• if you haven’t had any caffeine, try some. caffeine can cause migraines but in small doses can also help.
• get in a calm environment and turn off all the lights. noise and light usually make the migraine worse
• don’t force yourself to sleep, just try to relax
• drink water. lots of water. don’t drink it too fast though bc you can get sick
• try icy hot or biofreeze (not both at the same time and DON’T put it on your face. just your neck and back)
• if you want light a candle just so something smells nice and relaxing
• don’t grind your teeth. i know it makes it feel better for the moment, but it’ll hurt in the long run. try relaxing your jaw
• put an ice pack or a heating pad on your forehead or neck
• turn the brightness down on your phone (or put it on night mode)
• blue light can trigger a migraine, so don’t get on your computer and such when you have one. (night mode doesn’t have blue light, or at least not as much????)
• try taking a bubble bath (in the dark)
• try some pain relievers (ofc over the counter or prescribed) but don’t take them more than twice a week, because then you’ll get rebound headaches
• if your headaches are bad and you have them frequently try going to a doctor and/or a chiropractor
(this is all i can think of at the moment pls add more if you have any tips!!)
Hey do you think that you can write a peter Parker x reader where the reader and peter are friends and goes under some anesthesia after some sort of surgery. After the surgery peter say some really fluffy things to the reader while she records it. (anon)
word count: 2,739 (i can’t seem to write short fics)
“You sure you’re not in any pain Peter? I can always go get
the nurse if you want,” your voice filled with worry as your best friend was
getting prepped for his cast for his broken arm.
“No, I’m fine (Y/N), I can feel it working. My arm doesn’t
even hurt that much,” trying to calm you down.
“You sure?” still wanting to make sure he was ok.
Peter nodded, squeezing your hand slowly calming you down.
You both waited till the nurse would roll you into the room where they would
take x rays and apply his cast.
“Are you sure you don’t want Aunt May in here instead?” your
hand interlacing with his.
“No, don’t think she would be able to handle this,” trying
his hardest to not show how much of an effect your touch was having on him.
Peter was starting to think that maybe Ned would have been a
better choice, because he couldn’t he wasn’t sure he could trust himself once
the anesthesia kicks in. He’s seen the videos of people admitting some personal
secrets, and last thing he wanted was to admit his love for you, since he
wasn’t sure it would cause problems between you two.
You and Peter had been best friends since 6th grade,
somewhere along the way you had stolen his heart, but this point he would have
willingly given it to you. Simple touches made his face heat up, warm smiles
made his breath stop; you holding his hand made his heart explode, everything
about you just sent his body on overdrive.
“Thanks (y/n),” you
don’t know how much you mean to me. That’s what he wanted to admit but he
doubted that he ever could, because he would be sure to get tongue tied in the
“I’d do anything for you Peter,” your smile lightening up
your face that instantly made his heart pound against his chest.
It had to be illegal to be that adorable, and what’s worse
is you had no clue how much of an effect you had on him. He could hear Ned’s
voice in the back of his head, telling him to admit his feelings for you. He
would always refuse stating that he needed to find the right moment to tell you.
“(y/n), there’s something that I should tell you…,” feeling
like this was the best moment to tell you.
You nodded, seeing a slight change in his attitude.
How would you imagine each daddy acting when they are extremely jealous?
i live for this. i love putting characters through angst guESS IM evil
¯\_(ツ)_/¯ -dad alex
Robert- He has a habit of falling in love too easily and getting carried away with the feeling. Robert can’t express his emotions all too well, either. So when he sees you hang out with another dad one day, and watches you through the window as you hug him goodbye, he immediately hits your phone up and asks you to come over. When you do, he’s already a little drunk, and he goes through the same destructive habits he’s had for years. He throws you against the wall and bites your neck until the skin beneath his teeth burns with angry red. He leaves several bruises like that on you, and when he decides he’s done, he tries to go down on you. You’ve known him long enough to know when he’s upset, and you grab his shoulders to stop him from going any further. By the end of the night he’s shaking in your arms, sobbing into your chest and saying the same words over and over again: “I don’t want to lose you. Please. Don’t leave me.”
Damien- He doesn’t realize what that twisted feeling in his gut is till it’s in too deep. Guilt mixes with his jealousy, and he can’t find it in his heart to tell you. It eats away at him slowly, and over time, he starts throwing more and more subtle hints at you. It started with a bouquet of I love you flowers with a lone, purple I’m sorry hyacinth buried in there, and ended with a bouquet of yellow at your doorstep one night. Yellow hyacinths, christmas roses with long, yellow centers, and a single yellow rose. The overwhelming joy of the color contrasted sharply with the meaning of the flowers themselves. Damien laid in his bed when he arrived home, believing you wouldn’t pick up on the meaning of the bouquet for a while- but to his surprise, you show up at his door and envelope him in a soft embrace. Damien feels embarrassed because he’s only wearing PJs and his hair is messy, but you tell him you don’t mind, laying in his bed and reassuring him that he’s the one you love.
Craig- He did increasingly stupid things to get your attention , like taking fast U turns and giving you bad whiplash. The dumbest thing he did happened on a late night after the girls won a big softball game. Most of the people in the stands were gone, and only a few members of the team were still there. Craig was… talking to the moms? Talking to them? You feel a lump form in your throat as you watch a mom feel Craig’s bicep, and he… doesn’t shake her off. Your jaw tightens. The moms make increasingly flirty advances and, after five minutes of him ignoring you, you take off and drive home. Craig shows up at your door exactly a minute after you walked through it. You get in an argument right there at your doorstep. All he can do is say, “How does it feel to be the jealous one this time?” Your heart aches when you hear his voice crack. He steps inside and he holds on to you like you’re a rock and he’s trying not to be swept away. You lay in your bed with him just like that, pressing kisses to his forehead, calling him an idiot, and reassuringly massaging his head.
Joseph- Not really a jealous person, or… at least that’s what he thought. He remembers the day he dumped you vividly in his mind- he said he wanted to work on his marriage. In all honesty, nothing had changed since then except you. After a week or so of hiding yourself in your house, you started to go out again. You started seeing one of the other Dads. Joseph didn’t realize how much it bothered him until he saw you kiss him- open armed, trusting- trust that you could never give Joseph again. You moved on. He hasn’t.
Mat- He tries very, very, very hard not to be aggressive or assertive when people hit on you at concerts. Mat tries to be understanding. It happens. People get drunk, see someone attractive, and try to pry them away from their boyfriend that they are holding hands with. They flirt with people even though they are totally, completely taken. Very obviously taken. Up until this point, he’s been passive enough to calmly walk away and take you home. But this? He can’t take it anymore. This has to be the third person that’s hit on you today. You’re helping him out at the Coffee Spoon because Pablo couldn’t make it. As soon as the person you’re taking orders from asks for your phone number, Mat walks up behind you and wraps his arms around your waist. You turn around and kiss his forehead. As small as the gesture was, it made his heart leap.
Hugo- It happens at a wrestling match. By some kind of black magic coincidence, you end up on the kiss cam. Again. It happens almost every time you go, because every time you go, you end up buying the same seats in the same section. This time, though, Hugo looks up to the camera and sees… you… and the girl sitting next to you. His heart drops when he sees the girl smile and look at you, then it promptly explodes when you lean over your arm rest and kiss him on the cheek instead. For the entire rest of the match, Hugo’s face is bright red. You’re walking outside the venue and into the mostly empty parking lot now. When you get to the car, Hugo pulls you into an embrace. He tells you how upset that made him feel, seeing you and the girl like that, but you reassure him- he’s not just any genuine wrestle boy. He’s your genuine wrestle boy.
Brian- There aren’t very many cases where people flirt with you. Brian is almost always by your side, arm slung around your shoulders or your waist. He’s a very outgoing person, and because of that, he tends to intimidate people enough to ward them off. One night, though, you’re at a barbecue at Joseph’s place. There’s several women there that you don’t recognize. Once they get shot down by Craig, a few of them make their way over to you. You have no idea they’re flirting until Brian comes up next to you and places his hand on your back. He starts talking in the way that he does, except he’s talking about you. How good you are at fishing. How your brownie recipe is the best in the world. How much Maxwell, his dog, loves you. You’ve never seen people excuse themselves so fast before.
Request: “Can you do a harry x reader where they always have really sarcastic and funny greetings and arguments which sometimes esculate and everyone can feel the sexual tension between them so they get locked in a room on deck and end up in heated making out”
Pairing: Harry Hook x Reader
Warnings: Profanity, Heated Making Out
“Why are you acting like such an idiot! I totally had him!” You exclaimed barging through the doors of Ursula’s Fish and Chips, seething.
“Well excuse me miss, it seemed to me that you were more concerned with flirting with the brute than actually fighting him.” Harry shot back sliding onto a seat on the bar.
“What happened this time?” Gil whispered to Uma as the two continued to argue feverishly.
“Harry and Y/N had a simple mission to steal a few swords from the Scarlet Skulls, but they had a bit of trouble.” She answered with an annoyed sigh.
“It was not any kind of trouble. I was trying to move the theft along with distracting their captain, but the grump over here got all hostile and got us busted.” You argued ignoring Harry mocking you from behind a menu.
“Listen darling, I was just trying to help you. Your charisma skills are below average at best.” He smirked moving the menu from between you, causing you to slap his pirate hat right off his head.
“You’re gonna pay for that, Y/N.” He exclaimed as you skipped away cackling at his blushing face.
Gil turned to Uma with a confused expression.
“Weren’t they just fighting?” He said shoving a handful of fries into his mouth.
“That’s Y/N and Harry.” Uma stated smirking as Harry chased you around the restaurant playfully.
A Few Days Later…
“You’re back again, Harry? Thought me beating you in the sword fight yesterday would damage your pride.” You taunted as a single drip of sweat fell from your forehead.
The past few days were unbearable in terms of Uma training everyone to basically their breaking point. Yesterday was the start of partner “battles”, and you were of course paired with Harry.
“Please, Y/N. I always love a challenge.” He smirked brandishing his sword and pointing it at your neck.
You tried to keep your eyes on his mischievous smile, but Harry had decided to train shirtless today. The sweltering heat seemed to be too much for him, but you knew he was only doing this to distract you.
Turning the tables, you pushed his sword away from you and held your own blade at his torso threateningly.
“Well, you’re definitely in the right place, Hook.” You muttered getting closer to his face. He smiled slightly and hit his sword with yours, causing a loud clash to sound.
This went on for a while, each of you having your short turn to overcome the other. But these were short-lived, as both of you were excellent fighters, not willing to back down.
“Give up yet, princess?” Harry breathed as you stumbled slightly. “Never, princey.” You exclaimed regaining your balance and jabbing at Harry’s leg.
He quickly dodged it though, which was to be expected. What you didn’t expect was for him to put down his sword in surrender and move closer to you.
“What’re you—“ You started glaring into his blue eyes.
“Shh, don’t fight it.” He said placing his index finger on your pouting lips. Harry began to lean in, and being completely stunned, you didn’t move.
He saw your shock and took the opportunity to swipe your legs and pin you on the dock, your wrists held above your head by his hook hand.
“Challenge accomplished.” Harry whispered with an innocent expression.
“Hey, get a room, will you?” Uma said folding her arms over her chest at the sight of the two of you. You glared at Harry’s signature smirk and pushed him off, tossing him his sword from off the ground.
“Fuck off.” You growled as Harry blew you an innocent kiss, winking at you as he did so.
“Gladly, babe.” He chuckled watching your fuming figure exit to your quarters below deck.
“What are you two, anyway?” Uma questioned as she watched the scene in front of her.
“No clue.” Harry stated placing his hat on his head.
Later that Night…
You had avoided Harry since the morning’s “incident” successfully until Gil pulled you to participate in the crew’s discussion on the main deck.
“Gil, I don’t want to play a stupid game.” You groaned whipping your hand away from his grip and beginning to walk away. “What’s wrong, Y/N? Can’t take a challenge?” A Scottish accent teased as he was dragged in at the bicep by Uma, who had a devious look in her eyes.
“Never back away from one.” You mumbled plopping down on the floor hesitantly. “Okay everyone, so me being the gracious captain that I am, I’m having a small game of Seven Minutes in Heaven!” Uma exclaimed cheerily as Harry took a seat next to you.
Your face paled, praying that you didn’t end up embarrassing yourself to any more extent than you had that day already.
Uma’s little game nights were required, and if you refused she made your life a living hell for the next week.
Last time you had boycotted Truth or Dare, toilets were cleaned by only you for five days straight. Shuddering at the thought, you turned your attention back to Uma as she excitedly explained the game.
“Now, any volunteers?” She finished with a bright smile. Crickets were heard for a few seconds before Harry’s hand went up slowly.
“Just to get it over with.” He sighed getting up tentatively. Uma smirked, you had no idea but her plan was going perfectly.
“Alrighty then, Gil, who should join Harry in the basement this evening?” She asked the blonde pirate as he looked up. “Y/N seems to be a bit lonely.” He answered pushing you towards the two of them roughly.
You turned a deep shade of red and stuttered an excuse to not participate. “Uh-uh, Y/N. Toilets are already being cleaned by Gil this week.” Uma sighed pushing both yourself and Harry below deck and locking the door.
“She’s such an…ugh!” You exclaimed pounding on the door violently. “I guess it’s not so bad, at least you’re not down here with Dan, he only has two teeth.” Harry joked sitting down on the ground.
You rolled your eyes and groaned, “At least Dan wouldn’t embarrass me in front of our entire crew.”
You slid down onto the floor next to Harry as you saw his eyes linger on your lips. “Why’d you do it, huh?” You questioned referring to the little stunt he pulled earlier.
“You know why.” He scoffed throwing his hands in the air dramatically. “Maybe I would if you fucking tell me!” You shot back angrily getting in his face to seem menacing.
“Because…” He started quietly. Your face held an adorable confusion that he decided he couldn’t resist any longer.
Placing a gentle hand on your cheek, Harry pulled your face closer and connected your lips with his.
In shock, you didn’t realize what he was doing exactly before he pulled away quickly.
“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have—“
“Kiss me again.” You breathed interrupting him.
“What?” He asked quickly. “Kiss. Me. Again.” You stated sternly staring into his eyes.
His smirk returned on his face as he leaned forward and placed heated kisses on your lips.
You kissed back feverishly, lacing your hands in his hair as he pulled you onto his lap excitedly.
Giggling into his lips, you hold his jaw in your hands, attempting to deepen the kiss even more. This earns a groan from the pirate and you smirk.
“Looks like they’ve finally got together.” A voice states as the doors open. You don’t jump from Harry, just face the crew at the door in shock.
“Seven minutes was up ten minutes ago.” Gil chuckled as the two of you got up, blush-faced and embarrassed.
“Why don’t we ditch this and order takeout, my treat.” Harry mumbles in your ear once everyone had settled down.
Smiling, you nod and take his awaiting hand.
Later that night, kisses were exchanged and Harry fell asleep on your stomach, a box of noodles in his hand.