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headcanons to consider

can they use chopsticks? he’s used to using them, so yes.

what do they do when they can’t sleep: he either likes to play his music usually, though sometimes he’ll go for drinking, sometimes it might be a combination of both. other times, if neither is working, he might go for a walk//jog. 

what would they impulse buy at the grocery store: alcohol and certain snacks ( like chips and candy sometimes ).

what order do they wash things in the shower: hair then everything else.

what’s their coffee order: he loves starbucks tbh and his favorite drinks are the caramel frappuccino, vanilla bean creme frappuccino, and espresso macchiato, and sometimes iced coffee.

what sort of apps would they have on their smartphone: snapchat, instagram, itunes, and twitter are his most used ones. he also has a few shopping apps and a bank account app. he doesn’t have many games, but he likes playing candy crush to kill some time.

how do they act around children: while not being interested in having any himself, he’s actually pretty good with kids. he doesn’t really change much around them. he does a lot of things, like messing with others, that kids would probably enjoy anyways and so he might up his usual teasing antics just to amuse them, and he’s good at keeping them busy anyways. he takes on a big brother role eventually, so promotes an open ‘you can tell me anything without judgment’ environment.

what would they watch on tv when they’re bored and nothing they really like is on: he’s into reality shows and i can see him guilty pleasure watching the bachelor or the bachelorette. he’s not a big tv watcher anyways, so if nothing’s on tv, he’s going to move onto scrolling mindlessly through social media, playing or listening to music, maybe reading sometimes.

15 things to remember:

1.   that thing you did that was kind of embarrassing and weird, everyone else forgot about that already

2.   you look fine today, if you can’t notice something on your face standing 6 feet from a mirror then nobody else will either.

3.   social lives can go through cycles sometimes, if you feel like your friends are all ignoring you for no reason they’re probably just busy with other things.

4.   if you can’t stop thinking about someone or something, read a book, paint your nails or watch a movie. it won’t solve any serious problems but you will feel better.

5.   listen with the intent to understand, not the intent to reply.

6.   if you want something, go get it. 

7.   drink lots of water, eat lots of fruit, exercise more, go outside, get enough sleep and think positive thoughts.

8.   if you don’t ask, the answer will always be no.

9.   throw away the idea of a perfect tomorrow and live in the moment.

10.  stop comparing yourself to others.

11.  a beautiful day begins with a beautiful mindset. It’s a privilege to simply be alive and healthy. Start acting like life is a blessing.

12.  act the way you’d like to be and soon you’ll be the way you’d like to act.

13.  you will change. You’re not the same person you were three years ago. you’re not even the same person you were three minutes ago and that’s okay. especially if you don’t like the person you were three minutes ago.

14.  you don’t have to open the curtains if you don’t want to.

15.  being happy is the most important thing.

Picture Perfect - Dean Winchester x Reader x Sam Winchester

Title: Picture Perfect

Pairing: Sam Winchester x Reader, Dean Winchester x Reader

Word Count: 3,652

Warnings: None

Prompt: I got it! Can you do a fic where Sam dies while (Y/N) is pregnant with his child and so Dean helps her raise the child and they live the apple pie life and right when Dean wants to propose to (Y/N), Sam returns to life & ANGST. Please and thank you

“Mary!” Dean shouted “Breakfast’s ready, come on!” he said loud enough, hoping the little girl was going to hear him.

“Yes daddy!” she said in her childlike voice as she ran down the stairs. Her brown curls were bouncing as her green eyes sparkled with happiness the moment she spotted the food that lay on the table.

“Pie!” she exclaimed and the man chuckled at the girl.

“Yes princess!” he placed the last pancake on the place and put the frying pan away. He leaned down and picked her up, giving her a big kiss on the cheek as the little girl giggled at him.

“And it’s your favorite!” he said with a big grin and she squealed.

“Apple pie!”

“-Which you are not going to have for breakfast.” you said with a strict – but loving – mom look.

“What?” she pouted “Why?”

“Sweetheart.” you said softly, taking her from Dean’s arms “Pie is not right for breakfast and you know it. We’ve said you can have pie whenever you want to- as a treat. You will have to eat your meal first.” you said, tucking a few brown curls behind her ear.

“But daddy eats pie all the time- even for breakfast and you let him. Why can’t I?” the four-year-old gave you those puppy eyes that could actually do you anything they wanted.

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I was thinking the other day about Solas and what it might be like to be a Dreamer Mage - someone who is completely aware and cognizant during the dreams they have, exactly as if they were still awake - and it sounds like it would have advantages, but overall it sounds pretty miserable to me.

Like, you need to sleep and just not be conscious sometimes. Sleeping and dreaming gives you a reset where you have to forget and let go of everything you’re worrying about, at least while you’re asleep.

But if you’re an accomplished Dreamer, sleeping is a lot like being consciously awake, so you get this picture of Solas (who is weighed down with guilt and the weight of several worlds) going to sleep, dreaming… but not really. Because there’s never a moment where he’s not “awake” and aware of everything. If we accept these assumptions, Solas apparently goes from working and researching and studying during the day to searching and discussing heavy things with friends in the Fade at night. He’s not only overwhelmed with regret and horrifying responsibilities, there’s also no good way to turn the full comprehension of all of that off for even a little while.

apparently he doesn’t drink often, either (word of god from twitter a long time ago, iirc, is that he avoids tea, coffee and alcohol, anything that interferes with sleep) so there’s few times where he’d forget through drunkenness.

So, my understanding, as far as I can extrapolate, is that this tightly-coiled, guarded man has spent thousands of years sober, awake, fully aware. Goes to sleep, but still remains fully aware while sleeping. No breaks from himself, no real escape.

I feel like it could explain some things about the way the character is presented - he just seems tired to me. Master of dreams, but never well-rested. Suspicious, guarded, on-edge, no way to work unconsciously through his many traumas, too prepared for 1000 different eventualities, too much conscious time on his hands. I love this character.

15 things to remember:

1.   that thing you did that was kind of embarrassing and weird, everyone else forgot about that already

2.   you look fine today, if you can’t notice something on your face standing 6 feet from a mirror then nobody else will either.

3.   social lives can go through cycles sometimes, if you feel like your friends are all ignoring you for no reason they’re probably just busy with other things.

4.   if you can’t stop thinking about someone or something, read a book, paint your nails or watch a movie. it won’t solve any serious problems but you will feel better.

5.   listen with the intent to understand, not the intent to reply.

6.   if you want something, go get it. 

7.   drink lots of water, eat lots of fruit, exercise more, go outside, get enough sleep and think positive thoughts.

8.   if you don’t ask, the answer will always be no.

9.   throw away the idea of a perfect tomorrow and live in the moment.

10.  stop comparing yourself to others.

11.  a beautiful day begins with a beautiful mindset. It’s a privilege to simply be alive and healthy. Start acting like life is a blessing.

12.  act the way you’d like to be and soon you’ll be the way you’d like to act.

13.  you will change. You’re not the same person you were three years ago. you’re not even the same person you were three minutes ago and that’s okay. especially if you don’t like the person you were three minutes ago.

14.  you don’t have to open the curtains if you don’t want to.

15.  being happy is the most important thing.

A Complete Guide on How To Lucid Dream

Here’s my step by step complete guide on how to lucid dream. The most effective way to lucid dream (based on my research and personal experience) which may give you a lucid dream tonight!

This will be a combination of some already known lucid dreaming techniques which are WILD,WBTB,MILD, and FILD. Look it up on Google. 

1. Want it.

Yep. Power of the mind. You have to really want it and intend to do it. Try reading a lot about lucid dreaming during the day before you go to sleep at night. Tell yourself that lucid dreaming is easy,everyone can do it, and that you will lucid dream tonight. “Tonight I’m gonna realize I’m in my dream and I will control it.” or something like that. 

2. Go to sleep

Just go to sleep normally. Don’t attempt to induce lucid dream straightaway, it might lead to insomnia. Mind that you might have to have a good sleeping pattern first.

3. Wake up 2 hours before your normal wake up time

Set your alarm clock. If you usually wake up at 6 am, set the alarm at 4 am. I found that 4 am is best for me (after going to bed at 9.30 pm that night)

4. Stay up for 30 minutes

Try not to look at your phone or laptop screen. Sometimes I don’t know what to do to spend those 30 minutes either. Drink a glass of water, go to the toilet, I don’t know, anything to keep you from falling back to sleep. 

5. Go back to sleep

Now you can do this in 2 ways.

-> The first is just to simply go back to sleep.

-> The second is to induce lucid dream using WILD technique. We’re going to trick our body to think that we’re asleep eventhough our mind is actually still awake.

Go to bed and lie down on your back. Arms on your sides and feet not touching each other. Don’t move. Don’t scratch (unless it’s unbearable, go on and go back to position), don’t swallow (there’ll be an illusion of a building saliva and that you should swallow it, try not to. Swallowing will tell your body that you’re still awake. However, it’s not that prohibited. I found that swallowing is kind of alright. The key is to let it pass and not to concentrate on it.).

Sometimes it’s hard staying awake, because you may not think too much but may not fall asleep as well. If random thoughts pop up, just “look” at it but don’t interact with it. To stay awake, I usually do FILD (Finger Induced Lucid Dream) by imagining movements of my middle fingers and then my index fingers, like playing two keys on a piano. Middle finger pressing on the bed; middle finger lift. Index finger press; index finger lift, and so on.

Then these will happen:

1. You will enter sleep paralysis. In which you can’t move your body but you’re still awake. Breathing gets heavier. Some people found this scary which I don’t understand. So I suggest you to think positive and to know that sleep paralysis is normal and it happens every night. Your body does it to prevent you from moving and injuring yourself during sleep.

2. You will hear hallucinatory sounds. I usually hear music or birds tweeting. Mind that these sounds will be very very real, vivid, and sometimes loud.

3. You will enter the hypnagogic state. You’ll see colours and shapes through closed eyelids. Just watch it but don’t interact with it. 

And there’s a missing link in which I assume I simply let myself fall asleep altogether. 

6. You will enter the lucid dream

There are 2 ways : 

1. Out Of Body Experience

In which you wake up in your bed, do a reality check (pinch your nose and try breathing through it, if you can breathe means you’re in a dream). Yep you’re in a lucid dream now. I usually go and fly from my balcony after the reality check. 

2. Visualization

You’ll see shadows which will become more and more vivid, turning into a whole dream scene. Yep you’re in a lucid dream now.

6. Explore

Enjoy. Try to control your dream using the power of your mind. 

Some tips to stabilize your lucid dream when it’s fading:

- Rub your hands together

- Spin around

- Touch things, from your shirt to anything around you. 


1. If All Else Fails

If you have tried everything above but keep failing,try this way that works for me all the time. So, after you wake up naturally, go to the toilet etc. Then go back to sleep and attempt to do WILD (Wake Induced Lucid Dreaming). You must be in a comfortable state and (as much as you can) not hearing noises from outside. And while usually you try to concentrate on staying awake, this time try to concentrate on falling asleep. Fall asleep conciously. 

2. The (Not) Scary Part

So I recently found why some people are scared during sleep paralysis. I once saw a giant metal creature like the combustion villain in the movie Thor. And I once experienced feeling dragged down by vines during sleep paralysis. Now the key, is to stay positive. Everytime you feel or see anything disturbing or scary during sleep paralysis, calmly tell yourself that it’s all not real. Relax and say in your heart, “Pfft, this isn’t real. Stop it. Imagine beautiful flowers and focus on other things. Peaceful thoughts.” using a badass tone as if you don’t care. It’s all in your head so keep a positive attitude. Don’t panic and take control.

3. How To Resume

Sometimes while you’re in the middle of the dream it just fades to black. The easiest way to resume it is to stay in position and imagine the last scene/view before the blackout. Usually the scene will emerge from the darkness and poof you’re back.

4. Tips & Tricks

I found that it’s easier to induce LD during naptime. Or when you’re taking a nap while being sleep deprived.

I wrote about eating in a lucid dream here

That’s all from me. Have a nice dream. 

More Cute Sickfic Things

• Imagine wonderful Character A supporting the feverish Character B’s rambles, saying things like “yes, of course” and “wait until you get better and then we can pet the all the dogs in the park”

• An utterly delirious Character A who starts crying at the thought of little baby birds that fall out of nests, and Character B trying to placate them. Bonus points if it’s the character that is usually so stoic and serious

• Feverish Character B falls asleep in random places either because it’s cold or cosy, and Character B finds them, eyes fond, yet brows knit in worry at Character A sleeping on the bathroom floor with the giant teddy bear

• Dehydrated Character B complains of a headache and Character A gives them a pill (when in actuality they need to down a glass of water or two) only to realise that their mouth is dry and immediately begins to fuss

• When dehydrated Character B refuses to go to hospital or drink that icky stuff, so Character A goes crazy and buys 1263 juice packs and forces them to drink it under their stern gaze

• Character B being a blanket hog when sick and Character A waking up to complain, only to find them unnaturally warm and looking utterly adorable wrapped up like a little burrito

• Something bad happens and Character B screams and cries, only to have Character A hold them and try to calm them down, but cry so much that they throw up and have to be looked after

• Character A is really lonely and buys a kitten and Character B tries not to sneeze or sniffle as they’re allergic and because they don’t want to make Character A feel guilty

• When Character A is caught out with a fever and cannot walk straight so Character B huffily gives them a piggy back ride and finds themselves enjoying having Character A so close

• Character A being a celebrity and rushing out of a talk show, saying that their significant other, Character B, is much more important and hastens to look after them

• Sick Character B being self-conscious about how they look when they’re sick and Character A holding their chin and saying that Character A never looked lovelier and that they will love them regardless of how they look when sick

• Character B feeling guilty about throwing up/crying/snotting all over Character A and apologising, while Character A soothes them saying that they’re health is more important

• When feverish and exhausted Character B just collapses into Character A’s arms, head lolling on their shoulder as Character A hauls them, whilst tutting, off to bed

One Time Thing

Dean x Reader

Word Count: 2.9K

Warnings: Smut

Written by: Mik

Laughing as my friend downed her jaeger shot, I let my eyes scan the smoky bar in hopes of a fine piece of good entertainment. Grabbing Y/F/N’s arm as she stumbled, I stood her up right, all while keeping my eyes roaming. Coming to whatever nearest bar to the crappy rundown motel in whatever weird town we happened to find ourselves in had become routine for the two of us. Like clockwork.

But then again, I didn’t mind. It was a nice piece of normalcy in our otherwise crazy lives. Being a hunter had its cons, but besides the almost dying on a daily, the constant looking over your shoulder, taking on demons, vampires, shape-shifters, ghouls and ghosts, and never having a home… it was not as bad as some people made it seem.

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anonymous asked:

Jumin X Zen fluff?

This wasn’t super specific so I’ll just write out some relationship HCs for them~


  • Even when they’ve been together for a long time, Zen still can’t get used to staying at Jumin’s penthouse. He gets super uncomfortable having chefs cook for him and maids cleaning the place in the morning. He will start to pick up after himself only to have Jumin grabbing his wrist and telling him to leave it. 
    • “It’s their job, Zen. And also rather rude of you…it’s like you’re saying that their trip over here was for nothing and their job is pointless.”
    • “I guess I never thought of it like that before…” 
    • “When you stay here, you can relax. Why not focus on me instead of the dirty laundry?” 
  • Likewise, Jumin feels weird staying at Zen’s place. He went to make breakfast one morning and found Zen had only one pan, and a fridge full of nothing but beer and some old fish bread. 
    • “How can you live like this?”
    • “What are you talking about, jerk? I’m the normal one in this relationship. That’s what a normal guys kitchen looks like.”
  • Jumin gets a little flustered when they’re out shopping and Zen will randomly grab his hand. Though secretly, he loves that Zen takes the initiative to catch him by surprise. 
  • Zen brought Jumin to his friends Kabob place and Jumin became obsessed. Now they go there together every week and he’s even had it catered for a few business meetings. 
  • Jumin found that Zen is much more emotional and can easily become depressed or stressed from work. It took him a while to get used to Zen’s mood swings and how to handle them. He’s always extra tender when Zen is mopey. He knows Zen would never allow him to interfere or help with his career, but he has gone behind Zens back and given some directors a talking to…to set things straight.
  • When Jumin comes over, Zen makes him drink beer. 
    • “This shit is revolting, Zen. If you’re going to make me drink beer at least buy a better brand.”
    • “My place, my rules. Isn’t that what we always say? And either way, you’re just being dramatic. It’s not that bad!” 
    • “You only say that because it’s all you know. But I assure you, it is that bad.” 
    • “Whatever. Drink up, asshole.”
  • Zen is nosey and always looking over Jumin’s shoulder when he is in the middle of paperwork. Jumin thinks it’s cute that Zen tries so hard to be involved and understand his work. 
  • One time when Zen was sleeping over at Jumin’s he snuck Elizabeth 3rd in the bed next to Zen while he was dead asleep. He wanted to see if Zen was truly allergic (since, when he stays over, Elizabeth 3rd gets quarantined to another section of the penthouse) but Zen started sniffling and sneezed in his sleep so Jumin sighed and whisked her back away. 
  • Jumin is on a mission to find a way to cure Zen’s allergy and he spends a ton of money on research.
  • Jumin and Zen have done a photoshoot together for a magazine
  • They love to take each other shopping. 
  • Jumin forces Zen to wear more formal attire, he loves the way Zen looks in a suit. 
  • And Zen wants Jumin to dress more casual every now and then. His favorite is when Jumin wears shorts and a V-neck or a graphic tee. 
  • One of the very first shopping outings they went on, Jumin was getting annoyed that Zen seemed so adamant that he dress down. So as a joke he bought and changed into a shirt that read “i’m with stupid” and an arrow pointing to Zen. 
  • That, in turn, pissed Zen off. He was miffed up until they got home. 
    • “Why do you always try to make a joke out of what I’m interested in? I don’t mind you wearing suits but it also makes me feel like a business partner instead of a boyfriend when you wear it while we’re out together. All I wanted was a more casual atmosphere and instead you were an ass.”
  • Jumin immediately felt terrible. He realized he let his own insecurities get the better of him. He thought Zen was only saying it to poke fun at his fashion choices again. He ran a hand down Zen’s shoulder. 
    • “Come here, stupid…” Jumin kissed him on the forehead.
  • Jumin still wears the shirt to bed sometimes, the arrow pointing to Zen’s side. 

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Sick Pidge, please


Team Voltron had had its share of illnesses; nobody’s immune system could have prepared them for space travel. The decontamination caught most of it, and the castle’s air scrubbers got most of the rest. But planetside, all bets were off.

In a way, someone being sick was good for team bonding, because the other Paladins tended to pull together to care for the sick one, no matter how much it irritated most of them to be fussed over. Shiro had spent most of his cold denying that he even had it; Keith had been cranky; Lance had been sullen.

No one was quite expecting Pidge to be the most dramatic, high-maintenance sickroom diva of all of them.

“Laaaaaance, I want soooouuuuuup,” Pidge moaned from her spot on the lounge couch.

She’d chosen to lay up in the lounge because the air moved better, she said, and nobody had wanted to argue. They’d dimmed the lights, so she could sleep if she wanted to, and were hanging out, quietly playing cards, in case she needed them.

Which was often.

Lance rubbed his eyes. “Pidge, I’m not sure if now is the best time to break this news to you, but we’re not on Earth, okay? We don’t have soup.”

“Huuuuunnnnk,” she whined.

“Sorry, man. He’s right. No chickens, no noodles. I can make you some goo if you’re hungry?”

She didn’t answer except with a pained moan, so Hunk shrugged and went back to the card game. A few minutes later, right when they were hoping Pidge had fallen asleep, her reedy voice floated out to them from the couch.

“I’m cold. Can I have a blanket?”

“Pidge, you have blankets,” said Shiro reasonably. “They’re the ones you threw on the floor. They’re right next to you.”

Pidge made a low groan that lasted at least eight seconds, flopping an arm dramatically over the edge of the couch. “I don’t like those ones.”

“One of them is your blanket. From your room.”

She just groaned again and rolled herself into the back of the couch. Keith got to his feet with a sigh and went in search of other blankets.

Allura exchanged a look with Coran over their cards. “Perhaps it’s serious,” she said, concerned.

“I’m literally dying,” Pidge garbled into the back of the couch.

“She’s fine,” said Lance. “Pidge, you’re fine. Drink your water.”

“I don’t want water,” she wailed. “I want soup.”

“Well, I want you to drink your fluids and sleep it off like an adult, but I guess that’s just not going to happen either.”

Shiro smiled fondly as they bickered, was still smiling when Keith returned with arms full of blankets. He dumped them on top of her, and she burrowed herself into them until just her snotty face was sticking out.

“Thank,” she sighed. Keith just poked her stack of tissues closer to her face.

Hunk shuffled idly. “I bet she’s just bored.” He pushed his chair onto its back legs so he could see her. “Pidge, you bored? Want me to read to you or something?”

Silence, for a long moment. Then a sniffle. “Yeah,” she said weakly, and Hunk put down his cards with a smile and went to find a book.

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don’t breathe

Originally posted by yoongichii

in which you seem to always hold your breath around him.

genre: fluff 

― vampire!yoongi x reader

a/n: word vomits with bora at 1am

     FOR ONCE IN YOUR LIFE, YOU WISHED YOU WERE ON DRUGS. It would make trying to make sense of what was happening before your eyes way easier. You stood in horror, watching the infamous-for-so-many-wrong-reasons Min Yoongi feed off of a classmate of yours. You couldn’t quite remember her name, something like Sooyeon. What was more revolting was the fact that her face showed pure euphoria, as if he weren’t sucking the life out of her. 

Placing a hand over your mouth, you slowly took one step back from the classroom. The almost inaudible sound of your shoe hitting the tiled floor made Yoongi glance up sharply. You blanched, feeling your stomach lurch. His eyes were glowing a deep scarlet, the blood dripping down his chin was almost the same color. 

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Tales of Miss Fortune(Part 3)

Oh, boi, here comes the smutty crack again. Sorry if there are any mistakes.

First | Next

Adrien felt his eyes dry as he stared at the screen of his laptop, while fastly writing a reply to one of his emails. This day had only brought problems. There was a delay with the delivery of Mulberry silk, the model for the May editorial called in sick and they needed a last minute replacement. There had been problems with the director for the new perfume commercial and the concept that the team he refused to work it. And there was the problem with the executive of the Milano branch who was apparently very incompetent and the board of directors there wanted to change him. Adrien sighed, massaging the bridge of his nose. His head was about to burst. It was well in the afternoon and besides that usual croissant in the morning he ate nothing. And he didn’t get too much sleep either because he spent a good part of the night stopping a kidnapping. It was moments like this, when everything was just too much and too overwhelming, when he simply wished to give everything up and just go to the Agreste private island in the Caribbean and spend the whole day drinking cocktails and swimming and then get a full night sleep in his silk sheets while the room smells like jasmine scented candles. And he could use his face masks in peace. He didn’t put a face mask on for about a week now, his skin was dying, damit. Clenching his jaw and remembering he has to be a responsible adult, he was ready to return to the problems at hand when he was gently pulled against the back of his chair. He closed his eyes as his temples were massaged gently, before her hands slipped in his hair, making his ponytail come undone.

“You are going to kill yourself if you keep this up.” Marinette stated while running her fingers through his hair, and making circular motions against his scalp.

“Mhm.” was the only thing he managed to say as he relaxed against her touch.

Marinette’s fingers slid from his hair, along his neck and over his shoulders. And then she began massaging his back. Adrien bit his lip to keep from moaning. It felt so good, the pressure of her hands against his back muscles, making every knot of tension come undone. He wondered if her hands were so warm or it was his body that was warmer than usual. As she moved her hands with practiced ease, Adrien kept trying to keep the purr that was about to ring out. Her fingers pressed against a certain spot on his back and Adrien even brought his thumb to bite into. Anything to keep him from doing something extremely awkward.Godammit, massages weren’t supposed to make you almost orgasm.

“You are a goddess” he groaned, allowing himself to go limp against her hands.

Marinette giggled. “I’ll make sure to put that in my CV.” once she took care of his back, her hands slid up again, rubbing his temples gently. “I’m serious, though. I know you are technically my boss and you can fire me for this, and probably blacklist me from the fashion world forever if you really want, but frankly,” her voice changed from soothing to threatening. “I’m going to kick your ass out of the office at four if you don’t intend to leave it yourself by then.”

By all accounts, he should have been insulted for being spoken to like that. But it felt so good to not have someone kiss his ass for once, that he couldn’t help, but laugh. “Thank you my conscience. I promise we will have a normal schedule today.”

He kept his eyes closed, enjoying Marinette’s little massage, entirely obvious to the self satisfied smirk on her face.

Adrien hated his life. Thanks to Marinette, he actually got home at a decent hour and made himself a nice consistent dinner. But when he was about to draw himself a bath with bubbles and essential oils, he got an alert on his phone. Miss Fortune. Of fucking course. And now, when he stood across from her, he couldn’t help but glare as she smirked cockily at him, a painting held securely under her arm.

“Hello, kitten. You look awfully tense.”

“Thanks to you.” he kept glaring at her. “How about a deal. You put that painting down and we just go home in peace. No fighting this time.”

“Hm.” he hummed tapping her chin. “Depends. Can I bring you to my home instead of the painting?”


She sighed dramatically. “Then it isn’t a deal. This piece will look lovely on my living room wall. Though,” she smiled at him. “You would look even more lovely while I nail you against the wall.”

Chat tried to ignore the blush spreading over his cheeks as he lounged at her. With a fast move, she dodged, the set the painting on the floor carefully. After making sure her catch was out of the way she jumped back at him engaging into hand to hand combat. Honestly, his job would be much easier if she wasn’t such a talker.

“My, my.” she said in an appreciative tone while blocking one of his blows. “I could cut myself on that jaw. And even so, “she sighed dreamily. “I bet it is wonderful to sit on.”

Chat hoped his blush wasn’t to evident. “Trying to distract me with talking won’t work this time.”

She giggled. And the next thing Adrien knew was that he fell on his ass, before being rolled onto his stomach. He tensed as he fet her body slid against his, his hands immobilized. He began to struggle to free himself, but any attempt he might have done, disappeared when she spoke again.

“Oh, I really love this position.” she leaned closer to his ear and whispered. “Say, kitten, do you like pegging?”

Adrien was blushing again. Because she was using dirty tricks on him, not because he may actually really be into pegging. Seriously. His lack of answer seemed to bother Miss Fortune.

“It is not polite to not answer people, you know. But if this is how you want to play, fine.”

She began rolling her hips against his ass at an agonizing speed. Too damn slow. And yet. His body relaxed against her movement, even if his brain screamed at him to fight her, not let her dry hump him. But it felt too good for his body to even want to resist anyhow. And when her hands moved from gripping him to massage his back, Adrien just went putty. Oddly, the massaging seemed somehow familiar, but he couldn’t bring himself to care or try to figure out why. His body needed that. Miss Fortune noticed that as well as she pressed a kiss against the nape of his neck. Adrien bit his lips to the point of bleeding to keep from moaning. He was letting her dry hump him, but he would be damned before he let himself show her that he was enjoying this. The touches became slower and Adrien took a few seconds too much to realize she wasn’t on him anymore. Glancing over his shoulder he saw the painting was gone as well. He groaned.

Fuck Miss Fortune.

anonymous asked:

How about sleeping headcannons?

(It was honestly so cute to think of these!)


  • Takes a while for him to sleep.
  • He has a lot of energy.
  • When he is sleepy, he will cling.
  • However, if you don’t want him to cling so much, he’ll stick to just hugging you.
  • He snores.
  • It’s not disruptive, but cute.
  • Will most likely wake up after you.
  • If your not there when he wakes up, he will panic for a second, then try and find you.
  • If you are, expect him to try and get you to stay for a ‘few’ minutes more.
  • It’ll be 30 minutes before he gives into getting up.
  • If you want him to sleep, don’t give him sugar.


  • Goes to sleep instantly.
  • May growl in his sleep but it won’t be loud enough to wake you.
  • At least if you’re not a light sleeper.
  • Wakes up early in the morning.
  • Likes to cuddle before getting up.
  • It will be like 5-10 minutes though.
  • If you’re in bed before him, he will curl up against you.
  • Just to make sure he’s not over stepping boundaries.
  • After a while, he’ll just curl around you without thinking about it.


  • Usually stays up late due to his past of being an animator or drawing.
  • When he does go to bed, then he will spoon you.
  • If you’re the last one in bed, he will unconsciously hug you.
  • He will most likely sleep until 10 am or at latest 12 pm.
  • Will love it if you make him coffee when he wakes up.
  • Definitely a heavy sleeper.
  • Sometimes wakes up to a sad dream of Joey, Bendy, Boris and him in the good old days.


  • May or may not drink at least one beer before bed.
  • Waits until you’re asleep until he goes to bed.
  • Just so he can cuddle you without being embarrassed.
  • He’s still embarrassed.
  • Wakes up from either sad dreams like Henry or nightmares.
  • You better be prepared to comfort him, because he will need it.
  • He needs you a lot.
  • Will sleep talk.
  • If you’re awake when he does, you’ll be pleasantly surprised.
  • Compliments you, talks about how beautiful, graceful, kind, etc. you are to him.
  • Will sometimes say how he doesn’t deserve you.

Not that anyone needs these but my fam @supah-novah-betch and I were going crazy over college professors!founders trio so here u go


•Philosophy professor? Mayyyyybe something in the biology field? But I see him more Liberal Arts

•Will round you up to an A without question. Even if you have like… an 86, he’ll still give you an A if he likes you and you give him puppy dog eyes

•Wears goofy but cute shit to class. Such a bowtie professor

•So bad with organizing PowerPoint and lectures. He’ll literally be like “I gave up on the PowerPoint at this point so uh…. I think I’ll just make up the rest as I go along (:”

•Comes in late to class with Starbucks all the time so none of his students have to be on time either. Sometimes comes in with a hangover and let’s the class do whatever they want while he sleeps at his desk. Only reason he hasn’t gotten in trouble is because his students love him and they won’t snitch

•The professor you run into at bars on the weekends. Will definitely have a drink with you. Will actually BUY a drink for you (whether you’re at the legal drinking age or not. He’s usually too drunk to ask for an ID tbh)

•His office hours turn into hangout sessions with his students. No matter how hard he tries to keep everything centered around curriculum, it always comes back to him and his students just sharing memes with each other or something like that. What a dork

•Lets class out 20 minutes early if he’s in a good mood (which is almost every day). Real MVP


•Political science or government professor most definitely. Maybe something science-y like biology

•"89.9 is still a B" type of asshole

•Will get into arguments with his students constantly. He’s not afraid to sass the shit out of someone if they try to get smart with him. And you’re probably not going to win an argument with Tobirama, so students just learn to keep their mouths shut

•If you come to his office hours he’s actually much more pleasant than he is in lecture. Good chance he’ll become somewhat fond of you if you make an effort in class and come see him in office hours, because if you’re genuinely interested in the curriculum, he respects you

•Writes the most savage feedback on papers though. Halfway through, his comments just turn into question marks, or a simple “No.”

•Hiruzen is the teacher’s pet and eventually becomes his TA or grading assistant

•Type of professor who expects you to read the syllabus like a bible. If you miss the online exam because you didn’t read it on the syllabus, then oh well. 0 for you. He’s not one to remind his students in class about upcoming assignments. He figures he should prepare his students for the “real world” and turn them into responsible adults. You’re just stressing them out Tobirama, chill

•No extra credit. Believes you should’ve done it right the first time


•He might teach some sort of social studies? History? Human development? Sociology? It’s actually difficult to say

•Definitely has a few favorites in his class. The ones who makes good grades and ask good questions. But asking too many questions annoys him. He honestly hates those kids that feel the need to raise their hand after everything he says because they want to show off how much they know

•You better not be on your phone during lecture because if he catches you, he just stops talking and looks at you until you notice. Then everyone else is looking at you too. And it’s dead silent. He figures the best way to discipline kids is to embarrass them. So mean

•As stern as a professor as he can be, he’s still got jokes. Will say something humorous every once in a while that reminds the class he’s not just a total asshole. But they’re usually snide little jokes, like savage jokes that make you go “Dude… did a teacher really just say that”

•Gives lots of pop quizzes just to make sure you’re paying attention

•Is randomly lenient some days. For example, he’ll randomly announce that he’s canceling an assignment or postponing a test. Doesn’t really give a reason why. Probably because he wants to give his students a break. He’s hard on them, but if he’s pleased with the overall grade averages, he’ll cut them some slack

•Don’t pack up your bags to leave class until he gives you permission. If he hears even one backpack being zipped he pauses for a moment, let’s the class know he’s displeased, then continues when the zipping stops. Such an ominous, threatening professor omg Madara

anonymous asked:

I really want an angsty fic where Alex gets fed up with Maggie's constant flirting when SHES the one that turned her down. J'onn makes Maggie drop Alex off at home and she tries to give her a glass of water and take care of her, but Alex can't take it when Maggie WONT leave and the glass shatters in her hand but she doesn't even notice because she's livid, livid that Maggie keeps reopening the wound with flirting and constant reminders that "we're FRIENDS Danvers" so, Alex tells her all of this

She rejected her.

She rejected her because she doesn’t like her like that, but she still wants pool tomorrow night.

She rejected her because she doesn’t want her, and it hurts more than it did the first time she got shot without a vest on, but she still wants to flirt and she still wants to touch the small of her back and she still wants to smile at her and melt her from the inside out and she still wants to let Alex catch her staring at her lips over her beer bottle, over her shot glass.

She rejected her, but she still wants to flirt with her, all the while saying they’re friends, friends, friends – looking at her like she wants to strip her then and there, talking to her like she’s about to kiss her, touching her gentle and subtle like they’re dating, laughing too loud and leaning too close but they’re friends, friends, friends – and it’s driving Alex out of her mind.

It’s driving Alex out of her mind because goddamn does she want her.

She wants her, but Maggie made it clear – too clear, painfully clear, clear like a shard of glass driving into her heart and twisting, twisting, twisting – that she doesn’t want her back.

But she’s driving Alex home because J’onn had to head back to the DEO and he trusts this woman with his daughter – trusts her, because he understands much more than Alex does, the real reasons Maggie rejected her. 

Protectiveness. Care. 

Genuine desire buried under genuine fear of causing Alex pain.

“I don’t need your help, Maggie,” Alex slurs slightly, and Maggie furrows her brow at the frustration, the anger, breaking through the surface of Alex’s words.

“It’s no problem, Danvers. What are friends for?” Maggie asks, and Alex rolls her eyes but slumps against the window of the passenger seat, because at least the glass is cool, unlike her body, burning with alcohol, with rage, with confusion, with raw, desperate want.

When she helps her out of the car and into the elevator, Alex hisses because Maggie’s arm around her waist makes her feel safe, loved, wanted.

Which, apparently, she’s not. Wanted.

But she thinks she hears Maggie’s breath hitch at their contact, and it makes her want to scream.

She holds it in until they’re in her apartment, until she tries to leave Maggie at the doorway.

“Alex, you’re really trashed. Please, just let me get you a glass of water, okay?”

Alex huffs and she staggers toward the couch, tossing her hands out behind her aggressively.

“Sure. Do whatever you want, Maggie. It’s what you do anyway, isn’t it?”

Maggie furrows her brow and she flinches like she’s been smacked, but she purses her lips and grabs a glass from the cabinet, filling it in the sink while she watches Alex with careful, scared, sad eyes.

“Here sweetie,” she murmurs absently as she crosses the room and presses the glass into Alex’s hand. “Drink all of it.”

Her voice is warm and her touch is tender and her eyes are so damn loving.

And Alex can’t take it. 

She lets the glass slip from her grasp, crash to the floor, because she’s broken glasses in her hand before, and she’s not in the mood to clean up that kind of mess.

“Whoa Danvers,” Maggie pushes her back gently so none of the shards get on her feet, and it’s that instinctive act of concern, that genuine movement of love, is what breaks Alex.

What lets how livid she is flow out of her body, out of her lips, and straight into Maggie’s skin.

“No! No, you don’t get to be protective of me, Maggie.”

“Alex, what – we’re friends, Alex, what – “

“No, Maggie. We’re not friends. You keep saying that, saying we’re friends, but Maggie, but you damn sure don’t act like it. You’re always flirting and you’re always looking at me like you want me, so what is it, Maggie? Is it the thrill of keeping me wild about you? Flirt with me constantly, even after you rejected me, made it clear that you don’t want me, to make sure I stay hopeful, stay completely yours? Is that what it is, Maggie? Because if it’s not, I don’t know what – “ 

She staggers and she stumbles and Maggie doesn’t hesitate to catch her.

Alex shirks out of her grasp.

“Well?” she demands.

“You’re wrong, Alex.” Her voice is soft and her voice is terrified. Her voice is strained and her voice is firm. “You’re wrong about why I said we shouldn’t be together. You’re wrong. You’re wrong about thinking I don’t want you. Because I do. Want you.”

Alex’s breath hitches and Maggie’s pupils dilate and tears threaten to stain Alex’s cheeks. 

“But that’s not something we’re gonna discuss while you’re drunk. You know what we’re gonna discuss right now?”

Alex can’t speak – can barely breathe – so she shakes her head, her eyes wide, open. 

Anger vanished. 

Humility and hope in its place.

“What are we gonna discuss right now?” she asks, her voice apologetic, her eyes soft.

Maggie smiles gently. 

“We’re gonna discuss where your pajamas are, so you can get changed. And we’re gonna discuss where your toothbrush is, so you can brush your teeth. And we’re gonna negotiate how many glasses of water you’re gonna drink before you go to sleep.”

“And then?” Alex asks, licking her lips, her eyes drifting down to Maggie’s lips.

Maggie shakes her head. “And then you’re gonna point me in the direction of an extra blanket, and I’m gonna curl up on the couch while you sleep in your bed. And if you wake up and need to vomit, you’re gonna wake me so I can help you. And either way, in the morning, I’m gonna take care of you if you’re hungover, and if you’re not, we’ll talk. Okay?”

“Do you always have everything planned out like this, Sawyer?” 

“You gonna tell me a soldier like you doesn’t appreciate it, Danvers?”

Alex grins, now, appreciating the flirtation, now, because maybe, just maybe, Maggie flirts because she likes her back.

{Reaction} Monsta x the morning after you've spent the night being intimate with another member.

Note: Okay so this wasn’t requested, but I’ve written sooo much EXO that I felt I needed to make room for some Monsta X since they’re wrecking me at the moment. Enjoy monbebes~ ♥

Disclaimer: I don’t own the gifs/images used. 

Lee Minhyuk

Originally posted by shownu-plz

As far as all of the other members were concerned, you slept on the sofa that night. But Minhyuk knew that you snuck into Wonho’s room, and Minhyuk also knew that the two of you weren’t doing anything particularly innocent either. It didn’t bother him much since the noises didn’t keep him for too long. But he wasn’t going to let this go so easily, not when he had so much teasing material.

{y/n}: “Minhyuk, will you pass me that?”

Minhyuk: *Whispers in your ear* “Why don’t you get Daddy to get it? I know he gave you a lot last night”

{y/n}: *Spits out drink*

Yoo Kihyun

Originally posted by wonkyuns

Kihyun doesn’t appreciate being deprived of sleep, so when he hears you and Changkyun in the next room making certain noises he groans. Throwing a pillow over his face in attempt to block out all the sound. The next morning, when you’re leaving the room, Kihyun is waiting outside, arms folded and a glare directed at you in a deathly way.

{y/n}: “Good… morning, Kihyun.” *Looking at him confused*

Kihyun: “Really, {y/n}? Good morning? It’s not a good morning! I didn’t sleep all night.”

{y/n}: “Oh really… well that’s- bye!” *Dashes past him.*

Kihyun: “{Y/N}!”

Shin Ho Seok/ Wonho

Originally posted by wonhobe

Wonho wasn’t happy when he was kept up the whole night with the sound of you and Hyungwon sex noises filling his ears all night (especially when he also has feelings for you, it’s almost torture.) So the next morning, on top of being tired, and upset he was also incredibly grumpy and wasn’t in a partially forgiving mood despite the fact it had been your first time at the Monsta X dorms.

{y/n}: “Do you guys have a bathroom?”

Wonho: “No, we shit outside.”

Hyungwon: “Wonho, what’s your problem?”

Wonho: Thanks to someone, I had one hour of sleep last night.” *Glaring*

Son Hyun Woo/ Shownu

Originally posted by allbout-starshiplanet

The father of the group was not happy when he heard the sound of you and Jooheon getting it on in the bedroom next to his. But unlike the others, he didn’t wait until the next morning to act. No, he got his laptop instantly and started writing a document that you would be faced with the next morning.

{y/n}: “What is this?” *Takes the paper Shownu handed you.* “Shownu, what the hell is the relationship agreement?”

Shownu: “Read it.”

{y/n}: “Separate bedrooms will be provided… no seeing each other after 8pm… alone time in the dorm in not prohibited.” *Looks up.* “This is about last night, isn’t it?”

Shownu: “Yup!” *smirks as you roll your eyes.* “Keep rolling your eyes, {y/n}. Maybe then you’ll have a chance of finding a brain back there.”

Lim Changkyun/ I.M.

Originally posted by thekpopfix

Changkyun had been sound asleep until a loud banging woke up up. For a moment, he was confused, wondering what the hell would be making that kind of noise this late at night. But that was when it dawned on him that the noise was the sound of Shownu’s headboard banging against the wall. He groaned, not caring what he was walking in on as he stood up, exited his room and banged on Shownu’s door. Suddenly it went quiet, then there was shuffling sounds until {y/n} opened the door looking a little sheepish.

{y/n}: “Everything alright, Changkyun?”

Changkyun: “You know what I love most about waking up?”

{y/n}: “What?”

Changkyun: “Nothing. Let me fucking sleep.”

Chae Hyungwon

Originally posted by eunhasmom

Hyungwon was pretty much all night, not just for one round of you and Minhyuk having fun, but three rounds. Needless to say, Hyungwon looked like he was about to collapse at the breakfast table that morning he was so tired, and when he wasn’t looking like he was about to fall asleep on someone he’s glaring at you or Minhyuk.

Minhyuk: “What’s wrong, Hyungwon?”

Hyungwon: “Let’s just say that if you keep me awake all night again, you’ll be locked out of the dorm for a month.”

Minhyuk: “Why would it be my fault you were awake all ni- oohhhhh… sorry.”

Hyungwon: “Yes, you will be.”

Lee Jooheon

Originally posted by allkpopgifs

Jooheon didn’t miss that much sleep, but it didn’t make him any happier come the morning. He watched you and Kihyun at the breakfast table. Half of him was tired, and the other was a little heartbroken since he’d liked you for as long as Kihyun had. He sighed as you looked over at him.

{y/n}: “Are you okay, Jooheon? Did you sleep well.”

Jooheon: “Not exactly…”

{y/n}: “Why?”

Jooheon: “Let’s just say I wish people with closed minds also have closed mouths.” *Glares at Kihyun.*

As anyone who’s followed me for a while knows, I think ‘canon’ is a nonsense concept when it comes to fandom and ‘you should respect canon’ is the daftest sentiment I’ve heard in many long years as a fan. Especially for a show like Once Upon a Time, which is hilariously inconsistent in its characterisation and so slapdash about its own internal logic and continuity that it once forgot the sex of one of its character’s babies.

But for anyone who *does* give a shit about canon (warning, anti-cs to follow), it’s now canon that:

1. Hook was ready to leave Emma without a word. Only pure chance (and the renewed conviction that he could get *his* happy ending) stopped him.

2. It took Emma literally a day after he’d left to start clearing Hook’s things out of her house.

3. It also took her a day to admit she probably needed to move on.

4. Henry could not give less of a shit about Hook leaving.

5. Snow doesn’t exactly seem devastated either (except in so far as it’s upset her daughter).

6. Emma can always tell when Regina’s telling the truth, but is unable to tell when Hook is drunk out of his mind and hiding the world’s biggest secret as he proposes to her.

I mean, I was always going to headcanon that the Captain Swan marriage would end in divorce, but I used to assume it would take a little while for Emma to get over it. Now I’m starting to think she’ll be out drinking with Regina the same night and sleeping with her inside a week.

Road Trip AU

-It’s all Viktor’s idea

-After the Grand Prix finals, he invites the skaters Yuuri competed against on a road trip

-Somehow, they all agree (Yuuri is sure he threatened them in one way or another)

-They rent a minibus

-Seung Gil decides to be the driver for the most part, since he’s probably the most responsible one

-Leo is the dj

-They decide to travel through Europe, visiting as many countries as they can

-It’s decided they’ll be on the road for two weeks, because that’s the most time they can afford to lose

-Michele is constantly yelling at all the boys to stay away from Sala, but Sala and Mila find it very amusing

-Minami is always talking. It was cute at first, but please shut up

-Emil always sneaks candy into bus, one way or another

-Yuri tries to sleep through most of the journey, but is always woken up by everyone else because they’re so loud godDAMMIT

-Phichit is pretty much the unofficial photographer

-Everyone has to keep Christophe from groping random people, like ‘no Christophe, that’s illegal’

-It’s always the worst and the best when they go out drinking

-Georgi won’t shut up about Anya

-Viktor and Yuuri end up in a compromising position

-Guang Hong, Minami and Yuri can’t drink (underage) so they’re stuck taking care of the drunk ones

-Surprisingly, JJ has an extremely low alcohol tolerance and when he gets drunk, he’s even more obnoxious

-Yuri actually punched him once

-Viktor always wants to sleep in expensive hotels, but they can’t really afford that

-So they either find a shabby hostel or sleep in the minibus

-It’s an unspoken rule to have Viktor and Yuuri sleep in a room where they can be alone

-But when the rooms are with two beds, it’s usually done like this
Viktor and Yuuri
Guang Hong and Leo
Sala and Mila 
Michele and Emil
Phichit and Minami
Yuri and Georgi
Christophe and JJ
Seung Gil usually manages to get a room for himself. If it doesn’t work, he joining Yuri and Georgi

-At one point, they stumble across an ice rink and it somehow turns into a competition

-People literally get out of the rink to give them space for all the jumps

-There’s no official winner, but no matter whom you ask, they’ll claim it was them who won

-Let’s be honest, Viktor would win

-When it’s all over, they realise they’ve somehow become really good friends

-They decide to do this again in the future, maybe visit different countries and have more time than two weeks

anonymous asked:

“You’re not useless.” enjoltaire??

this ended up being very long and rambly but it’s the first thing I’ve actually written and finished in 500 years

send me a line of dialogue and I’ll try and write something angsty-ish

Enjolras slammed his mug down on the kitchen counter, enough for Combeferre to briefly stir in the next room before slipping back into a deep sleep. Everyone else had either also crashed, or had headed home a few hours ago, and Grantaire was on his way out when he heard the noise. He turned to see Enjolras through the doorway, standing frozen with his hands pressed to the counter. His head hung forwards, hair escaping from his ponytail and obscuring his face. He barely even looked like he was breathing.

“I’ll just… I’ll be going now too,” Grantaire said, hovering with his hands shoved into his pockets, wary of getting closer in case Enjolras needed space.

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anonymous asked:

Could you do the rfa + minor trio with an mc who seems really cold and rude, especially to them. They're actually really nice but everyone but them sees it because she likes them and she has horrible trust issues. Maybe they catch her at a bad moment where her cold facade breaks and they realise that she's actually really nice and caring. Maybe their thoughts for her change and they begin to like her? Thank you!

Saeran’s is pretty angsty, and there’s trigger warnings of self harm. I’m really sorry if I disappoint you, but I promise they have happy endings. 

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