I finally saw the immunologist the day before yesterday! It seems like she also thinks I probably have some sort of non-allergic mast cell issue that's not mastocystosis, which basically leaves mast cell activation syndrome by process of elimination. But it's not consistently defined by... Australian regulatory bodies or something? So she can't treat me for it.
So I'm just going to have to research it myself. By reading papers and stuff, which I'm already doing. I've been feeling generally more alert lately, so that shouldn't be as horribly difficult as it used to be. I'll probably ask the doctor about the other kinds of immune cell inhibitors I'm not currently taking after my trip. And also try to get a better idea of the most effective dose of quercetin to take, because that stuff's expensive. Surprisingly widely available, though.
I'm going to the US with my sister for three weeks starting at the end of the month, but my issues don't really affect my mobility, so even if something goes wrong with my health, I think it should be fine. They have H2 antihistamines there over the counter, I hear. And melatonin, which I've recovered enough not to need as much. Most of it is an organised tour through a bunch of national parks, anyway. I've done plenty of bushwalking on the (fairly easy) level of the tour, and I'm pretty sure the biggest difference in the US is that they don't call it bushwalking. Also, more dangerous wildlife.
I wasn't really intending to use something other than soap like the doctor recommended because that's not really a priority right now, but my mum got me some kind of milk-based cleanser. I thought it wasn't doing anything at first because it didn't sting or tingle, so... guess what else I learned isn't supposed to hurt! I know it's normal for soap to hurt if it gets in your eye, though... I was just extrapolating! Relatedly, my face appears to have changed colour a little since I switch to non-soap cleanser. I guess my skin was doing worse than I realised.
So I just need to keep this balance up for a while, keep doing research, and never allow an onion to pass my lips. That way, I should maybe have just enough excess energy to continue spending most of it on the rest of the trip planning. And then I'll see some cool rocks, maybe.
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Nanami: the brat tamer
A/N: I apologise in advance for the woman I became when I wrote this 🙏 Also can we talk about how I randomly defeated my dyslexia and managed to write without bullet points? Lol
Warnings: MINORS DNI, oral sex, adult language, hair pulling? age gap
Having an older, accountant boyfriend didn’t seem so fun when you had to wait for him to get home after overtime.
You sat on your shared bed, arms crossed, pouting, and aggressively checking the time every 2 seconds, the impatience of waiting for Nanami finally creeped up to you. Now you were mad, how could he leave you like this for so long?!
So even after you heard the front door open and close, you decided to ignore it and pretend you’re sleeping. It’s petty, you know it is, but you convinced yourself it’s what he deserves, even after you heard his faint calls of your name from downstairs.
“Sweetheart?” Says his deep, creamy voice as he reaches the bedroom. You squeeze your eyes shut a bit tighter, in an attempt to block him out.
“I know you’re awake” he says.
You huff in annoyance at his smart ass comment and finally turn around to see him loosen his tie. Damn it, why did he have to be so sexy.
“So? I have nothing to say to you” you reply before turning your back to him again as you get comfy in your bed.
“Oh? Is my sweetheart upset about something?” He asks, trying his best to co operate with your young fiery temper.
You couldn’t help but furrow your brows at his tone, speaking to you as if you were a child having a tantrum. “What do you think?” You say sarcastically as you look at him again with a frown on your face.
You watch his jaw clench and he takes a deep breath, you knew his patience naturally ran thin, yet he tries his best with you. But dealing with you when you’re being a brat isn’t easy.
“I’m being nice y/n. So come here and tell me what’s wrong” he says, large hands grabbing one of your legs that dangled off the side of the bed.
Your bad temper led you to use your leg to push him away, however as your foot collided with Nanami’s stomach, you realised your effort was in no avail. It was like a foot to a wall, a hard, unmoving wall.
You gulped as you look back up at your strong boyfriend. His face would seem indifferent to others, but only you could notice that slight annoyance on his face. “Really y/n?” He asks, daring you to reply as he grabs the foot on his stomach tighter.
But just as you’re about to reply smartly, your breath is stolen as he quickly pulls your body towards him with the hold on your foot. You gasp “Nanami!” as he gets on the bed, now towering on top of your barely clothed body.
You’re about to protest again but he places his hand over your mouth, effectively shutting you up. “No. I gave you a chance to be a good girl but you chose to be a brat, so now you’re going to be disciplined like one” he says, and although you should be scared, you couldn’t help but whimper against his large hand and arch your back.
He wants to laugh at you but he shakes his head instead, “you shameless girl” he says as he removes his clothes and all you could do is hum in agreement and eye his chiselled abs that are no longer begging to burst through his blue shirt.
He sighs as if he’s disappointed but you know he’s loving every second of this. Your eyes are starry as you watch him pull his boxers down, finally letting his fat dick spring out, cum glistening at its tip, making you subconsciously spread your legs out.
Nanami watches you do this with a unamused look. “What are you doing? Do you really believe you deserve to be railed after that attitude?” He scolds, making you stare at him in disbelief and you finally scoff in annoyance.
Suddenly his hands grabs your hair, tugging it ever so slightly, yet the veins on his muscular beefy arms were bulging. “Ah!” “Be quiet, another sound out of you and you’re getting nothing out of me, understand?” He says, his frown deepening the contours of his handsome face.
And that threat humbled you in seconds, you stare in disbelief again but this time you nod. You were in no state to deny this, and he knew that too from the wet patch on your underwear.
“That’s right” he says, as he presses his dick against your face. His pre cum starts dripping down your face, and even as you moan, Nanami keeps the stern look on his face.
He wastes no time pushing himself inside your mouth, your choking is like music to his ears. It’s keeps him moving, his hips thrusting harder every time, because the wet gummy feeling of inside your mouth was just too good against his length. His hands reach behind your head, grabbing all your hair into a ponytail, helping you suck him more easily, bobbing your head so that you can take more of his length.
He lets out a choked moan which only motivates you further, maybe he’ll finally praise you if you try harder. You swirl your tongue around it, sucking harder and harder in hopes of a single praise out of Nanami’s mouth. Because as much as you pretend to be an unbothered bitch, you want be his good girl.
“Ohhhh you’re so good to me sweet girl” he finally says. Suddenly his speed increases, mouth fucking you relentlessly.
You try so hard to keep up with his speed but at some point your mouth gives up and you become a sex toy for his dick to play with. And once he finally slows the pace of his thrusts, and strokes the back of your neck so sweetly, the situation isn't made any easier as the salty taste of his cum flows down your throat as well as trickling down your chin. Nevertheless you swallow it all.
Finally you pull back, gasping for breath, making the remaining cum spill on your neck and breasts, but that’s not good enough for Nanami. “Don’t waste my cum you silly girl. You know I hate wasting”. His long fingers picks up the trail you left behind and presses the creamy trail against your mouth, forcing you to open your mouth and swallow it all.
You struggle to give an answer as you try to regulate your heavy pants.
“Well? What do you have to say?”
“Thank you daddy” you manage to choke out, you knew the drill.
“And?” He says, an eyebrows raised.
“And- I’m sorry for being a brat before” you add, crawling into his lap, craving his warmth. His eyes soften at your exhausted figure, he could never stay mad at his beautiful angel.
He strokes your hair as he watches you become putty against him. Pretty wide eyes staring at him, waiting for praise. He can’t help but give you an amused smile, god, you were so pretty, especially when you had cum glistening on your chin.
He lets you press yourself against his body as he kisses your cheeks. “That’s okay sweetheart, next time you’re sad, you need to tell me, okay?”
“Okay” you lie, knowing damn well you’re going to do it again just to get him mad.
What? It’s not your fault he looks so damn fine when he’s mad.
He presses one last kiss to your head before pulling you away. “Okay you need to get up now princess, you need to show me how sorry you are”
“Huh?” You say.
You continue to stare dumbfounded as a Nanami grabs his tie, his eyes not looking away from yours as he ties your hands together.
Your confusion soon morphs into a giddy smile as you realise what this meant. You open your legs once again, knowing you’re in for a treat. You give Nanami your best puppy eyes and you watch him lick his lips in response. Perfect, you knew you would get your way, Nanami loves you too much to deny you of anything.
“Am I about to get railed?”
“Yes you are sweetheart”
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