from dream

Yesterday morning I woke up from a dream in which my contacts dried up because I opened all twelve of them at once. When they dried, which happened rather quickly, they turned into doritos. I then had to hold them in my mouth (???) to rehydrate them back into contacts, but I was having a problem because I kept eating the doritos.

Carol and Kamala: Blackjack!
Jess: Team Mizzcap for the win again— as the crowd goes wild!
Natasha: Wait. Wait, I got it. Hashtag Women of Mar-Vell.
Thor: Mizzcap? Arent they supposed to hate each other?
Natasha: Keep up, Thor. I’m wearing a tutu. This is a dream.

From The Mighty Captain Marvel #0 by Margaret Stohl and Emilio Laiso / Ramon Rosanas.

anonymous asked:

Did you get in Wellesley and Barnard?

ahhhHH ok so ive gotten a lot of asks abt this and i feel bad not answering since i talked abt it so much through my application but i didnt :( and im. not taking it Well,, like At All,,, its been Rough,,,, and its like super embarrassing bc my whole family was expecting me to get in and like my Thing is that like im ‘the smart family member’ like my extended family thought i was like on track to harvard and this is rly like hurting my brand name,, but applications this year were rough and also i took like the entirety of junior year off due to my ed so that . rly fucked things up i think

anonymous asked:

i once had a dream that me and jungkook were best friends, but the kind of best friends who act like they hate each other by always making fun of each other and having pillow fights IDK IT MESSED ME UP IT WAS REALLY CUTE

I HATE BEING WOKEN UP FROM AMAZING DREAMS LIKE THAT

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okaynextcrisis  asked:

Bill doesn't know that Laura's a witch AU

There’s something about her that he can’t quite define. The sway of her hips, the color of her hair, the sound of her voice echoing from his dreams as he struggles to wake in the morning.

She surrounds him, completely. Everything he sees, everything he touches, it all bears a trace of her. He hasn’t been alone in his quarters since the day she set foot on his ship.

She’s prim, and bossy, and more than a little full of herself. Typical politician. And yet, when she smiles at him, he can’t help but smile back.

Of all the words he can conjure up to describe her, and he has entire volumes he’d like to commit to memory, none fit so well as witch. She’s enchanted him, and he can’t quite figure out how to be BIll Adama anymore unless Laura Roslin is standing beside him. 

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She’s never had to work this hard before. A thousand years, a hundred lifetimes, and she’s never been so patient as she is on the Galactica, waiting for Bill to recognize her.

A thousand years, a hundred lifetimes…she can wait a few more months. He always sees her. In this lifetime, she hopes he sees her before it’s too late. In the next…maybe it will be a little easier.

They always find each other in the end.

Jared Leto Daughter Imagine: Requiem

Request: (anon) Can you please please please write a fic where Jared’s daughter starts dating someone exactly like Harry from Requiem for a Dream, but she gets pregnant and besides all the convincing of how he needs to stop doing drugs from the daughter and Jared he realizes he actually needs to now.

(I hope it’s okay if I just call him Harry in the imagine? I didn’t want to think of a new name you might not like and deter too much from the point)

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anonymous asked:

Prompt: Waking up from a bad dream.

“Daryl?” Small hands on his arm startle Daryl from his sleep, and he hears himself making a grumbling sound before his eyes shoot open. It takes him a second to adjust to the near darkness, nothing but moonlight illuminating the room.

Sophia is standing next to the bed, tear trails shimmering in the silver light, her hair a mess on top of her head and her favorite doll clutched to her chest. “What’s wrong?” he asks, voice laced with concern as he sits up in the otherwise empty bed.

“I had a bad dream,” she sobs, trying to blink away her tears. His chest tightens at the side and he lifts his blanket, offering her a smile.

“Come ‘ere,” he says with a sleep-riddled voice, and Sophia instantly climbs into bed and throws her arms around his neck. “Ya wanna tell me ‘bout it?” he asks quietly, feeling her tears soaking into his shirt and her doll pressing into his stomach.

“Mommy didn’t come back to us,” she whispers, small hands clutching his shirt between his shoulder blades. “She went to Heaven.” He sighs, pressing his hand to her back and rubbing it soothingly up and down. “Is she going to go to Heaven?”

“No, sweetheart,” he reassures her, feeling her little body trembling. “’s all right. Ya momma just had a little tummy ache that needed fixin’.” Carol has been in the hospital for two days to have her appendix removed. Sophia struggled to understand, no matter how many times they explained it to her. He misses Carol just as much, and it’s the first time since they moved in together three years ago that he has to sleep in their bed alone. “She ain’t gonna go to Heaven for a long time.”

Sophia pulls back, wiping some snot from her upper lip. “You promise?”

He offers her a sad smile. She’s too little to worry so much. “Can’t really promise that.” He doesn’t want to burden her with the heaviness and inevitability of death, but he doesn’t want to tell her fairy tales either.

Sophia swallows, eyeing him for a moment and clearly contemplating something. “Your mommy’s in Heaven, right?”

The question feels heavy even after all these years. “Yeah. Has been for a long time.” It’s a pain he never knew how to deal with. And one he doesn’t want Sophia to have to endure.

“Were you said?” she asks with innocence radiating from her.

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elysianwings  asked:

Oh dear Audric how do you deal with the hate so well? I was just now reading a post about how many fans wished for Naruto's ascension to Hokage to be the ending of the anime instead of his wedding (which I would personally prefer) and one of the comments was made by a sasu--hina fan (the irony.)saying the canon pairings couldn't have been more random and fanservice-y. As far as i know the real "random" couple that came together are chouji and karui... just 🙄gawd...

To be honest, I would have also preferred it if they had ended the anime with Naruto becoming Hokage, or at least seeing Naruto as Hokage, since we were told how that was his dream from the very beginning. So I therefore think it would have served as a more fitting ending. But oh well, what’s done is done.

anonymous asked:

Hey Alex! You do such a wonderful job with this blog and though I know you're super busy, I was wondering if you could give me a hand. I'm looking for a fic, I think set s1, where KB wakes up from a sex dream abt RC, super horny but having to go to work. She's on edge all day and sneaks off to get off in the bathroom. He catches her (followed her bc he thought she was ill/upset) and they fuck in an empty stairwell. I just can't find it anywhere...[oh and I think it was on AO3 not ff but idk]

Definitely “Heat”! (No author, on ao3)

Drabble #359

VII: “Trust in dreams, for in them is hidden the gate to eternity.” - Khalil Gibran

“Oh, don’t tell me you believe in that poppycock,” said Carolyn disdainfully, eyeing the book Herc was holding. “‘Dreams And Their Hidden Meanings’? Give me strength.”

Herc smiled. “It’s not all poppycock. There’s been a lot of research done. And d’you mean to say you don’t think there’s anything to be learned from dreams?”

No,” she said emphatically. “It’s just a lot of random nonsense your brain comes up with to distract itself from how boring sleeping is.”

He raised his eyebrows. “Well, you would say that, after what you were evidently dreaming about last night.”

She looked alarmed. “What?”

Have you ever platonically fallen for someone?
For the things they say and how they can always cheer you up, no matter the circumstances?
For how you can count on them and the way they get so enthusiastic about the things they love?
Have you ever watched someone without them noticing and just felt your heart burst of love for everything they do and everything they are, feeling incredibly proud to have them as a friend?
Have you ever been in awe due to the feeling of being blessed by the sheer existence of another human being?
—  // friendship
j.d.m.