#I am so sleepy this is just procrastinating

[origami10]

Tagged by @apomaro-mellow !

Completed this picrew as realistic as you can and this uquiz

I definitely own both those sweaters so that part at least is very accurate

If you see this and want to do it, tag me back!

[hood-ex]

There are less than 600 works in The New Teen Titans category. This has to be rectified *Jack Skellington voice* immediately!

[undertale-fic-librarby]

Delightful Distraction

A genderswapped FluffyNight drabble to celebrate reaching 300 followers! This was briefly looked over & written in two sittings! Happy reading!

Ccino hums quietly to the music that's playing in the otherwise quiet café & picks up the dirty dishes of the table that had just left, leaving the building free of customers for the time being.

Carrying the plates carefully with both hands, she walks into the back where the kitchen is & deposits the dirty dishes into the sink, already filled with plates from earlier in the day.

Ccino debates with herself for a moment before grabbing a pair of dish washing gloves from nearby & slipping them on. She might as well take advantage of the lack of customers & get a head start on washing up.

Scrubbing away at a dirty cup, Ccino's unaware of a presence approaching her from behind until there are suddenly arms wrapped around her waist, causing her to jump & tighten her grip on the mug in her hand in surprise.

Looking over her shoulder, Ccino glares at the grinning face behind her, huffing in annoyance. "Was that really necessary?" Nightmare lets out a quiet chuckle as she tightens her hold around Ccino, resting her head on the other's shoulder.

"No, but it was funny." She mumbles softly in response to the question, pressing a soft kiss against Ccino's neck in apology. "Will you ever find it in yourself to forgive me?"

Ccino rolls her eyelights & sighs with a shake of her skull, unable to keep the smile off of her face as she turns back to face the sink. "I don't know, what will you do to make it up to me?"

Nightmare hums as she thinks, grin softening into a smile as she tries to come up with a satisfying reply. "I could always make dinner for us tonight?"

Ccino stands straight & pulls away from Nightmare's hold slightly to look at her, a look of panic on her face as she frantically tries to backtrack. "N-No, it's fine! No further apology needed, I'm good!"

Nightmare huffs with a pout, reluctantly pulling away & taking a step back from the other. "What exactly are you trying to say?"

Ccino pauses to take off the gloves she's wearing before turning to face Nightmare fully. "Honey, you know I love you," she takes the other's hands into hers, squeezing them softly as she meets Nightmare's gaze & continues speaking, "but your cooking could use some work."

Nightmare frowns as if she's upset, but shrugs after a moment as a smile forms on her face again. "Yeah, that's fair." She squeezes Ccino's hands in return, leaning in & pressing a chaste kiss against the other's teeth.

Ccino hums as she goes to kiss Nightmare again, unsatisfied with how short the last one was, only to jump at the sound of the bell hanging in front of the door ringing & signaling the presence of a customer.

She pulls away in a panic, adjusting her apron with a light blush on her face as she walks away from Nightmare & back out to the actual café area, calling out to the customer. "Just a moment!"

Nightmare watches as Ccino walks away with a pout, tentacles drooping in disappointment as she hears her begin to take the customer's order. She had hoped to have Ccino's attention for longer, but that clearly wasn't going to happen.

Nightmare looks over at the dirty dishes that she had distracted Ccino from, sighing & grabbing the gloves that the other had been using. She may as well help her darling out a little since she had distracted her.

[thotsfortherapy]

the idea that avoidance creates anxiety and anxiety creates avoidance has been so stuck in my head lately but it’s been helping notice whenever i do things because im avoiding work. like, why have i been on youtube for over an hour? why have i been napping for half the day? probably because i am avoiding something that is making me anxious! time to go do that thing so i can spend my life doing things i actually want to do!

[kingkaizen]

hi loves <3 i’m hoping to get one or two of my requests out either tmr or sunday so look out for those :)

[writingjourney]

I thought you are a Terzo stan already, no? 👁️_👁️

OHHHH EHHH of course I am. Of course I am 👀

I will say I haven't made enough of an effort to write for him which is obviously 100% my own fault. Thank you for exposing my shortcomings, anon, I will fix it as soon as I have an idea for a good fic.

I hereby accept humble offerings for said ideas if you have any that you think might inspire me. I will now go and live with the shame of this blasphemy, begging for forgiveness 😔✌🏼

[cranberrylane]

i've been getting poor quality sleep and not been able to fall asleep before 2am despite me being back on campus and doing more things in a day/walking around than i did on my break. what am i doing wrong :/

[hyperfixation-symposium]

Working on lore summary tommorow gonna be the WORST gotta grieve guapoduo all day 😔😔😔

[gremlin-girly]

Late Night

Pairing: Bucky x gn!reader (with one use of "doll")

Tags/warnings: FLUFF, mutual pining, Bucky crushing on you HARD, sleepy reader (again), friends to lovers, pet names (doll and sweetheart), a hint of angst bc of past trauma, mentions of past trauma (winter soldier), cuddling

Summary: After another late night at work, you refuse to let Bucky down and insist on still coming over to watch the movie you've both been trying to arrange a viewing of for the last few weeks. However, five minutes in you find yourself falling asleep...

Word count: 689

Not beta'd. Written this morning. I do not give permission for my work to be translated, reposted or fed into an AI machine.

A/N: I thought of this a while ago. Am I procrastinating the final installment? Yes. 🫠 I spent two hours editing it yesterday and have found something I don't like and want changed 🙃 oh well.... it should be out by the end of this week sorry Mel

And in typical Friday the 13th fashion i have slept 4hrs, forgot to book my taxi and there's a spider currently scuttling the floor and harassing me. Please send assistance 🥲- Love, Grem x

Masterlist | Busy Morning w/ Steve | The Bucky Barnes Collection

It's said that when animals feel safe around you, they fall asleep near you. Although Bucky wasn't surprised you'd fallen asleep (you'd been working so late recently it was understandable), he was surprised when your head hit his shoulder and even more surprised when you nuzzled against him.

His heart jackhammered painfully in his chest as he tried to control his breathing. He glanced down to where you'd taken residence against him, your soft cheeks pillowing you from the hard muscles in his shoulder. God, you looked perfect even when you slept.

Bucky's heart strings seized as he smiled down at your sleeping form. You felt safe around him. The Winter Soldier had killed so many people and had been a danger to everyone. Everyone was, at least in Bucky's mind, rightfully fearful of him or at least worried about him "snapping".

Everyone but you, it seemed.

When he'd first met you, you'd greeted him with a warm smile and a quick handshake. You didn't even bat an eyelid when you'd grabbed his left hand (the metal hand, the killing hand) and continued blabbering about welcoming him to S.H.I.E.L.D officially. He knew you'd be different from that moment but he didn't realise just how different.

Your sleepiness and lack of sleep was relatable to Bucky; nightmares, nightterrors and nighttime anxiety attacks had plagued him for months. You'd shared tips with him and whilst they weren't entirely helpful at times, there was a comfort there. You were someone he could speak to freely. In fact, he hadn't even told you about the nightmare nor had you asked. One morning at the compound, making coffee in the kitchen you'd only said, "trouble sleeping? I get the feeling. Apparently cherry juice helps."

He'd playfully joked back asking if he looked that bad and you'd grinned at him saying that he was still pretty to you.

It was the first time anyone had called him pretty.

How and when he fell for you he couldn't pin point. Maybe it was that first encounter, maybe it was when you called him pretty or maybe it was ten seconds ago when you fell asleep next to him, blissfully unaware at how you somehow managed to always turn his brain to mush.

"Doll?" Bucky murmurs, nudging your pudgy cheek with his shoulder and biting back a smile when you frown at him with your eyes closed. "The opening credits have barely started and you're falling asleep."

"Hmm? Hmm." You may have been willfully ignoring Bucky in favour of sleep but the facts remained that he was warm, cosy and smelled ridiculously good. Any excuse to stay asleep like this was an excuse worth using.

Bucky sighs and flicks the TV off, scooping you gently into his arms. You make one weak sound of protest but otherwise limply fall against him.

"I'm putting you to bed." He tells you, carrying you into his room and gently setting you onto the bed.

"'M not tired." You mumble curling into his covers as he tucks you in. Your surrounded by the smell of Bucky and the all too familiar fuzzy feeling warms your chest.

"Yeah, you are." Bucky chuckles softly. "Get some sleep. We can watch the movie tomorrow."

As he moves to leave, he hears your whispered request and he pauses.

"Stay with me?"

"Uh...." Bucky swallows. What he wouldn't give to stay next to you but you're sleep-addled brain is the one making the request.

"Please?" You mumble into the covers. "You're so warm. I feel so safe with you near me."

The bed dips as Bucky concedes to your request instantly but he doesn't dare touch you, no, not until you turn until him and snuggle against his chest and grumble a sleepy goodnight does he drape his arm around you and hold you close.

It takes a while for him to fall asleep, his mind racing with thoughts of you and what it meant that you felt safe enough to sleep in his bed with him in it. But when he does finally drift, it's the best night's sleep he's had in a long while.

[sergentreckless]

Hypothesis

Author’s Note: omg hi, I have been procrastinating this forever. Like I’ve had it basically all written for like a month and a half, I just refused to edit it ugh. School and work kicked my ass, so I had no energy at all. But here it is, it’s not the best thing I’ve written, but a lot of you seemed to love the teaser, so here is the finished result. If you came from the teaser, I am so so sorry I kept you waiting for so long, I love you. I hope you all enjoy! Please leave your thoughts on it, as I would love to hear what you think, and I am always looking to improve. And if you want to request anything, just send me a message lovelies!

Kisses,

Reckless

WC: 1331, she a short little baby

Summary: Scott comes home to his pretty girl on her period. This could be the perfect time to see if his theory is correct.

Warnings: domestic Scott, insinuation of sexy time, touching, feeling, loving, fluffyyyyyyy

Feeling the heavy dead bolt flip to the side of the door, Scott feels a sense of relief walking through the door frame. Yes, he loves chasing, but it’s all so over whelming. He needs time to relax, to wind down with his pretty girl resting on his chest. He always loved having you there, playing with the thick strands of hair that adorn your head. Scott would never admit to anyone just how much he loves having you so close, but it is his favorite feeling in the world. A close second is having your hands lost in his black locks, nails gently scraping over his scalp. He always melts right into your touch, the feeling of your scratches sending shivers down his spine every time. Clearly, I’ve missed her, Scott thinks to himself after envisioning the way your body rests against his.

He walks down the hallway of your shared apartment, taking large steps to get to your room as quickly as he can. Upon reaching your shared bedroom, Scott opens the door, only to be met with the sight of you curled in on yourself. The room is dark, so he thinks you might just be taking a nap. He quietly makes his way over to your bed, careful not to wake you. Trying his absolute hardest to cause the least amount of disruption, Scott delicately (at least tries to) sits himself on your shared bed, landing beside your sleeping figure. Relishing in the feeling of his muscles deflating as soon as he hits the bed, Scott feels instant relaxation. He feels so at ease, so natural, situated next to you. It’s his favorite place to be, right by your side.

He glances over at you, wanting to see your beautiful form after the long day he had. You seem at peace, only a slight furrow of the eyebrows accented on your face. What could she be dreaming about? he wonders. Hopefully something about him. Your body twitches lightly, compelling him to lay further in bed and reach an arm out, bringing you closer so he can wrap his body around yours. As Scott’s fingertips graze the soft skin of your back, you take a deep breath in and wrap your arms around his toned torso, unconsciously dragging yourself closer to his body. Desperate to feel his warmth.

His gaze on you softens. Heart melting at the adorable sight of you needing to be closer to him.  His other hand is drawn to your face, unable to resist how beautiful its structure is. Your eyes flutter open as you feel Scott’s fingers graze your cheeks. You let out a sweet sigh that morphs into a moan as you release your sleepiness into the room.

“How was your day sweetheart?” you ask, rubbing your face, trying to wake yourself up. His eyes capture yours, utterly captivated by how intense yet calm they seem.

“Full of dust and wind”, Scott quips, giving you the most minimal detail, leaving you wondering for more.

You shoot him a look, pupils dilated, making you seem far too adorable, and he immediately knows not to push you. He’ll have to refrain from poking fun at you tonight, seeing something in your eyes that gives him warning.

“It was busy” he corrects, “much better now that I am here with you.”

What a save, you giggle to yourself as you hear him quickly rephrase what he wanted to convey to you.

“How was your day, honey?”

Returning the question seems to be standard human politeness, social normity if you will, but you know he’s not asking just to be polite. He really cares. Scott wants to know every detail of your day. Being away from you to chase tornadoes is hard, he doesn’t want to miss the really important things, even if you must be apart. So, Scott has to rely on the personal detail you give him, though he always feels a little left out at the end of your stories, hating that he doesn’t play a role in every part of your life. Not that he doesn’t trust you, he just can’t stand the thought of anything happening in your life and not being there to witness it, not being a part of it… he shakes his head, chasing his blue thoughts away.

A high-pitched, drawn-out groan comes from your direction, letting Scott know the nature of your day… not great, he thinks as a frown takes over (find a word) his face. “Work was work” you breath out, “it’s just been a rough day.”

Scott can see the exhaustion on your face, reflecting the truth behind your words. His heart melts on the spot, hating it when you have a bad day. His goal since he met you has been to make sure every day was the most wonderful day of your life.

Outliers… as a scientist, he hated them and hoped that today had just been one for you. “m’just in a lot of pain Scotty,” you whined out, hoping he would know what you were getting at so you didn’t have to go through the embarrassment of saying it out loud.  

“Oh honey..” he spoke softly, remembering how late in the month it was. He tightened his arms around you, giving you a soft, snug squeeze. There is nothing in the world that could ever explain the comfort of his muscular arms squeezing your body tightly against his. It felt like home, like being surrounded by the warmest, softest blanket you had ever felt.

Gently squirming to adjust as your lower half tightens, you shift closer into Scott’s form, catching a whiff of his spicy cologne and that minty gum you always kept stored for him. New packs of gum always appeared in Scott’s console, even when he was sure he had enough. How curious, new packs of gum showing up when he’s running low. Looking at you, he cant’t help but think of how perfect you were. You know him inside and out, so well that you know when he is about to run out of the thing he generally uses to keep his mouth busy. It’s certainly not his favorite thing to use to occupy himself, but you aren’t always there for him to devour, much to his dissatisfaction. You treat him so well, such an angel you are.

Scott’s hand reaches down, fingers grasping your chin, tilting it up to bring your gaze to his. You just can’t get over how intense the eye contact is, his beautiful blue eyes staring down at yours, asking a million questions, but speaking one certain truth. He loves you. Oh boy, does he just love you so much. Looking down at you, he is overwhelmed by the love he feels for the delicate creature cradled in his arms. Scott wants nothing more than to hold you there forever, keeping you safe and secure in his loving embrace. But your body has other plans, cramps suddenly plaguing your fatigued frame. As your body squirms, Scott can’t help but grab you, pressing your front into his to try to provide some relief in any way he can.

“Hey sweetheart…”

You softly moan in response to him.

“… I might be able to help you with those cramps…” he said, looking down at you bashfully, yet a smirk still plastered on his face, a clear insinuation.

“Yeah? And how do you plan on doing that?” you tease, feigning ignorance.

“You know, someone told me sex can help ease the pain… and I would love to test that theory with you,” he responds, hands slowly migrating lower until he finally rests them on your ass, giving it a firm but gentle squeeze.  Meeting his gaze and batting your eyelashes at him was a sure sign that you were happy to give this idea of his a go. After all, who would you be to deny a scientist from collecting data to confirm his hypothesis.

[shawtylex09]

HIYAAA could you maybe do something about teacher izuku with pro hero girlfriend/wife?? I was thinking of a scenario where his partner is always staying up, working on some hero stuff and he tries to lure her into bed to rest. Maybe include a making out session :3

Hiiii!!! I was literally gone all day doing things, so lemme cook you up someone good pookie. 💚

Slight smut warning. 18+

Masterlist

🌸❤️‍🔥

You sat in your office, a hand running through your messy hair and your eyes stinging with lack of sleep. A heavy sigh slipped passed your lips as you dragged your hand down your face, glancing at the clock.

1:47 am.

Wonderful.

You still had quite a bit of paperwork to go through, and some emails to draft, and you’d been sitting at the goddamn desk since 10 pm.

“That’s what I get for being a procrastinator.”

You mumbled to yourself, sighing heavily and grabbing your pen again, continuing your painful paperwork.

You had been deep in your work, until you felt eyes on you. Your eyes flicked to your right, where you saw your lover, Izuku Midoriya, standing there.

“Sweetheart..what are you doing awake? You have to be awake for school in a few hours..”

You mumbled, your brows furrowing with concern as you spun in your chair, facing the tired man you called your boyfriend.

Izuku wasn’t wearing his glasses. His hair tousled and his tee (that was yours that he stole.) was loosely hanging off of one shoulder. He didn’t bother wearing pants to bed, the shirt was long enough to reach his upper thigh anyway, the black boxers wrapping around his muscular thighs.

“Come to bed..”

He mumbled, rubbing his eye with a slight pout on his face. It was obvious he was displeased with your current position in your office chair, and not in bed, holding him.

“Baby, I’ve got work I gotta do”

You said as a smile pulled at your lips, seeing your boyfriend sleepy and more than ready to have you in his arms warmed your heart.

Izuku whined in protest, walking over to you and grabbing your hand, bringing it to his lips.

“Please..? You’ve been working all evening..I haven’t been able to see you because of your paperwork..and it’s already 2 in the morning..”

Your boyfriend mumbled, pressing a few feather light, and sickeningly sweet kisses to your knuckles.

You sighed and leaned back in your chair, cupping his cheek with the hand he’d been kissing.

“Zuku, I need to finish my work. Why don’t you go lay down okay? I’ll be back in bed when I finish up these papers.”

Your tired eyes dragged to the desk as you gestured to the stack of papers, sitting on the desk and taunting you with the task of finishing them.

Izuku frowned, then, an idea popped into his head, and he grinned mischeviously. You looked up just to see your boyfriend shifting to sit in your lap.

You blushed and gently placed your hands on the sides of his thighs, feeling his boxers under your touch.

“Izuku..”

You said softly, slowly shifting your hands back around to the plump curve of his ass. Izuku blushed softly and cupped your cheeks, his calloused thumbs running over your skin with a careful touch.

You smiled a little and gave his rear a playful squeeze, Izuku rolling his eyes as you did so. He leaned in closer to your face, tilting his head to the side

“Why do you love squeezing my ass?..you weirdo..”

You laughed softly and shrugged, a grin gracing your features as you gently groped his plush curve.

“It’s not my fault you’re so curvy baby”

You whispered softly, to which Izuku blushed, glancing away as you leaned closer to his face.

“Shut up..don’t say that kinda thing..”

He muttered shyly, his eyes moving to yours. You smiled and tucked a strand of hair behind his ear.

“Well, at least let me show you how pretty you look, baby”

And with that, you pressed your lips to his. Izuku’s lipd were slightly chapped from him chewing on them, but they still had a certain softness that left you wanting more and more each time you kissed.

Izuku groaned softly, his hands moving to your shoulders, his fingers slightly digging into the fabric of your shirt as he kissed you with equal passion.

You softly bit his bottom lip, a whine leaving him and making you break the kiss only to chuckle, then your lips found his once again.

His hands moved to the hem of your shirt, sliding his fingers under it to feel the smith skin of your abdomen under his fingers.

Meanwhile, your hands moved to his thighs, gripping the curves and planes of his smooth skin, only covered by his boxers, which held a tent from his manhood.

You smirked while you broke the kiss, looking up at him as you ran a finger over the bulge in his boxers.

Izuku whined and bresthlessly moaned as you rubbed his tip through his boxers, giving you a half lidded, needy gaze.

“Sweetheart..don’t tease me please…”

He whispered, a flush on his soft, freckled cheeks.

You laughed softly and smiled up at him, a mischievous grin settling on your lips.

God you loved his whiny tone and flustered expression.

“Cmon, let’s take this to our bedroom, yeah?”

You asked, not wanting to tease him too badly, but also enjoying your affect on his body- seeing the way he physically responded to your touch definitely excited you.

Izuku vigorously nodded at your words, gripping your shirt tightly as a deeper red coated his cheeks. He knew what the hazy look in your eyes meant for him, and he felt a pit of heat grow in his stomach.

“Yes- yes let’s go”

Izuku gasped as you picked him up, loving being manhandled, even if you weren’t necessarily rough with him.

He knew he was in for a long night.

Ty for the ask, ilyyyyy!!!

[charmedreincarnation]

Hello! How are you? I am very good for now. because after trying for over a year I switched to void state last night very easily! it was an incredibly amazing experience for me. I stumbled upon your account on tumblr a few days ago, I saw a lot of people have succeeded with the method you suggested! I felt so happy for them!

Now I will tell my own success story.

I used to be so obsessed with it that I was just procrastinating and "trying" to get into the void when I had so much work to do whenever I had free time.

Throughout this process, I always thought that I would not succeed and always went back to the beginning. I was very bad with everyone around me, I was constantly fighting and exposed to violence. In short, I was experiencing hell on this earth.

Months passed and I decided to focus on my life a little bit. I tried to think positively and convince myself how easy it was for me to manifest. But there was one very important thing that I forgot, all the evil forces in this hell were coming only on me, only me.

I spent the whole of last year and the first months of this year like a living dead...

But in these last few days, I have made a decision that will radically change my life. Before, I tried every method to enter void constantly, but something was not going well every time. So I decided that it would be easier and more useful to just assume that I woke up there, rather than making dozens of efforts to enter void 2 days ago.

THE DAY I FINALLY ENTERED THE VOID CONSCIOUSLY!

I didn't listen to the subliminal, I just did a 20-minute meditation, my wish to revisit life in more detail. At the end of the meditation, I said only one affirmation: I will wake up in void tonight.

I wasn't tired and very sleepy that night (these are usually what people think is necessary for a void).I just lay on my bed in my usual position and affirmed that I would wake up in void at night. After that I already went straight to sleep.

I woke up in the middle of the night, I didn't move. The sounds were so muffled, it's like you're listening to a song through a broken earpiece, that's how I heard it. I stayed like that for a few minutes, then the sounds suddenly stopped and I felt myself being pulled into the darkness. My heart was beating so fast, so I focused on calming myself. I couldn't feel my body anymore, as if someone was separating my soul from my body and floating it in a vacuum of space. That's when I realized that I really succeeded! And I calmed down for a while and then said my affirmations. I didn't make a special list, so I said it all one by one.

My manifests:

The face and body I dreamed of down to the smallest detail

My desired name, surname(i have two names in different languages)

My dream room and house with all the items on my Pinterest board(There were almost 50K pins on the board I mentioned...)

I overhauled my father as someone else entirely. With his nationality, zodiac sign, appearance, name.(I also added that he is a person who gets along perfectly with his 4 children and his wife!)

I made my mother younger in appearance, not in age, I also wished her a happy and peaceful life in every way.

As for our financial situation, my father is an extraordinarily wealthy businessman, we own the largest house and the most luxurious car in my city. We also have 4 modern apartments and 1 huge villa in another city! It does not end with these, we also have houses in America, France, England!

I also manifested new phone and other electronic gadgets.

We are 4 siblings in the family and we all get along very well, no hurtful words and no violence!

I have a private room for my unfinished clothes in my room and a very nice bathroom adjacent to my room!

I also manifested success in the lessons: no matter how long the paragraph is, it stays in my mind only once I read it and I never forget it! I do not have a single error in all the tests I have solved.

We have a total of 4 pets including 2 cats and a puppy and a husky dog. Our garden is huge, with a big swing, a covered area to sit in in the winter, and lots of lavender flowers, white roses!

By the way, I manifested that I have lived this life from the beginning, so our house is full of memories we have accumulated with my siblings and parents since childhood, our childhood photos everywhere, emotional diaries my mother wrote when she was pregnant.

I also manifested new friends to myself: one of them is famous (keep this part private lol), I wished to meet him since childhood. Apart from her, I also have a male friend who is our family friend and my best friend who lives with us.

That's all I wanted, I left everything else to my subconscious and my last sentence before leaving the void was "I will open my eyes to the life I dreamed of".

Finally, when I came out of the void, I heard my brother's voice, scolding me for turning off the air conditioner in my room and leaving it on until morning, and saying that he would be very upset if I got sick. (it did indeed come true more perfectly than I had imagined! )

The reason why I wrote my success story and the life I manifested at length is this: most people limit their desires and try to make do with less. Believe me, I was thinking the same way a month ago, thinking that living the life I wanted was unfair to the people in my life. But lately, thanks to what those people did to me, I realized that all this time I had been unfair to myself, not to them. After realizing this, I reminded myself that I only deserved the life of my dreams.

And now that I'm who I should be, I'm pretty happy with it. I can't thank you enough  my dear. The success stories you shared motivated me a lot and helped me take action.

I am so proud of you my love. I absolutely adore revision stories as well as the usage of intention which is my personal favorite method. No method is stronger than your will to have your desires. Thank you so much for sharing your story and I hope you continue to always live your best life <3

[piccolos-bigtoe]

Two more days and I am home free baby, no more finals. OH YEAH, SMELL THAT AIR!!! COULDNT YOU JUST DRINK IT LIKE BOO— I really like drawing anime sniper, there’s something just, beautiful and reallly freeing, about drawing a 25 27 30 whatever year old man as an anime girl. When I’m free for the summer I’m gonna reanimate Tripe Baka with Sniper and idk two other characters.

CW Suggestive Stuffs Below

It’s meant to be silly and not serious, nothing extremo explicit, but I’ll still warn for it…. YAOI warning…. DONT like, DONT look!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I think I’m a really funny person. I’ve been talking about yaoi too much though, I’m concerned my instagram followers think I am being genuine. I am not, I assure you it is purely satirical. I think I have read precisely one yaoi in my life, I was 15, and it was on the recommendation of a friend (also 15, until I started reading had no idea it was a yaoi until I got to the yaoi parts) uhm I am procrastinating writing two papers rn,, ough, whatever, okay I’ll do them…. They’re due tomorrow (due tomorrow means DO tomorrow amirite). I feel like everytime o post I am saying I am procrastinating something,, or am about to sleep…. I pulled an all-nighter last night to finish my calendar (which I will upload here, it’s just in a pdf file and I cannot be bothered to sort that out rn), and I was so sleepy weepy man, no okay I decided I’m not going to go on a long tangent goodbye I am going to do my work.

[emeralddss]

day 1/100 of 100 days of productivity challenge

8/1/2025

I decided to do this challenge back in December but due to illness and procrastination I kept delaying so even though today wasn't perfect I still forced myself to start counting from today.

Today was like saving a half wasted day because I stayed up until 4 am last night so I woke up groggy and sleepy

Went on a walk with mama

Studied two chapters from my animal science course

Did a whole lot of journaling because I'm just not feeling very well :(

Yours truly,

[prettyboysdontlookatexplosions]

today as i was walking from the train to my first session a man with gray hair gestured to catch my attention in a way where i was like, is there something on my shirt? but then i realized he was just trying to point out that we were both wearing overalls and we had a nice little laugh :) i forgot to say this yesterday talking about aiming to be At Least Prepped For Tomorrow By The Time I Go To Bed but one HUGE advantage of it is that i am free to work out when my energy naturally crests in the morning, which is about 90-120 minutes after i get out of bed - i spend an hour or so caffeinating and also waiting as instructed for my thyroid pill to digest in my empty stomach, eat my little protein bar & cheese & nuts/dried fruit breakfast, let it settle just a bit, and if i wait too long after that i am beset by the digestion sleepies! but today i was able to drop what i was doing when my body said go, which has multiple benefits: less procrastinating because i’m actually like HECK YEAH LET’S MOVE; workout more fun; working out usually gives me long-lasting energy as long as i don’t wait too long to eat after so my total Sleepies quotient for the day is reduced. it was glute day, which is horrible, but as usual it did great things for my lower back which had been getting tetchy (the fact that the most horrible body parts to exercise are the ones that fix my back the most…. how unfortunately metaphorical 😩), and now i get to reap my rewards (tomorrow is chest & tris). on the way between sessions i listened to an album a friend loved that was not quite For Me but i understood why it was very much for him. i did some dishes & made some eggs & took a second shower to use heat as a migraine prevention tool (along with the advil/extra strength tylenol combo), which worked, got a little distracted & waylaid but eventually righted the ship with some help. i am once again prepped for tomorrow and have also had a last minute cancellation which means i will have so much time to chill and do mindless work while listening to podcasts, which, again, i can’t emphasize how different it feels to sit there highlighting a math section i need for tomorrow versus one i need for later today. relaxed and responsible and on top of thing instead of Stresst. now time for jsmn till my eyes drift closed :)

[slyvieselkie]

Take Your Time

Warning: self-deprecation, insecurities, aged up Suna

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A day passes. 24 hours. 1 440 minutes have passed. 86 400 seconds lost.

And as the clock strikes 12am, you sit in the living room staring at the glowing rock from your skyline apartment. Ah no, it's not yours. It's-

"What are you doing, it's already 12", a groggy voice croaks and you turn back to find a sleepy Rin waddling over.

You whisper with a strained smile, "You should really put a shirt on, it's getting cold", "I wouldn't be so cold if someone was in bed to warm me", he flops down next to you and peck your cheek.

Suna Rintaro, the man that you really don't deserve. At only 22 years old, he already has so much going for himself and takes everything with so much ease. A successful volleyball player in Japan with endless sponsors and brand endorsements, he makes a crazy amount that you can't even comprehend.

But you, at the age of 21...have nothing to your name. You were never a star at anything, and you still aren't now. And the only thing you have to worry about are university assessments, so minuscule compared his worries, yet you can't even manage that. Compared to Rin, your contributions to this household were nothing.

"What's wrong?"

Two words, two syllables, and it was enough to make you shatter.

You turn away from him with glassy eyes, "No, don't do that", the black haired man rumbles and guides you back to him, "You promised not to hide, remember?"

His lips kiss your tears away, actions that make you curl into him. A weak attempt to hide from everything, hide from your problems, hide from yourself. Someone who is so weak, sensitive, pathetic, immature...how could Rin tolerate you when you can't even look at yourself in the mirror?

"Please sweetheart, say something", he begs softly and you don't dare to deny him, "I...I'm so useless."

You can see yourself in his dark eyes, and it's a laughable image. While Rin constantly moves forward and reach new heights, you're still procrastinating on some assignment that's due in a few days. He's already in the real world, and you're still a child with no organisation and management.

"I've spent the whole day...doing nothing, even though I know I have so much to do. I-I-I! I just hate myself!", you grip his arms tightly as you hiss, "Why is it that I'm so inadequate? B-Because even though I'm breaking down now...I still won't do anything tomorrow."

Rin doesn't say anything as you rise up and so does your voice, "I am nothing...compared to you! M-My problems are nothing compared to yours, yet I'm here all stressed and tired! I shouldn't be, I don't have the right! I can fix them, b-but I won't! I want to...I want to...I want to so fucking much!"

You fall to your knees and smile tearfully, "Please Rin, don't look at me like this."

Don't look, you plead, hiding your face behind a curtain of hair. Remember me as the naive high school girl who still had dreams sparkling in her eyes...leave me while I still twinkle in your memories. You hold back your sobs, thinking of the evenings Rin would walk you home, the two of you sharing dreams and promising to start a future together.

Then you sense him and look up.

Your eyes widen seeing the droplets trickling down his cheeks, "R...Rin, no-", "Please don't hate yourself", he whispers and places his forehead against yours, "Please don't make me leave."

And the cries are wrangled out of you.

You and I have a lifetime ahead of us...so it's okay to take it slow. What is 24 hours, 48, 72, when we have thousands ahead? All of this success isn't mine alone, because you were always there for me. When I lost, when I fell short, when I couldn't be better. You were there to make sure I didn't give up, that I stayed motivated. We...have this, so please don't think of yourself so lowly. Your problems matter to me, they mean the world to me. And I'd do anything to get rid of them, so don't shut me out. You were my motivation, so let me become yours.

"I'll never stop looking", he resolves carrying you back to bed and hiding you in his arms, "You'll always be mine, the you of yesterdays, the you of today, and the you of tomorrows."

You close your eyes listening to his promises, "You could do nothing for the rest of your life and I'd still love you too much. So take your time, our life is not a competition."

To all the Lovelies who are unmotivated and stuck, I see you and I feel you.

While I can't do much for you, just know that you aren't alone. Everyone has times when they feel like they're falling behind that invisible clock telling you when things should happen. Starting uni or college, graduating, getting a job, starting a relationship. We're always working towards another goal, that majority of the time are pushed onto us.

And I hope one day...you and I will be able to reclaim this time, this life, as our own. That maybe one day, we can take on life at our pace because we are the ones that have to live it.

Kind regards from the midnight deep thoughts ♡⸜(˶˃ ᵕ ˂˶)⸝♡