) and they lowkey wondered why finnpoe wasn't a thing (though they weren't avid shippers) and they HATED the reylo kiss

they did however both feel a little heart skip when ben defected from the dark side to defend rey (deja vuuuu)

demetri dragged eli along for his journey through "the greatest films in history" which included a viewing of La Jetée and Dead Poets Society (which eli liked way more than demetri did), and 1984 and Chinatown (which demetri liked a lot more than eli)

they also watched Rebel Without a Cause but neither really cared for it and didn't get the hype

when they first met, eli didn't want to leave his parents' side (for normal child separation anxiety) and they worried how he'd get adjusted in school with his anxiety and surgery scar but demetri marched right up to him, only focused on his inaccurate episode five luke skywalker shirt that used a photo from episode four before he had the facial scars from the wampa attack (which then devolved into demetri, unprompted, explaining the behind the scenes reason for the wampa attack)

much to his parents' surprise and delight, eli opened up to demetri and was okay with them leaving for the day (both eli's parents and demetri's mom were relieved they were both able to make a friend their first day of kinder and stick by each other’s side even when school got harder)

eli spent a while coding a website for him and demetri to organize their dnd campaigns (which only ever involved the two of them)

demetri spent a lot of their time apart (both through cobra kai and the mit fight) going through the website to pass the time rereading the plots to their games (and if he silently wondered where this version of his best friend went, he never said it aloud)

sometimes while building their lego models, coding (at coding camp or otherwise), or building robots for the robotics team, they play a mix of midwest emo, indie alt, rap, and rock (not that they particularly listen to it or like it, they just need something that’ll blend in the background)

eli really likes mario kart (which he played a lot with miguel and the original cobra kai team) but demetri prefers super smash bros (where he mains kirby and king deedee)

demetri was THIRLLED when eli became hyperfixated on jason todd and conner kent and hoped this would be his introduction to dc. he later realized eli didn't really hyperfixate on the characters in their entirety as much as just Batman: The Killing Joke and Young Justice specifically (he was a little disappointed but he still got him the Batman: The Killing Joke graphic novel for his bday which was a very treasured gift)

they actually made another embarrassing binary bros video after the first one (just talking about something they coded together for like ten minutes) but hawk deleted it bc it was too embarrassing and he was mad at demetri at the time (he doesn't know demetri kept it on a flash drive)

they both had huge crushes on padmé amadala (a big motivator for watching the prequel trilogy so often)

star wars is so intrinsic to their relationship actually and every time they rewatch, obi-wan and c-3po remind hawk of demetri and luke skywalker and poe remind demetri of hawk

demetri mandated "rehabilitation-community service" for hawk to earn his trust back (they both knew demetri forgave him at the dec 19th fight but hawk went along with it bc he really did want to make it up to demetri and didn't want to waste any second he could spend with his best friend) in which he was "forced" to watch nerd stuff with demetri, including Lord of the Rings, Star Wars episodes 1-6, Doctor Who season 11, Batman: The Killing Joke, and Spaceballs (he makes sure to make an extra scene of the batman movie: "I know you HATE DC, but this one is OKAY. If you don't like it, we can just skip it. Matter of fact, you'll probably hate it. Let me just put on Justice League, WAY BETTER DC project if you ask me. You'll love it.") (eli knows demetri's messing around but he hopes he never forgets what he loves and who he is again so demetri never has to wonder where his best friend went again)

demetri wasn't the PERFECT solution to hawk's meltdowns but he did seem to have a sixth sense for when they were imminent and what hawk was feeling (and never really brought it up after the fact so as to not embarrass his best friend)

kid demetri usually tried talking him through his frustration then would try to make him laugh once he'd calmed down (which hawk GREATLY appreciated as a kid and as an adult bc demetri seemed to actually listen to his feelings and what he wanted)

teen/adult demetri is apparently more emotionally mature and has breathing exercises with hawk and tries to have a full conversation once the worst of the meltdown has passed (hawk thinks it's a little bullshit but he goes along anyways and it works every time) (demetri obviously learned this from sam, yas, and moon)

they both get along really well with anthony, much to everyone's surprise. with kenny, the four of them talk about dungeon lord, play super smash bros, and the two older teens even try to talk the younger ones into joining a dnd campaign with them

there's one day when miyagi do is training/hanging out at the park and somehow demetri and kenny agree to race each other. kenny narrowly wins and demetri argues that if they had raced when he was the same age as kenny, he would've been faster ("I was more aerodynamic then, I was a stringbean, of course I could run faster! This is ageism, it's not fair I'm one foot in the grave, he's still young and spry! No, I will not stop making a scene, Eli, you remember how fast I was at the mall, this is injustice!")

growing up, demetri definitely had a "i won't do that if there's a chance of it ending terribly" mentality (very pessimistic and stubborn) which kept him and hawk from trying a lot of things. this is why hawk was so surprised to catch up with his best friend before their senior year and find out how much he actually changed. ("Dude, what do you MEAN you went hiking with Miguel and the LaRussos? And you didn’t complain about mountain lions or falling rocks the whole time?" "Yeah, it's wasn't as bad as the time Yasmine tried to teach me how to surf." "...You went SURFING?")

hawk definitely feels a little possessive of demetri, as embarrassing as it sounds. he prefers to think of it as gatekeeping, since he knew how great he was before his lanky best friend suddenly got incredibly popular and has "i liked demetri alexopoulos BEFORE he was cool" written all over his face

despite this however, he's also really grateful for their whole group that protected and pulled demetri from his shell while hawk was in cobra kai (yes even robert patrick swayze keene, the smug bastard who definitely filled hawk's spot next to demetri during film nights)

hawk warns everyone to keep any sour candy away from demetri for his own health and their own sanity (think cat from victorious with bibble)

while demetri has dungeon lord comics in his reading rotation, hawk, kenny, and anthony only casually read, more often than not just stealing demetri's comics while they're over and quickly flipping through the pages. (demetri's only slightly annoyed that they dare to treat him like their supplier then act like they're not as big of dungeon lord nerds as him) (he never mentions it, lest the kid kick his ass or get embarrassed and avoid him, but demetri knows about kenny's dr. scribblebottoms cosplay and thinks it's unfair THAT isn't proof enough that he's just as big a nerd as demetri)

"Still Into You", "All I Wanted", and "The Only Exception" is so hawkmetri-coded

[sidsledge]

i love how on the nose leckie's descent into total hopelessness is. he's literally saying pavuvu "means" death of hope then 2 seconds later he proceeds to fully lose all hope he has left because of the lottery for the ticket home. then his enuresis starts acting up and he leaves for banika. then he meets gibson again. and by the time he talks to sledge he's truly and utterly done with everything and just doesn't gaf

[adamsc0rpse]

not to barge in or anything but. leckie/chuckler/runner/hoosier is consuming my brain. and you’re the only person who i could think of who would understand.

like in the beginning of episode one. they’re on the troop ship laughing and shouting and being rowdy as hell and they’re all debating over why they’re fighting and runner just quiets everyone down and asks leckie—almost in a teasing, joking way—why they’re fighting and he just casually quotes a POEM and they all get quiet and solemn and look at him like he hung the moon. are you kidding me. they fucking love him. he loves them. are you KIDDING ME.

i’m normal about them. do you have any thoughts about them i’d love to hear them

THE FACT THAT I'M FOR SOME REASON THE PERSON YOU THOUGHT OF ? I'M HONORED..😭🙏 I wanna start off by addressing the scene you mentioned and how Leckie quotes a POEM 😭🙏 because me and my bf were rewatching the show not to long ago and realize when everyone erupts after the awkward silence Runner goes "Leckie, you've gotta STOP this." And I think it's SO funny. I could write ESSAYS about them. I have playlists and everything (they're private, don't try finding them). I could go on and on about how terribly sad they are, especially in the original draft scripts for the show. I think a specific relationship that's not talked about enough at ALL is Leckie and Chuckler. You see a lot for Chuckler/Runner & Hoosier/Leckie, but never anymore than that ? Of course, they're a polycule in my eyes, but Leckie and Chuckler were so close. (especially in helmet for my pillow, but this isn't about that !!) Ex: Chuckler's "buddy :-((" and covering Leckie up when he had enuresis rather than making fun of him and the part in one of the draft scripts where Leckie says he's writing a love poem for him 😭 I love how Chuckler's like the caring one of the group when it comes to literally anything. Getting one of them a drink, taking care of Runner when he's sick, etc. The way they all just seem to get each other and the way they feel comfortable enough with each other to lay together and make sure one another is okay is so sweet to me. Then there's also the tragedy of Leckie being there for Runner and Hoosier getting shot, unable, and hopeless to help them while also having NO idea where the hell Chuckler is ! The fact that just before Hoosier got shot, he tried to tell Leckie that they needed to move, and in response, Leckie yelled at him. The scene with Runner and Leckie on the boat in episode 6 has always meant so much to me because it's just such a sad and vulnerable part. Leckie rushing to tell him that he tried to come back and Runner immediately going "I know." And taking him topside ☹️ There's also a part that I feel like going very unnoticed. In one of the episodes, after a shootout, you see Chuckler put his and Runners helmets together. I've never seen anyone talk about it, but I like to point it out. The scene where Runner pats Hoosier, telling him to rest up and the rest of them going out together, getting ice cream, etc. The INSANE scene of Hoosier cutting Leckies foot 😭💀🙏 and just the stupid ways they joke with each other 😭 ALL of it I could go on about, genuinely. I know that this is stupidly jumbled, but I'm just typing what I happen to think about in the moment 😭 I love Leckies team and their relationship with each other ☹️ I wish I could go even more in depth, but I am blanking right now. 💀🙏

[roadkill-writes]

Party Animals II

Pairing: Eli ‘Hawk’ Moskowitz x reader | Eli ‘Hawk’ Moskowitz x Moon | Platonic!Demetri X platonic!Reader

Warning(s): Swearing, Use of harsh language, mentions of underage Drinking , Eli being a dick to reader (per usual), briefly proofread , my bad writing, Kreese being looked up to

Word count: 3.6k, 10.1 pages

I do not condone my work being rewritten or reposted on Tumblr or any other website!

Part 1

You ended up leaving the party after the altercation with Hawk, even though Demetri and Moon both tried to stop and talk to you but you just pushed past them and stomped out of the house in a blind drunken rage. Not stopping when you seen Tory seething in rage and not even caring that you car pooled here with some of the other Cobra's you tried to order an Uber but your phone was dead ‘of course’, so you continued to walk down the street long away from the house. Completely in aware what was going on within Moons house in your absence.

“Excuse me!” Demetri said into the microphone. Everyone in the crowd turned to look at him. “I’d like to make a toast.”

“To Eli Moskowitz.” Demetri raised his cup in the air as everyone looked around confused, muttering between themselves asking who that was, as Demetri scanned the room. “Oh. I’m sorry,” Demetri scoffed and threw his empty cup on the floor. ”Some of you might know him as Hawk. But underneath that crazy clown cosplay and whatever type of Manic Panic he dumps in his hair, he’s still good old Eli. My binary brother. Well he was my binary brother. You know what he is now? A real zero.”

“All right that’s enough Demetri.” Hawk called out. He looked around the room looking for (Y/n), she was nowhere to be found within the crowd of kids in the living room.

“Don’t let that angry red hairdo fool you. He’s a big softie. We watched every Harry Potter movie together, and he bawled like a baby when Dobby died.”

The others laughed as Demetri imitated a pathetic cry.

“Right if he doesn’t shut up, I’m gonna shut him up.” Hawk said to Mitch, getting angrier by the minute.

”Remember what Sensei said about showing mercy.” Hawk clenched his jaw and turned his head back to face Demetri.

“In the words of Eli’s hero, Steve Jobs, I’ve got one more thing. Have any of you heard of sleep enuresis?” Demetri asked the crowd.

“Don’t.” Hawk tried to beg. But Demetri just smiled and continued on with his speech.

“That is the medical term, of course. In the King’s English, it’s good old fashioned bed wetting. And Eli here is a pro.” Demetri pointed his finger guns at him and winked. “My Mom even had a special air mattress for sleepovers. And she called it; Eli’s waterbed.” The party goers just continued to laugh.

Hawks fists tightened and his eyebrows scrunched together. “Screw mercy. You’re a corpse!” He shouted as he advanced to Demetri. Some of Miyagi-Dos blocked him from stepping any closer and Cobra Kai closed in behind Hawk and Mitch.

Moon stepped between them. “Guys. Stop. We’re friends.”

”Oh, I smell a rumble!” Police sirens and lights lit up the room and everyone’s faces.

“Cops!’ The party goers scattered in every direction out of the house, some grabbing pizzas others grabbing drinks.

“Demetri! You got lucky!” Hawk shouted. “I’ll see you at school!” He shouted over some of Miyagi-Do’s shoulders as he pointed a finger at Demetri before he got shoved backwards and ran off.

You had been walking down the sidewalk well far way from Moon’s house trying not to trip on your heels as a bunch of cop cars sped past you in the direction you had come from, but not much worry crossed your drunken mind.

You were very much still angry, as you pushed through the doors of the Cobra Kai dojo. Kicking off your heeled boots and setting up to spar the dummy set up towards the center of the dark room. Throwing kicks, punches and jabs until tears threatened to spill down your cheeks. Who would have thought a few hours ago you’d be trying to down enough alcohol to put a grown man on his ass and now you’re here, in the dojo trying to fight the rage burning inside of you.

‘Gosh how could you be so stupid to even think Hawk would listen to you, to actually acknowledge the words you were screaming at him in that bathroom’

A scream ripped through your throat as you began punching the rubber dummy harder and harder until you fell to your knees in a sob. Tears spilling down your face in the dark.

“Crying solves nothing, even you should know that.”

You quickly wiped your tears away and looked up. Sensei Kreese stepped out of the shadows of the rooms. “Yes Sensei!” You rose to your feet haphazardly.

Kreese held his hand out for a moment. “No need for formality after hours (y/n). Call me John.” You nodded your head slowly.

“Now tell me, why on a Friday night are you alone in here and now out with your friends?” Your gaze rested down on your sock covered feet. “I was but..” Your words fell off as you began thinking about tonight.

“But what? Did something happen?” Your words were trying to climb out of your throat like knives. “I had a fight with a few friends, even told my best friend I’ve had a crush on him for forever and he just brushed it off like nothing happened.” Your gaze was still on your feet.

Kreese just nodded his head as you talked about your experience at the party, taking in the details of it all. “I see and how is that all making you feel now?” Your head shot up to look at Kreese. “I’m pissed off.”

Kreese shrugged his shoulders as he peered at you. “Good.”You stuttered in confusion, “W-What?” He gave you a smirk. “I said good, use that anger to make you a better fighter.” A blank stare crossed your face as you stared at him. “Let’s go now. Use that anger.” He walked off to grab the sparring pads to hold so he could feel the power behind the punches and kicks you were going to throw.

Your jean jacket was long forgotten on the floor as sweat covered your body. Sweating out the alcohol was the best thing you could have done after the night you had at the party. Training is the best way to get you to stop thinking about Hawk and your stupid crush. You and Kreese stayed there for hours as you trained before deciding it was late enough in the night and that you should probably go home.

Kreese locked up the door behind you as you stood out of the dojo under the shitty overhead lights shined down on you. “You did great work tonight. I see a lot of potential in you, as long as you continue to harness that power during your fights and in training and you could be an unstoppable fighter.”

A grin was plastered across your face as you thought about all the possibilities, hell maybe you’d even win the All Valley Tournament. “Yes Sensei!”

There was no need to sneak into your house you parents didn’t care much of what you were up to just as long as they thought you were safe. So coming into the house in the middle of the night was nothing new to the, hell coming home from Demetri or Eli’s house this late was none but normal, or at least it used to be. You missed having sleepovers and watching Harry Potter or Starwars, but of course that was all behind you all now, god did you miss it. Everything changed after joining karate.

You finally plugged your phone in after who no knows how long and went to jump in the shower. Washing the day of events off of your body and out of your hair and mind, relaxing in the hot water cascading down your body.

Drying off and making your way back into your room to get dressed you dug around in your closet for a shirt to put on, one of the empty hangers fell off the rack and as you leaned down to pick it up your eyes landed on a shirt you’d been missing for a while, or actually a certain someone was missing it for a while since you took it one night at a sleepover when you had forgotten one. It was Eli’s. It was his original 1977 StarWars episode four shirt he had bought at comic con when you guys were in middle school. This was his favorite shirt, you were just as astonished that night when he let you borrow it as you were this moment sitting on your bedroom floor almost tearing up again. But Sensei said crying doesn’t help anything and that’s something you’ll listen to. But wearing the shirt to bed wouldn’t hurt anything.

The buzzing of your phone finally coming back to life on your nightstand dragged you out of your thoughts just as fast as you put the shirt on. Deciding you probably should check your text messages and calls. You had gotten off the floor to sit on your bed.

Dem🧙‍♂️48 missed calls

Sunshine🌞 4 missed calls

Aisha🤓 5 missed call

Moony🌙 3 missed calls

Miguel🥋 6 missed calls

Hawk🐥 8 missed calls

Oh god Demetri was probably worried sick about you, you could only imagine how he was feeling but god did it annoy you that he thought just blurting your secret out to Hawk was okay. You sent him a simple text letting him know that you were home safe and okay and that you just needed some space for a little bit. Last thing you wanted was for Demetri to get the nervous twitches, he’s bad enough when he’s not nervous, let alone after letting his long term best friends secret out to the word he’s probably been shaking in his shoes all night thinking about it.

Opening your text messages with Tory.

Sunshine🌞: Yo where’d you go?

Sunshine🌞: We’ve got a big problem

Sunshine🌞: Call me when you read these

Your mind started to wonder, what was going on? Did these have to do with her being so angry last night? You sent her a text back:

Freak😈: Hey sorry my phones been dead all night is everything okay?

Sunshine🌞: Oh my god I thought you god kidnapped or something you idiot

Freak😈: Lmao! Missed you too loser. Seriously though you good?

Sunshine🌞: No absolutely not good. Caught that bitch kissing Miguel last night at the party

Freak😈: No fucking way! That’s why you were so pissed when I left

Sunshine🌞: Wait when’d you leave Hawk said he had seen you and then couldn’t find you and he was asking around

Freak😈: Ha yeah we had a pretty bad fight very surprised he bothered even asking where I went

Sunshine🌞: God he’s such an idiot are you okay?

Freak😈: Yeah just went to the dojo after the party to blow off some steam and all the alcohol 😂

Sunshine🌞: Haha there ya go girl! Well if we don’t hang out this weekend I’ll text you

Freak😈: Sounds good Sunshine I’ll talk to ya later

Tory was not one to mess with if you weren’t her friend let alone messing with her boyfriend, that was just plain and simple, that was a death wish and not a pretty one.

Your eyes glanced over the text messages from Hawk the most you could see was him texting you he’s sorry. You decided to open the message thread.

Hawk🐥: Princess where’d you go?

Hawk🐥: I’m serious princess you’re in no shape to be alone right now

Hawk🐥: Please I’m sorry for what I said can we just talk

The internal conflict between your heart and your brain was a bloodbath, one wanted you to just completely forgive him to just say it was the alcohol making him think the way he was and the other half wanted to just leave him on read and go to sleep. But you heart won that battle just not completely, you caved ever so slightly and sent him a message. He wasn’t normally a night owl like Tory was and you could only hope tonight wasn’t one of the nights that he chose to be.

Princess👑: Hey

Princess👑: I’m sorry my phone was dead but I’m home safe you don’t have to pretend to worry especially after the fight.

You pressed the power button to lock your phone before putting it down on the nightstand, it was late and you needed sleep. Not like you were tired even though you should have been exhausted after training and the party. Getting comfortable in bed before flipping the switch on your lamp to shut it off, turning onto your side and throwing your blanket over your shoulder to get comfortable.

Ding, Ding

A text message

Ding, Ding

Another

You tried to ignore it, keeping your eyes clenched shut as the light from your screen bounced across your features. Pretending the anticipation wasn’t eating at your skin. ‘Ignore it. It can wait.’

Who were you kidding you couldn’t wait, as some part of you kinda did hope Hawk chose to be an owl tonight. To forgive and forget the things he’s said. To come running at his beck and call. You threw the blanket off your body and sat up hastily reaching to grasp the phone within your hands. The screen lit up again in your hands.

A notification.

An instagram notification.

You flopped back onto your bed, head hitting the pillows you let out a large sigh. You felt absolutely flustered, eyes squeezed shut, arms thrown over your face in embarrassment. Until your phone dinged again. But this time you did hesitate to check it. But then it dinged once twice three more times to texts coming across.

You lifted your arm just enough to take a peak with one eye at your screen held up to your face. Hawk. Your heart fluttered with warmth, maybe being hopeful wasn’t such a bad thing.

Hawk🐥: Thank god you’re okay

Hawk🐥: I’m so sorry for what happened

Hawk🐥: Could we maybe meet up and talk?

Your thumbs hovered over your phone's keyboard so as to not seem so desperate. He made you wait this long so maybe you could make him wait a little while too.

Princess👑: Uhm yeah sure where would you wanna meet?

His reply was almost instantaneous, the thought of him sitting biting his nails waiting for your reply crossed your mind. Oh how you missed Eli’s old mannerisms and the tiny little things that made him who he is no was.

Hawk🐥: Our old hangout spot?

Your lips turned up into a smile, your old hangout spot. The one that hasn’t been touched since you guys were kids. You wondered if the roof was still even on the thing. The place where you'd all hang out in the heat of the summer, when you fell and had bloody knees, popsicles dripping down staining your favorite shirts.

Princess👑: Yeah I’ll be there

Hawk🐥: Sounds good I’ll see ya soon Princess

Your face burned as it flushed thinking about the place. The place where you and Eli had shared a first kiss unbeknownst to Demetri, back in the fifth grade right after your mom had called you to you from the house saying that it was time to take Eli home. He had leaned forward in a rush, quickly leaving a peck on your lips and running out and back towards your house while you just sat in shock. The place where toys and stolen kisses went to die but it was yours to always come home to.

The sun bleached and peeling paint was your safe place once before. The memories came flooding back the moment you stepped past the wooden door frame. The club house your dad built you just within the forest line, still close enough to the house where they could holler from the back deck and you’d come running like a dog to food. Yet somehow you felt so far away now, as your shoes scuffed across the wooden floor. Taking a seat in the beaten lawn chair you fiddled with your thumbs as you waited.

The slight breeze that blew through the open window ran a shiver over your body, the shirt and shorts pajama combo not doing much to keep you warm as you didn’t bother grabbing a jacket on the way out the door.

Eli knew the route to your house like the back of his hands, the years of making that trek whether on foot, on bike or by car, he could at this point probably do it blind folded. Of course as long as your neighbor didn’t have his lawn chairs out on the sidewalk like he sometimes did, he’d make it there in one piece.

So there he stood outside the side gate of your yard waiting to let himself in ready to hike through your yard like the years prior. To march straight into your secret cabin and take back everything he’s ever said, to fall to his knees and beg for you to forgive him.

He swallowed the lump in his throat, unlatched the lock and pushed forward. Wiping the sweaty hands onto his black track pants and stepping through the dewy grass to the secret oasis that he used to hold dear to his heart. Just like you.

At some point in your tireless waiting you contemplated just getting up and just going back into the house. Shutting all the lights off and just pretending like nothing ever happened. Like you haven’t answered his text at the speed of light. Like it wasn’t the one and only thing you were looking forward to. But you couldn’t bring yourself to do it. And so you sat there waiting and hoping that he’d show so you could just get this over with.

You felt fidgety as you sat staring down at your shoes, rubbing the rubber soles gently against the floor. A small knock against the wood drew you out of your thoughts, you sat up straight in the chair when he stepped through the door in all his glory. Having to duck down through the smaller door because of his mohawk, you almost chuckled at the sight. He took the seat across from you, his hands intertwined in his lap.

“Hey.” You spoke softly, uncertain of what was to come. He looked up to meet your eyes and a small smile graced his features. “Hey! I’ve been looking for that shirt forever!”

Your face lit up as you let out a laugh.” What? This old thing? I have no idea what you’re talking about.” He sported a similar smile on his face as he looked at you.

“Yes, that old thing. But I don’t like nerd shit any more so keep it.” Your smile dropped when he said that. Nerd shit? He loved Starwars, he was nerd shit. “Oh come on Princess, don't lose your smile now.”

“But you used to love ‘nerd shit’ Eli.” Maybe this was a bad idea. “Yeah Princess keyword is used to. That’s not my life anymore. This is.” He motioned to himself.

“Also it’s Hawk now and you know that. But that’s not why I came here.”

“Then why did you come here?” You felt sick, like your stomach was crawling up your throat claws and all.

“I came to make sure you were okay, you were almost tripping over yourself leaving. But mostly because I came to say th-that I don’t think we can be friends anymore. Especially not after what you said about Moon. She’s the love of my life.” He was blunt, way too blunt for your liking. You scoffed at him, he came all this way here to say this?

“Listen babe I get it. Everyone wants a piece of hawk and normally there’s enough to go around but just not right now.” His cocky smirk did nothing but annoy you.

At this point you were just laughing at him, “You came all this way, had me get my hopes up because you decided I deserved to get told we shouldn’t be friends in person?” You stood up harshly, chair getting thrown back as you stood. “Get the fuck away from me please.”

“Babe listen!” He stood hands out as if trying to calm you down.

“Eli go the fuck away! I’m sick of the bullshit you continue to spew out of your mouth. All because you can’t actually comprehend what’s going on in your life. No go!” You pointed to the door as your chest rose and fell in anger.

Eli had seemed to get the message as he went to turn away to leave, but the look in your eyes was filled with hurt and anger as they began to well with tears. He stood in the doorway and looked like he almost wanted to say something else but chose against it, turning his back to you and left without a word.

The moment you thought he was far enough away you fell to your knees in a sob hands covering your face as you heaved to breathe. You couldn’t believe the blatant disregard for you or your feelings and the fact he had to come all the way over just to say those things. You fell asleep that night curled into a ball on your bed, eyes puffy and red, pillow and your cheeks stained with tears.

Eli on the other hand left your house phone in hand, texting Moon. But yet again getting left on read. She laid cuddling in bed with her girlfriend that night with pure bliss in her heart.

[paddedlittleparadise]

Renée's Absolutely Awful Summer (Patreon/Ream Tier 2 Teaser)

Hey, all! So I don't normally post teasers from the exclusive tier-2 content on my Patreon and Ream, but this one's an exception. Why not take a peek and see what horrible and totally realistic things have been happening to our adorable protagonist?

For the record, this multi-chapter story is meant as a satire on a particular kind of AB/DL story – not of any particular author! It's all meant in good fun :-)

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When Renée woke that Saturday morning in late May, she had no idea that it was going to be the first day of a very, very crazy summer.

"Wha-a?" She sat up in bed, blinking down in confusion at the strange sensation around her bottom. If she was any other young woman, she might have pulled back the covers to investigate what horrible, shameful secret might be there. But she wasn't just any other young woman – oh, no. She had already realized that she was the protagonist in a kinky AB/DL story… and that meant she had to stop everything. Blink meekly into the middle distance, as if into the hungry eyes of the readers. And wait for the omniscient narrator to explain exactly what an adorable, lust-worthy character she was.

You see (the omniscient narrator announced, in the most lovely, rumbly narrator voice imaginable) Renée was twenty-one years old and definitely, totally, legally an adult. This was absolutely true, despite the odd genetic tendencies that had stunted her growth and made her look no more than a mere sixteen. She had shoulder-length brown hair and brown bangs and brown eyes – and freckles, too, for good measure. Her bra size was 32A, her weight 111.5 pounds, her height four feet eleven inches, her shoe size 6W, her glasses prescription -3.00 -3.75, and her blood type A-positive. Her middle name was Dawn, her favorite color was lavender, the name of her favorite teacher was Ms. Stapleton, and the name of her first pet was Hank (the hamster). She was-

The narrator paused, realizing belatedly that he might have given too much information too quickly. Ahem, he announced, a trifle apologetically. That is to say, Renée was a super cute and super lust-worthy AB/DL protagonist. She was very short, you see, and her chest was flat as a teenage boy's. Oh, see those freckles? And those bangs? And did I mention how short she was? Again, totally legal and totally an adult! But yeah, she was pretty freaking ador-

Renée impatiently pulled back the covers at last, and the narrator mercifully shut up. But oh, the horror! For what was she looking at with those cute, wide brown eyes of her? Not just the faded fabric of her favorite pajama bottoms. Not even Jerry, the tattered stuffed iguana that she slept with every night, now lying flat on his back like roadkill. Oh, no. It was a

GIANT WET PATCH IN HER BED!!!

"Oh my gawd!" shrieked her mother, who had suddenly and illogically appeared in her room. "My big adult dawta just peed her bed! Whaddya hafta say for yourself, girl? Huh? HUH? You think it's funny, laying there and peeing yourself? I didn't think you was a frickin' baby no more, you know!"

The narrator began to interject with exposition – explaining something about how Renée's nameless mother was a stout, domineering, no-nonsense sort of parent – but his voice was drowned out as Renée's adorable little face crumpled immediately down into pathetic little wails. "I- I'm sorryy, Mom," she pleaded, blinking in chagrin down at the GIANT WET PATCH she was sitting in. "I didn't- I never-! I- hic! I never wet the bed be- hic! fore! Not even last semest- hic! -err…"

In case it wasn't obvious, Renée got the hiccups every time she was upset.

"Oh, be quiet!" Having put up with them for twenty-one years, her mother apparently found her daughter's hiccups anything but endearing. "Listen: I haven't the slightest reason why you might have developed a case of nocturnal enuresis during the last twenty-four hours. However, since I am stout, domineering, no-nonsense sort of parent, I have no intention of demonstrating paternal affection or ensuring that you receive proper medical attention. On the contrary, I firmly believe that my best course of action at this juncture will be to administer a painful, hopelessly outdated form of corporal punishment on a sensitive yet durable portion of your anatomy…"

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Oh, no! Whatever will happen to that cute protagonist's sensitive yet durable bottom?

If you want to find out more, why not check it – and lots of other stories – out over on Tier 2 of my Patreon or Ream?

[diapion]

Not Only Did I Soak This Sheet, I Soaked My Blankets And Woke Up Wrapped In Those Blankets Like A Cocoon! I LOVE Sleeping Like A WET BABY!!

[kalikalahansa]

Hi Kali.

I read your post about untraining desires and accepting them.

A few years ago I started to suffer from overactive bladder. At the time I didn't know about untraining or much about abdl, and the anxiety from managing the condition made me super stressed so I didn't find it exciting at all.

I went through a bunch of medical tests and eventually, after doing all the stuff they suggest you do to make your bladder stronger, I pretty much got over it. My bladder has never been as good as it was before, but I don't really have any major issues that impact my lifestyle.

But I started reading your blog and other content talking about untraining a year or two ago, which I think has changed my mindset a little bit. I find the idea of untraining appealing, and I do relate to binge/purge cycles , but I just don't know how to overcome the general anxiety of people actively knowing I wear (i.e. friends, family etc), as well as the significance of becoming incontinent.

I've thought about seeing a doctor and kind of locking myself in, albeit in a minor way, by telling them I've been wetting the bed and/or having incontinence issues during the day, since it's likely I would eventually be told I just need to manage it, but I'm not sure if that would help me. I've also thought about trying 24/7 for a little bit, but that would require about as much story-telling as committing to untraining.

I just don't know how to get over the indecisiveness. I would appreciate any advice you might have.

Hey, anon. Thanks for writing in.

One thing you have is a medical excuse. If you have overactive bladder (OAB) that causes urgency with involuntary leakage, you have urge urinary incontinence (urge UI). So if you've ever had a wetting accident from your OAB then congratulations: you're incontinent and have a bulletproof excuse to wear diapers. You can even truthfully say you've seen a doctor about it.

(I'm joking, but part of my "continent" state prior to going back into diapers was borderline stress UI, I had a previous diagnosis of enuresis, and knowing I could say I had a medical excuse really helped my confidence, even though I didn't end up using it all that much because who would ask?)

I don't know if going to a doctor would help all that much at this stage. Getting diagnosed is one of the small slice of acceptable ways of actively locking yourself in, but it's also limited in its effectiveness because no one knows it except your doctor, who is sworn to confidentiality. These days, I advise that doctors are mostly useful for getting medical documentation of your incontinence in order to access things that require that documentation, such as locked toilets. Getting diagnosed by a doctor did change my attitude toward my untraining in a helpful way, but because it happened at a time that discouraged me from feeling like I had to retrain to satisfy other people. That's not going to be a universal experience.

"trying 24/7 ... would require about as much storytelling as committing to untraining" is a remarkably astute and clear way of putting it. It's part of the reason why 24/7 tends to shade into untraining over time: if you can arrange your life so that you can consistently do 24/7 long-term, that same arrangement usually takes away any actual urgent reasons to maintain your continence, so you end up doing it just to do it, which is a position from which it's easy to find one day that you're not doing it any more.

I understand your anxiety about people knowing about your diapers. Unfortunately, I've found, the thing about that anxiety is that it's like anxiety about going on stage: the only way to overcome it is to confront the cause of it and survive.

If it helps, I do not think you are under any obligation to proactively tell people you are in diapers. I would recommend evaluating who has a need to know, and then telling them when that need becomes relevant. How you define "need to know" and "relevant" is up to you. You can start small with this method, and eventually more and more people will know simply because you see more and more different people, and the prospect of telling yet another one will become less and less threatening.

One way to think of it might be that people finding out you are in diapers is inevitable. As previously noted, the desire to wear diapers and untrain is not something that goes away if you try to ignore it. Chances are, at some point in your life you are going to wear diapers 24/7 for long enough that you will have to confront telling people, including the people you care about. In that sense, whatever consequences your brain might tell you to fear from wearing diapers, those consequences are a fait accompli — they are already locked in. You can have them now or later, but they're coming. All that having them later accomplishes is spending additional effort to not have them now. Considering that, you might as well have them now.

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[mads-nixon]

i LOVED those chuckler headcanons - he's my absolute fave in the pacific and there's so little writing about him! could i request some more, maybe chuckler with a medic reader during wartime?

Chuckler Dating a Medic

Chuckler Juergens x Medic!Reader

Masterlist

A/N: Hi anon! Thanks for the request!! Love this gif (peep my baby hoosier 🫶) this is about the fictional portrayal of the H company boys on the show. nothing but love and respect for veterans on this blog!

Being assigned to H company, you meet the boys on the ship over.

The first time Lew sees you, he has to do a complete double-take.

At first he's like, "That's a woman," and then he takes a good look at you..." Wow. that's the most beautiful woman I've ever seen," type vibes.

He immediately gets a crush on you, and by the time y'all deploy to Guadalcanal, the poor fella is hopelessly in love, despite not knowing you for long.

Bill and Leckie's teasing is unending, and it's the only time you see Lew clam up and get embarrassed.

When the company first encounters the Japs at Tenaru, Lew's heart is in his throat every time he sees you dart from foxhole to foxhole, responding to the call for a corpsman.

He tried to keep tabs on you, but amongst the smoke and bullets in the air, he lost you. Even though he wanted to go searching for you, Lew knew you were good at your job and that he had his own to do, but it didn't stop him from worrying.

When morning came and the dust settled, he saw you sitting in a hole, staring off into space, your dungarees covered in blood (it's not yours). He freaks out and slides next to you, asking you a million questions.

Lew cups your cheeks gently to get you to look at him, and instinctually, you lean forward and connect your lips. It was s short kiss (really like a peck), but it shut Chuckler up, and he stared at you dumbfounded.

"You just kissed me," he says, his eyes wide.

You smile, your teeth a contrast to the dirt and blood on your face. "I did."

Then...boom, he asks you to be his girlfriend, and you ofc say yes. You've gotta keep it on the DL, but the boys know and joke about it constantly, but you also know they would take the secret to the grave if they had to.

Any time Lew would get even the slightest bit hurt, and I mean like a tiny cut on his finger or something, you'd go in full medic mode.

"I need to disinfect it," and "Let me see, hon."

Deep down, you're absolutely terrified of losing him, so you kind of go crazy making sure you do everything in your power to keep him healthy.

You're probably the mom friend of the group and always make sure they're all doing okay. In turn, Chuckler is always there for you if you want to talk about anything.

Being a medic is draining, and there are some days that you just lay in his arms at night, trying to forget the blood and death you'd witnessed that day.

By the time you got to Melbourne, you were almost to your breaking point. Seeing boys blown to bits and crying for their mothers day after day became too much.

Instead of going out and exploring, you stayed in the stadium and slept like Hoosier. You told Chuckler to go have fun, but he insisted on staying with you. He sat propped against the legs of your cot, rubbing your hand gently, trying to coax you to sleep.

As the months went on in the Australian city, everything seemed to get better, and you took advantage of the time you had with Lew.

You went to the beach, learned how to play cricket, and went on a million picnic dates.

When your orders came that you were going to ship out again, Lew went out, bought a ring, and proposed.

You say yes, and he puts the ring on a chain for you to wear.

On Cape Gloucester, you were often caught up in the medic tent treating infections and other illnesses like the enuresis that Bob ended up developing.

Pavuvu was even worse when it came to sickness. Runner was badly sick with malaria, and you and Lew were tending to him the best you could, but there wasn't much you could do.

You'd stay up all night beside his bedside, keeping tabs on his fever and making sure he didn't need anything. After a few days of this, you were dead on your feet, and Chuckler had to step in.

He'd gently urge you to bed and sit beside your cot, running his hand through your hair. Within seconds, soft snores escaped your mouth and you were out like a light.

From Pavuvu, you went to Peleliu, and nothing could ever prepare you for what you saw there. It was the bloodiest, most horrifying thing you'd witnessed so far. By the time the Marines took the airfield, Leckie, Bill, and Runner had been hit, and you had no idea where Lew was.

When you found him, you almost cried, and he engulfed you in a HUGE hug, lifting you off your feet for a moment.

The pair of you stick side by side through the campaign on Peleliu until he gets hit, and when he does, you patch him up as you try not to fall apart.

Finally, you're called back off the line, and you're by Lew's side the whole time as he's carried on the stretcher to the medical ship. You couldn't go with him, no matter how much you wanted to, so you said a tearful goodbye and kissed him softly, promising you'd see him soon.

You wrote him as you made your way through Okinawa, and you burst into tears when the news of the war's end reached you.

Lew was waiting for you when you finally got to come home. The first thing y'all do is go to the courthouse and get married!

The two of you spend the rest of your lives living outside Chicago in a small town that was quiet and peaceful, except for the trouble your kids caused when became teenagers!

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