dressed to the teeth

anonymous asked:

What's the first thing you do when you wake up in the morning?

During the night, I don’t exactly sleep but rather lay awake for eight hours so I don’t know which part of this time frame counts as my actual morning. I will prepare for the day before sunrise by doing including but not limited to the usual: shower, get dressed, brush teeth, smile exercises, repeating motivational mantras to the mirror, and more. After I’m all ready for the day I wake up Gwen and the other sleepy campers with my “Good Morning” song. I think its starting to grow on them seeing as I have found myself needing less and less bandages in the morning! 

Before School Checklist

I wrote something similar to this a few months ago, but I think it would be more helpful to be in checklist form instead of a sequence of things to do like I had before.

The Night Before:

  • Do your nightly routine - wash your face, brush your teeth, shower, lotion, moisturize, comb your hair, take your medicine, remove your makeup
  • Check your planner for any assignments you may have missed
  • Plan for tomorrow
  • Make your lunch
  • Set your alarm!
  • Briefly review what you learned/studied today
  • Pack your backpack for tomorrow. Check to make sure you have your wallet, ID, keys, material for each class, due assignments, notebooks, folders, etc. that you need, a pen/pencil, highighters
  • Tidy up your space a bit
  • Drink a glass of water before bed
  • Do something to relax

The Morning Before:

  • Eat a healthy breakfast – seriously, brain food
  • Get ready – wash your face, brush your teeth, do your makeup, get dressed, take your medicine
  • Double check your backpack and planner, in case you forgot anything
  • Complete any of the tasks you forgot or just didn’t do last night, like making your lunch

Previous #Studying Saturdays post: Studying in Summer.

Hey im just wondering

Yo know how Nanu in Pokemon Sun/Moon lives with like 12 meowths? And also there’s a lady on one of the routes in… Akala, I think, who lives with like 8 stufful?

Reblog this and put in the tags which single pokemon you’d adopt like 10 of and contentedly live with. Bonus points if you say why and what you’d do with them. I’m curious…

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Public reminder: Raven is a bombshell.

So this is actually gonna be part 1 of a little comic series I’m gonna be doing for team STRQ’s experience with their own Vytal festival dance! All of which should be made to stand on their own, but I just wanted to share my little headcanons for how I think things went down. ❤

This comic in particular came from my desire to draw Raven in a slayin’ dress, and to showcase how I think her relationship with Summer Rose was like, but more of that is to come!

being in the yuri on ice fandom is so great because like

YOU WANT CUTE GUYS WEARING CUTE ANIMAL ONESIES?

OF COURSE

OH? YOU WANT KITTY HOODIES? SURE

WHAT’S THAT? YOU WANT THEM WILD AND EXCITED WEARING SILLY CLOTHES? ANY TIME 

WANT THEM DRESSED TO THE TEETH IN SUITS WITH EXPRESSIONS TO MATCH? YURI ON ICE WILL DELIVER

they treat us so good im shook

Self care is putting on deodorant and remembering to brush your teeth. It’s getting fully dressed, taking a shower, and eating an actual meal for once.
Do what you can. Self-care should not be a burden or a check off the tumblr aesthetic checklist.

Morning 'me' routine

1. Wake up

2. Smile

3. Think of one thing you’re grateful for

4 Tell yourself you are beautiful and awesome, and today you will keep being beautiful and awesome.

5. Think of one thing/person/dream that inspires you - a reason to get up in the morning

6. Think of one small goal you will achieve today, and one medium/long-term goal you will work on.

7. Do 10 squats

8. Drink water

9. Take a shower, brush your teeth, get dressed in comfortable clothes, make your bed

10. Put something healthy in your body

11. Smile

12 . Take a deep breath

13. Start your day


PS. Avoid social media. This is me time.

cold coffee. (m)

pairing: jungkook | reader

genre: smut

word count: 4,564

description: “I wasn’t referring to verbal truth. I was referring to,” and then there was a brief pause that was followed by a light press to the center of your stomach. Your back laid flat against the wooden bench before the predatory loom of his figure appeared overhead, “Candor of the body. Which you, my love, are the absolute queen of.”

cr.


With an exchanged swipe, taste forthcoming as the two of you had intended. Too sweet, muttered against your lips – lips that curved into ones of amusement at his feigned disfavor for your particular arrangement of the poison. Too bitter, slipped past your teeth in retort, the air of the syllables brushing against his breath; a dance of icy exhales in a burning winter night. His mouth twitched at that, following your suit into similar enjoyment of the playful critique.

“Maybe not my coffee, but sweet in other aspects, no?” He spoke in a devilish dialect of insinuation and lust; one that, before encountering him, was unfamiliar to you. Adoration, it managed to claw at your chest with great vigor each and every time he glanced down at you through darkened tufts of raven hair. His words wrapping their way around you entirely until they sounded of music. The notes gliding across your bones as his voice conducted your motions.

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different types of i love you’s:

  • slides off the tongue, everyday i love you. over rushed early breakfast. said with a mouth half full of coffee. placed onto your cheek followed by a kiss.
  • astounding, ‘i still can’t believe it’ i love you. the only thing you can think to say when she walks down the stairs wearing a new dress. whispering to yourself every night before bed when she’s brushing her teeth and smiling at you through the mirror.
  • sleepy, foggy, i don’t know what loves feels like but i think this is it i love you. whispered at early hours of the morning, the room is still dark and swallows up the words before she hears them. when it’s 1am and you blurt it out but she’s already asleep in the passenger seat, and a little part of you wishes you said it earlier but another part of you is relieved.
  • strangers know, and our neighbors are jealous i love you. shouted from the top of a mountain, I LOVE YOU being swayed from tree to tree. saying it over and over and over. the most important thing that will ever leave your mouth.
2D, An Evolution

Phase 1: tol boi, brows on fleek, a sweet lovely, deserved better, dodgems king in the making, aesthetically angry


Phase 2: smooth n sexy rockstar, risen to fame, rocks n rolls w/ so much soul, winning the hearts of millions, edgy, fan favorite, beauty is impossible to capture


Phase 3: sad boi, afraid of many things, allergic to murdoc and whales, protect him, mysteriously has front teeth sometimes, distressed and questionably dressed, deserves a break, only friend is an iPad


Phase 4: h o o t y h o o

the friendship between dirk and kanaya is such an untapped market. imagine.

he knows his mother/daughter in law is into fashion, so as a peace offering he ironically makes her a plush dress with a dorito pattern. she thanks him through gritted teeth and enacts revenge by sewing all his smuppets tiny outfits. they end up spending rainy afternoons together, trading fabrics, working on their various projects, and talking about being gay

03. Valentine’s Day (M)

A/N: In honor of it being Valentine’s Day, I’ve decided to embrace my trash self and write a little mini scenario for each member. Some are PWP some have backstory but they are all filled with filthy smut. Enjoy xx. :’)

Genre/Warnings: Smut; (pardon my vulgarities) featuring a Possessive Seokjin, The Pussy-Eating King Yoongi, Candle Expert Hoseok, Daddy Joon, Sub Jimin, Smug Tae, and Creative Kook.


Seokjin:

It was incredibly rare when Seokjin let his composure go and his patience wear thin. Normally he was gentle, the man taking every bit of his time to map your body out, making sure he takes notice as to what gets you writhing in pleasure beneath him. He’s patient, always putting you first, and he never asks for anything in return. But there are certain things that make him tick – one being when another man can’t seem to keep his eyes to himself.

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Things b99 OWES me with regards to Domestic Jake & Amy:

  • Them getting ready in the morning- brushing their teeth, getting dressed, choosing what to wear and what shoes to wear
  • How they sleep?? How needy are they when cuddling? Is Jake the little spoon? Does Amy like being the little spoon too? If so- how do they decide who’s little spoon? Do they flip a coin? Rock Paper Scissors? Or they just switch every night? Do their cuddling positions change from when they first go to sleep to when they wake up in the morning?
  • How Jake brushes his teeth in two seconds
  • Who cooks breakfast? Do they do it together or is it a let’s go outside and buy pizza bagels type of situation? Have they tried cooking together? Did it turn out well or was it a disaster?
  • How the hell does anyone brush their teeth in TWO. SECONDS.
  • We’ve seen Amy’s apartment, but what does it look like now that Jake’s moved in? How does that prim and proper set of “Murder, She Wrote” look with touches and streaks of Jake flowing through the place? Is it messier now? Does Amy make Jake clean up after himself or does she love him so much she’s okay with a little bit of mess? Or does Jake love Amy so much he tries to clean up after himself because he knows she likes things clean?
  • Is it even humanely possible to brush one’s teeth in two seconds?
  • Them watching TV together- exactly how scary is Amy when they watch Jeopardy? How often do they watch Die Hard? And Die Hard 2? And Die Hard 3? Do they watch Harry Potter a lot now? What other shows and movies do they watch together? Do they snuggle? Is Jeopardy too intense for them to snuggle during? Is there popcorn?
  • Did Amy time how long Jake actually takes to brush his teeth or was two seconds a rough estimate??
  • Now that they live together, do they purposely get shifts that start and end at similar timings? Do they wait for each other to finish before going home together? Does Holt secretly let them take shifts that are at the same timings bc he’s a romantic? Who drives? Do they take turns? Do they let Charles tag along since he lives so close by?
  • OKAY BUT SERIOUSLY, WOULDN’T IT BE MORE TROUBLESOME TO BRUSH ONE’S TEETH IN TWO SECONDS AS OPPOSED TO THIRTY? I GET THAT AMY WAS EXAGGERATING BUT THE AMOUNT OF CONCENTRATION AND SPEED NEEDED TO BRUSH TEETH IN TWO SECONDS IS JUST CRAZY
  • where do they put Jake’s sneakers?? And does he still have his six basketballs?

So there’s this long list of prompts, and I love all of them, so I’m going to do a bunch of them completely unprompted.

Number One: “The skirt is supposed to be this short.”


“I can’t believe this is your dirty secret.”

Boyd raised his eyebrows, adjusting his belt. “What did you think it was?”

“I don’t know, scrapbooking? Ballroom dance? Secret piccolo prodigy?” Stiles tried to shimmy the massive wedgie out of his buttcrack, but it just slipped in further. God damn it. He was wearing way too many layers to go after it, at least two of them chainmail.

“Piccolo?” Boyd’s tone itself wasn’t threatening, but picking up a broadsword and sheathing it on his belt certainly was. It was much bigger than Stiles’ sword, that was for sure.

“Come on, dude. Do you really not see the irony of a literal werewolf LARPing? And not as a werewolf? You wouldn’t even need prosthetics!”

“It’s not roleplaying if you’re just being yourself.”

“Okay, but why roleplay when you’re already a badass? Let’s face it, if anyone here should be roleplaying, it’s the pack human who doesn’t have superpowers.”

“They aren’t superpowers!” Derek’s usual reflex response came from behind the curtain, and then he added, “Are you sure you didn’t give me Kira’s outfit?”

Boyd rolled his eyes like they were the ones being unreasonable here. “Yes, I’m still sure. Come out.”

Stiles couldn’t actually hear it, but it was like a sixth sense by now; he knew Derek sighed before yanking back the crookedly hanging sheet that served as a dressing room in a corner of their massive canvas pack tent.

“So, the skirt is supposed to be this short.”

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a CP ficlet, as promised

(idea courtesy of @echoing-artemis, who said CAPTIVE PRINCE BACHELOR AU which then turned into UNREAL AU in my head because let’s face it, in any situation like this, laurent will still be full of machinations.)

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When Damen laces his hands together, the left thumb is on top. Laurent fixes this detail with a look that is, as it were, a warm-up for the look he’s about to direct at Damen’s face. Damen is perched on the edge of the plush, over-quilted, impeccably white satin bedspread, elbows resting on his spread knees. He is crushing some of the red rose petals. Laurent makes a mental note to send a production assistant in here with fresh ones before they film the individual segments after the cocktail party.

Someone knocks at the closed door and says, “Um, I think–”

No,” snarls Laurent, wasting the first and most icily searing few seconds of his expression on the door. Silence follows.

“All right, what is it?” Laurent demands of Damen. “Is it drugs? Do I need to send someone out for some cocaine? Do you have a fucking headache? Has a soft-hearted AD whom I will summarily fire snuck you your phone, and you’ve found out that your cat’s died?”

“No,” Damen says, apparently to all of the above. After a moment he adds, in a tone that Laurent can’t parse, “I don’t have a cat.”

“Then what the fuck is wrong with you? I’ve seen potato salad with more vivacity than you’re showing out there.”

“It’s all so–staged,” Damen says, with distaste.

Laurent manages not to roll his eyes, but the violence with which he wishes he were rolling his eyes causes dull pain to gather behind them like a stormcloud.

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Beauty and the Beast AU (1)

Summary: Y/N has always been in love with fairy-tales. They give her an escape from the dark and blood world she lives in. With the new Beauty and the Beast movie coming out soon she’s excited as could be. Her boyfriend Dean however has a few issues with it. 

Characters: Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester, OFC, Reader

Pairing: Dean Winchester x Reader

Warnings: Language, heavy making out, fondling, almost smut, angst, a lot of fighting

Word Count: 5,433 (I’m not even sorry)

Part Two Part Three

A/N: This is my fist part to my Beauty and the Beast AU. Hug thank you to @love-kittykat21 for beta reading and helping me with this! Feedback is always welcomed and I hope you enjoy it as much as I am!

Originally posted by gameraboy

Originally posted by bringmesomepie56



“Hey,” a large hand gripped your shoulder, shaking you gently, “Y/N wake up.” Grimacing, you pulled yourself away from Dean’s body looking up at Sam. He had a big smile on his face,  the alarm clock illuminating his face. Looking at the harsh, glaring, green numbers you groaned. It was barely six in the morning and Sam was ready to get going. “Get up, I wanna tell you something.” His voice was soft and timid, attempting not to wake his brother up.

“Okay, just give me a second.” You whispered back to him, getting up as slowly as you could, Dean simply turned away, pulling the crisp white sheets along with him.

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Ok so a small addition to the Colorblinf Flug thing I wrote:

Flug’s been colorblind for about a year before he gets the goggles. And hes forgotten how bright somethngs were, like the chemicals he uses, or just how white the lab really is.

But he also forgot how bright all of his friends were.

He forgot just how much neon Demencia wore, and it makes him smile to see how much her outfit really matches her bright attitude. He forgot how calming the blue fur of 505 can be just to look at, and he’s so greatful to be able to see that again.

And then there’s Black Hat.

The man always wears so much black and grey, so it’s not like seeing him in only black and white changed much for Flug. But there were those colors that made him unique. The bright crimsion of his dress shirt, the whites on his shoes.

And definatly the teeth. The neon green teeth. He forgot how much they really glowed when you saw their color.

But there was one thought that Flug had the first time he saw Black Hat with color again.

“I already liked you in black and white, but seeing all the colors on you again? It makes you looks even better than you did before.”

He never voiced this, but he was happy to have the colors back in his sights, if only to see the green flash of a smile on Black Hat’s face, even if it was small.

He had missed that.