#(I may also take a nap today LOL 'cause I'm tired.)

[academicazura]

4 / 250 days of productivity • May 31st

i had such a tired day. despite sleeping for 6 h and 45 min, i took like a 2 hour nap in the afternoon, AND i'm almost falling asleep writing this at 11.30?? it must be the heat and also, sometimes people just get tired, lol, but it's very inconvenient!

i noticed my sweet peas are starting to grow already, i'm so happy!

today i

went grocery shopping

went for a walk

took a nap

spent some time on my bullet journal, cause holy crab it's June tomorrow

calculated my grade average

spent quite a lot of time taking notes on The Dawn of Day, even if i haven't gotten very far yet. it's a slow book, and if you know Nietzsche you know what it's like. he likes his writing lento.

📖: The Dawn of Day, 10%

🎧: tystnar i luren, Miriam Bryant & Victor Leksell

[icycoldninja]

OKAY-!

So I've been wanting to request something for a hot minute from y’all; Vergil (or Nero..? Idk if you do stuff for him tbh) having to warm-up with a Male reader during a blizzard???

(👉👈 Never done a request before so idk how much to put. I love your work and can't wait to read more from you (/p)!)

AAAAAA I KNOW U, U ALWAYS REBLOG MY WORKS WITH THOSE HILARIOUS TAGS! I've also read your stuff on ao3! I love your works too! I'm so glad you requested! I chose to do Vergil cause I like writing for him more than Nero lol; hope you enjoy!💜💜💜

Warm-Up (Vergil x Male!Reader)

Bonus pic I pulled off Pinterest for ya cuz y'all deserve it 💜

You shivered in your seat, goosebumps breaking out across your skin. A blizzard raged on outside, rattling the walls of your house and, via several drafts in said walls, lowered the overall temperature to lows your poor human body couldn't handle. You continued shuddering, wrapping your arms around yourself in an attempt to keep warm, futile as it was. You were just so cold, for an indescribable reason, no matter how many layers of clothes you threw on or how many blankets you piled on, you were freezing. It was like you were cursed, cursed to be eternally chilly.

The front door clicked, then swung open; Vergil stomped in, covered in snow. "Y/N?" He called, peeking around the corner and finding you curled up on the couch, swaddled in blankets and thick clothes. "What is going on?" He demanded, raising a thin white eyebrow at you. "I'm cold." You grumbled, tugging the blankets tighter around you as another strong wind shook the house and chilled the room even further. "Cold?" Vergil repeated, confused. He had never felt cold in his life, being an ice demon and whatnot. Nonchalantly, he stalked away to remove the snow from his person and change into dry clothes. A few moments later, he rejoined you in the living room, only to find a pile of blankets where you once had been seated. "Y/N? Where did you go?" A hand--your hand--shot up from within the mountain of bedclothes. "Right here, Verg. Right here, freezing my ass off." Vergil sighed, then began shifting the blankets aside to get to your trembling, nearly numb-with-cold form. "You lack motivation," He stated, shoving the blankets aside, then taking a seat on the couch and rearranging them in his lap. "A mere bit of cold is nothing; such a trivial inconvenience should mean nothing to you." While those words may have sounded harsh and derogatory, they were in fact, meant to be motivating--and they were.

"I...I guess you're right," You admitted, sighing and sitting up. "it shouldn't bother me, but it does." Vergil scoffed, then dragged you by the arm over into his lap. With a grumpy huff that was probably caused by embarrassment for his uncharacteristically soft behavior today, he began to wrap you up like a burrito. Once he was done, he scooped you up and cradled you in his arms like a mother with her baby.

You were confused at first, but soon relaxed into your new blanket cocoon. "Are you warm now?" Vergil asked, after a few moments of silence. Believe it or not, you were. The cocoon, combined with Vergil's furnace-like body heat, did wonders for your own body temperature, warming you up much more efficiently compared to all the other methods you previously tried. "Yes, I am," You murmured, rather enjoying this treatment. "Good. I suppose I can unwrap you now, correct?" You shrugged, not really wanting to leave Vergil's lap. "If you don't mind....a little longer?" Vergil gave you a side-eye that could have withered flowers, but said nothing and made no attempt to move you. You yawned, now that you'd been warmed up, you were starting to feel a little sleepy. "Tired?" He inquired, bouncing his leg so as to rock you easier. "Yeah, a little," You sighed, yawning again. "I'm gonna take a nap...wake me in a few hours, ok?" Vergĺil nodded, pressing a quick kiss to your forehead. "Very well." As you closed your eyes and began to drift off to sleep, you could have sworn you heard him mumble "Sweet dreams, my little lump of coverlets."

[bevercges]

🐭 • So, since my drafts are extremely low again, I’m going to go back to doing stuff on this blog: mainly icons for Scott’s FBW verse and getting rid of my crossover verses altogether. This is because not only I am no longer motivates to try having these up (and develop them), but because I am no longer interested in the fandoms I had crossover verses for. Could it bring crossover verses back at some point? Sure. But not any time soon, so I’m going to be keeping it simple.

[rppik]

1/2/2020

...aka 1/3/2020, 3 am, guess who slept in until an obscene hour, still managed to take a nap a couple hours later, and only decided to feel Awake in the late evening? This girlll. Check it out, I got progress done on that drawing tho:

So yeah, we had a Tired™️ day today, I'm trying not to get all self-hatey about it lol. I did!! Make a casserole tho!! Without really knowing what I was doing!! And it still turned out pretty damn good in my opinion, runny af but still tasty lol. Little broski didn't eat it, the poor guy's doing better today but is still pretty wiped out. Here's hoping he'll have more energy tomorrow, maybe he can eat the leftovers while me and mom are out of town for a while. He doesn't deserve to spend part of his winter break feeling like crud.

Also I fucking woke up from my maybe depression nap to find out Trump organized an assassination on an important Iranian official? And like,, ????? Starting the decade out with a bang, the motherfucker got impeached so he decides to say "fuck it" and make a move that may or may not cause a war, sick, real cool. I still don't know shit about it because my anxiety gets real bad at night and frankly I figure there will be more info about it tomorrow anyways;;. Figured I'd make note of it here anyways since it could end up being really important. I'm not sure what's gonna come out of this... Like, I'm assuming this guy was a threat, but,, again, not gonna think about it right now.

In other news, I finally found bees in Minecraft lmao. I brought one over to the lil sacred garden I got going on (I want to draw out my area for this journal sometime, I think it's neat, I've got a sacred garden n shit). I named her Lucile.

I also briefly dreamt about an old highschool pal of mine. It was really nice. I won't drop names, but if future me's reading this, it was the guy I sat behind on the bus. Nothing of note happened, I just remember talking to him a bit and waking up feeling ":)". He's a good guy, I hope he's doing well in college. Wonder if he's still writing? He seemed to really enjoy it, I hope he has time for it.

I'm actually getting sleepy again, which is great because I do need to be up in like,,, 8 hours at most. Yeet. Writing all this does seem to help chill me out, maybe it'll be a good bedtime habit in general :0?

Anywho, I'm out~