Hey Emma, could you give me some productivity tips?
Hello! Here are a few:
clear desk, clear mind - I like to organise things before I start working. If things are messy, I get a little preoccupied and procrastinate even more. My suggestion is clear your desk, sort everything you’ll need to study and get on!
the two-minute rule - if a task that needs to be done takes less than two minutes, just do it. My dad has often suggested that this is a great way to sort out your priorities and so far it has worked for me. Things like checking my emails, cross off events from my planner, file something away don’t take long but get you in the mood for productivity. As they say “object in motion, stay in motion”.
break your time up - schedule your study time and any breaks you need to take. This helps structure your day and acts as a motivation to get things done. Especially if you can reward yourself at the end! Check out my printables for organising your time!
leave your phone alone - Like most people, I use my phone constantly but when I’m trying to work, it is best to leave it alone. Out of sight, out of mind. Try leaving it on silent and behind you so you aren’t tempted to pick it up after every beep. Use your break times to check it.
find your top three to five priorities - seeing a long list of things to do is usually, for some people, kind of counterproductive. Figure out the main things that need to be done and work on those. If you’re able to complete those main things, you’ll feel like you’ve accomplished the day’s necessities and may even want to complete some more.
try using a mindmap instead of a to-do list - apparently using a mindmap layout instead of a traditional list can help boost productivity. It is a little more funky way to see all your outstanding tasks and might not look as overwhelming as a super long list.
wear headphones - you don’t have to always listen to things but it can help block out any noise that can distract you. If you’re someone that likes some music, try songs with little or no words. This is a great playlist by Spotify.
don’t multitask - as much as you think you can do it, trying to multitask usually ends up in a confused mess and takes twice the time. Stick to one task at a time. If you think of something you need to do, write it down and do it later.
change things up - doing the same things in the same place can get boring. Make the effort every now and then to change where you’re studying or how you’re studying. This can include moving your studying from the desk to the kitchen table for a change of scenery or making flash cards instead of annotating your notes. Studying with a family member or friends is a fun way to get some work done!
be positive - most people have times when they just don’t want to study or anything, it is natural. However, it is not worth sitting staring at your books in an unmotivated mood just waiting to feel inspired. If you’re not feeling it, do something else for a while. Come back to it a bit later and have another go. Usually walking away and coming back is all you need to feel more productive.
focus on 20-30 minute periods - generally, we lose focus after a while so taking regular breaks can help give you chance to relax and refocus. Apps like Forest allow you to set a timer and will give you off your phone at the same time. Obviously, if you’re being productive, don’t suddenly cut that off because it is “time for a break”.
divide and conquer - figure out what is the overall task that you need to do and split it into manageable parts. For instance, with an essay the aim is to write it! Divide it into planning out what you want to write, any references you need, summarising a final draft and then writing each paragraph. By dividing bigger tasks into actionable parts you can reduce the obstacles and get through each part in a more timely manner.
make the effort to refocus - if you’re finding something boring and you’re unfocused, walk away for 5 minutes, get a drink and come back. If you’re really struggling, change topics for a while. Find a point where you can finish and start doing something else that is productive.
HERE’S AN ANGRY BISEXUAL MARTIN-CORN. BECAUSE I HAVE TO DO TAXES TODAY AND I NEEDED TO DO SOMETHING SILLY TO TAKE MY MIND OFF OF IT. THIS IS LITERALLY THE BASEST OF MY PS SKILLS. I DID IT IN 10 MINUTES, NO JUDGING. THIS IS THE MOST RIDICULOUS THING I’VE EVER DONE
“I’m bipolar. I’ve been in a psych ward more times than I would like to admit. I’m also in recovery. It’s been a few years since I’ve had a problem with either one. I’m not taking any medication because I didn’t like the way it made me feel. But since I am not on medication, I am high risk. In order to feel comfortable, being on no medication, I have to do certain other things: meditation, sleeping right, eating right, talking to people, doing leisure activities, and really just checking in with myself. I try to write every day, read every day. So, it’s a lot of different habits that guide my life—but it’s not like it’s a chore.
Sleeping, in particular, is a big part of my life. Some people think, ‘Oh, I can just stay up for a few days.’ Not me. I have to get a certain number of hours of sleep every day. And I can’t get over a certain number of hours of sleep every day.
It simply got to a point where either I was going to let my illness rule me or do whatever I had to do so it doesn’t.
I’m very ambitious. I act and dance and I want to start a non-profit. To do that I have to take care of myself.”
“Which of these things do you think is most important?”
“Meditation. It brings me to all those other things. I might be running all day. I take time to meditate and I realize that my stomach is rumbling. ‘Hmm, I’m kind of tired. Maybe I need to take a nap.’ ‘Hmm, my stomach’s rumbling. I need to eat.’ Or ‘I have all these thoughts running through my head. After this, I should write.’ I focus on posture. I meditate when I dance. Just mindfulness. I can’t imagine life without meditation.”
“What kind of non-profit do you want to start?”
“Mental health services for the homeless. Especially here, at Central Square, if someone is off their medication or is having an episode, the first called are the police, and the second is the EMT, neither of which has extensive mental health training. My big audacious goal is to create a program where you have some sort of a mental health professional, or even a mentor, either be there when the police come, or be at the hospital to calm them down. You can check the stats: the criminal justice system is the number one provider of mental health services in the United States. It’s sad in so many ways, and it doesn’t have to be like that.”
Who can resist reading another little post full of tips to help you get more work done? Here is a few things that I find useful when trying to get myself motivated.
Clear desk, clear mind - I like to organise things before I start working. If things are messy, I get a little preoccupied and procrastinate even more. My suggestion is clear your desk, sort everything you’ll need to study and get on!
The two minute rule - If a task that needs to be done takes less than two minutes, just do it. My dad has often suggested that this is a great way to sort out your priorities and so far it has worked for me. Things like check my emails, cross off events from my planner, file something away don’t take long but get you in the mood for productivity. As they say “object in motion, stay in motion”.
Break your time up - Schedule your study time and any breaks you need to take. This helps structure your day and acts as a motivation to get things done. Especially if you can reward yourself at the end!
Leave your phone alone - Like most people I use my phone constantly but when I’m trying to work, it is best to leave it alone. Out of sight, out of mind. Try leaving it on silent and behind you so you aren’t tempted to pick it up after every beep. Use your break times to check it.
Find your top three to five priorities - Seeing a long list of things to do is usually, for some people, kind of counterproductive. Figure out the main things that need to be done and work on those. If you’re able to complete those main things, you’ll feel like you’ve accomplished the days necessities and may even want to complete some more.
Try using a mindmap instead of a to do list - Apparently using a mindmap layout instead of a traditional list can help boost productivity. It is a little more funky way to see all your outstanding tasks and might not look as overwhelming as a super long list.
Wear headphones - You don’t have to always listen to things but it can help block out any noise that can distract you. If you’re someone that likes some music, try songs with little or no words. This is a great playlist by Spotify.
Don’t multitask - As much as you think you can do it, trying to multitask usually ends up in a confused mess and takes twice the time. Stick to one task at a time. If you think of something you need to do, write it down and do it later.
Change things up - Doing the same things in the same place can get boring. Make the effort every now and then to change where you’re studying or how you’re studying. This can include moving your studying from the desk to the kitchen table for a change of scenery, or making flash cards instead of annotating your notes. Studying with a family member or friends is a fun way to get some work done!
Be positive - Most people have times when they just don’t want to study or anything, it is natural. However it is not worth sitting staring at your books in an unmotivated mood just waiting to feel inspired. If you’re not feeling it, do something else for a while. Come back to it a bit later and have another go. Usually walking away and coming back is all you need to feel more productive.
I hope these few tips are useful! These are the kind of things that work for me, so give them a shot and let me know if they help. Best of luck with your studies x
I walked home from work tonight. Thought of you. Every dog
was barking, all having a conversation I was not invited to, probably because
if I was I would only talk about you, and they’re sick of it.
My sister hates you, and when I say hate I mean she would
kill you given the opportunity. She’s not
alone you say when I tell you this, and I say it’s the one thing her and I have in common, and you laugh, and I stare.
I can’t say what you being happy does to me. I feel the sun within me like I swallowed
it, all of me warm.
Lily here’s the thing:
we need a better apartment! you call from the shower, which occasionally
turns off for no reason and won’t go on again until the toilet is flushed. James, here’s the thing: we need more money!
I call back. Being poor is a lot more romantic in the films. In reality it
is having an oven that takes thirty minutes to turn off and curling into one
another during winter, fingers purple.
I don’t mind being poor with you. And when I say I don’t mind
I mean I obviously mind but not as much when you are with me. I don’t mind a
lot of things when you are with me: flat tire, missed flight, my mother only
speaking to me when my father is asleep.
That time we had no electricity that week because we had to
pay our rates. Us, in the dark, holding candles you stole from Remus, playing
cards for hours but only Go Fish because it was the only game you knew. After
work when you got home at three and we ate crackers and made up episodes of Friends to entertain ourselves. Joey and
Chandler run away to Atlantis. Phoebe transforms into an armadillo and desperately
tries to gain admission into a zoo. Rachel gets arrested for stalking Queen Elizabeth.
Ross dies in a house fire. They all forget to go to his funeral. And us: rolling
on the floor, our laughter the only thing.
There are still things I dislike about you. You won’t take
buses because you think they’re dirty. When we fight and you laugh at me.
Leaving all the kitchen cabinets open so I bump into them. That I tell you
about why my father hates me but you won’t tell me why yours does.
(I think it’s because of me. I often forget that you should
be a lawyer right now, instead of in an apartment with me and an oven that takes
thirty minutes to turn off.)
Often we talk about what our lives will be like later. When
we have money. When we have time. You will buy a giant couch so Sirius will
stop bitching about how uncomfortable the floor is when he’s over. I want to
get a cat and name it ‘milk’ or ‘bumblebee’ or some other ridiculous thing, and
when I say this you stare and then kiss me senseless. I cannot believe you love me you say. All my breath deserts me. I cannot
believe I wouldn’t.
You work late nights, and I work afternoons, so in the
morning we eat cereal out of the box and sit in bed, talking about what kind of
dogs we’d be. I’m a beagle. You want to be a German Shepherd but in reality you’re
Scottish Terrier because you’re still a bit posh and also wear glasses. Scottish Terriers don’t wear glasses you
say. Yes, but they look like they should I
respond. You consider this, and then nod. You’re
right you agree. I take a handful of cornflakes and am so fucking glad that
I use your toothbrush sometimes when its dark and I can’t find
mine, and this is something I will never tell you, primarily because you’d
freak out about it. Another thing I can never say: you always buy too much
popcorn at the movies for two people to eat. I also can’t say the entire reason
I still have the purple sneakers from five years ago that no longer fit me is because
they were the shoes I was wearing when you told me you first told me you loved
me, and I did not look beautiful, so I knew you meant it.
In truth I could spend an infinite amount of hours talking
about you, and the things we do when we’re alone
(including but not limited to: playing scrabble, trying to
recreate that lift from Dirty Dancing, reading books without saying anything,
arguing about how long the commercial is and whether it’s worth switching the
channel, you kissing my neck, bumping into one another half asleep in the
kitchen, arguing about who’s turn it is to do the dishes, laughing about our
neighbours and how loud their sex is, discussing whether our sex is louder than
the neighbours, trying to make our sex louder than the neighbours, burning our
bills once we’ve paid them, getting drunk off cheap tequila and having a dance
off, lying in bed carding my hands through your hair, having a staring contest
over lunch, kissing each other on the mouth, kissing each other in other
But I won’t. because other people (and dogs) find it boring
when you talk about another person to much. I don’t mind. I have you. They don’t.
I can’t imagine how awful that is.
A/N: Welcome to the first day of the @hamwriters Write-A-Thon in celebration of us gaining 1K followers there! This au ripped my soul to pieces becuase I love Criminal Minds and this had to have an angst ending. Sorry in advance but hope you enjoy and see you tomorrow for femslash day.
unsub = unknown subject (aka the bad guy)
John rapped on your office door twice and held up a file once you looked up. “We got a case. NYC. It’s pretty bad.”
You stood and grabbed your tablet, looking through the files as you walked with him to the conference room. “Ten bodies? Why are we just now being called in?”
“Lead detective on the case was stubborn.” You snorted and he smiled at you. “But the details got leaked to the media and his captain made the call.”
“The media’s already running the story,” you asked as you sat down at the round table, nodding at each member of your team.
“Yeah,” said Maria as she leaned back in her chair. “They’re calling him the ‘King of Hearts.’ Saying he’s the worst thing that’s happened to the city since the Son of Sam.”
Angelica looked up from the files. “Are we sure it’s one unsub?”
George Washington, your team leader, sat down and smoothed his tie as he did so. “You think it’s more than one?”
“Like partners,” asked John.
Angelica shook her head. “No, I don’t think they’re partners. There are two different MO’s. The only thing they have in common is that they both take things from the victims.”
“Does he leave the things he takes with the next victim like the Reaper,” asked Hercules.
“No,” said Maria, looking over the files. “I’m betting they’re both keeping the items as trophies.”
“Or giving them to a significant other as gifts,” you interjected.
“All good ideas. We’ll talk more on the jet. Wheels up in 30,” Gwash commanded.
Idk I was just thinking about this last night and thought I might write another part? But I’ll warn you now, if you like sad endings, stop reading after part one. I’m terrible at angst because I’m a sucker for happy endings. (Also @ anon who originally requested part 1, I’m sorry that this is about to turn into something not at all like what you asked for, forgive me)
Yoongi waited two weeks for you to call. And he was sure that you would, because you always did. This had been a relatively normal thing for you for over a year now. Everything would seem like it was fine until one day you said you couldn’t do this anymore, then you would effectively dump him (although in order to dump him you would have had to have been in a relationship in the first place), and then a few days later you would call him again.
It was just the way it was.
There was something different about this time, however. He hadn’t wanted to admit it, or even think about it at the time, but there was something in your eyes that night. Yoongi recognized hopelessness when he saw it.
He rubbed his eyes, reminding himself that he didn’t care. So what if you never called him? It wasn’t like he couldn’t find someone else. Though, it could be hard to find someone who didn’t ask questions. That was something he liked about you, you never asked questions about his personal life. You weren’t interested in his money, or his status. At first, you wanted the same thing that he did– a way to forget who you were for a while.
No more stress, no more phone calls from angry bosses, no more parents who wanted to know why you weren’t married yet. It worked so well because the two of you were each others escape.
For a few months, both of you kept feelings out of it. You were fuck buddies, no big deal. But at some point, something had shifted. He could still remember the first time he noticed it, when he had almost made the mistake of asking you to stay. He nearly didn’t catch himself in time, choking on his words and backtracking so fast that you had actually asked him if he was okay.
He glared at his phone, waiting for something that he knew wasn’t going to happen.
o1. i’m getting significant voldemort vibes from valentine. o2. FATTY TUNA IS DEGRADING o3. Simon is the cutest thing in the world and he needs to be protected at all costs. (Preferably by Raphael?) o4. OH GOD PLEASE JOIN THEM. I AM SO OKAY WITH ALEC WALKING IN ON JACE HAVING SEX. o5. Alec being too embarrassed to look at Jace is such quality content. Bless you, Shadowhunters. o6. DID CLIZZY JUST BREAK UP. o7. I am so turned on by Magnus holy shit. o8. MY FRIEND JEM IT’S FINE I’M FINE. 09. Luke just looking at his sister as she bleeds out on the floor made me laugh so hard. Am I a bad person? 1o. 23 minutes in and still no Raphael. Why am I watching this show again? 11. WILL YOU BE MY OBI WAN? 12. I question Clary’s life choices frequently. 13. I take it back, that was smart, Clary. 14. DAZZLE ME. 15. Simon’s mind is so blown oh my God, I need more scenes with Simon and Jace. 16. Alec: I don’t overthink things. Also Alec: Overthinks overthinking. 17. okay but the way alec is cluching magnus’ shirt right now excuse me i’m dying 18. that pout though. 19. JACE THREATENING MAGNUS. THIS IS GOOD SHIT. 2o. OH GOD GET OFF THE ROOF ALEC THIS IS NOT GOOD SHIT.
47 Hacks People With ADD/ADHD Use To Stay On Track
1. “Take a picture of your to-do list otherwise #1 on your to-do list will be find the to-do list!” - Paris Swenson, Facebook
2. “Break long tasks into manageable segments. For example, you don’t have to ‘Clean your room,’ you have to: 1. Place all laundry in a basket… 2. Clear off desk…. 3. Organize your bookshelf… 4. Vacuum rug… Etc.” - alicegateso
3. “I keep a pad of paper by my keyboard at work. When I have a persistent thought that’s not associated with what I’m doing (I.E. ‘Call the plumber,’ ‘What kind of tree is that outside?,’ ‘I should wear more red.’) I write it down and promise myself I’ll think about it later. This let’s me acknowledge the thought and move on without falling down the rabbit hole.” - Lauren Dodson, Facebook
4. “I keep Word documents on each day and list what I got done so I can go back if I forget/lose track.” - Molly Jane Sisson, Facebook
5. “Have one place for every item that you use every single time. My keys, for example, always always always go on a hook beside the door.” - Chloe Burns, Facebook
6. “If you’re in school, you must invest in a planner. I leave nothing to my memory because if I’m not 100% paying attention during class, I will forget any assignment immediately.” - Chloe Burns, Facebook
7. “Try to block out sensory distractions when you’re doing a task that requires focus. I pick a quiet spot away from windows and monitors when I need to hunker down. Earplugs are helpful, and so is white noise” - snarkastik
8. “I make time each night/week to straighten up my living space. If all of my chores are done and the majority of my apartment is put together, I can think so much more clearly and can focus on more important things.” - zoeo429a8c39d
9. “Those giant desk calendars are great. I like to keep one on my wall and color-code classes/projects.” - Brooke Elise Henry, Facebook
10. “I keep a planner in my bag so that I can jot things down there, then transfer it all to my wall calendar at the end of the day.” - Brooke Elise Henry, Facebook
11. “I put my car keys underneath anything I need to remember to take with me. That way, I can’t physically leave without seeing the item I need.” - Amanda Egert Lee, Facebook
12.“I leave sticky notes on my keys.” - Amanda Egert Lee, Facebook
13. “I have to make it a point to remove all forms of communication from my reach so I know I’m only concentrating on the task at hand.” - andreaquido
14. “When I have a limited amount of time to do something (e.g. getting ready for work), I have a kitchen timer that I have go off every 3 minutes. It doesn’t seem like a lot of time, but you can get a lot done. When the timer seems to be going off too quickly and starts to become annoying, that usually means I’m daydreaming or focusing on the wrong thing.” - pantherkatz
15. “I like to get some time outdoors every day because it helps me find peace. After all, they say ADD brains are the brains of hunters! That’s why they’re always looking all over the place.” - llama7777777
16. “COLOUR CODE EVERYTHING. Bright colours in class notes, on important items, on tupperware lids, whatever. Bright colours are attention-grabbing and seeing ‘purple’ is faster than reading ‘Monday dinner leftovers.’ - Calico Jack Rackham, Facebook
17. “I like to go to productive places if I need to get work done; like the library, coffee shop, or studying with friends. When everyone around me is focused and working, it makes it easier for me to do so as well.” - gabbyh4940993bf
18.“I write notes with a dry erase marker on all of my bathroom mirrors.Things seem to hit me while I’m brushing my teeth or doing my makeup.” - Kristin Hasty, Facebook
19. “I have a 6×9 notebook that I keep with me because I’m constantly writing ‘to-do’ lists.” - Kristin Hasty, Facebook
20. “For remembering to take things with me as I leave, everything has to be by the door so I can’t leave without seeing it. Bonus points if my keys are in the pile.” - Sydney Anderson, Facebook
21. “I always convince myself I have to be somewhere earlier than I do. That way I have a few minutes buffer. If I have to be there at 8:30, I tell myself over and over that I have to be there by 8:15. It helps to have the clock in my car set 6 minutes fast. Even when I’m ‘running late’, I arrive a few minutes earlier than I actually have to be there.” - Cassie Costilow, Facebook
22. “If you have to read something with a due date, separate 10-15 pages with post its and set a time to read it through the day. Let’s say you have to read 90 pages for tomorrow, read 15 pages at 10 am, 12 pm, 2 pm, 4 pm, 6 pm and 8pm.” - stefr2
23. “When cleaning I try to focus on one small task at a time instead of the big picture. Instead of thinking ‘I’m going to reorganize the entire kitchen”, I think “I’m going to reorganize this cabinet.’ It really helps keep me from getting overwhelmed and shutting down completely.” - Cassie Costilow, Facebook
24. “I make it a point to have all my bills (except rent ) due on the same day. This way when the 15th comes, I write down a checklist of what needs to be paid, go through the list, and pay them.” - ltriebl
25. “I used to give myself deadlines for papers in undergrad. If something was not done by 2 a.m. I was not allowed to keep working on it. If the next morning was the deadline, too bad. By my 2nd year I never had to stay up all night, and by the time I got my M.A. it was completely internalized.” - Javiera Reyes, Facebook
26. “I use a massive white board calendar and color code things; blue for my sorority, green for due dates, red for tests, and black for other random events” -mckenziec45e41be03
27. “I schedule one day for cleaning. Everything gets done on that day even if it takes me hours.” - ltriebl
28. “My supervisor and I write a daily to-do list every single day. Instead of asking me to do things, she just writes it on my list. I cross out things as I accomplish them.” - Cierra Kemppainen, Facebook
29. “I always feel my pockets to make sure I have my phone, wallet, and keys before I leave a building or room. This has saved me more times than I ever thought.” - Adam Gottlieb, Facebook
30. “I carry my meds in my school backpack all the time. It’s great if I sit down in my first class and all of a sudden realize I didn’t take them.” - Adam Gottlieb, Facebook
31. “Because my motivation is so low with ADHD, my therapist told me the best thing to do to get things done is do them right when you think about them or else you’ll never do it. It may be obvious but it’s actually really helpful when there are important things to do.” - amandaz42502c3e2
32. “I write everything, EVERYTHING, down. When it comes to things people ask me to do, I write them down. Before we leave our meeting, I repeat all of their requests back to them. When they agree with each, I check it off. Once I complete the tasks, I cross them out twice. It’s tedious, but it definitely works.” - Adrienne Brooke, Facebook
33. “I tend to lean on people I know I can trust to help me remember things. I can rely on them without worrying about judgement.” - whitneyb19
34. “Crossing things off has become a sort of reward. When I notice I’ve crossed off more than three things at once I give myself a Buzzfeed break!Or Facebook, or Gchat. Just something to help blow off a little steam before I dive into the next task. It’s the best feeling seeing a list of 47 things all crossed off at the end of a stressful workday.” - Colleen Daniel, Facebook
35. “I always make lists in threes. Anything more than that and I end up losing focus of what I’m supposed to be doing, or hyper focusing and can’t switch tasks.” - keilande
36. “I also find that I’m more interested in keeping my personal life organized if it looks pretty, so at home it’s fun to do DIY projects that will actually create a more organized environment.” - Colleen Daniel, Facebook
37. “Laundry is a passive chore, so I’ll wash dishes while the machine is running. Two for one!” - bryanpb
38. “Break down your tasks! If you have a paper due in three days don’t just try to write the whole thing in one day, make a goal to finish a part of it each day.” - Brontë Ratcliffe, Facebook
39. “Try to only focus on one task at a time. It’s really tempting (REALLY REALLY TEMPTING) to do millions of unimportant things before you get to the one thing thats actually important. Think of your activities as if they are all contained in little boxes. Only open one box at a time and make sure that it is fully shut before you open the next box.” - Amy Langiano, Facebook
40. “Take lots of notes. In meetings I take diligent, detailed notes. I almost never refer back to them because somehow, just writing out the thought helps it stick in my mind, but the notes are there if I do need them later.” - gabriellao47ba20033
41. “Writing things down with a pen or pencil instead of typing them in computer and phone strengthens my memory of them.” - bobc409eb4106
42. “When I get ready for work in the morning, I set the alarm on my phone to go off every 10 minutes to help with time management. I have no concept of time if I don’t.” - Mallori Kraemer, Facebook
43. “I write up schedules even if I don’t use them perfectly. Just writing it down makes it stick better.” - katerg
44. “Prioritize what needs to be done by writing it all out and writing how long you estimate each task will take. That really helps me order things in a way that works for me.” - gabrielleca
45. “I make schedules for myself delineating how much time I anticipate each activity will take. Then, I build in 15-20 minute buffers on each to allow for the anticipated distractions and a couple of breaks. Works like a charm!” -emilyf4c854bde4
46. “I’m an introvert. So I tell friends and family to inform me of plans and events as early as possible. I need time to plan out my activities as well as make sure I have the mental energy to engage with others.” - pantherkatz
47. “Sit on an exercise ball while working on homework. It helps you by giving you something small to fill up your need for distraction while doing more tedious tasks.” - olivial7
With dead eyes, I scowled silently down to the opposite side of the sofa,
seeing Harry with his phone still in his hand, and his dimple there even though
he was straining his smile. You could always tell when Harry was trying to hide
his laughter, because his dimple would appear as proof, no matter how much he
tried to conceal it.
But I played along, not saying a word as I text him back.
You make brews! It’s your
house, I’m the guest here.
You’ve been here for almost a
week now. You’re no
longer a guest, you practically live here. Now get off your arse and make me a
Request Summary: Negan is out with a few of his men and finds this girl in a forest. She’s really anxious and on edge and whenever there is a walker or one of Negan’s men tries to touch her she is all jumpy (and maybe hides behind Negan’s back and stuff)
Okay I’m gonna give a crack at this. I was originally going to do it in Negan’s POV but I couldn’t get it right. I’m happy with the way it turned out in the Readers POV. Sorry it’s short. Thank you for the request! :D
I woke from the dreams of my past. A simpler happier time where you didn’t have to worry about dead people eating your face off. Something that seemed like a dream now. Giving the reality we live in.
Or maybe I woke up to the loud footsteps and laughing. I sat up in the small barely standing tent. Pulling on my boots I quickly settled in a crouched position ready for a fight if they came this way. Going off how loud they were they most likely were close.
“Did you find any Goddamn thing yet?” Asked a loud booming voice making my heart want to jump out of my chest.
The grip on my small pocket knife tightening. I would have much preferred the gun I had a few days ago but it was empty. No good to me other than a blunt weapon.
Request: Can you do an E4 Imagine where Reader finds out about his side job and Barry is nervous about how the reader might react. Also Reader is okay with it as long as he doesn’t do the deed or kiss anyone but her.
a/n: idk about the end…
It’s not like Barry checks his safe house after work. He probably should. As a villain, there is bound to be a hero seeking for his ‘lair’. What he really didn’t expect is you to be there. For a moment, his wide eyes stare at you on the couch, before he flicks the light switch back off. Explaining why he’s both shirtless and wearing tight booty shorts is not something he wants to do at this time.
His upper chest moves as he scratches behind his neck, biceps flexing. Barry knows what that frown means. He’s been on the short end of it far too many times. “Hey babydoll…” he mumbles, tugging on one of his tiny gauges nervously. “I wasn’t expecting you here.” he says as he drops his bag to the floor, speeding over to you.
“Are you cheating on me?” Is your first response. Tears sting in the corners of your eyes and you slump your shoulders, staring at Barry. He gulps, shaking his head; milk chocolate brown locks scattering across his forehead. “Then where were you?” you croak, yanking on your gray and red high school shirt. “And why are you naked?” you add in an accusing tone.
Barry really needs to get dressed before leaving the club; usually he just speeds home. Sighing, he carefully sits next to you, blue shorts wrinkling at his upper thighs. “I… My job.” he stutters, “Along with being a villain, I, um, I’m a stripper.” he breathes out, mossy green eyes watching the small silver ball in his belly button scrunch with his abs. The cat’s out of the bag now, he supposes.
The little breath that escapes you makes Barry’s mind race. No, he can’t lose you. You’re the only good thing about him. “Do you…just take off your clothes?” you whisper, repositioning your legs underneath yourself; black opaque leggings rising up your ankles. “Or do you…” you trail off, drying your eyelashes.
“I mean, I do lap dances. But I don’t have sex with anyone. And I don’t kiss either… I save that for you, you know?” A smirk tests his lips when he looks at you. “Being a strpper doesn’t make you a slut. Just a job. I do it to get paid.” the speedster defends himself, green eyes traveling with your every move until you land in his lap. Out of instinct, Barry wraps his arms around your waist, sighing, feeling your hands on his freckled cheeks, pushing his red gauges back slightly.
Well, this is certainly not what he expected. Your chest presses to his; the belly button ring barely grazes your soft t-shirt. “If that’s all you do… I… I’m not mad.” you say truthfully, shaking your head. “I’m a little upset that you didn’t tell me sooner, but, not mad.” you pause, pushing his fluffy hair off his forehead only for it to flop back.
Smirking, Barry leans forward, kissing your lips. “I’ve got my whole world in my hands, babydoll.” he mutters.
I know it’s been a while, but man, oh man, don’t EVER title your story the worst thing that could happen to a writer. With that being said, thanks to @burkygirl and @xerxia31 for general hand-holding, butt-kicking, and very frank discussions about where this fic is headed. And thanks to @katnissdoesnotfollowback for having a birthday and giving me a reason to write this. Hope you like it! You can read the whole thing here. Don’t forget to talk to me. ;) Pbg
The walk to work is short, but I’m no less
exhausted after my sleepless night than if I’d had to run miles to get there.
All night long, my mind was wrestling with mortification mixed with a little
self-loathing - while my body was on a whole other track. It doesn’t care that
I lost control in the arms of my nemesis, moving in a single night from my
first kiss to… whatever the hell that was. Nope, my body finally knows what it
was missing all these years and it wants more. More kissing. More
touching. More stubble under my fingers. I actually imagined what it would be
like to lick him in forbidden places, like his nipples, or… lower. Much
I spent the night at war with myself – blushing
at my thoughts one second, berating myself the next – until I finally caved
into fatigue. I woke up three hours later to find my alarm had been going off
for twenty minutes. Sleep, however little, did nothing to dispel the
embarrassment. It clings to me like aggressive static electricity. This must be
what the walk of shame feels like. Maybe I should read that book again.
The mid-morning sun blinds me when I turn the
corner of the building, or I would have seen him, jumped behind a tree or hid
in the alley until he left, but the sun is part of the universe after all. And
I’ve already gotten the message that we are not friends.
Summary: You’re the good popular girl of the school and then there’s Min Yoongi, the bad boy. You both have family problems, considering people think your life is perfect, so once you get detention with him you click.
Warnings: Cursing, maybe some implied smut, some depressing shit, maybe some angst.
When you came back to his place, you immediately went to get unready. Yoongi had helped you with everything, which you thought was sweet. You stayed up with him until pretty late and you didn’t have doubts about it at all.
“So how are your parents?” He asked.
“Probably going to get a divorce” You replied shrugging.
“Oh. I’m sorry” He said.
“It’s okay. It was bound to happen. They constantly argue” You said.
“I’m here for you no matter what” He said.
“I know thanks. I’m here for you no matter what too” You said with a sweet smile.
I met this girl at work a few of months back. I thought she was cute so I gave her my number, but I told her we would talk business. Her name is Melanie– short, brown skin– one of those delta sorority sisters who sounds mad country. She wanted to work on this piece with me– at least that’s what she made it seems like. She wanted to do a spoken word visual about growing up in poverty as black people. I thought she had a great vision. I let her know that it was a really good idea. I was kind of excited to be honest. She called me that same night to talked about it and everything sounded like a go.
We made arrangements to meet up to actually discuss this vision. We sat down and thought about different ways to portray the different ideas. We had gone through a lot in our short time on this earth. We came from different backgrounds, so she never saw the things that I saw. She told me I introduced her to a new world. She told me she liked that about me. I wasn’t sure if it was the compliment or not but at that moment I felt some real ass chemistry. Before you know it we started to share some personal thing about our life. She told me she appreciated how open and transparent I was. Things had got really deep.
Maybe a little too deep, I could tell it had gotten a little overwhelming so I asked if she wanted to go for a walk. She agreed and we went outside and just start walking. It felt great. I love nature. I love everything about it. It kind of helps me feel free. I could tell she felt a little better herself. Finally, we had a seat on the bench that was right outside this coffee shop. She told me that she was glad she ran into me when she did. She told me I seemed like a great guy and she could the two of us becoming really great friends. I agreed. I definitely saw that too.
I cannot lie. That shit made my dick tremble a little bit. Don’t ask me how or why– just know that it did. I made the suggestion to link up again some other time. I told her we would have fun and the next time we link up we didn’t have to talk about the heavy shit. After that we kind of said our goodbyes and went our separate ways. Later on that night she thanked me for listening to her. She told me she has always had so much to say but no one to really say it to. She told me that was the reason why she wrote– to say the things she couldn’t say to anyone else. Ironically, that was kind of the reason why I started to write. I used to write just to clear my mind. I wrote anything from poems to essays– outside of university work to journal entries.
The more she revealed about herself the stronger my attraction towards her became. Sometimes when she would speak I could just hear the passion in her voice. It was the sexiest thing ever. She made my dick tremble quite often and didn’t have to be talking about sex. Bruh, she told me a story about how she had to go off on her co worker– I swear I couldn’t help myself. That shit was sexy af. She just started going in and I could hear myself saying, “damn, I love you” I was thinking to myself, “this chick might be wifey.”
Over the span of couple months we had gotten really close. Sometimes when she came over she would spend then night. We had gotten really close. I felt like it was about that time to take our relationship to the next level. I felt like I could be myself with her and I felt that wholeheartedly. We had already gone on a number of dates. There was no reason why we weren’t already a couple. I had been thinking about it for weeks. I had even called my best friend to ask for his opinion. He gave me his blessings and that was all I needed. I trusted his word. He always had my best interest at heart.
That night I called her and asked her if she could meet me at the coffee shop. The coffee shop was the symbol of our relationship. It symbolized the pinnacle of our growth. It was apart of our history. We met there often to talk about our project ideas and to talk about life. That coffee shop meant a lot to our relationship and I wanted it to continue to be apart of us.
That night I told her to meet at the coffee shop so we could talk about this idea I had. It had been awhile since we actually sat down and talk about our ideas. My ideas often came to me while I was laying in bed. I would usually write them down before I go to sleep. We called each other every night before bed. I guess that’s why I’ve been thinking about her so much lately. I didn’t think about much of anything at night other than spending time with her. I guess you can tell how much I really liked her.
She called me to let me know she was close. I had already ordered some tea and sat on the outside. Before she got off the phone she told me that she had something to tell me. I had no idea what she had to say but it made me nervous. I was already been kind of nervous to finally ask her out despite being so close but it added to my anxieties. All types of things started to go through my head. I called my boy back real quick to calm my nerves but as soon as he answered the phone I could see Melanie pulling up.
I told him I’ll call him back and greeted Melanie. She smiled and gave me hug as usual. Everything seemed to be fine and my nerves seemed to have calm down. She asked me about the ideas I had. I kind of wanted to know what she had to say to me before I got into why I asked her to come out. I just told her away. I told her about a few project ideas for this short film I wanted to do. I wanted to document black hair and what our hair means to our identity. I wanted to focus on standard of beauty and natural hair for both men and women. There were some other things I wanted to discuss but I was too anxious to find out what she wanted to say to me.
She started to mention the weather and asked me if I wanted to go for a walk. She knew I loved shit like that. I thought it was going to have one of those romantic moments you read about in story books. After awhile my anxiety dissipated and I was actually feeling pretty good about everything. While we were walking she grabbed and held my hand. She told me that she really like me and maybe even loved me. I was excited and a little relieved but I also had butterflies in my stomach. I could only smile despite the discomfort.
She mentioned her ex. She told me she wanted to tell me something and it had to do with him. I could feel myself getting sick to my stomach. My anxieties were going through the roof at this point. I stopped walking. I stood there and waited for her say something disappointing. I just had this feeling in the pit of my stomach that told me I wasn’t going to like what she had to say. Then she looked over to me and said “my ex is actually my husband” I just looked at her in disbelief. Apparently they hadn’t gotten a divorce but they were just separated– legally at least.
He had been overseas for six months on a mission. She said that he was coming back and that he was going to kick her out the house they had together. She told me they had some type of agreement but that didn’t matter to. She lied to me. She was never really honest with me. This entire time I thought I had really found someone to me. I thought I finally found someone. There was not enough unconditional love that would make me forgive her so easily. I couldn’t believe I let this happen to me.
She had a whole ass husband. A whole ass military nigga. I got so sick that I actually puked. I had to leave. I had to get away from the situation. I didn’t know what else to do. She could have told me about this. I don’t know why she hadn’t told me this to behind with. There had been so many opportunities for her to tell me about this but she waited until the moment I thought she couldn’t do any wrong.
She told me that she had more to say but I couldn’t take it. I didn’t want to hear it. I just went home. I didn’t even call my boy. I didn’t want to talk to anyone. She had been hitting me up that entire night but I refused to answer. I just put on some Jazz music and internalized everything gotdamn thing that has ever happened in my entire life up until that point until I just fell asleep of exhaustion.
I felt so empty and incomplete but I also had this heaviness about myself. I didn’t want to talk to her but I knew I wouldn’t feel better until I found out what else she had to say. I shut myself out from the world for a couple days. I just hadn’t been feeling like myself. I hadn’t returned any of her calls and to be honest it was eating me alive. I needed something to help me take my mind off of Melanie. I thought if I invited another woman over that she would help me take my mind off of things. I thought she would make me feel good– make me feel like myself again.
I called Jasmine. We used to mess around from time to time. I hadn’t seen her in awhile. I ask her if she wanted drop after she got home from work. That usually meant she would come through for sex. I thought that was something I needed but when she got there I just wasn’t feeling it. I could barely function let alone entertain a woman while the entire time I was thinking about someone else. I didn’t make me feel any better. I actually felt worse. I thought she would be fun. I thought she would’ve brought me out of that shitty mood I was in but all she really wanted to do was to have sex. I guess I got what I was asking for.
I had been too detached to do anything remotely close to sex and Jasmine didn’t like it. She had gotten really upset so I just asked her to leave. While escorting her out Melanie pulled up.