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Everlasting Party - Mystic Messenger Time Loop AU (pt 8)

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Summary: You’re caught in a time loop during the 11 days leading up to the RFA’s party unless you can do… what, exactly?

13+ Recommended you’ve played at least one of Zen, Yoosung, or Seven’s route due to small spoilers.

Shit. An icy hand grips your insides. You try to slam the door shut, but the intruder – Unknown, whatever his name is – thrusts his leg in its path and forces it back open. You almost fall over at the strength behind his shove and scramble to regain your footing, pushing off of the wall and running to the kitchen. There has to be a knife, o-or a frying pan… anything you can use to defend yourself…

The intruder is in the doorway to the kitchen just as you pull out a knife and brandish it in front of you with both hands. Goddammit, it’s your bread knife. The rounded tip and serrated edge do little to make you look menacing. Why had you spent all your excess time cooking and reading instead of studying judo or self-defense?

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i work full-time as a software engineer, 8:30am-6pm weekdays, sometimes overtime by obligation. just started a new project which i have zero knowledge on, will be the sole developer for, and the deadline end-April. meaning there will be stress-writing but otherwise really slow replies.

i just got asked to organize a choir of young adults for a program that is happening in mid-March, which means intensive practices on weekends.

i will be flying home for a week + for chinese new year end of this month, and family obligations mean less time to write too.

basically i’m screwed and i’m sorry i might not be able to reply our threads within a week like i hope to, but


Allowing Jaehwan and Sanghyuk to go on trips together meant chaos for all that were nearby, no matter where they went. The younger was sure that they were already banned by several libraries and music halls, getting a little too excited with each other’s antics. However, that didn’t stop him from offering to take Jaehwan anywhere and everywhere, The other members advised against it, but the two carefree guys made sure to make their presence known when they could.

It was a disappointment when they were kicked out of prestigious museum quite early in the morning. Jaehwan had the idea to stay there the whole day if he could, pretending to be a tour guide while Sanghyuk could round up the unsuspecting victims. Unfortunately, the neighborhood they decided to visit had gotten word of their chaotic pranks and were booted once security spotted.

“That was our only plan for today.” Sanghyuk stuck out his tongue before the guard closed the doors. “What are we going to do now? I don’t want to go back home.”

“We’re not going to. I have another idea,” Jaehwan’s eyes sparkled before pulling out his phone, typing away at a new set of directions. “Hakyeon told me of a new place opening up. It’s in a town we hardly go to so it’ll be perfect.”

Sanghyuk nodded eagerly, laughing as Jaehwan took ahold of his arm and dragged him to the nearest taxi.

When they arrived at their new destination, Sanghyuk was silenced for a moment. It had been ages since they came to a place like this. All the shimmering light and languid movements surrounding almost put him in a trance. He came back to his senses when Jaehwan called him over to the reception area and they soon dashed past the entrance with childlike excitement.

Once they had gotten over their initial awe, they reverted back into their mischievous selves. It started off quite tame, nothing but Jaehwan and Sanghyuk yelling at each other across different displays. But eventually their volume became quite high.  The other guests couldn’t help but stare when Hyuk cackled in the aquarium. He couldn’t help himself; Jaehwan made the best fish faces.

Neither were surprised when security showed up when they were in the shark exhibit. Jaehwan mentioned to Sanghyuk that it was nice while it lasted, and that they officially set a new record of staying in the aquarium for roughly 5 hours before they got caught. The pair was so immersed in their own jokes and achievements that they didn’t notice that they were placed in another part of the building, filled with children as loud as they were.

“I think this would be the better place for you two.” The guard muttered as he returned to the main aquarium, leaving Sanghyuk and Jaehwan with their jaws slack, eyes stuck on the sign that said “KIDZ ZONE”.

Sex and Sensuality- Suga(Requested)

Originally posted by igotbulletproof

Sex and Sensuality- Rap Monster

//you’ll always be there with some…  pleasing tactics to help him relieve stress//

~I was just so excited to write this so I put it up earlier than I thought I would. So for the nonnie who requested bath smut with Suga, I hope you(and all)enjoy~

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I decided to write minicat to the prompt I did for H2OVanoss. This probably has alot of mistakes, and I promise I’ll go back and fix it but this was more  stress-reliever for me to write after that anon from last night. I dedicate this to seargentbutternipples, wherebbsmeetsfandom, not-the-real-delirious,and brocksnuckel for being amazing people and letting me talk to them and tryin to cheer me up with fics and songs <3 I really appreciate you guys and it means alot :)

Craig focused on the soft pitter-patter of the rain against the window as fidgeted with the strings on his jacket. The inside of the small restaurant he was in was beautiful to say the least, but he was too worried to take the time and admire it. He had been sitting there for the past thirty minutes, waiting for his boyfriend to show up to their dinner date, and the more the time passed, the more Craig got worried.

Thoughts of his boyfriend in some kind of serious accident ran through his mind, and he picked up his phone again, dialing the only number he had on speed dial and pressed it up against his ear, the shrill ring loud in his ear.

“Pick up, pick up.” He muttered, chewing on his fingernails nervously.


Craig let out a sigh of relief at the sound of his voice. “Ashton? Where are you? I’ve been waiting at the restaurant for half an hour now.”

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What Do You Wish To Know?

I got tagged by @page-mistress 

Nickname: I really don’t have a nickname. 

Star Sign: Gemini.

Height: 5′4′’

Time Right Now: 8:47pm

Favorite Music Artists: Too many to count. I would be here all night. I enjoy music as a fuel for my writing and as a stress reliever. 

Last Movie I watched: The last movie in theaters I watched was Fantastic Beasts and the last tv movie was on Hallmark with my mom. 

Last TV Show I Watched: House Hunters probably. I keep it on HGTV for background noise. 

What Are You Wearing Right Now?: Like two pairs of clothes. Im wearing my pjs under my regular clothes. 

When Did You Make Your Blog?: November 2016

What Type Of Content Do You Post?: I roleplay Zenigata and I post things relevant to him and his interests. 

Do You Have Any Other Blogs?: Not really. 

Do You Get Asks Regularly?: Yes, pretty regularly. 

Why Did You Choose Your URL?: It is easy to remember and recognize. 

Gender: Female.

Hogwarts House: Slytherin. 

Pokemon Team: Raichu, Charizard and Arcanine have to be in my lineup. 

Favorite Color: Pink and Turquoise but I like all colors. I wear a lot of colors too. 

Average Hours of Sleep: at least 8 most days. 

Lucky Numbers: Psh, I wish I knew. 

Favorite Characters: Turkey from Hetalia, All the main characters from Lupin III, Professor Sycamore and Lysandre from Pokemon X/Y and Papyrus and Sans from Undertale, those are my current roleplay characters that I play with my best friend. 

How Many Blankets Do You Sleep Under: Last night it was two, usually it is one or none. 

Dream Career: No idea. Wish I knew. 

Tagging: @libra-meyer , @thedemongunman , @everyonelovesaladythief , @astonishing-animalia , @dali-chan , @delusionchaos , @asinglefranc , @liveslikeadisaster , @orphanoftheunderground , @heavyhandedhealer , @incompetent-justice , @garinna and anyone else who wants to fill it out. 

Glass [Thomas Jefferson x Reader]

Length: 1460+ words

Genre: Comfort

AU: Modern Time

TW: Blood / Stress

A/N: I was on a roll, and ended up writing three stories in the span of a day, but only one was an actual request so it’s still taking a while for me to get through my request list. But at least I’m writing again! Anyways, I just wanted to make a stress-reliever fic for anyone who needs it. I heard people broke plates to relieve their stress- I want to try this tbh.

You hummed throughout your trip home from the thrift store, a bag of a dozen plates that you got for only a few dollars. You came to home to the house that you shared with there other girls while you all attended university. You weren’t sure whether they would be home to interrupt your ‘Hulk session’ as you would call it, but you were at wit’s end, and you needed this release. Your boyfriend texted you this morning, but you were not in the mood to reply to his message, and decided to leave it for another time. You peeked inside your house, checking your friends’s doors, and seeing no sign of life in any corners of the house. Relief washed over you as you made your way to the backyard, making sure the door was left unlocked so you could get back in, and brought out the plates to put on the patio table. You hit your knuckles on the glass, smiling at the shiny platter before lifting it above your head, and throwing it on the ground. The way the glass shattered fascinated you. There was no formula on how it shattered, how big or small the pieces would be when it broke. Plates after plates, you threw them all on the ground, making a huge mess, but you didn’t care, you had to let out your frustrations somehow. School was getting too much and it was only a few weeks in, your family has been putting a lot of pressure on you to graduate early and getting a job as quickly as you can, and frankly, your anxiety has been quite bad since the fight you had with Thomas a week ago. It was a petty fight, one that started because you were prioritizing your school work over him. He wasn’t very clingy, and you knew it was half a lie when you told him you were busy with work. In truth, you were busy with dealing with the crippling anxiety you got when you thought about school. So after days of ignoring him, he had the right to know what was going on. You explained it was just school, and left it with that. You knew he was upset at you for not telling him what exactly was wrong, but you thought it was for the best. 

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Here have some Pokemon teams I cobbled together on the bus (to relieve stress from essay writing) for the Riverdale characters. I also didn’t put much thought into them besides what would be cool (and what megas to give them, that took me forever) so they’re not that great (neither is the picture quality but I’m tired and just resized them).

Anyway, I also gave the characters trainer classes:

Guitarist Archie: Mega Ampharos (Electric/Dragon), Galvantula (Bug/Electric), Luxray (Electric), Alolan Raichu (Electric/Psychic), Jolteon (Electric), Vikavolt (Bug/Electric)

Steel Spirit Betty: Steelix (Steel/Ground), Mega Aggron (Steel), Magnezone (Electric/Steel), Lucario (Fighting/Steel), Metagross (Steel/Psychic), Mawile (Steel/Fairy)

Lady Veronica: Mega Beedrill (Bug/Poison), Clefable (Fairy), Aromatisse (Fairy), Delcatty (Normal), Lilligant (Grass), Cinccino (Normal)

Ace Trainer Jughead: Mega Tyranitar (Rock/Dark), Mimikyu (Ghost/Fairy), Hydreigon (Dark/Dragon), Gardevoir (Psychic/Fairy), Talonflame (Fire/Flying), Slaking (Normal)

Delinquent Reggie: Mega Absol (Dark), Weavile (Dark/Ice), Scrafty (Dark/Fighting), Krookodile (Ground/Dark), Shiftry (Grass/Dark), Mightyena (Dark)

Midnight Intoxication - Michael

“Come with me,” Michael uttered a little too loudly. He stood on my front lawn, more pebbles ready in hand in case I had not woken up on his cue. He smirked when he saw me, his posture straightening once he knew I was there.

“Where to?” I maneuvered in the dark of my room to find a pair of sweatpants and a sweater that I stole from him. Without an answer, I left my house to meet him. He tucked a strand of my hair behind my ear and eyed me with irises that lit up in the moonlight.

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Requests Closing

To my wonderful readers,

Hi and how are you? I hope things are going well and that your New Year is great so far. I am writing this post because I wanted to let all of my wonderful readers know that I will not be accepting requests after the end of this week (January 21, 2017, 12:00PM EST).

Due to the mountain of imagines/drabbles that I have yet to finish, the semester starting back up - with it, the butt-load of homework, quizzes and exams - and the new part-time job I recently acquired, finding time to write my stories will be difficult. 


I will keep writing.

Writing is my passion, as well as my stress-reliever. I will post whatever I can as soon as they’re done and will keep my blog going until such time; despite, the slow updates. That being said, feel free to send me your requests until this weekend, and I will add it on my things to do. 

Requests will shortly open after I finish my current list.

If you have any comments, questions, concerns, complaints, feel free to message me (both on Tumblr, or on reversephysics.tumblr@gmail.com). I will be more than happy to listen to you.

Until then, I hope you have a wonderful, and bright day.

Sincerely yours,

bereftandbreathless  asked:

Thank you all so much for your generosity and all the work you do! It is much appreciated :) Reading these fics is such sweet stress relief!

You’re very welcome! I know for me it’s a great stress-reliever to write as well as to read, so I always love being able to write something new and fresh off a prompt from here, so thank you as well! - Astro

Cloudy Gray || Jimin || Prologue

Prologue // Pt. 1 //

Word Count: 1119

Genre: romance, fantasy, mild-angst, drama

Summary: Writing was a form of expression, something that was a way to record your dreams. And dreams don’t become a reality, no matter how much of a coincidence it is. Because there is no way that he fell in love with you. 

From when you were a small child, you had always had the dream of becoming an author. When you saw your dad picking out covers and fonts and the type of paper, you knew that this is what you wanted to do with your life. From the time you could hold a pencil properly and write, you would scribble on every piece of paper you could find. Your parents would smile encouragingly and give you a quick ruffle of your hair before heading off to work (in their office or otherwise). And as you grew up, you found that you loved writing even more. It was a way to help you relieve stress and forget about the world. It took you on adventures of what you could have said, or would have said, if you were more confident. You liked the way the led or the ink flowed on the page or the way the texts popped up on a blank document. It was enchanting to you.

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Finals season can be tough. You’ve got exams to study for, a paper to write, and your friends probably all want one last hurrah together before the summer starts. There’s a lot going on, leaving room for stress and anxiety to take over. But it doesn’t have to be that way!

One of the best ways to relieve frustration is to write out your stresses. And one of the quickest and simplest ways of writing it all out — in our opinion — is in a haiku (a three-line poem with a 5/7/5-syllable count)!

Take a break from studying, NYU, and send us your own haiku about finals by May 7. We’ll pick our favorites and feature them in a post!

Basic Skills All Entrepreneurs Should Master

So you want to be an entrepreneur? No entrepreneur relies on skill, passion, and wild-eyed zeal alone. You’ve got to have more to back it up. Here’s some of the easiest and fun skills every entrepreneur needs to acquire:

1. The ability to function on social media.

2. The ability to relieve your own stress.

3. The ability to write effectively.

4. The ability to be productive.

5. The ability to focus on one thing for a long time.

6. The ability to talk so people will listen.

7. The ability to be comfortable with being uncomfortable.

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I had a FUCKING breakdown tonight because my boyfriend was with his friends and couldn’t talk to me. I was feeling really fucking shitty so I started writing some free verse stuff- it’s really my only stress reliever- about how I feel like I’m toxic.

At some point, I spit out the line

you make me vulnerable

you make me gentle

you make me holy

when i am hopeless.

(don’t judge me lmao)

and it’s true. He helps me be gentler, but it’s me that doesn’t know how to be gentle enough. My therapist and I have been talking about it, how I’m tough and sometimes abrasive because of pain and trauma. My boyfriend, on the other hand, is very vulnerable and gentle. My therapist says we can help each other by bringing out the opposite in the other person- I can help him grow a thicker skin, he can help me shed some of mine.

Tl;dr: So I had a sobbing meltdown thinking about that.

Anyways, I took a shower after that and I was thinking about how this disease makes me so god damn stupid. And that is not a slight against my fellow borderlines so please don’t scream at me for being ableist. I know, rationally, that I am loved, both by my boyfriend and others. He cares, he loves me, even when he can’t be there for me I know he still cares and loves me.

But my BPD doesn’t want me to believe that.

My BPD wants me to believe that I am worthless and unloved and not deserving of love. It wants me to believe that if my boyfriend isn’t physically with me or on Skype with me, that he doesn’t love me, that he doesn’t give a shit, that he’s not even thinking about me. Logically, I know he’s probably having a stroke right now worrying about me.

God. I am so fucking sick of this. Sorry for the rant. If anyone read this far I love you and you’re a cutie.