!!QUESTION!! for mens room users

I’m a transguy, and my school (a very pro-lgbt+ school) now allows trans students and staff to use the bathroom of their choosing. I’m thinking about doing this…. But I have NO IDEA about mens room “ettiquette”. I have an STP so I can stand to pee. HERE’S MY QUESTION! Do guys ever stand to pee in the STALLS? Like would it be totally okay and not weird if I stood to pee in a toilet stall? Would be think “wtf” or “he’s weird” if I did it? I’ve never used the mens room with others; only once when I was the only person in the building. Is it okay to do that?

Right now, I’m bored in our dressing room.

I’m sat on the sofa.

Next to me, Okura’s fast asleep.
On the other side, Murakami’s cutting his nose hair.

What a duo to be sandwiched between.

Yasuda’s wandering around in little circles. This is because Yasuda was actually sitting where I’m sitting now.

When he stood up to go to the toilet, I stole his seat. He came back, looked at me for just a moment, and is now wandering around looking awkward. 

What a cute creature. Yasuda. 

(From Subaru’s J-web blog, 2015.04.02)

Secrets (Part 2)

After tossing and turning most of the night I was finally able to fall asleep, only to be woken up by the urge to vomit again. I rushed over to the bathroom, closing the door and making it to the toilet just in time. I tried to vomit quietly (as if that’s something you can control). I flushed the toilet and stood slowly, sitting on the edge of the bath tub. I wiped my face and looked up, my eyes meeting those of a concerned Nate. “You alright little mama?” he asked, grabbing a wash cloth from the counter and wetting it before he handed it to me and I thanked him. I nodded “Yeah I think I may just be hung over” I fibbed. He raised an eyebrow at me “YOU’RE hung over?” he asked, looking at me, “You never get hung over, and you didn’t even drink much” he said, sitting beside me. “Maybe I ate something that didn’t agree with me”, I said, hoping he would drop the conversation. He nodded “I’m going to go grab you a water” he said, kissing my forehead before dismissing himself from me. 

I watched as he walked away, sighing a deep sigh. Once he was out of sight I got up and brushed my teeth. I lifted my shirt and examined my flat tummy once again, running my hand over it. I could feel tears well up in my eyes as the stress and nerves catch up to me. I heard Nate’s steps coming up the stairs and let my shirt drop, wiping my damp eyes and walking back over to the bed. He handed me my water, “feel any better?” he asked, sitting next to me. I nodded, taking the water from him and taking small sips.  He watched me the whole time “you sure everything’s okay?” he asked, laying next to me and propping himself up on his elbow. I smiled faintly at him “Yeah” I said with a small nod. He smiled a little smile back at me “good baby” he said, “are you still up for going to see Mama Maloley? We promised her early Mothers Day lunch today remember?” I nodded, “of course baby, just let me get ready” I said kissing him before making my way to the closet. 

It took me about 2 hours to be ready to go. Although I was pretty much accepted as part of the family at this point I still liked to look good when I went to the Maloley’s. Today I decided to keep it semi-simple. I wore dark blue jeans, a semi loose fitting black tank top and my black and white Converse. I curled my hair and put on just a little bit of makeup, Nate always commented that he liked my natural look better. I finished up and made my way back into our bedroom, finding Nate scrolling through my phone. This wasn’t unusually for us, we always had each others phones. I smiled at him “ready?” I asked, walking over to the side of the bed, ruffling his hair a bit. He nodded, toward the spot beside him “sit down” he said, locking my phone screen. 

My stomach did a loop and I instantly felt like I was going to vomit again. “Why is Johnson texting you?” he asked, tossing my phone besides me as I sat down. Nate usually never had a problem with me texting guys, so I was caught a bit off guard. “Excuse me?” I asked innocently, picking up my phone and unlocking it, “I always talk to the guys Nate, what are you referring to?” I asked again as my thumbs went to work to find my thread with Johnson. It was the first one in my message list and although the message had been opened it had no response. My eyes scanned the screen, “Did you tell Nate yet? You really need to tell Nate, Makenna. I feel guilty that he still has no clue.” I rolled my eyes, that definitely sounds like a whole different topic. “What is he talking about, Kenna. What is there to tell me? Did he make a move on you last night or something?”, Nate questioned, his voice became louder and he sounded more stern. 

I shook my head, “No he didn’t make a move on me, Nathan.” I said, annoyed at the whole situation. Why would Johnson text me that? He knows me and Nate are always swapping phones. “Then what is it?” He asked, standing from the bed “Did you console with him about cheating on me? Did you cheat on me?” He asked, his voice cracking a bit like it always does when hes upset or hurt. I stood up as well, becoming angry with his accusations towards me “Are you fucking kidding me? You think that I’d cheat on you?” I asked, raising my voice a little. “Stop trying to make me out to be the bad guy Makenna, what is he referring to?” he asked again, stepping towards me. I could feel my face turn hot, like it tends to do when I get put on the spot. My shell of upset cracked and I sat back onto the bed, tears beginning to roll down my face. Nate looked at me concerned but still repeated himself “What is it Makenna? What is it? What did you do?” Those last words were enough to mend the crack in my shell of upset. “Its not what I did Nate.” I said, becoming angry from his accusations once again and standing and pushing past him, going into our bathroom. I pulled the test from under the sink, tossing them onto the bed, “its what we did.” I said as I made my way around him again, exiting the room. 

Fun with the runs

I had the runs totally out of the blue on Sunday. It just hit me with no prior warning, and as both of my flatmates were in, I staged an accident.

The first thing happened accidentally. I was sitting at my desk, when I felt the need to fart. I did, and I felt something wet slip out. I stood up, went to the toilet, and saw that I had soiled myself a little. As I was cleaning up, I felt a tremendous urge to go, and I knew it would be just as messy as the genuine accident I just had. So I changed my underwear (from soiled white to clean white) and put my pajamas back on, as the mess didn’t soil them.

In the living room, my flatmate was talking about having a bath. Perfect! But she took so long to do it. I was sitting there and watching TV with them, getting increasingly desperate. I could barely sit down.

Finally she went for a bath. As she was running it, I nearly soiled myself again. It very nearly slipped out. This was incredibly desperate. But I managed to hold it and not let on to anyone how I felt. She asked if anyone needed to use the toilet before she went in. We both said no.

So, now flatmate A was in the bath, and it was just me and flatmate B in the living room. I wanted to wait until I knew she was in the bath for a while before I acted. But the wait was so bad. I nearly just decided to get it out before then as it was causing me so much pain. I knew it was going to be a lot of mess. And very liquidy.

Flatmate B decided to do the dishes, so I followed her into the kitchen to help. The time was approaching when I was going to do it, as flatmate A had been in the bath at least 15 mins now. The kitchen was a great place to do it, as there was no carpet here.

B was washing up and I was talking to her, I waited for another cramp to come on. I was mid conversation with her when I felt it coming again. I stopped mid sentence and said ‘oh no, oh no’, and let it all run out.

It was loud! It cracked and popped as it came out with a wet rush, and instantly my pants were filled with liquid. I noticed B was looking at me, then she said ‘did you just…’ and I nodded, looking shocked.

Her reaction was amazing. Really cute. She put her hand slowly to her mouth, then moved it to her nose briefly (as it was really smelly), then moved it back to her mouth, as if her holding her nose would make me feel worse. 

I just kept saying ‘oh god, oh no’, which was pretty unscripted, as it’s a shocking thing to happen. B asked if I was bad. I put my hand behind me and felt a huge wet lump. ‘No, it’s not good, I’ve soiled myself really badly’ I whispered. 

She apologised for some reason, like it was her fault when it obviously wasn’t. It was a general ‘sorry this happened to you’ thing. I felt it run down my leg. Then I noticed it on the floor, and on my slippers!

I pulled my pajamas down, in front of her, carefully, feeling more of it run down my legs. I felt really brave now, and I really wanted her to see it. So I turned around and said ‘is it really bad?’

What she saw must have been incredibly soiled underwear, swollen with mess. She said ‘yeah kind of. Looks like someone poured lumpy chocolate milkshake down your knickers.’

This made me laugh, then she asked if she wanted to get changed there, and just then, the bathroom door opened. I was prepared for flatmate A to walk in, but she went straight to her room. I used kitchen paper to wipe the bottom of my feet, then I carefully walked to the bathroom, and spent a long time cleaning up, then I showered.

I binned my underwear, then changed again. In the living room, A and B were sitting there normally. B looked at me and asked if I was ok. A asked why I wouldn’t be, and I realised that B didn’t say anything! So I sheepishly told A that I soiled myself in the kitchen when she was in the bathroom.

You should have knocked on the door she said. Then she laughed. We all laughed at it.

It was a great experience, and my flatmates were really good fun regarding it. They laughed, but it was laughing along with me and not at me. B told A that it was like that scene in ‘Bridesmaids’ which I thought was quite funny.

I really like that B saw me from the back while I was wearing white, badly soiled underwear. I love knowing that the image is in her mind. The leakage ruined it a bit and made it a bit too messy, but it was diarrhea after all.

Period imagine { Justin Bieber}

I woke feeling the urge to pee. I was still really dark outside as I made my way into the bathroom, so it was still night. I sat down on the toilet and started peeing, but by an accident I looked down in my panties and noticed a lot of blood. I groaned as I realized it was my period. I leaned over to get a pad in my little box beside the toilet, but it was completely empty. I groaned once again, then I decided to just put some toilet paper into my panties, I stood up, then I flushed the toilet and washed my hands. Then I tiptoed out of the bathroom and into Justin and I’s walk-in closet. I found a new pair of panties, then I went back into the bathroom and changed them, I threw the dirty panties into hamper, then I took some new toilet paper and placed it in my panties. I went back into bed, but as I laid down again, I noticed Justin was awake.
“What are you doing up so late baby?” he asked me; I sighed and looked down at the bed. I hated talking about my period with Justin, even though he didn’t feel awkward talking about it at all.
“I just got my period, and I don’t have any pads left” I whispered, when Justin didn’t say anything I looked up at him. He was smiling really big.
“Aww, my poor baby” he cooed, and then he got out of bed and found his pants and a new shirt, since I was sleeping in his shirt from the day before.
“Where are you going?” I asked him as he grabbed his phone and his keys.
“I will go buy you some pads, I’m sure there is still some grocery stores that has open” he explained, I lightly smiled and looked down in the duvet.
“Thank you baby, but you really don’t need to, I can just go buy something, when I wake up” I told him, Justin shook his head, then he went over to me and pecked my forehead.
“Nah, I’m going” he smiled, I nodded my head, then I pecked his lips, and Justin left.
I happily sighed, even though I was feeling like shit. I laid down under my covers again and closed my eyes, but just as I was about to fall asleep, my phone went off. I furrowed my eyebrows and sat up again, but I smiled as I noticed it was Justin.
“Hey baby” I said as I answered his call, Justin chuckled and sighed.
“Uhm, baby I have a problem, I forgot what kind of pads and tampons you use” he whispered into the phone, I chuckled; I knew he would call about that.
“Do you see the brand Libresse?” I asked him, Justin mumbled a quiet ‘hm’.
“Okay, there is this turquoise colored package, those are my favorite, if you just buy a few package of them, then that will be enough” I told him.
“Okay baby, thank you so much! I always forget” Justin chuckled; I chuckled too and smiled widely.
“It’s okay baby, I understand” I told him; Justin chuckled and cleared his throat.
“Well, what about tampons?” he asked, he made the sound you make whenever you get Goosebumps; I just chuckled and laid down again.
“I don’t need any tampons, just the pads” I told him, I kind of understood why he would be disgusted by tampons, I mean, they are kinda gross.
“Okay, then I will see you soon baby, I love you” Justin cooed, I smiled and bit down in my lip.
“I love you baby, and thank you” I told him, then I ended the call and went onto Twitter.
I couldn’t sleep anymore, and even though it was only 4.30 am I decided to just stay up.
I scrolled through Twitter, but seemed to catch my eye, so I went out of it and locked my phone. Then I placed my phone on the nightstand and turned onto my left side. I curled up in a ball because of those horrible period cramps. I groaned and shut my eyes tight, I pulled my legs up to my chest and wrapped my arms around my legs. Finally 20 minutes later Justin was home. He came upstairs with to big bags in his hands.
“Hey baby” he said as he sniffled because of the cold weather.
“Hey” I quietly said, Justin pouted and sat down on the edge of our bed.
“How are you feeling?” he asked me, I closed my eyes and turned onto my back.
“Horrible, I have the most horrible cramps right now” I truthfully told him, Justin nodded his head, then he placed a hand on my lower belly and gently caressed it.
“Want me to get you some pills and a glass of water as you do your lady stuff?” he asked me; I gently giggled and nodded my head.
“Please?” I asked him, Justin smiled widely, and then he pecked my forehead and stood up. When Justin was out of the room, I crawled out of bed and went into the bathroom with one of the bags with pads. I sat down on the toilet, then I took the already completely red toilet paper and put it into the toilet, then I took a pad and opened it, and of course it would make the loud noise as always. I never really understood, why it was necessary to make such loud noise! I don’t think anyone is proud of their period?
After changing the pad I went out of the bathroom again, I went into the walk-in closet again and found a pair of pajama pants in black with dots, Justin shirt was grey, but right now I could care less about colors. I also found a pair of fluffy socks, then I went back into the bedroom, where I noticed Justin was lying on the bed with a bunch of sweets beside him, and he had found my favorite movie ‘if I stay” so we could watch it, even though he hated it!
“Aww baby, you’re so amazing” I told him as I got into bed, Justin was sitting up against the wall with his legs apart, so I sat down in front of him and rested my head on his chest.
I felt Justin peck the top of my head, and then he grabbed the remote and pressed play. “I got you the pills and the water” Justin gently whispered in my hair, I looked up at him ad blew him a kiss, and then I reached over to Justin’s nightstand and grabbed the glass of water and the painkillers.
I swallowed the pills, and then I downed the water and placed it on the nightstand again. Then I leaned back against Justin’s chest and watched the movie.
Suddenly Justin grabbed something with his left hand and placed it on my stomach, apparently it was a bucket of ice. Justin quickly opened it, and then he grabbed a spoon and took something onto the spoon. Then he placed the spoon in front of my mouth and fed me. I gently smiled and swallowed the yummy chocolate ice.
“I love you baby” Justin gently whispered as he looked at me, I looked at him once again and smiled widely.
“I love you so much more baby! Thank you for making me feel better” I told him, then I grabbed the ice-cream from to stomach and placed it on the nightstand, then I turned around and leaned my head closer to Justin’s. Justin understood my signal and led his head closer to mine, and finally I was able to feel his amazing and plumb lips on top of mine. I pulled away from Justin and grabbed the spoon from his hand, and then I took some of the ice onto the spoon and fed him.
“Mhh, I can still taste your amazing lips on the spoon” Justin cheekily said, I furrowed my eyebrows and chuckled.
“You’re so cheesy” I told him as I continued you chuckle.
“Yeah, but I’m only cheesy for you” he smirked, I quietly gasped and took some of the ice cream with my hands, then I smashed it right into Justin’s head. Justin gasped, then he also grabbed some ice cream, I tried to get away from him, but before I could, I could already feel the ice cream running down my face. I gasped and started laughing until my stomach was hurting too much.
I wrapped my arms around Justin’s neck, and then I connected our chocolate ice covered lips.
Tell me what you think!
- Amalie xxo


Interviewer:Merriest story of you and Keith?
John: “Once we were in Jackson, Mississippi… which isn’t really the place to get up to any-anything.. and uh we were particularly angry with this motel because there was no room service and people had been rude and we were getting insulted and truck drivers were chasing us around the car park. And Keith had a bunch of cherry bombs. So, he said ‘Lets do something to the hotel, I hate this place’. So I said 'If we light a cherry bomb and put it down the toilet, and flush the chain, it’ll go along the pipes and blow up the local sewer!’ and he said, 'Yeah! Then we won’t get blamed for the damage a mile away!’ So we went into the bathroom and I stood ready to flush the toilet and Keith threw the bomb in and we watched it spinning round and it didn’t go anywhere! I looked at him, he looked at me, and we just ran and slammed the door and there was this ridiculous explosion and it sounded like powder trickling down… And we opened the door and there was just a hole. So we rushed out and went to the closest night club and just hid. And about a half hour later, I turned round and my suitcases were right next to me and the manager was saying 'Great fun. Can’t stay here in this state because I’ve phoned every hotel so you’ve gotta travel 500 miles to get out of the state before you can stay anywhere.’


My skin is clearing up so I look like a doll and I also stood on Brittany’s toilet and I also wore 2 different socks today and it felt like 6th grade all over again