so I could actually do productive things today

I Guess They Know

Anon: “Could I have a Mikey Way imagine please?”

A/N: Sorry this toook so long! I know, I suck. Anyways, this is what I came up with, lol

(Y/N)’S POV 

You sit at your desk, rapidly typing away at your computer at 11:45 pm. You’ve been on your computer for so long that your eyes were basically beginning to burn. This was nothing new for you considering you’re a pretty successful youtuber. You make about $2 Million a year with 7M subscribers making you basically internet famous. You spend a lot of time where you are right now, editing your videos in the office you share with your boyfriend Mikey. The thing is, nobody knows that you two are dating. You’ve been together for 2 years, live in the same house, you even have 2 dogs. But since you began to get famous, you both just decided to keep your relationship secret. If it eventually got out, you wouldn’t mind that much, but what’s the rush?

You’re just finishing editing your vlog from yesterday to post today even though it’s getting pretty late. Someone opens the door, letting light flood into the room. It makes you squint since the only other light source is the light from your computer screen. Mikey comes up behind you and drapes his arms over your shoulders.

“When are you coming to bed?” He whines tiredly. You chuckle but continue clicking away. You stop and spin your chair around to face him.

“A few minutes. I promise.” You give him puppy dog eyes.

“You said that an hour ago.” He smirks and you turn back around.

“I know, I know, I’m sorry. Final Cut crashed and erased a whole hour’s worth of work. I promise this time.” He nods and rubs his eyes before leaving you to finish your work. Once you finally upload the video to YouTube, you yawn and shut your laptop before going to join Mikey in bed.

The next morning, you wake up and roll over to be face to face with Mikey.

“Good morning, beautiful.” He smiles and cups you face in his hand, gently rubbing his thumb across your cheekbone.

“Morning.” You whisper, smiling back. You roll onto your back and stretch as you begin to really wake up.

“What time is it?” You ask through a yawn.

“About 12.” You nod and reach over to your nightstand to check your phone. Per usual, you have a ton of notifications from every social media account you have. You lock your phone and sit up, thinking about what you’re plans are for today.

“What do you have to do today?” You ask him and he shrugs.

“Nothing really. I figured I’d go spend all those gift cards I got for my birthday. Wanna come?” You sigh and rub your face.

“I do. But I can’t, I gotta film today. Sorry babe.” You give him a sad smile and wraps his arms around you, kissing your head.

“It’s fine. I’ll ask Gee. I think he wanted to go anyways even though one of those gift cards is from him.” You both laugh. 

Eventually, you drag yourself out of bed and get dressed so you could actually be productive. Since you probably weren’t going to leave the house, you vlogged your morning routine since it’s the most interesting thing that’s probably going to happen today. You carried around your little camera as you made breakfast, let the dogs out, did your hair, and talked about your plans for the day. Before you could even get started filming for main channel video which is a Q & A, Mikey was already back and he was excited.

“Babe, guess what I got!” You finish setting up your camera in front of the couch and look over at him as he sets his stuff down on the floor except for one box.

“What?” You ask curiously. He opens the small box and pulls out a mug. You just chuckled at his excitement over something so simple. He hands it to you so you can see it.

“This is actually pretty cool.” You smile and he nods in agreement as you give it back to him.

“Gerard gave it to me.” He says as he admires it again. You giggle, he’s just too cute! He sets it down on the table and picks up the rest of his bags and takes them upstairs as you start recording, pulling up questions on your phone. In the middle of filming, he comes back downstairs with his bass in one hand and his phone in the other, staring down at it and barely paying attention to where he’s walking.

“What are you doing?” You ask, scrunching your eyebrows together in confusion. He still doesn’t look up from his phone as he walks over to the table, resting his guitar against the wall.

“I’m going in the basement to work on a thing…. but I forgot to post about my mug on Instagram.” You playfully roll your eyes as he takes a picture and then sits in the kitchen.

“Are you still going downstairs or can I keep filming?” You ask. He finally looks up from his phone, suddenly aware of his surroundings.

“Oh, you can keep going. I got distracted.” You nod as he looks back down, rapidly typing on his phone but not making a sound so you could finish. You answer questions for about another hour, stopping once to ask Mikey how to pronounce a word which you both failed at and ended up asking Siri. Once you’re done, stand up, stretching since you’ve been sitting for so long. You leave the camera set up because you’re too lazy to take it down at the moment.

“Babe, can you let the dogs in?” You ask as you grab your laptop off the couch. You only put the dogs outside when you’re filming since they’re very loud and like to bark at everything.

“Yeah, one sec.” He replies as you head upstairs to the office to start editing.

It’s only 6pm so you should be done around 9:30-ish. You edit out all the parts where you stutter, when Mikey came downstairs, and when you re-recorded because you realized you had a piece of hair sticking out all crazy. You add music and sound effects and all the rest until you’re finally finished. Once you upload the video, you feel like you’re done but obviously you’re not. You have to tweet about it, post about it on instagram, and tell everyone on snapchat so you weren’t really done. It all gets tiring sometimes but at the end of the day, you couldn’t be happier. You make money doing something you love, you get to share your life with your amazing boyfriend, and you honestly couldn’t ask for more.

You go check the comments on your vlog from yesterday, giggling at the funny ones and just seeing what people thought. You almost scrolled past one of the second top comments but you caught a glimpse of the words ‘Mikey from mcr’ which made you do a double take.

“MIKEY!” You yell for him and after a few seconds he comes running the room.

“What happened?! What?!” He asks, clearly thinking something was wrong.

“Look at this!” You say, pointing to your screen. He squints at the screen for a second since he isn’t wearing his glasses.

“This one?” He asks in confirmation. You nod before he begins to read the comment out loud.

Did anyone else notice her shirt in the beginning is just like the one Mikey from mcr used to wear? lol” He reads then shrugs a little.

“So? Tons of people could have that shirt.” He says looking at you. You scroll down to the responses to show him what you’re talking about:

It has the holes in it and everything! omg XD’

‘I noticed another shirt that I recognized from mikey in another video but i forgot which one’

‘do they know each other?’

‘they met once at a show’

‘what if they’re friends?!?!’

We both start laughing at how much thought was put into this.

“That’s hilarious.” He comments raising his eyebrows.

“What if they figure it out?” You ask hypothetically, knowing that is nearly impossible. He responds with another shrug.

“Then whatever. It doesn’t really matter anymore, to be honest.” You nod in agreement. 

“We should go get ice cream.” He says, changing the topic and you stretch, finally done for the day. 

“It’s 9 o’clock but we really should. Let’s go.”

~~~~~~~2 DAYS LATER~~~~~~~

You’re sitting on the couch next to Mikey, checking emails and stuff as he watched some action movie. Suddenly, you receive a text from a friend of yours who’s also a pretty popular Youtuber. It’s a link to a video so you click it, wondering what it is. You guys were always sharing cool videos wth each other. Once the video finally loads, your eyes pop out of your head.

‘Proof that Mikey Way and (Y/N) (Y/L/N) are secretly dating!!!’

You lightly slap Mikey’s arm a couple times as the video begins.

“Yeah?” He asks looking over at you. You hold the phone up so he could see as you begin to watch in complete shock. The person, who was basically a gossip/drama account on youtube, had taken all the evidence that your fans had gathered and created a whole explanation.

Apparently, aside from the shirt incident (which there was a side by side for), people had noticed Mikey’s guitar in the background of your Q & A video as well as the mug on the table, which he had posted a picture of on Instagram that same day (these also came with side by side photos as proof). They even noticed that in some of his old Instagram photos, the comforter on the bed was the same as the one in your vlogs from forever ago.  And if all of that wasn’t crazy enough, they concluded that Mikey was the person behind the camera based on the few words he spoke while trying to help you pronounce the word in a question in your last video.

You were both left speechless as the video ended, staring at the phone screen with open mouths.

“How did they….”

“When did I even….”

“Is that even….”

“What the actual fuck…” Mikey says, being the first one of you two spit out a full sentence. 

You aggressively open up twitter to see if it had spread and it had, of course. There was already a trending hashtag which you clicked on. The most popular tweet with the hashtag was someone sharing the video. The tweet had 12.6k likes and 6.4k retweets. This account is a pretty popular fan account dedicated to you and you’ve definitely seen the username before because this person had so many followers and was constantly tagging you in stuff. You actually follow them and had replied to a couple of their tweets once which might explain why they’re so popular.

You both look at each other, unable to grasp how in such a small amount of time, the idea that the two of you even knew each other had turned into proof of you two dating. You start cracking up at how insane this all is. You both laugh until you have tears in your eyes from how ridiculously weird the internet can be.

“Oh my fucking god, I can’t….” He starts laughing again.

“I can’t believe that just happened!” You couldn’t even speak from laughing so hard, you just nod and wipe your eyes. Once you both calm down and just kind of recap everything that just happened in your mind you clap your hands together in conclusion.

“Well, I guess they know.” You turn to him and smile. He looks at you contently before he kisses your cheek and pulls you into his body, hugging you tightly.

“I guess they do. I can finally share you with the world now.“


anonymous asked:

hi prim! do you have any tips how could i change my life? i always do the same things every single day and i rarely do fun and adventurous things because i'm stuck in my comfort zone :( thanks and have a nice day <3

Hi love! First of all, I would like to say that bringing change to your life is quite different for everyone but here are some of the things I did for myself:

  • Try to face your fears. If you’re scared of joining the debate team because you suck at public speaking, give it a try! Try and learn new things like hiking, biking, etc! We’ll never know what’s actually in store for you if you never tried. But it is also important to know your limits. If it’s physically compromising your health, stop it.
  • Acknowledge your mistakes and learn from them. There are plenty of things that we could have done better but instead of stressing over what we should have done, let’s focus on learning from it instead. Regretting over things will get you nowhere but the same spot you have been ages ago. Forget about your past and focus on what you could do today.
  • Set mini but achievable goals. I like to follow this little advice because it makes me feel productive every time! This is a pretty general tip but by doing this, you can actually feel that you are doing something different!
  • Keep a journal. This is something so simple but keeping track of your progress is very therapeutic. It can also help you be more creative!

Hope this helps, love! I wish you all the best for this very personal journey x


10/7/18: so, yesterday I actually didn’t have time to write an update here. Which is pretty cool, because for last weeks scrolling through Tumblr was most productive thing I could bring myself to doing.
Yesterday I had morning coffee with a friend, cleaned my room, read a little, started studying for philosophy revision exam and then went to a party.
Today is pretty similar, I woke up, spend half a day reading and now I’m back at philosophy for a moment.
My only regret is I can’t force myself to get up earlier than at 12 am, so today I plan to go easy on alcohol and try to get up before 10 am.
Wish me luck!

anonymous asked:

murasakibara getting in a fight with somebody bc they were bullying his s/o?

Murasakibara?? fighting??? okay im actually going to not go sleep and write something today. this is my productive thing for the day [sorry guys, I’ve been making stuff for my bff’s birthday and cleaning (eww i know)]

-Admin Nanacchi

For the past couple of weeks, Murasakibara noticed you were acting differently. Whenever you came to school in the mornings you usually were smiling happily, walking without a care in the world; now you seemed to hide yourself behind him, walking carefully, shaking hard enough that he could feel you doing so. During free time, you would stick close to the giant, not leaving his side at all, and at the end of the school day you’d even beg him to walk you home. 

It was getting to the point that Murasakibara was getting worried. Murasakibara didn’t like that. If it was anyone else, he’d immediately tell them to leave him alone, but it was you. You were his girlfriend, and it was giving him this feeling of uneasiness. 

“_____chin?” Murasakibara pulled a chair out to sit in front of you. You fumbled with your chopsticks in surprise, only to drop them. Luckily, Murasakibara’s hand was there, catching them. You gave him a strained smile. “T-Thank you.”

“_____-chin.” He said again making you pause slightly as you reached to take your chopsticks. 

“Yes Mura-kun?”

“Why are you always with me?”

You blushed a bit. “Y-You don’t want me near you?” Murasakibara only stared at you tiredly. Dipping your head down a bit, you bit your cheeks, not letting him see the flash of fear in your eyes. “A-Ah, gomen, I didn’t mean to annoy you Mura-kun.” Turning to him, you gave him a big smile. “I’ll walk home by myself then today!” Getting up you took your chopsticks from his grasp, pecking him on the cheek before taking your stuff elsewhere, muttering you forgot you had to meet someone during lunch. Once you left, Murasakibara frowned. He didn’t mean to make you upset, he only meant to ask why you had stuck close to him so much. Guess he would have to ask you before you left on your way home today. 

After a while, Murasakibara took out his own lunch and began to eat. He slurped his juice noisily, trying to get every drop of it before moving on to his dessert of the day. “Atsushi?” Murasakibara turned to see Tatsuya cocking his head at him. “Where’s ____? It’s unlike her to not be with you.”

“_____-chin said she had to go somewhere.”

“Eh?” Tatsuya furrowed his eyebrows in confusion. “But, I just passed her while I walked here.” 


Tatsuya nodded towards the window. “Over there.” 

Curious, Murasakibara got up and walked over while nibbling on a chocolate bar. Looking outside the window, he did indeed see you were there. He could tell by the ribbon on your head that it was you. No one else wore a purple ribbon, but you, but then again he was the one who gave it to you. However, what caught his attention was a guy who stood extremely close to you. You seemed really uncomfortable and even from in position, Murasakibara could tell that the guy was bothering you. 

Rushing out of the classroom, Murasakibara chewed his food quickly as he walked faster and faster to the back of the school. Once he reached outside he caught a gist of what the guy and you were saying. It only made his blood boil.

“You think you’re so great huh?” The boy flicked your forehead causing you to flinch. Looking downward you tried to avoid his gaze. You yelped when he pulled your chin up forcefully to look at him. Eyes wide with fear you tried to pull away. “Look at me when I speak to you trash.”

The boy smirked when he saw you squirm. “You’re going to give me and my buddies a few ‘tutor sessions’ or else.”

“I already said I don’t want t-” You recoiled from being slapped in the face. Placing a hand on your cheek, your eyes started to water. 

“You think you’re so smart huh? Hiding behind your boyfriend these past few weeks so I wouldn’t bother you? Trying to go home early?” You cringed when you heard him snicker. “Well you’re not because look at you, you’re stuck,” The boy leaned over to your ear, pulling your ribbon off harshly and whispered. “with me, and you’re going to do everything I tell you whether you like it or no-”

Shocked, you saw the boy being held up in the air. Murasakibara held the guy, glaring at him angrily. So this was the reason to why _____chin was always with me. Now it made sense. You were being bullied by some low-life guy who wanted to use you for his advantages. Feeling slightly hurt that you didn’t tell him the reason for your actions, Murasakibara pushed it aside in favor of the rage he felt for the boy. Throwing him down, Murasakibara began to kick him. “Don’t bother ____-chin.” He threatened. “Or else you won’t walk again.” As he reached to kick him again, Murasakibara felt someone wrap their arms around him. Stopping in mid-kick he looked down to see you bury your face in his back, arms around his waist. 

“It’s okay Mura-kun.” He heard you say. “Please stop, I don’t want him to get hurt.”

“But he hurt my _____chin.”

“It’s okay.” You looked at him with scared eyes. “I don’t want you to get in trouble too.”

Taking a final glance at the cowering boy, Murasakibara sneered at him. “Weak. You pick on a girl and talk about me yet you’re on the ground.” Not sparing him another look, Murasakibara pulled you over and carried you. Setting you on the bench, he leaned over, taking the ribbon off the ground and retired it on your head. Murasakibara began to take all your stuff  before taking you to the nurses office. 

“Mura-kun…” He looked down at you right when you decided to lean towards his cheek, giving him a small kiss. “Thank you.”

Looking away with a slight blush Murasakibara only grunted. He’d do anything for you; you were his _____chin and he was dead set on protecting on what was his.

anonymous asked:

“I can’t breathe” for steve please <3

It hits you like a truck. Standing in front of Steve half an hour before the ceremony in your wedding dress, you’re hit with a feeling that you cannot describe. You figure that Steve must feel the same, because you watch as he stares at you with tear-filled eyes, his Adam’s apple bobbing as he tries to form words. You smile at your soon-to-be husband, and he smiles back at you.

“I can’t breathe.” You whisper, and he takes your hands.

He chuckles, nodding, “I can’t either.” He looks down at your dress, “Look at you, though. You look absolutely beautiful, sweetheart.” Steve kisses your forehead, “I can’t even imagine how much of a mess I would’ve been if we hadn’t seen each other before you walked.”

“We both would’ve been a mess.” You laugh, letting go of his hands to press down the collar of his military uniform. After that is finished, you move your hands again to wrap your arms around his neck. Steve settles his on your waist. But really, you are truly happy that you and Steve agreed that it wouldn’t be “bad luck” to see one another before the wedding. After all, anything could happen, and it would not be a product of your groom seeing you before your ceremony. Steve wraps his arms tighter around your waist, pulling you into a hug. You close your eyes, pressing your face into his neck.

“We’re getting married today.” You hear your fiance murmur. You nod, smiling when he squeezes you tighter. “I don’t know what I did to make you fall in love with me, or to convince you to actually marry me, but thank you so much for letting me become your husband.” 

“Thank you for letting it be so easy to do all of those things.” You pull your head back, smiling up at Steve. The both of you raise your heads as Bucky and Natasha call out the time left for the both of you. You rest your head against Steve’s chest and feel him nod to your friends. His hands begin to move up and down your back slowly, and the both of you spend the rest of your time together in silence.

And when Natasha and Bucky come to take the both of you your separate ways. Steve frowns at them, before looking to you. “You know, once we’re married, I’m not letting you out of my reach.”

You laugh, “Don’t be so dramatic, Stevie.”

“Oh no, I’m being serious.” Steve smiles at you, before pressing a quick kiss to your lips. “I’ll see you soon.”

“Absolutely. And it’ll be for a much longer time this next time, too.”

“Thank God.”

when I have hard work I don’t know how to make progress on, I have this bad habit of, like, trying to do things that look like progress instead of things that actually might help.

like, I have a difficult CS problem set. I don’t know how to approach it. So today I rewatched the lecture videos. I knew the lecture videos wouldn’t help me, I knew the lecturer is not great, and I knew I would be no closer to understanding the problem set when I’d finished. But “rewatch the lecture videos” is a productive thing to do, in the general vicinity of “work on my CS problem set”, and so after I’d done it I could say “I worked on CS for three hours!” and feel less bad about not knowing how to do it -

- despite the fact that I’m not being graded on how much I worked on my CS, I’m being graded on whether it works, and I’m not taking this class for the grade anyway, I’m taking it to learn how to use probabilistic graphical models.