Hey, Morty, whats your favorite memory with your grandpa?
I have really bad nightmares, l-like I’ve always had ‘em, even before I went on wacky adventures, and while sometimes Summer would come in and hug me for a bit, you know, she had to get up f-for school, and mom was always too busy and dad is… well… dad….
So f-for a long time, I didn’t have anyone to really t-turn to when I was having nightmares and stuff… and now well @askrick is pretty great to me when I have ‘em, I know I’m a “big boy” now but it’s really a relief that Rick will come in and sit with me while I try to go back to sleep.
So I guess it’s less of a m-memory and more of an active st-state of being, but it’s the best either way.
Hi could you write 16 and 36 for Sehun roommates au? Love your writing❤
Ouuuuuu I really like the roommate au idea I’ll have to use it later ! And thank you so much, I’m so glad <3 thanks a billion for the request!
16. “You really need to start sleeping better; you’ve been keeping me up for weeks and I’d like to have a good night’s sleep for once.” 36. “Stop moving! You’re only making this harder on yourself.”
genre: awkwardly fluffy! idek that is now a thing
You were lying in your bed, staring up at the ceiling as the noises of your roommate’s video game drowned out your already-scattered thoughts. It was well past midnight, you knew it without needing to check the clock on your beside table. Between the hours of midnight and one o’clock in the morning, Sehun would begin playing whatever first-person shooter game was in the console. Most nights, he wouldn’t quit until three or four in the morning, when he had to go to whatever ridiculous class that was held at that hour. With a campus running wild 24 hours a day, timetables could be a funny thing.
Generally, you’d doze off after the first hour or so, but tonight was one of the few nights that, for some reason, you couldn’t let the gunshots, explosions, and his whisper-shouting lull you to sleep. Your afternoon class had been rough, but your sic o’clock class made it seem like a walk through a dog park. Though you liked your classes - subject wise, - it always seemed that you either couldn’t stand the other students or the teacher. In this particular instance, today made you despise both in your Biology I class; it was full of drama between student and the teacher, making it difficult for those who weren’t involved to fly under the radar.
You weren’t sure what did it, you were hardly conscious of your body getting up and out of the bed, but you made your way to your bedroom door and jerked it open. Sehun, who was sitting on the couch in front of the TV, immediately turned to face you with wide eyes.
The thing was, the two of you were on opposite schedules, so you had never really met in person, only through small notes here and there. Most would say things like “I’ll do the dishes later,” or “We need milk,” or “It’s your turn to clean the bathroom,” or sometimes a simple “Good luck with your test!” Though you were roommates, you didn’t really know who the other was because your paths never crossed.
This is a confession blog so why not. I have a body pillow of Melia that I got for Christmas. I thought I like... wouldn't use it at all, but I love her very much and have a really hard time sleeping without her now. I brought her with me on a trip once. I'm sorry.
honnestly at face value this sounds Very Embarrassing and tbh it somewhat is but its similar to having like a comfort plushie or w/e so what im more curious about is was it a christmas present to yourself or did someone buy it For you
Uh, sorry. I lack discipline, who’s surprised. Which reminds me, I need to actually take my iron pills, so that I stop needing to sleep fourteen hours a day. I’m gonna do that in just a minute. (I should really just start keeping them in my bedroom, I only ever remember once I’m comfortable and don’t want to get up.)
Anyway, because @acommonrose is a horrible enabler, I’m now semi-plotting out a really long fic that’s, like, serious. Where serious things happen. This is not my forte, so I genuinely have no idea how much I’ll write before I get fed up/bored/frustrated/distracted, but. It’s more CR fic, those of you who followed me for that may rejoice (or not), and it has soulmates (but kind of in a…subverted way) and also Vesh and way more plot than I’m actually comfortable trying to write. It also takes place in an AU where VM never joined up and started adventuring together, and instead are separated into a few disparate groups.
But I did write the entire prologue tonight, for fun (which makes word count, yes), and the ENTIRE THING is under the cut, because I feel bad it’s been so long since I made one of these posts. I’m not modeling appropriate habits.
I don’t know if I’m going to finish this, but treat it is as a fun blurb for a fic that might happen. (Scanlan, tragically, does not appear, but I promise he’s in the fic eventually.) And, hey, it’s a lot more unedited writing than I normally show anyone who isn’t Rose, so really, all of you are very special. Every one of you.
Snippet ENTIRE PROLOGUE under the cut, for obvious length reasons.
i have no idea if its true or not; for the sake of anyone who lives with him (myself occasionally included) i hope it is.
however. when he’s sleeping off a few injuries and is pain-medicated enough that its effective on his jacked up metabolism, he does.
which would not normally be a big deal. thor sleepwalks too, and the only problem with that is he sleeps naked. so i thought nothing of it when peterbird wandered into the common room late at night with his eyes closed. he kinda just showed up and then stood there, so i figured id let him be and went off to go make myself some hot chocolate. ten or so minutes later, i stepped around the divider wall back to the common room.
and promptly had the everloving daylights scared out of me.
why? you ask, why were ten precious years scared off your ridiculous life, bucky???
well. because parker was standing right on the other side of the wall, about two inches from my face. with an alarmingly vacant expression on his face. because he was sleepwalking.
❛ What are you doing? ❜
❛ Where are you going? ❜
❛ Where are you taking me? ❜
❛ How is that working out for you? ❜
❛ Is everything okay? ❜
❛ Why are you acting like this? ❜
❛ You think I would lie to you? ❜
❛ Are you telling the truth? ❜
❛ Are you sure you want to do this? ❜
❛ This is your bright idea of a plan? ❜
❛ What else do you want me to do? ❜
❛ What else can I do? ❜
❛ What do you think I should do? ❜
❛ What makes you think that? ❜
❛ Who told you that? ❜
❛ Who are you? ❜
❛ Why are you here? ❜
❛ Who invited you? ❜
❛ How come you ever asked me? ❜
❛ Did you really mean all those things you said? ❜
❛ Why did you have to go? Why did you have to leave? ❜
❛ Why is it so hard for you to see that? ❜
❛ Why don’t you understand? ❜
❛ What don’t you understand? ❜
❛ Are you joking? ❜
❛ Did I miss anything? ❜
❛ You don’t remember? ❜
❛ Did you really say all that stuff about me? ❜
❛ Did you think I would forget? ❜
❛ How can you sit there and say that? ❜
❛ How do you even sleep at night? ❜
❛ Are you coming or not? ❜
❛ Am I the only one freaked out right now? ❜
❛ Are you laughing or crying? ❜
❛ Who did this to you? ❜
❛ Did someone hurt you? ❜
❛ Is it just me or are you, like, ignoring me? ❜
❛ You want me to apologize for something you did? ❜
❛ Are you going to kiss me or not? ❜
❛ Aren’t you the one who said it though? ❜
❛ So, you don’t like me like that? ❜
❛ Where do we go from here? ❜
❛ Are you being serious right now? ❜
❛ How was I supposed to know that? ❜
❛ Oh, is that a challenge? ❜
❛ Are you flirting with me? ❜
❛ Are you going to let me go now? ❜
❛ Are we done now? ❜
❛ Why didn’t just ask me? ❜
❛ You’re going to believe them over me? ❜
❛ How can possibly think that? ❜
❛ Did you even miss me? ❜
❛ Did anyone even notice that I was gone? ❜
❛ Why do you go around and kiss everyone? ❜
❛ Did you kill them? ❜
❛ Who’s blood is that? Is that your blood? ❜
❛ Do you think this is a game? ❜
❛ Are you having doubts? ❜
❛ Why haven’t you been at school/work? ❜
❛ Is there something going on that you need to tell me? ❜
❛ You said you wanted to talk? ❜
❛ What am I supposed to do? ❜
❛ What did you expect to happen? ❜
❛ How long you think you can keep this act up? ❜
❛ You don’t like me? Do you? Like in a more than a friend way? ❜
❛ Is that what everyone is saying now? ❜
❛ Who do I remind you of? ❜
❛ Are you hungry? Want to go get something to et? ❜
❛ Are you drunk? ❜
❛ Are you lost? ❜
❛ What’s so great about any of that anyway? ❜
❛ Are you even listening to yourself? ❜
❛ What are you going to do about it, huh? ❜
❛ What are you staring at? ❜
❛ What are you doing out here? ❜
❛ Why did you call the police? ❜
❛ Wait, do you hear that? ❜
❛ Why don’t you tell me anything? ❜
❛ Hey, did you get me anything? ❜
❛ Why didn’t you come over last night? ❜
❛ What did you find out? ❜
❛ Can I stay here for the night? ❜
❛ Are you throwing rocks at my window? ❜
❛ Are you crying? ❜
❛ What are you laughing at me? ❜
❛ Are you laughing at me? ❜
❛ Do you not understand the word no? ❜
❛ Is that it? Is that all? ❜
❛ Are you in some kind of trouble? ❜
❛ Yeah, but, you have me. So why bother? ❜
❛ What’s love got to do with it? ❜
❛ This is where we kiss, right? ❜
❛ Do you ever not just only think about yourself? ❜
❛ Are going to leave me again? ❜
❛ What’s wrong with that? ❜
❛ Do you have anything you need to say to me? ❜
❛ I think I’m going to puke. Is there a trash can in here? ❜
❛ You really don’t know why I’m mad at you? ❜
❛ Why do you treat me like I’m not important to you? ❜
❛ Why are you telling me this?
❛ Are you ready? ❜
❛ What’s with all the questions? ❜
❛ I thought this is what you wanted? ❜
❛ Where do you think you’re going with this? ❜
❛ You’re just going to leave? ❜
❛ Do you trust me? ❜
❛ You love me? Or you think you love me? ❜
❛ When will it ever stop? ❜
❛ Do you think it’ll ever go away? ❜
❛ What are you doing this weekend? ❜
❛ You called for back up? ❜
❛ What did I just witness? ❜
❛ How do you cope when the one you love is with somebody else? ❜
❛ Have you ever thought it? ❜
❛ Are you wearing a wire? ❜
❛ Is there something wrong? ❜
❛ Is it something I said or something I did? ❜
❛ What’s wrong? I thought that it was okay? ❜
❛ Are you going to hold that against me forever? ❜
❛ So, tell me, what else is new? ❜
❛ You never actually cared, did you? ❜
❛ You went to a party without me? ❜
❛ Why wasn’t I invited? ❜
❛ Do you think that’s a little fucked up? ❜
❛ Oh, so you do speak? ❜
❛ Do you think it’s really worth it in the end? ❜
❛ How many more times do I have to tell you? ❜
❛ You didn’t think that it would bother me? ❜
some tips from your local depressed college student
cheap paper towels + hydrogen peroxide = acne treatment (just be careful not to bleach your eyebrows unless you’re into that idk)
use the acne face soap on your chest, upper back, and shoulders instead, since it doesn’t do shit for your face (or at least not mine)
no one is stopping you from bushing your teeth in the shower except yourself (just eliminating that extra step of going to the sink makes it so much easier for me)
did you know you’re actually supposed to put on stick deodorant at night??? It has time to absorb while u sleep or stare at the ceiling in dispair whichever works best for u
carrots and/or apples dipped in peanut butter = dinner (or just plain peanut butter but it helps to get a lil something extra if you can manage it)
if you give yourself an allowance of skip days (i’m talking like 3 or 4 max) then it can be easier to go to class if you remind yourself “i only have 2 skip days left, I’m gonna save them until I REALLY need them” (think of skip days like non-essential items in a video game - you could use them now, but what if you really need them during the final boss battle later on??)
the velveeta microwave dinners aren’t great but they’re cheap and better than some other options out there. the mac n cheese w/ meat ones can smell a bit like dog food but they still taste pretty good
if you like peppermint hot chocolate - save the after dinner mints you get at places like Chik Fil A and italian restaurants and such and then drop a couple in your mug before you put it in the microwave. boom.
if you’ve got a sore throat, just take a spoonful of honey (or squirt it directly from the bottle to your mouth if you’re a heathen like me) and go find a hot drink
for essays - highlight/number/circle/whatever you want to do to make ‘em stand out the quotes you want to use in your paper, then go take a shower or get something to eat or just watch like a 15-20 minute video on YouTube and then come back to your paper, pop those fuckin’ quotes in the right order, and write in the smart bullshit around them
okay actually the one thing that I will spend a little extra money on is cough drops bc i get a sore throat all the damn time and the only kind i will buy anymore is Halls Breezers they taste like candy instead of koala shit my personal favorite is cool berry but the orange creme ones are good too honestly these cough drops have saved my life at least six times now
coffee is gr9 but don’t forget to have some water every day too dehydration is NOT FUN (speaking from very painful personal experience)
It's such a gross double standard that same sex ships are the ones seen as mental and delusional. No one calls hendall shippers mental. No one cares that people still ship him with Taylor even years after it ended. No one even cares that fans ship Harry with themselves (which is awkward and weird as fuck)
“No one calls hendall shippers mental. No one cares that people still ship him with Taylor even years after it ended.”
“Will you please tell me what they’re about?! How do you expect me to help if you don’t tell me?!” “You should go and see someone about those nightmares. They’re only getting worse, aren’t they?” “Can we sleep with the lights on?” “I haven’t slept peacefully in weeks.” “I can’t tell you my nightmare this time… It’s too bad, I don’t want to have to say it out loud.” “Can I sleep in your room? I don’t think I’ll be able to fall asleep in my own bed.” “I’m sorry for waking you… I had a really bad nightmare.” “I can’t stop thinking about that weird dream I had weeks ago. It’s like it’s haunting me.” “You look exhausted. Bad night?” “Calm down, calm down. It was just a dream. It’s over now.” “You’re overreacting. Everyone has bad dreams sometimes. No need to get all weird about it.” “Are you still thinking about that nightmare? I’m sure it didn’t mean anything, okay? We’re not in a horror movie.” “You should go to the doctor. These nightmares are making you miss sleep and you’re always exhausted. Get help.” “How about you come and sleep in my bed? I’ll watch over you while you fall asleep, I promise.” “I think I’d feel less tired if I didn’t sleep at all anymore. These nightmares are killing me.” “I thought you didn’t get them anymore.” “I guess it was a bad idea to watch a horror movie before bed…” “When will you finally tell me what they’re about?” “Wow, you look exhausted. Did you sleep at all last night?” “Oh my god, that was horrible… that was so horrible…” “How about you sleep in my bed for the coming days? It can be like a sleepover. I’m sure you’ll feel good enough and the nightmares will stay away!” “I can’t breathe! It was real, it was!” “Have you tried writing them down? They might go away if you do…” “Have you any idea how worried I am? Please tell me what’s up with you or I can’t help! You look exhausted!” “Please leave the light on.” “Have you any idea what’s causing these nightmares?” “I don’t think you understand how exhausting it is to not have had a good night’s rest in weeks.”
Zach asking you to sleep over at his house - part 3
Warnings: graphic descriptions and images of sex/sexual activities. You’ve been warned my lovelies:) Enjoy!
Your P.O.V The morning sunlight peeked through the curtains, basking the room with its warmth. I was tightly cocooned in a strong pair of arms, my back pressed against a muscular chest. There were soft snores echoing in my ear. I turned my head slightly, to see who the culprit of this snoring was, finding the peaceful face of my sleeping boyfriend, Zach Dempsey.
‘That’s right… Me and Zach… We actually did it last night.’ A sense of giddiness overcomes me. I remember last night so vividly…
Nico is the type of person who is too lazy to step into the shower but refuses to get out soon after because he ends up enjoying it way too much
He owns like fifty of the same kind of jeans and shirts.“Nico, you’ve been wearing that shirt for three days” “No, I don’t”
In addition, he also have the same kind of shirts but on different yet almost identical shades of black. “Weren’t you wearing that yesterday” “No, that shirt is onyx. This is jet black”
He wears socks in his sleep specially during winter but always, always wakes up already not wearing them having subconsciously taken them off during the night.
He likes to drink really icy cold water.
He has a collection of pirate films and had already thrice watched the whole Pirates of the Caribbean franchise in one sitting. He already plan on a fourth one but now with Will.
Any overly too strong perfume scent makes him sneeze a lot. That’s exactly why he avoids the Aphrodite cabin like a plague. No, it’s not because of his love life but really let people think what they want.
Special talent? He can wiggle his ears. Will is the only other person to know and the son of Apollo can’t tell anyone else. Ever.
He actually knows how to do perfect braids, something Reyna found out when he helped with hers. It was a result of having practiced with Bianca’s hair back when they were in the casino.
He doesn’t have a bad angle and always looks good in every photo taken of him. Like how?
He’s the only one so far, aside from the other Athena kids who had actually won a game of chess against Annabeth.
He taught Will how to slow dance during one of their supposed outdoor date but having it ending up in the Hades cabin because it began raining. They danced it during their wedding.
He’s actually the one who had initiated the first kiss between him and Will. It was when the other had been gushing way too much on an injury he got during capture the flag and he simply had to shut the other up.
The kiss was brief, barely lasting a second but it did serve it’s purpose.
In exception to one Will Solace, he still feels uneasy with being touched and hugs still makes him a bit uncomfortable but the ones he initiates and the ones he reciprocates are the most comforting ones ever.