how to survive bad school days, from morning till night
my last year of high school starts rather soon, and i’ve had more than my fair share of days when i wake up wanting to cry. there aren’t many things you can do when obligations like school force you to get over it as soon as it starts, so here are some tips to make your day better.
1. dress opposite the way you feel.even though sweats might be super tempting, dress up. wear your favorite pair of jeans, or a dress, or your cutest sneakers, even. wear bright colors at least. sweatpants and such will just make you feel even more blah and unfocused throughout the day.
2. moisturize!this might seem like an odd idea, but moisturizing and going into school glowy and soft definitely helps me feel more comfortable and less ugh during the school day. it helps keep me in my home-y comfort zone, if that makes sense.
3. carry something from home.this can be a book (even if you don’t read it), a tube of chapstick, a big waterbottle, etc… i have even gone as far as wrapping myself in a small blanket and walking around like that for the day. if you like this option and don’t feel comfortable wearing it, fold it up and place it in your backpack, just so you know it’s there.
4. plan out your day.even if it’s just making a mental note, tell and remind yourself of the things your going to do and when. this will get rid of any unnecessary stress and pressure. if something unexpected comes up, this will also help you manage your time a little better.
5. eat and drink happy things!pick today to pack a lunch, no matter what your usual routine is. drink plenty of water throughout this day, and eat as many fruits and veggies as you can. fill a reusable water bottle with water, fruit (like lemon or strawberries), and chia seeds! it’s perfect to sip throughout the day for a reboot or just to boost your mood.
6. when you get home, bathe immediately!wash off the day’s dirt. drop everything as soon as you get home, and either jump in the shower or relax in a bath with your favorite soaps and scents and a book. give yourself a break before you have to get back to work.
7. don’t ignore your work.by work, i mean school work. if you’re having a bad day, don’t hesitate to take a break from talking to people or running (low-priority) errands. you don’t want to ignore schoolwork, though, because teachers aren’t the most lenient people in the world, and getting it done will take a lot off of your shoulders. pushing it away will only gain you more bad days.
8. go to bed. get sleep! you want to be refreshed and happy for the next day, even if it’s a weekend. there’s a good chance your bad day began because you didn’t get enough sleep, or because you were ripped out of bed. reward yourself with rest after a long day.
▹ pairing: Jeongguk x reader ▹ words: 18,102I’m so sorry ▹ genre: smut, fluff, light angst, friends to lovers
You and Jeongguk propose at restaurants to get free food, but somewhere along the way you start to fall for him.
You never thought Jeongguk would actually take you up on the whole fake proposals thing. When you had suggested the idea to him, he’d just laughed and said “yeah”, then continued playing Fallout 4. You hadn’t actually meant it; the idea was one of those you vaguely imagine it happening, but not really, which is why when he brought it up weeks later suggesting you try it out, you thought he was kidding.
He wasn’t, and this is
how you end up in one of the city’s nicer restaurants on a fake date with your
UPDATE: this is so weird but for some reason the texture of the old mesh I put this over is showing up for other people. Somehow this didn’t show up for me in my CAS but I know exactly how to fix it! I can’t get to my computer now but I’ll have it fixed as soon as I get back. Sorry for this inconvenience!!
UPDATE UPDATE: PLEASE REDOWNLOAD !!! it should be fixed!!! I feel so bad for not being able to fix it earlier but i literally couldn’t fix it until i got home from work. the file is updated so please download at the same link and let it overwrite the existing file in your mods folder.
;summary — working the graveyard shift means you’re exhausted by the time 9am comes around. lucky for you, 9am happens to be your neighbors’ favorite time for obnoxious sex. lucky for them, you’re always up for a challenge. shitty neighbors don’t always have to be a bad thing.
;warnings — language | mild unintentional voyeurism/mentions of exhibitionism | slight instances of jealousy | unprotected sex | oral sex | face-sitting | mentions of masturbation | very mild cumplay | soft dom/sub tones
;word count — 11k
;a/n — this wasn’t the hoseok story i originally wanted to post this week but this idea really excited me. happy hixtape season, everyone!
Bujo spreads for the month of feb! I think having a 5-day work week has been taking a toll on me (っ- ‸ – ς) every day i come home feeling so exhausted that i barely have enough energy to even do anything remotely productive lol (though i’m kinda proud of myself for surviving 3 months of office work so far HAHAHA) plus there are uni applications to worry about especially with my sub-par grades my choices are quite limited siannn ಥ_ಥ sending them in soon, praying super hard that I’ll be able to get into the courses/schools that i want ;_;
(ps.i took some photos from @seigakun bc kou’s photog is A++ and i couldn’t resist)
Yuri on Ice interview translation - CREA 2017/03 (p34-35)
Second part of the YOI interviews featured on CREA. As for the one with Kubo, more than “interviews” they are like “mini articles” that incorporate what the interviewed people said. The interviews are with Kenji Miyamoto (choreographer), Eiji Abiko & Junpei Tatenaka (figure skating animators), Yuuko Sagiri (original costume designer), Keisuke Tominaga (music producer).
Random note: thanks to this magazine I was finally able to know that Sagiri’s name is “Yuuko”. When I translated her interview on Pash I did lots of research but wasn’t able to find out the pronunciation so I used Yuiko because that was what came out searching for the name alone, but now it’s confirmed that it’s Yuuko so as soon as I have time I’ll edit that interview to fix it. I swear all magazines should be obliged to provide the pronunciation of names, because sometimes it’s really hard to find out how the kanji are pronounced when it’s not famous people with Wikipedia pages and such…
By the way, the issue of Pash coming out today (Feb. 10th) has an article I was really looking forward to (the second part of Kubo’s detailed commentary on each episode), so I’ll probably spend the night translating it when I get home from work. Also because I want to post it before the YOI all night event on Saturday (I’m going to the live viewing).
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The reality as expressed by 5 people who created “Yuri on Ice”
Reality #2: Choreography x Kenji Miyamoto “The footage taken with the camcorder was the key to create realistic and powerful anime scenes”
Profile: From Hyogo prefecture. After retiring from competitive ice dance in 2006 he started working as a choreographer and commentator. With director Sayo Yamamoto’s “ENDLESS NIGHT” for the first time he was involved in creating figure skating choreographies for an anime.
The choreographies for all characters’ programs were created by choreographer Kenji Miyamoto. He created them integrating the music with the information he received from director Yamamoto and Kubo regarding the characters and their programs. What was different than usual is that the songs for the FS were 4 minutes long instead of 4:30 minutes. “In the anime characters need less strokes to speed up, so it’s possible to use less ‘transitions’, the movements connecting different techniques. I cut down on those and made the programs more compact.” Miyamoto was filmed with 4 fixed cameras and 2 portable camcorders as he danced all the programs, then the footage was edited into a multiframe video based on which the animated figure skating scenes were created. “I believe that the footage taken with the portable camcorder, that filmed me up close, is what made it possible to create realistic and powerful tournament scenes.” After watching the finished anime, Miyamoto commented that the characters’ monologues during their performances are realistic. “When you are performing lots of things are whirling around inside your head. In my case it wasn’t words but still pictures, like photographs. I was happy that they expressed the athletes’ feelings.”
Reality #3: Animation x Junpei Tatenaka & Eiji Abiko “The performances look realistic thanks to Miyamoto-sensei’s choreographies”
Profile: Animators working for the anime production company MAPPA. Specialized in sports and action scenes. They both created animation for director Sayo Yamamoto’s “ENDLESS NIGHT”.
Animation of the figure skating scenes was created by action specialists Junpei Tatenaka and Eiji Abiko. “It’s the first time that we digitally create 2D pictures after deciding the camerawork. It was very difficult because we had to figure out how to do everything”. Tatenaka, who was already a fan of figure skating, says: “For the moments I believed to be the ‘highlights’ of a performance I would add 1-2 extra stills. This way, I was able to draw out a little what in the live footage only lasted an instant.” They actually made jumps much higher than they are in real life. “While being aware that real skaters wouldn’t jump that high, I still wanted the scenes to be striking, therefore I was always looking for a good balance between realism and what could be allowed in animation.” (Abiko) They both agree that Miyamoto’s choreography footage was the most important factor that allowed them to create realistic performance scenes. “When there was a key point in the music, Miyamoto-sensei would pose with all of his body creating a beautiful line, from his fingertips to the tips of his toes. It was very easy to draw.” (Tatenaka)
Reality #4: Costumes x Yuuko Sagiri “I think the only difference is that there were no budget restrictions (LOL)”
Profile: Ballroom dancing costume designer working for the ballet & dance supplies maker Chacott. She has designed figure skating costumes for athletes such as Nobunari Oda and Akiko Suzuki.
Yuuko Sagiri, designer of the athletes’ costumes, created the designs giving importance to functionality that would improve a skater’s performance and to elements that would make the character’s personality stand out, just like she does for real costumes. She chose materials, cuttings and decorations that would actually be employed in costumes used for real performances. “Normally I objectively watch an athlete’s past performances to understand their level and what kind of movements they are skilled at, and this is then reflected in the design. This time I based the design on the characters’ setting materials, the information I received from the director and the choreography footage by Miyamoto-sensei. I think the only difference is that there were no budget restrictions (LOL).” Regarding Yuuri’s costume, she mentions that she wanted to reflect the fact that he is psychologically weak and gains weight easily. “I added shining decorations on his chest so that his face would look bright even when he is tense. The cuts on the waist are to make him look slim.” Actually, she also designed a costume for Yurio’s exhibition. Sagiri said that she created the design thinking of what “Yurio would really want to wear”. We’d definitely like to see him skate with that costume!
Reality #5: Music x Keisuke Tominaga “I added melody to the beautiful lyrics that is ‘Yuri on Ice’”
Profile: From Kanagawa prefecture. Music producer. He founded PIANO INC. in 2012 and is the current representative director. His main works include the Pocari Sweat 2016 commercial “Kimi no Yume wa, Boku no Yume.”, the TV anime “Zankyou no Terror”, etc.
When creating the music for this show, music producer Keisuke Tominaga constantly asked himself whether it was music you could dance to. “I would move my hands, feet, my whole body, sometimes even checking the rhythm like a conductor or a dancer. Figure skating has many elements that resemble ballet, so to express the elegant movements of the body I used many tunes in triple time like waltz and bolero.” Most of the classical and orchestra tracks were created by Taku Matsushiba, while the vocal tracks and modern band songs by Tarou Umebayashi. They worked on the music as a team, always communicating with each other. “The world created by Kubo-san and director Yamamoto was like realistic and beautiful ‘lyrics’, and I feel that our role was to create a ‘melody’ for those lyrics. In fact, when I joined together Yuuri’s FS song “Yuri on ICE” and Victor’s recorded voice for the first time, the lines sounded just like the words of a song, and I can’t describe how moved I was. I believe that this strong, deep expression that you would not be able to obtain with music alone is what realistically affects the viewers.”
Bonus in case you haven’t seen it already: Sagiri’s design for Yurio’s exhibition program.
1. Reward as you go. You should be proud of everything you accomplish along the way, not just the destination itself. So be happy when you complete one assignment or find sources for an essay, don’t just focus on the overall grade at the end of the year.
2. Set goals. Early in the semester, you need to establish what you want to accomplish this school year. Whether that be study more or go out less, you need to make and write down a plan right off the bat.
3. Don’t get discouraged. We all mess up. We all get behind in school work or break one of the rules we set for ourselves. That’s just a part of life. DO NOT use this as an excuse to give up though. Just start doing it again the next day. It won’t be the end of the world unless you give up complete.
4. Do things sooner rather than later. Try to get your work done as soon as possible. When you get home from school, take a short break, and I mean SHORT, and then get your assignments done for the day. That way, you can just relax and chill until you go to bed, rather than pulling an all nighter if something ends up taking longer than expected.
5. Procrastinate with other work. Let’s say you don’t want to read a chapter of a book for a class. Well, before doing that, go ahead and clean your room and practice your violin. If you’re going to procrastinate, do it with something worthwhile, rather than spending hours on tumblr. At least that’s a few less things you have to do later on.
Sarah was proud of herself. Not only had she found a successful man that would spoil her as she lounges around, but he bought her this huge house she was standing in.
What she hadn’t planned on was the consequences of being so needy. When her husband didn’t put a condom on their first night in the new house and laughed about it when she asked, she quickly realized that if she was going to get all those rooms, he was going to get to fill them.
A year and a three months after that first night, Sarah posed to take a quick picture for her husband while he was away on a work trip. A set of triplets later, she was already working on his quads. She had sure done a lot of growing since he’d been gone and it was evident on her frame.
“You’ve got me too big to touch myself this time,” she typed. I need you to get home soon and take care of the baby machine you’ve created. “And remember to schedule time off 5 months from now. We need to get started on those other rooms. And if you don’t mind, I think we might want to plan on all our kids sharing rooms.”
it would happen the night of a concert. when you would be backstage, watching him perform, looking at his entire body. the way his body would twist and turn made heat rush to your core. afterwards, he would be too tired for sex and just wanted to sleep, which you respected but your core did not. he layed peacefully beside you, soft snores coming out of his mouth as you lay awake with your thighs pressing tight together. finally, you couldn’t help it, you needed him.
he blinked a few times, trying to wake up enough to know what was happening, “y/n? what’s wrong?”
his eyes would widen at first, but then a smirk would play along his lips.
“ okay baby, but just so you know, you’ll be getting a punishment. you should know not to wake daddy up after a show.”
now, we should all know how much yoongi loves his sleep. so, when you would be laying beside him, very early in the morning, needing him, it would be difficult to get what you want. in the back of your mind you knew you shouldn’t wake him, he’s been working hard these past few days so he should get some rest. but the aching that was in your core needed to be dealt with.
at first, he would be reluctant to wake him. he would shrug your hand off of him and push his head father into the pillow.
"yoongi. please.“ you whined.
"i need you really fucking badly.“ he wouldn’t understand at first, but then he would feel you slightly grind up against him. a little grin would spread across his face, knowing exactly what you wanted.
“fine. but next time you want me to fuck you, please don’t wake me up."
waking him would be fairly easy since he is always in the mood for sex. he is also a light sleeper. so whenever you would stay awake at night, thinking about namjoon himself, you just had to wake him.
“namjoon.” you would have to say once.
“i can’t stop thinking about the way you fill me up.” his cock would start to twitch at your words as he turned over and looked at you, his eyes filled with lust.
“oh jagi, i fill you so good.” a smirk evident on face as he climbed on top of you.
he would be working all day and all night on his mixtape, determined to finish it and produce it. so, when one night he actually came home to his bed, you couldn’t help but be horny. you haven’t seen him in a long time and you needed to be pleasured. you would feel bad for waking him, but you needed him.
“mmh.” he wouldn’t want to wake up at first, but then he would feel you slowly creep your hand down to his cock and palm him. “what are you doing?”
“i haven’t seen you in a long time, i’ve missed you.” he would soon get the idea and realize himself that he hasn’t gave you pleasure in a long time.
“im sorry jagiyah, let me make it up to you.”
it would happen the night of him taking you to dance practice with him. you would sit on the floor, watching for hours, sweat dripping down him from working so hard. you watched all of his muscles flexing and turning, making a burning heat run through your entire body. you couldn’t wait to get him home to you could get what you needed. you were disapointed though when you actually got home, he was too tired and just showered and passed out on the bed. but the heat inside of you didn’t leave and you didn’t want to wake him so, you took matters into your own hand. you trailed your hand down to your core and started circling your clit. your movements would wake him, he would be confused at first but, you didn’t stop.
“wait, stop. let me take care of you kitten.”
he would come home from tour, he had missed you so much, but he was also very tired. he would spend an hour with you or so before passing out on the couch. you were a little upset, you were sick and tired of using your vibrator to replace him. so when he came home you were extremely needy but he needed his sleep. you sat beside him, continuing the movie you guys had been watching but as asson as a sex scene came on, you lost it. you wanted him, you needed him. you practically jumped on him, making him bolt awake. you started grinding slightly and kiss his neck, making him groan.
“god, have i missed you.” he would groan out.
i he would wake you up first, not purposefully though, he would be having a wet dream. he would be gridning his cock into your side and moaning into your ear. at first, you thought he was awake, feeling the extremely hard cock on your thigh, but it dawned onto you that he was asleep when you kept saying his name and he wasn’t responding. the feel of his cock on you made a shiver run through your body, straight to your heat. you would turn around to face him, grabbing his cock and sliding your hands over his chest. he would wake up from the feeling with a moan.
Summary: You find out Peter is spider man, angry and disappointed you try and ignore him, but you can’t stay away.
Word count: 1,396
Warnings: minor swearing, and a short make out
Ned and I were sitting on Peter’s bed waiting for him to get home from his “Stark internship”. Which I think is actual bs. It may be true he’s working with Stark but there’s something else to this. He’s lying about something. Ned was holding the death star he had just finished, fiddling with the lego characters as I sighed and laid back.
“Do you think Peter’s going to be back soon?” Ned asked me as moved around trying to get comfortable.
“Who knows when he’ll be back from his stark internship” I replied my voice laced with annoyance. We sat there a couple minutes longer until we heard the window opening. Ned was about to say something, but I sprung up covering his mouth. I was thinking it might be a robber or something because who would come through the window, but all of the sudden Spiderman was on the ceiling of Peter’s room. Ned’s mouth was practically on the ground. Mine was the same as his as spider man took off his mask revealing my best friend since age 3. Peter fucking Parker. Peter closed the door and both Ned and I were both speechless until Peter turned around his mouth even wider than Ned as he dropped the death star on the ground.
“You’re spider man” Ned exclaimed
“No, I’m not” Peter Panicked
“Peter you were literally crawling on the ceiled” I squealed.
“I can’t believe this is happening right,” he said under his breath taking off his suit and standing in only his boxers. I mean I wasn’t complaining because he got ripped. I definitely was staring too long because I saw Peter blush and bow his head. The shock soon turned into anger. I grabbed my bag about to leave until out of nowhere May burst into this very awkward situation and told Peter they were going out to dinner and quickly telling him to put clothes on. Ned was freaking out and I just kind of stood there silent. Peter quickly told us we needed to leave obviously not in the mood to deal with this. Ned was still attacking Peter with questions and got up quickly leaving the room not wanting to deal with this either. I felt Peter’s eyes burning a hole in the back of my head. He knew I was angry with him. I was feeling a huge mix of anger, sadness, anxiety, and annoyance. I wasn’t really that mad I was more upset that he didn’t trust me and that he had been ditching me and lying to me constantly. I was also upset that as a 15-year-old boy he was putting himself in dangerous situations where he could easily die. I lived in the same apartment as Peter and Ned I just lived 2 stories above. I opened up the door to my apartment and practically ran to my room and plopped into my bed. I turned off my lamp immediately going to bed. To be completely honest I didn’t want to think about this anymore.
The next morning I woke up wishing last night was a dream, but I had to face reality, but I didn’t have to deal with it directly. So I rushed and put clothes on and texted Ned I was not going to walk to school them today because I had to get there early to talk to a teacher. Which was bullshit because I didn’t want to deal with Peter at all today, but that was going to be a challenge since I had 4 classes with him, sat by him in 2. Good thing I brought my headphones. Today was going to be a long day. Of course, I had the first hour with him. Plus we were doing a lab in chemistry and he was my partner. I decided it would be best if I walked in last minute with both my headphones in thinking he’d possibly take the hint, but knowing Peter I doubt he would leave me alone. I walked into class as the bell rang and ducked my head down a bit thinking no one would notice me.
“Y/N you look pissed” Flash laughed
“Shut it asshole” I spat, Flash is a grade A douchebag and hate him more than I hate Peter right now and to be completely honest that’s saying a lot.
“Damn girl you’re feisty today,” he said with a raspy tone, I rolled my eyes, and took my seat next to Peter who was fidgeting and looked like he was about to jump out of his seat.
“Y/N listen I’m sor-”
“Peter I don’t want to hear it, your secret safe with me”
“Wait Y/N bu-”
“Peter we can talk about this later let’s just get this lab done please, I don’t want to deal with this right now” I argued, it almost sounded like I was whining. It got Peter to back off though and that’s what I needed. I wasn’t truly mad anymore. I was just upset he didn’t trust me.
The bell finally rang after an excruciating 49 minutes of Peter staring at me with puppy dog eyes. This kid knew exactly how to get me to forgive him. I’m a sucker for those damn puppy eyes. What sucked is the rest of the day he looked at me like that, but it was different from the times he used them when we were just play fighting. He actually looked like he was in so much pain. He looked like he was suffering, and I felt horrible. It was the end of the day, and I saw him moping by his locker. I honestly suck at holding grudges and the more I think about I understand why he didn’t tell me. He turned around and made eye contact with me and the world began going in slow motion. His brown orbs made me feel as if I was melting into the ground. I could literally see tears form in his eyes and I couldn’t be even slightly angry anymore. I just began walking towards him.
“Y/N please don’t hate me, I can’t lo-” I cut him off pulling him into a hug. I had my hand around his neck and I buried my head into his neck breathing in his scent. I think I took him by surprise because it took him a second to wrap his arms around my waist and hug me tighter that I was hugging him.
“I’m so sorry I didn’t tell you Y/N, I just wanted to keep you safe” he whispered, I pulled from the hug and held his cheek.
“Hey look, Peter, It’s okay I’m not mad anymore, I seriously overreacted,” I said wiping a single tear from his cheek.
“No it’s not okay I feel ho-” I cut him off grabbing the collar of his shirt and planting my lips on his. I don’t know what the hell had gotten into me, but his lips felt amazing. My eyes were closed, but if they were open I knew his eyes would be wide open. It took him a couple seconds to comprehend what was happening, but after a good 10 seconds he started to kiss bad and placed his hands on my hips. I removed my hands from his collar and wrapped them around his neck and started to tug on his hair causing him to groan into my mouth, making me smile into the kiss. I felt his tongue swipe my bottom lip and I gladly let his tongue slip into my mouth. He squeezed my hips making me moan into his mouth which makes him chuckle. I pulled him even closer to me than humanly possible, but eventually, I had to pull away for air resting my forehead on his.
“Wow,” I said breathlessly.
“If I knew that was gonna happen if you found out, I would have told you way sooner,” he said still shocked at what had just happened
“Oh my god Peter” I giggle pushing his chest. He grabbed my hand and we began walking home. I honestly have no idea what I just did, but this was gonna change everything, and think for the better.
Summary: pastel!dan is a kindergarten teacher and is married to punk!youtuber!phil, who he hates and doesn’t get along with at all. They’re parents forced them to marry each other. Dan is unhappy but things finally take a turn.
Genre: AU, Fluff
Word Count: 2,792
A/N: I changed the prompt slightly because I can’t enough of pastel!dan.
Summary: Bucky Barnes is the most eligible bachelor in New York, a ladies’ man and a dick even. He’s also your best friend. However, he gets into a freak accident and he ends up losing his left arm. His confidence is shattered, and it’s up to you to show him that he is still the man he was before the accident. (Modern-Day Alternate Universe, Possible Series)
Author’s Note: Thank you so much to @xxladymaximoffxx for proofreading my work! ilysm! 💕
BTS Reaction to You SC’ing Them in Their Shirt While They’re at Work
Hi! Could I please get a bts reaction to you Snapchating them at work wearing only their shirt?? ☺️☺️☺️☺️☺️
Unable to hide his growing smirk as soon as he opened your message, he responded back with a photo of him biting his lip, captioned: “So you’re being naughty today huh? You better still be wearing just that by the time I get home.”
Once he tapped the square by your snapchat name, his eyebrows raised in surprise before a grin spread throughout his face. He excused himself from the other boys and headed straight to the bathroom, proceeding to show you just how badly your picture effected him.
“I think I’d like it if you wore just my shirts more often.”
Title: Long Lasting Lies Fandom: MCU/Spider-Man Characters:Peter Parker x female!reader, Ned Leeds, Michelle Jones, Betty Brant, Cindy Moon, Flash Thompson Warnings:mentions of cheating on a partner, mentions of mugging, mild swearing, one tiny mention of sex Word Count: 3,129 Requested: This was literally requested by 70 people, I’m not even kidding. Blurb: You, Peter Parker’s girlfriend, have noticed that Peter has distanced himself, and have caught him lying on multiple occasions. When you confront him after being saved by Spider-Man, you are unaware that his excuse is only another one of his lies. A/N: You guys asked for it so here it is! Just a quick reminder that I live in Australia so I’m not on break and I don’t have any holidays, therefore I still won’t be updating as frequently as I wish I could :(
Disclaimer: not my gif
[Y/N] = your first name [L/N] = your last name
You were furious with yourself. There you were, boyfriend-less for only two days and it already felt like you were falling apart. Not only had you lost your boyfriend of almost half a year, but you had also lost a best friend. And it really, really sucked. You allowed yourself to wallow for the weekend, inviting over Michelle to watch horror films. The both of you had collectively decided that romance films were only going to do more damage at that point. And everything felt normal for a while. You and Michelle were laughing over the terrible special effects in a particularly crappy film when reality hit you. Peter, the boy who you had practically been attached to at the hip, was now somebody that you would regard as an “enemy”.
The thought had destroyed you, sending you from peels of laughter into quiet sobs as Michelle paused the film and reached over to hug you. You appreciated her attempts to cheer you up, but it felt like nobody would ever cheer you up again. The pain in your chest felt constant and relentless, and you subconsciously rubbed your chest and collarbones, as if these physical actions could mend your perpetual internal suffering.
“Peter is not worth your pain, Y/N.” Michelle tried to convince you. “That guy is a real asshole for doing what he did to you. And I’m sorry that you feel the way you do right now,” she sighed and retreated from your embrace, only to look you straight in the eyes. “But no boy is worth your tears, unless they’re tears of joy.”
You mustered a smile. “Thanks, Michelle.” you recognised her efforts, and she smiled back at you, coffee-colored eyes showing that she was relieved at your reaction. “I know it’s silly to cry over Peter, especially after the way he treated me and the things he did to me,” you bit your bottom lip. “Is it stupid that I’m dreading going to school the most?” you asked her. “Seeing Peter in the hallway, in class? I sit next to him in every class that we have together, now I have to find a new seat and I’ve already mentally adjusted to the angle of the whiteboard which-“
“I think that you’re overthinking this.” Michelle interrupted. “Find a new seat. One that doesn’t have a view of the back of Peter’s head, and one where he isn’t in your periphery. It’s going to be okay, Y/N. You have me and I’m sure you have Ned, too. You’ll get through this.” you smiled a watery smile, accompanied by tears in your eyes at the sincerity in Michelle’s voice.
“Thanks, Michelle.” you said again, really meaning it this time.
“What the hell, Peter?!” Ned practically stormed into Peter Parker’s bedroom. Peter — who had been lying on his stomach with his elbows propping up his upper body, clutching a pillow tightly to his face — wiped at his face as quickly as possible before facing Ned, who shut Peter’s door loudly. “I haven’t heard from you all weekend and Michelle just told me that you broke up with Y/N?” Peter sniffled before nodding his head. “Is it true? That you cheated on her?” Ned looked so disappointed with Peter that he felt his chest tighten, tears welling in his eyes again, threatening to spill.
Prompt/Summary: Steve is a delightful husband who makes you popsicles
Pairing/Characters: Steve x Reader
Warnings: fluff, popsicles, pregnant reader
Word Count: 495
Author’s Note: So I figured I needed to explain why I have been so absent on here. And so I thought I would explain through some writing. That title is my current motto and life statement. And I have cried over food at least twice in the past week. By the time I get home from work, I’m exhausted. But apparently growing another human will do that to you. I’m heading into my second trimester, so hopefully I’ll feel less like a permanently exhausted pigeon soon. Right?
Be Careful (Tony X Daughter!Reader, Peter X Fem!Reader)
Characters: Tony X Daughter!Reader, Peter X Fem!Reader
Universe: Marvels, Avengers
Warnings: Blood, getting shot
Request: Hi could you do one where the
reader is Tony’s teenage daughter who’s dating Peter and she’s just the type of
person everyone loves but she’s also a really good hacker and fighter so she
does missions sometimes and she ends up getting shot? I really love your
Peter was walking you home after your date with him. It was
a normal thing for you to have dates the night before you were to go on a
You were the daughter of Tony Stark, and like your dad, was
extremely smart. However instead of suits and weapons, you did hand to hand
combat and hacking. When Fury figured out you would hack into SHIELD’s files
for fun, he signed you up before telling your father. He didn’t know whether to
be mad or proud of you. At least he took it better than when he caught you
kissing Peter and finding out you were in a relationship.
requested :) you (their baby girl) being pouty and bratty
you had been caught touching yourself last week, you couldn’t help it really, jin had been working 24/7 and you needed him. so, when he came home to find you spread out on the bed, your fingers drilling into you, you knew that you were screwed. jin hasn’t touched you since then, it being a part of your punishment. so, all week you were being a brat. you were mad that he wouldn’t touch you at all, he wouldn’t even sleep in the same bed as you. so when it became a full week since he caught you, you were filled with anger and sat on the couch pouting.
“fine babygirl you want me to fuck you?” he sighed as he saw you.
“yes!” you said eagerly.
“okay but don’t think your punishment is over, you’ve still been a bad girl, pouting all the damn time. i’m going to teach you tonight not to be a brat like that ever again.”
“all you have to do is say ‘i’m sorry daddy’ and i’ll let you cum.” yoongi said to you, coming up from your pussy for a second, looking at you for a response. you were tied to the bed, completely tired from him not letting you cum for an hour. you could feel the sweat drip off of you, making yoongi smirk.
“i’m sorry daddy.” you whinned, finally stopping being bratty.
“that’s my good babygirl.” he said and dove down into your pussy, making you scream.
“babygirl if you don’t stop that right now, i’m going to fuck your mouth so hard you won’t be able to talk for a week.” hoseok whispered quietly into your ear. he brought you along to a buisness meeting dinner for bts. before you left you just wanted a quickie, but he refused, saying that he didn’t want to look tired out at the dinner. so instantly, you began to pout; your eyebrows furrowed, your lips in a slight frown. when he whispered that in your ear you weren’t surprised. but you obeyed and uncrossed your arms, a smile making its way on your lips.
you absoutely loved it when namjoon went hardcore on you. it had been a while since he has done it though, you being completely obident and him working all the time. so, when he came home early, you decieded to tease him. he was sat on the couch, exhausted from work when you straddled him.
“daddy, i’ve been such a good girl lately and you haven’t touched me at all!” you pouted to him, draging your hands over his shoulders and chest. in response namjoon cocked an eyebrow at you. “i want you to touch me!” your voice now raising a bit.
“if you keep this up, baby girl i might not touch you at all.” he smirked before snaking his fingers around your neck and squeezing slightly.
you had been bratty all day, upset that jimin invited the boys over and wouldn’t fuck you. when the boys weren’t looking you would glare at jimin, your lips coming into a pout quickly. you had to sit there rubbing your legs together, trying to get some friction. you finally snapped when the boys left.
“i can’t believe you! why would you invite the boys over when you know i needed you!?” you shouted, frustration completely taking over you.
“babygirl i’-” jmin started but you cut him off quickly.
“dont ‘babygirl’ me!”
“okay! if you want to talk like this to me then you can go put on that ball gag i bought you, maybe then you’ll behave.”
taehyung had brought you to one of his practices. you had been horny since you woke up, which tae knew because you told him, but he said no because he was going to be late to practice. so, just to rile him up, all day you flirted with the other members; dragging your fingers across jungkooks shoulders and back, biting your lip as you watched jimin dance, playing with jin’s hair. when it as time to go home you saw the lust and anger filled intaehyungs eyes, exciting you even more. as soon as you stepped into your apartment, you were slammed into the wall.
“you’ve been very bad today baby girl, i want you on the bed, naked, on all fours when i get there.” he growled before turning you around to face the hallway and smacking your ass a little bit.
“but jungkooook!” you whinned, crossing your arms in frustration. you wanted jungkook to fuck you, hard, but he said he was tired from work and just wanted to sleep. “please daddy! please! please!” you continued. with that final please something in jungkook snapped. he was infront of you in a second, his hands on your thighs as his dark eyes looked into your own.
“i’ll give you three seconds to stop being bratty and turn into my nice baby girl before i officially snap.” he growled, making you uncross your arms and your eyes turn innocent. “there’s my girl. now, what would you like?”
It hadn’t been any particular day. You were lounging at Emily’s house, waiting for your boys to get back. The guys were starting to call you the second ‘pack mom’ because you were always helping Emily when it came to taking care of them.
“Seth and Embry should be the first two back from the patrol, so Jacob should be leaving his place with Quil soon to take over for them. Those boys all work a tight shift with those Vampires in Seattle.” Emily spoke, wiping down the benches in the kitchen.
“I know. Paul comes home dead on his feet sometimes, it makes me wonder how he even makes it home alive driving.” You played with the sponge you were holding, wondering what your fiancé
was doing now.
Emily nodded, a small frown on her scarred face. “I know what you mean, sometimes Sam comes home like that. Patrols take so much out of them.” She sighed.
“But they still keep going, trying to protect everyone. And I …” She looked lost for words. A helpless expression on her face. “I wish I could do more for them. Cooking and making sure there are spare clothes here for them all, having a place to crash when they get back … it’s just not enough. I want to help more.”
You understood the feeling well. The helplessness in all of it. And knowing your fiancé was out there, fighting off the Cold Ones as you wait for him on protected ground, made you sick. You hated waiting, and you definitely didn’t like not knowing if Paul was safe.
All you could do was sit there, hoping Paul came home that night unharmed by those monsters that got too brave and ventured further towards Forks.
It made you resent that Swan girl… just a little.
Just then, a crash of weight on the front veranda sounded, along with the familiar voices calling out.
“Just us!” Called Embry, “No need to fear, the hero is here!”
You and Emily shared a playful expression at the voice.
“Yeah.” quipped Seth, “Embry is here too, don’t worry.”
Embry chortled. It took a few moments for them to come inside, no doubt changing into their clothes they left on the veranda.
“I feel like ‘no need to fear, the wolves are here’ is a better catch phrase -” Seth started as he made his way to the table between the kitchen and the couch.
You sat up from your sprawled position on the couch, yawning. It wasn’t late, but you were matching your sleep schedule to Paul’s so you were awake when he came home. You missed him and didn’t want abnormal sleep schedules to keep you apart.
You looked at the time and groaned. Paul wouldn’t be finished for another four hours. At least now with Seth and Embry there would be some more entertainment. It was never quiet when you were among wolves.
You looked over at the two, who were suspiciously quiet.
“What?” You said, looking at their astonished faces. “What is it?” They both had goofy looking smiles on their faces.
“When were you guys going to tell us?” Embry asked, eyes gleaming. In his mind, he was already calling shotgun on godfather.
You stared at the two of them.
Seth grinned. “You can’t keep something like that from us, you think we wouldn’t hear?”
They didn’t answer straight away, quickly looking at each other. “Nothing. Never mind. Obviously, you and Paul want to keep this quiet …” Embry trailed off, his tone dipping lower.
You rolled your eyes.“You boys make no sense to me sometimes.” You flopped back down into your position from earlier, feeling more comfortable that way for some odd reason.
They didn’t respond, but they sat down at the table, backs hunched over as they had a private conversation between themselves.
Are they talking to the pack? You wondered. No, they needed to be in wolf form for that. They were just talking too quietly for you and Emily to hear.
Time slowly began to pass, the clock inching closer to midnight. Paul promised he wouldn’t be late.
When he finally arrived, you jumped up from your spot where you had been dozing in and out of consciousness to throw yourself into his arms. Normally dozing off wouldn’t happen while you waited for Paul to return, but lately you were just so tired.
Seth and Embry always seemed to try and hoard your attention, viewing you as the older sister they never had. (Or in Seth’s case, had but wished she was as cool as you.)
Boisterous conversations, bad puns and jokes exchanged, mild physical fighting (they always let you win because Paul would beat them up if they actually hurt you. You purposely avoided this truth to protect your pride).
But strangely, the two were letting you rest. Hell, Seth even laid a blanket over you when you dozed off. And neither had raised their voices once since you spoke. Even Emily noticed their strange behavior, staring quizzically at them as they sat protectively close to you on the floor.
Paul’s arms closed around you immediately. You could feel his exhaustion. You would let him eat the meal Emily had prepared for the Pack and drive him home where he could catch up on much needed rest.
Paul looked over your head, which was nuzzled into his chest, breathing in his sent. His eyes caught sight of the two who were practically vibrating with excitement.
When Paul said nothing at first, Embry spoke.
Or rather, blurted it out.
“When were you guys going to tell us you’re having a baby?”
For a small moment, no air seemed exist in the room. You could feel Paul tense around you.
You slowly twisted in Paul’s arms, facing the two. “Huh?”
Seth grinned, still not realizing that you were clueless. “Seriously, we can hear the heartbeat, you think we wouldn’t know?”
You froze, looking unsure and expectantly at Paul for an answer.
Listening closely, Paul heard the faint sound of a beating pulse, too faint to have been noticed before.
“You’re pregnant.” The words dropped in a dazed whisper. “They’re right… I can’t believe I didn’t realize earlier.”
Seth and Embry shot up from the floor.
“YOU DIDN’T KNOW?” They boomed in sync, making you groan as the sound echoed in your ears.