Warnings: kissing mention, period, blood mention, and cuddle fluff
A/N: HI! I’M BACK! I will try to write whenever I can but my schedule has been crazyyyy because of school, scholarships, college crap, studying, medical issues, blah blah blah. We just started fiction again in my creative writing class so I will hopefully be able to get out a lot of content before we switch back to nonfiction writing and poetry. Anyways, I hope you enjoy this little drabble thing that I wrote because mother nature visited me yesterday (yay -_-). It’s not my best work, but it’ll do for now. Thanks if you read this author’s note btw, you’re the real mvp.
Not a request, but I always take them so ask away!
(not my gifs)
Young Leonardo DiCaprio was currently trying to convince Juliet to marry him on the screen of your TV, his old-timey lines juxtaposed to the modern costumes and sets made the whole situation hilarious. You giggled at his antics, but ensured you were quiet as not to wake your sleeping boyfriend whose head rested on your lap.
Somewhere between the start of the film and Romeo creeping up on Juliet by the pool, he had laid down on you, his feet up on the couch and head on your legs, eventually causing a little discomfort for you. You didn’t mind though because you knew how tired he could get, being Spider-Man most of the night and all.
Now, however, discomfort had been replaced with pain and the urge to get Peter off of you. You were confused with this as it’s not like his head weighed enough to cause this much pain. Just as Romeo kissed Juliet victoriously, you realized what this pain was: you had just gotten your period.
Frantically, your mind began trying to figure out how to get Peter off of you so you could go to the bathroom and not bleed all over his couch. After an eternity of mental torment, you closed your eyes and took a long breath before attempting your escape.
You placed your hand on the base of his neck and the other at that of his head to avoid accidentally jarring him awake when you got up. Sadly though, you were no Spider-Man, and therefore not as sneaky or agile as you had hoped. The second you shifted your weight to your feet in an effort to stand, Peter’s eyes lulled open.
Blinking sleepily at you, he spoke in a low voice, “Where are you going?”
“Sorry to wake you, Peter, but I need to go to the bathroom,” you replied as you bent down and stroked his hair briefly before turning to walk away.
Groaning, he rolled on his side and wrapped his arms around your legs.
“Don’t leave meee,” he whined.
In any other situation, you may have found his childishness hilarious or even endearing, but when you were seconds away from permanently staining your favorite pair of sweatpants, not so much.
“Peter, I really need to leave, please let me go!” you rushed, your eyes pleading with his begging stare.
“Finneeeeeee,” he breathed out, releasing you from his embrace before slowly sitting up on the couch as he watched you scurry off to the bathroom.
His brows furrowed when he could feel your worry (thanks to his spider-senses). On edge, he stood from the couch and went to stand outside the bathroom.
Right now my main goal is to get into streaming video games. I’ve been saying I would do it for years but put it off because of medical crap and school. Now that I have a bit more time I’m gonna try to do it. Hold me to this!
I’m going to try to make it super deaf friendly. Please send any suggestions my way! Also, if you want to help out send me a dm :)
If you are at all interested & want to support me I will be streaming here.
One of the worst parts of all this medical crap was not being allowed to see Steve right away when an emergency hit. It made Bucky feel more anxious, uncertain for the things to come his and Steve’s way. Sometimes, said emergencies were actually nothing, while other times, like this one it seems, they were serious shit that will keep him awake for a week or two, or months to come. The boy just shrugged and sat down in the waiting area, moving his feet rythmically with his thinking.
Update on health: after extensive research i have discovered that the nasal spray i was taking was originally produced in the 1970s, and different types have been made since. The older types filter up to 50% of the steroid into your blood stream, whereas with the newer ones it’s less than 2%. So why the hell is this not on the side effects list? The dr told me it would be safe to take indefinitely… Which is crap. The medical profession is in denial about the problems caused by nasal steroids…
A while back, I remember watching Imagine Dragon’s “Warriors” promotional MV for the 2014 LoL World Championship. I thought it was neat in terms of how their videos like Road to the Cup and Warriors were produced and weaved together for that hype factor. I wanted to do a video like that for TF2: ridiculous as all hell, but awesome enough to get people excited. Eventually, Season 18 of ESEA rolled around with LAN right around the corner, and after picking a song and a theme - as well as a week of hard work and sleep deprivation - me, Dashner and Airon managed to put together our secret Season 18 LAN intro video.
Complete with mildly self-aware lampshading, the video revolves around the theme of how TF2 is struggling - but not dying. Even though there’s a lot of familiar faces disappearing or choosing to hang up their hats and put away their guns, that doesn’t mean the game is gone. People come and go and it’s disheartening - if you choose to fight, then fight as hard as you can. Back your team up, support them through times when it seems tough, learn as much as you can, and aim for better.
Thanks to everybody who liked the intro when it debuted at LAN, I felt like I was at a rock concert! Best of luck to all the Invite teams to fight for the top.
So the doctor thinks I probably have asthma as well as all the other medical crap going on. Personally I’m actually delighted to hear this, because I thought it was just a flare up of the EDS, which is more or less completely untreatable (other than amitriptyline helping me sleep and be less fatigued), but it turns out that it’s a condition that can actually be managed. Which is fuckin great, cause I’ve never had one like that before. I’ve been put on an inhaler for twice a day, so hopefully that’ll work and I’ve an appointment in four weeks to monitor it.