(Can is asleep when the sexy time begins, but they’ve talked about it beforehand and he’s into it, consent ✅✅)
Idk, don’t look at me, i literally just woke up to write this, im going back to sleep after, k bye
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Tin wakes up slowly, his face buried in the nape of Can’s hair, Can’s sleep-warm scent surrounding him. His chest is pressed tightly against Can’s naked back, and even though they didn’t turn off the AC last night and the room is cold, the heat trapped between them is delicious.
Tin shifts a little, the light movement enough to ease Can’s head out of the spot it was resting on on Tin’s left arm, and Tin stiffles a hiss when blood flows back into his numbed arm. The things he does for love.
He fell asleep cuddling Can from behind, Can tucked into him in true little spoon/big spoon fashion, their right hands clasped together over Can’s heartbeat. His hand has been freed during the night, he realizes when he finds himself lightly running his fingers up and down Can’s chest, careful not to tickle his boyfriend into wakefulness. He goes lower, with half an intention to make Can feel good (after all, it was Can that said it would be nice, for once, to be woken up by something other than his clothes being thrown on his face, or had Tin never heard of Good Morning blowjobs?) and smiles into Can’s hair when his hand finds Can’s morning wood. He still hasn’t opened his eyes yet.
Can stirs a little, arching a bit into Tin, but his body still has the heaviness of sleep clinging to it. Tin’s palm his a bit dry, but he knows that as soon as he starts moving Can will leak enough pre-come to lube everything very nicely. He slowly circles the head of Can’s cock with his thumb, and he was so right. He smears the pre-come all over Can’s cock in a few smooth, practised movements that make Can sigh in his sleep, and Tin could swear he heard his name in that exhale.
Tin is in no hurry. He keeps his handjob slow and steady, sort of wanting to draw out the moment as long as possible just to see if Can lasts longer asleep than awake. He kisses Can’s shoulder and hooks his chin over it, finally opening his eyes to take a look at Can’s displayed body and his work.
Can’s hips start to thrust into Tin’s hand, the movement bringing friction to Tin’s own erection where it rests against Can’s ass. Tin speeds up, and Can wakes up.
Can’s right hand closes around Tin’s, gripping hard as Tin works him to completion, and Can’s whole body tenses and clenches as he comes with a muffled cry. Tin starts kissing his shoulder again, but Can wiggles out of his embrace, reaches for the nightstand, and before Tin can understand what’s happening Can is back in the little spoon position, this time with two lubed-up fingers up his own ass.
“You have fifteen seconds to put on a condom and start fucking me,” Can says as he preps himself quickly.
Tay got a pleasant surprise the next day. Thursday mornings meant transfiguration class with Professor McGonagall. Thursday mornings usually meant Newwiee excelling at another subject. But this Thursday morning Newwiee failed to execute the charm they had been studying for the past week. Newwiee’s voice had been low and steady. A shiver head run down Tay’s back. Newwiee’s movements had been swift and confident. But the color of his uniform never changed.
When he tried it for the first time Tay didn’t realize that Newwiee had failed. It just never happened. He just assumed that he had targeted something that was so small that he just couldn’t see the color change. But Newwiee tried again after having a quick look around. Professor McGonagall was occupied with containing the mess one student had made out of his hair, her look quite severe. “Colovaria”, Newwiee said pointing at his own uniform. Nothing happened.
Tay had stopped practicing and his head propped onto his hand he alternated between watching Newwiee’s efforts and Professor McGonagall slowly making her way to them.
but currently there are 13K of you following me and this could help some of you.
I didn’t even hesitate to reblog. You need to study this. Save yourself from this awful world and the people in it.
See if you can find a friend and practice some of these together. It’s helpful to just know them, but a lot more useful if you can actually pull them off properly
About a week ago, I got this ask about how to stay creative when you have mental illness and fall into periods of low energy. I gave a short answer then, but some time has passed and I wanted to dedicate some more attention to the issue.
If you’ve followed my blog for a while, you’ll know I have depression and anxiety. I’ve gotten a lot better and both are at a manageable state now, but I still suffer from periods of low energy…but I’m also a writer, so how does that work out?
These are some of the tips and tricks that work for me. They might not work for you. That’s okay. Everyone’s mental health and personal work style are different.
1. Take Some Time Off
I know. It sounds counterproductive to take time off from writing, but really, you call off work/school when you’re sick. Writing is the one job you have where you are self-employed and your own boss. If your brain is too sick one day to get any writing done, just take the day off. You’re allowed to do that.
That “real writers write everyday” mantra is a lie. Everyone takes time off. If you don’t feel well, the quality of your writing isn’t going to be to your regular standard and that might end up making you feel worse. Not to mention that trying to force an already exhausted brain to do more work when you can be giving it a break could just make matters worse. So take a deep breath and walk away for a little bit.
2. Are You Taking Care Of Yourself?
I know this is a ridiculous question, but honestly, have you been taking care of yourself? Are you making sure to take your medicines and vitamins? Going to therapy? Are you getting enough sleep? Eating well? Exercising? Look at some of the things in your life from the past week and see if maybe something small like that could be negatively affecting you now. If you realize that maybe you’ve been eating too much junk food or going to bed at irregular hours, try eating in and regulating your sleep schedule. I know that sounds like lame NT advice, but small things like that can really trigger mental health episodes. Take care of yourself before your OCs, yeah?
3. Work On Something Else
Maybe your main WIP is just too much right now. Find something to distract yourself with. Maybe you want to do more art instead of writing. Maybe you want to try a silly AU or do some prompts. Do you like to write music? Go write some music. Play with your cat. Build a birdhouse. Bake some delicious cookies. Just take a step away and do something that makes you happy. You can return to your WIP once you’ve given your brain a little break.
4. Ease Back Into It
Maybe you’ve done everything above already and you feel better but you’ve gotten out of the habit of writing and you’re frustrated. Don’t be. You can’t go from writing 2k words a day to zero and back to 2k. That’s like a marathon runner taking a month off from running and trying to run a marathon again. It won’t work. You have to ease back into it. So start off with a few hundred words and work your way back up. I know it’s annoying not to be at where you before you lost your energy, but you’ll build yourself up faster this way and you won’t feel as frustrated with yourself.
I hope some of this helped. If there are points you want clarified or if you have tricks that work for you, send me an ask! Take care of yourselves, writeblr.
Saying it louder for the people too broken at the moment to process.
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