Fem! reader and Esidisi? I think he would be a good help to the reader during her period. She lies on top of him, snuggling with her back or belly, and on her back or belly, which she has open, he places his comfortably hot hand
Awww how cute!
Of course I will!
The failed negotiation
Acdc x fem reader
( English is not my first language so I apologize for any mistakes in the following text.)
Tw: nothing! Just fluff!
"Don't you laugh at me like that!" You squeaked as Acdc kept chuckling. You pouted as he wiped his tears, making him arch his brow. "Why so mad my sweet?" You huffed "You laugh at my misery! It's so mean!" The nearly naked man tilted his head to the side as he hummed in amusement "No darling I just find your coping mechanism ridiculously funny! I mean...look at this room! The floor is covered with cotton candy packaging! If I hadn't found you soon enough you'd have hit a sugar rush and it'd have made your period worse!"
Your pout turned deeper as you slapped his biceps "You know nothing of mental health and depression!" He bit his lip, his cheeks hollowing as he sucked in his breath to stop himself from bursting into laughter again. He found your expression extremely cute, and the memory of the past few hours didn't help stopping him to laugh at you.
You mumbled a few mild curse words and shifted your place on his chest before his hand kept you steady on his lap "Ah-ah, you are not allowed to move remember? So just lay down!" His hands pushed you down before you could complain, and those arms of his kept you in place. "Oh come ooooon!" You protested. "No! You are not allowed to move an inch! You have to stay right here where you belong, don't worry about anything else.
"But I'm hungry!" You whined "Nope, you're not hungry, you think you are but you are not, after eating 20 bags of cotton candy while I was away your stomach is full enough for a few more hours, we will wait till dinner." "I have to make food!" You tried to push some sense into the giant that had laid on your couch with your body on top of him. "I will order food" "You know how to order food?" He nodded and made your eyes widen in amazement, he indeed was a fast learner, who knew a giant ancient man could get to know modern tech so fast? "B-but I don't have the money! " Acdc rolled his eyes "After all of these years being courted by me you must know when I'm with you I'll pay for whatever we do, you get to keep your hard-earned money for yourself..." how he found money was a mystery to you, but you knew he had the upper hand so you gave up and whined again as he shushed you.
Your head was pushed down onto his chest as the pleasant heat radiated from his body "You have stressed yourself out, and then you've eaten too much cotton candy to soothe your nerves while you are on your period and your heating pad is broken, and when I come into your house and take you to the bathroom, wash your sugar covered body, massage those tired muscles and then dress you up and offer you a good long nap it's something bad? Abusing your body is not but my affection is?"
You couldn't help but feel sleepy as he rambled about your life choices, your body feeling lighter and lighter as you gave into him. "Thank you Ac but we both know you snuck in, I didn't give you permission today..." You mumbled as loud as you could, making him chuckle as his chest rumbled gently with his deep voice "I don't need permission when my sweet soon-to-be-mate is in distress!" You hummed as your eyelids grew heavy, the heat increasing as his veins pulled a blanket on top of you, the warmth making your pain go away as you drifted to sleep. "Sleep well my little fairy!"
61 notes
·
View notes
If my mom sees a significant amount of blood she gets lightheaded, and has fainted on some occasions. Once it happened when we were kids, I wasn't there to witness it but I heard the story from my dad. Basically my brothers, around 7 or 8 at the time, were playing outside while my mom was making their lunch, and she accidentally cut her finger. It wasn't anything serious, but it drew a fair bit of blood and she passed out. My dad saw this and rushed over, but he didn't really know what to do so he just sort of started slapping her to wake her up (not recommended, but he had no idea and panicked)
At that exact moment my brothers both came in from playing, and all they saw was our mom unconscious on the floor and our dad slapping her. So, like, without even saying a word to each other they both just INSTANTLY start whaling on him, like, full blown attack mode to defend our mom. Which obviously didn't help the situation, but she did wake up and everything was fine.
Now our dad says that he's actually really glad they attacked him over what they thought was going on, because it means he raised good boys. And I still think that's true, they're very good boys.
60K notes
·
View notes
I've been stitching some cicadas lately. This year is going to be a big one for the screaming bugs!
For those interested in making their own cross stitched cicadas, the patterns are available for sale here and here! (Please note: my software skills mean that I had to freehand the AAAAAs rather than place them in the pattern itself, so those are not included in the patterns. This does mean that you can make these little guys uniquely your own and add any sort of scream that you'd like, though!)
13K notes
·
View notes
whenever i see another tiktok girlie talking about how she wishes to have been a fangirl in 2010s i feel like a seasoned veteran overhearing a foolish youngin boasting about wanting to go to war for glory and adventure. you naive little idiot. you know nothing. you understand nothing. you weren't there in the trenches. i have seen things, terrible things. i cannot plug in my phone charger at night without being plagued by the visions of Him
76K notes
·
View notes
Today my therapist introduced me to a concept surrounding disability that she called "hLep".
Which is when you - in this case, you are a disabled person - ask someone for help ("I can't drink almond milk so can you get me some whole milk?", or "Please call Donna and ask her to pick up the car for me."), and they say yes, and then they do something that is not what you asked for but is what they think you should have asked for ("I know you said you wanted whole, but I got you skim milk because it's better for you!", "I didn't want to ruin Donna's day by asking her that, so I spent your money on an expensive towing service!") And then if you get annoyed at them for ignoring what you actually asked for - and often it has already happened repeatedly - they get angry because they "were just helping you! You should be grateful!!"
And my therapist pointed out that this is not "help", it's "hLep".
Sure, it looks like help; it kind of sounds like help too; and if it was adjusted just a little bit, it could be help. But it's not help. It's hLep.
At its best, it is patronizing and makes a person feel unvalued and un-listened-to. Always, it reinforces the false idea that disabled people can't be trusted with our own care. And at its worst, it results in disabled people losing our freedom and control over our lives, and also being unable to actually access what we need to survive.
So please, when a disabled person asks you for help on something, don't be a hLeper, be a helper! In other words: they know better than you what they need, and the best way you can honor the trust they've put in you is to believe that!
Also, I want to be very clear that the "getting angry at a disabled person's attempts to point out harmful behavior" part of this makes the whole thing WAY worse. Like it'd be one thing if my roommate bought me some passive-aggressive skim milk, but then they heard what I had to say, and they apologized and did better in the future - our relationship could bounce back from that. But it is very much another thing to have a crying shouting match with someone who is furious at you for saying something they did was ableist. Like, Christ, Jessica, remind me to never ask for your support ever again! You make me feel like if I asked you to call 911, you'd order a pizza because you know I'll feel better once I eat something!!
Edit: crediting my therapist by name with her permission - this term was coined by Nahime Aguirre Mtanous!
Edit again: I made an optional follow-up to this post after seeing the responses. Might help somebody. CW for me frankly talking about how dangerous hLep really is.
17K notes
·
View notes