#i usually fall asleep around 3 and get up at 12:30

[daddycassie]

Music and passion were always the fashion ~ 🎶🪽

Pairing: Lucy Gray x Fem! Bartender! Reader - 1,064 words

Warning: Kinda assault tbh… I blame Billy Taupe, Billy Taupe is his own TW, guns, gun violence, major character death, blood, fighting/beating(?), comfort to hurt?

Her name was Lucy Gray Baird. A performer, a singer. She wore beautiful dresses, deep red lipstick, and all sorts of homemade clips in her hair. You would watch her dance and sing, stomping around the stage, from your station at the bar.

Lucy Gray was like the star of district 12. Sure, some people didn’t quite like her and the covey but they most certainly knew who they were, everyone did. She looked at you from across the Hob and smiled, it was enough to make your heart throb. You looked away with a lovesick grin, cleaning cups of the remains of their alcoholic contents.

Over the time spent in the crowded bar, it didn’t take long for you two to get to know each other. Lucy Gray loved snakes, she loved long treks out in the woods, she loved singing to the mockingjays that resided there. Knowing all of these little personal things, coupled with her alluring beauty, and sweet personality made falling for her inevitable.

You didn’t try to avoid it in the slightest, you knew she’d had a recent breakup, and figured you’d have plenty of time. After all, she knew you just as you knew her. You were both young still, and had each other. That was enough for you for now. At around 3:30 PM, people began filing out of the bar and you started your cleanup.

Lucy Gray approached you with a sweet smile as you wiped down a table. “Hey Y/n, how are you doin’?” She spoke with a sweet Southern drawl. You stood up straighter, which made her giggle. “I’m doing well, just hoping to get home by 4:10, you know how it is.”

She nodded gravely at your words, “Oh, then I suppose you’re too busy to, y’know, hang out.” The brunette clasped her hands behind her back as she spoke. This drew your attention quickly. “No, no, I just mean I don’t want to be here forever. I can hang out.”

You’d thought the sun had shone in your eyes when Lucy Gray gave you the brightest smile. “Oh, perfect! Should we wait for you?” You nodded to her and she gave you a curtsy before speed walking back to the rest of the covey. After about 20 minutes you walked over to them, and the lot of you were off. 

You found yourself in Lucy Gray’s room, sitting on her bed where she sat across from you, talking about anything, everything, and somehow nothing at all. You didn’t even notice when silence stretched over you two, simply staring at her dark eyes. “Y/n?” You could hear the smile in her voice, god, you loved hearing your name in her voice. “Do I have somethin’ on my face?”

You shook your head. “You’re just beautiful. That’s all.” Lucy Gray looked alarmed for all of a few seconds before laughing joyfully. “Aw, thank you! Aren’t you the sweetest thing?” You swallowed harshly and nodded to her. She leaned closer to you.

“I see you starin’ at me a lot you know. I must be awful pretty for that.” You nodded once more. “You really are.” Lucy Gray blushed. “Maybe you should stop thinkin’ about it and just kiss me.” Her forwardness surprised you, but you were never one to turn down an opportunity.

“Are you sure?” You cupped her cheek as though she was made of glass. “I wouldn’t have said it if I wasn’t sure.” You trusted her word, and kissed her, gentle with affection. Lucy Gray placed a hand on the back of your neck in response. Her smile had returned when you pulled back.

That night you held each other, she often sang you sweet nothings and you’d feed her compliments. You talked like you didn’t have to wake up and work tomorrow. You talked like tomorrow would never come, till you both fell asleep.

The following day, Lucy Gray seemed to glow more then usual, whether she was feeling the pleasant buzz of a new relationship or was simply excited by how crowded it was was unclear. Either way, you worked as usual, resisting the urge to look to the stage. Song after song played and you listened while Lucy Gray sang.

You listened closely and peacefully while working until around 2:00, when you heard a commotion in the crowd. You relaxed when Lucy Gray seemed to settle the conflict, but that was short lived. You heard a fight breaking out in the audience and quickly stood from the bar.

“Billy Taupe, don’t you touch me!” You heard Lucy Gray shriek, failing to keep down the panicked tone. You practically flew across the Hob, shoving people aside as you made your way through the crowd. Your anger only increased when you saw Billy Taupe holding a handful of the fabric from Lucy Gray’s dress.

The brunette paled as she tried to cover where the rips had exposed her leg up to her thigh. You launched yourself at Billy Taupe, punching and hitting and kicking as you knocked him back. You only pauses when her broke a chair over your head.

Lucy Gray cried out, “Stop! Wait!” She rushed off stage before anyone could stop her to try to get between the two. You wiped blood from your head with a groan and glared at the boy, who was bleeding far worse. But you knew as soon as you’d looked at him this fight was over. Before Lucy Gray could intercept a loud gunshot went off, and a body thumped to the ground.

Lucy Gray stood in shock, her ripped dress splattered with blood. She screamed, and shoved Billy Taupe, he immediately fell off balance due to his injuries. Once he was out of the way, Lucy Gray rushed to your side. Her shaky hands caressed the shape of your face.

“Y/n,” she whimpered, one hand traveling down and clinging to your hand. “This can’t — we were happy. What happened?” Lucy Gray was unsure who she was talking too, but nobody stopped her. Until the peacekeepers stormed in of course. 

The bar went deafeningly loud, while Lucy Gray sat and cried by your side. A few people trampled her feet, but she hardly felt it. What she did feel, was when she was dragged away. What she did feel, was when your body was covered up.

She lost her love.

Note: honestly this one’s not for any real reason — just got bored! May have a rushed end buuuut I had fun and that’s what’s important.

#copacabana #songfic #angst #character death #gay girls #sapphic #wlw #lucy gray baird x reader #rachel zegler #tbosas #major character death #lucy gray baird fanfic #lucy gray baird #lucy gray #lucy gray x reader

[osbornenthusiast]

octogoblin headcanons under the cut because I love them so much

(Very minor cw for nosebleeds on this first one)

Otto gets nosebleeds all the time. Like, once or twice a week. Norman has woken up to Otto just sitting on the bed with a paper towel on his nose like a thousand times.

Additionally, Norman is a BIG TIME GERMAPHOBE and he always has been. Tying that back to Ottos nosebleeds, Norman refuses to get anywhere near Otto while his nose is bleeding. If Otto’s nose started bleeding in bed, the entire bedspread is getting washed. Norman doesn’t care if there isn’t a single drop of blood on the bed, he will be deep cleaning it.

These two have complete opposite sleep schedules. Otto usually doesn’t fall asleep until around 2-3 AM and, if he’s not working in the morning, won’t wake up until about 12 PM.

Norman on the other hand, has the sleep schedule of a goddamn military soldier. This man is always asleep by 9:30 PM and never wakes up past 6AM. (That’s on a bad day, he’s usually awake by 5:30 AM). Otto can expect a daily lecture about getting enough sleep and how unhealthy his sleep schedule is, but Otto can’t help it. He can’t remember the last time he fell asleep before midnight, that’s just how his body works🤷‍♂️.

Norman refuses to let Otto kiss him on the mouth in the morning. He doesn’t want Otto kissing him before he’s brushed his teeth, it grosses him out. Mornings for these two have become a daily battle of Otto (jokingly) trying to sneak a kiss on the lips before Norman can swiftly turn his head away.

Norman absolutely loves Frank Sinatra (duh) but Otto cannot STAND Frank Sinatra. Otto doesn’t really have a genuine reason as to why he doesn’t like Sinatra, he just.. hates him.

Norman figured out his husband hated Frank Sinatra during a car ride home from a dinner date. Norman started playing “The Nearness of You” when Otto turned the volume down and half-jokingly asked if Norman could play some “real music”.

Skip to 25 minutes later, Norman and Otto are at home and Norman has been going on a constant rant about how Frank Sinatra is the “definition of real music!” and Otto is absolutely baffled that someone could rant about something so minuscule for so long.

Staying on the topic of music, Otto collects vinyls like you would not believe. Norman collects them too, but not nearly as much as Otto.

Otto has multiple boxes full of vinyl records that he’s been keeping since he was around 13. Some of them are first editions that he’s held on to over the years.

Ottos favorite vinyls are:

1- Brahms: Cello Sonatas Nos 1 & 2 / Bruch. This man is a sucker for classical music. He especially loves it when he and Norman are alone together in their living room, intimately slow dancing to the sounds of violins and cellos and the like. He just finds it so beautiful.

2- Verities and Balderdash. Norman introduced Otto to Harry Chapin back in the early 70s when Chapin was alive and still making music. Otto very quickly fell in love with this album specifically, loving the numerous emotions it delivered, the use of orchestras in some of the songs, and mostly Chapin’s unique yet beautiful voice. Otto and Norman actually got to see Chapin in concert in 1974, and it was one of the best concerts Ottos ever seen.

3- Desire. Otto adores Bob Dylan’s writing, but he only listens to certain albums. He likes bits and pieces of Blood On The Tracks, or even Street-Legal, but he’s not too keen on the sound of Dylan’s other work. This album though, Otto adores. Once again, Otto was instantly drawn to the dramatics and overall feeling of this album. His favorite song on Desire is One More Cup of Coffee, mainly because of the violins and melancholic feeling of the song.

#octogoblin #norman osborn #otto octavius #i am soooo normal about them #I would’ve mentioned Norman’s favorite vinyls but that would’ve been a year long rant

[caffeinated-beverage]

CanLiet headcanons please 🙂😊💖✨️

1.what size bed does your muse typically prefer to sleep on? (ex. twin, full, queen, etc)

2. does your muse find it easier to sleep in a warmer room or a cooler room?

3. is your muse typical about where they sleep or can they fall asleep just about anywhere?

4. what position does your muse usually sleep in?

5. does your muse tend to prefer firmer mattresses or plushier ones?

6. does your muse snore? do they sleep talk or make any other sounds in their sleep?

7. is your muse a still or active sleeper? do they move around a lot in their sleep?

8. does your muse typically prefer sleeping by themselves or do they prefer the comfort of having another person in the room with them?

9. does your muse like sharing a bed, or do they prefer to have their own space?

10. how many pillows does your muse sleep with? are they comfortable with just one or do they like to be cozy?

11. what type of blanket does your muse prefer (standard blanket, quilt, comforter, weighted blanket, etc)?

12. how long does it typically take for your muse to fall asleep?

13. how often does your muse dream? are they mostly pleasant or is their sleep more likely to be filled with nightmares?

14. does your muse take any sleeping aids (ex. pills, melatonin supplements, etc)?

15. how many hours of sleep does your muse typically get?

16. does your muse wake up in the middle of the night often or can they sleep through the night?

17. does your muse like to take naps during the day? how often and for how long?

18. does your muse have insomnia? have they ever experienced insomnia? to what degree of severity?

19. has your muse ever been diagnosed with any sleep disorders?

20. does your muse have any pre-bedtime rituals or routines (like facial care, meditation, shower, medications, etc)? do they have any pre-bedtime activities like reading, playing video games, going on their phone, etc?

21. does your muse wear a sleep mask?

22. is your muse sensitive to light while they sleep, or do they not mind it?

23. does your muse prefer to sleep in complete silence or hear some kind of background noise?

24. does your muse listen to music while falling asleep?

25. are their any conditions in where your muse absolutely cannot fall asleep (ex. bug in the room, temperature, smell, etc)?

26. does your muse have any odd or atypical sleeping habits?

27. what does your muse typically like to wear to bed? does it depend on the season/weather outside?

28. does your muse tend to wake up with bedhead?

29. does your muse have any routines they follow when they wake up (like makeup, facial care, stretching, shower, medications, etc)? do they have any activities they like to do immediately after waking up?

30. how long does it typically take your muse to wake up in the morning? can they make it by without coffee or do they need caffeine?

31. does your muse wake up hungry or do they need some time to feel hungry?

32. what is your muse's mood like when they wake up? are they grumpy, cheerful, confused, etc?

33. when sharing a bed with someone else, is your muse a cuddler?

34. has your muse ever cried themselves to sleep?

35. where was the weirdest place your muse has fallen asleep?

36. has your muse ever fallen asleep or been extremely tired in a situation where it isn't safe to be (ex. while driving)?

I’M VERY SORRY FOR RESPONDING SO LATE things came up and i got distracted! im very sorry for this! but, here they are, i hope u like them!

1.what size bed does your muse typically prefer to sleep on? (ex. twin, full, queen, etc) Their bed is two full-size beds pushed together to make a super mega jumbo monster-size bed, made of two different mattresses; a medium-firm mattress for Liet and his back problems, and a medium-soft mattress for Matty.

2. does your muse find it easier to sleep in a warmer room or a cooler room? Matty prefers to sleep in a warm room. Liet prefers to have the fan on max cooling, while also being wrapped up in a blanket burrito. Also, I feel I should add that Liet's feet are perpetually freezing, and he puts his ice-feet on Matthew's legs when sleeping :/

3. is your muse typical about where they sleep or can they fall asleep just about anywhere? Liet, yes, a little bit; but, his sleeping spots are not *all* just in his bed. His sleeping spots are also in the car, on the sofa, in his chair at the meetings, and in his hammock in the yard (though, it has to be warm and sun-shining for this). He also might fall asleep sunbathing occasionally, though.

4. what position does your muse usually sleep in? Liet like to curl up wrapped in nice, thick, blankets. Sometimes, he wants to be spooned. And, he prefers to be the little spoon. But, most of the time, Liet drifts off while resting on Matty’s chest. Matty likes to sprawl out, and also likes to hold Liet in his sleep.

5. does your muse tend to prefer firmer mattresses or plushier ones? Liet prefers medium-firm mattresses for his back problems, and Matty prefers medium-soft mattresses

6. does your muse snore? do they sleep talk or make any other sounds in their sleep? Matthew doesn’t really do any of that, but Liet on the other hand. Liet tends to talk in his sleep a lot, and often even whimpers, yells, and cries a bit. He also drools on his pillow, but like, it’s a more normal amount of drool, so Matty isn’t annoyed.

7. is your muse a still or active sleeper? do they move around a lot in their sleep? During normal dreams, no; they would be mostly just staying still and cuddling. But when Liet has a nightmare, it’s like he gets in a full-blown brawl with the blankets!

8. does your muse typically prefer sleeping by themselves or do they prefer the comfort of having another person in the room with them? Either way, Liet still has really really really bad nightmares, but having someone comfortable like Matthew there with him makes him feel a bit better. And, Matty also likes sharing a bed with Liet, even if he does have TERRIBLE, terrible, terrible, nightmares often.

9. does your muse like sharing a bed, or do they prefer to have their own space? Again, Matty doesn’t mind sharing his bed with Liet. And, Liet doesn’t mind sharing a bed with Matty. And again, either way, liet still has reallyyyyyy bad bad bad nightmares often times, but Matty makes him feel a bit better about them.

10. how many pillows does your muse sleep with? are they comfortable with just one or do they like to be cozy? They both love pillows.

11. what type of blanket does your muse prefer (standard blanket, quilt, comforter, weighted blanket, etc)? Liet has a plush weighted blanket. It is colored in mossy green, and reminds slightly of moss. It looks kinda like this (see image below), but thicker because it is weighted.

Though, while Liet absolutely LOVES his comfort moss (weighted) blanket, the one downside is that, when he is having a nightmare that causes him to struggle around a lot, he tends to get trapped underneath it in his sleep!

12. how long does it typically take for your muse to fall asleep? For Liet, it doesn’t actually take long at all! But for Matthew, he will be scrolling the internet for a couple hours at least with Liet already snoozing on his chest, before he falls asleep too.

13. how often does your muse dream? are they mostly pleasant or is their sleep more likely to be filled with nightmares? Well, as you know by now, Liet has bad bad BAD nightmares. Matthew on the other hand, has some really weird Alice-In-Wonderland-esque dreams.

14. does your muse take any sleeping aids (ex. pills, melatonin supplements, etc)? No, not really.

15. how many hours of sleep does your muse typically get? Um.. I don’t know.. If Liet is working still during night, he probably won’t sleep at all. But, often times when he does sleep, he doesn’t sleep well at all 🙁Matthew gets around 7-4 hours of sleep.

16. does your muse wake up in the middle of the night often or can they sleep through the night? Well, usually, Matthew sleeps well until morning, but Liet wakes up in the middle of the night really often, and in a PANIC too. 🙁

17. does your muse like to take naps during the day? how often and for how long? If Liet has a chance to nap and also feels like napping, then maybe, but only maybe. Matthew, on the other hand, naps quite often!

18. does your muse have insomnia? have they ever experienced insomnia? to what degree of severity? No, but they’ve had it before. Liet doesn’t have insomnia, he just suffers severe nightmares. 🙁

19. has your muse ever been diagnosed with any sleep disorders? Well, if it counts, Liet is diagnosed with Generalized Anxiety disorder and PTSD. And, most of his really really REAllY bad nightmares, come from PTSD. They’re PTSD nightmares. 🙁

20. does your muse have any pre-bedtime rituals or routines (like facial care, meditation, shower, medications, etc)? do they have any pre-bedtime activities like reading, playing video games, going on their phone, etc? Well yes, of course. Liet takes some mental health medicines, and then likes to have a scorching hot bath before bed, brush his teeth, clean his face, tie up his curly hair, use the toilet, and watch Matthew scroll on his phone for a little bit before falling asleep.

Matthew takes a shower, combs his hair, washes his face, brushes his teeth, uses the toilet, and then gets into bed to scroll his phone for a while while Liet rests on his chest and watches.

21. does your muse wear a sleep mask? No

22. is your muse sensitive to light while they sleep, or do they not mind it? I wouldn’t say so– though, Liet sometimes drapes an arm over his face to subconsciously block a little extra light from his eyelids.

23. does your muse prefer to sleep in complete silence or hear some kind of background noise? Liet likes a bit of white noises. Not to be cheesy or anything, but by “white noises”, I mean the sound of Matthew’s breathing & heartbeat. Matthew likes ASMR.

24. does your muse listen to music while falling asleep? No, neither of them do this. Matthew may occasionally listen to ASMR, though.

25. are their any conditions in where your muse absolutely cannot fall asleep (ex. bug in the room, temperature, smell, etc)? Liet cannot and will not sleep if he sees a roach or spider in the room, or if it has any heavy smell.

26. does your muse have any odd or atypical sleeping habits? Liet puts his ice-feet on Matthew’s legs, drools, talks, yells, yelps, cries, and fights with the blankets. And, Matthew is a hugger.

27. what does your muse typically like to wear to bed? does it depend on the season/weather outside? Pajamas. It depends on the season, but generally, Liet likes long-sleeved but loose and airy and cool pajamas, and Matthew likes warm pajamas.

28. does your muse tend to wake up with bedhead? YES. Liet especially.

29. does your muse have any routines they follow when they wake up (like makeup, facial care, stretching, shower, medications, etc)? do they have any activities they like to do immediately after waking up? Liet uses the toilet, brushes his teeth, washes his face, puts on his blobfish slippers Matthew gave him as a joke present on his birthday once (it’s ok, he gave him plenty of real, non-joke presents too), and goes to the kitchen to get breakfast. Most mornings, Liet just doesn’t feel like fighting with his hair though :/

Matthew also uses the toilet, brushes his teeth, washes his face, and goes to the kitchen to get breakfast. Except, he doesn’t wear funky blobfish slippers, and he also fixes his hair.

30. how long does it typically take your muse to wake up in the morning? can they make it by without coffee or do they need caffeine? NO.

31. does your muse wake up hungry or do they need some time to feel hungry?Yes. They both wake up hungry.

32. what is your muse's mood like when they wake up? are they grumpy, cheerful, confused, etc? Liet is just tired, but not grouchy. Matthew is a bit disoriented when he first wakes up.

33. when sharing a bed with someone else, is your muse a cuddler? YES.

34. has your muse ever cried themselves to sleep? Liet?? HELL YES. Matthew?? Sometimes.

35. where was the weirdest place your muse has fallen asleep? Liet fell asleep lying on a bed of moss while watching clouds once. Matthew fell asleep while playing the violin once; yes, WHILE he was playing the violin. Bro drifted off while drawing the bow across the strings.

36. has your muse ever fallen asleep or been extremely tired in a situation where it isn't safe to be (ex. while driving)? Tolys definitely fell asleep while floating in water, with some tiny little bait fish nibbling his toes & fingers. At least a few times. Luckily, he did not drown, but it scared the shit out of Mattie to see him snoozing while floating in the water.

#hetalia #hws #aph #hws lithuania #aph lithuania #hws canada #aph canada

[honeybadgerwritings]

Prompt List

Just some prompts you can choose from :)

These could be said by either the reader or the chosen pairing <3

Feel free to mix and match from each category but please no more than 6 at a time! Thank you!

Fluff

1. “I want you by my side.”

2. “Come back to bed...”

3. “I could kiss you right now!”

4. “You’re so cute when you’re embarrassed.”

5. “Are you trying to flirt with me?”

6. “It’s really not that complicated.”

7. “No peaking!”

8. “Is that my shirt?”

9. “Just trust me alright?”

10. “You’re never going to let that go are you?”

11. “What happens if I do...this!”

12. “Why are we whispering?”

13. “Are you drunk?”

14. “Are you wearing my cologne/perfume?”

15. “Prove it.”

16. “I feel safe with you.”

17. “I’ll always come back to you.”

18. “Did you miss me?”

19. “Are you always this shy?”

20. “Are you trying to get us into trouble?”

21. “I’ve really missed this.”

22. “You’re the most beautiful creature I’ve ever seen.”

23. “What are you thinking about?”

24. “Why are you still awake?”

25. “If we get caught I’m blaming you.”

26. “Wait your turn love.”

27. “Oh my god did you just say that out loud?”

28. “Will you quit staring at me?”

29. “You’re late you know.”

30. “Give me your hands.”

31. “I’ll warm you up.”

32. “Wait, when did I take off my clothes?”

33. “What are you trying so hard to hide?”

34. “You’re very endearing when you’re half asleep.”

35. “Will you let me play with your hair?”

36. “It’s not morning yet.”

37. “You intrigue me.”

38. “You have.... superpowers?”

39. “You’ll have to catch me first!”

40. “It’s not what it looks like!” “I’m pretty sure it is.”

Comfort

1. “Are you crying?”

2. “Why are you bleeding?”

3. “Hey hey hey... what happened?”

4. “Take it easy sweetheart.”

5. “I’ve been worried sick!”

6. “Baby you’re trembling...”

7. “You could have died!”

8. “It’s okay to fall apart sometimes.”

9. “You can’t just run off like that!”

10. “Okay...okay deep breaths sweetheart, just breathe.”

11. “Oh sweetheart...”

12. “No don’t cry, I hate it when you cry.”

13. “Hold my hand. You’re going to be fine.”

14. “You don’t have to be scared darling, I’m right here.”

15. “Do you have a ride home?”

16. “Stop telling me you’re okay!”

17. “Put your arm around my- or just fall on me, that works too.���

18. “Lets get you into to bed baby.”

19. “What did they say to you?

20. “I’ve been looking for you all night!”

21. “Don’t look at it, look at me. Keep your eyes on me okay?”

22. “Because I care about you!”

23. “Just stay behind me okay? I’ll protect you.”

24. “I’m right where I need to be.”

25. “Easy now, take a deep breath.”

26. “What do you say we get some food in you hm?”

27. “Hey don’t do that, you’ll hurt yourself.”

28. “Let me wipe those tears pretty girl/boy.”

29. “Listen to my voice baby, I’m right here.”

30. “You’re burning up.”

31. “Why didn’t you tell me?”

32. “Let me carry you sweetheart.”

33. “Here take my sweater.”

34. “I know, baby, I know. I’m right here, just breathe.”

35. “Shh, just look at me, baby.”

36. “Let me take care of you for once yeah?”

Smut

1. “Do I look like I’m messing around? Do I look like I won’t punish you?”

2. “Open your mouth for me, baby.”

3. “Is it good when I touch you here? Or maybe here?”

4. “Be a good girl/boy for mommy/daddy.”

5. “You’re so in for it when we get home.”

6. “You can take it, you’ve done it before. Just a little more.”

7. “I won’t apologise for marking you up, everyone should know you’re taken.”

8. “Suck on my fingers baby.”

9. “You look so pretty with my hands around your neck.”

10. “Keep your eyes open, look at me, baby.”

11. “I don’t care if it takes all night, you will submit.”

12. “Slowly, baby, I’m not going anywhere.”

13. “Spread your legs for mommy/daddy, I want to see you.”

14. “Do you need to use your safeword, darling?”

15. “Do you know what happens when you misbehave?”

16. “Shall we put that mouth to better use?”

17. “Oh, baby, you’re drooling everywhere.”

18. “It’s my thigh or nothing, I’m not helping you get off.”

19. “You seem more sensitive than usual.”

20. “I said I’d take care of you, did you think I wouldn’t follow through on that?”

21. “I don’t want anyone else. No one else can make me feel like you do.”

22. “So good for me, look at how much you came.”

23. “Where did this attitude come from hm?”

24. “Lie back baby, let me take care of you.”

25. “Your ass is going to be seven shades of red after that stunt you just pulled.”

26. “Awe what’s wrong baby? Can’t move?”

27. “You know, I could always get you off right here, right now.”

28. “Does it make you nervous when I stare?”

29. “Your thighs are shaking so much.”

30. “Be good for me and I’ll untie you.”

31. “I can’t- please- I can’t-”

32. “That’s good, baby, keep doing that.”

33. “Just relax for me sweet girl/boy, I’ll make it feel good.”

34. “I had this dream and- fuck- you couldn’t keep your hands off me.”

35. “Perhaps I need to remind you of your place.”

36. “I’m afraid I can no longer keep this professional.”

37. “Let me teach you.”

38. “I’m not going to touch you unless you beg.”

39. “You’re so desperate for it aren’t you?”

40. “Strip. Now.”

Angst

(Will usually have a happy ending unless otherwise specified.)

1. “How could you do this to me?”

2. “I know you and this isn’t you.”

3. “You don’t get to tell me what to do.”

4. “Maybe I’m better off alone.”

5. “No! Stay back!”

6. “This will be the last time that you lie to me.”

7. “How could you think that this wouldn’t hurt me?”

8. “Why do you always have to be so stubborn?”

9. “It didn’t have to be like this.”

10. “Please don’t give me space. That’s the last thing I need from you right now.”

11. “Don’t pretend you’re not happy to see me like this.”

12. “Why do you hate me so much? What did I ever do to you?”

13. “It wasn’t like that! Nothing happened!”

14. “I don’t care how much you push me away, I said I’d never leave you and I meant that.”

15. “I thought you were dead.”

16. “I told you things that I’ve never told anyone!”

17. “You said you’d never hurt me.”

18. “Why don’t you get down from there and you and I can talk, okay?”

19. “I know you’re mad at me but I’m only doing this to protect you.”

20. “Where the hell have you been? Do you know how worried I was?!”

21. “Don’t you ever scare me like that again, do you hear me?”

22. “Call me the second you get this. I wont be mad, I just want to know you’re safe.”

23. “I’m not them! And I never will be!”

24. “How could you think I don’t love you?”

25. “Please don’t make this more difficult than it has to be.”

26. “How long have you been lying to me?!”

27. “I should’ve never trusted you.”

28. “Don’t call me that! Don’t fucking call me crazy!”

29. “I’ll be right there, just tell me where you are and I’ll come get you.”

30. “I’m not going to change my mind, not this time.”

31. “I can’t believe you sometimes!”

32. “Oh so I’m the dramatic one?”

33. “You don’t get to make my decisions for me!”

34. “I think you’ve done enough.”

35. “I’m not going to sit and watch you destroy yourself.”

36. “Let go of me!”

#fiction #dialogue prompts #my prompts #imagines #humor #writers #funny #sad #angry #angst #comfort #smut #jokes #peter ballard #001 stranger things #henry creel #eddie munson #steven grant #steve harrington #steve rogers #harrys house #harry styles #louis tomlinson #stranger things #jim hopper #natasha romanoff #yelena boleva #zayn malik #writing

[bratshaws]

goodness gracious 61. brb x oc

a/n: a bit short but i got back from a trip later today so i am kinda tired ;0; i hope you guys still like it tho!!

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pairing: plus size!oc x rooster

warnings: Fluff, Rooster needs someone to talk to and Bea is there for him uwu

chapters:

1/2/3/4/5/6/7/8/9/10/11/12/13/14/15/16/17/18/19/20/21/22/23/24/25/26/27/28/29/30/31/32/33/34/35/36/37/38/39/40/41/42/43/44

45/46/47/48/49/50/51/52/53/54/55/56/57/58/59/60

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With the new year already on them and Rooster going back to his usual work schedule, it wasn’t surprising that January 6th arrived sooner than either of them expected.

Beatrice put Jolene in the pink traveling cage, the pittie already falling asleep inside as Rooster pulled up to her front door, greeting her with a smile and a kiss to the lips. Thankfully they already packed a few items they’d need days earlier, it wasn’t a lot, but it was better to be safe than sorry.

She asked him how it would work since they’d be getting there around midnight and apparently this cabin he managed to get for them wasn’t far from Virginia Beach itself, literally a forty minutes drive. She was excited and a bit nervous if she had to be honest, especially because the drop of temperature would be obvious and intense, a complete 180 from the weather in California that she liked to call ‘winter for shorts’.

Bradley wouldn’t be able to take the Bronco, obviously, but he rented a car for when they got there, just for the weekend. She could see he was smiling a bit more than normal, with the thought he was going to share with Beatrice some of the details of his life growing up, especially his mother.

Jolene was the calmest dog when they put her to the pet station in the plane, lickign Beatrice’s hand before she disappeared inside the plane. Then it was their turn, Beatrice having to change into thicker clothing inside the airport’s bathroom because Rooster said it’d be ‘a decent drop’ as soon as they got there. Her thick winter clothing was often kept for when she went out hiking, so it was strange to be wearing them - especially her gray Peruvian style hat. 

It’d be a six hours flight, one that she would be able to see pass by the window since her seat was right next to it. Bradley held her hand with a grin, rubbing her knuckles when Beatrice’s eyes were only on the outside seeing the horizon change colors and what once was beige colored sand turned into pure white snow. 

Bradley waited for her outside the plane, watching her wrap her hat below her chin and immediately clench her eyes at the temperature, “Come on, baby.” he calls, offering her his hand that she not only grasped for dear life but she clung to his side like a monkey to a tree, keeping up with his long strides as they went to grab Jolene.

She barely remembers getting into the rented car, a Bronco as well of course, and driving away from the airport and towards the cabin he talked about. She was too busy burying herself into her jacket, including pulling her arms from the sleeves so she could cross them inside to warm up. She knew it’d be cold but this was almost arctic level in temperature, the tip of her nose was already feeling numb even inside the car. 

There wasn’t much to be seen besides the Christmas decorations still left on the houses and streets, the white shining snow reflecting the lights above it followed by the silence of everyone sleeping soundly at home. Soon the scenery changed from urban to woods, she didn’t know how it happened because it seemed so sudden, but they were now in a dark road barely seen by the headlights of the car and Beatrice felt that any moment now they’d have a cryptic encounter.

They didn’t. Thankfully.

Bradley went through a different road until she saw several cabins in the woods, most of them with their porch lights on and cars parked on the driveway, eventually parking in front of a medium sized dark colored cabin with large windows and thick snow surrounding it. “You can let Jolene out, if you want.” he says with a grin, unbothered by the weather around him as he steps out of the car. 

Beatrice eventually does too, sliding her arms up the sleeves again and slowly stepping outside, the snow below her feet crunching under her weight and her eyes clenching at a sudden gust of cold air that appeared to burn the upper part of her face. She leaned back to grab Jolene’s cage with some difficulty, finally opening it so the pittie could wander outside for the first time. Unlike her owner, Jolene didn’t take too long sniffing about, wearing her pup sweater with tiny bones on it, sometimes leaping in surprise when her toe beans touched the snow but quickly noticing that whatever that white stuff was, it was really fun.

Beatrice crossed her arms under her bust, shoving her hands underneath her armpits to stand close to Bradley who was grabbing their luggage from the car, “I can help.” she says, offering a hand to grab at least her stuff, but her boyfriend just smiles, leaning down to kiss the tip of her red nose before he makes his way to the cabin. Beatrice grabs Jolene’s cage then, handing the sock monkey to her dog as Rooster unlocks the door with a card much like when they were at the hotel.

He pushes the door open, stepping back with a grin, “After you.” he means it to be Beatrice, but it’s Jolene who scampers inside first, probably to run away from the cold. The brunette enters soon after, parting her lips in a soft gasp and then fluttering her eyes closed when she feels how warm it is inside. 

While it wasn’t a large cabin, it was extremely cozy with a modern flair to it. A large greenish brown couch with pillows and fuzzy blankets stood on top of a fake cow skin rug and in front of a large fireplace that could be turned on automatically because Rooster did so by a flick of his finger. The stag horns chandelier above their heads shone the whole area, exposing the open kitchen with the long redwood table and sleek chairs. Beatrice unwrapped her scarf from around her neck, then her hat, to place it on the side table to her left, “This is amazing,” she whispers, her boots thudding on the wooden floor as she checks their surroundings.

There is a ‘welcome’ sign on the kitchen table, saying that their fridge was stocked as requested and that the master bedroom had extra blankets if need be. Beatrice blinks, opening the fridge to check and indeed it was stocked, “I didn’t know these types of cabins worked like this.”

“They don’t,” Rooster says as he too removes his own scarf, pulling the aviator jacket off his shoulders, “It’s a special package you get when you arrive too late for groceries. Which was our case, plus our stay here isn’t long, it's not like we’ll need to have everything.” he explains, toeing out his boots and groaning happily when the heated floors warm him up immediately, “Oh, fuck this is good.” 

“Heated floors?” No wonder Jolene was currently lying on it right now. Beatrice quickly removed her own shoes with a pleased sigh, clenching and relaxing her fingers with the warmth seeping up her body ,”Oh this is great.” She turned her head to a doorway that led to a small bathroom and a staircase. 

Picking up her boots and then her suitcase, she makes her way up the stairs, widening her eyes the more the master bedroom came into view. It was probably the largest room in the cabin, with a bed closest to yet another giant window that was now covered with drawn curtains, the same heated wooden floors, two chairs in front of the window and another door that led to the ensuite bathroom. She dropped her things to the floor, walking closer to the window and gasping again, “It’s a balcony!!” she doesn’t even care if it’s the middle of the night and it’s snowing, she’s just way too happy to see they had a balcony that overlooked the woods - which past midnight, wasn’t a lot to see.

“I thought you’d like it.” comes his voice from the back of the room, he too placed his things next to Beatrice’s, groaning as he stretched his arms over his head to pop the joints after a six hours flight. Honestly he wasn’t as tired as he thought he’d be, maybe it was the nervousness and excitement mixed together, because he came back home after a long long time. Well, not home, it used to be his home.

He made a life for himself in Cali, not only that but he met Beatrice in California and whenever she was, that was home for him. Sappy but very true. 

He watches Beatrice come back inside cursing quietly, muttering it was a terrible idea to step out on a balcony wearing only wool socks and nothing else, shutting the doors behind herself quickly. When she turned towards him, her cheeks and nose were red, but not as usually would, “Feelings on the balcony?”

“It’s amazing, I’m sure it’ll be better in the morning.” she laughs, rubbing her cheeks with her gloved hands to warm them up “This place is really nice, Brad. I’ve never been in something like this before.” her voice is brimming with wonder, looking around the room and then moving to the ensuite bathroom to check the inside as well, “Oh and we got a bathtub too!”

Bradley sits back on the bed, then falls backwards closing his eyes as he feels the drowsiness and jetlag finally catch up to him after a while. He interlaces his fingers on top of his stomach, breathing in slowly and not hearing when Beatrice comes back, but he does feel her presence in front of him. He smiles with his eyes closed, then opens his arms, ‘C’mere.” she chuckles softly, climbing on his lap to sit right on top of his crotch while his hands landed on her thighs.

“You okay?” she asks and he feels her hand touching the side of his face.

Was he? He was. Sort of. He was always some type of way whenever he visited his mother and  his father, the melancholy was to be expected. He lost them both…quite young, his father as a boy and his mother as a young adult barely aware of what he should do next. He inhales deeply, his chest expanding then relaxing when he breathes out, “I haven’t been able to visit them in a while.” he says quietly, “I’ll be fine.”

Beatrice furrowed her eyebrows, cupping his face with both hands as she leaned forward, her elbows touching his pecs and she gently rubbed his cheekbones with her thumbs. “...You will,” she smiles, still petting his face with her fingers, “Thank you for inviting me to come with you. It really…it’s really nice.”

Her hesitation in finishing her phrase made him blink up at her, seeing how her eyes avoided his for a couple seconds. If he knew Beatrice, which at this time he did, she was asking herself if she was worthy of being there or if she wasn’t going to be a bother to him, or do something wrong once they visited his mother’s grave. “I wouldn’t want anyone else with me,” he mutters honestly, tucking a strand of brown hair behind her ear, the same hand cupping her cheek, “I mean it.”

He knew from her eyes that she was relieved to hear it, that she knew he’d say that but she was still happy to hear him say it outloud. Beatrice smiles, leaning against his touch with her own eyes closing, “Thank you.” She says again, turning her head to kiss his palm and then push herself to a sitting position until she is no longer on his lap, “I think I might take a shower and change.”

“Yeah,” he grunts, pushing himself up with his elbows, “I’ll go check some stuff downstairs and will do the same.” He stands up, towering over her by more than a few inches and leaning down to kiss her forehead, “I’ll be right back.” Beatrice nods and he turns on his heel, walking down the steps back to the first floor where Jolene had just nestled herself on the couch, right on top one of the thick blankets with her sock monkey in tow. 

He flips the blanket that’s draped on the couch’s backrest and covers the pitbull’s back, smiling when the dog just huffs happily in her sleep. He approaches the large windows, seeing that it’s not snowing, it’s just very windy and is silently thankful at how warm this place is. He moves to the little menu close to the wall, using the same card to lock the entire cabin - including the windows - making a mental note to himself that maybe he should get that when he and Bea move in together, it’d be definitely helpful especially if either of them are alone in the house.

The porch light on the outside turns on, but the windows darken to hide inside of the cabin. He doesn’t know how that works but he’s very impressive. He knows why it’s there, to prevent animals from getting close or worse, people from getting close. Just because this was a fenced area, it doesn’t mean the crazy folk he had seen and heard from before wouldn’t snoop around.

Bradley rubs his eyes with both hands, turning the fireplace off since he wasn’t sure either of them would enjoy it that night. They were both too tired to do anything really. He hears the shower running upstairs, smiling to himself knowing Beatrice was already there, running a hand through his hair after he turns the lights on the lower floors off as well, only leaving the ones on the wall’s baseboards alight. It was just so he would trip on himself on the way down in the morning, really.

He walks back upstairs, trying to hold back a yawn without success, feeling that he wouldn’t be awake for much longer and he had to shower just as Beatrice was. He leans down to rummage through his luggage, pulling out his loyal gray sweatpants and a long sleeved shirt that he really only wore when coming to Virginia, before he makes his way into the bathroom. 

Beatrice is pulling her pajama pants up her legs, the pattern on those were of tiny aliens floating in space on a dark blue background. She looks over her shoulder towards him, who now pulled his shirt off his upper body and messed up his hair in the process of doing that, “The water is great, it has those fancy shower heads with different speeds.” she explains, buttoning her pj top closed. Rooster was trying hard to keep himself awake, the best he could, but the hard blinking was a clear tell he wouldn’t be able to keep that up for too long.

Beatrice steps closer to him, standing on her tiptoes to kiss the curve of his jawline, “I’ll be outside, okay?” he turns to meet her lips in a small kiss, smiling down at her in thanks, muttering he wouldn’t take long. Bea gives him privacy, knowing that maybe there was more than just the tiredness in his system, slipping under the thick covers of the large bed with a quiet ‘oooh’ when she feels how warm it is.

Oh she likes this a lot.

She brings the covers to her nose, shimmying herself on the mattress with a happy sigh, every part of her body was heating up pleasantly. Honestly she could enjoy something like this, but Cali wasn’t cold enough that they’d need heated up mattresses like this. However the bed itself was like laying on a cloud, it was so soft and the pillows were so good to lie your head against.

She looks to the side table, seeing the deer themed lamp and a pile of books left there in case the guests wanted to read. So as she waited for Rooster, she grabbed one to pass the time, turning to see the cover “Relationship in the Woods.” she frowns, seeing it was one of those romance books where the guy was extremely muscular and the woman was barely dressed, both of them standing against a stock photo of a random spot in the woods, “Interesting.”

She placed it back to see the other one, this one said something about the wildlife around the area, flipping through the pages until she found something interesting, anything was better than that excuse of a romance book. She ended up getting so interested in reading it she didn’t see Rooster walking out, a bit more awake than before because of the warm shower, and in turn he stood there watching her.

The scene of Beatrice reading a book on a large bed brought up images of that happening daily, in their own house and him just admiring her eyes reading every single line from a distance. God, he hoped they could deal with the whole moving in aspect soon, because the more he looked at her, the more he desired it to happen quicker. 

Bradley walked around the bed, then crawled on the mattress which made his girlfriend finally look at him, “Did you notice,” she begins, “How black bears look like they want to ask you a question but are scared to?” she proceeds to turn the book towards him where the face of a black bear looks a lot sadder than it normally was.

Rooster chuckles softly, sliding under the covers to keep himself warm, “I never noticed that, they really do.” he smiles, supporting his back on the bed’s headboard, “I’ve seen a cub once, when I was a kid.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah,I was a boy scout, remember?”

“...for two months.”

He waves his hand, ‘Either way, I saw one. I never approached it because if the cub is there, so is the mom. But it was really cute, kinda dumb, hit its head on a tree and fell on its butt.” he chuckles, sighing softly with his eyes losing a bit of its shine, “My mom was really happy when I told her.”

Beatrice lowers the book to the side table, offering him a small smile as she lies on the bed, tugging his sleeve so he does the same. When he does, he turns to face her, but his eyes aren’t looking at Beatrice, “Brad,” her soft hand cups his cheek, “Talk to me, what’s going on?” he hesitates, chewing on his lower lip as he tries to explain what he’s really feeling.

What is he feeling? 

Anger?Sadness? Regret? All of those? He always felt he should’ve done more for his mom, maybe it’d keep her a few years longer with him. “...I just have a lot in my mind. Being here, visiting my mom with you means a lot to me, it does. But I just miss her, and whenever I go there and talk to her grave…I…I don’t know, it’s weird.”

“It’s not weird,” she soothes him, “You are grieving and you miss her, it’s not weird at all…you know, I only visited my nonna’s grave a few times,” his eyes turn to her face when she explains, “Not because…I didn’t love her, but I just couldn’t see that and remember yet again she’s not around. I miss her a lot, Brad. She was my best friend, the liveliest, funniest woman, bravest too but then she was gone and I couldn’t do anything about it.”

He understood that feeling way too well, “Tell me about it.”

“What’s your favorite memory?” she asks sweetly, “With your mom? Do you have any that comes to mind?”

Bradley pauses, staring at her then turning to lie on his back to look at the wooden beams that supported the ceiling over their heads. He thinks on it, furrowing his eyebrows and not being able to stop the smile on his face, ‘There are several.” he murmurs,”But there was one time after soccer practice that my mom showed up with ice cream, in the middle of fall, it was windy as fuck and I was cold, but she always said ice cream has no season.” he smiles more, remembering of the two of them sitting in her car, eating ice cream cones as the world outside seemed to tremble because of the winds, “It’s one of my favorite memories.”

“Oh,Brad, that’s lovely.”

“Then when I was fifteen, she said I needed to know how to dance.” he continues and Beatrice doesn’t stop him, “Because I was going to find someone and I needed to know how to woo them on the dance floor…God,I was stiff as a board, she said to always keep my eyes on my partner and move with my hips, not my feet.” she did agree with his mother though, after all, he was a great dancer as she recalled the wedding.

“My nonna always said the same thing,I really hated it.” Beatrice comments with a giggle, lying on her back to mirror his position, “We’d always dance in her kitchen. Did your mom have a favorite song?”

He smiles even more, “She did, she really liked Elvis. So…any Elvis song was her favorite.”

“My nonna liked Elvis too, Can’t Help Falling in Love was her all time favorite.” 

He faces her when she mentions the song, his anxiety and melancholy dissipating as he sees Beatrice dancing along to Elvis wearing one of her many fairy dresses and just having the time of her life. She had some sort of soothing power for him, it was the only way he could describe the things she did and how she calmed him down. “I like that song too.” he says, “I didn’t know you liked Elvis.”

“I like a lot of songs, Roos,” Bea smiles, giving him a half shrug, “I’m very eclectic when it comes to music.” she sees his eyes fighting to stay open and her own body is begging for a break, “We should sleep now.”

“Mm.” was his only answer, lying on his side and Beatrice did the same, feeling his chest touch her back and one of his hands slide down to the curve of her bottom, as always. She sighed softly,rubbing his arm gently, saying without words he was safe with her and shouldn’t worry about voicing his own feelings. “Thank you.” he then said, in a quiet, sleepy voice that soon turned into even breathing.

Beatrice feels her own eyes slipping shut, “You are welcome.” she says back, even if he can’t hear it, snuggling deeper into the pillow with her hand now interlaced with his, bringing it to her chest.

#bradley rooster bradshaw #rooster bradshaw #bradley bradshaw x oc #top gun maverick #bradley bradshaw x reader

[nkogneatho]

my sweet pasi!!💛 how do you and toji spend those lazy sundays together?

hii amira <3 ohh i love it so much when you ask me tojisi questions and they are always so interesting 🎀

so it's actually saturday night we are the most excited about because we don't have to wake up early the next day. our sundays are rarely productive because we just like to relax. we wake up at 11:30 or 12 pm (because we were fucking last night till 4💀😭) so i am all sore usually. he tries his best to wake me up but i am a heavy sleeper so toji just gives me a peck and starts his morning routine. i wake up to distorted tv noise and alluring smell of food. that is what gets me out of bed. my baby's delicious cooking. he always makes smtg spicy because i told him i don't like glucose spike in the morning and i am desi so you know!! SPICE 🔛🔝

anyways so we eat, we share some gossips (i tell him about all the nasty people and he goes "want me to beat em up?") he is too cute. later, i do the dishes while he does the laundry. we set some things back into the place because the whole week gets our home messy. after a few hours we finally bounce our tired bodies on the couch and cuddle. no distractions. no tv. no phones. just us cuddling. he traces random lines on my body and i scratch his hair. and then i tell him how much i love him. we stay like that for some time until we fall asleep. we wake up around 7 usually and start preparing for dinner. after dinner, we write the best thing that happened to us that week or do smtg creative. then we eep :3 (but i know he is awake for atleast 30 mins after i have closed my eyes to just gaze at me.) he doesn't know i sometimes pretend to be asleep just so i can catch him talking about me because he thinks i won't hear since i am a heavy sleeper. once i heard him say "you have no idea how much i admire you. you make me blush like a highschool kid w a crush. i can't believe i get to have you as mine. to watch you fall asleep. you are way too beautiful and perfect that it makes me wonder if this is all a dream. the kind i don't ever want to wake up from."

#SOMEONE HELP I AM CRYING OVER THIS?!😭 HE IS TOO CUT3 #i am so embarrassing tbh like bro why tf are you crying over smtg you wrote??? #but thank you amira <3 this brought me comfort #soulmoots.°•♡ #amira♡ #°🖇᭡ “ tojisi ”

[my-castles-crumbling]

Hi cas! It’s Swiftie anon, happy tortured poets department release day eve! That was a mouthful lol. I’m so excited, this is my first release week, release day, etc, as part of the fandom that’s not a rerelease.

Yesterday it just hit me that the album was coming out, like it seemed so far away until yesterday. Idk if that’s bc I’ve been a little disconnected from all of it bc I have a new hyperfixation. It’s actually kind of sad, because I used to scroll on tumblr listening to Taylor, and I’ve heard people stop being so obsessed with things they need to cope once they feel better (I definitely am not done with being depressed) but I’m afraid of that happening if I do recover, and that shouldn’t be happening, because I should want to feel better, shouldn’t I?

it kind of felt like I was growing apart from a friend, but my hyperfixation got reawakened and Taylor Swift is the only thing in my brain.

but I’m kind of scared of that happening again, yk? Idk. This was supposed to be a sort of happy one, since there’s going to be a new Taylor album out in less than 12 hours and I haven’t been able to stop smiling all day.

anyway do you usually stay up for album releases? My parents are super strict, but it’s a half day and I have no school tomorrow and since I live in the Midwest the release is at 11 pm. The album should be around an hour long, so if I do, I’ll probably fall asleep at like 12:30, or 1. I really want to, bc then I’ll get spoiled when I get on tumblr the next morning. Idk, it depends on how I feel tonight.

I saw that you applied for 3 jobs last night, saying you’re nonbinary, congrats, I would say I’m proud of you, but I’m the one asking you for advice, um, idk how job applications work, but I hope you get a job you like. hope you’re feeling better, too!

long again, lol, but I usually talk to much about Taylor anyway.

Hi! <3 It's so good to hear from you! What do you think about TTPD so far? Were you as shook as I was about the double-drop?

I think the thing about hyperfixations is, (at least for me) you may move on from them a bit, but they never stop taking up a place in your heart. And a lot of times, they come back! But even if they don't, they'll always bring you a sense of comfort, and I think that's what a lot of people could say about Taylor. You may go through phases where you are obsessed with her or not, but her sings will always bring you comfort.

I hope that helps? Please tell me your thoughts about the album, I'm excited to hear what other people think!

#ask #asks #ask cas #swiftie anon

[slutwithagut]

Post #2

The amount of cigarettes I’m smoking is insane for someone with no income! It’s time to ration. It would be cheaper to roll my own… but I don’t know how to roll. Maybe now is the time to finally learn? I digress. We will worry about that at a later time n date.

I have a close friend who employs me to give him rides home from work. Usually every Monday he needs a ride home from work around 8:10 pm because he goes in at 8 something the next day. Occasionally he asks for rides from the local trolley stop that’s about a 10 minute drive from my house.

I bring this up because my weekly income is about $28 on a good week.

So I need to chill on the tobacco.

Things were easier when I smoked spliff bowls (mole bowls, moke bowls, party bowls, whatever u wanna call them) which is cannabis mixed with tobacco. I’ve purchased a great many bags of bugler tobacco. It’s much more cost effective then buying a pack of cigs. The bugler pouch is roughly good for about 30 cigs versus the 20 you find pre rolled. It costs $7/$8 while a pack of cigs is $10/$11

I had purchased a joint rolling machine and filters earlier this year to roll my own. I found it just didn’t hit the same. I also proceeded to break the joint roller. A common theme in my life. Breaking useful objects due to carelessness and or intoxication. If only y’all knew me when I did XANAX and drank heavily while popping. I broke so many things… three lovely bongs, a babyliss hair straightener, bottles, and endured countless bruises and scratches. I also strained some of my personal relationships as you don’t give a single solitary FUCK when your xanned out.

So moral of the story is I am going to start rationing out my cigarettes.

I might buy a vape but I have to go on the black market for one and it seems like such a hassle.

Smoking cigarettes may seem glamorous and look cool. It feeds my oral fixation. But it makes you stink. I literally need to buy gum, scented hand sanitizer, and a small bottle of body spray so I don’t smell bad.

Wish my luck my loves! It ain’t easy trying to kick my vices.

It’s also 12:19 a.m. while I write this. My brain is tired but my body is on high alert. I do suffer from insomnia and weed helps that a lot.

It’s tough to learn how to live my life with out mind altering substances. I also find myself becoming more irritable. I might need to up the dosage on my medicine. I also kind of want to ask my doctor for sleeping pills… but it seems wrong? Since they have a potential for abuse. It would be nice to actually be able to fall asleep around the same time every night. I’ll probably be up until 2 or 3.

If I fall asleep before that I usually wake between 3 and 4 to pee. Then toss and turn till 6 or 7. Get up, smoke a cigarette and if I’m lucky fall back a sleep for a bit. I awake groggy and feeling worse than when I first woke. But still I nap after waking up. It’s a vicious cycle.

I’m going to start wearing my FitBit smart watch to bed again so I can track my sleep. It lets you know how many times you wake up, how deep your sleep was, etc. and it gives you a sleep score for the night. I want to see if my sleep is truly fucked up enough to constitute medicine. The less pills I’m on the better. But sleep is important and staying up late with my thoughts is not the most pleasant experience.

At least now I have you guys to talk and write to, to pass the time.

Restlessly,

D

#cigarette #chainsmoker #insomia #nicotine #dear diary #diary entry

[whentherewerebicycles]

boy oh boy that was another long night of very scary dreams. I never seem to dream about the pregnancy itself but I often have dreams where I am terrifyingly vulnerable in some way, usually to someone or something that is stalking me and means me great harm. then it is hard to fall back asleep because I have to turn the lights on and re-remember where I am and wake up enough that I don’t plunge right back into it. shudder!!!!! I don’t LIKE it!!!!!!! but here is a photo of joyful summer Pip lying in a bed of little plants to banish all that.

here’s the day:

5-5:30 take dogs out & grab coffee

5:30-5:50 coffee/lounge

6-7 shower, get ready, make breakfast, pack snacks for the day

7-8 drive in rush hour ughhh

8-10 ultrasound appt

10-12 send outreach emails, print/read/take notes on articles for tomorrow's workshop, and uhh i feel like i did something else in this time but i can't remember now

12-1 JS mtg

send in TPI form

1-2 DW check-in

2-3 team mtg

head home around 3:30ish maybe?

4-5ish walk dogs (aim for 40-45 min loop if you can)

wow having to feed yourself just never stops does it but maybe I can grab bread on the way home and make an easy sandwich

6:30-10 choir rehearsal

return home and zzzzz immediately

[prettynhot]

13.01.2024 Sat restarting,revolving n readjusting.

new day,new me:) i’ll start talking about last night first. after i logged in here with my journal update, i left my course place n got home. while i was walking though, i witnessed the first snow falling in my city for this winter!

the snow was incredibly pretty and delicately falling with a slight cold breeze. the breeze moved my hair quite romantically, i was blushing from the cold so with my cute red cheeks n red nose, delicate snowflakes in my hair n outfit, i looked and felt like i was in a movie. people were passing by with literal awes and someone even offered to carry my bag for me! people are so nice <33

after i got home i ate my dinner,got some sweets and as i sat down to relax,i fell asleep😭 i woke up to a call from my sister, facetiming me to ask what to wear for her bday celebration. she just turned 30 this year! i still cant believe she is 30 now,she has that young aura n energy which makes everyone feel like she’d be in her 20s forever. crazy that shes stepping into her 30s now. im excited for this new chapter in her life, feel like its going to be her best one yet:)

after talking to my sister, i got up,changed from my outdoor clothes to my comfy sweatpants n thin,soft long sleeve,grabbed water n cleaned up my room a bit. after that i shopped online for a while and danced for at least 2 hours.

it was soo much fun!!! i hadnt danced in a quite long while n totally forgot how in touch with my femininity n grounded it makes me feel! while i was dancing ag’s new song played, titled ‘yes and’ which i quite liked!! then i saw that time flew by n it was nearly 12 am, which i was waiting for in order to celebrate my sister’s bday:) we facetimed at 12 exactly n i even blew candles for her! she got so happy n told me all about the presents she got n how her bday celebration went. we talked a bit but i needed to study so i had to hang up :(

then, since i had not studied at all ever since i got home,i sat down n studied for a good 2 hours, brushed my teeth n my hair n had a nice night sleep😴

woke up in a good mood, drank my morning water n had a filling, delicious breakfast with a good load of veggies, a whole lot of protein n some carbs. it was soo yummyy^^

then i got ready, decided to postpone the glamming for my little tc thing, since i didnt want a crush to get in the way of how my exam goes, knowing i wouldnt be as comfortable in all glam.

so i took the exam! it went quite nice at first but as time went by, nearing the end of the 3 hrs, my focus got harder to maintain n i didnt even realize i had a headache from constrating so hard! even though i didnt feel like i did as good as i was capable of, it still wasnt horrible n i know the result will be decent. so im pleased yet eager to do more!

after the exam, i had a class with my teacher:) the one whom i have a little crush on:) he was exceptionally smiley today! he asked me how my exam went, kiinda checked me out(i mightve even made it up honestly😭but lowkey felt it though!) chatted with us for a while. then his class starts, as usual hes very interactive with with everyone n me, jokes around n stuff.

one thing i really like about him is that he always looks at me while he’s telling a story about himself or anything personal really. its as if like hes telling that to me only as he is only making eye contact with me. it makes me feel super special!

it was quite hot in the classroom so i wanted to open the windows yet he was cold so he didnt want me to,and joked about that the whole class.

and he even came rlly close n sat beside me.specifically right beside me. just to talk to me.

UGHHHHHHHH

losing my pretty mind over that.

this man literally tried to sit on the heater to talk😭hes also absurd sometimes.

AND ALSO!!

HE TALKED ABOUT HOW HE IS TRYING TO NOT BREAK STUDENTS HEARTS NOW. WHILE LOOKING AT ME. HE WAS LIKE ‘IM WATCHING MY WORDS NOW SINCE I DONT WANT TO BREAK ANYONES HEART’. WHILE LOOKING AT ME. CUZ I TOLD HIM HE HURT ME THE OTHER DAY??

look, i might be delusional(likely) but come on, what would you think in my shoes?

i’d like to think that it was intentional so i will:)

n that was all for my little crush talk.

after his class i stayed on the place where i took my courses to study a bit more. while i was there, one of the founders of that place, offered me fruits n even cut them up for me🥹 hes usually an unusually cold man so i was quite suprised! but it made me very happy nonetheless!

after i was done, while i was leaving the course i came by the owner of the course place n chatted with him for a while, he’s the bestest! hes very intelligent and sweet!

that’s all i have for today! i texted with one of my best friends as well, we promised to meet this monday to visit our national library. we’ll see how everything goes!

im trying to readjust n revolve, into the girl who is disgustingly overeducated, into the girl who is balanced and feminine, into the girl who has everything together in her life<3

same time tomorrow?

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[lizeng]

Tips for mom on newborn schedule

My second boy is now over a month old. Having experience taking care of our first child, adapting to the second one doesn't feel as difficult. For around 15 days, he only wakes up once during the night. Around 25 days, he drinks more than 6 oz at night and sleeps through from 11 pm to 5:30 am, giving my husband and me enough rest to stay energized during the day. However, there are some tips I want to note down if other moms ask how I managed it.

The most helpful book I read about newborn schedules is "Doctor Denmark Said it." It's an old book, and some practices may not be well accepted by modern parents. Nonetheless, I believe in its value not only because Doctor Denmark had decades of experience as a pediatrician but also because being a parent has been the oldest role since humans existed. I'm sure parents in the older days or in cultures where moms don't get maternity leave had to raise their baby in a way that didn't sacrifice their own sleep or health.

The most helpful advice I got from the book is the four-hour feeding schedule and keeping the baby awake at night (7-10 PM) before they go to sleep around 10 or 11 pm. However, practicing the above isn't as easy as you might think.

4-Hour Feeding Schedule

Hearing a baby cry so desperately often compels moms to feed their babies right away. Additionally, babies tend to fall asleep during feeding, resulting in inadequate milk intake that cannot sustain them for four hours. In such cases, babies end up snacking and waking up within 1-2 hours because they still feel hungry. Here are my tips for moms to establish a 4-hour feeding schedule:

Don't strictly adhere to the specific times mentioned in the book, such as 6 am, 10 am, 2 pm, 6 pm, and 10 pm. As long as there is a 3.5-4 hour gap between meals, it works perfectly fine to feed the baby at 8:00 am and again around 12:00 noon. For instance, my baby won't sleep until 11:00-11:30 pm, and I'm okay with that.

When the baby cries out of hunger, try to wait for a little while. I usually aim for the next round hour, which helps stretch the time gap between meals gradually. For example, if my baby wakes up at 3:17 pm and cries for feeding, I would comfort him and delay feeding until 3:30 pm. Particularly at night, if he cries for milk around 10:37 pm, I make him wait until 11:00 pm, ensuring he is hungry enough to drink more.

When the baby falls asleep while eating, consider changing the diaper during the feeding session. My baby tends to fall asleep after I feed him one side of my breast. Instead of changing the diaper when he wakes up crying, I usually change it after he falls asleep during feeding. The sudden movement and exposure to the cold air wake him up, making him realize he is still hungry. When he is awake and ready for more milk, I feed him from the other side of my breast. This usually satisfies him afterward.

By following these strategies, moms can establish a 4-hour feeding schedule for their babies, promoting a more regular routine and ensuring their nutritional needs are met.

Keeping Baby Awake after Dinner

This tip plays a significant role in helping babies sleep through the night. However, it can be challenging to keep them awake between 6-10 pm if they are genuinely sleepy. Here's what I usually do:

Allow them to sleep as much as they need before dinner so that their waking hours align with the nighttime.

Give the baby a shower before the last feeding. Regardless of whether they are full or hungry, the shower will awaken them. Extend the shower time to more than 30 minutes.

Engage in skin-to-skin time or tummy time with the baby. These activities can be done right after their shower while they are still awake. Both exercises require the baby to exert effort to lift their head, making them uncomfortable and preventing them from falling asleep.

My baby tends to eat a lot at night, sometimes continuously for 3 hours or consuming 6-9 oz all at once. After feeding him the last meal of the day, he is ready to sleep and won't wake up until 5-6 hours later.

With our first baby, we were extra cautious, and he slept in the same room until he was around 6 months old. Each time the baby made a noise, it would wake me up, and I never had enough rest. For our second baby, here are the things that helped improve our sleep: always allowing the baby to fall asleep on his own without relying on being held, and placing the baby in a separate room at night.

Overall, these tips have been discovered and learned along the way. As time passes, it's easy to forget them. That's why I'm writing them down to benefit more moms who may seek help in the future.

#parenting #mom

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Vertebrae

MSR | words: 518 | AO3 | @nosebleedclub October prompt: vertebrae | tagging @today-in-fic

Very early on in their partnership, Mulder rested his hand on the small of Scully's back. Like the chemistry between them, it came naturally, without much conscious thought. He had to be close to her, as if gravity had shifted around her. Later, he hugged her. Even later, he kissed her.

The first time he told her he loved her, a star formed in his lungs, emitted flares up his throat, spilled light out of his mouth, so bright it blinded him.

And now, he gets to see her fall asleep and wake up next to him. That morning, he wakes up before her – his insomnia isn't as bad as it used to be, but he usually needs less sleep than her. She's lying on her side, facing him. He rests his hand on the small of her back. Her skin is soft and warm. He runs his hand up to her shoulder blades, and back down again, feeling the indentations of her spine under his fingertips. She stirs and without opening her eyes, she shifts closer to him, wraps her arm around him and buries her face in the crook of his neck.

"I love you," he says.

He's used to saying it now, but the warmth in his chest is still here; this star will never burn out. She rests her head back on her pillow, her hair spread out in a sun corona, and smiles at him.

"I love you too," she replies before kissing him.

He slowly drags his hand along her vertebrae again and continues kissing her. She smiles against his lips. Her spine is a puzzle piece that fits only with him. For all of his supernatural beliefs, he doesn't believe in fate. It could be comforting to think they were destined to be together, but they chose to be together. He chose her, and he'd choose her over and over again.

Mulder doesn't seem to want to stop running his fingers over her back anytime soon, so Scully decides to indulge him – and herself, because his touch is always soothing and comforting – and shifts on her stomach to give him better access. She stretches and sighs as he starts kissing her neck. She can spend the whole day like this, letting him kiss her everywhere. He continues kissing her back, and when he reaches her tattoo, he traces the ouroboros with his finger. Unending. Infinity – that's how much time he wants to spend with her. He kisses all her other vertebrae – she's small, but she takes so much space in his life. He settles back next to her, looks at her, and the star inside of him pulsates to the rhythm of his heart.

"What are you thinking about ?" she asks.

"The future."

"It's too early for you to be that cryptic."

"You'll always be part of my future."

"I intend to."

She kisses him and rests her head on his chest. It's the weekend, she can sleep as much as she wants. She lets herself drift back to sleep, listening to his heartbeat and feeling his love in her bones.

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[shallyne]

Because you're my Friend Part 2

Part 1 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7 | Part 8 | Part 9 | Part 10 | Part 11 | Part 12 (Alternative Ending)

I still don't know if there will be more parts. Like I said, when inspiration strikes! Here's part 2. I really hope I get some inspiration because I like this series :)

TW: none

Feyre begins to feel more comfortable around Rhys

It was a shock to Feyre that Nayas Mac'n'Cheese were absolutely delicious. She still thought about it now, sitting in Rhys's room.

"You can sit on the bed or on the floor." Rhys said when she entered his room. It was cleaner than Feyre thought. She imagined chaos everywhere, for whatever reason. It was the exact opposite, it was clean and tidy. Not one thing out of place. Feyre didn't know why she was so surprised, he lived in a mansion. They probably had maids and what not.

When she sat on Rhysands bed she let out a sigh. "Wow."

Rhys was looking for something in his desk. When he heard Feyre he turned his head to her and asked with a smile "What?"

"It's so comfy. It's like sitting on a marshmallow." Feyre said. She didn't remember ever laying in a bed so comfortable. She knew that she did lay in a bad that comfortable once, before her family lost everything. After her mothers death. She knew but it was so long ago that she didn't remember how it felt.

Rhys was silent for a minute until he said "Yes, it is." he turned to her fully now, a writing pad and some pens in his hand. As he sat on the other side of the bed he asked. "When do you have to work?"

"Seven." Feyre answered.

"Okay, so we'll leave 6:45." he said.

"First of all, no." Feyre answered. "I'll need longer than that. Second, what do you mean we?"

He looked at her as if she's crazy. "I'll drive you. I drove you here and I'll drive you to work."

Feyre was about to snap something but she remembered their talk from earlier. About being friends. So she let herself fall back on Rhys's bed and said "Thanks."

He waved his hand as he asked "Do you work tomorrow?"

"Yep." Feyre answered.

"Same shift?"

"Yep." she repeated.

"So you'll have time to meet at the library after school?" he asked.

"I would have time but why would we go to the library?" Feyre asked.

"Because it's Stryga and she prefers it old-school." Rhys answered.

"We can lie and say we found that stuff in some of these stupid books."

"Nope." Rhys said. "Trust me, I'd prefer it to not use a thousand old books, too, but she knows. Somehow Stryga knows."

Feyre snorted. Their teacher was always...well, special. Rhys wrote something on his writing pad and he said something but Feyre didn't listen. She couldn't listen as she drifted off into sleep.

She just realized that she even fell asleep when someone softly touched her shoulder. Rhys. Rhys touched her shoulder. "Feyre." he said quietly.

"Hm?" she asked.

"It's 6:30. You'll have to work soon." he said softly.

Feyre opened her eyes. Rhys sat beside her. "I fell asleep?"

He nodded and smiled. "Don't worry, you don't snore. But you drooled a little."

She rolled her eyes as used her sleeve to wipe over her face. Rhys kept his promise and drove her to work. He even let her freshen up a little before they had to go. Feyre quickly washed her face and braided her braid new. Not even 10 minutes later they stood before the diner.

"Alright." Rhys said, putting his hands in his pockets. "I'll see you tomorrow."

"Thank you." Feyre said.

"Don't mention it, Feyre darling." he said.

"Feyre Darling?" she asked. "Really?"

Rhys just smirked as he made his way back to his car. "Have a good shift!"

A smile tugged on Feyres lips as she entered the diner. That night she was back home at 2 again. Again she took a quick shower before she fell into her bed.

The next school day was the same. Feyre was exhausted and barely listened in class. She sat on her usual spot during lunch break when Rhys came to her and slid a box to her.

"What is that?" Feyre asked.

"It's the rest of my lunch. My mom hates it when I don't eat everything and it's too good for Cassian to inhale." Rhys said, sitting doing beside her. Not waiting for an invitation.

Feyre opened his lunch box "Did you even eat anything?"

Rhys laughed. "I ate enough, she's always packing way too much."

"And she's mad because you don't eat it all?" Feyre asked.

Rhys just shrugged and changed the topic "You still good for meeting at the library later?"

Feyre nodded as she slid a grape into her mouth. "Yeah."

Rhys nodded and looked at her shirt. Feyre looked down. It was the same shirt she wore yesterday. She didn't know why Rhys would stare at it like that, it was still fine. Yes, it had a few holes but they were so small that they were barely visible. It wasn't dirty, either. Feyre had that much dignity left.

When Rhys realized he was staring he quickly looked away. He opened his mouth when the bell began ringing, signaling the next class. Feyre was about to give him his lunchbox but he declined, saying she should keep it for now and that she can give it to him later. Then they parted.

Feyre emptied the whole lunchbox while she hid in the library, skipping PE. The rest of the time she used to search for books, for Rhys's and her project. She still didn't get why they couldn't just look up this stuff in the internet but Rhys would know what he did, after all he was the one who always got the good grades.

She didn't have to wait long for Rhys to join her. He looked surprised when he saw her, Feyre didn't if it was because of the books or because she was already her. Or because she was here at all. Which, honestly, kinda offended her. She said she would be here and she never broke a promise her entire life. A damn promise kept her in this city, working at the diner while still going to school.

Without saying something she slid the lunchbox to Rhys. Without saying something he put it into his backpack.

"You already got the books." Rhys said.

"I hope they're the ones we need. I just got whatever sounds right." Feyre said.

He smiled at her as he sat opposite from her "They're perfect."

He took half of the book stack and slid a piece of paper towards Feyre. "I made a list yesterday about all the stuff we need, just look for it and write it out. It doesn't have to be pretty, we worry about presentation later."

Feyre nodded and pulled her half of the book stack to herself. They began working in comfortable silence, even if she felt Rhys watching a few times. She didn't care. She didn't say anything, kept her snarky comments to herself. He was her friend.

Feyre wasn't even halfway through her book stack when he took a book from her.

"What are you doing?" she asked.

"I am done with my stack." he said. Feyre looked up from her notes. He was right, he was already done with his part. "Oh." Feyre said, looking at her books. Was she that slow?

"Don't worry." he said. "I didn't find much, you're writing more."

A look at his notes proved that that was a lie but she kept her mouth shut and they continued to work in silence.

"Rhys!" chirped suddenly a voice behind her. She turned around to see Mor coming to their table. She smiled brightly as she said "Hey Feyre."

"Hey." she said, trying to smile back. She talked to Mor sometimes during their english class. They were friendly but they weren't friends. Seeing Mor here, smiling at Feyre, she realized that that was probably her fault, too.

She turned to Rhys as she asked."I don't want to stress but are you done soon? Or do we have to call your mom to pick us up?"

"I told you to ask mom." Rhys said.

"I know." Mor said, sighing. "We just thought you'll be done a little earlier. Cassian gets hangry."

Rhys snorted. "We're not done yet, call mom."

"Alright." Mor said. As she fished her phone out of her pocket she smiled at Feyre "I like your braid."

Feyre touched her braid. She didn't put any effort into it, she just quickly braided it this morning. Still, she smiled at the sincerity in Mors tone and said "Thank you."

Mor smiled again and walked out of the library, already calling Rhys's mom.

"Talking of calling." Rhys said. "I need your phone number. So we don't have make super spontaneous plans here in school."

"I am alright with making super spontaneous plans." Feyre said.

"Then give me your number to talk about other stuff." he said.

Feyre sighed. "Alright." Rhys gave her his phone and she typed in her number. After that they worked through the rest of the books. Because it was already late when they finished, Rhys drove her home. Not much later she got a text from an unknown number.

Unknown: 'Hey, it's Rhys! Do you want to hang out tomorrow?'

Unknown: 'Not working on our project, just hanging out'

Feyre: Wow, you don't want to work on our project? That's crazy!

Rhys: Funny. We made good progress today, I don't see why we couldn't take a break.

Feyre wrote about 200 responses that she deleted again because they all sounded too excited. She ended up with

Feyre: Alright, sounds good :)

She put her phone away and sighed. Feyre stood up and began cleaning their apartment. It was already messy again because she wasn't home yesterday to clean. So, the little time she had before work she used to clean. In a unusually good mood this time.

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[undertakerslxt]

Get ready for this.

1-30 for Alex and Jelena.

oooohhhh boy! okay! here we go!

1. who is the most affectionate?

hmm.... jelena. alex is just a little reserved when it comes to affection, mainly due to her past. jelena is helping her work past that though!

2. big spoon/little spoon?

alex is definitely big spoon and jelena is little spoon

3. most common argument?

either jelena worried about alex's dangerous missions or alex arguing that jelena deserved much better than what her family treated her like. or jelena saying the same about alex's handlers. basically, one of them trying to convince the other they deserved a better childhood and family and they're worthy of love, and shouldn't think of themselves as worthless

4. favorite non-sexual activity?

cuddling, or baking. alex also likes to read or sing to jelena, especially to help her fall asleep after nightmares.

5. who is most likely to carry the other?

oh, alex definitely carries jelena around everywhere when jelena lets her.

6. what is their favorite feature of their partner’s?

alex adores jelena's personality. she's beautiful, of course, but her personality is even more so, and it's why alex fell in love with her in the first place.

7. what’s the first thing that changes when they realize they have feelings for the other?

alex starts going out on less missions because of jelena’s worry, but would also start being more shy around ber. i think jelena would bake more for alex and make sure she ate properly more often.

8. nicknames? & if so, how did they originate?

alex (like will) calls jelena her sunshine or ray of sunshine, because jelena is her light in the dark. i think jelena sticks with usual nicknames like darling or sweetheart.

9. who worries the most?

honestly? both of them, it depends on the situation. alex is constantly worried about jelena’s safety from other reapers or demons. jelena probably frets like crazy when alex leaves on a mission and doesn’t get home until late.

10. who remembers what the other one always orders at a restaurant?

i think jelena here, because she pays attention to the small details more. she’d know what alex wants almost anywhere. alex tends to be a more bigger picture person, so she might not always remember exactly what jelena wants but she’ll make up for it with the overall romantic date night they’re probably on.

11. who tops?

oh, alex for sure

12. who initiates kisses?

alex more often as she likes kissing jelena randomly, but they both initiate fairly often

13. who reaches for the other’s hand first?

i think jelena would be more likely to reach for alex’s hand more often

14. who kisses the hardest?

again, alex

15. who wakes up first?

probably alex, just because she likes to be up before the sun to work in her lab. but on her days off, she sleeps in and jelena will probably wake up first.

16. who wants to stay in bed just a little longer?

alex will definitely be the first to try to convince jelena to skip work and snuggle her just a little longer. she’s definitely run late because she was too comfy snuggling her partner that morning

17. who says I love you first?

honestly… i could see alex doing it once she gets comfortable with jelena enough to know jelena won’t leave her.

18. who leaves little notes in the other’s one lunch? (Bonus: what does it usually say?)

definitely jelena, and it can probably range from ‘i love you’ to encouraging notes about her day. (alex keeps them all in a scrapbook in her office).

19. who tells their family/friends about their relationship first?

this is tricky. considering neither of them really have surviving family besides one or two people, i’d have to go with alex since violet would know way before jelena’s family (if they ever found out).

20. what do their family/friends think of their relationship?

violet’s delighted, of course. she just wants to know when she can come over for jelena’s cooking. if mara and don or jelena’s parents ever found out… well, they’d definitely disapprove. the rest of jelena and alex’s friends wholeheartedly support them and will fight anyone who even looks at them weird

21. who is more likely to start dancing with the other?

alex randomly starts dancing with jelena because she has so much energy and happiness… so her

22. who cooks more/who is better at cooking?

definitely jelena. she taught alex how to cook without burning the whole house down. alex is still learning but she mostly just likes to be there to steal kisses and flirt with her wife about anything, especially how beautiful she looks. but yeah, jelena definitely wins in the kitchen and when it comes to food.

23. who comes up with cheesy pick up lines?

…alex. considering she’s constantly plotting to use her new dad jokes or cheesy pickup lines to hear jelena laugh, definitely alex wins here.

24. who whispers inappropriate things in the other’s ear during inappropriate times?

again, alex. what? jelena’s adorable when she’s blushing in public from one of alex’s innuendos!

25. who needs more assurance?

hmm… they both need it. but alex also has come to terms with her childhood and never really having a home until jelena came along, so she’s probably comforting jelena more, and she will always do so. she only wants her wife to be happy.

26. what would be their theme song?

okay… so i have a few. first, for the times before jelena and alex became reapers, i would say alex’s song to jelena is in case you don’t live forever by ben platt. jelena is alex’s hero, and she adores jelena, and sometimes she can’t always properly express it so this would be an apt expression.

then, after they become reapers, her song to jelena would be either light or i’ll keep you safe by sleeping at last

27. who would sing to their child back to sleep?

hmm. i think… jelena.

28. what do they do when they’re away from each other?

is ‘waiting for her to come home’ a viable answer for alex? no, but seriously, alex will count down the days until jelena comes home, even the hours, and then scoop her up into a million hugs and kisses. she might read a book in the meantime, though

29. one headcanon about this OTP that breaks your heart

that they probably both still have nightmares and alex is sometimes convinced jelena will leave her for someone better. during these moments, she’ll cling to jelena more than ever. also, if she lost jelena, alex honestly would probably go insane because jelena is the most important thing in the world to her. alex simply could not lose her.

30. one headcanon about this OTP that mends it

that more than once, their love for each other has been the key to them saving each other. and that whenever alex goes on missions to other countries, she brings back little souvenirs for her wife, partly to reassure her alex will always come home to her.

#williamtshakespears #rp #jelena spears #jelena taylor #alexandra coldwater #i have a playlist for them if you want it #uwu #i hope you liked this #i’m sorry it took so long

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josh kiszka. #3 & #47

3 has already been done for josh

47. “come to bed. i can’t sleep without you next to me.”

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josh was finally home from tour, but that also meant that he was beginning the work for their new album.

although you were so proud of how far he has come, and realizing how much he loves what he does, you wanted him to yourself sometimes.

and that time was when he is home, when he actually has time to spend with you. unfortunately, that also means you have to share him with his music.

every day, since he had returned, it was the same routine. you wake up, have breakfast with josh, and then he spends the rest of the afternoon working on new lyrics and potential guitar riffs for jake.

in doing this, he locks himself in his office, so that he can get everything he needs to get out without any distractions.

you expressed your wish for him to spend a bit more time with you, but he was so deep in his music that the time was just him laying in your arms, or the other way around, and him working on lyrics.

you were happy with anything, really. and you were also so happy with how productive he was being.

when nighttime came around, he usually stays up until midnight, when you're already fast asleep, coming to bed and falling asleep by pulling you into his arms.

tonight, however, you were far more desperate for josh's attention and for his comfort.

"josh?" you knock softly on the door of his office. he unlocks it and answers it in seconds.

"what's wrong, honey?" he questions.

"are you almost finished for the night?" he glances back at the desk and runs his hand through his messy curls.

"almost. there's this one verse of lyrics that i have to flush out and then i should be done." he gives you a sweet kiss before backing into the room again and going back to his desk.

you lay in bed for the rest of the night, though by midnight, he still wasn't back. you decided to stay up and wait for him, expecting him to be done anytime soon. but 12:30 rolls around, and he is still missing.

you decide to go back to his office and beg him to come to bed with you. so, you knock a couple times, and once again, josh opens the door. he apepars far more exhausted now, though.

"come to bed. i can't sleep without you next to me," you murmur, pouting for good measure. josh chuckles and walks away, leaving the door open. he closes his journal and grabs it, turning the light off.

"alright," he says, defeated, taking a hold of your hand.

both of you settle into bed, you immediately curl up into josh's chest, sighing happily. your eyes flutter closed as josh tightens his arms around you.

#loisagraduate blurb event #jmk

[dreamslogs]

October 18, 2022: Log #72

🌩️Weather: Sunny with a high of 58, low of 40, humidity of 66%, feels like 55

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🎃8:30 AM: Wake up & do a quick morning routine

👻9:00 AM: Head to campus & eat breakfast on the way

I drank a vanilla premiere protein shake

🎃9:15 AM: Get to campus & go to Starbucks

I got a hot chai latte

👻9:30 AM: Sit in the Anthropology lounge & do work for Fiction Workshop

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🎵What I Listened to While Working: (G)I-DLE on shuffle

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🎃11:00 AM: Forensic Anthropology class

👻12:00 PM: Go to Which Wich for lunch & study for my Japanese midterm

I customized my own sandwich

🎃2:00 PM: Fiction Workshop

👻3:15 PM: Head home from campus

🎃3:45 PM: I ate a snack

I had pita chips & roasted red pepper hummus

👻4:00 PM: Drink coffee & read The Song of Achilles for a little bit

🎃4:45 PM: Get ready to do a study facetime call with my friend

👻5:00 PM: Study for my Japanese midterm with my friend

🎃7:30 PM: End the call & continue studying by myself while watching Schitt’s Creek

👻8:00 PM: Watch Pretty Little Liars with my roommate

🎃9:00 PM: Eat dinner

I ate chicken noodle soup

👻10:00 PM: Separate for bed

🎃10:15 PM: Play around with my phone & change all of my widgets and wallpapers

👻11:00 PM: Take a shower & do a nighttime routine

🎃11:45 PM: Settle down in bed & watch ASMR

👻12:15 AM: Take melatonin & scroll social media until I fall asleep

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🖋️Notes on the day🖋️

This Japanese midterm is going to kill me oh my god. I’m also exhausted, I can always feel the tiredness and just lay my head down on my desk and sleep. Ngl, I don’t think that’s too normal lol but hopefully it goes away. I also liked being able to get work done when I usually have Historical Archaeology because another class is on a trip and my professor chaperoned. Kind of wish I always had a break. A negative is that most of my friends were gone too. They should be back tomorrow though!

#anthropology #reading #self improvement #daily log #daily routine #diary #personal #self motivation #studying #what i eat in a day #writing #aesthetic #langblr #mental health #college #college life #studyblr #chronic illness #migraines #productivity #japanese #the song of achilles #schitt's creek #asmr #(g)idle #spotify