As teenagers we have all struggled with falling asleep at one point or another. Our sleeping patterns are always out of control and we constantly feel tired. Hopefully a few tips from myself will help you keep that fatigue under control!
This is based on a prompt that went through shittycarryonaus at some point I think? And people were saying they wanted to see it done but as far as I can tell nobody ever wrote it. AU where there is only one bed.
it was never really fine, Baz hated
me from the moment we met, and now I was expected to spend the next eight years
sharing a bed with him. Turns out there was a downside to having the biggest
room in Mummers House, since it wasn’t originally supposed to be for students
and apparently no-one had thought to bring in two separate beds, and no matter
how much I bugged the Mage, it never seemed to get done. Eventually I just
It was fine in first year. We were eleven years old and it was a huge double
bed. We’d curl up on opposite sides with our backs to each other, pretending
the other one wasn’t there. Once we stopped fighting over it and Baz stopped
trying to intimidate me into sleeping on the floor, it was easy enough to get
used to it.
Summary: All these years together, and you had to fall in love before he goes.
A/N: Real life is taking away the best of me. So I needed to write, even though my brain doesn’t let me. Have fun with this little story. I also recommend you guys to listen to this before or while reading it for a major effect.
A special thanks to Jade (@brighterlights ) for being my beta reader, who has spent a valuable amount of time helping me with my grammar mistakes and poor phrasing. Thank you so much for being this awesome and kind, I appreciate you tons.♥
was one of those unusual nights where cold beers end up losing their freshness
after being left on the coffee table for way too long. Those nights that remain
unnoticed on the electricity bill at the end of the month. Those nights when
the alarm sounds, you’re already awake. Yes, they were exceptional nights. But
so typical when he was involved in them.
His presence in your life was sporadic,
but his memory was splattered all around you. You had pictures, stolen hoodies,
his old dog tags, and diaries saved in a tiny box hidden under your bed. He
even said once that your place was the best for him to hide his heart because
nobody would search for it outside the battlefield.
Request: what if you do a steve harrington x reader based on the song of “Baby it’s cold outside”, like by having it kinda similar to the song? Please and thank you! You can also make it they way you want it too!
Changed this one a little, I’m not a big fan of the song! Basically Steve and reader weather out a snow storm together! Fluff ensues!
It’s that time of the year where spooks, goblins and all things scary
supposedly come out….or, you just dress up and cosplay for fun! Happy
Halloween all! The Saiyuki boys have also gotten into the spirit.
And here is….Sanzo. He is my favorite but I won’t lie: I’m a little disappointed in his costume. Well, leave it to
Sanzo-sama to be the zebra man and wear whatever goes easy with black and white. We know he doesn’t like complicated
things, so it looks to me he grabbed a random ripped bed sheet already falling apart, shred it some more and tossed it
You could say it seems to be inspired by the headless horseman, but there is no horse here. Sanzo merely is
holding a pumpkin. At least he doesn’t look quite grumpy as usual? Maybe they just forced him into this one…who knows.
*le sigh* Come now San-chan! You’re always more stylish than this! But I get a feeling he did make up for it eventually.
Either way, Halloween Sanzo is a fun Sanzo. This completes the set of the Halloween Ikkou. ♥
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Thirst Party Saturday Crew, welcome aboard our jaunty ship once
again! Tagging our usual suspects, the Prince Of Badasses @toxiicpop,
Strowman’s Maestro @hardcorewwetrash and the All-Seeing Polaris @oraclegazes!
(Also I apologize, but due to my laptop losing its mind
every time I try to tag people I’m going to abandon
the ‘new tagees’ list. I am so sorry everyone! D: ) Enjoy!
Pairing: Jughead x Reader Word Count:
2,442 Warnings: None that I can think of! A/N: My first writing attempt in a while… can you see the rust falling off? This has the potential to be multi-chapter.
The escape was a muscle memory: one hand on the windowsill and one gripping the branch below. She gave in to gravity and let the momentum carry her towards the tree’s sturdy trunk–the only stable thing in Riverdale right now. Since the summer–since Jason Blossom and Sweet Water River–the ground beneath her feet had been shifting and falling out from under her. The town was losing its foundation and didn’t see it. Not yet.
She was halfway out of her window when the glass shattered followed by a loaded silence. Then a man thundered his outrage and a woman followed with a defiant screech. Calm over, storm to be continued throughout the night.