I’m headed into my 3rd year of uni, so I thought I’d make a post sharing my tips on how to do well in school, not burn out, and keep your mental health relatively stable.
1. Snacks - seriously, don’t leave home without at least 2 substantial snacks in your bag. If you’re go-go-going all day and suddenly your sitting in a lecture about to crash cause you haven’t eaten anything all day, you’re gonna want snacks. Some suggestions: Cashews (they’re not super loud/crunchy, so they’re perfect for lecture snackin’), a granola bar, an apple, cherry tomatoes, trail mix.
2. Don’t buy the textbook before you go to your first class - I’ve worked at a university bookstore for 2 years, and every year, people end up buying 700$ worth of first year text books, and then they don’t even use them. Wait. and then wait some more. If there are required readings, then get the textbook, if your prof says there will be questions from the textbook on the exam, then get the textbook, but trust me, for 90% of first year classes (and a lot of other ones) you don’t need the textbook. SAVE YOUR WALLETS
3. Take notes efficiently - honestly the best way to take notes, is type up the lecture notes that are provided, BEFOREHAND, and then during lecture, fill in the blanks/add information/take down any important things your prof is saying as you go through the lecture on your laptop in a different color. This way you’re much less likely to miss any important information, you won’t be confused about what to take down, and you won’t fall into the trap of taking down notes that are already being provided to you. After class, or while making study notes, copy these notes out by hand to remember what you learned.
4. Keep it simple - pretty notes are GREAT if you have the time, but once you get to upper level uni, and you have 100 slides of notes to turn into study notes, you will not have the time to make your notes look aesthetically pleasing. Just get the info down so you can focus on learning it.
5. Have a designated study space - i did all of my highschool homework and studying in my bed, and 90% of the time, I ended up falling asleep. My bed wasn’t going to cut it for uni, so I got a cheap ikea desk, and it’s made me so much more organized and productive.
6. Take as much ‘you time’ as possible - take a bath. light candles. binge watch a tv show. veg out with a book for 4 hours if you have the time. do your makeup super special one day. get yourself that venti pumpkin spice latte with extra whip whenever you feel like it. Uni is a shitty time I’m not gonna lie. It’s stressful as f*ck, and whenever you can spare a couple hours or a couple dollars to TREAT YO SELF, do it.
7. If you have anxiety, CUT THE COFFEE. caffeine is a huge trigger for anxiety. Caffeine takes away from your sleep, messes with your adrenalin systems, and can make you super paranoid and anxious all the time.
8. If you think your in the wrong major, change it - I started in geology, and I HATED IT. Now I’m in psych and I love it. It is never too late for a change of program. If you think you’re doing something you don’t wanna do, or your not enjoying it, don’t do it.
9. For mornings you have to be ready and out the door, or if you’re a person who always runs late, have a getting-ready routine and get it down pat. Have a mental list of things you need to do, and things you need to remember, and find out how much time it takes you. Get up at 8am, shower, wash face/brush teeth, get dressed, do makeup, pack bag, remember keys, wallet, laptop, notebook, pen and train pass, have breakfast, put on shoes, leave by 9am.
10. Utilize your time in transit. - finish a reading, go over flashcards, read study notes, listen to an album you’ve been meaning to listen to, read a book, read some fanfic, idk but don’t just sit there unless just sitting there is what you need.
11. Find a hobby or passion that is separate from your school/uni life. Whether its playing sports, or running, reading, collecting plants, making scrapbooks, curating a refined taste in tea, having baths, writing in a journal, find something that if you’re bored with watching shows or studying, you can go do it, and enjoy it, and get your mind off all the other shit that’s going on in your life for awhile.
Okay, but one of the things that I noticed right off the bat the first time I watched the Balmera arc is the design of Shay’s people.
I didn’t immediately connect Shay’s voice to her on-screen character because I was expecting a very feminine design to match a female voice actress; in almost every story about an alien or fantasy race, you immediately know who’s female in the bunch because they look exactly like human women, as compared to the males who can pretty much look like anything.
Case in point:
So when I didn’t see a stereotypical female design for the Balmerans, it threw me for a minute. Because Shay and her grandmother look very similar to Rax and the other male Balmerans. They have thick, knobby skin and sharp claws rather than slender arms and graceful fingers. Maybe their earring-things differentiate between genders (who’s to say Balmerans are only male/female?) but I’m seeing a distinct lack of boobs, makeup (long eyelashes, lipstick) and long hair that usually identify an alien woman.
Nope, still not seeing it.
It’s a super small thing and not very important to the overall story of Voltron, but this is one of the first times I’ve ever seen alien women designed like this and I think it’s so cool.
Do you have any other headcanons about Todoroki? If not it's fine, I love your headcanons and hope you have a nice day
This has been sitting in my computer unfinished for awhile. Seems like a good time to finish :D
(Okay I’m not sure if end of the year ball is canon but based on Hori’s sketches, I guess it should be).
Headcanon that Todoroki teaches class 1A’s boys how to dance for their ball.
-Ever since he was small, the only things constant in his life were the training and social gatherings.
-Every month, Endeavour dragged him and mom to a hero gathering and left his siblings at home. They put on the facade of a happy family. Mom pasted on a perfunctory smile as she danced with Endeavour.
-He sat alone at the table, watching her dance. Her movements were graceful and mesmerising, white gown swishing with her every step.
-His favourite part of the night always came later, when mom was finished with greetings other guests. She would pick him up and twirl him round and round on dance floor. Her smile was real and beautiful. He loved seeing her smile.
-As he grew older, mom started letting him down onto the dance floor. He tried to imitate how the gentlemen (not Endeavour because Endeavour was never a gentleman) danced with their partner. He held out a hand for mom to take and led her to the centre of the floor. Then he beckoned for her to stoop down so he could put a hand on her waist, the other held her hand with care. Mom stifled a laugh and allowed him to lead the dance. It was not much of leading as he stumbled around on his short legs. But he had fun, and mom’s laughter was worth every stumble he had.
-Things happened. Only he and Endeavour came to the gatherings since. Then he stopped coming because trainings got harsher and more frequent, and they always left him unable to stand on his own two feet.
-He hasn’t danced since then.
-He visits mom for the very first time in so many years. He dances with her for the very first time again in so many years. He is a head taller than mom now. Mom easily wraps her arm around his shoulder. And they move, hesitant at first, but mom is a great and patient dancer.
-They dance to the music in their memory, in the pristine hospital room that to their mind is a grandeur dancing hall. He steps on mom’s foot and stumbles a few times, but she just smiles warmly at him. Her smile is just as beautiful as ever. He can no longer keep the tears inside.
-End of the year ball. Yuuei has end of the year ball. He doesn’t know about that, and frankly, he doesn’t care.
-But the boys in his class don’t seem to share his opinion. They fly into a frenzy the closer the ball gets.
-One night, just a week before the ball, he happens to look out the window at night while doing homework up in his room. Kaminari and Kirishima are dancing, or a doing very pale attempt of it. They are too close to each other and their hands are placed in the wrong place.
-He shouldn’t be bothered by this, but he is. As he moves down the stairs to the front yard, he tells himself he is doing this for the girls. They are not going to appreciate having their feet stepped on dozens of time every minute.
-Kaminari and Kirishima are surprised to see him marching out of the building. They are even more surprised when he takes Kirishima’s hands, and with a pointed ‘Watch’ to Kaminari, proceeds to give instructions on how to dance properly.
-Somehow their little pop up dancing class gains a large audience. The girls are watching from their own rooms. All the other boys are out here, forming a half circle around Kirishima and Todoroki, watching and listening intently. Midoriya is scribbling.
-Todoroki is showing Kirishima some of the simple moves, humming a little tune to set the rhythm, too engrossed in his task to notice his audience.
-From that night onwards to the day of the ball, Todoroki receives odd knocks on his door throughout every evening with class 1-A boys asking him for dancing tips.
(-Midoriya comes to him with the request of teaching him how to tie a tie. It seems that the tie has a grudge against Midoriya so Todoroki gives up and gives him a bow tie instead. Then he proceeds to give Midoriya a run-through on how best to ask for a dance.)
First Words-Anidala 2017 Happy Skywalker Family AU
Leia had always been more vocal than her brother, babbling cheerfully at her parents while they held her and ready to scream the standard second she didn’t get her way.
She wasn’t even a year old before she said her first word–”Daddy". Padme wasn’t sure she had felt such a range of emotions when elected queen. She and Anakin were beside themselves, crying and laughing while Leia grinned up at her gushing parents and repeated the newly discovered word over and over.
Luke, on the other hand, was happy to quietly observe and let his sister claim the spotlight, most of the time. He babbled to his parents on occasion and enjoyed pointing at anything that interested him, but at a year and a half Luke had yet to utter even one intelligible word while Leia was beginning to form simple sentences.
“Come on Taotao,” The older teases, sheading his winter jacket and
rolling up the sleeves on his button up. I don’t think I’ve ever seen him
looking so hot. “Do it for our baby, she wants to see her daddies in action.”
Tao sighs and closes his eyes for a minute as if silently praying, “Okay,
lets do this.”
“That was awesome!” I cheer from where I was placed before the fight
began. The fight ends, Tao has his hands up in surrender, his chest is heaving,
and sweat is dripping down his face. Lay is in the same sweaty state, both of
them looking absolutely sexy. I would have never thought Lay would be so good
at boxing, it feels so out of place with his warm nature. There fighting styles
are so different and it showed as the fought each other, Tao was flipping
around doing all sorts of cool wushu moves while Lay goes right into with his fists
“I’m happy you enjoyed it,” Tao laughs as he flops to the ground.
“Are you okay?” I worry as I rush over to crouch down by him.
He pats my head, “I’m fine baby, its just been awhile since I had a good
fight like that.”
Lay chuckles behind me, “Aw yes, the good old foot solider days when we
actually used to use our skills.” I want to ask about it but I know it will
tense everyone up. They make vague jokes, leaving out any gruesome details, I
sit back and enjoy watching their playfulness.
“You guys should get going, I don’t want to hear Kyungsoo hyung
complaining that you kept her longer because of me,” Tao stands up.
Lay nods and grabs my hand to lead me back into the bathroom where I’m
changed back into my jeans and sweater. After I have my winter wear on Lay
drags me back out into the cold, our arms locked the small walk to a salon. I
raise my brow at the sight of such a fancy salon. Walking in I’m not surprised
to find it empty like all the other places I’ve been today. There are two
hairstylists waiting past the lobby standing by one of the chairs. Lay takes my
jacket and scarf before discarding his own and taking a seat in the chair next
“What would you like us to do?” One of the women nervously asks Lay.
His soft eyes are focused on me, “I’ll let her decide.” She looks at me
“I’ve always wanted to dye my hair,” I answer honestly. I’m not surprised
when she looks back at him for approval, he nods with a soft smile on his face.
“You will look beautiful.” He smiles softly at me.
“What makes you so sure? They could fry my hair and I could become bald,”
I tease, but end up making the women tense, afraid of his answer.
He chuckles, “You would still be absolutely beautiful. Though one of
these women might loose a finger or two for making you upset.”
“Oppa!” I swat at the man as he laughs. We both sit there and watch as
the women go about bleaching all of my black locks. My hand latches on to Lay’s
when they apply the bleach to my scalp. I can’t help but stomp my feet and curl
my toes at the burning sensation going on, on the top of my head. He can only
sit back and watch with irritation, his mouth set in a line, and I can tell he
wishes he would have picked something for me. “Talk to me to distract me.”
“What is your favorite movie?” He asks randomly.
I try to ignore the burning pain and think of an answer, “Daisy.”
He nods, “I have that in my room, we should watch it later this week.”
“Where is your favorite place to go?” I ask, figuring we were going to
play 20 questions.
“Home,” He smiles, “At least when you’re there, if not, I’m not sure
I roll my eyes at him.
“What do you do with Jiyong hyung?” I’m surprised he asks me that, they
never asks me distinctly what we do, just if I had fun, was he nice, should
they be worried?
“We go out to dinner and talk,” I answer honestly.
“Just talk? For the last two months all you guys do for three hours is
I nod, “My life hasn’t always been exciting but I have some stories and
you can already guess he does too. Are you nervous that I’m going to be gone
for a whole weekend?”
“I’m beyond nervous. I want to scream, I want to cry, I’m starting to
reconsider Chanyeol’s proposal to start a war.”
“No war,” I deadpan.
He huffs, “I don’t know how you expect us to do when another man demands
your attention for a whole weekend. I’ve never gotten you to myself for that
long, none of us have. He gets you for three hours every week.”
“And you get to share a bed with me every twelve days. You get to hold
me, hug me, make love to me, all things he doesn’t get.” He tries not to smile
at my words, but I can tell he’s satisfied with my answer.
“Are you nervous?” He stares at me.
I shrug, “I enjoy talking to Jiyong. But I have to admit I’m scared to
spend so much time with him, I don’t know what we’ll be doing. I haven’t been
away from you guys for more than 12 hours since I’ve known you, it’s a bit
“If at anytime you want to go home, you call us. We will get to you as
soon as possible and get you out of there.”
“Thank you guys so much for taking such good care of me,” I smile at him.
He leans over and kisses me softly. I look at myself in the mirror, I can
already see the lighter hair peeking out from the tin foil on my head. “I feel
like I’m going to scare Soo.”
“He will be in awe.”
“You need to calm down with your sweet talking today.”
“It’s your birthday, I want to give you so much attention and make you so
embarrassed your whole body will be red.” I click my tongue at him, looking
away to hide the blush already creeping across my face. After a while longer
the dye is washed out of my hair revealing my new blonde hair, a few shades
lighter than Xiumin’s. The women dry it and style it nicely, I give them a
sweet thank you, and get out of the chair. I’m surprised when Lay helps me put
my coat and stuff back on. Noticing my confusion he is nice enough to explain,
“I’m bringing you to him.”
Our gloved fingers entwine as he leads me out back into the cold. I don’t
know how they were able to plan all of this so quickly. We only decided that they
would each get me for an hour on Sunday, yet they were able to make a schedule,
duel out who gets me when, and than get everything they need to together. I’m
very impressed by them like usual. We find ourselves stepping into a nice
restaurant and I suddenly feel very under dressed to be here. Lay leads me
threw the empty restaurant to the kitchen where we find Soo dressed in nice
dress pants, a white button up and black apron.
I giggle at the sight, “Daddy! You look so cute!” Soo cracks a cute
smile, his eyes focused on the pot of food in front of him.
“I’ll be going but I’ll see you at dinner,” Lay whispers in my ear before
“Thank you for the new hair,” I wave to him as he leaves out the kitchen
door. At my words Soo’s head pops up, his big eyes open wider than I’ve ever
“Your hair,” His mouth hangs open.
My heart drops, “Do you not like it?” I play with a wave, twirling it
around my finger.
He automatically drops the spoon he was using to stir the food and comes
over to me, he cups my face before kissing my softly, “I’m sorry, I love it. I
was just shocked.”
He nods with one of those beautiful heart shaped smiles on his face, “I
love everything about you.”
“I love you too,” I gave him a small peck. “What’s for lunch?” I wonder
wandering over to the massive amount of food he has going on the stove. He
pulls me away from the stove, placing my on the one of the counters away from
the boiling pots.
He tells me what I’ve already heard today, “It’s a surprise.”
“Of course,” I chuckle. With that smile on his face he continues to stare
at me for a few more seconds, “What?”
“You’re just so beautiful,” He coos.
I flick his forehead, “What is with you guys today? I know it’s my
birthday but is all the fluffiness really needed? Stop with all the staring.”
“I can’t help it. I just want to stare at you all day. I’m jealous that
Kai and Sehun get to stare at you during class.”
“You should stare at your food, it’s boiling over.” I laugh as he panics
and rushes off to save whatever is in the pot.
I sit back and watch him cook, something I’ve grown to find incredibly
attractive, especially when he’s doing it so cutely. He walks from counter to
counter adding in vegetables, meat, and all sorts of spices, most of which I
didn’t even know existed. When he is done he dishes the food up beautifully, I
can barely get myself it eat it when he puts it down on the table that he sat
me at in the dining room. But after a five-minute argument on how he will make
it for me again if I eat it, I obey and happily stuff my face.
He eats slower, I can feel his eyes on me the whole time we are eating.
We talk about silly things, cooking, and school, and I feel totally at peace
with him. Our hour flies by quickly and before I know it there is a tall blond
on my right picking at the leftovers on my plate and giving Soo a compliment.
“That isn’t for you,” Soo scolds the older.
“Excuse me for trying to appreciate your delicious cooking,” Kris sticks
his tongue out at him.
“What are we going to be doing? It’s not physical right?” I sigh holding
my full belly.
“We were going to go ice skating but after a talk with Chen I convinced
Luhan to let me take his option and he’s going to share time with Xiumin
I nod, “So what are we doing?”
“This is ridiculous,” I groan form inside the dressing room.
Kris chuckles on the other side, “Come on baby, let daddy see.” I sigh
before stepping out of the dressing room to show him the frilly pink dress he
had picked out for me. It’s straight off a doll I swear to god. I can usually
handle girly clothes but this is just ridiculous. He gives me a massive smile,
“You look precious.”
“I’m not wearing this, even for you guys,” I stomp back into the dressing
room. I scan the other just as ridiculous dresses before finding one that isn’t
too bad. I pull on the cute red dress that puffs out at where it ends at my
thigh, and I’m quiet disappointed in its girly cuteness. Peeking back out I
find Kris with his eyes fixed on my door, his eyes light up at the sight of me.
“I knew you would like that one,” He snickers as he stands up to get a
closer look. His large hands start at my shoulder before sliding down my arms.
They find their way back up to cup my face, his eyes scan ever inch of me
before he leans in for a not so innocent kiss. I push myself up on my tip toes
to try and get more contact with the giant. Noticing my struggle he chuckles
into the kiss, his arms reach down and pick me up so my legs are around his
“We can’t do this here,” I grumble in between kisses.
“Aw, come on baby,” The giant whines cutely, “Just a few more kisses.”
I huff, “Fine, a few more kisses.” I should say no, I should really stop
this wandering hands and hot aggressive lips but I’m enjoying it way too much.
We are interrupted by someone clearing their throat, looking in the direction
of the noise we find a old man awkwardly staring at the ground.
“What the hell do you want?” He growls, shifting so my disheveled
appearance is hidden.
Peaking around Kris I can see the poor old man shaking under Kris’s
glare, “There is a someone outside demanding to see you. I tried to tell them
to leave but they wouldn’t listen.” Kris looks back to me, places one more soft
kiss on my lips before letting me down.
“Let them in,” He snaps and the man rushes off. “I’m sorry baby, we will
just have to continue this later. Please wait in the dressing room,” His
request is too late when a familiar man steps into the back of the boutique.
“Hello again,” The blond man from the office is standing there staring at
us, who am I kidding his eyes are fixed on me. Seunghyun, that’s what Jiyong
calls him, smiles softly at me but my alarms are screaming and I find myself
hiding behind Kris.
“What the hell are you doing here?” Kris snarls.
“Don’t worry, I’m not here to cause any trouble. So stop it with that
glare, I’m not allowed to touch the girl, boss man’s orders,” He chuckles
causally, but his joking does nothing to ease the tension. His tongue clicks at
us, “I just came give my best wishes to such a beautiful birthday girl. And a
gift of course.” There’s something just so unnerving about his smile, he
reaches into his jacket to grab something. Kris reacts automatically, pulling a
gun out from behind his back and pointing it at the man; how long has that been
there? Seunghyun chuckles once again, “No worries friend, it’s just a card.”
Like he said he pulls out a golden envelope with my name scrawled on the back.
“It’s a gift from me and the others who are just dying to meet you. Jiyong
speaks so highly of you.”
“We want nothing to do with it,” Kris spits.
“It would be rude not to accept it,” I say softly, looking suspiciously
at the man. He smiles at me, I can tell from the look in his eyes that he
thinks I’m a fool, a whore, easy prey. So I give him a small smile in return, stepping
out from behind Kris to accept the card with two hands.
“You look lovely,” He compliments. When his phone rings in his pocket he
hold up his finger to me before answering, “Yes Boss?” there is a pause while
Jiyong speaks on the other side. “I’m delivering mine and other other’s gift to
your favorite person.”
I’m not one bit surprised when he hands me his phone with an almost
terrified expression, “Hello?”
“Hello Beautiful,” I can hear the smile in Jiyong’s voice.
“What can I do for you?”
“It’s the first Tuesday I haven’t seen you since we met, I miss you. I
want to wish you a very happy birthday, make sure to have some fun now that
you’re 18 but be careful.”
“Thank you oppa, I’ve got to go, I don’t have much more time with Kris.”
“I’ll talk to you on Friday, my hyung wasn’t rude to you at all was he?”
“He is fine, bye oppa,” I hand the phone back to an aw struck Seunghyun.
“Thank you so much for the card but I don’t have much time left with my oppa.”
He nods, “Sorry for interrupting.” I surprised when he bows to be before
leaving with the old man in tow. Looking back at Kris I can tell I’m no the
only one surprised.
“Do you know what that was about?” I ask him.
“The whole thing was weird. Why did you take the card?” He looks down at
me, obviously mad. “You’ll make him think you are buddies, you don’t want to be
anywhere near a guy like that.”
“I’m hoping he thinks we are friends.”
I cut him off, “I know he is dangerous, he set off my alarms. I just
don’t want him to know that I know he is bad news.”
I look up at him, “I could tell from the way he was looking at me that he
is up to no good. He thinks I’m an idiot so I’m going to continue to let him
think that. I prefer to have people estimate me.”
“I’m impressed, but I’m still mad. Don’t think about stuff like this, you
are a baby, remember that.”
I nod, placing my heads on his chest and going up on my tip toes for a
peck, “Of course, I’m sorry. So I’m guessing it’s pointless to ask who the
others are who gave me this card?”
“Jiyong hasn’t told you about them?”
“He never uses details like people or places. I only know about Seunghyun
because I asked about him.”
He nods, “You’ll probably meet the other three this weekend, they aren’t
as bad as Seunghyun, they follow Jiyong without question. Seunghyun on the
other land likes to cause trouble but is always loyal, which is why hyung keeps
him a round.”
“What about the whole bowing thing? That only happens when I’m with
Jiyong and I’m pretty sure they are only bowing to him.”
“He’s showing his respect, I could tell he was surprised by how causal
you were being with hyung. Regardless for how much an asshole he is, he is very
loyal. I think he is realizing that Jiyong didn’t claim you as a fuck toy but
as a, um, companion.”
“What was Seunghyun hyung doing here?” Sehun growls when he comes into
“He wanted to give our baby a card,” Kris explains pulling the card out
of my hands.
“Did he touch you?” Sehun grabs my shoulders and scans me from head to
“Do you really think I would let him touch her?” Kris slaps his hands
away from me.
“Sorry Hyung, that guy just always gives me the creeps,” The younger
visibly shivers. “You should go change so we can go.” I nod obediently before
sneaking back into the dressing room to dress myself for once today. On the
other side of the door I can hear the hum of their voices, whispering mostly
likely about whatever is in the envelope the blond man gave me.
Coming out of the room I’m greeted wit a kiss to my head, “Your new hair
looks beautiful” Sehun smiles down at me before stepping away to let Kris give
me a goodbye kiss.
“We will need to finish what I started later,” He says in between pecks.
Smirking I say, “Maybe tomorrow.”
“Tomorrow? What about tonight?” He pouts.
“I’m not picking until tonight but I have good idea of who it’s going to
be.” Since it’s my birthday they gave me the option of who I want to have
birthday sex with.
“I swear to god if it’s Xiumin, I’m going to kill someone.”
I'm sorry if you can't write this if it's part of the rules but can I have RFA++(if it's okay) reacting to an MC suddenly had a depression and self harm relapse? I'm sorry if this is too much;; I just had a relapse and I need to feel better rn.
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[ just in case: trigger warnings! for mentions of self harm!]
everything was supposed to be fine now
there was nothing wrong, in fact, mc has had some of the best days they had in a long time
but they just…yeah
they felt like explaining wouldn’t help
and mc really, really didn’t want to, but they found themselves back where they swore they wouldn’t be
which was crying quietly, in the bathroom, hurting themselves again
they broke their two year cleanliness
zen came back from getting the two of them some goldfish-shaped bread and couldn’t find mc anywhere
until he heard faint crying coming from the bathroom
he knocked on the door first. “mc? are you alright?”
mc couldn’t answer back, too scared of what his reaction would be
“babe? i’m coming in.” “no! no, im fine. I just..I fell, I’ll be ok.”
Zen didn’t buy it. he opened the door and found them on the floor, trying to clean the blood away and crying
he immediately ran to their side, kneeling before them and taking a towel
he doesn’t react how mc thought he would. he doesn’t ask why, doesn’t visibly stress out, doesn’t get upset with them
instead, he pulls mc into his lap and gently cleans them up, kissing their shoulder every once in awhile and whispers slowly
“it’s okay. this does not diminish the progress you made. you feel for a little, but you’ll get back up. I’ll do whatever it takes to help you back up. But you are amazingly strong. I love you..I love you so much.”
yoosung didn’t notice it at first
it was honestly hard to notice
mc never ate a lot, but they always ate three meals
and they still did! but their meals got smaller and smaller
then they stopped eating lunch when yoosung wasn’t around
it didn’t show physically, but yoosung could tell
mc’s stomach rumbled more than it used to. they were more grumpy, not as bright as they usually were
so he stopped by the house one day. mc had just texted him that they were eating right now
when he got there, however, they weren’t
they were just sitting there, wrapped up in blankets, not wanting to move
“honey..” he said, a sad smile on his face. mc was surprised - he didn’t tell them he was coming home
“you haven’t been eating..” mc doesn’t answer him
“I had breakfast..” “that was breakfast, though, honey.”
they don’t take the conversation any further, but yoosung goes into the kitchen and gets mc a granola bar
he sits down next to them and takes their hand, kissing their cheek
“start here. we’ll go slowly, love. but I need you to be healthy..I’ll be there every step of the way.”
jaehee and mc didn’t have the best sleeping habits
they were getting better, though !
the latest they slept was at 11. for a week now!
or, it was for jaehee
mc was still tired, always. like they hadn’t slept well in months
their mood didn’t really alter, but they kept yawning
and they still refused to take a nap, even
one night, jaehee couldn’t sleep
so much for that record
but what was more important was that she found mc still awake, looking like they were practically fighting sleep
“mc, sweetheart, what are you doing awake?” mc looked at her in surprise
“can’t sleep. but it’s alright, love. you should be asleep too.”
jaehee knows something is off. “how long have you not been able to sleep, mc?”
they yawn, but try to play it off. “just since last night. it’s fine. what’s another all nighter?”
jaehee sits up, pulling mc over. “you need rest, love. you’re hurting yourself like this.” she kisses their nose. “i want you to be happy and healthy, and its going to take awhile, but we can start with being healthy. I’ll be right beside you as you fight.”
jumin was like a hawk
he knew their routine. it was hard to do anything to hurt themselves
but mc found a way
no one watched them while they ate…so if they could just order something small and throw it away..
or invite a friend over to give them the meal..
no one would know that mc wasn’t eating
again, it barely showed anything different physically
but one of the chefs got suspicious and worried
so they tell him
and he decides to come home when mc ordered something small, like a little salad
he walked through the door as soon as mc opened the trashcan
“…my love?” he asked
mc looked at him with wide eyes, the fork just barely starting to push the food down
“honey! you’re home early..” “is something wrong?” “no, i- it’s a lot…”
they slowly put the bowl on the counter and look to the floor
jumin walks over to them and lifts their chin, making them look at him
“mc, don’t hide from me again, my love…i want you to tell me how you’re feeling. i want to know…and i want to help you…please don’t hesitate to tell me what you feel, no matter how dark you feel it is. i want to support you and help you through it.”
707 / luciel / saeyoung
it was fairly easy to play it off at first
because they told saeyoung they wanted to stay up with him
but then it got to the point where even when he wanted to sleep early, they would stay up
mc had been drinking a lot of Dr. Pepper, too..for the sugar rush
saeyoung had an eye for things like this. partly because he did the same thing before
but also because he’s done worse, too
mc was going on their sixth soda of the day when saeyoung took it from their hands
“no fair!” they said. saeyoung just put it back in the fridge before going back to them
he carried them onto his lap and made them face him
“you need to sleep.”
mc was surprised, confused. “..it’s two in the afternoon.”
“and you haven’t slept properly in a week. you might get worse..”
now they were more surprised. “saeyoung-”
“i just- mc…not sleeping seems harmless, but it really isn’t good for you. you’re hurting yourself that way. and if you continue, it might make you want to do something even worse..”
he wraps his arms around mc and puts his head in the neck. “please, let’s start with a nap. i’ll sleep with you, but i’m going to make sure you do, first. i need my agent 606 healthy…and i want the love of my life to know that it’s ok to hurt…but they need to take care of themselves..”
v / jihyun
mc tried really hard for jihyun
they knew that rika had this kind of problem, not handling it the same way mc did, but the same problem nonetheless
however, jihyun failed rika. at least, that’s what he thought. he couldn’t fail mc
but it was getting to be too much for them
they could barely act happy for his sake
but he wasn’t home right now..and if they could just- just once-
scars healed. he would never know…
jihyun came home early, though
he thought mc stepped out to go to the store, so the bathroom was free
it wasn’t. he walked in on mc over the sink, staring at him with wide eyes
v wasted no time at all. he rushed to their side, gently but firmly taking their other hand
“Angel,” he breathed out. mc started crying. “i’m sorry, V- Jihyun- I just-”
he shushes them, taking their face into his hands
“it’s ok. you don’t need to apologize, Angel. what we need to do us clean you up”
they do just that, jihyun putting bandages on
“mc…i will do anything i can to help you. we can look for someone to help, we can take it slowly. but please…don’t hide anything from me. I won’t lose you..I want to help you..”
saeran is extremely good at noticing self-destructive behavior
especially because he has the tendency to do it himself
so mc has to be subtle
in all honesty, they shouldn’t even be doing this
they were supposed to be helping him, not sinking into their own depression
but it was hard. and they still wanted to be an example for saeran
so they took up scratching instead of anything else
it wasn’t visible and they could easily play it off
but saeran noticed. of course he noticed
their skin was red all the time. not to the point of almost being cut, but it was getting there
and he knew there was only one reason for it
“mc…are you hurting yourself?”
“what? no, of course not, saeran”
“don’t lie to me. you’re scratching.”
mc was surprised at how he picked up on it so quickly, but they can’t lie to him again
he takes their hand and brings their arm to him, kissing the fingers on his other hand before pressing it to their skin
It’s the kind of tired that sits in your bones, slowly creeping its way through your system as the hours drag on. It’s when your eyes feel like they want to close all the time, but even when they do your thoughts refuse to let your mind rest. It’s when walking across a room feels like running a mile, when people talk to you and it takes all of your focus to even listen, when caffeine gives you an instant headache and sleep catalysts just send you into fitful dreams.
Does anyone else know that feeling?
Because that’s been me. Consistently. For the past month.
It was the slamming of the breaks that woke me. Or maybe the seat belt cutting into my chest, knocking out a short breath. Or the snap of Dean’s fingers in front of my face while his slightly annoyed tone slowly drifts to my ears.
“Y/N? Earth to Y/N?”
I shake my head and blink to clear my vision, reaching a hand up to rub crust out of my eyes while using the other to yank the seatbelt to return some breathing slack. “What?” I snap. I feel the last remnants of rest trickle away, and my heart longs after them.
“We’re here,” Dean replies, giving me an odd look. “You feeling okay? Didn’t you get, like, ten hours last night?”
Opening the door to his apartment, I hear him talking the guys must be here. I quickly make me way into the kitchen because I don’t want to distract them. They have been planning Dabin’s next video and its really been a challenge for Christian, he wanted to out do himself. Which I support fully but I know he’s going to overwork himself. Being honest with myself it has alright started, that’s what I’m doing now. I called him to ask he had free time, because we haven’t seen each other in about 3 weeks. He of course responded ‘I always have time for you love’ which was so sweet, then he asked if I could pick up some groceries on the way. Christian and I have been together for about two years, and this last year has really just made me realize how amazing he is. More so, how lucky I am to not only know someone like him. But to be able to call him mine and to cherish every moment I get to spend with him. Even when we fight he is the first to apologize. Always saying he can’t stay mad at me, even though I know it’s because I’m stubborn and will ignore him till hell freezes over.
To lost in thought I didn’t here he enter the kitchen, I feel his arms circle around my waist. He gently places his head on my neck. I lean into his frame, molding our bodies together, Relaxing a little because this is where feel safe and secure the most. He sighs before pulling back to let me finish cooking, I can practically feel how stressed he was just from the how much he leaned on me. Kissing my forehead before retreating to the living room to play with Lori, I smile looking at them. Knowing he was doing it because he was avoid the conversation he wanted to have. Which is yet another reason I’m here, because he had something important to ask me. My eyes wander back to the them, I see Christian staring at me he smiles. “When did the guys leave?” I ask turning back the food. “Just a little bit after you got here.” “I didn’t know you heard be come in, I trying to be quiet.” I retort bringing the food over to the table. “ I heard you come in I just wanted to finish with them so I could spend time with you. Plus you didn’t say anything when you came in, so I assumed you didn’t want to be bothered.” I look at him because that’s pretty the same thing I thought. I look at him making my way over to the table with something to drink. “ Oh, I thought the same thing because I know about the video.” We just laugh at each other, because what are the odds. Talking about random things as we finish the meal. I get up taking the dishes into the kitchen, washing them before I go relax with him. He tries to help but its literally just the plates we used.
As I made my way to the living room, Christian was just sitting on sofa running his fingers throw his hair. When he spotted me all he did was smirk “ Come here” he said softly holding his arms out. I walked over to him, sitting on his lap I look at him. “ What has been bothering you? I was hoping you would just tell me.” He sighed as I spoke to him obviously wanted to avoid it a little awhile longer. “ It’s the concept for the video, well that and some else.” He says not looking at me. “ And what is that something if I may ask?” Placing my hands on face making him look at me. He leans his forehead on mine, I felt him relax closing his eyes. “ I been think we could move in together you know, I wasn’t sure how to ask you or what you might say even.” he opened his eyes leaning back to see my reaction. “ I didn’t want you too think I’m rushing you or anything. I just know that I love you and want to live with you okay.” He stares at searching my eyes for an answer. I grab his face again bringing his face closer to mine. Our lips graze together, “ I would love to.” I whisper against him, before kissing him softly. He chuckles into the kiss “ I’m glad.” He says kiss my forehead.
A/N : I don’t own this gif. I wish something like this would happen to me fr.
Jinho would hear you out and attempt to make you smile. He understands that Korea isn’t your hometown but he will do his best to make you happy even if you’re feeling homesick. “Jagi, do you want to go see a movie? I hear this one came out in your hometown and we can even watch it with your native language, i can read the hangul subtitles.”
Hui would try to figure out what’s running through your head as you’re homesick. He’d first try to guess what’s wrong and once he finds out he’ll give you non-stop attention so you wouldn’t feel lonely. “You need me jagi?” Hui would ask and just focus on you.
Hongseok would take you out on a date to places that are similar to your hometown. “Come on, s/o!” I made us reservations in a little special restaurant that you’ve liked for awhile and is similar to home.” Hongseok is great. The sweetest guy to put most of his free time on the one he loves. Seeing you act different was enough for him to get the clue and take care of you.
He’d want to talk it out with you to see on what he could do to help you. “I noticed that you’re acting..umm..sad, kind of. What’s going on?” He would sit you down on the couch and wrap his arms around you and talk out your problems with him. “Just let me know if there is anything I can do for you. I will even rap a song about your home for you jagi.”
“Is it alright if I am able to visit my home and family for awhile?” You would ask. “Its okay. You don’t need to tell me. I know you’ve been homesick so me and the guys got you a plane ticket to go see them.” Shinwon said as he smiled and hugged you. “Are you serious?” You would ask as you start to break down in tears and hug him. “Thank you! Thank you! SO MUCH! I love you Shinwon!” You said and gave him mountains of kisses.
Yeo One would try to compare his life to his s/o. He would talk everything out with you, no doubt. “Jagi, its okay to miss your family and home. I may still be in Korea but I’m not home with my own family. I understand what you’re going through.” Yeo One loves you. He will do anything he can think of to get your mind off of being home sick and try his best to cuddle with you and show his affection.
“What’s going on? Are you alright?” Yan An would ask you questions. He’d question your emotions and actions. Don’t doubt, he’ll try his best to cheer you up. But remember, Yan An understands what you’re going through. He will come too soon realize that you’re homesick and try to cheer you up. And this ball of fluff will succeed in creating your happiness.
“I got you hun.” Yuto would say out of the blue after seeing you upset. “What? What do you mean?” y/n asked. “Just trust me. I’ll take care of everything.” Yuto said and grabbed your hand and took you to the airport. “Why are we here?” y/n asked once again. “We are taking a trip home. Let’s go.” Yuto says as you both head on and board the plane to your hometown. Yuto loves you and will take action to make you smile once again no matter what the cost was.
“We’re going on a trip in our favorite rocket ship!“ Kino would be that ball of happiness and joy to lift your homesickness. He’d actually suggest and take the trip with you to visit your family and home. “Where are we going?!” Kino would say lines from tv shoes like Dora and The Little Einsteins to make you smile and laugh throughout your trip with him. “TO y/n’s HOUSE!” You will be experiencing a great ride along with Kino.
“I understand how you’re feeling. Want to take this opportunity and go see your family?” Wooseok isn’t the oldest member but he will hear you out. He will listen to you and would want to take the trip with you to visit your family. “Hey, now’s the chance to introduce me as your boyfriend once we are there.” He’d be down to go with you and meet your family and leave the best impression he can.
Summary: Requested by Anon: Jealous lucifer or gabriel x reader please! Maybe where reader helps another Angel groom their wings and doesn’t understand how intimate it is or why Lucifer/Gabriel is so jealous. Thanks 😊
Characters: Gabriel x Reader, Lucifer, Sam and Dean (briefly), Michael (mentioned)
Warnings: Jealousy, tiny bit of angst, fluff, implied past sexy-time towards the end
Word Count: 1008
A/N: This is my first request! I had so much fun writing it. This is the first time I’ve written Gabriel and I was a little nervous but I love a challenge. Thank you so much, Anon, for this request. It was so much fun to write! Also, I’d like to thank Mac for being my beta. Again. You’re the bee’s knees, Mac. I’d love to do more requests. Keep ‘em comin’.
You were sitting with the boys in the library, trying to relax. Sam was on his laptop at one of the tables, clicking away. He was probably looking for a hunt, it’d been awhile since the three of you had been out of the bunker and it was taking its toll on all of you. You were sitting at another one of the long tables by yourself, flipping through a newspaper on the off chance you could find a hunt that way. Dean was in a chair in one corner, sulking because you’d snapped at him for not cleaning up after himself in the kitchen.
Around a half an hour later, you got up and folded the newspaper back up, tossing it on the table. Raising an eyebrow at Dean, where he was still sulking, you shook your head and went to the kitchen to fix sandwiches for you and the boys. You didn’t normally make them food, but you were tired of Dean’s pouting and you knew this would cheer him up. After you took the boys each a plate, satisfied that Dean had forgiven you, you went back to the kitchen to clean up. As you were putting the supplies away, you heard a flutter of wings which caused you to roll your eyes.