#yes im talking about the 🩸 incidents

[kzsycart]

If you know, you know..

[jealousjersey]

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warnings:, large mention of blood, afab fem reader, !lwounded mike!!! hematolagnia !!! p in v unprotected (wrap ur silly before u get silly) reader preforming oral, blood licking, pet names

a/n: i got freaky w this one, not proofread or read through this probably isn’t my best work.

like always; 18+ 🩸

word count: 950+ i yapped in this one

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mike came home at 3am with 2 cuts on his bicep and a couple of bruises on his knuckles. “oh shit. he was fighting again.” you thought to yourself. ever since the incident at the mall you’ve been afraid this would happen again. “baby, what happened??” you asked although you had a suspicion. mike heard the anxious tone in your voice and panicked, trying to sputter the words to tell you what happened. “i got into a fight.” he looked disappointed in himself. you couldn’t help but feel bad. the sweat on his forehead glistened in the dining room light. “it was just this guy. he pissed me the fuck off and i had enough.” he said with a angry tone in his voice. “do you wanna talk about it honey?” you asked, still worried sick. you knew mike never had a reason for getting aggressive, although never to you but you never had a thought he’d take his anger out on you.. ever since what happened with garrett he’s not quite learned how to control his anger. “not right now. can you do something for me?” he asked with a stern tone in his voice. “yes of course. whatever you need im here” you choked. he knew he worried you but he needed some kind of release.

“suck me off. i need it tonight.” he asked as he sighed. usually he would’ve handled it himself but since you were awake and waiting up for him, he figured to use you as a form of release. “only because you look hot with blood and bruises” you teased at him. “get over here” he demanded, trying to hide his smirk. you hopped on his lap and felt his hard cock tenting through his jeans. you tease him a bit, grinding back and forth a few times and finally unzip his pants and pull them down followed by his boxers just below his balls exposing his hard cock. you spit on the tip “hmm fuck” he groans as you start rubbing in the spit and circle the head. “quit teasing pretty girl, give it to me” he almost demanded. so you nod and wrap your mouth around his veiny length and start practically choking as he bucks his hips to push his cock deep down your small throat. the wetness combined with the salty taste of his dick had you almost seeing stars. you could feel the top of your mouth starting to bruise but as long as it made mike happy you didn’t care. mikes hard-on twitched in your mouth as he tapped on your hand, signaling he’s going to cum. you ignore it and swallow every drop. once you pull away from his now mildly soft cock, a string of spit still connects you two. “thank you pretty baby. you always know how to make me feel better.” he says, now rubbing your ass which is covered by your red lacy underwear.

you start to whimper “mhmm mike need help” softly, not knowing if he heard. “yes baby?” he replies, matching your tone. “need you in me soon” you groan while you can feel your panties soaking in your wetness. before you can say it again, mike picks you up and sits you on his dick, now hard from your request. the dried blood on his arm makes him so much hotter to you now. mike grabs your hips and brings them closer to you so you can feel his length better inside you, keeping a slow pace. “mmffph fuck baby” you mumble as his cock brushes your g spot so carefully. “bab-y i have a weird request” you ask him. “yes?” he says questioned. “could you, bleed on me?” you asked him, he knew you found blood and wounds hot but he didn’t know to what extent.

“baby girl..” he says as he stopped himself. “i know it’s a weird thing but itd help me finish faster” you say with a convincing voice and almost puppy dog eyes. mike has always said that there isn’t anything he wouldn’t do to satisfy you, so he was up to this challenge. “alright im in, how do you want to do this.” you hop off him, as he covers up his still rock solid dick and he watched you run to the kitchen to get a paper towel and run it under water. you walk up to him on the couch, now starting to wipe the dried blood from his arm. the wound starts to reopen as you start practically scrubbing. as the fresh blood drips down mikes arm you feel warmer in between your legs, aching for his touch.

you get on mikes dick and start grinding back and forth and side to side to get any bit of friction you can get. mike drips his bleeding wound onto your breasts as it leaks down to your pussy. mike can’t resist the urge to lick the blood off your breasts, as you follow behind. mike looks you in the eye and leans into kiss you. a quick peck turned into a make out that you never wanted to break. as mike takes your hips and sways them against his hips he hits your soft spot perfectly and you start to climax “fuccck mike im gonna-“ he cuts you off with a finger to your mouth, warning you to be quieter to avoid waking abby up. “shh i’m here baby, slow and steady” mike whispers as he rides out your orgasm with you. as your eyes start to close, mike cleans the blood off of you and clothes you with his old tshirt and a pair of his boxers. he tucks you in as you’re clearly dickdrunk. your eyes flutter and he says with a smirk,

“i need to get into fights more often, huh pretty girl?”

[cinnaminsvga]

When I flew to Korea. My biggest fear was starting my cycle right there on the plane🤣 cause it was due and a little late. Shout out to irregular cycles~ kidding kind of. Also mainly because the week before my flight I saw a video where the girl talked about how it suddenly happened mid flight the day she was traveling and it unlocked a new fear for me.

It waited til I entered my apartment in korea like within an hour I just was like oh no. Thank whoever was watching over me and was giving me good luck that day, and it also happened before the dinner I had to go to while I was still in the apartment. And also thankful @ myself that I packed like a 6 month supply for no reason other than just in case💀

Also sorry for the overshare I saw you got it in Japan while crouching to look at something lmao. And it activated that fear of it happening on a plane thought. I hope you got to handle that quickly or had something on you were close by so you didn’t have to tough it out. Also do you like pack let’s say your going somewhere for a week or two but you pack like 3 months of underwear you know incase you shit yourself 3 times a day every day for those two weeks and change your underwear 5 times a day for some unknown reason🤣 not that you would or that it’s ever happened but just incase that’s the one time it does. Or am I insane. It’ll be like 2 jeans 1 shorts and like 7 shirts. And pjs. But 3 months of undies and socks and period stuff)

[cont.] Can’t believe I talked about periods and shitting yourself hypothetically all in the same ask I’m so sorry🤣 My brain just caught up to that ask I just sent💀

period talk under the cut because we're bloody bitches 🌊🩸

whenever my cycle is coming up, i'll usually wear a panty liner at least two days before it's supposed to start... if the anxiety is bad (e.g. before a big flight or any event where i cant change undies) then i might even wear a whole ass pad a few days before it starts lol

lucky you that your period started before leaving your apartment HAKSDJKAS ive had experiences where im at lengthy dinner parties with no extra pads in my bag and just had to Suffer (hence why i wear dark pants most of the time... but have i started to bring pads in my bag? who can say...) but during my Squatting Incident™️, i was not close to my hotel so i was actually forced to Tough It Out for at least five more hours... it was pain, but i also got to buy an animal crossing cup for my troubles so i suppose it wasnt too bad... but the horrors... at least it didnt permanently stain my clothes 💀

i also do tend to pack a lot of pads when i travel around when my cycle starts because i do not trust international feminine products HKASDJKAS nothing against them but when youre at your lowest (i.e. your period), sometimes a little bit of home can help you a long way... I WILL SAY THO that my last period when i was in japan was unexpectedly stronger than usual... hence the whole squatting blood flood that triggered this entire conversation LMAO but yeah i ran out of pads and had to grab some from family mart... also i dont know japanese so i guess i grabbed the night time pads bc man those pads were like DIAPERS... covered my whole ass but it was thin enough that i didnt look like i was shitting my pants or smth lol

as for clothes... yes i do that thing too LMAOOO underwear is just touching WAY TOO MANY potentially disastrous areas that having extras is a necessity... i do admit though that in my past couple of travels, i have been packing more savvy than my usual anxious self... MINUS THE JAPAN TRIP BECAUSE AGAIN FOR SOME REASON I DECIDED TO PACK LIGHT??? so yeah i had to do my laundry once during the trip but that was my first time ever underpacking underwear (wow an assonance) and i had to google comprehensive steps on how to operate japanese washing machines because my social anxiety forbids me from Fumbling in Public because i think i'll be executed

anyway. i know none of you are reading all that. so tldr... ive been menstruating for years and yet somehow i am not an expert. what are the odds!!!