ones of those days

Birthday Surprise

Summary: In which a day you’re dreading becomes a day you’ll never forget.

Pairing: Sam Wilson x Reader

Word Count: 2,652

A/N: Happy happy birthday, @sebseyesandbuckysthighs! I adore you with all my heart and I hope you have the amazing day you deserve! This one’s for you, my fellow X-Files lover :) (And shoutout to the lovely ladies at the Avengers Trash Tower™️ for letting me include them in this)

@avengerstories - Thank you, as always for being such an amazing editor and friend.

Originally posted by rottentomatoes

On regular days, waking up in the morning is a slow process. You’ll start by rubbing the sleep out of your eyes and do some stretches while lying down. Sometimes, if you’re lucky, you’ll fall right back asleep. Other times, you’ll just stay wrapped up in your blankets and bask in the serene silence of your soundproofed room.

Today isn’t one of those regular days. It could’ve been if Tony hadn’t opened his big mouth in front of the team a few days ago and informed everyone of your upcoming birthday. You genuinely thought that Wanda was going to faint when he made the announcement that made you want to wring his neck.

You love the team, you really do, and you understand how important birthdays are to them. For you however, the same can’t be said. You never understood the need to make such a big deal out of that single day of the year. Surely there were more important things to celebrate.

Your attempts to douse the flames of their excitement after that were futile. Wanda and Nat were already making plans for a party. Clint was quick to jump in with decoration ideas, while Tony was offering up his credit card to pay for everything. Steve was thinking about what kind of cake you might like and he recruited Bruce and Bucky to help him.

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I made a super quick and simple tarot spread based on taking things “one day at a time”, for those of us who are feeling overwhelmed by a situation. This spread is designed to give fast advice on the day you’re reading for in a non-cluttered way. Hope this helps! I’d love to see people using this so feel free to tag me if you do! :)

Card One- Today’s Challenge: This card is basically self-explanatory. Pull a card to give you a hint about a problem or challenge you may face today.

Card Two- Solution to Problems that may Arise Today: This is the advice card. Pull a card to give you an idea of how to go about solving whatever comes up today. For example, pulling the Queen of Swords could indicate that you need to handle today’s issues with logic and controlled temper, and leave emotions out of it.

so u know how I’ve spent like 3 years on this site talking shit about my biological father? Yeah he was on my bus today, 90% sure we made eye contact, I ended up getting off the bus like 10 stops early and walking almost 2 miles home while getting weird looks from everyone I passed because I kept going from apathetic to crying

anonymous asked:

hi vic. i need help on how to not do projects at the very last second before turning it in. i procrastinate so much which leads me to have stress and issues when working on the project

I can’t say I relate because I don’t procrastinate until the very end of a project. Like, as soon as I get an assignment, especially in university, I immediately start thinking of how I’m going to do it, then I create a skeleton outline - this works well for essay/paper type assignments - just an easy first step of outlining what you’re going to write about, then doing some basic research, taking a break, then tackling the assignment one section at a time. 

Some people thrive under deadlines and hold off productivity until the very last moment, but it sounds like maybe this is too stressful for you. So yeah I would recommend you trying to break your projects up into basic, logical steps, and then tackling each of those steps/sections - maybe one a day or one a week, obviously depending on your deadline space. Good luck! 

Today marks 3 years from my mother’s death, and it is one of those days in which you do not know what type of emotion can run through your head. And everything reminds me of her, of her warm embrace, her nervous laughter, her love-starved heart, and the immensity of her eyes. I remember that afternoon when we were driving back home, and she asked me about him.. She told me she would love me regardless. I never told her about him, never told anyone, but she knew, mothers know everything. How about that night she saw me smirking while I was replying to his messages, and she told me that she hadn’t seen me that happy in many many years; and I just wanted to tell her that indeed, the wrong person was making me the happiest man on earth. But I was afraid, I was so afraid to lose you mom. Little did I know that I would lose both of them in a heart beat. Then I understood, in the misery of my sorrows…  That was life, and that old loves tell no tales, but neither do dead women. Then I understood, drowning in my tears, that you cannot take anything for granted. 

Dear Mother, I wish I could have had the courage to tell you I had fell for a man, I wish I could have had that conversation with you, and I wish I could have asked for comfort words when he broke my heart.

Dear Mother, forgive me for what I had said, forgive me for running away from you. Forgive my past, and forgive yours.

Dear Mother, I wanted you to know that there is nothing I wish for the most, than to come home, go straight to your bedroom and get my goodnight kiss, along with your blessing before I am off to my sleep.

Dear lover, forgive me if I loved you too harsh, forgive me I had taken 1000 moments for granted. Forgive me if I asked for too much…

Please, forgive me.

I’m having one of those days (or weeks, I guess) when the fact of existing and doing the things I do for myself and my loved ones is just overwhelming. And then there’s this damn country to contend with. It’s raining and windy so I went to the gym instead of running. Now I guess I’ll find dinner for us even though I just want cookies. I guess chicken and vegetables. Like you do. Then laundry. And trying not to be too down.

TLDR I’m in a funk but it’s fine.

I'm really tired.

I’m sorry if the following is a little scattered. I’m sort of working through my feelings on this matter. 

 Yesterday should have been a fantastic day for me as a Blacklist fan that loves Tom Keen, but it ended with me staring blankly attack computer screen and feeling utterly depressed over it. I don’t know if it was just one of those days or if this fandom made it one of those days, but it shouldn’t have been.

People have different opinions. That’s one of the things that makes the world go ‘round. I do my best to be respectful of those different opinions, though I know I don’t always hit the mark, especially when I can’t quite understand the point of view. Sometimes that comes from limited information on my end, sometimes just such a different point of view that I don’t understand. Personally, I have a bad habit of having a knee-jerk reaction to things. I get very frustrated, but perspective helps, and that tends to come with time and more information. As much as I struggle to get out of my own head and try to see things from a different perspective, i can’t always manage. I’m sorry if I ever come across rudely because of it.

This fandom seems to have been on edge lately and I think we’re feeding off each other. I’m including myself in that. I feel like whenever anything hits the news I’m ducking for cover and readying for a fight, and that’s absurd. Sometimes people are venting their frustrations, sometimes they’re lashing out at the easiest target, or any other number of reasons they do what they do.

I hope we can find a way to speak respectfully to each other, even when we don’t agree. Especially when we don’t agree. I have friends all over this fandom and I love you all dearly. I’m talking to myself just as much as I am to the fandom in this post. We may have different views, but presumably, we all love the same show. There are times when I seriously consider leaving this fandom. I have a lot of ties to it and am involved in a lot of things. Honestly, that’s what keeps me from throwing my hands up entirely some days. That and some of the friends that I’ve met here that I care a great deal about. I’m going to try to keep things positive here. I won’t always succeed, but I’m going to try, because I want to focus on the best part of this fandom. The ones that lift up rather than tearing down.

Cassian Andor x Reader Fic Preview

It’s not exactly my first choice of “chunk” to share with you, but so far, it’s the only one I haven’t deleted and re-written a million times–and I’ve been promising a preview for a few days, now. This is one of those “I know exactly what I want to say, but I don’t know how the fuck to say it” type fics and it is making me dead inside. 

Cassian never felt the need to announce himself. He preferred to be quiet and fluid—an observer—rather than an overcoming presence that captured everyone’s breath the second he entered a room. When it was prudent, he could make himself big. He could peel away at even the most layered egos in a quiet, intimate setting, where his voice barely had to raise above a whisper to sound dominant…but that was only when it was necessary. His interactions with others were always thought out, creating a sort of delicate ecosystem on the base where half of the people ducked their eyes down when he passed by, and the other half only knew him through vague rumors that were often written off. It kept him unpredictable to everyone except you.

Somehow you managed to figure him out, and the only thing about that that surprised you, was the fact that he was completely okay with it. You had a mutual fascination with one another, and soon, that fascination turned into a sweltering romance.

At first it was just sex with a purpose. You’d give each other a much needed release from the tension that the cause gave you on a daily basis, but soon, you appreciated each other for more than that. You’d hang around each other simply because you enjoyed each other’s presence. You kept things quiet, only interacting at night when he’d slip into your room and wrap his arms around you. Words were few and far between on both ends because you knew that if you started, you wouldn’t be able to stop, and that sort of vulnerability wasn’t an opulence you had as long as the fight was going on. It was a strange relationship. The sort of thing that only you both understood, but it worked.

And then, all of it changed.

Today was one of those days that just felt beautifully serendipitous, like we are exactly where we should be right in this very moment. I am unbelievably excited for this new year and all the changes ahead. ❤

the-last-hair-bender  asked:

Hey pop. I'm sorry you're having a bad brain day. I offer you a thousand snuggles and a bouquet of kittens to make you smile. I'm glad your fic is getting lots of hits and kudos!

*hand wave* Blame the uterus! I really *squints and thinks* don’t have anything to feel bad about today, I just feel bad. But also happy? But also this is one of those days I’m not sure how I feel. Idk. Are you feeling alright?

I’ll happily take the snuggles and the kittens as long as they’re not soaked in water and tied together with pretty paper. Do they come with their own vase? Haha. Oh I want a kitten. His/Her name will be Physics. Because she/he will defy them like all cats do.

I’m glad the fic is too, man. It’s weird to have that happen, you know? I’m afraid I’m gonna wake up one morning and it’ll be like some kind of fandom wide prank and all my work sucks or something. *shrugs* Performance anxiety is weird.

how do i let kdin know i love and appreciate her