#was using getting to shower once i was done cleaning as motivation

[battlevann]

FINALLY GOT TO SHOWER!!! THE WORLD IS BEAUTIFUL TO ME NOW!!

AND NOW I GET TO DO LAUNDRY YIPPEEEE

[hrhmimieucliffe]

NSFW Alphabet with Doctor Zayne - ❄️

Minors DNI (Obviously)

Wanted to do this because I've never done an NSFW Alphabet before. Hope my fellow Zayne stans see my vision and agree with me though.

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A = Aftercare (what they’re like after the act) - Very affectionate and attentive. He would clean you up, help you relax, maybe even give you a massage if he went too hard. 🤫

B = Body part (favourite body part their own or their lovers) - He couldn't just choose one spot. He loves to kiss the palms of your hands when you touch and grab at his face whilst he's thrusting into you slowly and deeply. He loves to place gentle and loving kisses on your neck. He loves to run his hands all over your body, specifically your torso, grabbing fistfuls of your breast gently.

C = Cum (anything that has to do with it) - He doesn't really like the mess, so he'll be sure to clean it up as soon as possible. He'll also advise you to use the toilet, as that's what you're supposed to do after sex, then maybe you can have a shower... maybe he'd join you.

D = Dirty secret (Pretty self-explanatory) - He may act indifferent, but he secretly loves watching you walk and strut around in lingerie when you're in the bedroom. He slowly strips it off you with care, as he doesn't want to ruin it of course. He loves to see you in it, and treats it with care. His favourite part is definitely slowly taking it off you and revealing every inch of your perfect body. He definitely also loves it when you tease him in different ways.

E = Experience (do they know what they’re doing) - Come on now...🧍🏾‍♀️Though it isn't his area of expertise, I'd say as a Doctor in general, he might know a thing or two about stimulation. Even if he isn't experienced. 🤫

F = Favorite position - (Idk many positions so I'll just go by something I do know though I don't know the name of it 😭) I think Zayne would like an intimate position, such as a spooning position. I think him having you safe and secure in his arms, in a position where he can watch your facial expressions change, as seeing your different pleasured expressions gets him off. He likes to be close to you.

G = Getting Off (What gets them off?) - I think Zayne is the kind of man that could sit down and watch you intently as you give him a little show. A lapdance, a strip tease, anything like that. But even moreso, I think he would love it when you possibly take charge every once in a while. He secretly likes it when you make him ask nicely for you to let him finish🤫

H = Hair (grooming habits) - He is definitely well-groomed, no doubt about it.

I = Intimacy (in the moment romantic or rough/dirty) - Definitely romantic. He likes to make love. Slow, sensual, passionate, intimate, and gentle. He is a gentle dom in my opinion, but he doesn't mind you being on top every once in a while. He could indulge in something rougher if you ask, but I don't really think he'd put his all into it - afraid of hurting you of course.

J = Jack off (do they masturbate and how often) - I think he wouldn't do it often, as he's way too busy with work. But perhaps on a day off he'll get pent up and decide to rub one out. I'm sure he'd be thinking of you when he does 🤫

K = Kink (kinks what they like possibly unusual) - I don't think he has many kinks to be honest. Perhaps brat tamer, or primal (hunter). No daddy or master kink over here 🤫 Maybe he secretly likes to see you all tied up for him, though as long as its not hurting too much. I think perhaps he could have a size difference kink. After all, he'd love watching and witnessing how well you take him every time. Definitely a gentle dom.

L = Location (where they like to get it on) - He definitely would prefer if its not in public. He likes to be somewhere private where its just the two of you. Where no one can disturb you. Your body is his temple and he wants to be the only one to see it. It goes both ways, though.

M = Motivation (things that makes them tick/turn ons) - When you push him onto the bed and straddle him, 100%. When you visit him whilst he's working just to tease him and he has to resist the urge to give in. When you "accidentally" drop something and bend over. When you grind into him as you sit on top of him. When you slowly slide and drag your hands under his clothes, caressing that sculpted body of his, circling his nipple with your finger. It drives him insane. When you wear his favourite outfit just to rile him up.

N = No (turnoffs or absolutely won’t do) - Hair pulling (at least too hard), Spanking (Again, not too hard if he DOES do it), anything too kinky in general or like proper BDSM.

O = Oral (receiving or giving and how skillful they are) - He definitely loves to receive. He loves to sit back and watch you as you take him into your throat. He'll let out small soft grunts and groans every now and then, but he'd obviously be holding back. Maybe he'll whisper a few praises and stroke your hair. But, he also thinks it's better to give than recieve. Watching your face contort in pleasure, gripping at the sheets, arching your back, your body trembling, those adorable moans, the way you whisper his name. He'd be making sure your needs come before his. You're his favourite patient, and a good Doctor takes GOOD care of his patients needs before his own. 🤫

P = Pace (how fast they are and how long they last in bed) - Definitely nice and slow, but he'd pick up the pace the faster he gets to bursting and maybe be a little rough if you asked him to be.

Q = Quickie - I think quickies would be beneficial depending on when. Like you could tease him in the morning before he has to go work and he'd have no choice but to give in and take care of you when you beg him to and give him those big doe eyes. Maybe if it's late and you're in the office, he'd relieve some quick stress with you. Maybe he'd even let you suck him off under his desk whilst he's working (after you got him riled up on purpose, of course)

R = Risk (do they like to try new things) - I think he'd be open to new things, but mostly depending on how you feel about them.

S = Stamina (how many times they can go and how long each round lasts) - Maximum 3 rounds, just because he's a workaholic, and so he couldn't go for too long as he'd need to get his rest in for work the next day. But he always makes it up to you. When he has a day off, he'd go as much as you want him to.

T = Toys (are they game for using sex toys on themselves or lovers) - I think he wouldn't mind using one on you. His favourite would definitely be a remote controlled vibrator that he can activate at any time. You'd better hope you're not out hunting wanderers or with another person when he gets bored in his office and decides to activate it for fun.

U = Unfair (how do they tease or do they enjoy suspense themselves) - Oh, I think he wouldn't definitely be the type to make you whine and beg, edging you and watching you come apart as you plead for him to let you cum when he's two or three fingers deep inside you. Maybe he won't give in and you'll have to keep begging. Maybe he'll hold you still so that you don't seek any other stimulation to finish yourself off.

V = Volume (are they loud, what sounds, and do they talk) - Always low. Quiet. Hushed. Whispered. He won't moan too loudly, he'd probably hold it back or release it in an almost agonised growl and grunt. He likes to praise you, whether you're receiving or giving the pleasure. He would probably check on you whilst he was doing it to you to make sure he's not too rough or anything.

W = Wild card (random sincannon of any sort) - I think he'd definitely use his evol during sex at least one time 🤫 When it gets too hot, I'm sure a little ice would definitely help👩🏾‍🦯

X = X-ray (what’s down below in dem pants) - Girl...😏😩 he is packing of course. A good 5-6 inches.

Y = Yearning (sexdrive level) - It's not always high, but it certainly is when you tease him. Sometimes it'll go up just looking at you, or thinking about you.

Z = Zzzz (do they sleep after if so how quickly after) - He'll only sleep once he knows you're okay and all your needs have been taken care of. He'll watch you fall asleep in his arms.

☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆

Am I right or no, girlies?

(If you saw any spelling mistakes, no you didn't)

[gingerblivet]

Hey all my executive dysfunction friends, I’d like to introduce you to a concept that I’ve found helpful in Doing Things That Need Doing

I call it the “Might As Well” Principle

Here’s how it works:

There’s a Thing you need to Do, which is not necessarily difficult or all that time-consuming for you (ie: dishes, laundry, shower, cleaning a room, etc)

The Thing has multiple steps, which make beginning it more daunting than it would be otherwise

You tell yourself that you “might as well” begin whatever the first step of completing the Thing is, without committing to completing any other steps

Once you are engaged in step 1 of the Thing, allow yourself to think “well, I might as well continue, since I’m already here” if the mood strikes you

Take it as far as the motivation lets you

Congrats! You’ve done more of the Thing than you would have by getting bogged down in the number of steps the Thing takes!

It is VITALLY important to note that this is for tasks whose main barrier to completion is the fact that you have trouble starting them. It is not for tasks which require large amounts of time, physical ability, or energy. And that’s gonna be relative for everybody. The examples I listed above are Things which I spend far more time and energy thinking about Doing than I do actually Doing them.

I would also not recommend this for Things that cannot be stopped or half-assed once started without causing an immediate issue to arise. The point is that you use the “Might As Well” Principle to get you started, not to force you to finish if the time, energy, or motivation isn’t there

Anyway, I hope there are some people out there who might find this as helpful as I have

[sarafinaparvez]

recharge, reset ˎˊ-

౨ৎ  How to have a Successful Reset Day in 5 Steps ౨ৎ

What is a "Reset Day" ?

A reset day is the day I use to “get back on track” with life in general. I typically choose to have a reset day after a rough, stressful or unproductive period of time and though the steps are ordinary in word; the simple practices of planning your day out, cleanliness + reorganization within the home, and bodily care/hygiene are imperative; as I believe the foundation to having life in order starts first with the home and the body.

Step 1. Your reset morning should start with a well thought out to-do list for every task that needs to be completed. 🌷

 You can write this in your planner (if you have one), a journal, or a piece of paper. I like to avoid making this to-do list digitally, as the constant rechecking of my list online may lead me distracted from my “real life” tasks. 

There's two reasons why I made making a written to-do list the first step (despite the steps being written here). The first reason is because it gives you a way to “check off” each task once completed; which will reward satisfaction (and potentially motivate you more to start and finish the next one).

Secondly, though it’s fine to only do the tasks written in this post for your entire reset day (which is what I typically did when I was younger and had less responsibilities), others of you may want to add certain equally important tasks to be completed after them. Such as, paying any overdue bills you've been neglecting or returning overdue library books- as some examples <3 

Step 2. Clean your home 🧹💨 (or room) 

For this step, having clean laundry 🧺 (clothes, towels, sheets, etc.). As well as a clean bed to retire to in the night- is what I place main emphasis on. These are the chores that make me feel the most put together and back on track once completed; even before any other chores that may need to be done around the house (Dependent on your own living situation).

Step 3. Clean yourself (have an “everything shower”)

As extensive or simple as *you* prefer it. 🛁

Step 4. Plan your next day right before bedtime (optional, suggested) 

✏️ You may also utilize this to jot down any tasks that you were not able to finish in this day.

Step 5. Sleep on time to be well rested for the next day  ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁

Always non-negotiable. 🤍

Congratulations! You are now recharged, refreshed, and fully set to take on the next days to come! If you ever get off track, no need to worry as you know exactly what to do to start anew once again.

Please reblog if you found helpful 🫶!

- love, sarafina x

[w2soneshots]

Could I do a Chrismd request? Maybe where they meet either jogging one day or their indoor climbing club and they eventually get together.

Thanks :)

Coffee? -Chrismd

words: 0.8k+

warnings: none.

summary: you and Chris pass each other every week on your runs, one day he decides to finally ask you out.

notes: hello lovely💞 This is my first ChrisMD fic, wooo! I hope you enjoy and thank you for being patient with me, I’m trying desperately to find the motivation to write!!🏃‍♀️‍➡️✨

I woke up early this morning for my usual Saturday morning run in London. It was not particularly warm but thankfully there wasn't any rain or wind and once I get my body moving I always warm up anyway so I picked out an outfit accordingly.

I shivered slightly as I stepped out of the glass doors of my apartment building before plugging in my earphones and getting started. I always love starting my Saturday's this way since it helps to clear my head, plus I usually see the cute boy that lives in the apartment building two streets away from mine.

I know that because I've seen him leave multiple times in the last few months. I've been tempted to ask for his number but I always chicken out. Though every once and awhile I catch him looking my way when we pass by each other.

After a good fifteen minutes of running/jogging around London I see him coming towards me. My heart rate spikes. I put on a friendly smile and he returned it. I was slightly disappointed that he was still yet to say anything so I decided to take matters into my own hands, hopefully he doesn't have a girlfriend.

I stopped and turned around. He's already walking towards me. "Oh my god. Oh my god." I thought, mind racing. I quickly remove my earphones. "Hi, uhm... I'm Chris," he says. "y/n," I replied.

It was silent for a moment before he spoke up. "I was just wondering if you maybe wanted to get a coffee after your run, if you're free?" I nodded softly. "I'd like that. Meet you outside waterlow park in an hour?" "Yeah, great. See you then... y/n." He waved softly before turning around and jogging off. I let out a light, content sigh. Finally.

I swiftly finished my run and headed back to my apartment to clean up. I took a quick shower, did my hair then put on a casual outfit. By the time I was done it was almost time for us to meet.

I'd chosen the park that was located between our apartments so it was only a short walk. As I approached I saw that Chris was already stood waiting, which I was glad about.

"Hey," he said, with a cute smile spread across his lips. "Hi, where did you wanna go?" I asked. "Is he a starbucks or a cosy little café kinda guy?" I wondered. "I always go to this café ten minutes from here," he said. That answered my question. "Great, lead the way."

We made small talk as we walked. He asked how long I'd been running for and we briefly discussed the fact we'd seen each other so many times but never shared more than a friendly smile.

When we reached the café, which was tucked right on the corner of the street, we headed inside and both ordered a coffee. I was surprised I hadn't ever realised it was there but I was glad he'd shown me it since it was actually really cute.

We sat down opposite each other on one of the small tables at the front of the shop next to the window. "So... favourite colour?" He asked jokingly. I breathed out a chuckle. "I hate that question." I was hoping I wouldn't have to hear it for a while, since I was really starting to like Chris.

It took just a few weeks before we were quite comfortable with each other. We would regularly do our runs together since they fell around the same time but tonight I'm going round to his apartment for the first time to order a take out and watch a movie.

I put on some comfortable clothes, threw my hair up, grabbed a bottle of wine that I'd bought especially and walked the five minutes to his place.

I rang the doorbell and he answered soon after. I smiled softly at him as he welcomed me inside. "Wow, this is really nice," I complemented as I stepped in. His apartment was clean and quite cosy, kind of like the coffee shop.

We both sat down after he grabbed some glasses and poured us both some wine. I got comfy as he scrolled through netflix. This was exactly the kind of dates I enjoyed.

About an hour and a half into the movie (which ended up being Harry Potter) and after the takeaway had arrived and been eaten we sat close to each other, thighs touching and his arm around my shoulder. I could barely focus.

Though nothing else happened until it was time for me to leave, as it was now late and pitch black outside. I stood by the door, ready to go when Chris stopped me.

"Uh- before you go..." he began. I was hoping that he was doing what I thought he was doing. He leaned closer, his hand moving down to my hoodie covered waist. It was silent for a few moments longer before I closed the gap, connecting our lips for the first time.

When we both pulled away we shared a content smile. "Thank you for tonight, I'll see you soon?" I broke the silence. "Yeah, yeah. I'll text you." I nodded softly then waved slightly as I walked out of the door.

I was very excited to see him again and had a really good feeling about where this was going.

[brain-n-body-in-disarray]

What the h*ll is "basic hygiene" anyway?

If you're like me, you've been struggling with hygiene for a long time. I'm neurodivergent, I have chronic fatigue and chronic pain, so yeah, it's been hard, my whole life.

Here's a few tips that helped me or some of my friends.

1. Redefine "basic hygiene"

No, really. Redefine it. Neurotypical and able-bodied people will tell you all can of things about what is "basic" hygiene.

The rule is: do what you can. That's it. The rest of the post will be tips to increase what you can do. But in the meantime, just do your best. You're fantastic the way you are.

2. Time

There's two thing here.

The first is: find the right time for you. It's not always easy, because we often have obligations, and we're supposed to be clean at those right moments. It's not easy. Sometimes it "helps" because it gives us that "boost" we needed to start getting clean, but most of the time it's just stressful. So instead find the moment that works best for you. I know there's moments in the day when it'll be easier for me to start tasks that I would struggle with at an other time, but I prioritise other things instead for a reason or another. Try washing yourself then, even if people will tell you it's strange to have a shower at three pm. Who cares.

The second is: divide to conquer. You don't have to wash ALL the parts of your body at once. You don't necessarily have the energy for it and it's okay. Also it can feel daunting to face that long list of steps. A body has a LOT of parts to wash and clean. Really, that's scary and exhausting. So the solution might be to do smaller things here and there. Do what you can when you can, that's okay. At least you've done something, that's great!

You are also allowed to take breaks in the middle. It can help if you are tired, or if it makes you anxious.

3. Wipes.

I personally hate washing with soap and water, whether it's a bath, shower or just at the sink. It takes time, it's a lot of steps, and it feels horrible. I do it when I can, but I don't enjoy it. The partial solution is wipes.

Baby wipes are great, they're soft, some smell good but faint, some has no odor. You can clean yourself quickly without rinsing. And they don't let that terrible feeling on your skin.

There's wipes made for your private parts. Which is an important part to clean. Also wet toilet paper is good. (For private parts wipes, buy the organic ones, you don't want anything too harsh there)

Make-up removal wipes are not just to remove make-up. They do clean you face.

Don't use antibacterial wipes though. At least not regularly. They are too harsh for your skin, you'll just damage it. Also too much antibacterial stuffs just make bacterias more resistant.

Bonus point: wipes can easily be carried in a bag. Handy.

4. Charts and lists and apps.

Whether you forget to do it or it you have done it already, or you can't get motivated, or you can't manage to start washing, or there's so many steps you get overwhelmed, or you start but can't remember what to do next, etc., those tips might help.

There's apps like Habitica (it's the most well known but there's others) that help you building habits and remembering to do stuffs and making it fun (help with rewards). It's about general tasks but can be applied to washing. A friend also told me there's a pokemon app to brush your teeth but I haven't tried it.

If you get overwhelmed by the steps and get lost in the middle, making a list of those steps, laminating and putting it in the bathroom near the sink or in the shower can help you keeping tracks. You can even put a dry erase marker near the list to check what have already be done.

5. The "bath buddy"

If you live with someone, you can ask their help.

I'm not saying they have to wash you. Or maybe I am? A friend takes his showers with his boyfriend to help getting motivated.

It can just be your platonic roommate behind the door talking to you, telling you funny stories.

Having company can help start the task and make it more enjoyable which help in itself but also make it less daunting the next times. Having a bath buddy also helps if you get lost in the middle of a task, they can tell you what the next step is. They can also keep you on tracks and in the present (I know I tend to dissociate a lot in the bathroom). And they keep your mind off the bad stuffs (body dysphoria for example, or sensory discomfort)

6. You're never too old for "kids' stuffs"

Because you're never to old for fun stuffs.

No, really, there's no reason why you should deprive yourself of something that would make washing more fun.

Wash your teeth with bubblegum flavored toothpaste.

Play with bathtoys. Buy those little plastic boats and those little squirting animals. (Seriously, the fact that the only fun thing for bath for adult is bubbles is a crime)

The word here is "fun". Make the bathroom fun. Buy a shower curtain with cute elephants playing with water. Put adhesive ducks on the tiles. Make that darn room a place you want to be in, not just to distract you from the bad stuff but to enjoy your life.

7. Teeth. Oh no, the teeth.

First thing: as I said, you don't have to use that "adult toothpaste". The menthol contained in it can be sensory hell. You can use kid toothpaste, it cleans just as well. If you can't use any toothpaste try brushing without it with just water. You can also try toothpaste tablets (you chew on them and then brush). You can try mouthwash. You can try oil-pulling. The point here is to remove some bacteria from your mouth.

About brushing. There's different hardness in toothbrushes. If you're using hard, try medium. If you're using medium, try soft. If you're using soft, try baby toothbrush. If no toothbrush works for you, try a wet cloth, or your finger. Try using toothpicks to remove the remains of food and then use mouthwash.

If the storebought mouthwash doesn't do with you, make it yourself. There's recipes online with essential oils (optional, but maybe there's one you might like), baking soda and water. (I don't recommend using lemon juice, it might damage your enamel.)

My friend just told me I should mention dental floss. I personally hate it, but it might be useful to some of you. It's probably more effective than toothpicks. They also comes mounted on these little plastic sticks if you struggle with the thread alone.

8. Chair

No, really, you have the right to sit down during washing. Buy a shower chair. Put a bench on your bathtub instead of struggling to stand up. Put a chair in front of the sink to sit when you brush your teeth.

You don't have to be physically disabled to use a chair to wash. And if you're disabled there's still no shame. Standing up can be boring, it can be painful, it can be tiring. So sit. You are allowed.

And if you prefer standing, do. You can pace. You can dance. You can do gymnastics. (Just be careful if you're brushing your teeth, okay. Or if you're in the shower. Don't hurt yourself.)

9. Music

If you don't have a buddy to talk to you, music or even podcasts, anything to listen to, can be a nice way to help. They makes the experience more enjoyable. They keeps your head away from the bad sensory experience or the awareness of your own body.

I also find using the same playlist useful to keep track of the time I've been spending in the shower. I even time the steps on the tracklist, I know I washed that part of my body for long enough if that song is over, I need to do the next step.

Also, for me me music is part of the ritual. It helps me to get in the right mind, it motivates me, it makes the routine.

10. Multi-purpose products.

I've seen all those beauty posts about "layering". It's nice if you have the energy and the time, but no, it's not for me.

I hate moisturising creams. I really do. They smells funny, they feels gross and sticky, and it takes forever to apply. It's an unnecessary step for me. But I have dry skin (at least on my body). The easy solution is to use surgras soap or surgras shower gel. (Not just the "moisturising" soap, that won't hydrate as well.)

I don't just remove the unpleasant experience of moisturiser, I remove a step. I save energy.

Also, multi-purpose products help with organisation, there's less things to think about. There's less risk of taking the wrong bottle because you're too headfogged. Less chance of chaos in the bathroom.

I personally can't do that for everything. I'd like to have one soap for everything, but my body skin and my face skin and my private parts and my hair all need different stuffs. But I do try to keep things to a minimum, because the number of products can be quickly overwhelming. So try to balance your sensory needs with your organisation problem.

(Also, if like me you hate the feeling of moisturiser, aloe vera gel is great. It is a bit sticky, but in a different way than cream. I personally prefer that one. There's also the option of oil, there's different kinds for different skin types, even for oily skin.)

11. Japaneses know best: the bidet.

This one might sounds strange for some folx. Where I live, bidets used to be extremely common but they are disappearing. We used to have a bidet next to the toilets in our homes. Japanese toilets have a built-in bidet but they are expensive. There is a cheaper (but still not cheap) alternative. You can buy a bidet toilet seat attachment to put on your own toilets.

Why am I telling you about bidet? Because when you struggle to wash regularly, bidets are incredibly useful.

Toilet paper is highly unhygienic. Wet toilet paper is a bit better. Bidets, that spray a jet of water on your privates, clean so much better.

And they are easy and quick to use. You just press a button and you are clean.

If you have a vagina, it's even more important, because it lowers significantly the risks of getting UTI and the likes.

If you can afford it, I recommend it.

12. The hat, or "well, f*ck it"

You can fail to wash in time for whatever obligation you have. That's okay.

Just use the card "camouflage".

Greasy hair? If they are long, brush them and tie them tightly, and put on a fashionable hat. Or you favorite, silly, hat. Or just a random hat that your aunt gave you (you know the one, you wondered for three weeks if you smiled enough when you received the gift because you didn't want to offend her). Scarfs are nice too.

Other idea to hide greasy hair? A wig. They are higher maintenance, but they are good to have for occasions where you have to look a bit better or if you can't wear a hat for whatever reason.

About odors... Well you know the trick of deodorants and perfume. Not what I recommend, at least not alone. For once not everyone can stand their smell. Also, they aren't that great to succeed at masking odors. If you can, use wipes to clean your armpits (also the underbreasts if you have them) and the neck and chest area. It might not remove all the odors but it'll help and with some deodorant if you can stand it, you should be good.

About deodorant: you can use a dollop of moisturiser (yes, I know I said I hate them, but listen), it will help to stop the formation of odors but the fragrance is usually mild or absent. It's also less harsh than the usual deodorant. You only need a small amount for it to work. You just need to clean before (wipes should be enough)

13. Don't stew in your dirty clothes.

Try to change your clothes often even if you don't wash. Especially your underwears.

I know it might sound counterintuitive to wear clean clothes when your skin is dirty, but staying in old clothes is like wearing a petri dish. By keeping the same clothes on you, you also keep the bacterias that live on it and your body.

It's especially bad in some areas, like your private parts, your feet and your armpits.

If you live alone, or if you live with someone who don't care, don't put clothes on at all. You'll just stew in your bacterial crock pot otherwise.

Staying naked also has the upside of reducing the amount of laundry you have to do.

14. Use your strengths.

Sometimes it's as simple as using your other hand because your dominant one is achy.

Sometimes it's listening to a podcast about your special interest.

You're an artist? Put a whiteboard in the shower. Or, I don't know, draw your body, laminate the drawing, and color the parts you have already washed with a dry erase marker.

Your thing is to make lists of animals of Paraguay? Recite them alphabetically and make a song with them while you brush your teeth and wash your face and clip you nails.

Dancers here? Each movement you make is part of a choreography.

15. Aftercare.

Hygiene is immensely stressful and energy consuming. You don't just deserve a reward, you need aftercare.

It's okay to take a nap. It's okay to need to engage with your special interest. It's okay to need a hug. It's okay to want to be alone. It's okay to feel bad too. Have a cry. Be moody. Don't be ashamed of what you feel. Of course it's better if you manage to avoid these emotions. But it's okay if you have them.

And give yourself a little treat. Have a cup of your favorite tea. Put a shiny sticker in your "things I've done good today" diary. Cuddle with your pet. Read the Swedish dictionary.

Drink a glass of water and eat something.

Also, if you have chronic pain, like I do, take your meds. (My joints are always a bit achy after standing too long, or my shoulder are stiff after washing my hair)

Write an essay about why keeping up with your hygiene is a pain.

Do what you want and do what you need.

16. Shame has no place in the bathroom.

If you've read my previous post, you know what I mean.

I've said it in this post, it's okay to struggle, to not be perfect, or as perfect as neurotypicals and able-bodied people say we should be. Their criterias are bullcrap.

Shame won't help you to keep up to these unachievable standards. They'll just undermine you.

Also, it's okay if some of what I've said here seems unachievable also. I shared what helps me and some of my friends, but your needs might be different and that's totally okay. Maybe someone will make a post with tips that'll help more? I hope so.

Anyway, you do what you can and you congratulate yourself for it. Every step is an achievement worth of praise.

[clarisse0o]

Camp Wiegman-Part 10

Lucy Bronze x Ona Batlle

Alternate Universe : Military School

Word : 6k

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Thursday, October 29; 6:00 PM -  Bronze' Room.

Four. That's the number of days I've been living in real hell. I'm constantly going from cold to hot. I don't even dare to move because of my sore muscles. I've never felt as bad as I have at the start of this week. What exhausts me the most is emptying my guts into the basin that hasn't moved since the first day. The worst part is that I haven't eaten anything for four days, so it's even more painful.

 I just feel like I'm slowly dying. I know it's not real and that if all goes well, I'll be back on my feet in a few days. I'm starting to go crazy in this room. The only time I get out of bed is to use the bathroom, change clothes, or take a shower. And even then,  Bronze has to motivate me each time to do it. The problem is that I depend on her for every movement, and it's starting to irritate me. 

I feel pathetic not even being able to get to the bathroom on my own when it's only a few steps from my bed. Fortunately, I've managed to handle things in the bathroom on my own so far. It takes me much longer than usual each time, but it's certainly better than having to ask  Bronze for help. She's a woman and young, but she's still my supervisor. It's embarrassing for her to see me in such intimate situations. I had to ask for her help only once, and I still feel strange about it. Clumsy as I am, my earring got caught on my t-shirt. I tried to free myself but only managed to tangle myself more.  Bronze came to my rescue without hesitation, even though I was half-naked. I felt so embarrassed, yet she did nothing to make me feel that way, quite the opposite.

 She's so different since I've been here. She's no longer the strict supervisor who gives grand speeches. She's just a normal person who takes care of me. She hasn't left my side. Engen had to convince her to set up shifts so she could rest too. She finally agreed to let someone else stay by my side at night and during her three meals a day. So, the other three senior instructors take turns: Engen, Bright, and White. Without them, she wouldn't sleep at night knowing I have insomnia. I don't understand why she doesn't leave my surveillance more. It's not like the others are incompetent. I glance at my supervisor who is lying on her bed reading. Today is my first relatively calm day. I smile softly, seeing that she seems absorbed in her book.

"Are you feeling a little better?"

I'll never understand how she can see me when she doesn't even turn her head from her reading. It's like her eyes are everywhere. This isn't the first time she's done this. I lower my eyes to my slightly trembling hands.

"Better, but for how long...?" I murmur.

I sigh, knowing the detox process will take more than just a week. The stage I'm enduring now is nothing compared to what I'll have to endure psychologically later. I close my eyes at this thought.

"Can we take advantage of this lull to talk?" she asks, closing her book.

I look at her piercing green eyes for a moment. It's as if she knows what I'm thinking. I shrug. It's not like I wasn't warned. She was just waiting for me to be able to hold a conversation without my head constantly over the basin. I should also mention that dependency speaks for our subconscious. It seems I made advances to her at some point to get drugs. I have no memory of it, but she didn't hesitate to remind me to tease me. I was mortified when I found out. I also tried to charm her colleagues, in another way, fortunately for me. That's why I'm worried about what's to come if I'm already like this now. I was clean in my head before that night. I hate having to start over from scratch. I break my gaze from the void and turn my head towards her. She has just sat down on the chair between our two beds. It seems her decision has been made and I have to talk. I curl up on my side to face her. No way am I sitting up for this conversation. I close my eyes when she places her hand on my forehead to check my temperature. She's been doing this for a few days now.

"You don't have a fever anymore."

"Mm..." I groan.

"You have only yourself to blame, you know."

"I told you I don't remember anything from that night."

She sinks into her chair and crosses her arms.

"I want to believe you. You know, everyone thinks you did it on purpose."

"I don't care what others think. What do you think?"

"I have a personal opinion that I'd like to confirm by knowing your side of the story. Tell me about that night. I want to know everything in detail."

I lower my head, realizing she won't give me her opinion for now. Will she believe me? She's the only one I have hope in. Jaha and my mother will never believe me.

"Ona," she says, placing her hand on my shoulder. "If you don't talk to me, no one can defend you."

"Okay," I sigh. "I'll talk..."

"Start from the beginning, please."

"Yeah... So, um... I did go to a party... At least, Mapi convinced me to. I really didn't want to go at first," I began.

"Who is Mapi? Your best friend?"

"Yes."

"And so, you went?"

"Yeah... She took me to one of our old high school friends' place. She thought I'd be happy to see a familiar place."

"And that's where you took the opportunity to shoot up. You know, it's not bad if that's the case. It would be worse if you didn't admit it."

"No, I didn't shoot up. Please, don't push me..."

"Do you think?" she raises an eyebrow. "That I'm pushing you? I just said that if it was you, I want you to tell me now."

I nervously bite my lip. No, she's not pushing me. But I might say what she wants to hear if she insists a little. I shake my head to convince myself of what I think. A slight dizziness takes over.

"It's not me... Believe me, please. Okay, I wasn't an angel that night. I drank... Probably too much," I say, looking her straight in the eyes. "But that's all."

"You drank willingly?"

"Yeah... A few drinks at first, then we played drinking games where I was a willing participant," I admitted.

"Do you think you could have done it while drunk?"

Her tone is calm, reassuring. She's just trying to understand the how and why. She's not judging me, I can tell.

"If I didn't want to go to the party in the first place, it's because I knew it was risky. I felt clean, but someone like me can never predict how they'll react if they see drugs. However, I knew I couldn't come back here having taken something. I'm not that stupid,  Bronze."

"You don't know, do you? You don't know if it was you or not."

I look at her with horrified eyes. Indeed, I don't know if it was me or not. I think the answer terrifies me. I don't know how I would cope with that. I lower my head, too afraid her behavior will change knowing this.

"Well, I'll be honest with you. We both know you're far from stupid to have done it."

She leans forward so our eyes are well connected. How can she say such a thing after what she's just discovered? She should believe I'm guilty, that I did it. Not the opposite.

"Well, I still have some doubts, though. You're lucky we didn't find anything in your things, otherwise it would have been hard to defend you."

"Y-you searched my stuff?" I stammer in shock, my eyes wide.

"I had no choice. Wiegman wanted to do it personally to ensure no drugs were brought into the school. I spared you from her searching through your underwear collection."

I blush at the thought of  Bronze going through my underwear. Damn! They have no pity! That's very personal. I sigh as I feel a shiver run down my spine. It seems my respite didn't last long. I want to finish this conversation before  Bronze notices.

"Okay, let's go step by step. You owe me details so we can understand what happened. Only then can I defend your credibility."

"I already told you everything," I groan. "I met my old friends. We talked a bit before Mapi and I went out."

"What did you do?"

"We sat on some lounge chairs to chat about the latest gossip while having a few drinks."

"Okay, and then?" she encourages me.

I groan in frustration. I hate being in this accused position. I feel like I'm exposing myself by recounting every detail. But she's right. If I want to defend my credibility, I have to talk. To do that, I need to focus on remembering. I close my eyes.

"Then we joined the others for drinking games where we kept drinking. I was pretty tipsy, so Mapi took the opportunity to drag me onto the dance floor since it's the only time I agree to dance. The guys joined us shortly after. We were having a good time. I was happy to see them again. Then that's when..."

I abruptly open my eyes, finally remembering the missing piece of the puzzle. I don't have time to speak before I have to lean over the basin. Bronze barely had time to grab my hair. She immediately checks my slightly sweaty forehead. I slowly lie back down under her sigh. She helps me lie down before sitting back down. Damn it! How could I forget that part of the night!

"Do you feel capable of continuing? We can stop if you'd prefer."

"N-no! I-I want to talk," I say in a trembling voice.

"Good," she murmurs. "Then continue."

"Promise you won't repeat it?"

"No, I can't. It all depends on what it is."

I hesitate for a moment. I can't keep this to myself. It's way too important.  Bronze gently places her hand on my knee, as if trying to reassure me.

"I-I saw my ex again," I manage to say.

"Your ex?" she frowns.

"Her name is Feli, Feli Rauch. She's the one who... who got me into drugs... We didn't really end on good terms. I don't even remember breaking up with her. I just left without a word back then..."

"What was she doing there?"

"She said she came with a friend. She danced behind me, but I didn't know it was her until I turned around. I ran away outside, but she followed me. I let her talk, and she took the opportunity to apologize and say she missed me..."

My voice trembles. I can't get into more details. I've already said much more than I thought I could. Bronze's hand runs through my hair, prompting me to close my eyes. Her gesture slowly soothes me. To think these are just the main points.

"I know you're making an extraordinary effort by telling me all this, and I'm proud of you," she says softly. "It's the first time you've confided in me, and it makes me happy. I just ask for one more effort to tell me what else you remember."

"Not much, really," I murmur. "I let her say what she had to say and went back to find Mapi. I was shaken by seeing her again... Mapi didn't notice anything, so... so I just kept drinking... I-I feel stupid. I should have left the party after seeing her..."

- "You weren't in your right mind," she reassures me with a soft voice. "Do you think she could have forced you?"

- "I don't know... Maybe."

I tighten the blanket around me as I lift my head. She removes her hand and gives me a warm smile. I think that's a good sign. As for me, I don't know what to think anymore.

- "Have you asked your friends? Do they remember anything?"

- "Yes, of course, we talked while they drove me to the airport. Apparently, we separated around two in the morning. It was shortly after my meeting with Feli. So, they couldn't help me much. I was clean, Bronze... I was really clean."

I crack, my eyes slightly tearing up. I don't know who I'm trying to convince more with these words. She smiles at me a bit more.

- "I know, Ona. I know, don't worry," she repeats, moving some hair off my face. "You've done a lot. Thank you for being honest. Rest now. I'll get you a washcloth."

I close my eyes to relieve my sudden headache. It's crazy how everything came back all at once. I let out a groan when I feel the cold washcloth on my neck. Every time, she does this without warning. At first, I would jump, but now I'm used to it. She adjusts my blanket to cover me completely.

- "You won't say anything, right?"

- "If I don't say anything, they'll keep their opinion, Ona."

- "I don't care, as long as you believe me..."

- "We'll see."

- "You promised..."

- "I didn't promise anything. Seeing your ex who's a junkie never bodes well."

- "She won't do anything to me... She loves me too much for that."

- "Meanwhile, she's the most likely person to have drugged you. Your mother has the right to know."

- "Absolutely not," I say, reopening my eyes. "You can tell Wiegman, but not my mother! She doesn't need to know something like this!"

I don't see her anywhere. I understand that she's behind me. I would have liked to turn around, but I don't have the courage to move even a little toe. I tighten my blanket more around me as there's a knock on the door. Bronze sighs.

- "Well, we'll talk about it later."

Bronze opened the door because I hear Engen and Bright's voices in the room. I'm relieved that the conversation ends here. I don't know what time it is, but I imagine it's time to eat since they're here. It's always Bright or White who watches over me while Bronze goes to eat with Engen. I groan when someone shakes me slightly. It feels like an earthquake in my state. I open my eyes to find myself face to face with Bronze.

- "I'm leaving you with Bright while I eat. Do you want anything?"

- "No," I groan.

- "You haven't eaten anything for three days. You need to force yourself. Your cheeks are getting hollow."

- "Humm..." I grumble. "Don't want anything," I groan.

I close my eyes, which suddenly feel very heavy. I just want her to leave me alone.

- "Still not feeling better?" Engen asks.

- "She was fine since she woke up half an hour ago. It seems to be coming back."

- "I asked for some soup to be prepared for her. She needs something in her stomach given her state."

- "Ona," she shakes me once more.

- "Hummm."

- "Leave her alone. You can see she's out of it again," Engen says. "We'll bring her something and, if necessary, we'll force her."

I feel her hand leave my shoulder. This gesture makes me bury my head into my blanket. They keep talking a bit, but I've lost all sense of the conversation. It's only when silence reigns that I finally find sleep.

Wednesday, October 28; 8:30 PM - Bronze's Room.

I was sleeping peacefully until Bronze reappeared half an hour ago. We're alone again, and now she's forcing me to eat some damn soup. I'm leaning against the wall behind my bed, waiting for her spoonfuls against my will. She decided she wouldn't let me eat alone to make sure I eat. Well, okay... She might be right to do so. By doing this, she avoids me having to admit that I can't feed myself. So, I just open my mouth to please her. I feel like a child. I'm lucky my body accepts the food. It might be temporary, but it feels good to have something in my stomach. The soup gives me a bit of strength back.

- "You should take a shower too. You've been sweating all day."

- "Impossible," I mumble.

- "You stink, and my room smells like vomit, so it's non-negotiable."

- "I can't do it, Bronze. I'm way too cold and in too much pain to move an inch."

- "I've always helped you move."

- "I'm talking about in the shower."

- "Well, I'll help you if you want."

- "No way!" I groan.

She laughs heartily at my reaction. If she thinks I'll let her shower me again, she's dreaming! I accept the help with food, but definitely not with the shower.

- "Stop laughing, it's not funny!"

- "You've accepted my help so far. What's the problem?"

- "You're not going to help me take a shower! No way."

I'm almost sure my cheeks turn red with embarrassment. It must be the case, given the silly smile spreading on Bronze's face.

- "I'm not going to ask you to undress in front of me, Ona, if that's the issue. That would be crossing my boundaries as an instructor. You'll stay in your underwear. I just want you to freshen up a bit, it will do you good."

- "Please, Bronze... It's pure and simple humiliation."

- "Humiliation?" she laughs. "Nonsense. Well, if you see it that way... You'll try by yourself, and if you have any issues, call me. But one thing is for sure, you're getting under the water tonight. I want to take this opportunity to change your sheets and air out the room."

I hate her when she's like this. So commanding. I love that she's been taking care of me these past few days, but she remains insufferable when she wants something. I open my mouth when she brings the spoon closer. I can't wait for this situation to end. Hopefully soon. The bowl finally reaches the bottom. I sink directly into my bed after the last bite.

- "Nope, no way. Up!" she orders.

- "Tomorrow, please..."

- "No! You already pulled that yesterday and I let it go. There's no way I'm letting you pass again. It will do you good to stretch a bit. You'll thank me when all this is over."

I grumble as she pulls my arms to get me out of bed. I know she's right, but I'm definitely not going to admit it. I sit on the edge of the bed before placing my arm on her shoulders. Her arms around my waist support me until she sits me on the toilet in the bathroom. My legs were indeed very numb given the time it took us to move to the room.

- "Is that okay?"

- "Can I have a bit of privacy now?"

- "Yeah. Just leave your underwear on, just in case. I'll prepare some new clothes in the meantime."

I nod, and she leaves the room, closing the door. I take advantage of this moment to use the toilet since I rarely get up. I then lean against the sink to stay upright and remove my shorts and t-shirt. I place my t-shirt on the sink and leave my shorts on the floor. I don't feel capable of picking it up. I keep my underwear on as asked, then move under the shower. Fortunately, the instructors have a shower with a seat. I collapse onto it when I reach it. I sigh, realizing I forgot to grab the showerhead, forcing me to get up again. Once done, I turn the hot water on to the maximum to warm up... Bad idea given how it burns my skin. The surprise is such that I scream and drop the showerhead. It goes everywhere from the force of the jets, splashing a large part of the bathroom and me. I protect myself with one arm while reaching the faucet behind me. The water stops flowing, and I sigh in exasperation at my incompetence.

- "Are you okay?"

I look at the door where Bronze's voice is heard from behind. I let my head fall against the wall. I cover my chest with my arms. I'm freezing now. I close my eyes for a moment, hating myself for what I'm about to say.

- "Okay, you win," I reply loudly. "I need your help."

- "Can I come in?"

- "Yes."

The handle turns. I look away while she enters. I don't dare look at her. Few people have seen me in my underwear. She'll be the first to see my body so scantily clad in a year and a half. I can't help but tighten my arms around me, as if that would cover me. I've become very modest to the point of no longer liking going to the pool in a two-piece swimsuit. I turn my head when she doesn't come towards me right away. She's assessing the damage caused by the showerhead, thanks to my mishap. She raises an eyebrow, making me shrink my head into my shoulders. I hadn't realized it was that bad. The protective glass took most of it, but the sink, mirror, and my clothes weren't spared. I forget my fear of her scolding me and panic remembering that I left my bracelet, a birthday gift, on my t-shirt.

"Well done! I leave you alone for ten minutes and you make a mess," she smiles, picking up my shorts from the floor.

Her smile fades when she sees my face. She follows my eyes to my t-shirt. She grabs my bracelet and quickly wipes it with a towel.

"Don't worry, it's fine," she reassures me.

"Thank you, and I'm sorry," I breathe out. "I'm literally out of strength, everything hurts, and I'm cold! I can't take it anymore," I break down, summarizing my situation. "I'm fed up with all this crap, damn it."

"It's okay, I'm here now."

I'm on the verge of collapsing in front of her. I'm holding back so hard not to break down. I don't want her to see me in a state of weakness again. I'm already too much of that. That she sees my withdrawal crises, fine. But that she sees me cry because I'm at my wit's end, no way. She places my dirty, wet clothes in her laundry basket, then wipes the sink with a towel to place my new clothes on it. I watch her take off her shoes and roll up her pants and sleeves before stepping into the shower. Fortunately, it's an open shower with enough space. She picks up the showerhead and finally looks at me. My arms tighten instinctively. It's the first time she's really looked at me since she came in, and it makes me uncomfortable.

"I'll hold it. Do you feel capable of washing yourself, or do I need to take care of that too?"

"I think I can manage."

I want to manage it. I don’t want her to touch me. She smiles at me, trying to help me relax, but it’s not working at all. She turns on the water and adjusts the temperature with the mixer next to my head. She is very focused, watching the water flow over her hand until she says it’s just right. She looks into my eyes, waiting for my approval, but it never comes. I become even more tense than before and tighten my hands even more to hide my nudity.

"Come on Ona, take your hands off. I can’t do anything like this."

I shake my head vigorously, not caring about the dizziness. I close my eyes tightly to lessen it. I sincerely hope this situation will end soon. I thought I could manage for a moment, but I can’t. I’ve reached the point where no one can touch me without fear. I feel ridiculous for trembling like this. To my surprise, I hear the water stop and feel fingers under my chin lifting my head.

"Look at me."

I shake my head, fighting with myself.

"Please, Ona…" she persists. "Breathe calmly and at least dare to open your eyes," she encourages me.

I regulate my breathing as she taught me during my field runs. I then open my eyes to find her crouched down. I fall into her soft green irises. I startle when her hand rests on my cheek.

"Calm down. You don’t need to be ashamed or anything. What’s wrong?"

"Nothing…"

"Don’t kid me. If you don’t talk to me, I can’t help you."

I tense up as I feel her hand caress me. She has never been this gentle with me. I’m discovering sides of her that I never thought compatible with her character.

"Do you want me to leave the bathroom?" she asks.

I manage to shake my head from side to side. Even if I wanted her to leave, I can’t manage without her. I can’t even hold the showerhead.

"Alright, then take your hands off. I’m just going to spray you with water."

"I’m sorry, I—"

"Hey, trust me," she interrupts. "I’ve never crossed your boundaries, as far as I know."

I feel lost. I can’t think straight with her so close. After a while, my hands lose their grip. A small smile appears on her face. She carefully removes the last grip. I let my arms fall to the side, revealing my almost naked body. I watch her closely as she sees my tense body. It’s hard for her to hide her surprise, but she doesn’t comment. She just sprays water on me. The warm water helps me relax and feel better. She turns off the water once I’m completely wet. She puts shampoo into my hand. Everything is fine, but my arms start to hurt from holding them up to scrub my hair. She must have noticed because she starts doing it for me without me asking. I say nothing and close my eyes to enjoy this pleasant moment. No one has ever given me a scalp massage like she is now. She unconsciously eases my headache. I open my eyes when she turns the water back on.

"Tilt your head back, or you’ll get it all in your eyes."

"Why are you doing this?" I ask as I comply.

"Doing what? Helping you shower?"

"Taking care of me."

My question is followed by silence. I have a perfect view of her head as mine is tilted back. Her face is directly above mine so she can see what she’s doing. I’m sure I could see her cleavage if I lower my head. The question has been burning on my tongue for a while, but she doesn’t seem to want to answer. I can tell she doesn’t like leaving me under her colleagues’ care. It’s to the point where she refused another room to sleep in at night when the other instructors watch over me. She claims she doesn’t want any bed other than hers, but I think she mostly doesn’t want to be far from me in case something goes wrong.

"I’ve made your life impossible since I arrived, but you still help me," I insist.

"Everyone deserves help, don’t they? I sense that deep down, you want to change, but your behavior shows you haven’t had much support in your life… So, I’m giving you mine… Even if you make my life difficult," she adds with a smile. "Come on, open your hand."

I open it silently so she can put shower gel in it. I scrub my upper body first. Seeing that I can’t go further, she takes care of my legs after getting my permission. She avoids any areas that could be awkward, then rinses me one last time. She hangs up the showerhead and helps me stand. She wraps me directly in a large towel she had prepared. I bury myself in it, glad that it’s all over.

"Thank you… for everything," I murmur.

"I told you from the start, Ona. As long as I’m here, you won’t leave. I’ll be by your side and never abandon you," she announces, rubbing my arms to warm me up. "You may make my life difficult, but it’s a pleasure to get to know you and be able to help."

Her words touch me. I feel guilty. I really behaved like an idiot when I arrived. I didn’t understand anything.

"I’m sorry for everything I put you through…"

"Don’t apologize," she smiles. "Your behavior is completely normal. Now sit down."

With her help, I sit back on the toilet after she retrieves my clothes. She places them on my lap.

"Try to change and don’t hesitate to call me if you need anything, okay?"

"Yes, okay…"

She smiles and then leaves to give me some privacy. I remain shaken. It’s as if I’ve had an epiphany about her intentions. I feel foolish, but my heart swells with happiness. She can be annoying, but she takes care of me like no one has in a long time. She knows how to balance punishing me and helping me when I need it. She reminds me of Mapi, even though the two relationships are very different. I just feel like they will always be there to catch me when I need it. I sigh and let the towel drop. I take my time to remove my wet underwear and replace them with the new ones. I continue with my t-shirt, which I manage to put on this time, and grab my shorts… I think it’s one piece of clothing too many as I try to lift my legs. I give up just as someone knocks on the door.

"Yes?"

"Can I come in?"

"Yes, go ahead."

I’m not worried about it anymore. She’s already seen me in every possible situation, even in my underwear. She enters with the basin that is usually next to my bed. She places it next to the sink and turns to me.

"Any trouble?"

I show her my shorts, and she smiles. I turn my head towards the door when I notice a second presence. I feel embarrassed seeing Engen there. It’s okay if Bronze sees me like this, but Engen…

"I told you to stay in the room," sighs Bronze.

"Oh, come on! Hi, Ona."

"Hi…"

I keep my head down and try to hide my legs as much as I can. I don’t like being seen naked. It’s not as bad as before, but still! She finally leaves under the incessant requests from my instructor, who must have noticed my discomfort.

"Sorry, she helped me tidy the room," Bronze informs me once Engen is gone.

She crouches in front of me and takes the shorts from my hands. She asks me to lift one foot.

"I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable."

"I’ve already been more uncomfortable in the past four days."

She chuckles, and I lift my other foot to put it in the shorts. She pulls them up to my knees before standing up.

"I’ll let you do the rest, and to answer your question, you don’t need to be embarrassed, I’ve already told you."

She goes back to the sink to clean the basin and lets me handle things on my own. I don’t know how she does it. I wouldn’t be able to stand the smell in her place. I can already smell it from here, and it makes me want to vomit again. When she’s finished, she washes her hands and turns back to face me.

"Do you want me to tie your hair?"

I nod. She approaches me and makes a quick bun, as she has been doing for me these past few days. It’s more practical for many things. Then she helps me up, and we finally leave the bathroom. I’m surprised to see the change. It’s clear there’s fresh air here. The wide-open window is probably the main reason. As expected, my sheets have been changed, and she has also tidied my belongings that had invaded her personal space. Because yes, she brought my suitcase into her room since it hadn’t been unloaded from her car when we arrived. She lies me back on my bed where I snuggle under the blanket. The fresh air might be good, but it’s taking away all the warmth I gained from the shower. Engen is still in the room. She is sitting on Bronze’s bed, but I don’t pay her any attention. I turn my back to her to stare at the wall. I’m exhausted from this little excursion. It doesn’t take long for me to find my position and my sleep.

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11th Doctor NSFW Alphabet

Warning(s): NSFW headcanons, smut obvi

Eleventh Doctor x AFAB!reader

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

He will clean you up, get you a glass of water and ask if you want anything to eat. Most of the time he requires at least 15 minutes of cuddles after

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

He loves his hair especially when you pull it. He loves your thighs, he's borderline obsessed with them. He doesn't care whether they are thick or small or somewhere in between, he just loves them.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

Originally Time Lords only had sex to procreate so when the Doctor cums, it is A LOT. If he were to pick a place it would be to cum inside of you.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

He would not be opposed to being tied down with his bowtie but he's too chicken to tell you that.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

He's over 900 years old, he knows what he's doing.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

He likes to see your face, so he would go with missionary or cowgirl. If he had to choose between the two, it would be cowgirl. He claims that it gives better access to your thighs but really he likes it when you ride him.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

He's more serious in bed but still is a little goofy.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

He doesn't like to have a lot of hair down there, so it's pretty clean shaven for the most part. He keeps his treasure trail though.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

He is very loving, he will whisper "I love you"s in between whimpers and moans.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

He rarely ever masturbates. If he does it's because he needed to get off but you weren't in the mood and he will ALWAYS respect that. CONSENT IS HOT, Y'ALL!

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Praise. He loves to get praised and he loves to praise you. Breeding kink. Time Lords would usually stray away from sex except for procreation but the Doctor has strayed away from those beliefs for the most part, which came with a breeding kink.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

On the couch, against the console, or in bed. As much as he would like to do it in the shower you are both too clumsy for that.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

He loves it when you "boss him around". The minute that you take control he wants you so bad. You telling him what to do turns him on.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Degradation. He hates it, he would never ever say anything mean to you, especially when you're being intimate.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

As much as he loves to get head he would much rather go down on you. His head between you THIGHS? He will never say no to that! It's like Thanksgiving!

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

It just depends on the situation and timing, usually he will go for slow because he wants to draw it out as much as he can.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

He'd rather take his time and really be with you but every once is a while he needs you right before an adventure/mission and you have to make it quick. You've even had a quickie while on a mission but that rarely happens

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

He's been alive for a long time so he's done a lot of things but he's open to do whatever you want.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

He's a Time Lord, he can last an insanely long time. And could go for 6-8 rounds, 9 if he's REALLY horny.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

Does the sonic count? He doesn't really use them but he has however thought about using his sonic screwdriver on you.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

He'll tease you all day long if he wants to, he'll place a hand a little too high up your thigh or whisper something in your ear. He also enjoys being teased himself and will blush and/or smirk if you do it back.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

He may talk a lot outside of the bedroom but during sex he is relatively quiet in the talking arena. He usually lets out soft moans that will mostly likely get a lot louder as your deeds go on. He also whimpers.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

(I know some people will disagree with me) He is a switch that subs most of the time.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

Imma leave these here ;)

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Being a Time Lord, he doesn't get overly horny. He is pretty moderate and could probably go for once to twice a week.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

He doesn't fall asleep unless he was already tired and went for multiple rounds, but he will cuddle with you if you fall asleep.

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Aftercare

She is a cuddler. Once you two finish, she is not letting you go. Wrapping her arms around you and pulling you in til she gets all her cuddles.

She doesn't clean up afterwards, preferring the two of you all sticky and wet to remind her of the pleasurable activities had.

Bodypart

She thinks her breasts are her most powerful and useful bodypart. They certainly help her brainwash people on her podcast. And she notices the way you not so slyly glance at them when you think she's not looking.

On you, she loves your stomach. She could spend hours lavishing it and slipping her tongue down it's toned planes.

Cum

She's messy when she comes, dripping down her thighs, squirting in some cases. And she needs multiple rounds, worked up with having to deal with those assholes at work who think she's nothing but poor dumb trailer trash.

Dirty Secret

She wants genuine friends. She's tired of never feeling like she has anyone to trust, anyone that likes her for her. She has you now, but she still craves the validation of her peers (and Starlight not that she would ever admit) and it's something that won't ever go away, forcing her to do awful things for a sliver of dedication from her fans.

Experience

Somewhat experienced, though not in long term relationships. Most of her experiences have been semi satisfactory one night stands with randos. It wasn't until she met you that she knew what it felt like to have a partner in bed that cared about her well being. She cries the first time you two sleep together and you don't zip up your pants and leave her right away.

Favorite Positions

A mega bottom, at rock bottom, you could say. She lives to please in bed and wants to do a good job for you. You make sure to reward her plenty with orgasms and gentle kisses afterwards to show her you're not going anywhere.

Goofy

She does not like being laughed at or made fun of. It reminds her too much of her pagent days, of how people looked down at her.

Hair

She does shave but doesn't mind hair on her partners.

Intimacy

She craves physical touch and emotional connection. She wants someone to care for her, to show her she is loveable and not entirely irredeemable. She needs you cuddling her, or hugging her, or showering her with kisses whenever you can. She needs words of affirmation too, and a simple 'I love you' can keep her going for days.

Jack off

Knowing you love her is enough to get her going sometimes. She'll remember this fact in the middle of work and have to excuse herself to take care of things in the bathroom because she's so overwhelmed by this information, so happy, that she needs to finger herself right then and there. She'll send you a text message afterwards on occasion, with a picture of her hand all sticky with her juices.

Kink

Praise- she loves being praised, being told she's a good girl and doing such a good job.

Pain- she likes to feel the intensity of your love. Since she's supe and you're not, you need to use various implements to get her to feel that pain. She's purchased whips and paddles for you to hit her with on the days she really craves the sting of your love.

Lactation- (had to put this in here, it's basically canon) she wants her breasts sucked on, and since she's on medication because of her job, why not suck her dry? She'd much prefer you doing it than her boss and it makes her moments at work more bearable imagining it's you and not him.

Location

She will do it anywhere- her house, your place, the alley behind a fast food joint, the woods, out in the swamp. All she needs is you and ten minutes.

Motivation

Proving others wrong about her. That she can be a someone and not a no one. Dating you has done wonders for her confidence but she's still insecure inside.

Oral

She loves giving oral, the sloppier the better. She wants to be all up on you, and tasting you. She loves it when you eat her out too, chin messy with her fluids.

No

There's very little she will say no to. She loves to indulge any kink of yours because she wants you interested in her even if you won't leave her if she says no to something. She will not do anything related to jealousy or sharing you with someone else. She's already very possessive of you.

Pace

She lets you set the pace. After all, you're in control and she wants to please you by listening to your orders.

Quickies

She loves them, but they always leave her wanting more with you. They distract her too much and she has to stop herself from doing them unless she wants to get caught at work.

Risk

She used to be into risky acts when she was younger, but she's toned down a bit because she feels settled down with you.

Stamina

She can't go for long despite her supe strength. She feels each orgasm too intensely and it drains her suprisingly quickly. She will find the strength to make sure you complete at least one orgasm before she's pulling you to her and demanding cuddles.

Toys

She will let you stuff her with any toy you want, even multiple at a time in her mouth and any other hole you want them in.

Unfair

She loves it when you make her service you, but you have to make sure to reward her or else she gets very sad thinking she didn't do a good enough job.

Volume

Very loud. You need to gag her sometimes.

Wild Card

She used to be a big fan of superheroes until she learned what assholes they all were (her included) and stopped trying to be moral.

X-ray

She goes commando under her supe suit. It gets so very hot in it, and it's a lot easier for you to strip her out of it and get right to work.

Yearning

High sex drive. You could wake her up in the middle of night from sleep and she wouldn't say no.

ZZZ

She curls up into a little ball as she sleeps, and is very clingy. She runs hot so you have to keep the AC on at night.

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Second Chance | Chapter 9 - Year 3 and new intakes

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Before Christmas started, Andrew had basketball practice, and you went to visit him. You informed him that you were going since you were not certain if he wanted his teammates to know who he was dating. He was very excited that you were coming, and as the day got closer, he kept reminding you where and when his training was. 

“Are you sure you don’t mind sitting here and watching us train? It’s going to be really boring sitting here for 3 hours.” He asked. You had met his teammates and even greeted his coach since you were intruding. Seeing a woman in a male team was rare unless it was match day and the cheer team was there. Everyone surrounded you as you appeared at the gym like you were some kind of new specimen until Andrew told them to back off. 

“I’m going to be fine.” You assured him. “I sat through six hours doing nothing but seeing my archery mates shoot before I got my bow. Three is nothing.” You patted his shoulders before letting him join his training. 

Seeing them train reminded you of the days you trained for it in middle school. Train was a big word, it was more like playing with friends. It was part of the school’s curriculum to let students choose which sport interested them, and it was really basic coaching, but it was the only time you could play basketball with the same gender that included you. Not that the guys didn’t welcome you, but they were so strong and big that you couldn’t contribute much, and you were kinda afraid of the strength they threw the ball. 

You watched as they did some basic drills to warm up, their formation all in sync. The coach gave them a few drills to practice and train their muscle memory before making them do physical training. Each of them grumbled when they heard the dreaded PT. Andrew turned to face you, and you raised your hands to cheer him silently. “You can do it.” You mouthed. 

When Andrew came to talk to you for a bit, it was really nice being able to talk to someone and feel included in their training. You even had a chance to touch the ball and throw some hoops as they refilled their water and took a break. You did some random shooting at the free throw line and 2-pointers until it was time for them to use the court. 

They ended their training with friendly matches to reward them for participating in the gruelling training. Who isn’t excited to be able to play? 

“Thanks for coming. I know it may be weird to say, but your presence here was the motivation everyone needed to get through these last few training sessions before the tournament started.”

“It’s not a problem, really. I really like basketball too.” You waited for Andrew to shower and clean up before heading for lunch together. 

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The new year finally came, and after lots of celebrating with families and friends, it was time to head back to school to start a new year. Lots of new responsibilities and subjects to study for. This time you were more certain of your results as the modules you bid for were something that you knew more about. This was your chance to bring up your GPA. 

With the new year, it was time to bring in new sets of freshies for Archery before school officially started. The event directors have done their best to attract a new batch of people, but one stood out the most. Once the sports festival started, she appeared at our desk asking if she could join the club. We asked if she had any experience in archery, and she nodded her head and told us about the competition she had participated in and won. You were all amazed by her achievements. Of course, it was alright to join without any prerequisite, which was how you joined, but it’s nice to have someone who really knows what they are doing. But the school allocates club points, and part of it is based on the number of medals you win. 

“Kate! You’re here!” Clint just arrived, as usual, being one of the last few to arrive to avoid setting up. 

“Yeah! I told you I’ll join!” She said enthusiastically. “I’m excited to be able to shoot with friends in school again.”

“You don’t even know when our training times are.” 

“It doesn’t matter, I would do anything to be able to shoot.” Everyone could feel her energy buzzing off her. 

She was the type of person that would be great friends with anyone other than you. Her energy was just too much to keep up for you. You could feel your energy draining just by watching her interact with Clint, she doesn’t seem to have the ability to stay still for a moment. 

The day peaked when Kate arrived in the morning. After that, everyone seemed pale in comparison to her. 

The club has gathered quite a number of new sign-ups, but according to experience, more than 60% of the people will disappear even after paying application fees. That doesn’t matter as long as there are new people staying in the club. 

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When the new term started, you used your new motivation to start studying as hard as possible, planning your time wisely so as to not burn out during the late game. You spaced out time between studying and hanging out with friends. And before you knew it, it was time for Andrew’s basketball competition. 

At this point, you felt like you were friends with his teammates, when you arrived at the hosting school, everyone said hi to you. You were told Andrew was late because he felt slightly under the weather. After checking if he was alright, you still gave him a text to make sure he was alright. He replied instantly, saying he was feeling better, had already reached, and just needed to park his car. 

You tried inviting Camellia and Diana to join, but they were not a fan of sports, especially one that could potentially be quite physical. Yet somehow, you spotted them near the cheerleader's station. 

You waited until Andrew arrived and wished him good luck before going to your friends, who were shocked at your presence. “Y/N! What are you doing here?”

“I could ask you that! I told you I was coming here and even invited you!” 

“I thought you were talking about another basketball game in our city! Not the one our school was competing in!” 

 “Why would I invite you to such a game?” You shook your head. “It’s okay. You can stay with your friends here. It’s going to be boring for you to sit near the guys anyway -  nothing for you to talk about.” Without waiting for their reply, you went back to Andrew and participated in their cheer before going back to my seat and seeing them step on the court. 

The toss-up happened, and the opponent managed to get the first possession. However, the team did really well defending and managed to get back the ball after the rebound. You watched as the ball got passed back and forth before scoring the first goal. Everyone that came to support your school cheered loudly, trying to dampen the spirit of the other school. 

These players were strong mentally as both sides kept scoring goals one after another until it was halftime. When your eyes locked with Andrew, you gave him a wide smile and a small cheer. “You can do it!” You mouthed before he had to listen to his coach’s plan for the rest of the game. Seeing the smile on his face made you feel like coming to his game was worth it. 

The referee blew the whistle, and both teams were supposed to head back to court. 

Both teams were pretty much tied up at the three-quarter mark. There were only the last 12 minutes to put in all the effort. You were on the edge of your seat each time your school was ahead of the other team, hoping they could pull away safely. 

You watched as the timer ticked down to the last few seconds. They were defending, stretching their limbs as far as they could, covering their space. The whistle was blown before the basketball left the player’s hand, cementing the victory for your school. All your school players gathered at the centre of the court and cheered loudly that they managed to move forward in the bracket. 

It may look simple from the outside eye, but you know the amount of effort it took to get them there. When you finally reached the court, he went to give you a hug but stopped himself. “I’m sweaty and stinking. But thanks for coming! You have no idea how much that encouraged me to play at my best.” 

You smiled at his words. “I’m glad I managed to help, even if it was just my presence. I can’t promise I’ll come to all the games, but I’ll try. If you make it to the finals, I’ll drop everything to be there.” 

“We’ll make it to the finals. You’re my good luck charm.” He bounced on his feet, still feeling the adrenaline from the match. “Just give me a moment to shower, then we can go.” 

He wanted to leave, but I caught his elbow. “No, don’t. You should celebrate with your teammates and coach. It’s really thanks to them that you guys managed to win. It’ll really bring up the morale for the next game.”

“Are you sure?” He asked reluctantly. “I can leave now, you know.” 

You nodded. “I know. But these are the only times you get to hang out with all of them. I’m not counting the times you hang out with them separately but as a whole group. It’s a different feeling, trust me.” You assured him. 

“Alright. I’ll text you when I get home tonight, though. I can’t wait to talk to you again.”

“I’ll be waiting.” 

Andrew stuck to his promise and texted you at night once he got ready to sleep. He told you where his team went and how much fun he had. It was also the first time he facetime with you, and you actually had to hide under your cover to make sure your parents didn’t know you were still up. 

The next day, you had a hard time getting up for training as you and Andrew talked late into the night. This was going to be the last training before school officially started. 

Naturally, Kate cleared Clint’s and Coach’s tests and was allowed to shoot straight away with us without any additional training. The juniors were supposed to come for their first session in the morning, and we taught them the proper way of holding and releasing an arrow. 

There were a few promising ones and those that were really interested, and we could see them investing in a bow in a few months’ time. 

Finally, the time for seniors to start practising and preparing for the competition came in two weeks. Kate was also joining as Clint helped her sign up under our school when the registration opened, knowing she was going to join anyway. 

You assumed that Kate had been shooting since she was young, as all her shots scored more than 7 points. Something very hard for you even now. Ever since meeting her previously, you always had one question in mind. How does she always maintain such high optimism when she doesn’t score a 9 or 10?

“I’m just waiting for that feeling to come again.” You didn’t realise you spoke that out loud until Kate turned to face you. “In the beginning, it was very demoralising not being able to hit the inner two circles. But thanks to Clint, I managed to hit three consecutive 10s in one end. And that feeling was unlike anything I’ve felt. It definitely came at the right time, I was ready to stop it all.” She answered with a balance of seriousness and admiration. That revelation was shocking to you. To everyone, she was the happy-go-lucky person, nothing would be able to bring her down. You knew Kate looked up to Clint a lot, but you never knew he was the reason Kate was in love with archery. 

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Yay fellow aroace!

I love cute moments too! Yours are so adorable as well!

So uhm… maybe a little sis annabeth being protected / being taken care of by her older cool sis?

I loved the punk Jason concept as well so maybe something similar? Thank you so much if you do this!

And yeah! Byeee

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Thanks so much for this ask even though it's been sitting in my inbox for centuries lol I have so many asks and little motivation but this one was so close to done, that's why the endings a little rushed &lt;3

Bite me, bitch boy--- Annabeth Chase/Protective older sister!reader

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-Annabeth got to camp when she was seven. She became the cabin counselor at nine. 

-Who in their right mind let a literal baby be in charge of eight bossy, snarky, far too intelligent and prideful demigods? Who said, ‘you know what this cabin needs? A child to run it!’

-It was safe to say that when you got to camp at fifteen years old and soon after got shoved into a wooden cabin full of unorganized folders and sheets of paper and books, with three toothbrushes [eight kids???] and a mini fridge with literally nothing in it, you had something to say.

-Specifically to Chiron, who reassured you that you could of course speak with the cabin counselor about how the children of Athena were living, once she got back from her quest.

-Oh, so maybe there was a proper leader here, they were just away. That made sense, they’d be smart, and obviously knew what they were doing. That shut you up for a few days, and put up with the fact there were no lights out and your little brother hadn’t showered in two weeks. 

-Then a scrawny, angry at the world, little girl came back with swinging braids and far too sharp a knife for a twelve year old, carting behind her a traumatized school boy and a very hungry goat.  

-Your expectations took a dip.

-After your new little sister was tucked into bed and you finally figured out how to threaten your siblings into shutting their books and going to sleep [Spiders, spiders were the key.], you marched straight back to Chiron and demanded a union.

-You didn’t get one. 

-So instead you did some spring cleaning. While your siblings were out showing off their wits and picking strawberries, you stacked up every piece of paper in the cabin and threw out all the random things from three years ago, organizing everything away neatly into the bookshelves and filing cabinets no one had thought to use yet. A deep clean began, and you probably held up the laundry near the infirmary for a good four hours. 

-You found an old cork board in the stables that Butch [he was nice, even if he only talked about Pegasi and a comic called Heartstopper] let you take, and pinned up everyone schedules on it, instead of where they had been washi taped to the bathroom mirror. One of your brother's school reports appeared in the mini fridge as well, so that got pinned up too. 

-Said mini fridge was filled with water and strawberries that Malcom brought back, along with mud that got tracked through the fluffy rug you’d exchanged with Silena for the third volume of Butch’s comic. 

-Annabeth glared at you with those stormy eyes that everyone in the cabin shared. 

-Apparently, as the head counselor of the Athena cabin, she was supposed to be the one doing all the things you’d done, and she did not appreciate your disrespect for the rules or her position.

-Once she found the wafer biscuits in the minifridge you’d grabbed from the camp store after Katie got one of the old ipods you’d brought with you to camp after finding out about the wifi rule, she calmed down a little.

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-Annabeth was fuming.

-How dare you just… come into her cabin and take over?

-How come all her other siblings didn’t seem to mind that you had this one really cool tattoo on your thigh and seemed to be allowed to just wander into the camp store and take stuff, because apparently Katie owed you something and the Athena cabin got free wafers?

-And somehow Clarrise decided not to dunk your head in the toilet on your first day [Percy was unhappy about that as well, but seaweed belonged in water anyway. He didn’t like that comment either.] because something about Silena and hearts stopping? 

-Annabeth was supposed to be in charge, and now you were going to the camp counselor meeting instead and forcing Annabeth to lay in bed all day with a box of tissues because a temperature of forty degrees wasn’t normal. You even brought back a bag of those cheetos that the Stolls always dug up for meetings for her. 

-It sucked.

-So she decided to let some of her anger out in the form of beheading each and every dummy propped up in the arena. 

-Stuffing was scattered around on the sandy floor and Annabeth could feel beads of sweat on her dark skin. Her knife was flecked with the blood that beaded on her palm after clenching her knife too tightly for too long.

-A few Iris kids were casting rainbow mists that faded into droplets of poison on the other side of the arena, and she was careful to avoid them as she whipped around and got one of the dummies in the back of the neck, which would kill any normal person not sewn together by a bored teenager.

-Of course the sawdust billowing up wasn’t helping her stuffy nose or unfocused eyes because actually that dummy’s torso looked like a great pillow but then she was tearing out its insides because she wasn’t sick. 

-She refused to let you be all cool and right and big sister-y because Annabeth was in charge, she didn’t need a big sister to make her hot chocolate before bed when she had to finish a model for Hecate's new potion shop on Olympus and take spiders out of the bathroom because somehow you didn’t find then as absolutely terrifying as the rest of them did.

-The braid that hit her cheek felt like a spider leg in that moment and Annabeth fell back with a yelp, pulling all her hair behind her shoulders and breathing hard, her glinting knife near her feet.

-It was shiny and metallic and there were spider legs and then she was running, sprinting and puffing and following that arachnid-like robot from Hephaestus through the Labyrinth before they all lost it and got stuck walking in circles and circles and circles with spider legs crawling over her skin that were in her lungs-

-Shit. 

-Deep breaths, that was all she needed to do. Annabeth pushed a fist to her chest and rolled her shoulders back, trying to blink away the image of the metallic spider crawling over her shoe.

-There was a cackle of laughter and she righted herself. She wasn’t sick. She wasn’t scared. And she was not going to be laughed at. 

-She turned but her braids were still touching her and they were crawling over her and she couldn’t breathe because the spiders were on her but she wasn’t scared and she would not be laughed at and her knife fell out of her hand and-

-”If you don’t leave right now, I’m rostering you all on for clean up duty in the kitchens tonight, and I’m telling Butch it was you guys who let Olive and Clover out onto the lava wall!” 

-”He won’t believe you, and you can’t boss us around, newbie!” Someone yelled, and Annabeth pulled all of her hair back, a gray streak in the corner of her was tucked behind her ear. She felt like throwing up when the heat washed over her skin, prickly as a cactus. 

-”Bite me, bitch boy!” You snapped, and there was a clanging of metal and then a yelp.

-Silence filled the arena as Iris kids shuffled out, but Annabeth lost track of them a moment later because there was four of them and then eight and then twelve and then it hurt her head too much to count and suddenly there was two of you marching up,a shiny spear speckled with poison rainbow droplets. 

-You dropped the spear and Annabeth couldn’t see much else because everything was grainy and full of static and the heat on her dark skin was crawling with spiders and itchiness.

-Annabeth stepped forwards, the ground coming a lot closer to her face than she planned. 

-She gulped down a cry of pain and squinted up at you, then tried to tell you to fuck off, because she wasn’t sick. It only came out as a pathetic mumble, and she lay limp, glaring up at you foggily.

-You smiled, and Annabeth tried to take it patronizingly so she could continue hating you. But it wasn’t patronizing, even when you spoke softly, “Come on, let’s get you back in bed.”

-Annabeth huffed as she was carried out, “Mnuhsick.”

-“Percy and that funny goat boy are waiting.” Your smile was patronizing then. “They brought Hidden Figures and Legally Blonde.” 

-“Msick.”

-“That’s what I thought.” 

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Hello! Azi simp here, requesting NSFW alphabet for him. I’ve done one of my own but I love seeing other people’s takes.

summary :: Aziraphale nsfw alphabet

warning :: nsfw

note :: waking up to Good Omens requests are so sweet

A = Aftercare

Aziraphale takes aftercare very seriously. He does the whole lot, cleaning the sheets, running the shower for you, making a hot cup of tea and then gently laying you down with him for a nap. Most times, he’ll read to you whilst you’re loosely cuddled up to him, soothing you to sleep.

B = Body part

Aziraphale finds his eyes to be most useful. Best part of you is everything and without his eyes, he wouldn’t be able to see you. He doesn’t favour any particular body parts on you, though he does enjoy plumper areas like thighs, tummy or boobs.

C = Cum

Inside is where Aziraphale finds the most pleasure. Pulling out and cumming on you so too “pornographic,” for him. To release himself inside of you is too beautiful to miss out on anyway.

D = Dirty secret

Aziraphale loves to be flustered. Of course, if you do something he deems inappropriate, Aziraphale will blush and quietly reprimand you. Deep down though, he loves it. Loves the thrill of hearing you whisper the dirtiest things in his ear, or to feel you slide your hand up his thigh whilst dining out. The moments when you’re outwardly sexual to him, in very non-sexual situation, is absolutely addictive.

E = Experience

Very little if at all, Aziraphale would have some interesting ideology when it comes to angels and sex that would’ve stunted his sexual encounters greatly.

F = Favorite position

Missionary! So close, so loving. It’s perfect. Though, he’s certainly interested in The Amazon position. Generally, he just likes you on top.

G = Goofy

Not quite. Sex is serious for Aziraphale. The only time things might get a little silly is when he’s nervous and blurts things out.

H = Hair

Very well groomed! And the carpets do match the drapes.

I = Intimacy

Incredibly slow and intimate. Aziraphale makes love when he has sex, to him there’s no other way to do it.

J = Jack off

Shamefully, he does. Not often, maybe once a week if he’s particularly horny. The post-nut clarity on Aziraphale is horrible, always embarrassed for touching himself and even more so for thinking about you whilst doing it.

K = Kink

As established Aziraphale enjoys dirty talk, he might not return the words but hearing them gets him dripping with precum. He also doesn’t mind soaking, just laying with you, deep inside as you spoon no thrusting or movements. He’s also just a big fan of having a dominant partner.

L = Location

His bedroom inside the bookshop. Sex will basically never happen anywhere else.

M = Motivation

Sex doesn’t usually cross Aziraphale’s mind unless you put the idea in his head. It’s your flirting, naughty touches and words that’ll get him hard.

N = No

We all know Aziraphale is quite vanilla, so nothing too “kinky,”

O = Oral

Most will say Aziraphale loves to give oral, and he does, but boy does he love to receive. The sight of you licking and sucking at him is mind blowing. Words cannot describe how much he loves it. The mere idea of it gets his body hot.

P = Pace

Slow and sensual.

Q = Quickie

Not even on his radar. Quickies are just such a  foreign concept to him, who would want to rush sex? He thinks quick sex is bizarre.

R = Risk

He loves it when you take risks. Especially public ones.

S = Stamina

Usually one round is all, but it’s long and both of you are very satisfied afterwards.

T = Toys

Not at all. Aziraphale becomes nervous at the mention of sex toys.

U = Unfair

Aziraphale isn’t one to tease, but loves to be teased himself.

V = Volume

He’s quite verbal. He doesn’t grunt or groan but he moans and whimpers. Softly, mainly, but Aziraphale has been known to be a little loud.

W = Wild card

Working up to penetrative sex was a process for Aziraphale. He couldn’t help but feel guilty after sexual acts and the fact that he enjoyed them. It started with feverish making out, which then lead to body part kisses, to a little grinding, gentle touching, slight undressing, oral and then finally sex. It took a while but it was worth it for Aziraphale’s comfort.

X = X-ray

Thicker than average and probably about six inches.

Y = Yearning

Doesn’t really have a sex drive, but he doesn’t get horny from time to time. It’s usually whenever you’re in the mood.

Z = Zzz

Sex doesn’t tire him, but it makes him soft. He likes to bask in the loving aftermath of sex before sleeping.

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Boruto Timeskip X Reader

Part Three!!

A/N - Hello everyone! I hope you guys are doing well. Okay so before you guys begin I just wanted to thank you guys for reading my stories, it makes me really happy and motivates me to continue on. Ughh I really wanted to finish this because I didn’t want to keep you guys waiting. If only you guys knew how much work I have to do for school right now. I even have a speech class which used to be my worst nightmare but I’m glad that I have gotten better at public speaking. Okay off you guys go! If there are any mistakes in here please let me know! :D

10k words!!

Summary - You were invited to go to Naruto’s house after so long, why were you invited? And who invited you? Read to find out.

Warnings - Swearing, Violence, and Smut

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“What’s wrong? why are you yelling?!” You said still trying to figure out whatever came out of his mouth. “It’s nothing, I had a bad dream. Sorry for waking you up.” He said yawning as he laid back down in your arms. It was silent for a moment. Your heart was still beating fast from the adrenaline that was rushed into your body. “You okay?” You asked, running your fingers through his hair waiting for a response. “Yeah, it’s just that I sensed unsettling chakra. But once I was aware of my surroundings, it left for some reason.” He said. You only hummed in response and tapped on his shoulder to let him know that you’re going to get out of bed.

You went into your stuff and picked out the clothes that you were going to wear for the day. “Shit, we had sex last night.” You said to yourself as the memories washed over you. You looked back at him and saw that he was also looking back at you. You both gave each other an awkward smile and slowly looked away. You stood up and walked out of the room only to find out that no one else was home. “I wonder where they went.” You thought as you walked to the bathroom. You checked the water temperature to see if it was good enough to walk in. And it was, so you started to strip down. You always thought showering was the best way to start your day and the best way to end your night. You just love being clean.

Once you were done showering you opened the door so the fog could come out. (And also because you couldn’t see anything in the mirror.) In the meantime, you brushed your teeth and your hair. After you were done with that, you opened the drawer and pulled out all the things you needed to make you look perfect for the day. “Hey are you going to take long? I need to take a shit.” Boruto said making you jump. “Yeah give me a few.” You said laughing. It never failed to make you happy knowing Boruto is comfortable enough to tell you things like that without making the situation awkward. You saw him turning around with his arms around his stomach. “Jeez what did he eat yesterday.” You said to yourself.

After you were done, you put everything back in its place to stay organized. You picked up your clothes and put them in your ‘used only’ laundry basket and walked out. “There, you could go in now.” You told Boruto. He then walked out of the room with clothes in his hand because he was also going to shower. Actually, he didn’t walk, he ran. You saw that the room was all clean. “Phew, thank you.” You said sighing out loud knowing you didn’t have to clean the room. You then walked out and into the kitchen to see what there is to eat. You thought to either make sandwiches or go out and buy something. “I’ll just wait until Boruto gets out. I’ll let him decide.” You said closing the cabinets. As soon as you sat down on the couch, you sensed Sarada and Kawaki’s chakra coming your way.

*Knock Knock*

“who’s there?” You said quietly as you opened the door, “hey! What are you guys doing here?” You asked. “Hii! We’re here to inform you that lord eighth ordered us to tell you guys a message. He said that if you guys are going to stay here, you have to be productive. For starters, you guys have to clean up trash around the village. Don’t worry though! Me and Kawaki are here to help you guys.” Sarada said. “Not that we have a choice.” Kawaki interrupted. You looked up at him and saw that he was staring right at you. He broke eye contact and looked to the left trying to hide his black eye. His whole face was bruised up. Compared to Boruto, he had no scratches on his skin. You didn’t say anything to Kawaki and also looked away turning your attention to Sarada. “Well, would you guys like to come in? Boruto is showering at the moment so we have to wait a bit.” You said moving to the side so that they could walk in. “Yeah that’s fine.” Sarada said letting out a giggle. “How’s Himawari?” You asked her. “She’s doing great actually! She’s so strong and independent now.” Sarada replied. “That’s good to hear.” You said smiling. ‘Please hurry up Boruto. It’s so awkward here.’ You said in your head. Kawaki was insanely quiet, you could tell he was still angry about yesterday and the only thing you could do is hope that another fight doesn’t break out.

“What’s up guys, what are you doing here?” Boruto asked. You sighed in relief. “They’re here because Shikamaru sent them. Me and you both have to clean up the village because apperantly he doesn’t want us being lazy.” You said. “When do we start?” Boruto asked Sarada. “As soon as we can.” She replied. On the outside, Boruto seemed unfazed about having to clean a village that he hasn’t even been in for years. But on the inside, he’s screaming, on his knees crying, shaking, and tugging his hair. “Okay, sounds good.” He said, then giving you a ‘we have to run’ look. You only smiled in response.

Kawaki was the first one to walk out. Leaving everybody else behind. Sarada gave you and Boruto a confused look. “What’s up with him?And why is his face all bruised up?” She said. “You don’t know what happened?” You asked her. “Don’t let it get to you, it’s nothing important.” Boruto interrupted trying to stop the conversation from going on. “Umm okay?” Sarada said quietly still having a confused look on her face but listened to Boruto and decided to push those thoughts away and proceeded to walk out the door. “Follow Kawaki since he is heading there already.” Sarada said loudly enough for the both of you guys to hear.

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝

“Here we are. Directly in the middle.” Sarada said placing her hands on her hips. “Okay next step is to get in pairs. Y/n you’re coming with me. As for you both, go work together. Kawaki you know where to go right?” She said. “Like hell i’m working with him” Kawaki said. “And what makes you think that I want to work with you?” Boruto told him. “Alright then go work alone.” He replied. Sarada got in between them and looked at Kawaki, “You can’t let him work alone remember?” then turning her attention to Boruto. “Shikamaru ordered us to look after you guys. Don’t take it the wrong way because it’s not that he doesn’t trust you, it’s because he doesn’t want the village all confused.” She said. Boruto nodded.

“Well then, I guess me and you will work together. Kawaki, you already know what to do.” Sarada said. You and Boruto gave each other a goodbye with only your eyes then proceeded to walk opposite directions. You were following Kawaki and he was following Sarada.

“We’re here.” Kawaki said as he gave you a big trash bag. “I don’t want you picking up trash that’s not yours, so your job is to hold the bag for me.” You looked at him in awe. “Thank you but it’s okay, two better than one am I right?” You said. He stopped to look at you. “Your job is to hold the bag, okay?” He demanded which caused you to sigh.

After a while of looking around for trash, you started to grow hungry. You hoped it wouldn’t start to grumble loudly because the only time it does, it’s somewhere really auiet. *grumble* Speak of the devil. You heard Kawaki laugh from behind you. “You hungry?” He asked. “Yeah..” you said defeatedly. “Okay, just wait until we finish this little section and i’ll go buy you something to eat.” He told you. “Thank you Kawaki.”

You felt bad seeing him all bruised. “Sorry about yesterday, Boruto didn’t have to go all out on you like that.” You said. “It was worth every second though.” He replied with a big smile. “Shikamaru was going to kick both of you guys out because of what he did, but I told him no because it was me that was at fault.”

“How come?” You asked him. “Because that meant you had to leave and I didn’t want that.” “Thank you,” you said letting out a chuckle, “hey look, we’re finally done!” You blurted out. Kawaki looked up at the area and let out a faint smile, “Yeah, let me just tie this bag and throw it away.”

After he came back from wherever he came from he asked you, “What do you have in mind?”

“What do you mean?” You asked. “Like what do you want to eat.” He replied. “Ohhh! I was thinking on getting these big and fluffy pancakes. How about you?” You said. “I asked you what you wanted to eat, not me. Whatever you want i’ll buy and try it with you.” You only nodded. Kawaki admired your face, he found it kind of adorable seeing you all happy about food.

“Wowww so nicee!” You said admiring the cafe from the outside. “I heard they have amazing pancakes here. Hopefully they do make the ones you asked for.” He said as he opened the door for you.

When you walked in, you saw Sarada and Boruto sitting there chatting. Your heart sank when you saw Boruto handing her a tiny white bear with a pink lace tied around its neck. You felt betrayed. It’s not like you weren’t doing the same to him. You felt Kawaki lean in your ear. “Pretend you don’t see them.” He said. You stayed quiet and walked up to the cashier to place your order. “Do you guys make big, fluffy, and spongy pancakes by any chance?” Kawaki asked. “You mean Souffle pankcakes? If so, then yes we do!” The cashier responded. “Okay then, we would like two servings please.” He said. “Alright, anything else?” She asked. And Kawaki shaked his head to the left and right. “Okay, your total will be $18.57.” Kawaki then handed her the money. “Thank you, it will be ready in about 10-14 minutes.” She said as she went to the back.

“Want to wait outside in the meantime?” Kawaki asked. You nodded your head quietly. He started to get angry knowing Boruto knew that you guys were also there. Once you walked out, he sat you in a small round table with only two chairs. “You okay?” He asked. “Not really.” You replied. “Is it because of them?” He asked once more. That question made you look at him in the eye. You didn’t want him to know you loved Boruto because you also had feelings for him. “I’d take that as a yes.” He said. “You’re not mad, are you?” You asked. “Why would I be? As long as you’re here with me and not him, then i’m not mad.” He said smiling at you. You smiled back and looked away because you were growing nervous. Little did you know, he was too. After a while of you guys talking about random things Kawaki said, “I’m going to go check if the order is ready, stay here.”

You dozed off thinking about the scene you had just watched a couple minutes ago. You didn’t want to come to conclusion that Boruto had a thing for Sarada, you didn’t want to believe what you saw. Maybe you were just being dramatic. Maybe the bear was Sarada’s and Boruto was just giving it back. you heard footsteps behind you thinking it was Kawaki with the food. You turned around only to see Himawari coming your way. “y/n!!!!” She said as she gave you a big hug. “Hii! What are you doing out here alone??” You asked her in a happy tone. “I was just trying to find Kawaki. Is he here with you?” She asked. “Yeah, he’s in there actually.” As soon as you said that, Kawaki walked out with the food.

“Big bro! I wanted to ask you a super duper important question.” She told him. He placed the food on the table and turned to look at her. “What is it?” He asked. “Well, I just wanted to ask if Y/n could be invited to the sleepover!” she said. “A sleepover?” You asked. Himawari turned to look at you, “yes, if you’re wondering who’s going to be there, it’s just going to be ChoCho, Shikadai and Inojin.” She said with a big smile on her face. “Would you like me to invite Boruto as well for you?” She asked. “No it’s fine,” you told her. Kawaki looked at you in a surprised expression because you didn’t want Boruto to come.

“So would you like go?” Kawaki asked you. “Why wouldn’t I?” You said giving Himawari another hug. “You just made my day!! See you tonight!” Himawari said as she ran back to where she came from. You suddenly heard her screaming “she’s been invited guys!!” The second she turned the corner. You were shocked, “All of them were stalking on us?!” You asked Kawaki. You found it kind of funny because literally why were they hiding?

“Wait, tonight?” You asked. “Yeah, why?” He said. “No nothing, I just didn’t expect it to be so soon. I don’t even have any cute pajamas.” You said as you both sat down to eat. “Aw man I should’ve asked Himawari if she wanted to try these.” you said. “It’s fine, she comes here all the time.” He told you. He took a piece of his pancake and leaned his chopsticks closer to you. ‘He wants to feed me?’ You asked yourself. “Here, I want you to try mine” he said. “But we ordered the same thing?” You told him. “Shhh. I just want to feed you.” you nodded your head and opened your mouth. “Wait they’re actually so good!! Try mine” You told him, adding in a little humor. He started to laugh. You forgot how easy it is to make him laugh. Well only with people he is comfortable with. ‘His laugh is so attractive’ you thought to yourself. He noticed you staring at him “is there something on my face?” He asked which made you come back to reality, “what? No, Sorry if I was staring.” You said clearly embarrassed. He only smiled and started to eat his food while you did the same.

All of a sudden Boruto and Sarada walked out of the cafe. “What’s up guys!” Sarada said causing Boruto to sigh loudly as if he’s been caught. “Oh hey, how was the cleaning?” You asked her. “Pretty rough, Boruto on the other hand got hungry and took us both here.” Boruto turned around to look at you, then at Kawaki. He was acting childish it almost pissed you off. “Well bye now! See you guys later.” Sarada said as she turned and walked away with Boruto.

You only turned around silently. You didn’t want that to ruin your day so you just brushed it off of your shoulders. Kawaki noticed that both of you guys had already finished eating, so he stacked the plates and stood up to return them. A few seconds later, he walked out digging something out of his pockets. He took out some cash. “Here is some money if you want to go shopping for the sleepover.” He told you smiling. “I wish I could go with you but I have something important to do with Shikamaru. See you later.” He said walking to direction of the Hokage’s office. You looked down to your hands and spread out the money to count. “237$!? Is this pocket change for him or something?!” You said in your head.

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝

You decided to go shopping like right now since you didn’t have anything else to do. You walked around the town to see what was new since it had been so long since you walked in these streets. You gazed at each store admiring their unique decorations. Your eyes then stopped at a clothing shop. “They look like they have everything here.” You said to yourself as you walked in. “Welcome in!” A worker said as she swept the floors. You smiled at her then proceeded to look around. “There.” you said staring at the pajamas section. There were every types of pajamas like sets, long wear sets, nightgowns, robes, onesies, you name it.

“These are so cute!!” You said looking at the two piece set. It was a perfect shade of lavander, soft and silky. You loved how the shorts had ruffles on the ends. As for the shirt, it was spaghetti strapped, with white lace around the edges. You grabbed the set that was your size and proceeded to walk around and see what else there was to buy. “No freaking way!” You said looking at the cute displays of lingerie. “Hmm. Who’s going to be the lucky guy to see me in these?” You said to yourself laughing mischievously. You just love wearing matching bra and panties. Especially the sexy ones.

You ended up picking out a sky blue laced lingerie, a pastel yellow with colorful laced flowers, and finally, a dark red one. You were going to go check out until you remembered the most important part. Fuzzy socks. “Here you are.” You said looking at the socks section. You didn’t know which ones to choose. It was between either the white ones with pink stripes OR the pastel rainbow socks. “I think these are more cuter.” You said grabbing the ones with more color. “What else am I missing?” You asked yourself trying to remember what else is needed. “Slippers and a blanket!” You thought. So you went to go see where the slippers section was but ended up finding the blankets first and so you grabbed the softest one you could find, which was a pink one. “Okay finally, the slippers.” You said to yourself already tired of walking back and forth.

Once you found the slippers section you looked around to see which ones were worth buying. You smiled after you found the perfect ones. “Perfect.” You said grasping onto the bear design. It literally has arms and legs and when you put your foot in, it’s literally in its stomach. It looked almost like a plushie. “Time to go check out.” you said to yourself.

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝

You ended up spending around 105$. Which surprised you because normally stores that looked modern were more expensive. You had about 3-4 hours to get to the sleepover. So you decided to use those remaining hours to get ready and clean everything you had just bought.

Once you got home you knocked on the door. you heard the locks clicking and then saw that Boruto had opened it for you. “Is my Aunt home?” You asked him. “Yeah, just her though. I think your cousins went out.” He replied. You walked in and decided those were the only words coming out of your mouth unless your aunt spoke to you. You didn’t want to talk to Boruto at all right now. Once you walked inside, you went straight to your room and took everything out your bags happily. “I’m going to hand wash these.” You said to yourself holding all the lingeries. You removed the tags off of the remaining cloths and stood up to go put them in the washer. Once you did that, you walked back to your room to hand wash the lingerie only to see Boruto holding them. “What are you doing weirdo.” You said. “Who bought you these?” He asked. “That’s none of your business.” You told him trying to take them away from him. “Boruto if you don’t give me them back, I’m going to scream and I am being for real.” You said.

“Scream then. I just want to know who bought you these?” He asked once more. “Well who do you think? The only other boy I hang out with is Kawaki, so I don’t know why you’re asking questions that you already know the answers to.” You told him. “No don’t worry, I knew perfectly who. I just wanted it to come out of your mouth.” He said. “Okay then leave me alone.” You said. “You’re going out tonight, right?” He asked. “Again, it’s none of your business. Why don’t you go ask Sarada these questions? You’re bothering me.” You told him walking out of the room to go ask your aunt for a flat iron.

After you came back with the flat iron you saw that he actually left. “What the hell is wrong with him.” It’s like he loves you one day then switches up and acts cold another. You wanted to cry out of anger because literally why was he acting like nothing happened yesterday. Shit, does he even remember or something?

The clothes were finally does washing so you then switched everything to the dryer and set a timer for 40 minutes. You walked to your room and picked the lingerie you were going to wear, which was the light blue one and headed straight to the bathroom. You started to hand wash each piece with laundry soap. Once you were done with that, you rinsed them and dried them with a tiny wind style jutsu on your palms. “The clothes are almost done right now. They’re going to be dry by the time i’m out of the shower.” You said to yourself.

Once out of the shower, you oiled your skin with baby oil and layered it with some lotion. You wrapped your hair in a towel because it kept getting in your way. You then put on your matching bra and panties. It kind of turned you on seeing yourself like this. “I need to go grab the clothes from the dryer. But to do that, I need to walk out looking like this.” You said to yourself. It was only about 10-15 steps away from the bathroom so you quickly sprinted to the laundry room and took the clothes out of the dryer. “So warm…” you said as you put them on. The only thing you didn’t put on were the bear slippers because you didn’t want them to get dirty quickly.

You then rushed to the bathroom to go do your makeup. You grabbed the palette that had the specific lavander shade you wanted. It even had the same shade with glitter. Your makeup came out to be really nice. You liked it. You put everything back to its place and connected the hair dryer to the outlet on your right.

It took you about 20-25 minutes to fully dry your hair. You laughed when you saw how messy and fluffed out it was so you grabbed your hairbrush to untangle it. Once you were done with that, you connected the flat iron to the same outlet you disconnected the hair dryer with. You turned the iron on and waited a couple seconds so that it could heat up. “Am I doing too much?” You asked yourself. “Nah, I don’t think so” you said shrugging. You knew the chances of having moments like this again were low to the ground so you decide to make the most of it.

You were finally finished with your hair and as you were putting everything away, your aunt peeked in and said, “You look so beautiful.” With a soft voice. “You remind me a lot of your mother. You look just like her actually.” She added. “Aww thank you!” You told her going in for a hug. “Wow! You smell so good too!!” She said making you laugh out of joy. You loved it when people compliment how good you smell.

“When are you going?” She asked. “Now actually! I think I won’t be home until tomorrow. Is that okay?” You said. “Of course! Just in case I’m not home just know I left a spare key under the mat outside.” She said moving to the side because she was in your way. “Okay thank you! Just let me go get my stuff and I’m out of here.” You said as you went into your room. You picked up the bear slippers and put them in one of your big purses you decided to bring since it was big enough to fit everything. You had to squish the bear slippers flat because they were too big. You also added in some perfumes, your toothbrush, hairbrush, extra socks, a pair of underwear just in case, some hair ties, makeup wipes, and the warm blanket you had just took out of the dryer. You punched the inside of the bag to push it flat again because the blanket was causing it to overflow. You zipped up the bag and put it around your shoulder then walked out of your room to let your aunt know you were going now. She just told you to be careful and make smart decisions. Wonder what that meant.

You left earlier than you were supposed to just incase Himawari needed help with anything. “Hopefully i’m not the first one there.” You said to yourself. You were nervous. Not because of Kawaki, but because knowing the sleepover is at Naruto’s house. It felt illegal without him being there, or Hinata too because she was always the one to open the door for you.

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝

You finally arrived and knocked on the door. Kawaki had opened it for you and moved to the side so that you could walk in. “You’re a little early.” He said. “Yeah, I just wanted to see if Himawari needed help with anything.” You told him. “She’s not here. She went to go get some more cupcake batter because apparently there wasn’t enough. She left like five minutes ago. I’m surprised you didn’t bump into her.” He said as he picked up colorful ribbons.

“What are those for?” You asked him. “Himawari left me in charge of the decorations. Want to help?” He replied. “Sure, what can I do?” You said. “Well for now go bring the mattresses from upstairs. They shouldn’t be heavy so don’t worry.” He said. You nodded your head and placed your stuff down on the couch and walked upstairs. Kawaki turned around and couldn’t take his eyes off of you. You could feel his eyes tearing holes onto your skin so you walked faster upstairs. “Where?!” You yelled so that he could hear you. “In Boruto’s room!” He yelled back.

You walked in Boruto’s room and saw that nothing had changed. You picked up a mattress and headed back downstairs. “You had me thinking they were going to be heavy. Anyways, where did you get these inflatable mattresses?” You asked him. “We’ve been having them. I didn’t know until like last month.” He replied. “Where do I place them?” You said. He looked down at you from the latter “hmm, let’s move the living room around.” He said as he climbed down.

He ended up shrinking everything from the living room except for the TV and placed them in his pocket so that he could put them away later for when he gets the chance. “Enough room?” He said jokingly. You let out a smile and nodded. He grabbed the mattress you were holding and placed it down on the floor. “Three more to go.” He said as he went upstairs to not lose any time and you followed behind to help. “Here,” he said holding out his arms trying to give you something. You held out your hand to catch whatever he was going to drop and saw that you were holding the mattresses. “Cute, right?” He asked. “Yeah it is.” You said looking at him. The idea the you both being alone made you a little nervous. “You should have just shrinked them from the start instead of sending me upstairs to struggle.” You said squinting your eyes at him.

He walked up to you and leaned in your face. You froze up like a statue, not knowing what to do. “I know.” Was all he said. He then brushed his nose against your neck. You could feel his breath on your skin. He smelled clean and cozy. It made you want to fall in his arms. He felt like a bed whenever you have to forcefully wake up early, like a feeling you can’t get enough of. He backed up to face you. You knew where this was going. “Kawaki, we can’t. Himawari is going to come back and potentially see us like this.” You said moving your head to the side to dodge his kiss. He stopped for a bit to sense something. “She’s two minutes away. Don’t worry, it’ll be quick.” He said. He took a good look at you and realized you were uncomfortable. He backed up as fast as he could and apologized. He tried walking away but was stopped by your hand. He was shocked and didn’t move until you dragged him closer to you. “Are you sure?” He asked quietly. You nodded, not saying a word. It was like you were being controlled. You hated when your body moved on its own. You know you shouldn’t be doing this because you already have Boruto to pleasure you. But you crave affection. At the moment, you just craved the thought of somebody pouring their love on you. You knew that if Boruto were to do the same to you, you would be disappointed in him for eternity. But you just love the feeling it brings to your body, the feeling of doing something you know you’re not supposed to be doing. He brought his hands down to your waist. He touched you soft and gentle. It was like time was moving in slow motion because both of you guys were taking your time. He stared into your eyes admiring every part of your face. You grabbed onto his lower back and pushed him against you. He closed his eyes, burrowing his eyebrows through pleasure. His heart was beating so fast he had to start taking deep breaths through his mouth.

He began to rub himself on you and pushed you against the wall to get a better grip on your body. You lifted one of your legs to get a better angle on your g-spot. He began to speed things up and was now going rough on you. You were being slammed against the wall with every thrust he gave himself against you’re clothed clit. You were both a hot mess, breathing on each other, too busy to kiss. “Kawaki, she’s almost here.” You said as you grabbed on his jaw to make him come back to reality. He didn’t even hear you and thought that you were going in for a kiss since you had your hand on his jaw. He gave you a hungry look and crashed his lips with yours. Causing you to fall back in a trance, forgetting there was a sleepover to decorate. He picked you up and laid you on his bed. Still not letting your lips go. The kiss was wet and desperate. You could feel his tongue exploring every corner of your mouth. He got in a comfortable position on top of you and rubbed his dick right against your thighs causing you to wrap your legs around him so that he could migrate to your clothed clit once again.

He filled the room with his voice. You never knew he was such a loud whimpering until now. He brought his tongue down to your chest and licked his way up to your neck causing you to freak out because if he were to give you a hickey, anybody could see it because your neck and chest area were exposed by your pajamas. “Kawaki! Did you not hear me?!” You said pushing him off. He looked up at the window, “fuck… She’s already here.” He said. You sat up quickly and fixed up his hair. “You go down first then i’ll go. Making it seem like I was in the bathroom.” You told him. Before getting up, he gave you a quick kiss and ran downstairs. You laughed a little seeing him all freaked out.

You laid down on the bed and sighed loudly. “Well things got heated quickly.” You said as you dried the saliva around your mouth. You got up quietly and walked to the bathroom slowly. You closed the door and looked at yourself in the mirror. “Horny bitch.” You said laughing. You washed your hands with cold water trying to freshen yourself up because your body was all hot. You opened the door and walked downstairs. You saw Himawari and Kawaki working on hanging colorful ribbons around the whole house. You and Kawaki made eye contact but he quickly looked away because of how nervous you make him. Himawari turned around to see why Kawaki looked away and saw you. She let go of the things she had in her hands and ran towards you. You almost fell back when she gave you a big hug. “Y/n!!! When did you get here?!!” She asked you. You looked at Kawaki then back at her. “Just now actually, I needed to use the restroom. I was going to pee myself if I didn’t” you said laughing.

*ding dong*

“Coming!!” Himawari said. When she opened the door you saw Shikadai, Chocho, and Inojin all together with a bunch of snacks in their hands. When they saw that you were in there with her, their smiles disappeared from their faces. Himawari noticed the sudden mood drop and said, “it’s okay guys. Please don’t be mad at me for inviting her. I just missed her so much.” Chocho looked at you and smiled. “It’s fine. If you invited her then I have no problem. Right guys?” Chocho said turning to face Inojin and Shikadai.

“Yes.” They both said at the same time.

When they walked in, Himawari gave them each a task to do. Chocho was in charge of adding bedsheets and pillows to the mattresses, Inojin was in charge of helping Kawaki with hanging the ribbons, Shikadai was in charge of helping you with setting up the lights, and finally, Himawari was in charge of making the desserts. Dinner had already been ordered which was pizza and wings but it was going to take a while since the order was big.

You and Shikadai each opened the box of string lights and took them out. “I thought the lights were going to be separated.” You told him. “No, it’s all in one string. Where do you want to hang them?” He said. You looked around to find a spot. “Want to curl them around the stair rails?” You asked him. He turned around to look at the stairs and nodded his head. You guys began to curl the lights around the rails.

Once you were both finished, you connected them to the closest outlet. “Let’s go help the others.” He told you. You nodded your head and walked downstairs with him. “How does it look?” You asked Himawari from the kitchen. The moment she saw the work you and Shikadai had done she smiled so hard. “I love it!!” She said.

Everyone was finished with their tasks except for Himawari. So you all decided to help her. Everyone was now in the kitchen mixing up a bunch of batters. She told you guys she was going to make brownies, cupcakes and cake.

“Oh and guys, I invited Mitsuki and Sarada on my way back home after buying batter. Hopefully they like the decorations.” She said excitedly. Boruto was most likely going to invite himself in knowing you were also in the sleepover. “Y/n and Kawaki, you guys are in charge of decorating the cake. Once it’s out of the oven you guys can start.” You and Kawaki looked at each other and smiled. “Shikadai and Inojin, you guys are in charge of baking the brownies.” She said as she handed them the batter. “Don’t forget to add chocolate chips on top.”

“As for me and you,” she said turning her attention to Chocho, “our job is to bake the cupcakes and add frosting to them.” Chocho smiled and nodded as a response.

Everyone got into their pairs and waited patiently for the cake batter to be finished so that you and Kawaki could start decorating it. “Hey” you said to him nervously. “Hi” he replied trying to hold in his smile. “Want to go see what else is new around the house in the meantime?” He said trying to find an excuse for both of you guys to be alone. “Wait guys before you go,” Himawari said. “The cake will be finished in about 13 minutes. So make sure to come back before the timer rings.” She said looking at Kawaki. “Yeah we will.” He replied.

You guys then ran upstairs laughing trying not to be loud and obvious. Obviously you guys were, but fuck it. He closed the door behind him and locked it. He had to cover your mouth because you were laughing uncontrollably. “Shhhhhh.” He said still having his hand on your mouth. You nodded your head to let him know you weren’t going to laugh anymore. Once he removed his hand from your face you kissed him getting straight to the point. The kiss was soft and passionate unlike the one from earlier. He gripped onto your hair. Not too soft but also not too rough. You pushed him against the door and decided to heat things up by kissing him harder. He understood the assignment and kissed back with the same speed. The room was silent, the only noises being heard were your lips smacking with his. He began to walk himself towards the bed, still not letting go of you until he turned around to sit himself down. He gave you the look. Oh? He wanted you to sit on him, so you did.

You had both your legs cradling his hips. You took off his shirt and began to kiss on his neck. He started to groan as soon as he felt your touch. No girl has touched him this way. You were the first and he was proud of it. Who would have known that he is a touch starved virgin? A lot of girls would kill to be in your place to take it away. You kissed your way down to his stomach, which meant that you were now on your knees. Things were going too fast. You wish you could stop right now but you couldn’t because of how blind you were by horniness. He loved the sight of you giving him puppy eyes. He knew what was going to happen next so he smiled and nodded. You got up a bit to give him a wet and messy kiss, at this point you guys were now fully making out. You wanted to continue kissing him but you had to hurry and do everything in speed before the timer was up. You’d say you both have about eight minutes left before having to go back downstairs.

You backed up to disconnect your lips with his and got back down on your knees. He lifted himself up so that you could lower down his pajamas. You grabbed the edge of his boxers and slowly pulled them down. As you were doing that, Kawaki was running his fingers through your hair. He was so big you started to question if you could do it. Boruto’s was big but not this big. You gulped hoping nothing goes wrong. “Ready?” You asked him. He only hummed in response. He couldn’t talk because of how desperate he felt for you. You lowered your head and kissed his tip softly. You pushed it back a little to run your tongue on it from the bottom to the top, licking him like a lollipop. You haven’t even started yet but you had him shaking and whining. You grabbed a hold of it and put your whole mouth around it. You began to suck on him, bopping your head up and down. “Fuckk….” Was all he could murmur. You could feel his dick twitching inside your mouth, you loved it when they do that. It made you feel like you were doing a good job. Suddenly he grabbed a hold of your head and started to control it. Shit, you needed to swallow and breathe. You eventually tapped on his thigh to make him to stop.

“What’s wrong?” He asked. He saw you trying to catch your breath answering his own question. “Sorry, I needed to breathe.” You told him smiling. You went back down to finish off what you were doing. This time you had breath so you reached for his hand and brought it to your head. You wanted him to control you, you preferred it actually because you like the idea of him grabbing you like a doll to pleasure himself, moving you around just the way he likes it. The room was full of his whining. He tried to be quiet by gluing his lips shut but he just couldn’t. You could tell him was about to finish so you swatted his hands off of your head and took control. You sucked him even harder out of your own pleasure. Boom. He started to erupt like a volcano. He started to shake uncontrollably once he felt your tongue swirling on his tip. You felt countless drops of liquid shoot to the roof of your mouth, swallowing every drop.

You brought your head up once you stopped feeling him leak. You peeked up to see what he was doing because he was quiet. You thought he had fallen asleep but he was just trying to catch his breath. He sat up and reached down to give you a kiss. He didn’t care if he tasted himself through your mouth. He grabbed onto your jaw tightly to kiss you deeper. You could feel his tongue going all over the place. You felt him pulling you closer to get on him. You got off of the floor and climbed on him. “Fuck I love you so much y/n. I love the way you touch me. Touch me more. Or should I touch you?” He whined desperately through the kiss not knowing what to do because of the short amount of time you both have left. You felt his cold fingers brushing against what's between your things causing you to arch your back. He started to rub directly in the spot that made you feel good the most, still having his tongue aggressively exploring your mouth.

Now it was you making the noises. He loved the vibrating sensation your mouth made against his. You could still feel his whole body shaking, it was all because of how horny he was. He spun you around, now having you on your back. He got off of the bed and stood at the edge. He leaned down towards your ear and said, “my turn.” He pecked your mouth and was now on his knees. He grabbed the edge of your shorts trying to pull them down. He stopped.

You heard him sigh loudly. “Cockblocker.” He said as he got up gently to not bump into you. “What’s wrong?” You asked him. “Boruto is coming along with Sarada and Mitsuki. Who the hell does he think he is.” He said trying to walk out but you stopped him. “Let him in. After all, this is his house. Plus this is a special day for Himawari. Don’t ruin it just because Boruto’s presence is around.” You said. He stayed quiet and nodded his head.

Before he walked away he came back to give you one last kiss just incase you guys don’t anymore. He didn’t want to let go of your embrace and still continued to kiss you. It went from being soft and passionate to wet and aggressive. He knew that if Boruto were to come here, you would be by his side and not with him. He hated it. He wanted to claim you but he knew he couldn’t because you were already Boruto’s and he was just a side piece. He wanted to show you that he is better than Boruto and that he could treat you so much better than he can but he just can’t that because he knew that you loved someone else other than him. Possibly even more.

“Im going to miss you.” He said through the kiss. You were confused and didn’t think much of it.

He tried backing up but you grabbed him by his collar, still not letting go. He grabbed you by the waist, gripping on it as he rocked his hips against you. He then grabbed on your jaw and lifted it up making you face the ceiling and ran his tongue along your jawline. He eventually found your lips and kissed you quickly. You could feel vibrations coming out of his mouth. Fuck, you needed him so bad. You felt him walking towards the direction of the door while still having you in his arms. You didn’t want to let go but you had to because Boruto was steps away from knocking on the door.

Kawaki gave you one last peck before walking out and gave you an upset look. One of the timers Himawari had set up started to ring as soon as Sarada knocked on the door. “Himawari, take the cake out. I’ll open the door.” You heard Kawaki say from downstairs. You peaked to see what was going to happen but you just saw Kawaki being calm just like you told him to. Himawari ran towards the door and gave everybody a hug except for Boruto. She looked a little confused so you decided to walk down the stairs to make her think you were the one who invited him in. “Hi Boruto.” Himawari said shyly. He was happy to see her looking healthy and happy. “Hello. It smells really nice in here.” He said. You walked down stairs and he turned around to see you. He noticed how good you looked but you ignored him and walked to the kitchen. “Kawaki, come help me with the cake.” You said and he followed right behind you. He looked back at Boruto and gave him a smirk. “Asshole.” Boruto thought.

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝

Everybody was finally finished cooking and decorating the pastries. Himawari put them in display for everybody to see. “We won’t eat these until dinner arrives, okay guys?” She said. Everybody agreed and continued to chat until the delivery guy arrived. You needed to use the restroom, so you went to the one that was in the basement since it was the closest. You always loved going down here since it was basically an arcade room. You wondered why Himawari didn’t make the sleepover over here. You walked in the bathroom and when you tried closing the door someone stopped you. “What the hell?” You said. You noticed that it was just Boruto. “Boruto get the hell out! Im about to piss myself no joke!!” You yelled causing him to close the door himself.

You flushed the toilet and washed your hands, “You can come in now.” He opened the door and walked in suspiciously. “Sorry for yelling. I was on the verge of pissing myself.” He didn’t say anything, instead he just laughed through his nose. “So.. what do you want?” You asked him. “I just wanted to apologize for being possessive earlier back at the house.” he said. His response made you sigh. “It’s okay, I forgive you.” You said looking down to check out his fit. “Where did you get those pajamas?” You asked. “I went shopping for some.” He replied. “But how did you know I was going to the sleepover if I didn’t tell you?” He let out a faint laugh. “You can’t hide things from me you know?” He said.

You tried opening the door but he stopped you. “So let me ask you this,” he said pausing for a second. “What’s going on between you and Kawaki?” Shit, you’ve been caught. You were going to respond but you stopped when you noticed he was walking towards you. Great, now you were cornered. “I thought you said you were going to stay away from him. Just for me, right?” He said leaning to your face. You looked away closing your eyes. He didn’t like the fact you looked away from him so he grabbed onto your jaw. “Look at me y/n.” You opened your eyes to face him. Shit, it started to hurt like a mother fucker. “Boruto, you’re hurting me.” You said giving him a hurt look. His eyebrows softened along with his grip. You pushed him off of you and ran up the basement stairs. Boruto’s been acting weird ever since you guys came back to the village and you hated it. You knew it wasn’t because of what had happened to Sasuke but because of Kawaki. Boruto knew that if he were to let his guard down, Kawaki would steal you from him. He doesn’t know how to tell you because he doesn’t want you to hate him and think that he is being possessive, so he expresses it with anger and frustration.

“The food is here!!!” Himawari yelled causing everyone to circle around the food. You went to go grab some disposable plates and handed one to everyone. You got two slices of pizza along with five spicy wings and ranch. You sat by yourself trying to act like you don’t see Boruto and Kawaki staring right at you. Right now you didn’t want to talk to neither of them. You thought about what Boruto was telling you earlier. He never acted so harsh on you. Especially after aggressively grabbing onto your jaw like that. He was always patient with you no matter what.

Once you were done eating, you threw away the paper plate and walked outside to go get some fresh air. The only person who saw you walk out was Boruto. You sat on the bench Naruto made for Boruto and Himawari when they were little. It made you a little emotional thinking about them. Knowing they are sealed at the moment, not a clue where they until Kawaki lets them out. You heard someone making noises towards the direction of the door. You turned your head to see who it was. Only to find out it was Boruto once again. You weren’t mad. You were just numb. You had no time to fight. He sat right next to you but didn’t talk. He figured it would be better to not speak at all.

You may be upset at him right now but you needed his presence. just him. You scooted closer to and laid your head on his shoulder. He reached for your hand and held it tight. You then brought your head up to kiss his cheek. His face brightened with a smile. “Want to go for a walk?” He asked you. “Yeah.” You replied.

You both stood up still not letting go of each other’s hands and decided to walk through the woods, just like how you guys did when you were younger.

You guys finally found a good spot after walking for about ten minutes. He laid his coat on the grass so that you both could lay down to star gaze. He sat down first and grabbed your hand gently for you to sit with him. “The coat came in handy.” You said because you didn’t want to accidentally step on a bug that could potentially bite you if it survived under your ass. “yeah, I brought it to star gaze.” He said as he laid down. There wasn’t enough room for you to do the same until you felt one of his hands pulling onto your waist to lay close to him. You were now resting on his chest, with one arm around him and a leg over his. He gently kissed your head and rubbed on your back softly.

You could hear his heart beat through his chest since you had one of your ears against it. You could also hear his lungs filling up with air. It was so relaxing that you could sleep here. You felt him shifting around almost as if he is pulling something. “Here.” You heard him say, causing you to get up. It was a bunch of flowers wrapped in beautiful tissue. You leaned in to smell them. They smelt amazing, “thank you Boruto, wait, where did you get them?? Your hands were empty this whole time.” You asked confusingly. “A magician never reveals his secrets.” He said as he handed you the same bear he was holding at the cafe with Sarada. “Isn’t this Sarada’s?” You asked him. “No, she was just seeing it to tell me if it was a good present to give you.” He answered. “Thank you again Boruto, I love everything.” You said. You never would have guessed Boruto would be giving you presents out of the blue. It was always rare.

He started pecking your face causing you to let out a slight giggle. His kisses kind of tickled because his lips were cold from being out here. He then caught you off guard by tackling you, sending you straight to the floor and attacked you with kisses all over your body. His kisses felt like as if he was pouring his love and affection on you, just the way you like it. It felt almost as if his purpose right now was to heal your spirit. Which worked obviously. You were both now a laughing mess, filling each other with happiness.

You then felt Boruto dig in your neck, he went from pecking, to dragging his tongue against it. You grabbed his head with both of your hands and brought him up to your face. You crashed your lips with his, immediately using your to tonged to fully make out with him. It’s fun seeing how things could escalate quickly. You enjoyed hearing the crickets chirping around you guys because it reminded you of when it was night time with Sasuke, you three would set up the beds and sleep outside. You slept faster when the crickets chirped. It almost felt nostalgic realizing it’s all in the past and you simply couldn’t go back to change the future.

You loved making out, it’s a sensation not even you could describe with words. It felt almost…out of this world? Boruto gave you one last peck before getting up, he brought you with him by pulling onto your back to help you balance since you were on the ground. “Come on, let’s get back before they finish dessert.” He said. You nodded and stood up, you turned around to grab your things from the floor only to find out Boruto had already gotten them for you. You awed in your head smiling. Simple things matter. “Are you ready?” He asked you. “Yes I am, let’s go now.” You said as you dusted the excess dirt off of you.

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝

You guys finally arrived and walked into the house and saw that everybody was still minding their own business, still talking to one another. Himawari turned around and gasped, “These flowers look amazing!!! Aw and look at the bear!!” She said as she touched the bear’s fabric. You and Boruto both smiled at her. She relaxed her face thinking about something. “Wait where did you guys go??” She asked giving you both a suspicious face. “We went for a walk. I wasn’t feeling very well so y/n accompanied me. And I gave her these for her acts of kindness.” Boruto said. “Are you feeling any better?” She asked once more. “Yes I am, thank you for asking.” He replied. “Well, you guys came back just in time. I was just about to pass the desserts!” She said as she ran towards them.

“Everyone!! We can eat desserts now!! We are going to be up all night so make sure not to finish them all at once pretty please!!!” Himawari yelled in excitement. You and Boruto sat on the stairs together while eating brownies. You also grabbed a slice of cake that was decorated by you and Kawaki. Speaking of him, where did he go? He probably went to sleep. You looked around to double check if he was still around. As suspected, he wasn’t. You didn’t think much of it and continued to talk with Boruto. “Are you guys enjoying everything?” Said Himawari, sneaking up on you guys. “Yes I am Himawari, thank you again for inviting us.” You told her. She nodded her head and stopped for a second looking at you and Boruto asking, “are you guys dating?”

Boruto almost blasted the brownies through his nose. You looked at him to make sure if he was okay, then turned back to Himawari. “No, why?” You asked her. “Oh, it’s just I always see you guys together. And also because he bought you flowers.” She said laughing nervously. You gave her a smile, “I’ve always been there for him no matter where, so he is just paying me back with this.” You said as you pointed at the flowers.

She smiled proving her point that Boruto wasn’t a bad person. She didn’t like it when people saw him that way. “Okay then, see you guys later!” She said going back to where she came from. You thought about her question. You and Boruto weren’t dating but sure as hell did activities couples do. You looked at him and he gave you an awkward smile. “Want to go over to the beds? The stairs are getting uncomfortable.” You told him. “Yeah, I was about the say the same thing” he said getting up. You felt Kawaki walking down the stairs with you guys except he was as the top, almost as if he was waiting until you guys stood up to go back down to where everybody else was. “Why are there only four beds?” Boruto asked. “Oh, we all have to sleep in pairs. I mean the beds are pretty big so i’d say around three people could fit.” You told him as you sat down on your bed.

“Okay guys Kawaki is going to put on the movie for me because I needed some help. For now, can anybody help me with the popcorn?” She asked loudly. “I’ll do it!” Said Chocho getting up immediately. “What do you guys want to watch?” Asked Kawaki with the remote clicking through the movie app. “How about a scary movie?” Mitsuki suggested. “Do you guys want that?” Asked Kawaki turning around to hear opinions. “Yeah sure why not?” Answered Shikadai. Kawaki then handed the remote to him so that he could choose. As they were choosing, you got up to go get a glass of water because the sugar from the desserts dehydrated the hell out of your mouth. You opened the cabinet that had all the cups and carefully grabbed one because they were mostly made out of glass. You turned around and filled the cup with water from the dispenser, as you were waiting for it to fill up, you felt someone tap your shoulder. It was Kawaki.

He handed you a bowl of popcorn, “oh, thank you Kawaki.” You told him. “If you want more just ask me.” He said quietly. He then turned around and grabbed more bowls to pass out. He looked and sounded upset. You wanted to ask him what was wrong but he had already left to the living room.

You sat back down with Boruto to watch the movie and noticed that all the lights around you guys were turned off, including the lights that were wrapped around the stair rails. “Oh damn they are serious about movie time.” You told him as you laughed. “Yeah I thought the same thing.” He replied laughing with you. You then heard someone hush loudly. “Who said that?” Boruto asked looking around. Nobody answered. You found it kind of funny but brushed it off so you could focus on the movie. “Hey!! This is the movie we watched with master Sasuke! Remember??” Boruto asked you quietly. “Oh yeahh. It was such a good movie too, I wanted to wanted to know the name of it but I forgot to ask him.” You replied.

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝

The movie had finished, it was pretty long but it went by fast because it was actually interesting. It was currently around 11 in the night, the sleepover already almost coming to an end, and you were starting to fall asleep. Except you couldn’t because Himawari took out the karaoke. But that’s not the worst part, the mic was grabbed by Mitsuki, and everybody knew that he sang horrible but they wouldn’t admit to such thing. You heard Boruto trying to hold in his laugh next to you as soon as the music started to play. “Boruto shut up before he hands you the mic, i’m not even joking.” you said quietly laughing with him.

As you were laughing you felt someone stare are you. You looked to see who it was and saw that It was Kawaki once again, you saw that he was trying to hold in his laugh as well. You both smiled at each other and went back to focus on the singer. Himawari stood up and tapped on Mitsukis shoulder. “You got to let everybody else have a try silly.” She told him. “Oh you’re right. My apologies everyone.” He said scanning to see who’s next. Shit. He was staring right at you. “Not me. Not me. Not me.” You said in your head. “Boruto, come up, you’re next.” You heard Mitsuki say. You started to laugh your ass off knowing Boruto thought he was going to get away with it just because Mitsuki was staring right at you, possibly even your soul. “Aw man, Why me out of all people?” He said standing up. He grabbed the mic and inserted a random song nervously. As soon as the song started to play it said. “Battery low” loudly then turned itself off.

“Fuck yeah.” You heard Boruto say quietly. He stood up happy and dived his big self on the bed. “BORUTO DON’T!!” You yelled but it was too late. You suddenly heard a big pop. “You popped the fucking mattress dumbass!!” You said laughing. Everybody else was surprised by the sudden act, they couldn’t even react. “What the hell? It was an air mattress?! Why didn’t you tell me...” He said clearly overstimulated. “Tell you?? How would I know you were going to dive.” You said getting up to check to see where the pop came from. “Well it’s a good thing only the lid popped open.” You said smiling. Kawaki stood up and walked upstairs. You thought it was just because he got mad but he came back with the mattress air pump in his hands, he then gently sat right next to you, trying to be as close as possible and inserted the pump inside the mattress. “Boruto, get off of the bed real quick.” You told him. He nodded and got off. As Kawaki was doing that, Himawari had put on another movie, this time it wasn’t a horror one, it looked to be more like a comedy.

“There you go.” Kawaki said patting on the mattress, fixing the blankets for you. “Thank you Kawaki.” You told him smiling. He got up and sat back on the chair he was sitting on. It was around that time where everyone was starting to fall asleep because all you could hear were yawns here and there.

“Guys I don’t think I can stand another ten minutes staying awake. I’m sorry.” Chocho spoke out as she got comfortable in the blankets. “That’s okay Chocho, I was also feeling tired as well.” Himawari said. “But before sleeping, do you guys have any room to finish all these desserts?” She added, not caring if we said no because she started to hand them out anyways. “Thank you.” Everyone said once they got one. “Wait, Kawaki where are you going to sleep? And, your room is not an option.” You heard himawari whisper to him. You were an expert at eavesdropping so whispering doesn’t help because you could still hear them.

“Well i’m the odd one out, everyone has their own pairs already, look. So I think the only option for me is to go sleep in my room.” Kawaki said making her turn around to see everyone with their partners getting ready for bed. Chocho was going to share the bed with Mitsuki, Inojin with Shikadai, Sarada with Himawari, and You with Boruto. “Well you’re going to have to share.” Himawari told him. It wasn’t something Kawaki could choose because she was commanding him to. “Okay..” he said looking to see whose bed to choose.

“Is it okay if Kawaki sleeps here with you guys?” Himawari asked you. “What the hell? N-“ “Yeah thats fine.” You said interrupting Boruto. You then scooted closer to Boruto’s side so Kawaki could fit, leaving you in the middle. “Wait, don’t get on the bed yet because I have to go get ready to sleep.” You told Kawaki. You stood up to grab your bag and headed upstairs, you preferred that one because it is more spacious.

You placed your bag on the counter and started to dig your hands in there to take out all the things you needed. Which was your toothbrush, your hairbrush, and makeup wipes. First, you brushed your teeth to get it over with. After you were done with that, you started to untangle your hair because you hate going to sleep without brushing through it. “Noo my curls are gone now.” You said to yourself. You put the hairbrush back in your bag and took out a makeup wipe. “I guess I was over dressed. Or maybe they were the ones that were under dressed?” You thought as you wiped your makeup off.

“Finished!” You said to yourself looking in the mirror. You wondered if letting Kawaki sleep with you and Boruto was a good decision, but oh well, you couldn’t do anything about it anymore. You packed everything inside your bag and headed downstairs with the rest. You saw that the tv was turned off, leaving only the decoration lights on. “All nighter huh...” You said in your head.

You placed your bag right back down where it was and walked over to the beds. You saw that Boruto and Kawaki were facing away from each other as far as possible. You laughed a little and walked in the middle of the bed to lay down. You got in the blanket that both of them were sharing, which was the pink one you had bought earlier today in the store.

You never felt so safe knowing that two of the most strongest males you know were right in between you. It made you feel happy in a way.

You were growing tired of facing the ceiling so you turned your body towards boruto. As you were doing that, Kawaki also did the same, now facing you. You didn’t know what he could possibly be planning right now because your back was facing him, well at least not until now because you felt him hug you from behind. Ugh, his warm embrace never failed to melt you. He must have some real guts to touch you like this right in front of Boruto.

“Hopefully me and Boruto get more days like these.” you said smiling yourself to sleep.

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝

Okay so that is all for this chapter guys!! Thank you to whoever made it this far, it really means so much to me!🥹 💕. I’m so excited to write the next reading that had been requested for me to make. Stay tuned!😋😋

[mrzombielover]

soap nsfw alphabet

prepare for some more headcanons while i take some time to write actual fics :)

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

he strikes me as a guy that will just fucking conk out immediately after. if you want to clean up you gotta move fast before hes dead asleep and holding you in a death grip.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

he’s pretty neutral about himself, not really insecure but not the most vain. i bet he likes his arms and hands, he’s a strong guy and likes his mooscles plus he enjoys being able to manhandle you. also proud of his leg gains

on you he likes your hair. he thinks it frames your face real prettily and loves how it smells. will start using your shampoo and conditioner to your dismay

other than that hes an ass man, so that’s probably high on his list too

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

doesn’t have a particular preference for where he should but one time he pulled out and came all over your thighs and ass and he’s not gonna let that image go any time soon.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

chronic panty stealer. i cant really imagine him being ashamed of any kinks or anything but this is something you might not need to know about for a while. he kept a pair hidden in his barracks and freaked the fuck out when ghost almost found it. he returned them later that day

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

one of the more experienced of mw characters, he’s had a few girlfriends and random hookups once in a while but pretty standard

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

prefers intimate positions with lots of skin to skin contact and eye contact. you cant go wrong with classic missionary, but he’ll bend down with his face close to yours and hold you against him. also likes when you wrap your legs around his waist.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

he def has the capability to be silly and goofy and perhaps a tad whimsical. to him, sex with his partner is about making you both feel good and he can be laid back and crack some jokes if the mood is light. not that he can’t be serious, but he likes laughing and not taking things super seriously

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

pretty hairy guy, he’s very clean and i imagine he’d keep things trimmed but i cant see him shaving lol. i bet he has a super sexy happy trail too. pubes are brown and curly like his hair

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

surprisingly romantic- in his own weird way. he can be traditionally romantic, too, if the situation calls for it like on an anniversary or smth.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

tends to quite often when you’re not there, he gets wound up very easily and uses it as a way to let off some steam, and relax before bed

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

usually p vanilla but there are times where he like to step it up. he’s def a switch so when you take the reigns it gets him all excited.

also likes blindfolds, on him and you. just thinks it’s sooo hot how it heightens your other senses and makes you extra sensitive.

the same can be said with temperature play- ice and wax. the different sensations get him so riled up and he loves the little gasps and whimpers it elicits.

Again both of these can be done on him or you this guy is the biggest switch ever.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

prefers classic bedroom, it’s private, comfortable, and you can really go all out without worry. unfortunately, neither of you are home very often, so the showers or barracks are the most common places.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

honestly everything you do. it doesn’t take much to get him going, he has a pretty high sex drive. watching you concentrate on something just gives him the insane urge to annoy you and ruin your concentration, and even more so if you’re actually doing work. especially working with your hands in some way

watching you get ready is another one, smth abt the contrast between how you look in your gear vs all dolled up really does it for him.

basically anything you do

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

hes a very clean guy, hence the nickname. not into piss or blood or a ton of dirt and grime. granted he might find it hot if you’re all sweaty and nasty from a workout or mission but that’s a very specific circumstance. this makes shower sex fair game.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

likes giving and receiving, again sex and making eachother feel good is very important to him in relationships. he can give very enthusiastic head but he’s def not gonna turn down a bj

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

tends to go pretty hard. hes a strong, big guy who can manhandle you and hold you down if needed, and usually goes at a pretty deep and rough pace. can always slow down if you need it tho hes so sweet at the same time

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

though he likes the convenience, especially as you’re both busy people, he much prefers when he can take his time with you and properly go multiple rounds

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

he can be real cheeky and smug, loves teasing you in semi-public situations. he’s down to experiment, mostly to have fun. doesn’t mind doing it if there’s a slight risk but wouldn’t wanna do it like in public

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

absolutely insane. from how much he works out to his relatively clean diet to his high test levels he can go for a while. tends to bust a little prematurely but he makes up for it in how many rounds he can go

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

doesn’t use them a ton but he def sees them as an ally, not a threat. prefers using them on you but he’s not opposed to them being used on himself aswell

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

very much so, but he also enjoys being teased. if you’re in a meeting he’ll love to have a hand on your thigh trailing dangerously high while you’re talking, trying his hardest to break your focus and embarrass you

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

he’s def on the louder side, not afraid to be whimpering, groaning and grunting all in your ear and it’s so fuckinf sexy he reminds me of those memes like “other dudes be afraid to moan in bed but i’m in my girls ear like”

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

has threesome/gangbang fantasies with you and the guys from 141, but he would literally never say anything to any of the guys nor you cause he’s worried about making things awkward with them. he could maybe maybe consider asking ghost

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

oooh do i have thoughts abt this 😭😭

so very thick and long. not the biggest (my man könig) but it’s very substantial. 6-7 inches hard and if the length doesn’t get you then the width WILL it feels like you’re getting SPLIT. base color #a95840 with a slightly lighter and redder tip

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

very. it doesn’t take a lot to get him going and on a good day he can go 3 rounds. whenever you’re in the mood, he’s in the mood and ready to go.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

as previously stated after he busts you got like 2 minutes before he’s knocked the fuck out and probably pinning you down with him. he can’t help it he’s so content and warm and he’s just gonna wanna take a nap

+ i plan on doing the rest of 141 and könig versions too :)

[deadflowerssociety]

Lazy angels🪷

🍓In the school year we all may feel exhausted and unmotivated but also lazy

definition of lazy: “not willing or not wanting to work or use effort to do something”

(Please don’t mistake being lazy with depression!! you are valid)

🍓But how to end our laziness and exit our lazy angel era?

Make small changes: One of the easiest things to do to begin getting into the habit of exiting the lazy girl era is starting small. This can be making your bed in the morning after waking up (2-3 mins) or deciding to give your room a clean once a week! (30 mins)🪷

Creating daily lists in the morning: this links to goal setting but having a to do list done in the morning or before you go to bed for the next day is super helpful Once again keeps you focused on what needs to be done and keeps you on track to where you want to go!🪷

Create a routine: Create a daily, morning and or night routine that keeps you motivated to get things done 🪷For example, once you wake up, make your bed, shower and make healthy breakfast. Or for the night time, wind down by taking shower, reading a book and doing skincare.🪼

Set goals: setting goals daily is essential. Make realistic achievable goals which include: daily goals, monthly goals and yearly goals. This give you a perspective of what you want to achieve, making you more motivated to get it!🪷

Reward yourself: After being productive, you deserve to do something you love! Treat yourself to a movie, perhaps watching your favourite show or buy yourself some flowers and sweets🪼

🍓While this may seem too easy or scripted those are really great ways to change yourself for the better! Those tips will help you get back on track and make you feel better about yourself!

If you liked this post I would appreciate if you reblog🍓

stay safe🪷

[wisteriaiswriting]

Can you write a NSFW Alphabet with Kiriko? Or a smut fanfic with Kiriko if you want

𝕂𝕚𝕣𝕚𝕜𝕠 ℕ𝕊𝔽𝕎 ��𝕝𝕡𝕙𝕒𝕓𝕖𝕥

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A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Most of the time she’ll be the one cleaning up. Often enough having energy left over so she won’t let you do anything. But once they are done and you’re all cleaned up she’ll lay in bed until you both either fall asleep or something important happens.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

Her favourite body part of hers is her hands. They’ve done so much to destroy and help others, including you. They’re something she uses every session, able to feel her favourite part of you.

Your stomach, no matter how it feels. Soft, tough, there's some extra dough or abs. She loves it. Using her hands to feel around it, quickly becoming her favourite.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

Wil lick it off your body, keeping eye contact the whole time. Every time she’ll either gather it up or take your fingers and suck the cum off them.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

She is feral for period sex. She won’t ask until you do, but even then she won’t elaborate about it.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

Kiriko doesn’t have a huge amount of experience but there is enough to know what she’s doing.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

When she’s in power she likes to make eye contact, able to do that perfectly while in cowgirl.

Can and will use her strength to hold herself up, legs around your waist while against a wall.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

A nice middle ground, but more on the serious side. Most likely she won’t say much due to being into the moment.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

Every so often she’ll have to trim but never shave, always having a bikini line. But it’s not something she cares a lot about. They do match the drapes though.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

She’ll try to be as romantic as possible although it falls through quickly. On the off chance it doesn’t it will be the most romantic night ever.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

She’ll try to drag the session out, wanting it to last longer but she doesn’t last long. Doesn’t do it often, mainly due to lack of time or energy.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Is a biter, everytime you will leave covered in marks. Often enough blood will be drawn. This also includes you marking her, scratching, biting or leaving imprints. She will go crazy for them, even showing them off when possible.

Call her a good girl, you won’t be leaving the bed anytime soon.

Likes bondage sessions, either one of you two tied up. But only with softer items, ribbons are the main item. Strong enough to hold you but won’t burn.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

She has three favourite locations. Bedroom, it’s comfortable and she’ll be really loud in it.

The shower, often drowning out any of your shared noises. It also leads to… other sessions.

When in public the bathrooms, any that can be locked. It gives her the thrill without any actual risk.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

Her partner being vocal, clearly showing she’s doing well. Also any scratch marks you leave on her.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Any form of degradation, she can not and won’t handle hurting you in any way. She doesn’t get any pleasure from it, so she refuses to hurt you.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

If given the choice she receives, is a giver in a lot of areas and wants to relax. But every so often she will give.

Her skill level isn’t too high, not having a lot of experience until now. But she can and will learn fast.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

When she’s on top she will control the pace, preferring a quick and rougher time. Though there will be a few times that changes.

The pace doesn’t change even when she’s not in charge.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

She’s not opposed to them but doesn’t prefer them.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

To a degree. She’ll be down to do almost anything, a big fan of in public. Only in a locked area. She loves the risk but doesn’t actually want anyone to see. The only exception is on missions, she will not compromise those for some lust.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

If you aren’t an agent like her, you’ll never outlast her. So even if you somehow last for hours you won’t be awake the next day.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

She has a few, the main ones are vibrators and a strap on, while multiple attachments. But neither are used on herself as she doesn’t enjoy the feelings. So she has no hesitation to use them on you.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Won’t be the biggest tease but will do it. Clothing just a little too short, a few carefully chosen words or teasing brushes. They’re not obvious but will get you riled up quickly, often excusing yourselves.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Most of her noises are groans and grunts, the majority are hushed and muffled. The rest are loud, almost screaming moans. They aren’t often but they’ll show when she’s almost there.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

Is a huge fan of using her strength to hold you up. Against a wall or completely in the air, she’ll do it. Even if it's not sexual, she will carry you around the house/base if she wants to, and you’re not going to stop her.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

C-cup, but due to her uniform they are hidden. Assumed to be a B-cup instead.

Is pretty muscular, so if you get a quick look they are easily visible due to years of training.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

On the daily it’s never too high, sure you’ll get a few rounds but that's all.

After missions is when her drive increases. All the adrenaline really shows, during that time neither of you are leaving the bed, or wherever you are.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

No matter how tired she is, she won’t fall asleep before you do. Making sure you’re comfortable and set before thinking about drifting off.