#read it at 7:40am as I woke up

[elizabethplaid]

daily notes - early jan 20, 2024

Had a 4-hour phone call with an old friend last night. It was so hilarious from various angles. I learned about Australia's rabbit fence(?!) and briefly discussed the :Cue Cat barcode scanner.

I learned they have 2,200+ books cataloged in their home library. I always thought books, much like dolls, should not be completely counted. Like, if you observe them too closely, they'll multiply or run away without you realizing.

After we hung up, I did my nightly reading routine on my phone. Kept pausing to have giggle fits every so often, recalling the call with glee. I couldn't calm down until after 5am - getting mostly distracted with a web novel.

Again, kept giggling, as I tried to sleep. Woke up around 6:40am on my own. My alarm goes off at 7:30am. Put on earrings as soon as I got up; haven't worn any since the craft fair (early Nov). I just felt so good, so alive, and the earrings are my way of celebrating that.

I even considered grabbing some nail polish to take with me to the library. I literally do not remember the last time I wore it. Maybe 2020? I always feel so good wearing nail polish.

I was already doing better even before the conversation. Like, I was prepared for a serious topic, and it ended up being something fantastically fun, just nerve-wracking. I also felt good to disclose my concerns, things that I've done and regretted, as I shared my experiences.

God, my teeth are gonna get cold from all this smiling. It's not "House on the Rock" level of cheeks aching, but it's pretty heckin' close. God, it's so good to reconnect with old friendships, spark them with more conversation after getting caught up in life and ending up kinda distant. So good to be seen by someone who saw me back then, back when we were both messes.

I just hope I don't accidentally hurt myself when I flap my hands in excitement later. ========

Other news of note: This upcoming Wednesday is when I get my finished dental crowns. My Orion's Belt of damage will finally be capped and completed.

[whentherewerebicycles]

slept badly last night (weird dreams!) and woke up at 5:40am. my allergies are real bad this morning for some reason but I must summon the energy to get up and take the dogs on a short walk. I think my plan is:

6:10-6:40 walk dogs

6:40-7:30 shower/get ready

7:30-8:30 eat breakfast & work from the kitchen table

8:30-9 drive to work

work work work—no meetings today phew but so much background reading to get caught up on

[krishnasangani]

WEEK 2: JAN 30 - FEB 4

Hello, This is my summary for Week 2, which started on January 30, 2023, and ended on February 4, 2023. As promised, I have used the SleepWatch application to track my sleep and the Health application to know the average rest I have spent for week 2. This week my goal was to sleep for 8 hours, hopefully, sleep at the same time each day and wake up at the same time each day. I aimed to go to bed before 12am and wake up at 7:30am every day, depending on my classes the following day.

January 30, 2023

Slept: 1:40 am and Woke Up: 7:25 am

Total Hours of Sleep: 5 hours and 45 minutes

Coffee Intake: 1 glass of Iced Coffee at 8:04 am

Cause of sleeping at that time: I was working on my Biological Perspective paper for psychology and advanced studying Ethics of Family

The effect after waking up: I felt a bit energized when I woke up. Once I drank coffee, I was ready to start my day.

January 31, 2023

Slept: 1:00 am and Woke Up: 6:30 am 

Total Hours of Sleep: 5 hours and 30 minutes 

Coffee Intake: 1 glass of Iced Coffee at 3:57 pm

Cause of sleeping at that time: I slept late because I was reading Dante Inferno II and III, binge-watched grey's anatomy and had a video call with my friends. 

The effect after waking up: I woke up feeling tired and wanted to sleep more, but I had a 7:30 am class. 

February 1, 2023

Slept: 2:40AM and Woke Up: 8:30AM

Total Hours of Sleep: 5 hours and 40 minutes

Coffee Intake: none

Cause of sleeping at that time: I Slept late because I was watching a movie with my friends. 

The effect after waking up: I woke up late because I had no classes. 

February 2, 2023

Slept: 12:55 am and Woke Up: 7:30 am

Total Hours of Sleep: 6 hours and 25 minutes

Coffee Intake: 1 Iced coffee at 8:11 am

Cause of sleeping at that time: I slept at this time because I was working on an activity for Dante, and I watched Grey's Anatomy

The effect after waking up: I woke up at this time because I had classes for Ethics at 9 am.

February 3, 2023

Slept: 1:00 am and Woke Up: 7:20 am

Total Hours of Sleep: 6 hours and 10 minutes

Coffee Intake: 1 iced coffee at 8:48 am

Cause of sleeping at that time: I slept at this time because I was working on my Behavior Modification Blog 

The effect after waking up: I woke up with back pain because I slept on one side. And I woke up this time because I had a 7:30 am online class. 

February 4, 2032

Slept: 2:55 am and Woke Up: 12:05 am

Total Hours of Sleep: 9 hours

Coffee Intake: none

Cause of sleeping at this time: I slept late because I was studying Intro to People Development and editing my Fitness video.

The effect after waking up: I felt energized and completely rested.

Sleeping Average for Week 2 - using the Health Application

Based on the Average time I have slept this week, I should do this on the week onwards:

What I should improve on

I should improve on sleeping early and waking up early.

I should minimize my time binge-watching.

I should minimize my use of social media before going to bed.

What should I maintain on

Drinking coffee once only.

Using the SleepWatch and Health application to track my sleep.

Not taking long naps in the middle of the day.

What should I stop continuing

I should stop studying super late at night.

I should stop procrastinating because it affects my sleep schedule.

[cryptidsurveys]

Monday, September 9th, 2024.

Yesterday 1) What was the weather like? Did it change your plans in any way? The majority of the day was sunny and the high was 90*F; however, it started to look a bit stormy as night rolled in (no rain, though). It didn't affect my plans.

2) What did you do yesterday, anyway? I was at the animal shelter from 8:00am-5:00pm. I was back in cattery until around 11:00am, but after that I made it my mission to reorganize the complete disaster that the laundry area had become (Kristen helped here and there as well). Went for lunch at 12:00pm and then it was back to cleaning. I think I was finally finished around 3:00pm. Then it was the usual afternoon cattery stuff until closing. Drove home, took a shower, put in some laundry, had dinner with my dad, cleaned litterboxes, and got ready for bed.

3) Did you eat breakfast, lunch, and dinner? What did you have? Breakfast was my usual oatmeal concoction and coffee. Lunch was a sandwich with peanut butter and cinnamon & sugar cream cheese, grapes, chips, and a mini Almond Joy. Dinner was a salad topped with some of the leftover chicken nachos my dad brought home the other day.

4) Did you do some form of exercise? What? I was on my feet and cleaning pretty much all day long.

5) Who did you spend the most time with? Kristen and River (coworkers).

6) What television shows or movies did you watch? I didn't watch any. I actually brought a book to read during my lunch breaks, though - A Short History Of The World by H. G. Wells. Obviously dated and somewhat inaccurate based on what we know now, but nice because the chapters so far seem to come in bite-sized chunks. Easy to read a bit and then get back to work.

7) What time did you get up and go to bed? I think I woke up sometime around 4:30am, but I got up around 5:35am. I was in bed around 7:00pm.

8) What was the best bit about yesterday? Paris (vet tech) was back!!! She was gone for 2-3 weeks after a cat bit her hand and caused a whole harrowing infection. I missed her chaotic energy. Cleaning up the laundry area was an extremely satisfying accomplishment as well.

9) What about the worst? Nothing all that bad happened. In fact, after the last couple of weeks (Saturday in particular - suffice it to say that shit went down lmao), yesterday was a blessed reminder of why I do love the animal shelter.

10) Did you talk to anyone on the phone? Who? Why? No.

Today 1) What time did you get up? Same as yesterday.

2) What are your plans for today? I was at the animal shelter from 7:40am-12:00pm. My dad came in to do laundry as well - for the first time in idk…weeks…months…? Came home, showered, ate lunch and chatted with my dad, cleaned the kitchen, and now I'm here.

3) Have you eaten any meals yet? What did you have? Breakfast was oatmeal. Lunch was a sandwich and mixed veggies. Snack following this survey will be fruit, yogurt, and pumpkin spice cereal. Dinner might be a salad if I don't end up having the same thing I had for lunch.

4) Are you planning on seeing your friends or boyfriend/girlfriend? Oh, this reminds me - I need to check/respond to a message from Oliver.

5) Does your favorite television show air today? N/a.

6) Have you spoken to your parents yet? I've spoken to my dad. I haven't spoken to my mom - but this also reminds me - we need to call her later and see where she wants to go for lunch this Thursday.

7) How many texts have you received? Zero.

8) Are you planning on going to bed early? Early by average standards, but probably right on time according to my own.

9) Have you done anything remotely productive today? Yes and frankly I'm sick of it!!!! ;D

10) How much money did you spend so far? Are you planning on spending more later? I haven't spent any money yet, nor do I plan on spending any later.

Tomorrow 1) What time do you have to get up tomorrow? I don't have to be up by a specific time because I'm taking tomorrow OFF. I would normally be at the shelter for a full day, but - you guys - I absolutely cannot tolerate another day alone with Alex. Even with the buffer of other people, she's become insufferable. The 21st can't come soon enough, but it's like the closer that date gets, the worse she gets. Pray for me, y'all. Gimme those thoughts and prayers. Gimme those condolences. Gimme whatever you GOT.

2) What do you hope the weather will be like? Hope…ahh. That's probably all it will amount to. But cloudy, cool, drizzly…basically like last Thursday.

3) Is there anything you’re dreading about tomorrow? No.

4) Is there anything important you need to do, or can you just relax? I want to catch up on some housecleaning, but otherwise it should be a relaxing day.

5) Do you have plans to see your friends? No.

6) What do you hope will happen tomorrow? Nothing in particular. Just chill stuff. Hang out with my dad and kitties, make some art, listen to some YouTube…

7) Are you going to wake up at home, or somewhere else? At home.

8) If you don’t have any plans, what do you think you’ll end up doing? Already mentioned.

9) Do you have to get a work out in at some point? No.

10) Will you be working or studying at all? No.

[iloveyou8600]

got severely drunk last night woke up after 3hrs at 7:40am threw up### laid on the floor reading fanfiction til 10 now i have the most vile hangover and a 1hr drive with traffic ###newyork I Have To Listen to So Much My Chemical Romance

[fakeosirian]

so fucked that i fell asleep at 10pm with the lights on, my door open, and my full outfit i wore to work still on, automatically woke up at 7:40am (that is when i feed jojo i have an internal alarm he doesn't even wake me up), and by 9:00am i'm reading the wikipedia article for visual snow syndrome and pointing aggressively at my screen every time i see something that i experience (i did not put my finger down for several minutes)

[alexiusgoesrogue]

Status Update: Day Four

The day was rather uneventful, compared to the amount of things Bee and I have been up to the days before.

I woke up around 7:40am, meaning I was ready by 8am while taking it slow. Bee took a bit longer than me, so I went over to the McDonald’s down the road to get us both a hash brown to start the day with. We both went down our usual route, making a stop at the Lego store to get them a passport with stamps, and going to a supermarket for some food. Other than that, we had no real plans. So we went down to the docks near the museum and just hung out. I took another Polaroid picture before we went back in the rough direction of our hostel. We got to meet up with Josh and another friend, and we strolled around the city some more for some casual shopping and chatting. While waiting outside, Bee and I watched a really cool street performer, had a chat with him and gave a small tip.

And of course, we made another stop at the Lego store, just so the two guys could also get themselves a passport. All together, we hung out by the docks again, where I took a group picture of the three of them (and Josh’s Garfield plushie, of course) before going separate ways. I just really needed a full break (it was about 1 or 2pm at that point).

Around 5pm, I got up and ready to head to the shops by myself. It wasn’t a big tour, just hitting up a supermarket for ingredients to prepare the mac and cheese I had bought earlier, as well as two other items.

The food was fine. I probably could’ve eaten more if I hadn’t been drinking all the leftover milk while cooking the whole time. But that’s alright, as I put my leftover food in the fridge (with a label of course so it doesn’t get thrown out).

As of writing this, I am in my room, completely by myself, again, and reading this crime book worthy level of drama Bee tells me about happening in his dorm room.

[forzalando]

goodbye kiss | s.r.

pairing: steve rogers x fem!reader word count: 1.2k warnings: mentions of anxiety (briefly), mentions of a head injury (briefly), cursing, mentions of food/eating a/n: this is a fluffy steve fic i've had finished for literally forever and i just never posted it bc i thought no one would read my marvel stuff hahahaha here it is. maybe there will be a part 2 to this....if anyone wants it :)

summary: Steve and Y/N are so clearly infatuated with one another, but oblivious as can be. One morning, Steve's shocking behavior may shift their relationship.

“Good morning, Y/N,” Steve and Bucky called out in sync as they barreled through the doorway of your shared home.

Every morning was practically the same; wake up at 5:00am because Bucky couldn’t be quiet if his life depended on it, start breakfast at 7:00am right as Steve and Bucky get back from their run (and pretend like you just woke up), shower at 7:40am, and start heading to the compound at 8:30am.

The consistency helped with Bucky’s anxiety, as well as your memory issues from a head injury you had sustained a while back on a mission.

Steve was just Steve, and he ran a ship tighter than his ass and his workout shirts that you knew for a fact ripped after their third or fourth wear.

The three of you worked and lived together, mostly in tandem, but occasionally something would happen that derailed the balanced home life you all strived for. It was usually minor; ‘accidentally’ eating someone’s leftovers, leaving dirty dishes in the sink, playing music too loud at night, etc.

But sometimes…sometimes it was the way Steve looked at you across the dinner table that made you nervous around him for days. Sometimes it was the way your fingers found their way into his sandy blonde hair after a stressful week. Once, about a month ago, it was because he walked into the bathroom not knowing you were taking a bath. And most recently, it was the casual comment made by Bucky about how he was sick and tired of you and Steve dancing around your feelings for one another like “the fuckers in the Russian Ballet”.

Eventually, the awkward period would fade away and things would return to their normal, harmonious ways, with Bucky grumbling all the while about your cowardice.

“What do you have for us today, doll?” Bucky called out as he exited his bedroom.

“I think I have a cold so you and Steve are getting scrambled eggs and toast because it requires minimal effort. Also, we’re now out of eggs. And bread.”

“I just bought three cartons and a loaf two days ago,” Bucky groaned as he slumped against the counter.

“You and your buddy Steven consume a carton each so either eat less or shop more. Take your pick, Barnes.”

He walked behind you and snatched the spatula from your hand, scooping some eggs into his mouth with a cheeky grin.

“I choose to shop more.”

You quickly grabbed the spatula back and shooed him away before he turned your pristine kitchen into a crumb filled nightmare.

“Steve,” you shouted indignantly, “breakfast is ready and I do not have time for your slow ass today.”

Bucky grumbled something unintelligible under his breath, and immediately after, a loud crash echoed from across the house. Bucky shrugged his shoulders in response, pretending to be unaware of whatever could have caused Steve to wreak accidental havoc so early in the morning. It certainly was not his whispered comment, loud enough for only a super soldier’s ears, about how you surely had time for anything to do with Steve’s ass.

“Sorry, sorry,” Steve huffed as he shuffled out of his room.

“What the hell happened in there?”

“I, uh, mis-stepped and tripped over my bed frame, no big deal.”

You rolled your eyes playfully and graciously stepped away from the stove, accepting Steve’s good morning hug and forehead kiss with a dopey smile.

A strangled gag interrupted your precious moment, and you shot daggers at Bucky while he shoveled his breakfast into his mouth like he was starved.

“Sorry, egg must have went down the wrong pipe. Continue your love fest.”

“It’s not a love fest, Buck,” Steve mumbled as a heated blush crept up his neck.

“Then how come I don’t get tender hugs and forehead kisses every morning?”

“Because you don’t cook me breakfast and Y/N is much more kissable.”

Steve froze while Bucky, the cheeky bastard, chuckled into his perfectly buttered toast. You quickly composed yourself and patted Steve reassuringly on the back, laughing along with Bucky.

“I wouldn’t want to kiss Bucky’s ugly mug either, Rogers.”

The rest of breakfast was silent; the sounds of clinking forks and satisfied sighs seemed like exploding C4 and gusts of wind in the cozy kitchen. After finishing your breakfast of hot tea with lemon and honey, you wanted nothing more than to crawl into bed. Before, you felt that it was just a little cold, but the longer you were upright and moving around, the more sick you felt.

“We don’t have anything important planned today, do we?” You asked while hobbling towards the couch.

“Not that I know of, are you alright, doll?” Steve inquired, concern evident in his eyes.

“It’s probably just a head cold but will you tell Stark I’m calling in sick today? I don’t even have the energy to send him a text right now. Plus, I don’t want to deal with him telling me this wouldn’t happen if I took his prototype horse pill, super food vitamins.”

“I’ll let him know,” Steve mumbled affectionately as he draped a blanket over your shivering frame.

In a matter of minutes, he and Bucky were headed out the door; Steve with his briefcase and Bucky with his reusable grocery bag he deemed secure enough for sensitive documents.

When the door shut, you closed your eyes, relishing in the quiet, empty space you would have to yourself for the next 9 hours, until a sharp ringtone pierced your eardrums and ignited a monstrous headache.

Steve’s phone buzzed upon the kitchen table and you groaned; his forgetfulness never ceased to amaze you. You dashed across the room, hoping and praying that he and Bucky hadn’t already driven away. After flinging open the door to your house, you crashed directly into what you knew to be Steve Rogers’s insanely muscular chest.

“I forgot my….” He trailed off, noticing that you had it in your hand while simultaneously taking note of the annoyed expression on your face.

“You’d forget your head if it wasn’t attached to your shoulders, Steven. I feel incredibly overworked and under appreciated looking after you.”

He threw his head back and laughed, the sound momentarily easing the pounding headache behind your eyes.

“You’re definitely not under appreciated doll,” Steve murmured as he took his phone from your outstretched hand. “Don’t forget to take some cold medicine, it’s in the hall bathroom cabinet behind Bucky’s aftershave. I’ll bring home some soup and a movie.”

Before you could thank him, he dipped his head and captured your lips in a delicate kiss. However, all too soon, he backed away with wide eyes and a gaping mouth.

“Did you just…” you gasped.

“I’ll see you tonight, bye!” He shouted before taking off in a sprint and bounding down the front porch steps.

You watched him from the window as he awkwardly ran back to his car. Just before he opened the door, he turned around and locked eyes with you. You blew him a kiss, as dramatically as you could, and smiled as he laughed and ducked into the driver’s seat.

The sensation of vibrating pulled your attention away from Steve and you reached into your pocket for your phone, swiping across the new text message.

From: Bucky Barnes

I. Saw. Everything.

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[due4amiracle]

Day 421

Listo:

Laundry/cleaning, Reading, Dailies, #TTRPGThings, Watching.

Laundry/cleaning - Living room trash changed, trash taken to the curb! ✔

Reading things - - No holds no holds NO HOLDS!. 151 for the year, 22 for the month! - Terrier (Beka Cooper, #1) by Tamora Pierce 59%! - In the Shadow of Lightning (Glass Immortals #1) by Brian McClellan 72%! - Manhwa: Survive as the Hero’s Wife 2 chapters of this read Nope🚫! UwU♡ ✔✔🚫

Dailies - - Waifu Did mah dailies! Also, level 37/50 BP now~! AND! Tree lvl 29/50! Also! 24/41 max friendship namecards acquired! New MONTH! new weeklies! Chasm gem thingy is level 9/10! ♡ω♡✔

- Cozy Grove - Doot doot continuing to scout along! Scout rank 17/17! 21/21 besties! More stuff more things! ♡ω♡ ✔

Shells - 110/254 - 43.3% Fish - 97/180 - 53.9% Bugs - 135/199 - 67.8% Flowers - 280/372 - 75.3% Cooking - 64/71 - 90.1% Raw Ingredients - 39/54 - 72.2% Materials - 51/63 - 81% Recipes - 474/3619 - 13.10%

♡ω♡✔

- Ooblets - 42/131 little frands, because why not track something. ♡ω♡ 🚫

UwU♡ ✔✔🚫

#TTRPGThings - Another News post! i’m doing them every other day~ It was a good one. Quick and easy, introduced a new NPC that works at the same place one of my PC’s does. So. That’s lovely. Also worked with Sir on His PC a bit, the backstory and suuuuch. Ya know.✔

Watching things - - SAO Alicization. Episode 7&8! -  - Black Dice Society - Episode 4/25!  - Hunter: The Reckoning - Episode 4/6! - Roll20: Kids on Bikes - Episode 0/11! i mean, i haven’t started it yet, but, sure fuck it amirite? - SGDQ2022 - Today’s favorite run was last night’s run of OMORI! What a fantastic game.✔

Other things - Daily Diarrhea Diary - Good. Oh? My goodness? 4 3/4 hours with the mask last night! Ok i say “oh 3 1/2!” “4 3/4!” but it... It’s roughly that much. Because we go to bed at midnight, and then we snuggle for an indeterminate amount of time and then the mask comes on and it’s sleep time. But. i woke up at 4:40am. So. There’s that. i jury-rigged tucking some of my drool rag folded up tissue into the mask of it, breaking the seal a tiny bit, sure but fuck it w/e that doesn’t matter, but. It let me snuggle down and relax and not have to worry about the drool? So... that was pretty great. i woke up to a Very Loud Sound. Unsure if that was actually in a dream, or outside, but all i remember was it was a VERY LOUD SOUND. Like a scream? Or something like that. idk. Doesn’t matter. But. 4:40? That’s fantastic. And i mean that. That means we’re getting More Better Sleep Longer! Woo~ SGDQ is kinda suckin’ out my life, not really getting much else done unfortunately. But i did get a walkies around the house! Yay! So that was fun. Loop around the whole house, which let Sir take the garbage to the road along with us, heh. Since it comes from behind the house, we left out the front, walked around to the left, snagged the garbage behind, then walked around to the front around the right side! Delightful. Soooo yea! Before i get distracted again and forget to post this, let me just wrap it here.

Food: A Liquid: A Pain: B Brain: B

Tomorrow: Laundry/cleaning, Reading, Dailies, #TTRPGThings, Watching.

Ever Onwards and Upwards!

[lorirwritesfanfic]

At the moment! tag

thanks for the tag, @javallsyfyn 😘

favorite color: burgundy

favorite foods: i don't know... gelato or cold brigadeiro cake, i think (it's really hot in my city, cold desserts are the first thing i think about)

song stuck in my head: broken - norah jones

last thing i googled: ult (i barely get Brazilian slangs and memes, people 😅)

dream trip: any city with a beach (I really miss it 😢)

time: 7:40am

tea or coffee: neither

last show i watched: akıncı

currently reading: jane eyre by charlotte brontë

currently watching: it's okay not to be okay (i don't listen to k-pop, but k-drama is super entertaining)

ult groups: none (k-pop isn't for me)

sweet, savoury, spicy: sweet

last song i listened to: comfortable - h.e.r.

last movie i watched: tamako's love story

cravings: nothing (i just woke up, i only think about going back to bed)

hobbies: reading, writing, swimming... is sleeping a hobby? 😆

feeling: sleepy

tagging: @missameliep @thequeenofpixels @princess-geek @thehonorarybeaumont @lilyoffandoms

[getdownkyh]

One Last Time (m) | Young K | smut, angst 

Part 2

(read part 1)

You broke off the kiss to catch your breath and looked at him directly in his eyes. “One last time. Make love to me one last time.”

—-

You asked, and he complied. Younghyun placed his hands on your thighs and lifted you up, your legs automatically wrapping around his waist. You lost track of who initiated the kiss but it was full of passion. Fuelled by anger, disappointment and regret, you kissed him deeper, as if the harder you kissed him, the less guilty you felt for the breakup.

And Younghyun was reciprocating, swallowing your moans as if he could take away your pain. He was hurting too, but in that moment all bouts of selfishness left him. His sole focus was on you, you wanted him to make you feel good, and he suddenly wanted nothing more than to pleasure you.

He slipped his tongue into your mouth and you were getting out of breath. But you were desperate for him to keep going. It felt like if you stopped kissing him, then everything would end right then and there. You tightened your grip on his shoulder, and Younghyun softly pulled away from the kiss, nibbling on your lower lip in the process.

You avoided meeting his eyes, afraid that you would be able to see if he was having doubts on whether to continue what you were doing. But Younghyun knew you too well, from the way your hands are still firmly locked on his arms, to the way your back is slightly arched towards him, he knew you were aching for him. Both physically and emotionally. And the feeling was mutual.

Younghyun buried his face in your neck, “Where do you want me to take you?” He whispered in a low voice. Head cloudy, alcohol fogging your thought process, you whispered in his ear, “My bed. I want to remember you-us, every night.”

He hummed into your neck, sending vibrations all over your body. Younghyun was too familiar with your place that he didn’t have to break contact from your neck while carrying you to your bed. He was also very familiar with your body, knowing which spot on your neck to bite and suck, causing you to mewl under his touch.

As you felt the soft mattress hit your back you let go of your arms around him. Younghyun leaned down to connect your lips once again in a fiery kiss. Your hands roamed around his body, tugging at his shirt impatiently. He moaned into the kiss as you helped each other undress, the air suddenly feeling too hot and inappropriate for any layer of clothing.

He started trailing kisses on your jaw, collarbone and then your breast. His kisses were light, but his hot breath on your skin was causing you to become more and more aroused. You felt his right hand teasing your entrance and you whined as he gently pushed two fingers inside. He pumped his fingers in and out slowly, enjoying the sight of you melting under his touch.

As he quickened his pace, your moans were becoming louder and harder to suppress. You fisted your sheet as you whined, “I’m close.” Younghyun pressed his thumb on your clit, gently rubbing it to push you over the edge, encouraging you, “Let go for me, baby.”

Eyes shut, you felt a wave of orgasm flowing all over you as you came, his name leaving your mouth loud and clear. Younghyun pulled his fingers out of you as he hovered on top of you again, taking in the sight of you coming down from your high. Cheeks flushed, lips swollen with your own bite mark, Younghyun leaned down and pressed a kiss on your forehead.

Usually he would wait for you to fully calm down before proceeding to pleasure himself but tonight he was not planning to be patient. Perhaps he was selfish, for wanting you to remember him, to take as much of him as you could but from the way you were encouraging him, through your still ragged breathing, he knew you were just as needy as he was.

He aligned himself in front of you, and hovered over you, keeping his eyes locked on yours. Normally he would ask you if you’re ready before you take him but this time he felt it was appropriate to instead ask, “Do you wanna hold me while we do this?”

You slung your arms around his torso as he entered you in one hard push. He did not wait for you to adjust to his size as he continued thrusting in an almost staccato rhythm. You moaned, the sound music to his ears, coherent words failing to leave you. He groaned as he felt your walls fluttering around him, as you desperately clenched and unclenched your walls to accommodate to his length inside you.

“Come on baby, tell me how good I make you feel.” He said through gritted teeth.

You tried to oblige but all you could croak out was syllables of his names, in between moans and incoherent words.

Younghyun felt your nails digging into his back, leaving a slight burning sensation. Your hold on him started to come off as you struggled to focus.

He pried your arms off of him and sat up straight, his pace consistent as he continued thrusting in and out of you. He took your hands in one hand and held your hip in another, causing his thrust to reach deeper and deeper into you.

“Say my name baby.” He said as he kissed your hands.

“Young-ah, younghy-” your attempt was cut off by him thrusting into you with an increased pace. You can feel another orgasm building, this time more intense than the former one. You held his wrist in your hand as his thrust became faster and sloppier, and you knew he was close too.

“Come for me, baby. Let everyone know how good I made you feel.” He said, his breathing uneven.

As you came, you were chanting his name like prayers.

Not long after, he followed, words of praises leaving his mouth and in that moment, you felt so at bliss you forgot you were no longer together.

Younghyun pulled out of you and lied down next to you on your bed as he pulled the covers over you. You instinctively snuggled into him. The high from your session got to you and as you rested your head on his chest, you spontaneously let out an “I love you,” before falling asleep in an instant.

—

[7:40am] You woke up with a headache and a sore body. You looked around, empty. In the blink of an eye, all the emotions entered your system and you cried, burying your face in your pillow, where his scent still lingered.

[3:53am] Younghyun took in the sight of you sleeping. Your hair slightly messy, your lips swollen and slightly parted. Ethereal. Beautiful. A crease formed on your forehead and he gently planted a kiss, watching your face smooth out again. “I love you too.”

-end-

[nobloodneeded]

At around midnight tonight, I heard horrible shrieking coming from my ferret room. I ran in and saw my albino Spock seizing. I immediately scooped him up and ran to the bathroom, grabbed a towel to wrap him and held him until it passed. I called around to about 8 vets and none could take him - even the emergency rooms - earliest was 7am to even talk to one doctor.

I stayed up the entire night with him. Held him in my arms in that towel to my chest. Made a makeshift bed out of a chair and stool in my study. Every time I felt the tremors start I bolted upright and cradled him tighter, held his little jaw. I lost count after the 12th seizure. His shrieking set my dog off each time and he howled and whined which I know he couldn’t help but wracked my nerves even worse. I spent most of the night distracting myself with manga and crying.

The whole thing reminded me of a traumatic incident with a foster kitten years ago. Still haunts me sometimes. I was brave and skilled enough at a young age to administer fluids to cats. I did it all the time for my mom who was a bit squeamish about it. One foster kitten Wally needed them and I did it. Many times, like usual. The last time his little heart gave out and he died in my arms. It wasn’t my fault and I didn’t really blame myself even then, but it did not make that easier. I felt his tiny body shake, a soft helpless meow, and then literally felt the life go out of him in a last shuddering breath.

This was so much worse. I was always prepared for this, but again that didn’t make it easier. From the moment we got him, we were told he was not of the best health and probably wouldn’t be around long. After the first handful of seizures, I knew he would either pass in the night or most likely need to be put down. After the next, I wished for his peace - he just seemed in agony. I spent the night holding and comforting him, kissing and stroking his little head.

I called one of the vet’s again around 5 and they confirmed again no one was available until 7 and to call again then.

Around 5:40am, Spock passed in my arms after a final seizure. I didn’t even notice at first. Unlike Wally, I didn’t feel him go. But all night I checked his stomach and chest to make sure he was breathing. I did the same about twenty seconds after the last seizure and couldn’t feel anything. I put him down and it was almost eerie how different he looked and yet the same. I could tell he was gone, but he just looked like he was sleeping - only deeper.

I couldn’t help it. All the exhaustion and anxiety and emotion from the night hit me as I looked at him and I just fell to the ground sobbing. I was glad he was free from what was no doubt agony and helplessness - and I always figured this would happen sooner or later, but for about ten minutes I just laid on the ground and cried so hard my head was splitting. It wasn’t so much the pain of losing him, I was pretty prepared for that the moment we got him, it was just how truly awful the night was and being helpless to his pain.

I composed myself and buried him and checked in on my other ferrets. I’m going to be keeping a close eye on his brother. I doubt he’ll be depressed since he has the others, but there’s still a chance this loss will affect him.

I’m obviously a wreck, but I’m glad he isn’t suffering any more and that his last hours were being held and loved.

This was him just three days ago after a bath.

This was him tonight

I wrote this at about 6:30am but it was on mobile and there was no read more so i just went to bed and woke up about an hour ago at 4pm

it was hard and sudden but i’m going to just try and distract myself until i feel better 

[dooobu]

??? Pt.3 | mark lee

7:56am

You woke up to the sound of your phone ringing. Groaning, you rolled to the edge of your bed and grabbed your vibrating phone off the nightstand.

Groggily opening your eyes, you squinted at the bright screen. 

“Call from Yeon”

“What the hell,” you tiredly grumbled. You glanced at the time:

“7:57”

 You shut your eyes in annoyance.

“Class isn’t until 9,” you thought.

With your eyes still closed, you answered the phone. “What do you want Yeon.”

“Geez, you sound awful.”

“What do you want?” you repeated.

“Uhm... you see... we kinda have a problem.”

“Bro what. do. you. want.”

“I’m not taking hbs01 with you anymore,” Yeon said quietly.

Your voice softened, “What? Why not?”.

“Admin fucked up my schedule, so my classes got switched up!”

“Fuck...” you said as you slowly sat up.

“I know,” Yeona replied. “This sucks!”

“It’s not your fault, Yeon,” you sighed. “I guess we can go one year without a class together.”

“Yeah, I’m bummed! But, you’ll be fine without me, right y/n? You’re a big girl now,” Yeona cooed, “have a great day at school! I love y– ” 

You hung up the phone and tossed it to your side with a huff. You laid back down again with your eyes closed for a couple minutes before standing up to get ready for school.

8:38am

Thanks to Yeona’s call, you found your way to the lecture hall very early. Still, to your surprise, the room was already full. As you stepped through the door, you noticed the unique dual seating arrangements and the many different faces seated; mingling and chatting with one another, all the students seemed like they had been able to find a seat next to a familiar face. None of the said faces were recognizable to you though; you came to the conclusion that this class was full of underclassman.

“Goddamn overachievers,” you mumbled under your breath, “always gotta be super early and take all the seats”.

Scanning the room, you spotted one empty table towards the back. As you made your way to the table, you were bitterly thinking of how Yeona would’ve been able to be your seat partner if she hadn’t ditched you. With a sigh, you put your bag on the empty seat next to you and sat down.

8:40am

Mark frowned as he tossed and turned in his bed to the sound of his phone’s ringtone. Annoyed, he grabbed it and put the caller on speaker as he sprawled out on his mattress, stretching.

“MARK LEE GET THE HELL UP”

Alarmed, Mark opened his eyes and sat up to look at the caller ID.

“Gong-hyung?”

“I SIGNED YOU UP FOR HBS01 BECAUSE SOME KID DROPPED. GET YOUR ASS TO CLASS RIGHT NOW.”

“Oh shit.” Mark scrambled to stand up and ran to his bathroom to brush his teeth.

Gong-myung shouted directions through the phone as Mark threw some clothes on.

“Got it! Thanks again hyung!”

After ending the chaotic call, Mark grabbed an apple on his way out of his apartment. Running down to his apartment bike rack, Mark quickly unlocked his bike and rode down the street to the university campus. Gong-myung’s instructions rang repeatedly in his head like a chant:

“NORTHSIDE CAMPUS. BUILDING E. ROOM NUMBER 127.” 

After making his stop at the uni bike rack, Mark ran to find his class. Hunched over catching his breath, Mark stood in front of a door that read, “Building E, Rm. 127″. Mark glanced at his wristwatch for the time, 

“8:55am”

Proudly smiling to himself, Mark opened the lecture hall door.

Pt.2   Pt.4

[chaoticsketchbook]

7/50 Days of Productivity

Today I finally managed to wake up at 10:40am which meant that I had enough time to read a little! Today I :

Started reading “The Picture of Dorian Gray”

continued reading “Aurora Rising”

woke up early

studied for 5 hours!

I actually managed to study for 5 hours today which is the most I’ve done in a while. It’s the last week before my math exam so I really gotta push myself a little more. Here’s some of the more pretty notes that I took c:

[coatabyss]

Tagged by @lesbiansockhead (I have a fun time doing these pls keep tagging me in them neon🥺🥺)

Rules: Answer 17 questions and tag people you want to get to know better

Zodiac sign: Scorpio

Nickname: I don't really get called anything regularly other than my name ówò

Height: 5'4

Last thing I googled: how to stop red bps.on.legs with hair (Explanation, probably tmi: I get like,, those red bumps on my legs that you'd get when you shave but I don't shave my legs?? So I wanna know how to prevent them. Also don't usually care to correct my spelling in google searches)

Hogwarts house: I've never read a harry potter book in my life and I probably never will but every quiz I've taken has told me I'm a ravenclaw

Followers/Following: I have like 90 followers lol, and I follow a whopping 652 people!!

Amount I sleep: It fluctuates. Last night I fell asleep at 7:30pm and woke up at 12am and I've been up since then (its currently 11:40am). But when I went to school I usually got 5-6 hours of sleep every night.

Song stuck in my head: None atm bc I'm currently listening to music

Dream job: Something in psychology, or maybe gardening. A very unrealistic one I would want is to have a gaming youtube channel.

Favorite songs: aaa I have too many!! But if anyone actually cares that much then here go

Wearing: Black jeans and a cavetown tshirt

Lucky number: 2!

Favorite authors: I dont really have any but this one book I really liked was called The Last Book In The Universe by Rodman Philbrick!!

Favorite animal noises: Puppy awoos

Aesthetic: I usually say its like,, gothy emo shit but I really like all aesthetics!! Bright colors are cool and cottagecore stuff is cool and all that stuffs

tagging @partybirb and @enkiiper bc im too scared to tag anyone else,,

[sneakers-and-shakes]

Local Night Owl Tries To Be Morning Person

As you have probably figured out from the title, I’m not a morning person. I have seen more sunrises from staying up all night than waking up early in the morning and I love it. So naturally, I decided to challenge myself and wake up at 7 am everyday, for a week. Twice.

Let me explain. Mornings for me have always been very functional, I get up at the time I need to in order to be on time.  So around forty minutes to do my stretches, get ready, eat something real quick, and get out the door for work which runs me mostly on time.

It’s a habit I’ve carried on from high school when I would get maybe four hours of sleep, so in order to maximize my shut eye I would get up at the last possible minute that still ensured I got to school on time.

Now, this isn’t my life anymore, I don’t need to be maximizing sleep. So I thought maybe I can actually try and make the most of my morning. Maybe. I started by creating some goals, what I thought/want to get out of waking up early:

I realize this is a hefty list for someone who is the epitome of a night owl, but this is genuinely what I want to accomplish, and these are goals which means they are meant to be worked towards.

And then I decided to wake up at 7am for a week. Back in May.

Since you’re reading this in June, clearly it didn’t go well. The main reason was because I had to unexpectedly move last month and that threw everything for a loop so I ended up dropping the already failing challenge to focus on the move.

But I still want to share that experience with you because it was my honest first try at this so here’s my journaling from the 3 days I tried the challenge:

Journal Entry Day 1: Sunday:

I failed. I could not get up at 7am even though I was conscious enough to turn off my alarm. This is a probably a mixture of the fact that I stayed up till 3am the night before and I always sleep in on the weekends and can’t motivate myself to get up if I don’t have any plans. I actually got out of bed at 12:30 pm today and am so disappointed in myself. This is not a great start to this week and I’m debating starting over next week instead. I wanted to do so many things and not being able to do them they way I wanted is very discouraging.

As you can see the first day didn’t go well at all. In fact, I failed so spectacularly that I almost scraped the whole idea for this week and considered doing it the following week instead. Then I thought that I shouldn’t let this stop me and if this is going to be an honest post of my true experience, I need to share my failure. And so even though I wasn’t happy with myself, I decided to keep pushing on.

Journal Entry Day 2: Monday:

Well something is better than nothing, got out of bed at 7:40am. I stayed up till 3:30am the previous night reading (this is really quite a trend I’ve adopted) so getting up today was harder knowing that I could actually be getting more substantial sleep.

But at least I woke up earlier than usual and did have time to do both my morning stretches and a ten-minute core workout. I also managed to journal for a little bit, including this entry, but I definitely feel the pressure of time and can’t really take things as slow as I had hoped. Nonetheless, despite feeling rushed, this is progress from before.

I used to get up at 7am when I had to actually drive to work, but in the month or so I’ve been in quarantine, working from home has pushed that time by at least an hour (and usually more). I was able to get some things done on Day 2 despite the late wake up. I know this was heavily influenced by my 3:30am bedtime, but there were times (as my alarm periodically woke me up) where I could have gotten up had I pushed myself but I couldn’t do it, feeling the need for more sleep winning over.

I knew this was a mental hurdle but it felt all the more prominent as I had trouble convincing myself that it’s worth it to get up instead of keep sleeping.

Journal Entry Day 3: Tuesday:

Well I got up at 7:30 today, almost by mistake. It’s become second nature for me to ignore my alarms but somehow I happened to check right at 7:30. The tug of sleep is real. I had a hard time opening my eyes and getting myself to actually get up and move. I wasn’t even that tired, I just really wanted to sleep…

Somehow I’ve gotten myself up, it wasn’t bad five minutes into it when I was doing my stretches though. And from there I managed another ten minute workout and have been able to journal too. It’s definitely nicer to have more time today than I did yesterday. I don’t really feel the need to pick out my outfit (since I’m quarantining) so the next 15-20 minutes or so have opened up.

Adding an extra half hour to my normal forty minute morning routine was something I had been tossing around in my head as I started this. That was what I was actually going to implement into my life after this week long challenge was over. Mistakenly, I was able to test it out on Day 3 to see if I would have enough time with the extra half hour to accomplish the things I wanted.

It turned out alright, but I was aware of the fact that I am still mostly running on time with the added workout and journaling and still didn’t have the leisure time to take things slow the way I had hoped. However, my focus and goal for this challenge was to actually wake up at 7 which as of Day 3 I had not done. But still it was progress compared to the previous two days.

As you can see it was not successful. But it taught me a lot about myself and the habits I’ve created that are the hardest to fight.

-I stay up late most nights, the true night owl shining through, and that prevents me from waking up early

-I still hold on to the mentality that if I can sleep more and still get things done then I should sleep more (hence me running on time even though I was able to get things done)

-Actually getting out of bed is the hardest part, once I’m up and active I’m okay, but that first act is the hardest

-I expect myself to snooze, always have which is why I set alarms before I’m supposed to get up so I can snooze them, but it’s created the habit of me not getting up immediately which is probably why getting out of bed is so hard.

Keeping these things in mind I decided to try again, a week ago, to see if maybe I could do it better the second time around. But this time I decided to focus on only the work week, keeping the challenge to 5 days. I also decided to couple this with a morning routine of sorts to make me feel a little better, things I’d let slip since quarantine.

Now a lot of those probably sound obvious, but small things, intentionally done, create big differences. And I just needed to create a routine to hold myself accountable too. Plus. I work really well with lists so I thought this would be beneficial.

And now, for round 2:

Day 1: Monday:

I was conscious enough at 7am to know I should get up but ended up sleeping an extra 25 minutes. I went to sleep at 2 in the morning so that might have been a factor. But even then I know it has more to do with knowing I didn’t HAVE to get up that early. But I was able to get all the things on my morning list done.

Day 2: Tuesday:

Went to sleep at 3am so really couldn’t get myself up at 7am. I wasn’t even truly awake until 7:45 and didn’t make it out of bed till 8. I was still able to get my morning list done though.

Day 3: Wednesday:

Got up at 7:25 this morning, remember being somewhat conscious of my 7am alarm but once again couldn’t get my self out of bed earlier than I needed to knowing I could still accomplish my list without getting up at 7am.

Day 4: Thursday:

Got out of bed at 7:35 this morning even though I woke up at 6:30 wide awake because of some noise outside. But once I realized I had half an hour left, I went back to sleep and this happened. Once again was able to complete my morning routine.

Day 5: Friday:

I don’t know what I did yesterday that made me so tired that I just could not get myself out of bed. I became conscious at 7:45 and didn’t get out of bed till 8:10. I was so tired, even more so than what I usually feel when I wake up. I didn’t got to sleep that late, around 1:30 or so but I really struggled this morning. Today is the first true flop of the week. I got my morning stuff done, after I started working and if I hadn’t been working from home I would not have been able to do more than just my stretches. It’s actually really disappointing.

(Note: I ended up staying up till 6am, had there been a day 6 I would have failed even more)

As you can see, I fell back into the same patterns. True that I’m (for the most part) able to consistently get up early, but only early enough to accomplish my routine. What I haven't accomplished is the "taking it slow" thing that morning people do.

While there are some parts of my morning routine that do force me to slow down, it's not quite what I had envisioned. And I know this is because my morning is still very functional. I've listed out my morning routine and while it's definitely more positive, I'm still only getting up early enough to do those things.

Then again, I’m not a morning person and I don’t think a week can change that. I still view the night as my area of enjoyment where I can relax, read, write, do whatever at my own pace in comfort.

And that’s okay. I don’t think this needs to completely change me as a person. I know that I don’t want to give up the night the way I would need to to wake up early and while my heart and mind lay in the night I will never be able to truly become a morning person.

Your mindset and intention has everything to do in developing new habits or changing old ones and I know that where I’m at and what I’ve accomplished is what I could given those two things.

So yes, I did fail this challenge, but I’ve still walked away with a better, more positive, lifestyle experience. And moving forward, I will find a compromise between sleeping in and waking up early, perhaps some days I allow myself to stay up late and sleep in the next morning and other days go to bed on time to wake up early.

And there you have it, a night owl tries desperately to be a morning person and…somewhat succeeds? It’s not a white or black answer but a shade of grey as most things in life, and it’s been my honest, real experience.

I hope you guys enjoyed! This was a long one I know, but regardless I hope you got something out of it! If you’re a night owl and want to try this challenge out then please share with me your experience! And if you’re a morning person, please share your tips!

As always, thanks for reading!

See ya in the next one!