#anyways if u see this and u see the vision hmu

[sapphicgardensinmymind]

sat here kicking my feet and giggling writing possibly the most obscure fic of my career? i swear i say this every few months but the rarepairs just keep getting rarer

[giovanniis]

what  is  UP  my  pals  ,  mis  amigos  .  my  name  is  dab  and  i’m  ur  new  bff  .  besides  that  ,  i’m  also  twenty  ,  use  she/they  pronouns  ,  and  am  kickin’  in  over  here  in  pst  !  under  the  cut  ,  i’m  gonna  ramble  probably  a  lot  about  my  son  ,  giovanni  .  (  spoiler  alert  :  he’s  a  dumbass  who  only  ever  wants  to  talk  about  hockey  .  )   DMISMDA  anyways  .  pls  give  this  a  LIKE  if  u’d  like  to  plot  and  i  will  come  RUNNING  !  my  d*scord  is  𝒅𝒂𝒃𝒆𝒓𝒐𝒏𝒊_420#1971  if  u  wanna  hmu  there  !  i’m  gonna  shut  up  here  now  so  i  can  start  babbling  more  below  hehe

chicago’s very own GIOVANNI NARCISO has been spotted on madison avenue driving a range rover , welcome ! your resemblance to shawn mendes is unreal . according to tmz , you just had your twenty-second birthday bash  . your chance of surviving new york is uncertain because you’re stubborn , but being ambitious might help you . i think being a leo explains that .  3 things that would paint a better picture of you would be the sharpened blades of a pair of ice skates, hockey memorabilia everywhere, and late night escapades . 

╰  *  MINI STATS  !

FULL NAME  :  giovanni  noel  narciso  

NICKNAME(S)  :  gio  ,  g

AGE  :  twenty - two

GENDER  +  PRONOUNS   :  cis  male  +  he  /  him

ORIENTATION  :  bisexual   /   biromantic

ZODIAC  :  leo  sun  ,  gemini  rising  ,  pisces  moon  

BIRTHDAY  :  july  26th  ,  1997

PLACE  OF  BIRTH  :  toronto  ,  ontario  ,  canada 

LOVE  LANGUAGE  :  physical  touch  

OCCUPATION(S)  :  professional  hockey  player  for  the  ny  rangers  ,  socialite  

DRINKING  /  DRUGS  /  SMOKING  :  hell  yes  /  no  /  only  weed

TRAITS  :  stubborn  ,  hotheaded  ,  dramatic  ,  standoffish  ,  brash  ,  overemotional  ,  facetious  ,  distant  ,  provocative  ,  inconsistent  ,  unpredictable  ,  gullible  ,  sympathetic  ,  charming  ,  loyal  ,  hypocritical  ,  protective  ,  talented  ,  ambitious  ,  passionate  ,  affectionate  

LIFE  GOAL  :  make  it  to  the  hockey  hall  of  fame  and  be  remembered  as  the  G  O  A  T  

╰  *  BACKGROUND  INFO  !

giovanni narciso was born in toronto, canada on july 26th to a world-renowned hockey player and his socialite wife. needless to say, gio lived his life in the spotlight from the moment he was born, and he’s always had everything he’s ever wanted right at his fingertips.

from a young age, gio was encouraged to be active all the time. he started skating almost as soon as he learned how to stand up by himself. it’s no wonder that he had such a knack for it with his father being a hockey legend and the fact that he got so much practice. when his father realized that gio had a natural affinity, he put him onto a club hockey team as soon as he was old enough, and started making gio work with a private coach to give him a one-up on his teammates and everyone else on the ice ( despite the fact that he was only seven when he started ).

because of this, he always felt a lot of pressure to be the best he could possibly be… how could he not ? there were sports reporters showing up to his games to get the scoop on how he was doing, and how he compared to his father, and if he’d ever actually make it in professional hockey.

his parents divorced when he was eleven, and his mom moved to marry a much older, wealthy man in chicago, illinois. so, much to his despair, gio lived his life switching from toronto to chicago. the only constant in his life was hockey. so even though it stressed him the fuck out, it also made him feel at peace. he knew no matter where he was, he could get on the ice and kick everyone’s ass. he spent most of his time in chicago with his mom, and attended school there too, but during holidays or the summertime, he spent his time back up in toronto with his dad.

this really took a toll on his mental health because his mom ?? sorta just forgot about him :/ like … she fought for custody just to spite his dad ? she didn’t actually want gio. this sounds kinda dumb but like … sorta think about cinderella ( #gioella ) and how he suddenly got thrust into an entire new family that didn’t really like him or know how to connect with him. he felt really alone more often than not.

luckily, at sixteen, he was signed to a minor league hockey team in chicago. because of this development, he stopped going out to visit toronto as often ( especially when it was game season ). this caused a lot of buzz in the hockey community because oh my god giovanni narciso, son of a hockey legend, was breaking onto the scene

and it SHOULD’VE STAYED THAT WAY !!!! BUT NO ! gio’s dad had other things in mind. demon.

you see, pretty much all throughout high school, gio was dating kylie. she is the love of his life. there’s never been an ounce of doubt about that fact. the sky is blue and gio loves kylie. like ???

gio proposed to kylie when they were eighteen. fresh out of high school. this made gio’s dad LIVID. he didn’t like kylie or her family or anything about her. gio’s plan, of course, was to say a big fuck you ! and marry her anyways. but it didn’t end up working out like that.

sadly, giovanni’s father did not approve of her. was he a little salty that gio chose to stay in chicago and not visit anymore (even if it was because he was signed there) ? yes. was he incredibly greedy and wanted to cement the narciso name in history too ? aaaabsolutely.

as soon as he was eligible at eighteen, gio had multiple offers from nhl franchises to come play for their teams. he could pick and choose whoever he wanted, basically. he was a real hot commodity. but suddenly, the offers were being ripped right from his hands. and it was all because of his dad’s influence in the hockey world. he basically gave gio an ultimatum: marry kylie, and there was no more hockey. or do as he said, and he could have it all.

it was rushed, haphazardly chosen decision, but gio chose hockey. it had helped him through every rough patch in his life, and it was the one thing he knew he was good at. it’s not like he was exceptionally smart or good at anything else. if it wasn’t hockey, then he wasn’t worth anything. that’s something he honestly believes to this day.

so instead of TALKING THIS THROUGH WITH HER LIKE ANY RATIONAL PERSON WOULD ! he straight up left. packed his shit and left in the middle of the night when kylie was asleep. completely ghosted her. didn’t answer her texts, her calls, nothing. blocked her on everything.

he did as his father told him to, and started dating carolina graham, a nice girl that his father liked a lot better

their relationship was reminiscent of p*te dav*dson and ariana grande’s. they very quickly got engaged and they were the talk of all the tabloids. there wasn’t a moment where they could step out without cameras being shoved in their face. this sky-rocketed gio to socialite status. everyone that didn’t already know him from hockey wanted to know the handsome young man now engaged to carolina

ok now lightning round

when he was twenty-one , he secured the bag with the ny rangers DJSIOAJDOA and got a multi-year contract — one of the biggest contracts in the nhl history, and became one of the youngest captains ever .

* more fun facts about gio n hockey : he plays first string center and is #2 !

since his career was actually stable, he decided to stop having to pretend to be in love with someone, and immediately just broke up with carolina. he said goodbye wifey JDSAODSA  aaaaand now , a year later , he’s livin it up !

also ? 1000% still in love with kylie but THAT is a completely different story he is a #simp

╰  *  PERSONALITY  !

hockey is a rough-around-the-edges type of sport, and that’s reflected in gio’s personality. he’s very charming, and is typically a pretty nice person ? he doesn’t go out of his way to be kind or anything but he’s not gonna start a fight for no reason DSAIJDSADSjDI

he’s terribly stubborn, and once he’s set his mind on something, it will happen no matter what or who he has to do. this could be good because in a way, it just means he’s very ambitious, but it’s also bad because he will do and say things without a thought about how it makes someone feel

narciso is a fitting last name because he’s incredibly full of himself. how could he not be ? he’s the son of a hockey legend, and he’s made a great name for himself too. he’s an amazing athlete, and he knows he’s good looking too. it’s no secret that he’s a little big-headed sometimes.

he has a very short temper. he blows his lid very easily, and will say things he probably doesn’t mean just because he wants to hurt you.

he just??? doesn’t think. he doesn’t have a filter literally at all. will say the first thing that comes to mind always and it’s usually fucking stupid sdjdjas… he’s also a big jokester and very sarcastic 

also has a problem with being honest ? lies about everything? the type of person to smile in your face while he stabs you in the back? will lie when there’s no reason to? you could be like “gio did u eat breakfast” and he’ll be like “ya.” even if he didn’t like… dumb shit. don’t ever trust him about anything

ok so he comes off as cocky like… externally… but inside, he’s really insecure? like he believes that love exists because he’s felt it but he doesn’t…. think it was meant for him, if that makes sense. because every time he loves someone, he fucks it all up. because of this, he has a really poor vision of love n everything. uhhhh can u say trust issues?

he’s also a wh*re . i’m so sorry. lowkey craves affection and fills that void with meaningless hookups and one night stands 

most people think he lives up to the ‘dumb jock’ stereotype, which is something he’s also really insecure about. it’s not that he didn’t try in school. he did to a point, but then he just flat out stopped caring. school was always really difficult for him. he was diagnosed with dyslexia when he was 7, and it always made him feel really out of place in school… to the point where he just stopped caring because all it did was made him feel frustrated and dumb when all he needed was some extra help?

he’s misunderstood

and also just… a whole mess tbh djsaios….

u can find some wanted connections here 

[ynseulyi-blog]

hello! i’m excited to be here hoho this is gu seulyi, yeongji’s resident seer & astrology hack from huangmok! she’s like 8.33% sure of all her horoscope-related prophecies lmao but she does actually get some very specific visions so its a toss up in the end : ) here’s her file & under the cut is some additional info! & the usual yknow like this to plot hehe c: i don’t have premade plots yet but feel free to hmu on ims/ask for discord!!

pureblood seer from a very short line of seers! only her dad’s side’s great great grandmother & her grandfather were seers, so this divination thing is a relatively recent addition to the gu family. one of her great great grandmother’s prophecies made the gu family pretty rich, but they’re generally not highly regarded in the wizarding world since they don’t have the history to back themselves up. her mum’s family is the opposite - lots of history, no money whatsoever. therefore - marriage of convenience!

wand wise: hyeonmu scale core (usually denoting wisdom & strength, and turtle shells are used in oracle telling) & silver lime wood (the typical seer wood!) it’s a p stubborn wand that values honesty - it’ll only work for her & people she trusts, and it casts spells that are followed to the exact letter & spirit

her visions are like frames of a movie: she gets a few snapshots and then has to fill in the blanks for everything else. not very useful but very very accurate : ) unfortunately actual divination is a bust for her bc seeing is like breathing to her, and divination is asking her to make the bottom of a teacup breathe. its not happening!!!

went to hogwarts when she was 11 for the ~history~ and was sorted into slytherin. she was p ambivalent about it since she didn’t have any prophecies related to it, and she had some fun there! she fit in surprisingly well bc she is p driven when it comes to things she wants/sees & thinks she wants, plus yknow general pureblood status helped?

was therefore a shock to everyone aside from her when she got sorted into huangmok. on one hand she did lie on the sorting quiz (but! she admitted it at the end & asked to be in huangmok anyway! was that brave enough or was that just fate doing its thing? no one knows) but on the other hand she also saw herself in the huangmok dorms wearing their colours so she was meant to be in this house

there was a bit of a fallout bc her mother’s side have been in jeolgang since the school was founded and the jeolgang kids see her as having ‘betrayed’ their house’s rls w her family while the huangmok kids see her as a jeolgang kid who scammed her way into the house so.... oof

took a gap year bc she Saw herself travelling in sicily in autumn & she figured she couldn’t be in school in that case lmao

astronomy major so she can figure out dates from highly specific placement of planets and shadow angles and which constellations are visible - she remembers almost everything in her visions, so she uses those clues to date her prophecies

the astrology column isn’t really accurate because she takes the prophecies she knows will happen that week & estimates which sign gets which prophecy. unfortunately they’re also highly specific (cancer: if ur from inmyeonjo someone is gonna spill an entire bottle of ink on ur shoes. if ur not from inmyeonjo ur gonna be the one spilling that ink. practice ur scouring charm!) so everyone doesn’t take it that seriously but the cancer kids prob did avoid ink bottles that week anyw lmao

there’s a very thin line between predetermination/free will & she walks it p closely... a lot of her choices are made based on what she sees, so they sort of become self-fulfilling prophecies, but it might have also just been fate?? its not certain if her visions happen bc she saw fate or if she saw it and then made it happen (chara dev in progress ig)

this is too long alr so personality tldr: driven, impartial, attentive, approachable but also detached, inflexible, obsessive, calculative; gets v in her head about things like truth and cause and effect and she’s paradoxically open-minded until she sees something, then she’s v short-sighted about it

sry this was v long, thank u for enduring :’)

[swizzletheories]

Bonus Theory: Swizzle 4 Prez

I was just trying to delete a virus off my mac computer (don’t ask it had something to do with princess and the pauper and that is all i will say) when I heard some shocking news. 

Kanye West is running for president.

Will I get into what I think about this? No. Actually, yes. I know it’s so bad that he’s running. But I’m also Canadian and I love drama (plz don’t hate me) so I am so excited right now. It is currently almost midnight and adrenaline is pumping through my veins.

Has anyone thought of the implications here? The drama that will ensue because of this? Specifically...

THE TAYLOR DRAMA???!!!!!

So rumour is Taylor is releasing a political EP soon because Taylor’s all politics now (and maybe a collab with Dixie Chicks which I stan). Taylor’s political journey has all been very sudden - maybe it was because Sc*** Bo******* stopped her from speaking out before.... 

... or maybe it was because Taylor had other plans. Namely, a campaign of her own.

We’ve heard Taylor absolutely demolish Marsha Blackburn.

That was some passionate stuff she gave us about Marsha. So passionate, I might say she’d really thrive in a political debate. And MAYBE Taylor thought so too. So she turned things up a notch. She released Miss Americana and became our political icon. Like we might as well just replace the American flag with Democratic Queen T Swizzle. 

Anyway so what I’m saying is I think Taylor realized her Miss Americana power during this political awakening and started planning her campaign. And while we know Taylor and Karlie are no longer friends I have to assume based off Taylor’s personality she might’ve sorta kept in contact with her. BUT we also know that Karlie leaked info about Taylor to Scooter (bless the god of trash perez hilton) so MAYBE karlie leaked to scooter that taylor was planning to run for president and then SCOOTER went to KANYE and was like “dude we can’t have her as president she’ll cancel me completely” and kanye’s like “i got u” and THEN.

KANYE STEPS IN TO RUN FOR PRESIDENT INSTEAD. TO BEAT TAYLOR FOR THE SPOT.

I know I’ve just blown your minds. But we can’t dwell on this. We need to take action NOW. 

And I say this now. @Taylor i hope ur reading.

TAYLOR NEEDS TO CONTINUE HER CAMPAIGN AND RUN FOR PRESIDENT.

It’s going to be hard. Demi Lovato’s prob gonna talk some trash. C****n H****s will prob tweet something out.

But we must prevail. We need to support Taylor in her quest to run the world. We need Taylor and Kanye to go head-to-head. In order to do my part, I intend to leave Canada behind and live in the US just to vote for Taylor. Also their 4th of july parties are way cooler than our canada day parties and thats a fact and ive always been jealous of it. So there you go another plus for me. Thanks Taylor.

As a new member of the United States, what do I hope will be Taylor’s first acts of business as the president? Here is a list:

1) get the scarf back from Jake

2) throw C****n H****s in jail

3) make The Man our national anthem

4) make Selena Gomez vice president

5) ban scooters 

and the list will go on, tbh I havent thought this through too much but i will. Hmu if you have any other ideas I’m totally open. 

In conclusion, @taylor i hope you will see this and understand that we support your vision and passion. We want YOU as OUR PRESIDENT.

@donaldtrump pls dont sue me im just a canadian that loves drama

[juliankinney]

━━ ( alex fitzalan + cis male + twenty-two ) oi , have you seen julian kinney around ? he lives in flat 14 in bedroom 4 ? i was meant to meet them this morning at bean me up before our lecture but he didn’t show . no ? well , shit . if you do see them , can you tell them i’m looking for them ? they’re a 4th year computer science student from madrid , spain & you’ll know it’s them because they might just remind you of a stack of unread books , the sound of keyboard typing at three in the morning , coffee creamer in every flavor , & unprescribed pills if that helps at all . just be careful , he can be a little distant , critical , & compulsive sometimes . —- oh don’t look like that , they’re usually ingenious , reliable , & confident most of the time . ✏ y! , 22 , she/her , cst

alright whats up guys, as jd once said, greetings and salutations!! im y and this here is julian, who i’ve known for two hours but adore already anyway. i usually play dumbass boys and he’s no exception, but i like to think he might just be a little less dumb than the rest of them. so lets jump into it!!! ♡

for starters here is his messy pinterest board that i made.. like i said... it is a mess, and still a work in progress but y’all can have it anyway!! (fun fact: was gonna make him texan but pepper called him country boy and i was triggered!!!!!!!!!!)

backstory:

 julian was the conception of two teenagers in love during the 90′s in spain; a local and a tourist. the pair were just seventeen when they became parents but it was a whole ordeal at the time because his father’s side of the family did not want anything to do with this impregnated nobody. it wasn’t his grandfather’s vision!!! his son was supposed to go into adulthood unscathed by his mistakes!!! as you can guess julian’s mom side of the family were your blue-collared society while his father’s side was more white-collared. at the time his mother was a student and helped her own mom with the family tailor shop while her father worked as a cook in a restaurant. on the other end of the spectrum, the kinney’s were in the film industry and of old money. needless to say, the two families had little in common.

the kinney’s tried to pay this girl off but her family was 100% not having it and after many arguments and empty threats they came to an agreement. said agreement was that julian would have his rightful surname and would stay in spain and the family would receive a weekly stipend for his expenses. in return no one would say a thing to the press— which, honestly was only ever a threat because the kinney’s wanted to pretend like nothing had happened. 

and so julian grew up in madrid with a single mother and the help of his grandparents. as far as he knew his father had died shortly after he had been born and had been madly in love with his mother (that part was true). the only reason he didn’t share a name with the rest of his family was because the pair had never married, which, would have been the truth regardless. everything was fine; he grew up working at the family shop, attended school, skipped school, maintained amazing grades while simultaneously spending 1/3rd of the time in detention, lost his virginity to marisol cordova in her lilac colored room, etc. he had the most basic upbringing a kid could have.

then his father died. his real father. and suddenly, on paper, he was well off. it wasn’t easy for his mother to tell him the truth when his grandfather stepped foot into the one story home like he had seventeen years ago with that sour look on his face, but she was forced to. she had no other choice. devastated as she was (and she was truly heartbroken), she told him the story of how one day during the summer of 96′ she met james kinney, and how the next year he came back. then, his grandfather informed him of his father’s will and how he’d have access to his inheritance once he turned eighteen.

it was... a lot to process, and as julian does when he feels overwhelmed, he got angry. he was very upset with his mother and even more so with this old man he was meeting for the first time who kept calling him shit like ‘his only grandson�� and ‘a kinney by blood’. it was infuriating for julian, and his mother further telling him about their weekly allowance among other expenses over the years did not help. at all.

that is how julian found out his father was a successful actor turned director, generally known for an action packed franchise released in the 2000′s. it was mind boggling— he’d turn on the tv only to see a picture of his now dead father on screen, news coverage of the deadly car accident that occurred during en route to manchester on every channel. it just didn’t make any sense and was very hard to feel sad for. besides, his mother had enough sadness for the both of them. at his funeral, the two had to stay in the back while the family tried to come up with a game plan of how things were going to move forward; james’ widow was not happy to see her husbands former lover and child at the scene. 

anyways in spite the fact that julian wanted nothing to do with the kinney’s, his grandfather had other plans. a vision of his own for the only grandchild his son had brought into the world, and that started with schooling. julian graduated and had no plans for college until his grandfather threatened to contest the will if he chose to stray from the path, and they needed the money; so college it was. a college of his grandfather’s choice of course, and what better place than somewhere closed off enough to distance julian from the outer world but elite in its own right? 

his grandfather’s plan basically is to make him successful, and being that julian has no interest in their world, he’s had to compromise and just live with the fact that julian is just going to be your regular everyday man. he’s only really doing all of this because he feels guilt over the years but not guilty enough to tell the world that there’s an extra kinney lying around (last names are so common right!?!??!) . however, he still wants him to be in the family. as in everyone in the direct family knows of him and he gets to be involved in all family affairs, etc, but julian just does not give a fuck about them fksdhjfs specially because of how they fucked over his mom and how james’ widow is so fucking bitter about the will.

ANYWAYS he’s been at the school for four years now, gets his schooling paid by his grandfather but still has a job because pride or whatever, and will hack into your shit!

personality/hc’s

i love him, he’s sweet but also not annoyingly sweet. as in yeah he’s nice and polite but has no problem squaring up due to his short temper. kind of blunt sometimes though, and either is dumb or acts dumb if he says something that might hurt someones feelings. like oh.. sorry you feel that way ksjfsdkln

super smart???? has amazing grades and constantly does his work; knows how to multitask and balance his life out (for the most part... at least until he burns himself out). an intellectual™ . not an eboy but i guess u could say a little bit of a gamer,, has tik tok downloaded on his phone, the dad friend i guess

is either in one end of the spectrum or the other when it comes to socializing. most of the time though he finds it exhausting,, talking is hard but once he does start talking it’s like shut up dude no one cares about javascript 

has a small pill problem,, he’s got to be successful somehow right !! also drinks lots of coffee and is a fan of coffee creamer, does not like the strawberry shortcake creamer though because ew. only tea he will drink is matcha green tea, anything else can suck it. 

has also developed some ~anxious~ feelings , why ? idk, light trauma i guess. his pill usage sure doesn’t help though! loser! ... tbh maybe his anxiousness has grown over the years because he doesn’t know what he’s supposed to do after school like he has money (that he tries not to use if i’m being honest, would rather use the money he gains from his job which i haven’t decided what should be. leave me alone), and will have a degree, but he’s still just questioning everything?? things have just been weird

sometime during middle school years (idk whats the equivalent of this in spain, shut up) he got into computers and... i’m not proud of this but his first hack was into this girls account that he liked and bro all he wanted to do was see some titties man thats it i promise. that crush did not work out, obvs.

anyways yes he continued down this computer path and made an app during high school!!! it wasn’t successful at all and he eventually deleted it but good for him coding and shit!!! 

would hack into school systems to help out his buds and their grades. yeah they could have just copied off of him but... where is the fun in that lads 

sometime he be just looking up ‘james kinney interviews’ on youtube just to see who this dude was dshjkg poor lad

can speak english and spanish ,, has that lisp thingy spaniards have i hate it but i guess whatever 

kind of messy honestly, can someone clean his desk 

connections

literally anything just hmu i can’t come up with these things tbh

[pirate-kid2k19-blog]

How i can stay up for 48 hours so easily (dont reccommend, you might start hearing things or seeing things and you might drink an unhealthy amount of coffee or energy drinks, and u will make more stupid decisions):

After the first 24 hours is up, itll be easier to stay awake longer

Its hard to sleep when ur on cocaine 👀👀😂

Im scene and my name is kyle so obviously if i can i drink monster but if i really need energy then i drink a bang

I eat more. Food gives you energy, no matter what, even if its a small amount of energy, its still something. Without sleep, your body will absorb the food's energy instead of getting energy from sleep bc ur not sleeping.

I listen to fast pace music or metal. Music only makes me sleepy if its a song ive heard like 60 times already. Or if its spa music or sumn. So my favorite songs to keep me awake are listed by band here.

I keep moving around if i can. Whether its just fidgeting, cleaning, or simply moving my fingers a lot by typing quicker, i try to move more to keep my blood and energy flowing so i can stay awake easier

Keeping at least one bright light on or facing or using a light that is not white or offwhite. The brighter the better. If u have those decorative light strip things on ur ceiling or the top of ur wall or whatever, blue purple and red keep me awake the easiest. Or rainbow flashing (if you dont like flashing or itll give u a seizure or sumn then there should be a fade option i think. I had a rainbow party bulb that had a fade option. And im gonna get another one friday or saturday, whenever i get my allowance and a trip to walmart or home depot lol. But the fade is easier on the eyes than flashing) and make sure youre exposed to white or offwhite light at least every hour or so bc the color light will temporarily affect your vision if u r in it or look at it for too long.

Stay on your phone, tablet, or computer a lil if you can. The screen will keep u up. But dont stay on it for too long especially in the dark it can fuck up your vision and hurt your eyes. So be careful.

Strong scents. Sniff a strong perfume or if you have it a really strong candle or incense. The stronger, the better. Itll open yyour senses a bit.

Stretch your body or like move or shake a part of it every now and then to tell your body it needs to not fall asleep

I try to do as little as possible during the day to keep the energy for the night, unless i have to go do something important or tiring that day. If i have to do ssomething important or tiring and i know it i try to at least get about 4-6 hours of sleep. But this is abt pulling multiple all nighters in a row lol

If its obvious you didnt sleep at all and people are going to be asking you, heres some excuses:"i think i may be about to start my period or something maybe" "i just woke up tired idk" "i was up a little late last night because i couldnt sleep, and i also kept waking up a lot." "Idk why im so tired to be honest" "my (insert pet) kept me up all night" "i tried to sleep but my phone was blowing up all night and i was too tired to get up snd turn it or the notifications off" "(insert friend) kept me up all night" "i was watching youtube and got distracted, i didnt realize what time it was til it was nearly 3 in the morning" and those are some of the ones i use/have used/think might work

I try and have a lot of caffeine, but not too much. I drink like a cup of coffee, and have soda or smth with or between my meals. I still drink water and stuff, but i drink stuff with caffeine in it when i feel like im about to pass out or something.

Ive got insomnia anyways so i mean... (its undiagnosed but i literally have all the signs/symptoms, so we all feel theres no need to get the doctor to diagnose me since we already know for certain)

I sometimes do drugs yall sorry i failed at being sxe like i was b4 i was 8 😳👊

I talk to my friends if theyre awake. Some live on the other side of the world in like russia n shit so normally its daytime for them lol

I think ive gotten most of it. However if yyou need to stay up to like finish a project or sumn hmu, my dms and asks are open if you need more tips.

[twilatethoughtsandshit]

Late Night Conversation

Summary: reader and spidey get personal on a rooftop

Warnings: alcohol, swearing, suicide mention 

( BTW I aged everyone up to senior year because sophomore year was awful for me and I don't want to think about that)

A/N: I’m currently taking requests so if you have any fic ideas hmu! this was based on Tom Hollands Spiderman. Have a nice day/night!

The wind blew through my hair and tickled my face as I sat upon the rooftop thinking of how shit life was going lately. I hadn’t gotten accepted to my number one choice of college, I had lost all my friends due to lies, and with graduation quickly approaching the thought of making life changing decisions was terrifying. The city lights seemed brighter tonight than they normally look, but that may have been a side effect of my slight intoxication. I sighed loudly and took another sip from my vodka and coke, damn life sucked. I stood up and wrapped my blanket around me as I approached the edge of the building. I looked down towards the ground and it fascinated me just to look down at the ground from this dizzying height. I was so entranced by how high up I was that I didn't realize there was someone on the roof with me until something hit my back and I was yanked backwards.

“What the fuc-”

“Don’t do it.” I looked up to see a masked face that I recognized as good ole superhero Spiderman.

“Don’t do what?”

“Jump.” I let out a laugh that was definitely inappropriate for the situation, but it was just so funny to me.

“I wasn't gonna jump; I just never realized how high up I was.”

“Oh…”

“It’s cool… would've been helpful if I was gonna jump tho,” I moved away from him and took a swig of my drink. I sighed and muttered, “I’m not drunk enough for this shit.”

He gave me a weird look and asked, “ Are you drinking?”

“Yeah… you’re not gonna call the cops on me are you?” I grinned and winked at him. He sighed and shook his head; I walked over to where my 12 pack of sodas was and offered him one. “Want one? There’s no alcohol in this one, see? It’s not even opened yet.”

“Thanks,” He grabbed the soda, opened it, and put it up to his face before seemingly remembering that his mask was on. He set the drink down and pulled up the bottom of his mask until his mouth was exposed, then he picked up his soda and took a gulp. I grinned at him while I poured a little more vodka into my drink. “So… why are you drinking?”

“Hmm..?”

“You aren’t.. you don't seem like the type to drink,” He told me while I capped the alcohol.

“Well I’m sad and confused and don't know how else to cope,” I replied taking a swig and shuddering at the bitter taste of the vodka. “And before you go on about how that’s bad, don't worry I already know. That’s why I don't do this often.”

He nodded and stretched his arms out, then in one fluid motion he sat down on the ground. He looked up and patted the space next to him. I sat down next to him and snuggled into my blanket before looking over at him.

“Do you want some of my blanket?”

“Ah no thanks I'm good.”

“Are you sure? It’s cold.”

“I’ve got heaters, I'm good.”

“You’ve got heaters in your suit?” He nodded, “Damn superheroes getting all the cool shit.”

He laughed at me and looked over at me, grinning. “So, what’s got you down?”

“Like I would tell you, I don't even know you!”

“Isn’t that the beauty of it though? You don’t know who I am, so shouldn't it be easier to tell me what’s on your mind?”

“Ah you would think spidey-boy,” I took a moment to down the rest of my drink. “But isn't that a burden on you? Knowing all about people’s problems should be a priest’s job, not yours.” I opened another coke and drank some before cracking open the vodka again, “You’re not a priest, are you?”

“What? No, no… I just like to help people who are feeling down. Makes me feel like I’m making a difference in people’s lives.”

“Saving people from crime isn't enough?”

He didn't answer me, instead he just looked forward towards the city lights. I joined his gaze to watch the city; it was comforting to just sit and watch life move around us because it seemed that time had stopped here. In my peripheral vision I saw him take a drink from his soda, he set it down on the concrete roof a turned his head to me. “Aren’t the city lights beautiful?” I nodded and looked at him smiling.

“Why do you think I come up here?”

“To be sad?” He said jokingly and laughed a little.

“Ya know I come up here to be happy too,” I laughed. “Occasionally I like to shake it up a bit.” We laughed before the silence swept over us once again; feeling awkward I gulped down some more of my drink. I had begun to feel the slight fuzziness of alcohol wash over my system and I breathed in heavily. My phone vibrated in my pocket and I pulled it out to see a text from my mother, ‘Sorry honey, wont be home tonight. just got pulled into another surgery love u .’ I put my hands over my face and dragged them down slowly before putting my phone away and turning to face the half-masked stranger.

“Have you ever felt entirely alone?” He shrugged before nodding. “I mean… I lost all my friends this week. I have no one to talk to and I hate it. I didn't even have that many friends to begin with…” Tears began to form in my eyes and I covered my face with my hands once again.

“What happened?” He asked as he put an arm around my shoulder; I uncovered my face and leaned my head on his shoulder.

“One of my friends boyfriends hates me, so he told everyone I tried to get him to cheat on my friend. Everyone believed him and now no one is talking to me.”

“Wow… that’s brutal.”

“Right? High schoolers are the worst. Besides I would never try to do anything with any of my friends boyfriends, I’m not that mean.”

“You’re in high school,” He said rather than asked. I nodded, “Do you go to Midtown?”

“How’d you know?”

“Uh… this is the district for that school right?”

“Oh yeah. Guess you’re right.” I sighed, “Damn I’m such a bummer right now.”

He grinned again, “That’s okay. Everyone has to be a bummer sometimes, otherwise you’ll never have fun.”

“Guess you’re right again… God I really don’t want to go back to school.”

“Why’s that?”

“I don’t have any friends, remember?” I tapped my nose then made finger guns at him; he laughed.

“Do you know a kid named Peter?”

“Peter…?”

“Peter Parker?”

“Oh you mean genius boy? Yeah I know of him.”

“He’s not a genius,” he laughed.

“He’s had a Stark Industries internship for two years, two! Stark would never hire a teenager unless they were a genius or had super powers,” I snorted. “But Peter Parker is way too shy to be a superhero, so he must be a genius.”

Spiderman laughed at me and put his hands up in surrender, “Okay, okay, you’re right.” He laughed a little bit more, even though it was not that funny. “Anyways, if you feel bad at school or need to talk to someone, go to him.”

“Why would I go to him if I need someone to talk to?”

“Well, let’s just say I’ve known Peter a long time and I know that he doesn't like people feeling bad. Just tell him you need someone to talk to and I’m sure he’ll befriend you like that,” He snapped.

“So he’s kinda like you?”

“What!?”

“Well you apparently both like to talk to sad people and make them feel better.”

“Yeah… you’re right..”

“Are you sure it’ll be ok to talk to him?” I asked tentatively, “I mean, I’ve never spoken to him before in my life. I don't want to randomly dump my problems onto him.”

“Don’t worry about it, he owes me.” He took a sip from his soda, “And hey, if he isn't nice to you, I’ll beat him up.”

“You swear?”

“I guarantee it.”

I grinned at him and then checked the time, “Oh geez it’s getting late. I should probably go inside and go to bed.” He nodded and stood up, then extended a hand to pull me to my feet.

“Are you gonna need help getting back into your apartment?”

“Why would I need help getting into my apartment?” I asked confused before cracking a smile,  “You’re not hitting on me are you?”

“No,” He chuckled a little. “You’ve been drinking and I don’t want you to fall or anything.”

“Oh don’t worry about it, I’ll be fine.” I picked up the rest of my things and headed towards the door inside. “Hey thanks for not letting me drink alone.”

“No problem,” He waved as he pulled his mask back down and jumped off the building drink in hand.

“Make sure to recycle that soda can when you’re done with it!” I called after him, to which he replied with a salute and then disappeared into the night.

[thefatedmeeting]

@queen-0f-demons​ hey bro!!! i saw u wrote that post and i wanted to talk to u about it, if thats cool with you. i decided to make it a post in case other people would need to read it, but if u want me to make it private or something just hmu. 

i don't wanna hog your post but i wanted to share my experience and realizations so that it perhaps might make you feel better about your art feels somehow. keep in mind these are my personal opinions! more under cut.

i relate to every single word you say. sometimes being an artist doesn't seem rewarding, and most of the time it really isn’t. when you don't get enough money, when you have to undercharge for your art, when people don't acknowledge your effort or even Refuse to do so; when you feel you're not good enough, and when you feel like your art isn't worth anything, or even when, in your eyes, it's bad compared to other people's art.

i feel that!! i used to feel that all the time. especially when i used to post more on tungle, and consciously or not, i also used to feel that Very Intensely due to anxiety and depression. i would try to not be negative, but deep down i'd be super jealous at the artists i admired (and sometimes i still am!), because their art was so nicely developed, stylish, so uniquely THEM. i was unable to have that at the time, or i thought so. 

but back then i was actually in my learning phase - i was developing my anatomy, my style, and myself! i was going through a healing process as well. so of course everything boiled down to a . snowball . HDFFDDFG but you know. i'm still in a learning process. i might understand certain things better - because not only practicing, but my studies have helped me see things i didn't see, or realize, before - but i am still learning! dude! 

i still have to learn how to properly draw legs sometimes. i have to put on more flesh in the joints. i have to DRAW EARS PROPERLY and not like some weird thing! gotta learn BGS! composition! i have to draw more because lately ive been DEAD BUSY! etc etc. but that's alright. the more i practice and learn and see, the more i will improve - just like you.

please keep in mind, the things below are things i have learned and thought for myself. i can't make you have realizations of your own, but i assure you it gets better if you allow yourself to go through that process.

most artists post works they're proud of, or that they consider postable for some reason or another. don't forget that every artist, yourself included, has had hundreds of canvases and pages filled so that they could MANAGE to learn one thing that they're showcasing in that one picture! art takes time, and effort, and everyone has a different rythm. just because others are faster, or have more time, or have more technique, it doesn't lessen your own effort. you are doing what you can at the current time - respect your limits, and push them when possible!

DONT COMPARE YOURSELF TO OTHERS i figure you're very tired of hearing advice like this but it's the truth man. everyone has followed different paths in life, that has given them certain abilities or certain ways of seeing the world. you don't need to follow that same path to be able to do good art. you have to follow your own path, to live your life, and build your own sense of... how do i say. your own lifestyle. your own vision, your personality? btw, of course you can use references. of course you can pick up snippets of what you like/respect/admire the most in other artists, even in things that don't relate to art.

speaking of that! good art is not perfect art. what do you consider to be perfect - life-like realism? life-like proportions? something aesthetically pleasing? something that grabs someone's attention? something that communicates? etc. art is not about being perfect! it's about communicating, expressing, about an experience, about yourself, about whatever you want it to be. what do you like to draw the most? do you enjoy anatomy, or animals? backgrounds? abstract art? is there a style you like the most? and why do you do that? think about it! if you can, study about the old things. about art history, art theory, old and new techniques, things that aren't even related to your area - for example, you want to be a mangaka? why not try sculpting. you can use clay, stone, bronze, metal, you can even assembly different objects and stick them together. might not be related to your area, but it might give you new ideas. expand your horizons!

my teachers said something that stuck with me. at first i didn't like to hear it, but it stuck with me. but they said it's nice for the growth of your own unique style - to perfect a techique to "break" it later. because it gives you purpose, and it's not the lack of a technique that is stopping you from using it! for example. i can do realistic paintings and drawings. takes me more time. i have fun doing them at times, when my confidence is down and i get like oh right, i can do that thing. and even though i do it sometimes, i choose to focus on another style because or semi-realistic paintings are just not my style. but life drawings, which are “realistic” in nature, helped me immensely with anatomy, proportion and lighting.

on another hand, art doesn't necessarily needs technique. i think studying and developing is vital to your formation as an artist - but i don't think the Academy(tm) and Technique(tm) its the only path to success or self realization as an artist. there are socially and economically marginalized artists who have never entered a school and they are selling their things, or making art, inconformed w the status quo (with reason And receipts..), some who are arting their emotions away, some who embrace their lack of technique and amp it up on pure instinct, aesthetic sense and their life path, some who are practicing their culture by making it. if you communicate things well enough, or express what you want to express and think, "wow, that was nice. i like that. it's nice enough." 

an example i can think of on the top of my head for you is ONE, the mangaka who draws the original One Punch-man and Mob Psycho 100%. His art isn't the traditional anime-y style - it's anatomically/proportionally imperfect from an academic view. most of the characters don't have the characteristic "anime eye". your first glance of his drawings might've made you think, "god, this guy can't draw at all." but damn! have you seen the few panels where he puts effort/detail into? he knows how to - he has the eye for it, whether he chooses to make it to a simpler style for comedic value, effort, merchandising or personal values/choices, he knows it! he communicates so well. his panel placement, his expressions, his gestures and even the writing. in my eyes he is a fantastic, top notch artist. and he's getting the recognition and the money, even though you might look at him and say his drawings aren't perfect. (say what you will, he has improved a shit ton ghgh)

everyone has their own values about what is good art and what is bad art. learn what yours are! and allow these values to change as you grow.

don't try to prove anything to the world just yet! focus to yourself. prove to yourself that you can improve. fight off that "not enough" vibe. Do It bro. i know you can! and i assure you it will get better. practice, practice, practice - BUT PLEASE don't forget to rest if necessary, focus on your health first; AND to enjoy your life as well. the more you get out there and see new things, the more things you will have to express.

sorry this was long but i, lost track of time i spent 1 hour writing this. anyway. thank you for admiring me man. i hope the best for your artistic career and for yourself!! don’t give up and keep going. hit me up anytime, i'll answer whenever possible ey