#im on mobile rn im supposed to be in bed

[jamboreeartsupplies]

they're getting fitted for a new clownsuit !!!! not done yet but soon hopefully!

[vanillabat99]

I am craving fried rice but it is 5:45AM and I am exhausted.

[danishmiilk]

neighbors, opposites attract, "it's 3 a.m. why are you making soup?"

hello aria!! look so personally im not familiar with the opposites attract trope but i will try to not suck. and it'll be a sicheng fic because,,, when is anything not,,, also very sorry!! im on mobile rn so it's a little short + idh my dividers or anything so @adamfoolcry here goes!!

soup is better than water

pairing || dong sicheng x reader

prompts || neighbours!au, opposites attract!au, "it's 3am, why are you making soup?"

you tossed and turned in bed, jabbing the melting ice pack on your forehead. your friend had already left for her own apartment, so you were on your own with a raging headache, a fever and a sore throat. and so what was the conclusion? drink water. yes, nothing could go wrong if you could just drink a sip of water-

feeling around on your bedside table, there were only glasses, books and scattered stationery, none of them the liquid solution to you feeling awful. sniffing and sneezing, you gathered the blankets up around you and made your way to the living room in search of more water. "just my luck," you muttered angrily to yourself, not having been able to find water.

deciding that it was 3am, and hence too late to be boiling water by yourself especially if you were sick, you flopped down on your sofa tiredly. was there any other way i could get water? what if i asked sicheng? sicheng was the boy living beside you, and you'd had little interactions apart from the occasional greeting and exchange of dishes when your parents came over to stay and (inevitably) made too much. you'd seen the inside of his apartment before - it was clean and neat and tidy, everything your apartment - and you - were not. a quick glance at the clock told you that it was 3am. you supposed it wasn't very nice to go around knocking on people's doors at 3am, but really, drastic times called for drastic measures. and anyway, you weren't asking for his firstborn child, just a cup of water.

dragging yourself blankets at all to his front door, you lifted your hand to knock, but the slightly ajar front door was already blown open by the wind. "oh my god, no!" you peered in curiously, only to be met by the sight of your neighbour in front of his stove, cooking something. soup.

before you could think about it, you blurted out, "its 3am, why are you making soup?"

dong sicheng raised his eyebrows at you, "it's 3am, why are you standing outside my door cocooned in a bunch of blankets?"

touché. you sniffled again, leaning your burning forehead against the cool wall of the corridor, "just wanted some water, i'm a bit sick."

sicheng walked over without showing any signs of surprise, grabbing your arm firmly and dragging you to his dining table. you made a small sound of protest, but were quickly silenced as sicheng pushed a bowl of soup across the table.

"what's this?"

sicheng looked incredulously at you, "soup."

"no, like, i know it's soup, but why are you giving me soup?" you stared at said soup suspiciously. you were sure you hadn't even asked anything about the cup of water you'd come for, and now sicheng was giving you soup?

sicheng shrugged, "i heard your friend saying you were sick earlier, so i decided to make you some soup and bring it over. my mother always said you'd feel better with soup in your system." he said it so nonchalantly, like it was something he should do and not something he'd done out of the goodness of his heart.

"no, seriously, just water would be fine."

"i insist. this is proper treatment."

you flushed a bit, "so, not poisoned?" sicheng nodded. you picked up the soup spoon and drank mouthfuls after mouthfuls of soup. it was good, and it was probably the most healthy and proper food you'd eaten in as long as you could remember. he really didn't have to do that for you, and even more so because of your little interactions.

"okay, but why did it take you until 3am to make the soup?"

sicheng smiled sheepishly, "uh, this is my fifth batch. i ruined the first four."

©danishmiilk, 2020.

[misha-moose-dean-burger-lover]

anyone wanna hear the story of how i found out supernatural was ending and proceeded to have the worst morning of my life?

(super-excessive rambling ahead. do not read the whole of it.)

so i don't remember the date but it was the day of my english 10th board exam. boards are like a series of subject finals, kinda the biggest exams conducted in a student's education in india, plus they're nationalized. so yeah, a massively big deal, and obviously the first thing i do waking up on this massively important day is open tumblr. there are about seventy messages and i'm confused cause i think i barely "talked" to ten people back then, but before i've even checked them out, the first post i see is a textpost about how the longest running joke universally across fandoms is that 'spn has been going on way too long and needs to end' but now that it is ending, all people can do is cry about it. for some reason, i don't process that post as fact™, assuming they mean a general "ending" instead of a "j2m announced last season" ending. anyways i move on to my messages, and all of them are people who've freaking the fuck out for at least a few hours (the advantages of being in a timezone different from of most people) and i go to my activity, still stunned, and someone's tagged me in a meta of some kind, and i check it out completely dazed and it's got gifs (already!) of the three of them standing there with teary eyes and jensen actually saying the words everyone had been screaming about in the chats, and it finally hits me that it's ending, supernatural is ending, it's going to be OVER, and it's already been decided when. obviously, the tears start, and literally crying in my bed, still under the comforter, i think i watched the video twice, without headphones in fact, which is extremely weird because i virtually NEVER do that, but as if anything else mattered at the moment!

i don't remember what all i felt in those moments but one of the thoughts that REALLY stood out was that i wish, wish, wish it lasted just one more year — so maybe supernatural could end at the same time as highschool ended for me, and it'd feel like the end of a phase of my life, but no, according to what they predicted (and not even kidding, now it's even worse) supernatural was going to end smack in the middle of senior year for me, obviously a super important, super stressful year, and god, i wished so hard it'd just go on ONE MORE YEAR somehow but look what happened now it's ending like three months before my college entrance exams and the competitive engineering exams and shit which is just absolutely perfect because it's doing wonders to my attention span and mental health and yeah i'm getting off topic i'm gonna come back to the topic now

it's two am rn and i'm weirdly tired of typing so what happens next is fucking wild, but i'm gonna hurry because i need to go cry some more into a pillow or a ao3 tab or something. so like a whole HOUR later i get up from bed. i've got to get dressed and shit, most important exam of my life YET and everything. so i start brushing, obviously scrolling through tumblr, obviously failing to not cry, and my mum walks in, and she doesn't know a thing about supernatural (even if she did, she would consider the idea of me crying over them announcing an ending RIDICULOUS) so she just assumes i'm sniffling and tensed up because i'm STRESSED and she tries reassuring me like i need fucking reassurance for ENGLISH of all things. anyway anyway anyway i have maggi for breakfast i think and i'm still pretty out of it and stuff but i get dressed in my uniform and put on the fucking blazer though its HOT outside but i like wearing the school blazer for exams but i underestimated how much of a physically draining effect the news and reacting to it would have on me, so then there's me sweating literal buckets and then we set off.

we're already late in leaving the house (why, i don't remember) and once we're at the centre, and my parents have dropped me off and wished me luck, i go to the gate, right. and THEN the guard gestures to my uniform and tells me i'm missing my fucking class ID. now i know i'm late so i panic on cue because shit shit shit i'm gonna be even more late, and i legit turn and look for mum and dad (we weren't allowed to carry our mobiles for the test) and what i see is that they've reversed the car and are about to drive out the gate and obviously my brain isn't really working so i fucking RUN AFTER THE CAR, like, i'm really not an athletic person, i avoid running as much as i possibly can, and i fucking lose my shit and chase the car down in like ten seconds of running cause it's only like ten metres away actually but the highlight of it all is that i run. in a public space. unprompted. with a shitload of emotions and anxiety and panic, and i basically almost sob in relief when dad immediately stops the car and pretty much pulls me in and tells me to stop worrying cause the house is like ten minutes away and i might miss the general waiting part and stuff but i wasn't gonna miss the exam. so THEN we start driving back and obviously because they are who they fucking are, they start arguing about which of them is at fault for this and who was supposed to check in on me carrying my seriously important ID and other crap, and then obviously they're yelling and that does even more wonders for my state of practically hysteria, but i hold it together until we get home and i get the ID (which is on the bed, probably was under my blazer or something) and we set back off, and i know we're late, and i know supernatural is ending, and i know it's going to take a part of me really, and mum and dad just won't stop yelling at each other about god knows what, and i manage to squeeze in the first time in SO many years that i cry in front of my parents right there in the backseat, and they're sort of stunned because i really don't cry (in front of people) and then there's just me losing it in a mixture of helplessness and nerves and anger for some reason and just. whoa.

ANYWAYS we get to the centre (in time for the exam, but like fifteen minutes later than i SHOULD have gotten there) and dad talks to the teacher and stuff and it works out because obviously it's a really important exam they're not going to make me skip it, and i go straight to my classroom — also did i mention these exams aren't held in our own schools but like, different test centres, so basically a different room and desk each day in a different school from mine, ugh, i hate new places — and i find out i have the FIRST bench of the second column which lowkey sucks because it's too public really, but at least my best friend's sitting like diagonally from me on the left, and my friends are basically sprinkled around the classroom as well and i see them eyeing me worriedly cause they were scared i might miss the exam but also because i was a MESS with bloodshot eyes and an outofit look in them and did i mention i was sweating like a dog all this time wearing a blazer because i'm just that idiot because yeah.

so then i calm myself down the best i can. sitting under a fan helps, taking off my stupid blazer helps, and seeing dish (beforementioned best friend) helps — because apparently she heard about the ending too (she's not in the fandom she just keeps up with news for my sake, yes, im very lucky to have her) and tries to cheer me up about it, but then it's time for the paper, and they give them out and...yeah.

three hours later, the exam ends, and i step out of that hall the most mentally exhausted i've been in YEARS. also i swear off tumblr until i've had lunch and napped and stuff because i was also functioning on extremely little sleep but i really think that part was obvious.

as it goes, i ended up getting a 95% in that paper :)

but to this date, my sister jokes about how i ended up getting my personal least marks of that year in english of all subjects which was supposed to be of my strongest suit heh all because of a six-ish minute video released in a different part of the world about something that wasn't even going to happen that year...and like. yeah.

that's it.

that's the story.

[xuune]

Ok generally I can fall asleep when I want but I have lots of friends who can’t so here goes! Also I’m on mobile so... sorry for not reaching out in chat my phone doesn’t let me oops! 1. If u are laying in bed for more than thirty minutes and still aren’t sleeping, get out of bed and go do something else. Ur supposed to associate ur bed w sleep, not w NOT sleeping. 2. Take melatonin like 30 mins before bed, ive been told it rlly helps.

3. Practice meditation! Do it during daylight hours to start but I + others have found that meditation helps u clear ur mind and have u gently focus on ur breathing and that shit gets boring REAL fast so it’s easy to conk out from a certain point meditating. I can ask friends for tips but like this is all I got on me rn oops. I hope it proves helpful to u and like... wow I’ve been following u since 2017. Weird

its fine, idm ppl reaching out to me thru inbox. and holy shit you’ve been following me since 2017? that’s insane. i would’ve thought lots of people started unfollowing right after i stopped posting the usual kl art back in 2018, glad you’re still around though 

i use an app called youper that gives meditation and breathing exercises, i usually try those when i’m unable to fall asleep, but lately it hasn’t been working for me at all B^( another friend suggested taking melatonin but i haven’t tried that yet since i wasn’t sure what exactly with melatonin could help me. i’m not that fond of taking meds or pills since i’ve had shit experience with things like tylenol, and all that really did was give me nose bleeds. someone commented to try melatonin gummies, so i’ll think i’ll try those and go buy some. 

i will try to actually do what you suggested first, since what i end up doing is keep laying in bed until sleep takes me away. other times, when i know im unable to sleep, i try to draw a bit in my sketchbook, but even up to 4am when i’m doing that i’m still unable to sleep. i feel like it would be really hard to figure out what i could do once im out of bed when im unable to sleep after 30 min

i feel like another thing thats also a reason why i can’t fall asleep is my mind being unable to shut up about various things. i would feel my face tense up while my eyes are closed, i would try to pay attention to something like environment noises from outside to calm my mind or at least let the thoughts stop, but my mind usually resumes back to a state of “hey im gonna keep you up with all these vague, random thoughts that won’t let you sleep B^).” i’d try to do things like listen to white noise or music too but neither would work on actually having my mind shut up

[chevalierrr]

Otayuri and maybe fluff/nsfw?

Alright! My laptop died so im on mobile rn. i cant write under the cut, sorry!

Yuri sighed heavily, flopping onto the bed of his and Otabek’s shared hotel room. He groaned about something inaudible, face buried in the mattress. Otabek was sitting on the bed, on his phone, but it was pretty hard to not notice the tiny cat child flopping onto the bed; although he didnt acknowledge him. Yuri, after a minute of not being acknowledged, groaned loudly, crawling up and hugging Otabek tightly. “Need something?” He raised an eyebrow at the blonde, who growled lightly. “Not really. Do I need a reason to hug you?” He muttered, burying his face in Otabek’s chest. He breathed in his scent, sighing softly. He always loved the way Otabek smelled; it was so nice after weeks, sometimes even a few months of not seeing each other. “No, I suppose not.” Otabek chuckled lightly, wrapping his arms around the smaller of the two. Yuri huffed. “Damn right..” he mumbled, hugging him tighter. “I really missed you, Beka..” he mumbled. “But it’s only been a few hours since we last saw each other?” Otabek raised an eyebrow at Yuri, who furrowed his eyebrows, looking up at him. “You know what I meant.” He muttered, laying on him again. After a few minutes, a small “I love you,” came from Yuri, before his familiar breathing pattern slowed as he fell asleep. “I love you too..” Otabek mumbled back.

Its short but i hope you like it!

[avajpeg]

Okay so what's going on in this life of yours?

JDKFKS you really want to know huh. You really want to get into it huh. Let this be said before i get into it: i am extremely hungover and have a shit ton of work to do, so my mind is all over the place. I‘m cant put this under a read more because i‘m on mobile so im sorry to all innocent bystanders

Basically we did our festival live show on wednesday/thursday and i did camera work with him through both days and like... at this point im extremely Not imagining things you know? Like on wednesday i thought i might because i asked him if we wanted to grab some food after the rehearsals (he told me he didnt eat all day, fucking idiot. You dont plan to go to the studio for 8 hours without eating before.) so i was like „lets get something to eat after.“ and he literally was like „:) yea i was planning to head down to the supermarket to get some potatoes for dinner :)“ like. Fucking potatoes. I pep talked myself for half an hour to get that sentence out i didnt expect to be dateblocked by fucking potatoes. And as i stood there extremely dumbstruck he turned back around like „except if you want to get like, some pizza, with me exclusively?“ but i was tired (8h in the studio) so i was like „............. 👁👁 ................“ and that was that. Idiot.

Anyways next day i‘m supposed to do an interview with one of the bands with someone else and we turn up at the place and he‘s there with someone else like „uh... we‘re doing the interview?“ and i was like „no i already told you I‘M doing the interview? You stood next to me when they asked me to do it?“ anyways we were like „well we only need two people to do this“ and he went „well why dont we both?“ so the others left and we did. It turned out shit (on my part, oopsie :/ ) but we did it, but it literally boggles my mind.

Evening rolls around and we‘re doing the cameras and as soon as our parts are over he‘s like „alright im leaving“ and i was like „.. o already?“ he stops and thinks and goes „hm... well you guys are staying too right... alright“ so he sat down with us (being fm and me) but the band that played next was SHIT. Afterwards he gets up and just fucking leaves without saying goodbye. Im blaming it on the band. The last one was fucking awesome and he missed it probably because he was busy with his dumb potatoes probably. Anyways he‘s going back to his family this weekend so i‘ll probably wont be seeing him again soon because we‘re going back into lockdown.

Yesterday then we had a few friends over for halloween (yea i kno but we‘re all sitting on top of each other anyways) and that one girl was there again and she just fucking loves talking about how well she fucking gets along with him right, like my jealousy is extremely evil about her because she cannot shut up about how they text so much and how drunk he was recently after he made them both dinner and she „sat down and looked pretty“ (one of their inside jokes 👁👁) and how she had to get him into bed and how he also changed in front of her and how he looks like physically which is a fucked up thing to talk about in front of others when said person isnt there but also 😐😐 shut up shut up shut UP.

yea so he wasnt there because we agreed that he‘s pretty popular (👀) and hangs out a lot with people we dont really trust (which is also like... yea but i hung around him all week so whatever i guess?) and we didnt want to take chances.

There was however someone else there who‘s a friend of fm‘s bf and she‘s the person i originally, some months ago, wanted to go see mcr with (which probably wont happen bc you know.) and like... i‘m extremely oblivious to many things but that woman was flirting so hard with me and i‘d like to imagine i was flirting back but i dont really fucking know what counts as flirting at this point and whats only playful banter. I dont know her pretty well because i‘ve only ever met her on two occasions (yesterday being one of them) but i do like her a lot and at the end i was considering asking her to stay the night simply because she‘s living some time away and it was two am and she went alone after drinking a lot but i didnt in the end and im just.

I dont fucking know like at this point its not fucking funny anymore. Because like i said i have a shit ton of work to do so why the fuck do i go ahead and get a crush on two people who i barely have any real contact to you know.... like i GUESS they like me too but i literally. Cannot communicate with them. I‘m spending all day staring at my phone hoping that our time together meant enough to them to reach out to me but the thought of me just texting THEM makes me curl up in disgust at myself so yea. Call that emotional trauma. Now twice as hard as before!

Fm and bf are still sleeping rn but the other girl (who hangs out a lot with him™️) just fucking told me „hey there were some sparks flying tonight huh ;)))“ last night and i had to keep a straight face because the whole thing is so fucking surreal to me. Growing up ugly and all that stuff. So i‘ll be extremely on sight when they both wake up later and tell me about all the ways that her and me would look cute together.

Also. Anna if you‘re reading this, go eat some fucking avocado on your oatmeal and text me. i want to hang out. Ugh.

[plumbobbles]

I need to rant. Sorry for no read more and massive wall of text but I’m on mobile and I just need to vent rn.

I love him, I really do, but my boyfriend has honestly just been annoying me this week and I need to just get it off my chest and hopefully it will help my mood a little bit because I’m in a big one.

So first thing, we watch game of thrones together, we both absolutely love it and we’ve been so excited for this season. Yesterday, he watched the last 35 minutes of the newest episode without me and then kept saying how good it was. I had previously told him about my sister’s boyfriend who did a very similar thing and his response to that was basically what an asshole, that’s a horrible thing to do. And he did say he did a horrible, awful thing before he told me but it still really pissed me off.

Last night, he went out with his friends and just before I went to bed he said he’s decided to go out out, as in to clubs and whatnot. He ended up getting home after 4am and was apparently so drunk his roommate had to help him to bed. Even after that he’s been driving today which I’m not happy about as it’s like the third time recently where he’s gotten very drunk the night before and then driven the next day when he really shouldn’t be.

I’ve been having financial issues because of my work situation so I’ve been trying pretty hard to get something else sorted for myself. Some things have come up and I’ve told him about everything in detail, and I understand it might be a lot to take in, but I was speaking to him earlier today about updates and he basically kept asking me questions that I already answered before and like he had no idea what I was speaking about? It just frustrated me because I was repeating myself and telling him things I’ve already told him but it’s like he just doesn’t take any of it in.

I’m doing a temporary job today and am near where he lives so I suggested we meet up and go to lunch together as I had an hour and he wasn’t starting work until a couple of hours later. He said no because he was meeting his grandad, which is fair enough but it still bummed me out a little considering we won’t see each other until Saturday night otherwise.

He’s also looking for better employment and has recently had an opportunity come up for an apprenticeship position doing exactly what he wants to do and it would be perfect for him. He had an interview with them yesterday morning and it went really well and they want to see him again for a presentation tomorrow morning. He hasn’t even started on the presentation yet and he’s at work until 7pm tonight. Like, he could’ve at least started on it today but nope. He’s really excited and hopeful about this opportunity so I thought he would be putting in loads of effort to make sure he gets it. And I suppose he can still put loads of effort into it tonight but it just feels like he’s leaving it so last minute?

He told me earlier on today that he’s been invited to go on holiday with some people from work next year to magaluf. He’s also going to New York with his family for a holiday next year for 2 weeks and I’ve been told it’s family only so I can’t go. Which I understand, but it’s still a bit of a blow to hear. But anyway, because he’s decided to go to that, we discussed that we would go on our own little holiday that would be less expensive. Originally we were planning on going to South Korea but since he decided to go to new York, he wouldn’t be able to afford both. Which was fine with me, I really wasn’t bothered at all. But then this magaluf trip comes up, so I mention he’s going to be going on holiday 3 times next year to which he replies basically saying what 3rd holiday? And this goes back to my previous point about him not taking in things that we talk about and I have to repeat myself or he says we never talked about that. So I bring up that we’re supposed to go on holiday together and he again basically implies we never talked about that and that if we’re living together then (which we have talked about) then it might be a struggle to pay for that. Sorry but we talked about a holiday together before this magaluf thing so surely that should be more financially important?? It’s like it didn’t even enter his mind that we would go on holiday together next year. I also need to ask who’s going on this trip because there’s a certain girl who I have issues with (not personally I guess but because of things they have spoken about together and previously done) that I wouldn’t feel comfortable with being on a trip together. Especially a holiday like magaluf where they all with basically be drunk the whole time. I do trust him but I’m just not comfortable with that at all. And let’s be honest, I’m jealous. Like I absolutely know I am but I don’t know how to change that feeling?

To top it off, I just said to him that the first thing I’m going to do when I get home tonight is take a nap and he just laughed at me. I don’t know really know why that would be funny. Considering I got up at 5am, had to travel over an hour, and had the stress of starting a new job (yes its just for one day but my anxiety was spiking about having to meet new people, drive somewhere new and do something I haven’t done before). So I’m pretty exhausted and I still have another hour to go.

I haven’t said anything to him since then and honestly I do think I just need a good sleep, a rest and to actually speak to him in person and because I’m just. Ugh I’m stressed and frustrated and tired and it feels like he doesn’t listen to me or sometimes even think about me (regarding the holiday thing) and im

Yeah idk. I guess I feel a little better? Not really lmao. I just want to get home and go to my bed