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[juniperdugong]

Help Sleeping - Kim Mingyu

Mingyu was aware that you had work early in the morning.

Which is why he wanted to "help" you go to sleep.

You honestly didn't know what to expect. Maybe a glass of milk, some tea, a massage, hell maybe he'd even go the extra mile and do all of the above plus some melatonin gummies or something.

But no. Here you were, staring at the wall, sitting up, and lights dimmed. As your boyfriend sat in front of you with a pill bottle, a lighter, and a pop-it your younger sibling had left at the house months ago.

"Mingyu..."

"First of all, not my name. Second, I promise this will relax you." He let out one of his infamous little "he he" laughs as he zoned in.

Fully focused this man leaned closer and closer to you. You almost catch him in a kiss before his head swerves to your right ear. "A..." he whispers. Switches to your left ear, "S...". Alternating now he finishes the word with a breathy "M" and "R".

You groan at his antics but let him continue. And he does, oh trust he does.

For the next 20 minutes, you sit back and close your eyes, attempting to relax, as Gyu alternates between tapping on the pill bottle, whispering in your ear, lighting the lighter (careful to not get too close to the side of your head with this one), and bringing the pop-it to either side of your head and gently popping the bubbles.

Every now and again he would make a water droplet sound with his mouth, his breath so close to you that you would giggle and open your eyes slightly to see a small frown turn into a concentrated stare at whatever object he chose to entertain you with next.

By the end of it, he must've thought you were sleeping. His hands about to reach out to your body to lay you down but instead he meets your gaze as you slowly open your eyes.

"Gyu..."

A pout forms, "I thought I got you to sleep".

"Can you please, pretty please, the light of my life, my beautiful boyfriend, just make me some tea and get the melatonin gummies in the cabinet?"

He huffs and his pout turns into full duck lips as his brows furrow. "You didn't even try to enjoy it."

You scoff, roll your eyes, and put on your baby voice (the one made exclusively for him), "I did try baby, I really really did...for about 5 minutes."

"You let me do that for 15 more minutes?!"

"Listen, you were in the zone, how am I gonna stop you when you're in the zone? Babe."

"How am I gonna stop you when you're in the zone? Babe." He mocks.

"Gyu...please." you give him the most endearing yet sleepy expression and his pout returns, this time out of a minor sadness at your current restless state. Yeah, he could never actually be mad at you.

Being the man he is he's on his feet before you utter another word. Within 10 minutes he's back with what you've asked for. You scrunch your nose as you drink, a sign of thanks to him.

He gives you a radiant smile before wrapping his arms around your waist, giving your cheek a peck, and nuzzling into your neck.

After taking the gummies you turn the lamp off joining Gyu fully in the sheets entangling in the warmth of each other. Although it's dark you both know that you're both smiling. You reach out to cup his face in your hands and he giggles as your fingers locate each feature.

An attempt is made to kiss his lips but you catch his nose instead. Laughs emerge from both of you. This time you get it right though, your lips perfectly capturing his.

With a sigh, you say "Maybe...next time you just try holding me like this, huh? Because I don't know if it's you or these gummies but suddenly I am very very sleepy...".

"I'd be willing to test out that theory."

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{A/N: NOT PROOFREAD, literally finished writing this, posted it, and K.O.'d lol. This is inspired by this video of ASMR svt moments lol. Enjoy my loves, get a good night's rests whenever you sleep, and for the love of all that's holy DO NOT attempt to pull an all-nighter}

[nrdmssgs]

Reacting to the reader, accidentally falling asleep on them. (Price, Ghost, Gaz)

Masterlist

Part 1 (Soap, Alex, Konig)

Captain John Price

Platonic

Won't mind, if his old friend takes a quick nap on his shoulder, as long as this old friend tolerates a cigar smoke.

If he was discussing something with the others, and you happened to fall asleep - he'll try to speak quieter to the point, where his low velvety voice turns into a full-fledged asmr session.

But if the talk grows heated and his low menacing rumble wakes you up accidentally - he'll just pull you back on his shoulder. "Sorry, darling, go back to sleep... Now back to you, you d**p sh*t!"

Will unconsciously fidget with your fingers, John can't help it: your skin is so soft - it calms him down to lightly massage and caress your hand while you are napping.

Price finds it endearing, how flustered you got, after you finally woke up and understood, how exactly have you been sleeping all this time. Once again, he has nothing against it, but he will gladly joke about it, just to see you blushing. "Of course, you can spend a considerable amount of money on this orthopedic pillow in the hope that it will help you start sleeping better. Or you can always call one of your old friends - it costs nothing..."

Romantic

John will have to fight the urge to scoop and cradle you, so that you lean against him with your full weigh, enjoying his warmth enveloping you.

Even if he has something to do - his attention will be concentrated on you. Your calm deep breaths, your fingers clasping on his shirt lightly - that is what Price consumes with his every his single fiber. Because after all, it's memories of those things that keep him alive and sane on the battlefield.

Will definitely kiss the top of your head, even if you two are not alone. Multiple times.

It's moments like these, when he remembers to take a pause, look outside the window, remember, that his war is not everything he has - there is life beyond it.

Expect to wake up with his hand on your head, fingers sinking into your hair, a warm smile blooming on his face as he notices you slowly opening your eyes. "Had a nice nap, my love? Now how about I take you somewhere, you could actually sleep properly?"

Simon Ghost Riley

(this one turned out more like a scenario, sorry)

Platonic

Ghost doesn't notice the weight of your head on his lap right away. He's seen you curl up on a bench next to where he was sitting, but you are so small and light in comparison to him, it's hard to register your head leaning against him.

He sits at the table and talks to someone, when it hits him: a strange warmth, spreading in all directions of his body from the place your cheek meet his lap.

Simon makes a little, almost unnoticeable, pause, breathes in and goes on talking.

There's a voice in the back of his head, telling him to find anything, that might resemble a pillow, for you to sleep on. It would be so much better, than his dusty jeans. And you definitely deserve something softer than his lap to rest on.

But there's nothing, that he could offer you right now to replace him. So he settles to sitting as still as he possibly could and covering the edge of the table with his hand in case you wake up and get up abruptly. Little gesture, showing how much he really cares for every squadmate, how much he values their trust.

Back on the base, you notice, some late training hours disappeared from your timetable. Your Lt may never comment on you briefly passing out on his lap, but he never forgot, you needed a bit more time to rest after the last mission.

Romantic

He might be reserved and distant with you in public. Nothing personal, just a professional attitude, a facade, if you want. But here, behind the closed doors of his room, he freezes the very next minute he hears your muffled mumbling as you drifted to sleep on his shoulder.

"Don't go. Not yet."

Simons' heart sinks. He wishes, he didn't know, what were you talking about in your sleep, but he knows. Even in your dreams, on the territory, where you can have anything, you've ever wished for - you ask only for him to stay.

In public, you are always ok with him going on missions without you. You are always collected, supportive and optimistic. But when no one is around, you let yourself cling to Ghost for a brief moment, clasp your fingers around his arm and wordlessly plead 'don't go, don't go, don't go, don't...'

As he brushes hair from your face, you slightly flinch, not waking up.

"Take me, not him."

Simon looks at your face, feeling guilt building up in his chest. He puts his work papers aside, scoops you up and carries you to his bed. There he cradles you, caressing your face till you stop mumbling, descending to deeper sleep.

You wake up the next morning alone, surrounded by his scent, as he left you his shirt. He always does that, when he leaves on a mission without you. Your gaze wanders around, till it stops on your arm. His handwriting, black pen ink, covering your skin. Never before has he done anything like this. You grab your phone and frantically make a few dozens of photos of the inscription, that he left on you. You already know, that you'll make it permanent.

The inscription says "On my way to you"

Kyle Gaz Garrick

Platonic

Kyle is actually the one to ask others to speak quieter, when he realizes, you've fallen asleep on his lap.

Will shoo away Soap, who is ready to attack you and Kyle with a myriad of 'so when's the wedding' jokes.

Gaz is also the one to actually make sure, that there is nothing hard in his pockets and that the no sharp edges of his tactical clothes touch your delicate skin. He is a very good, genuinely caring friend.

In fact, he will protect you from any person, threatening your sleep. He will even convince Ghost to come back to you with new intel or orders just a bit later, or give them to Gaz, so that he can tell you everything later.

If you work together - he will try to help you with paperwork, so that you have more time to sleep between trainings and missions.

Romantic

Kyle has that face of the happiest, most proud man out there. It's you, the one, he has been dreaming about for so long, feeling so relaxed next to him. Not only he has you - he can make you so content, you smile, while napping on his shoulder.

His eyes are glued to your face. Nothing else matters in this very moment. It's impossible to distract him with anything.

Covers you with his jacket, always makes sure that you are warm and comfortable in his hands.

Loves to surprise you with something small, every time it happens and you wake up on his shoulder. If you two were in the park - Gaz will carefully pick a flower and tuck it in your hair. If it happened in a coffee shop - he will quietly order your favorite cupcake and move the plate towards you.

Lives for that smiles appearing on your lips in first moments after you wake up. Peppers your face with kisses. "Morning, sunshine!" (says it even if it's almost midnight, and he is about to drag you to the bedroom in a few minutes)

[g-xix]

This might be a strange request but I was watching the new ItalianBach video with Alex, Cam and Arthur and I thought it was really funny and cute that a few times Arthur was like “wait I actually kind of like this.” I was wondering if you could do a little blurb or something with Arthur x Reader where the reader is scratching his back or his scalp or something and basically doing asmr on him without him realizing it’s asmr and teasing him abt the fact he likes it?

Head Scritches | ArthurTV

I normally take YEARS replying to oneshot reqs but this is so cute i litr banged this up in a DAY which isn't too bad... it is quite a short little blurb (great word btw) tho, but i hope you and everyone else reading enjoys nonetheless, anon!

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-just like sorta casually hanging about in Arthur's flat, j chilling n spending time together...

-You're lying across the sofa w ur legs spread across the cushions n Arthur's body on top of yours, cushioned between your legs and on his phone- switching between playing online chess and watching TikToks whilst waiting for his opponent to make the next move

-Your hand just sort of finds itself on his head after a bit, fingers just finding a path through his hair n moving only a little bit...

-"What're you doing?" Arthur mumbles, not moving to get you off, just intrigued with what exactly you were doing whilst he couldn't see you

-"I'm just massaging your head." You hummed, leaning your own head back to relax whilst your fingers threaded through his hair. "Do you want me to stop?"

-"...No, I don't think so." Arthur sounded unsure of himself, bringing a small chuckle from you as you continued your actions inattentively.

-Whilst you were lounging and happily relaxed, Arthur found himself... not agitated, but completely defenceless to how nice it felt. It felt like getting his hair done, but so much gentler and more soothing...

-He felt uncomfortable in how he was sat - he just wanted to lie down and sprawl out - relax all of his limbs and let his head fall limp against you whilst you just ran your hands over his head juuust like that...

-Yet Arthur didn't say a thing in not wanting you to stop what you were doing or think he was odd- or make him explain- or something trivial and unnecessary like that. No, instead he just closed his eyes briefly and savoured that way your fingers ran through his hair, fluffing and messying it. And as Arthur closed his eyes, he only felt more, particularly noticing the way your fingertips seemed to press into the back of his head, right where he had a headache- circling ever so slightly and seeming to chase the achy points away

-It was only when you absent-mindedly drummed your fingers over Arthur's scalp when you noticed Arthur's responses to your touch

-Withdrawing your arm from over your eyes (previously serving as an eyemask for you to rest), you realised that Arthur had literally had a whole-body shiver at what you'd done; drumming your fingers one by one over his scalp

-"Holy shit, sorry, are you okay?" You retracted your hand back from Arthur hastily, though your brows raised in even more surprise as he let out a near whine as you moved back(!) "Arthur...?"

-"Do that again please," He whimpered, the note of desperation on his voice drawing a slight laugh from your voice.

-"What, this?" You drummed each finger over his scalp again with a grin, his neck ticking as he let out a slight groan, drawing a full laugh from your chest, throwing your head back as well. "Is this your equivalent of ASMR?" You teased, seeing a pink flush rise up to Arthur's neck from behind as he stuttered a-

-"M-maaaybe..." In reponse before rushing, "Pleasedon'tstopthough-" which only drew another hearty laugh from you, your fingers reconnecting to Arthur's head nonetheless and messaging over his scalp and running your fingers though his head.

-"Sure I won't," You mumbled in response after a while, smile still on your face. "As long as you're not enjoying it too much..."

-"Too late," Arthur joked in response before hastily grabbing a cushion and pretending to cover his crotch with it with joking heavy breaths.

-A snort left your mouth, grabbing the pillow from besides you to whack him around the back of his head, laughing as you lovingly replied "Shut up and play your chess, neeky", threading your fingers back through your head and going back to sleeping whilst playing with his hair, un-wipeable smile plastered onto your face as you did... <33

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Hang on, j found this whilst scrolling pinterest for a good ATV pic:

THAT'S FUCKING ITALIAN BACH??!?!?!? HE'S HOT?!?!?!?? Istg this new chaos crew squad is acc so leng: ATV, G Clarkey, ItalianBach, Cam, fuckin' even Alex... Bloody hell, absolute sexy demons if i say so myself (as a definite (😬) sexy demon)

Hope you enjoyed reading!! Feel free to interact- whether that be a comment, vote or follow! Requests open, feel free to submit what u wanna see... Much love!!

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[yandere-kokeshi]

What would Kratos do if the reader got sick? Well, like, I don’t think that a large number of blankets would be saved in his house (despite the fact that it looks cozy, I think it’s very cold there).

— Yandere Kratos with sick reader

Warnings:  yandere behavior, and talks about having the flu

A/N: akkk, love this so much!

With you being sick, it only results in Kratos being more grumpy and severely overbearing. Small answers to anybody outside his personal circle, his devil eyes staring into people’s souls, and being more impatient.

It’s no surprise that he takes your health very seriously. Even a minor cough, or slight sniffle, has him looking at you with worried eyes. He quickly brings you to a healer, who only shrugs their shoulders and suggests medicine to make your immune system pass it faster. And to nobody’s surprise, he doesn’t take it lightly. He’s overprotective, overthinking minor things — which means, you’re going to be coddled to the max. 

Kratos replaces everything in the whole cabin to your liking, to keep itself warm for your sake. He gives you wool blankets, piling them on top of you like pieces of cakes. Constant fires that keep you warm, but far enough to be cautious. And wearing thick clothing, being fed a large bowl of stew to keep you nice-and-full. 

He regularly wakes you up between naps, giving your elbow a squeeze with an apologetic look before mumbling ‘eat up’, serving you warm and good-smelling soup that he hopes you’ll enjoy. 

He does everything in his path to keep your fever down. He checks up on you constantly, a frown on his face prominent as he takes your temperature with his large backhand, grazing his thumb over your sweating forehead, and presses cold towels to your feverish body. 

Literally babies you. He will hand-feed you, catching any food that dribbles from the corner of your mouth with his thumb whilst chuckling. And always asks Atreus to fetch you more food at the trading-market that’s soft on your stomach. 

He worries a lot. And it’s not something he’s glad about showing — he paces constantly, grunting instead of answering with words, and waiting for the time to be gone, as if you’re going to get better within a snap of fingers. It’s funny really, seeing a man known for his indisputable strength, worrying like a mother; constantly looking at you with wide eyes, and a frown. He’s always touching you, kissing the back-of-your-hand, whilst mumbling words that you cannot make out– to whom, you learn about one night that he’s sorry. Sorry for making you sick, and how you’re suffering because of it. 

This said, if you need to get up for an unnecessary thing, or come up with excuses for trying to say you’re better when you’re obviously not. And for that, Kratos isn’t afraid to push you back into bed, telling you to stay and rest. And if he needs to, he’ll keep you trapped within his arms, which we all know, is incredibly solid to get out of.

Within the statement of arms, Kratos is incredibly warm — and it’s no surprise he’s using it when you’re cold. He’s constantly bundled underneath you with many blankets, having you lay on top of him as his arms are wrapped around you like snakes. At times, he’ll move his fingers underneath the back of your shirt and massage your lower back. 

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[brisquad-unit-4402]

luxiem helping you fall asleep

this is a true story and vent post based on real events. WHY DID I HAVE TO HAVE SUCH A SHITTY SLEEP THE ONE TIME I NEEDED TO WAKE UP EARLY AND RESTED

THIS ISN’T EVEN SELF INDULGENT ANYMORE IT’S JUST ME WANTING TO TAKE A NAP

ENJOY

I HOPE YOU REST BETTER THAN I DID

tags: established relationship, gender neutral reader, fluff, headcanons

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

🖋 Ike Eveland

the gentlest about making sure you stay as comfortable as possible

he doesn’t even ask if you’re awake, it’s just that he can tell by how you keep shuffling around

is so conscious of his every movement that he makes and if it might disturb you

he tucks you back in before reaching out to rub your arm

forehead, cheek, back of head- whichever’s closest, he places a feather-soft kiss there

his hand kneads the tightness out of your body and he hums a quiet, calm tune

partially because he doesn’t want you to think about words and lyrics, partially because his voice is already low with sleepiness

when he knows you’ve fallen asleep for real, then he’ll go back to sleep after you and with his arm still draped around you

.　 . • ☆ . ° .• °:. *₊ ° . ☆

🦁 Luca Kaneshiro

keeps his volume down even when he knows you’re wide awake, just so it helps you relax

if you’re up for it he’ll teach you some stretches to do before bed

which feels like bullshit until you eventually cave and it really is so much easier to get comfortable

he’ll let you snuggle up next to him like he’s your personal plushie

he even invites you to use his not-that-big booba as a pillow

once you’ve figured out a good position he’ll wrap his arms around you and keep you safe

he ends up falling asleep before you do, and before you know it the sound of his heartbeat and the rise and fall of his chest lulls you to sleep

.　 . • ☆ . ° .• °:. *₊ ° . ☆

🦊 Mysta Rias

well shit he’s always had difficulties sleeping too so if you’re unable to sleep chances are he’s still awake too

he does the sleepover thing where he pretends to be sleepy in case you are too but when he realizes you’re also awake he doesn’t even hide his energy

*groggily* “you awake?”

“yeah”

“OH cool me too! do you think that the monsters under the bed ever sleep”

it’s not even that he’s energetic, it’s just that his mind can’t sit still

even when he’s tired he’s an excellent conversation partner with you

you talk about anything and everything that comes to your sleep-deprived minds until someone yawns and the other can’t keep their eyes open

…the next day you both nearly oversleep and need more coffee than usual because of how late you stayed up for your impromptu pillow talk

.　 . • ☆ . ° .• °:. *₊ ° . ☆

👟 Shu Yamino

his bed is so full of plushies and blankets that if you’re too cold, it’s no problem

and after all his body runs hot with fire. you can cuddle him for warmth too

to be fair it’s more likely that you only have a thin sheet or none at all if you cuddle with shu for Optimal Temperature™

the pressure of his body against yours is reassuring

he’ll gently massage your back, shoulders, and arms to help you relax

and if push comes to shove, he’ll even sing you a lullaby or two

he’s all about making sure you’re physically comfortable so your mind can rest before anything else

.　 . • ☆ . ° .• °:. *₊ ° . ☆

👹 Vox Akuma

uh, have you SEEN his asmr? i mean, the less risky ones

dude is such a calming presence

he has the perfect combo of voice and eloquence that when he notices you can’t fall asleep, he’ll tell you a story quietly

his voice is so smoky with sleepiness glazed over it that it’s hard to keep track of what he’s actually saying

especially because he plays with your hair as he talks

naturally the white noise and comforting gesture lulls you to sleep over time

in the morning when you wake up properly next to him you ask him to tell you the story without trying to get you to fall asleep

turns out it was actually just a rant about bowser in the super mario movie

you wish you stayed up

.　 . • ☆ . ° .• °:. *₊ ° . ☆

[just-a-ghost00]

Ways that you can regulate your emotions when you're feeling down

Use your emotions as a creative source : paint your anger, write a poem about your sadness, do a collage that represents your worries and then tear it apart so it can no longer affect you.

Get your body moving : dance, practice yoga, have a walk, do any martial art, go to the gym...

Give your mind a little escapade : meditate, read a book, listen to/watch ASMR, watch a movie or a series, listen to your favorite music, get a nice massage, give yourself a spa treatment...

Release dopamine : have a good laugh with people you love, play with a pet, spend time in presence of children, do things that you used to love as a kid, play a card board game or any game you enjoy, eat your comfort food, watch a compilation of your favorite memories or funny videos about your favorite artist

Uplift your spirit : surround yourself with things and people that make you feel hopeful and motivated, listen/read/watch inspiring content, train yourself to see the positive in what you are experiencing.

Allow your emotions to be released : voice out your emotions on the spot instead of waiting for them to eat you alive, talk to a psychiatrist / therapist.

Don't wait for your emotions to overwhelm you : when you feel like the tension is rising and your plate is starting to get full, act upon it right away. Set clear boundaries as to what you are wiling to put up with. For instance, let's say you woke up feeling a bit off and then your partner has done something that triggered you. You're starting to feel irritated. Instead of repressing that and carrying on with that irritation throughout the day, clearly express the fact that you are not in the mood to put up with someone else's attitude.

Learn to say no : don't add any more to your plate than you already have. You are your first and main responsibility. Of course, depending on who you're dealing with (i.e. young children) it may not always be possible to do so. But when possible, please prioritize yourself.

[bellatrixobsessed1]

Meteor Shower (Part 8)

If you want to get a sense of what Icy was going through you can open one youtube tab and type in ‘Screaming Dead - Night Creatures 12''(1983) side A’ and then open a second tab and copy & paste ‘[FULL ALBUM] f(x) - Electric Shock (2nd Mini Album) [HQ Audio + DLs]’ into the search bar. Hit play on both videos one after the other. Turn both up full blast (optional). You can also type in ‘Argument Ambience - Courtyard, Angry People, Yelling | ASMR’ for added torment. And that’s just about what Icy was enduring. You’re welcome or I’m sorry.

If she has to hear one more MeTor song, she is going to lose it. That ridiculous fairy won’t stop! And Stormy…that dull-minded dolt! Good music loses all of its appeal when it is warring for dominance with poppy drum machines. It ceases to have any appeal at all, instead becoming part of the chaos, part of the problem, one horrid mesh of clashing drums beats and vocal types that should never mix. Lyrics that don’t go together in the slightest and are terribly out of sync. A migraine inducing, ear bleeding mashup on par with low quality, old internet videos made by some pre-teen who dweeb dead in the middle of their ‘I’m so random phase’, who hadn’t been bullied enough.

Evidently this amalgamation is worse. 

Much worse. Between those warring lyrics that don’t go together whatsoever are shouts and grumbles; 

“Turn it down! This music is shit!” 

Stormy’s voice is beginning to take on the cadence of nails on a chalkboard.

“No you turn your music down! It’s depressing.” 

Stella’s voice has always had that effect. Doubly so with the MeTor girls providing her with backing vocals. 

“All of you shut the hell up!”

And Darcy isn’t helping at all. 

She is going to puncture her own eardrums. That would be more pleasant. Infinitely more pleasant. The urge to shout her own demand for all of them to shut up is overwhelming but she can’t allow herself to become part of the chaos. Her phone, however, has no qualms about adding its own noise. Suddenly she regrets having a song as her ringtone. 

Icy buries her face in her hands, massaging her throbbing temples with her thumbs. And her phone keeps ringing. Again and again and again and again…

It stops ringing and then it starts ringing all over again. 

And Darcy screams for Stormy and Stella to be quiet so she can concentrate on her spellwork. And Musa turns up the music because she can’t hear it over them. And Stormy turns up her music because she has to drown out the sunshine and perkiness. And Bloom is screeching at the top of her lungs just to be a complete menace. 

And Icy…

Icy is going insane. 

Absolutely batshit insane. 

Had she the sense or the peace of mind to do so, she would whip out that rule sheet and add a whole slew of new rules pertaining to music and aux cord privileges. All of which are about to be revoked. Evidently she is on the verge of making a ‘no music allowed unless it’s on stage’ rule. 

After giving her face a frustrated rub, Icy stands up and fetches herself a drink. Hard liquor, the kind that will hit quick. She kicks the door to their tour bus open and curses the universe for allowing the Winx tour bus to break down in the middle of the road as she steps out onto the rest stop sidewalk. 

She finds herself a picnic table in the shade and sits atop it with her legs spread and her feet resting on the bench. With  a bottle in one hand and a cigarette in the other. She wonders how long it’ll take for some busy body to come out and tell her that she can’t do that here with some dramatic gestures to the no smoking sign that she sits beneath. 

In her pocket, Icy feels her phone vibrate against her hip. Silencing it wasn’t good enough, she should have left the damn thing on the bus with the rest of the noise. She takes a long drag from her cigarette before putting it out on the tabletop. She answers her phone with a gruff, “what?”

“Afternood, Icy.” His voice is low and velvety, calm and even. And the sound of it drives her madder than any of the grating sounds that she has just escaped. “How is the tour going.”  He asks as though he hadn’t wanted damn near two weeks to call her.

“Oh it’s going fantastic.” She hisses. “Just fuckin’ perfect.”  So damn great that the Trix’s crowd is beginning to thin. So incredibly wonderful that there probably won’t be a witch in the crowd by the end of it. 

“You guys actually went through with it.” He comments. “Touring with the Winx.” He gives a low whistle. “I don’t think that the Wizards would have been brave enough to collaborate with the Specalists.”

Icy gives an indignant sniff, “ the Wizards weren’t even brave enough to tour with the Trix.” She tosses her bottle back and clunks it back onto the picnic table. “Embarrassing.” But no more than the shitshow that she is apparently running. 

She can’t say that she looks forward to preforming anymore. She isn’t exactly the sensitive sort, the type to be prone to ruminating on insults and mockery. She isn’t often ruffled by scrutinizing stares—she has been well and desensitized to all of that.But she swears that her witch audience is judging her for allowing this duo headline to happen. And it is starting to wear on her. Whittle away at what she had thought to be an impeccable sense of self-esteem. She has worked hard to craft this image for herself and now it is all falling apart. She could have just put on a longer show, just the Trix and no opener. She is so stupid. She should have thought of that earlier. A complete idiot. 

“You’re still mad at me.” 

“Two weeks. You haven’t called in two weeks.” 

“Because I knew that you were mad at me!” He accuses and not wrongly.

“Correct.” She confirms. 

“Well maybe I didn’t fancy getting yelled at.”

Icy rolls her eyes. “We’re several sentences in and I haven’t done it yet.” 

“But you’ve already insulted me at least twice. And you’ve got that tone.” 

“What tone, Darko!? What fucking tone!?” 

“You know the one.” He insists. “And you’re yelling at me now.”

“I know pixies that are less emotional and sensitive than you.” 

“Three times.”

“Three times?”

“You’ve insulted me three times now.” He pauses. “At least.” 

For the love of darkness! She should have just stayed on that bus and endured. Suddenly the sound of three songs playing over one another and the shouting seems quite soothing on the ears. “You’ve said something worth insulting three times now.”

“Ya know what?” Darko asks. “I’m done.” 

“Done?” She quirks a brow. 

“Done doing this.” 

“Then hang up the phone and call me back two weeks from now.” 

“I’m going to hang up the phone, Icy.” He replies. “But I’m not going to call you back. I don’t want you to call me again either.” 

She hears the phone click before she can get another word out. She curls her fingers more tightly around her phone, lest she chuck it clear across the rest stop. She picks up the bottle and finishes it off. By the time she sees fit to stumble her way back up the tour bus stairs, the drink has put a spin in her head. 

With any luck she’ll pass out relatively quickly, before the musical chaos can resume. 

Icy is not a particularly lucky person, the voices of Kyanite and Diamond follow her into the darkness. And she hears that horrid tangle of cutesy pop and dismal death rock in her dreamscape. 

It is the soundtrack to her suffering.

.oOo.

Why her? 

The question never seems to leave her mind these days. Everything she does is followed by that question. Why her? 

When she releases a new song. Why her?

When Valtor buys her a new dress to wear. Why her?

When she gets her paycheck and it is substantial. Why her?

When Valtor tells her that she is pretty—sexy even. Why her? 

She concludes that it is because she is easy—easy to manipulate and easy to exploit and he does so expertly. He tells her that it will be worth it in the end, that they just need to change one or two more things and then she will be perfect, and then she will be richer than she can imagine richer and well respected. A far cry for the loser in her high school yearbook photo. No one will be able to walk all over her ever again. 

No one but him. 

Today he has decided that her cheeks, the cheeks had only recently caressed and complimented are still too chubby for his liking, that the diets haven’t been working properly. He holds her head in his grasp and tilts it from side to side, humming and clicking in disapproval. “No, this won’t do at all.”

Kyanite’s stomach drops in unison with her head. 

“We’re trying to get rid of that innocent image of yours. That is terribly hard to accomplish when you still have this softness about you.” He pauses. “You have these doey eyes too. We might be able to fix that with makeup.”

“I don’t need surgery.” She mutters. She doesn’t want it either. 

Didn’t want it. The doubt is beginning to settle in. 

“It will only be this once.” He promises

“I can’t afford it.”

Valtor chuckles. “My treat, dear.” He pours himself a glass of white wine and stirs it so that the ice clicks and settles. “As usual.”

“What if it goes wrong?” She has seen pictures. Heard plenty of stories. Diamond’s friend…Kyanite shudders…Diamond’s poor friend. Those before and after photographs had haunted her for quite some time. Now and then it would be swapped out for one of the others that she and MeTor had browsed through as part of their vow to never cave to the pressure and get plastic surgery. They had all promised each other. A MeTor promise. 

She is no longer part of MeTor…

He waves her concerns away with a lazy hand gesture. “Then we’ll find someone who can do the job better and they’ll fix you right up.” He pauses for a sip. “But you won’t have to fret over that, my dear. I’ve booked you an appointment with the best.”

“You’ve already booked it!?” 

“Well we want you recovered before your next photoshoot. The sooner the better.”

“Right. Of course.” It is hard to choke the words out with such a large lump in her throat. She will be better after this, she tells herself. Valtor has only ever improved her. Has only ever lifted her to a higher point in life. And this is simply the next level. All of those photos showcasing swollen eyes and lumpy cheeks, they are the outliers. Uploaded for shock value and a means to deter girls like her. They don’t want to share their beauty. 

But Valtor wants her to be beautiful. 

And she wants to be beautiful. 

For him or for herself, she cannot tell…

And so she closes her eyes and takes a deep breath. She will get in the car and she will do it without complaint. Her hands are shaking and her stomach has skipped that gentle flutter, opting instead to feel downright queasy. But Kyanite is Valtor’s shooting star, his sun and moon. He wouldn’t open her up to something that would ruin her. He wouldn’t do anything to hurt her.

Aside from ruining her friendships. 

And her sense of self.

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i've found a whole list i made of the unused unus annus video ideas that they discussed in one of the last videos. i don't remember the context for a lot of them but some are very funny. i particularly like "volcano?" and "fire house ?" cause i have absolutely no idea what they mean and i don't think i ever did considering the question marks. i also got lazy near the end, sorry. lastly, i found a screen recording i took of them singing the sound of silence (hello darkness my old friend)??? i have no idea what that was, why they did that, or why i saved it, but now you get to see it at the bottom of this post

okay without further ado, here are the unus annus video ideas they never used

parkour

claustrophobic (wrapping each other in rugs)

blacklight (in each others rooms)

watching ethan sleep

5 senses

guessing each other's wills

william osman how many licks (build lick machine)

asking youtubers what they've always wanted to do (and doing it, they post video and delete it with unus annus)

mark gets his nipple pierced if they don't reach 1 million subscribers in time

tattoos

making weapons for each other and dueling with them

500 v 2 paintball (500 fans vs mark & ethan)

stunt car driving

skydiving

bungee jumping (with pokimane)

preforming in a burlesque show (w/ vixen deville)

mark gets bit by bullet ant

how much criticism can ninja take (bullying ninja over the phone)

how many copies of fortnite can a bullet take (or elmo)

pressuring david dobrik to buy us a car

susan wojcicki lie detector

learn braille

drunk driving in go karts

forcing shane dawson to do a conspiracy video on us

cage diving

trivia phone drop

covered in bees (see bee keeper)

thermal dick camera to find eachothers kinks

boner pill olympics

laxative olympics

michael reeves does something fucked up

craigslist stylist

being each other's personal assistants

lemonade stand (set stand up across the street from kids lemonade stand)

head to head

using as seen on tv products

trying to trigger the adpocalypse

buying everything my dog touches (slavery? if they touch a person)

building a house of cards on chica

blood drive haunted house

super soaker enema

going to couples therapy

going to area 51

going to area 52

fuck machine thanksgiving

props pop up shop

paint the office with our bodies

get an office

the shining challenge (getting chased by axe "murder" through a maze)

youtuber prom (forced to bring youtuber date, 360 camera in between dancers)

youtuber speed collab

trying to make each other fall asleep

staying awake as long as possible

one hour movie challenge (1 hour to write, 1 hour to film)

eating like the rock for a day

parasailing

who can do it first (back tuck vs back full)

yoga on paddle boards

jujitsu

learning to ride a tandem bike (obstacle course)

mattress rafting (white water rafting or going down the stairs with a mattress)

tap dancing classes

doubles ice skating (w/ game grumps)

interviewing a pornstar

how many rubs does it take to go through skin

making each others fursonas

meet a mortician

going to marks storage unit

renting the most expensive airbnb

living like team 10 for a day

youtuber sleep over (after prom)

mark get waterboarded while ethan gets tickled

volcano?

how far can we get on birds (scooters)

youtuber graduation (for all the youtubers that never went to college)

asmr slime making

building gokarts (the down hill kind?)

getting a couples massage

surfing lessons

raccoon cafe

cuddling workshop

chainsaw carving

trapeze

curling lessons

becoming an entrepreneur

clown class

parkour class

meditation

speed dating

learning accents from a linguistics coach

fire house ?

saving each other from drowning

pizza delivery to fans

quicksand

darkness for 24 hours

geochashing

hello darkness my old friend

camp annus–kernville

mud wrestling

making realistic things (armchair/beanbag)

dog cone

glory hole

burying ethan in the sand

the perfect disguise

smelliest smells

gamble all the adsense

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I adored your story about the tickle therapist. The idea of you completely helpless and giggly in that fluffy blanket burrito. I wanted to ask about said tickle therapist. How did you get so lucky, I think I want a tickle therapist too! Does she come up with a different scenario each time? Does she every force you to blush and ask for a certain tool etc?

Awwe I'm so glad you enjoyed ~<33 It was definitely one of my favorite sessions and a very unexpected but lovely lil gigglegasm ~

Sooo, I truly did get very lucky with my therapist. I was putting ads in craigslist looking for a tickle therapist at a time when I wanted more than anything just the touch. I didn't want a full on tickle fetish explosion, mostly a very light massage. As expected I mostly had responses from creeps and bots, but one person seemed on the level who said she was a massage therapist and had done something similar in the past for a client. We exchanged messages and set an appointment at her place of business. The first session was very much a traditional massage with a lighter touch. I wasn't brave enough to flat out ask for tickles and I really held back my laughs when her light touch would graze a spot. On our third session she remarked "you know, you can giggle. Giggling is okay." And that broke the ice. Now my sessions were full of laughs and snickers and giggles, and she was really vibing on how it affected me.

It started with tickles by hand, and she really surprised me when one day she sent an excited message saying she'd crafted a tickle tool. It was kind of amazing, like a knuckle accessory with four fluffy feathers attached to it which she mostly used to tickle my feet into giggling fuzziness. Our sessions are evolving, but mostly involve me laying on the table face down for a half hour, face up for a half hour with tickles administered throughout my body. We mix up the tools constantly, usually she brings some and I bring some, and we're always trying something new. Like on this last session I brought one of my waistbelts and had her both use the cool metal buckle to tickle my back and backs of my knees, and also jingle it around me which made me a squeaking desperate mess. She brought a fuzzy xylophone mallet and was using it to reach down and tickle my sides and ribs while using a feather to tickle my ears. We've also played with ASMR style tickles, where she's repeating tickle words (tickle tickle tickle, coochie coochie coo) or just buzzing my ears. And sometimes completely improvised things happen like once I was still giggling and my toes were still wiggling after she'd stopped tickling them, and she grabbed my ankles and took my feet under her shirt to hold them at her belly and we giggled together for like five minutes. She does make me blush a lot! And I make her giggle so much too with my silliness. It's really the best~<3

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ASMR when you really need to sleep.

Drift Off to Dreamland: The Soothing Power of ASMR.

Are you tossing and turning, struggling to get a good night's sleep? You're not alone. Millions of people worldwide experience sleep disturbances. But what if there was a natural, drug-free way to relax and drift off to dreamland? Enter ASMR, the soothing sensation that has taken the world by storm.

What is ASMR?

Autonomous Sensory Meridian Response, or ASMR, is a phenomenon that produces a tingling sensation, often felt on the scalp and neck, in response to specific auditory or visual stimuli. These triggers can include soft whispers, gentle tapping, or crinkling sounds.

Why does ASMR help you sleep?

Relaxation Response: ASMR triggers your body's relaxation response, lowering your heart rate and blood pressure.

Reduced Stress: The soothing sounds and visuals associated with ASMR can help reduce stress and anxiety, which are common culprits of insomnia.

Improved Sleep Quality: By promoting relaxation and reducing stress, ASMR can help you fall asleep faster and enjoy a more restful night's sleep.

ASMR for Sleep: The Perfect Playlist

Soft Whispers: The gentle sound of someone whispering can be incredibly calming.

Tapping Sounds: The rhythmic tapping of objects can create a soothing and hypnotic effect.

Nature Sounds: The sounds of rain, wind, or a crackling fireplace can transport you to a peaceful place.

Personal Attention: Imagine someone gently brushing your hair or massaging your shoulders. These simulated personal attention videos can be incredibly relaxing.

Tips for Maximizing Your ASMR Experience

Create a Relaxing Environment: Dim the lights, find a comfortable position, and put on your headphones.

Experiment with Different Triggers: Everyone responds differently to ASMR triggers, so try out different videos to find what works best for you.

Be Patient: It may take a few tries before you experience the full effects of ASMR.

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