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lovesick-boo · 1 year

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sleepy studying.

summery; you’ve been studying and working non stop to get a good grade on your upcoming exams, unfortunately, alhaitham does not approve of your little methods.. (request)

character(s); alhaitham

themes/warnings: gn!reader, fluff, burnt out!reader, established relationship

notes: finally got motivation!! thank you to my best friend @luminoussity for giving me ideas, and i hope you like this, anon! <3

discarded papers are strewn around the room as your head lay on the desk, a cold, half finished cup of coffee sat next to you, forgotten. your eyelids fluttered, barely keeping awake as the sweet lull of sleep coaxed you to giving in. but no, you couldn’t. you had to study. you couldn’t fail this. so reluctantly, you slowly put your head up, blinking the blurry sleepiness from your eyes as you tried to read through your syllabus.

“[name], it is 3:00 AM.” you hear your boyfriend scold, his voice unimpressed. you shot awake immediately, turning to face him. your vision was still blurry, but you could make out the muscular silhouette of alhaitham standing near you, rubbing his eyes.

“i.. know. but i need to pass this exam! because if i don’t pass this exam, then all my hard work was for nothing—” he cuts you off.

“no. go to sleep.”

“just.. let me finish this chapter, please, haitham?” you plead, holding up the textbook for him to see.

he narrows his eyes at you, “thats the start of the chapter.” he deadpans.

silence.

“…. please, alhaitham? i need to get a good grade.” you say meekly, fidgeting with your pen to distract yourself from the sleepiness trying to envelope your mind at the moment.

he sighs, “fine. i will assist you in studying, if you really want to continue. it should go faster when i am present and helping.”

you smile brightly, giving him a kiss on his cheek as a thank you.

ten minutes later.

“do you understand?”

“… kinda?”

“i’ve explained this three times already, [name].” he says, putting the textbook down, “you’re too tired for this.”

“no, im not! just keep going, i’ll get it eventually.” you say defensively, yawning while you do so. the sleep is starting to get to you.. maybe just a few minutes… but no! you can’t. you need to get a good grade. you need to…

he rolls his eyes at your stubbornness but reluctantly abides to your request, hoping maybe you’ll tire enough so he can finally convince you to just go to sleep.

five minutes later… or has it been ten minutes? your sense of time is skewed due to the sleep deprivation… you glance at the clock, your eyes taking some time to adjust, but after a few moments the numbers start to gradually become clearer. 3:57am.

“i can see you falling asleep.” alhaitham says, raising an eyebrow at you.

you jolt awake, realising you fell asleep for a few micro seconds, “wha—? no im not! im fine. im fine. dont worry.” you reassure him, albeit not very convincingly considering the fact that your eyelids are getting heavy again already.

he gives you a stern look, hoping you’ll back down, but you attempt to return his look with the same amount of persistence. he sighs quietly when he realises you’re not backing down still… your stubbornness is commendable for sure. but even he’s starting to get tired at this point…

a few minutes later, you notice alhaitham’s voice slowly muffle as your mind barely comprehends what he’s saying anymore, the tiredness completely taking a hold of you. it seems to hug you, blanketing you in the comfort of a hazy sleep as your brain gradually succumbs to the comforting solace of sleep.

“[name]?”, alhaitham calls out, noticing your silence and how you still haven’t answered his question. he turns to you only to find your head laying on the desk, lips slightly parted as a small trickle of drool slips out.

“you’re the one who was so stubborn in studying for archon’s sake..” he mutters, rolling his eyes. but his sharp, attentive gaze softens ever so slightly at the sight of you so peaceful. you’ve been so absolutely stressed lately, he was starting to worry. gently, a stark contrast to his normal blunt and cold demeanour, he picks you up in his arms bridal style, careful not to wake you up as he adjusts your head to a better angle. he walks up to your shared bedroom, the wooden floors creaking softly whenever he takes a step.

he places you in your bed, pulling the covers over you as you stir slightly and turn to the other side, muttering something unintelligible. then, he walks to the other side and lays down in it, wrapping his arms around you and pulling you closer to him, as if protecting you from the stress and pressure of exams. alhaitham rests his head on top of yours, closing his eyes and kissing you softly on your forehead.

“goodnight, my dear…” he mutters in an uncharacteristically quiet and tender voice.

he hopes next time you’ll take care of yourself better, but it’s okay if you can’t. he’ll always be here to pick you up and make sure you get the rest you need.

thats what love is for, is it not?

#alhaitham x reader #genshin x reader #reader x al haitham #reader x alhaitham #al haitham x reader #sumeru x reader #alhaitham x you #al haitham x you #boo’s.fics

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underratedandoverit · 2 months

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drain me of every memory

1,4k words hangman page/swerve strickland

im sleep deprived to hell and back but i couldnt sleep before i wrote this as i was finally struck with a vision i had to follow through. i also did not proofread this very carefully oops i have never written either of these two before so if they have terrible voices im so sorry also if this completely fucking sucks dont tell me please let me live in my tired ignorance lmao other than that i hope you enjoy it!! if its worth anything i'd love to know tho ;;

@midnightpretenders0 @stormbornpirate

on ao3

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The night had absolutely not gone how he would have wanted. It was a very small comfort in Swerve’s mind that Hangman hadn’t managed to win either, that he was the one suffering the big loss in tonight's huge three-way match, but it clearly wasn’t enough to satisfy the need. The hunger he had to see the cowboy suffer even more, making him feel the pain of those opportunities he snatched away from Swerve with his little tricks.

It wasn’t difficult at all to seek him out later in the evening. They had all stayed around until the end of the main event, everyone wanted to give Sting that one big sendoff together, and Swerve had spied Hangman in the crowd among the rest of the roster in the building tonight, easily. To say that the man looked uneasy and disappointed was an understatement, no matter how much he tried to hide it beneath the mask of a celebration in the moment.

Even past the mass of people between them, Swerve could see that those eyes still weren’t quite right, as they hadn’t been for some time now.

He didn’t even bother to knock on the locker room door, thinking the worst that he could do was catch Hangman changing. It wasn’t like they hadn’t shared a locker room before, like he hadn’t seen almost everything this man had to offer, nothing that could faze him.

It wasn’t like they didn’t share an unspeakable bond created by a spur of a moment that they had to live with separately together with forever. A bond that was much more intimate than anything a naked eye could see.

A smirk tucked the corners of his lips as Swerve watched the confusion quickly take over the entire face of the blond, though the obvious anger quickly rose back on Hangman’s features. Maybe Swerve was able to see even a slight bit of embarrassment radiating from him, if he focused carefully enough.

“What the hell do you want?”

Swerve’s hands shot up, in both a defensive and calming manner, eyes never leaving Hangman and his obvious distress. “Calm down. I’m not here to wage more wars if that’s what you’re thinking.”

“Yeah?” Swerve watched silently as Hangman stood up from his chair, staring daggers at him. “Well I’m not done with you, or afraid to kick your ass if I have to!”

“And fail at that task again? I doubt it.”

His calm demeanor was clearly agitating Hangman further, but the joy Swerve took in just watching his struggle to keep his emotions in check and his words coherent was immeasurable. Just seeing the small visual cues of Hangman’s eyes wandering as he tried to collect himself, hands squeezing into fists and opening up again, the way he almost, just almost wanted to start pacing the small room to calm himself down.

It was all almost too much, too good to be true. Too good to be a real thing he was witnessing with his own eyes, let alone causing.

“Well,” Swerve chuckled quietly, his low voice softly rumbling off the empty walls of the room around them. His hands dropped down again, finding comfort in the pockets of his jacket. “At least I’m not the one who lost that match out there. I think that gives me room to speak.”

That was the right button to push clearly, as Hangman’s eyes shot towards him again, narrowing almost dangerously as he closed the gap between the two men with just a few quick strides, both hands grabbing the front of Swerve’s jacket. He didn’t even flinch, just watched with a smirk as Hangman shook him slightly, his eyes burning with clear anger and frustration.

“Listen here, you little shit!” He wasn’t even trying to control the level of his voice anymore, the frustrations of the entire night pouring over in one fell swoop, manifesting out with a string of incoherent curses and hands trying to wildly shake the other man, whether to intimidate him or bring him to his senses, Swerve wasn’t sure. All he knew was that neither of those ideal options was working.

All Swerve needed to do, was to lean just a tiny bit closer to his face, to freeze Hangman on his tracks, quieting down, the sudden realization of how close they were washing over him. His eyes fixated on Swerve, who quite honestly looked like he was anything but hating this whole ordeal that he had once again managed to cause. Hands on him, his jacket, holding, pulling him close.

His first reaction was to look away, but Hangman clearly wasn’t done with him yet as the hands remained in their place, he just needed to collect himself to figure out how to proceed from here. Seeing his opening though, Swerve didn’t give him much time to think, soon a hand reaching for Hangman’s face, almost forcefully gripping his jaw, turning him back forward.

A soft blush dusted over the blond’s features. Just as Swerve had thought he briefly saw.

“What’s the matter?” His voice was taunting, clearly trying to push it even further than things had already advanced to. “I thought you said you weren’t done with me yet, cowboy.”

Hangman clearly struggled for words, mouth opening and closing without anything going in or coming out of it. His hands still had a tight grip of Swerve’s jacket, keeping him close even if neither would have wanted that, almost as if he was aware that if he let go, the situation would likewise disappear, slip away from his grip.

Swerve could see Hangman’s eyes wandering on his face, glancing down to his lips as Swerve licked them, almost as if giving him visual clues. Giving him ideas he wasn’t sure if he was supposed to act on them, to chase them, to realize them.

Thankfully there were two of them in the situation, as Swerve quickly closed the gap, pressing their lips together. Hangman let out almost a surprised gasp at the sudden touch, but it didn’t take a lot of persuading to pull him deeper into the feeling that he wasn’t going to admit that he had longed to feel for a while now. The blond’s grip almost tightened on Swerve’s jacket, just holding him close, holding his breath as he felt the pair of soft lips against his, first just as a peck, slowly going for something deeper, more meaningful.

As the curious tongue slipped into the mix to lick over his lips, any thoughts of resistance were officially gone from Hangman’s mind as he gave into the temptation, the soft, deep kiss of a cursed rival.

Hangman still held him close by the front of his jacket, afraid of letting go, of potentially wasting this opportunity. Opportunity to do what exactly, that he wasn’t so sure about. Swerve’s hand slipped from his jaw, up along it to brush a coil of rogue hair behind Hangman’s ear, finally slipping up his neck into his hair. He balled a good amount of his coils, giving it a firm, almost commanding tuck.

Hangman could feel Swerve smiling against his lips as he moaned quietly.

And almost as fast as the moment had begun, it was already over. Swerve pulled away with ease, leaving Hangman breathing heavily and chasing after those lips he wanted back onto him, but all he got back was a chuckle. The hand slipped away from his hair, grabbing a hold of his hand, still somewhat gently ripping it off from his jacket.

Hangman almost jumped as Swerve leaned back closer, lips brushing against his ear. A hot breath sent shivers down his spine.

“Maybe next time,” Swerve whispered to him, clear amusement in his voice over the state he had managed to put the other man in, “You actually try if you want to go for the gold.”

Hangman didn’t get a word out of his mouth, just watched, still stunned over the events that had transpired as Swerve finally fully pulled away, ripping himself away from the blond’s grip. Hands finding their way back into his pockets like before, Swerve just turned on his heels, heading out of the locker room without another word, without getting any resistance back.

At least Swerve had the mental victory over knowing whose name was living rent free in Hangman’s mind for the rest of the night.

#fic #character: hangman page #character: swerve strickland #ship: hangmanswerve #aew fanfiction #wrestling fanfiction

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sioster · 1 year

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im so sleep deprived,,, but i also interested on the chapter 5 cuz you keep ref to them,,,,, i have a very grabby hands,,, gimme gimme, throw it to my face >which part of that au you personally like? and do you have their designs in mind?

NOOO FINDJNFEVBYFBGF why am I like this and have the urge to reference my stuff 24/7 </3 so sorry ahgnjht ):

not me looking thru all of my school notebooks, workbooks and studentbooks looking for the designs 😭 this is what being addicted to drawing does to a girl instead of drawing only in a single sketchbook </3

very readable summary of the story: (oopsies a bit of blood spilled 'ere)

>wil the hero accidentally blows himself up during a fight (villian dt vs hero sbi minus tommy) (L)

>a civillian (drem) scrapes him off the pavement and tries nursing him back to an okayish state, no bonding here

>dumbass wil leaves the civillian's flat (he's barely walking- dear starclan he's literally breaking down from pain ,,GO BACKKK,, STOP RUNNING OUTSIDE)

>wil meets the villian that he sees as his arch nemesis (dream). Wil initates the fight because he was not very stable at that moment, dream on the other hand sticks to defensive moves since he doesn't want to open up wil's old wounds. Dream slips and cracks open his head like an egg- dream's civillian identity is revealed, wil is torn on what to do, in the end he takes dream back to dream's flat (hes not about to share his addres if he even has one)

-the roles have been reversed, its now wil that has to take care of delirious dream, they finally start to bond. So far the things I have here are just '...sickfic typical stuff again </3' and a comfort after nightmare scene that is important to the growth of their relationship (dream has a nightmare about the time he slipped and wil was practically just yelling and watching him choke on his own blood. in the nightmare however, wil never unmask him so he can breathe- dream chokes, literally drowns in his blood as that face hidden behind bandages watches him. When dream wakes up, wil comforts him and takes off his face bandages by himself for the first time to show that dream no longer asleep and he means the words that he calmed dream with)

-yeah after that i dont really have anything more than just fluff, also yeah at that point wil officialy moves in- it's not like he already was practically living there for the past few months. If this ends up as a fic I'd say to end it here for an open gate if I ever write a sequeal, but fr real I just don't have anything more planned yet lol

Goger- freezes time for short periods of time, long bow

Hero/Villain powers and weapons so far:

Snapneck- fire bending stuff. whatdidya expect </3, fists

Dream- believed by everyone to have super stamina, actually shapeshifter (only dt knows), axe

(there are 2 other heroes (not dsmp) made if I would ever need em in the bg, plus 2 crack antiheroes)

Phil- vampire but instead of bats it's crows (not sure if the blood aspect will stay), a saber

Techno- superstrenght, probably a long sword or a crossbow with some kind of thing allowing for close combat

Tommy (hero apprentice)- electricity, so far doesn't know how to really use it, small daggers

Wilbur- nothing and hes sad about it ): , any kind of explosives (still needs a close range weapon tho..)

So far I only have aliases/hero&villain names for dream (civilian Dream, supervillain Zmora) and wil (civilian Wilbur, superhero Muza)

.... yeah I had to use polish words for them ( : (zmora = mare, muza = muse)

I call this piece "your hands are so close dudes just hold them"

fullbody designs with ugly face bandages since I didn't know what I was doing yet back then... btw ye wil lost a chunk of his right hand to the explosion oopsies 🤗😊

finally good looking c5!wil's face bandages 😭 also bonus at!ratza i guees xD

Oh and a favourite moment... I have a difficulty choosing between the confrontation resulting in cracked egg and the after-nightmare comfort sokbpbsbb0a both of these moments have so much of character in them (not really shown here but man,, this ask answer is already super long) so much of insight on what's going on in their brains nlvlmfmpdpdppkf

#karo ask #karo rambles #chapter 5 #btw the au is all /p because close platonic relationships are >>>>>>>#<- for the users taht dont know me #dreblr #... does it count as c!characters..?#madduo #mad duo #there's a lot more detail in the thread (headcanon and aus channel) of this au in the dreblr dc #my loves my dears #my everything

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sensitiveheartless · 1 year

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heLLO I AM AWARE that updates may not be real so dont worry thats not what im here to say. uh. luke skywalkee eaawait sorry its 4am. hello. i am a reader who is very devastated by your moving detective agency and i sleep rderprived. i just wanted you to know that chuuyas defense of the ring was very good and also the odasku reveal (and the way chuuya saved him because it was very BadAss) ryuu and kyouka are cool (I KNOW ITS ARTHUR. I KNOW IT. H.) xhuuyas interactiosn with the ada are heartwarming, you bring out the nostalgic sense of belonging from howls which is very slay. starlight, wow, cannot tell you how much this who cosmic theme is slowly tearing me apart ahaha. soukoku is weitten so well bc u have their dynamic down so well cause like, they keep making mistakes but in the end theyre working thru it for each other. u address their insecurities so well, keep slaying !!! alsp i think another reason why u wrote this so well is because its so full of love, like it fr gives howls moving castle vibes cause u got that sense of "we protect our own" and "youre one of us now" and idk like. its about belonging somewherr i think, and letting urself find happiness and i think u managed to carry that over into ur fic bc its so clear just how much you love these two/three worlds and it rlly shines in the small whimsical moments you give these characters to find joy in. idk. ur an author who loves this fic, its clear. ur fic is so underappreciated, a gem fr fr. im sorry for rambling :( but i rlly wnated u to know its ok if u dont answer tho !! should i be anonymous, okay ill eb anonymous but here have an alias because its 4am, im tired and shameless, like chuuya nakahara. (bites ur fic gently, cause its a precious thing, holds it between my teeth carefully.)

- 4AM

*holds ask gently* THANK YOU 4AM ANON this is so sweet oh my goodness aaaaaah I’m sorry about the sleep deprivation but I’m really happy you’ve enjoyed the fic so far!! And I’m really glad the vibes of howl’s moving castle are coming across—I do love the movie and the book so much(and bsd of course alskdjfj) and this fic is very dear to me :’D That belonging!! Yes!! And the protecting each other and allowing themselves to be cared for! That’s the vibe I want!!

honestly I’ve been really surprised by the response to this fic, people have been so supportive and lovely and I really appreciate it ;; Ah, and I know you said you weren’t asking for an update anon, but I do want to mention that my brain is finally recovered enough that I can write again and I have been making progress on the next chapter—so I’m hoping I’ll be able to post by next weekend! :D barring any other setbacks but yeah alskdjfj

#thanks again 4am anon!! I appreciate you! this was a really lovely ask to receive ;;#ask box #slight #howl au spoilers #howl’s moving castle au

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aliens-took-my-iwa-chan · 2 years

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for assumptions (idk if youve posted about this or anything) but:

teeny tiny

also hyper and sleep deprived at the same time

has a blue backpack

sunburns easily (or freckles idk)

likes dogs

chaotic academia or cottagecore grunge

plays soccer or field hockey

loves tree houses, but not tree swings

has probably said you too when asked to enjoy the meal at a restaurant

solely uses baby body wash (yk the yellow one by j&j)

has a palm tree in the front yard

sorry if this is stalkerish i swear my mind is just very vivid

OOOO YAYAY!!!

I… may be a littleee teeny tiny but not too small!!! >:( /lh im 5’2 so its shorter than most of my friends but at least im over 5’-

I *am* hyper and sleep deprived at the same time howd you knowwwww xD speaking of which ive been waking up at unholy hours of the morning lately which is super weird and exhausting- but it gives me more time to write so 🤷‍♀️

I do have a blue backpack!!! well, sort of- its an oikawa backpack so its blue and white hehe

yeah no I totally sunburn easily- this is why I dont go outside LMFAOO- (i mean I live in a desert that almost never has clouds in the sky, if I went outside with my skin I would look like a lobster)

I love dogs <3333 I have a dog! his name is higgins and I am now showing you a picture bc he’s lovely <3

hmmm so I dont really have much of an aesthetic, just whatever’s comfortable, but I aspire for both of those!!!

I used to play soccer but I am now extremely out of shape and dont play any sports haha- left defense we stannnn

I love both tree houses and tree swings!!! tree swings do get old after a while tho and ive never had a tree house-

YEAH I ACCIDENTALLY SAY YOU TOO AT RESTAURANTS ALL THE TIME HAHAHDBFN-

uhhh so the truth is I just use whatever body wash is available, I dont really stick to a type or brand

uhhh no palm trees in the front yard but like 5+ in the backyard (I had to check for this ngl xD)

this isnt stalkerish in the slightest hehe I really enjoyed answering this ask!! (well I mean its odd how you were constantly right… 🤨 /j) hehe tysm for participating!!!!! <33333

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tbonechessor · 2 years

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1,2, and 13 for the ask game

1. You're not buying a solution to a problem. You're buying an item that is promising to help you with a problem. If you're thinking of buying a product, try to picture yourself using the product rather than focusing on the solution the product might bring. It can help you save money and prevent impulse purchases.

2. My immediate answer is Sleep Deprivation. I end up withholding sleep from myself if I feel like I haven't done something productive enough. Although, it could be argued that's still technically a PHYSICAL type of harm just indirect.

So my alternate answer to that is: withholding nice things from myself out of shame.

13. I find it REALLY difficult to get excessively angry but I think the thing that makes me the most chuffed and sticks with me the most is people being obtuse or deliberately rude.

To be clear: this isn't a matter of propriety or obeying social script to the absolute letter. Those things are notoriously difficult to manage for everyone in various degrees.

If you're trying to be friendly idrc about your methods I can read Intent for the most part. If not, at the very least I can give the benefit of the doubt.

Im talking when I'm in the middle of trying my best to be pleasant and when someone immediately shifts things to being hostile.

Maybe they have something to prove or they think their defensiveness is righteous and cool but it just frustrates me when I'm thrown into confrontation because someone is clearly bored and wants to start something.

I had an interaction recently where someone redirected a pun I made, clearly in jest and aimed at literally nobody. To themselves as if I was targeting them and making the whole thing weird.

It puts me in such a weird position. So uncomfortable. I fucking HATE IT.

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tvxqdbsk · 2 years

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Omg glad I jumped in real fast 😭 my personal other guess is like shim jaewon(spelling..? Aka beatburgerjae? I think some might remember as) their early choreographer bff dad who called them daughters… ummm 🤔 idk who else could make them cry tbh, they don’t usually cry over ppl I think haha

yeah im glad u did too 😭 in my defense im currently very sleep deprived and delirious. i really dont know who would make them cry like that either unless it was someone from their past so i think you're onto something. its probably an old staff member or someone else who was close to the group

#ask

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stardustanddaffodils · 3 years

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CHANGING LIVES JUST CAME ON and my first instinct was to send you an ask (well after doing flappy hands a little bit) and tell you THE PROM IS BEING LISTENED TO

anyway SMILE :DDD

SDJDJDHNHJ AAA YAYY <3

*flappy hands with you* i started doing that when... i think it was alyssa greene? or maybe time to dance? came on during the movie, i just started bouncing and flapping my hands and i had sweater paws so my sleeves were just going flapflapflap it was :D

im actually listening to time to dance right now.... actually just listening to the entire soundtrack on loop while i draw/write its great

SMILE :D :D :D :D

#summer tag #tw caps #sorry i am. not braining very well rn. its late and im sleep deprived thats my defense :')#asks #the prom #summer waves9764

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usamey · 4 years

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THIS FUCKER

#i had a crush on a cat boy...i know... take me away boys😔🔗🚓#but in my defense he was flirty and called you ‘princess’ and i thought that was Very Cute of him #he was supposed to be this rogue loner bad boy #but he ended up being this silly goofy flirt who i absolutely ADORED when i was younger #he cute :)#crushposting #egads! it speaks!#I NEVER EVEN TALKED ABOUT RHE THING #HOLY SHIT OKAY #so a couple weeks ago my cousin stayed over #and we like NEVER get to see each other #so we wanted to make the most of each minute #so we pulled an all nighter #and i was used to sleeping for like 15 hours a day so this was a MEGA shock to my body cuz i canNOT go without sleep #so in order to keep me awake i decide to play VIDEOGAMES #one thing leads to another and im playing old Dating Sims and this was one of them #and it’s SUPER late (early??) the point was i was DYING #and because i was all sleep deprived i started hallucinating #and i go loopy when i go 10 minutes past bedtime so imagine me but HOURS past bedtime #im going bonkers #anyways i start hallucinating this catboy right? and i start laughing #HYSTERICALLY #im like cackling and snorting and the whole works #and my cousin get concerned and she’s like tf??? are you okay???#and i try to tell her what’s so funny. in my brain i am saying ‘cat boy’ but that shit went thru Bonkersville and it came out as ‘cat phone’#so now im vividly seeing a Garfield Phone in front of me. i KNOW there was no Garfield phone but it seemed really real #so now im HOWLING with laughter (and at ass o clock in the morning too) over a phucking Garfield phone #i cannot remember what happened afterwards but before i blacked out i remember t posing over her #and yeah moral of the story is get enough sleep! :)

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irisesindigo · 2 years

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dreamwastaken handwriting analysis

girl help im doing a handwriting analysis on minecraft youtuber dreamwastaken while sleep deprived

GENERAL DISCLAIMERS: 1) Graphology is considered a pseudoscience, therefore, don't take this analysis too seriously, it's all just for fun ^-^ The traits described =/= how the writer actually is as a person 2) I am the farthest thing from a professional, I'm still learning a lot and gaining experience

one last note before i Actually start: as we know, dream has adhd, and there could be traits in his handwriting bc of this, but idk much about how neurodivergence affects a persons handwriting so like. just keep that in mind lol (i rly hope i worded this right im sleep deprived have mercy on me)

okok now its time for the actual analysis ^-^ here are the samples im using:

general

style - mix of print and cursive -> indicates creativity

size - medium, person doesnt mind taking up space, ambivert

baseline - slightly upward -> optimism

slants - simple up and down pattern most of the time -> doesnt share too much but also isnt too suppressed emotionally

zones - lower zones, specifically the g and y loops, are pretty large, which is supposed to indicate a. large sex drive cOUGHH (im just saying what it says help me) or like drive for power and stuff ;; middle zones are small in comparison to the rest, but consistent in size, indicating that social life isnt the biggest part of this persons life, but hes not bad at socializing or anything lol ;; upper zone (other than the capital letters) is also pretty big in comparison to the middle zone, indicates how much a person thinks about things in general

margin - moving forward -> excited for the future :D (we can ignore the numbers; they look like theyre moving to the left but thats only cause theyre getting bigger)

capitals - they are BIG in comparison to his lowercase letters, which is a sign of vanity/leadership; also theyre disconnected from the word -> a person who thinks before they act

letter specifics

e loops are closed -> not very open in sharing stuff

i dots are right above the line -> detail oriented person

t bars are, in general, right in the middle of the line -> pretty confident person

v's and w's are more rounded on the bottom -> friendliness

random things

i can tell he was writing a bit fast in some places (the word "animal", for example) lol aLSO theres a space between "peri" and "winkle" in the word periwinkle, and spaces mean that the person stopped to think before they went on writing. so maybe he forgot how to spell periwinkle and had to check or smth hsauifhwe

signature ft. ur reminder that dnf is real, he said it himself <3

your signature is supposed to represent how you present yourself to the world vs how you actually are (your normal handwriting). since dream is pretty much an entertainer, content creator, yk what i mean, its not rly surprising that his signature looks nothing like his normal handwriting

k last section before the conclusion:

✨ the bane of my existence ✨

aka Interesting traits i dONT KNOW THE MEANINGS OF (in my defense im a beginner at this and there arent tons of free online resources </3 so i have to suffer </33 if leah eckardt ever makes a video on dreams handwriting ill link it here so that we can all enjoy an Actually Good Analysis)

his m's and n's dont have initial strokes

his r's are pretty much right angles; or at least very straight

the initial stroke on his capital F is Very Interesting

HIS K. WHAT IS UP WITH HIS K.

conclusion

this is a pretty confident, friendly and creative person, who's optimistic and excited for the future :]

#i almost gave up on the conclusion ohmygaud #i didnt rly know how to conclude it help me #anyway i am so SO sleepy rn i might like change the conclusion tomorrow and make it better #anw. im going to maintag now and im scared #dreamwastaken #mcyt #*screams*#anywayyyy im def going to be doing more analyses at some point in the future #and ill make it so ppl can send in their handwriting for me to analyze #hsaufihewh ok im done #thursdays graphology arc #thursdays handwriting analyses #gn ig sparkles emoji

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meiloorun-notthefruit · 3 years

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scooby gang au

Scooby Gang road trip is still a thing except for one difference; when the gang leave their hometown behind, Shaggy brings Sugie with him, who is a toddler at the time. The gang don’t really set out to solve mysteries in the first place either; the place they end up staying the night is reportedly haunted and they explore/scout the area because they have a two year old child with them and need to make sure it’s safe. They end up foiling a real estate developer’s scheme but get the hell out of dodge once the police arrive on scene because they are technically runaways under the age of 18.

I wrote a one shot/concept for it *

“Please Fred- I can’t leave her behind.”

Shaggy is stressed, close to tears. He’s clutching his little sister to his chest, left arm hanging with the weight of a baby bag slung over it.

“I-I know the plan was just the four of us but my pa-parents… they haven’t come home in ages… and the babysitter she can’t- she doesn’t- she doesn’t care. No one does and if no one will then I gotta-” and he takes a shaky breath and the rest of the words stumble out.

“I gotta stay. But you know I don’t wanna stay. So like if we take her with us - if I take her with me then like, like-”

Shaggy is working himself up, eyes unfocused, shaking his head as if to clear the very thought of him being left behind and Fred can’t stand it anymore; mindful of the baby’s head, he leans towards Shaggy and rests his forehead against his.

“Hey. Hey Shaggy, breathe. You’re ok. We’re all going to be ok. You didn’t even give me time to say yes. The answer is yes, of course, yes.”

Shaggy is silent, staring intensely at him, needing a few seconds to process and then he’s laughing in relief, straightening up from his defensive slouch and burying his face in Fred’s hair. The arm not holding Sugie wraps around his waist and suddenly Fred is being lifted up and spun into a hug of his own. Fred’s feet don’t touch the ground; he’s barely clinging onto Shaggy but his best friend’s grip doesn’t falter even once. Neither does his euphoria.

“Like, you hear that, Sugie? We’re going places!”

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Sugie is somehow still asleep when Shaggy and Fred make their way to the Mystery Machine, Fred holding the baby bag. He doesn’t mind.

I plan on writing this but i haven’t published a fic in years so who knows! Other concepts i have for this au include: -The Gang go to buy a car seat. Shenanigans ensue. - Scooby is found as a stray in the woods (i know, how original!) -Sibling dynamics and character headcanons are discussed! Anyways im sleep deprived good night.

#scooby doo #scooby gang #fred jones #shaggy rogers #sugie rogers #four meddling kids a dog and a baby #writing

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saintlavrents · 4 years

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Truthfully [h.o]

Pairing: Harrison Osterfield x Reader

Warning(s): Fluff?

Prompt: “I can repress feelings all day.”

Summary: in which he asks you to pretend to be his girlfriend

Words: 1,632

A/N: im back with yet another haz fic. ive been in such a haz mood lately aka since the end of last year. also im sorry that this is kinda bad bc ive been having writers block since january so yea lol and this is my entry to @londonspidey‘s writing challenge. congrats on the 3k!

You were bouncing your leg on the passenger seat as Harrison parked the car in front of the venue. To say that you were nervous was definitely an understatement. You kept on asking yourself how on earth did you get yourself into this predicament. Well, you know exactly how. You just didn’t understand why you had agreed to this.

“I need a favor.” You had opened your door to a seemingly disheveled Harrison, who just walked in as soon as you opened the door.

“Good morning to you too.” You muttered sarcastically as you closed the door behind him.

It was around eight in the morning and you had stayed up last night to study for a quiz you were going to have on your afternoon class. And you weren’t in the best mood due to the sleep deprivation.

Harrison stopped in his tracks for a second before sighing and turning towards you. “I need you to pretend to be my girlfriend.”

Your eyes widen in disbelief. “I’m sorry. What?”

“Well, uh, I kind of told my mum that I was seeing someone and that I’m going to bring that someone to Janice’s wedding.”

��Your cousin, Janice?”

“Yes.”

You sighed as you run your fingers through your hair, “Why, though?”

“Because she keeps trying to set me up with one of her friends’ daughter.”

“And you want me to pretend to be your girlfriend to get her off your back?”

“Yes.” He uttered, seemingly defeated. “You’ve got to help me. I don’t know who else to ask.”

You and Harrison first met in freshmen year in your English class and almost immediately hit it off and that lead to him introducing you to his group of friends, which you soon became a part of as well. Ever since then, you were pretty much best friends with all of them but you and Harrison were probably closest to one another amongst the six of you. The two of you even ended up going to the same University, but for different majors -Theatre for Harrison and Literature for you- and the two of you also live in a flat next to one another.

Being best friends with Harrison was probably the best thing that’s ever happened to you. But the thing is, sometime around sophomore year, you realized that you had feelings for him. You never told anyone, mostly because you don’t have any plans on telling him about your feelings ever. You had such a great friendship with him and you didn’t want to jeopardize it.

But eventually, Harry found out, sometime after he had enrolled in the same University as you and Harrison.

You were helping Harry move in to his flat, since you’ve got two of your classes cancelled today. It was only the two of you as Harrison said that he would come over to help after class. After about an hour of helping Harry unpack his stuff, Harry’s door swung open and Harrison barged in and gave you a hug. You were taken aback, blushing and your heart was pounding a thousand beats per minute.

“What are you doing?”

“Thanking you for helping me with the audition.” He said, letting go of you. You had helped him run his lines as well as film his audition for a major part in a film student’s final project a few days ago. “I got the part.”

“That’s great news!”

“I know!”

Harrison stayed and helped Harry with unpacking for about an hour before leaving again for his next class. After Harrison had left, Harry turned to you.

“You have feelings for him!”

“What? No, I don’t!”

“Yes, you do. If you don’t, you wouldn’t have been so defensive about it.”

You groaned in defeat, “Alright, fine. Happy now?”

“You should probably tell him.”

“And possibly ruin my friendship with him? No, thanks.”

“With you being this obvious, you should just tell him.”

“Again, no thanks.” You paused for a bit, quite embarrassed that you got caught. “I can repress feelings all day.” You added.

Since that day, you tried your best to not make it too obvious that you are practically in love with Harrison. You tried to ignore the loud beating of your heart every time he’s near and/or is looking at you with those blue eyes of his. You even had to put up a tough and sarcastic act whenever he’s around, mostly to pretend that whatever he did and/or say doesn’t really affect you, when whatever he did and/or say drives you crazy.

No matter whatever he said or did, never did you ever expect that he would ask you to pretend to be his girlfriend.

“But, like, your mom knows me.”

“Yeah and she likes you.”

“Wouldn’t she know that we’re not actually dating?”

“We’ll just have to act and be convincing.”

“What’s in it for me?”

“I’ll buy you lunch till the end of the term.”

You thought about it for a second before agreeing, “Okay.”

“Thank you!”

“When’s the wedding?”

“Saturday.”

And that was pretty much how you got yourself in this situation. You, in heels, dress, full face makeup, holding hands with the guy you’ve had feelings for since high school, walking into the venue of his cousin’s wedding.

“Your hands are sweating.” He whispered.

You stopped to retract your hands from his to wipe it off on your dress, “Sorry. I’m nervous ‘cause this is just weird. Pretending to be your girlfriend and all.”

He took your hand again and gave you a reassuring smile before walking into the ballroom, where the party was.

“Harrison!” You heard his mother call for him and the two of you turned around.

“Mum, hi.”

You gave a small smile, “Hi, Phil.”

“You guys came here together? I thought Harrison was bringing someone he’s seeing.” Phil teased.

You tensed up a bit and before you could say anything, Harrison chipped in, “Y/N and I are together, mum.”

Hearing him say that made you feel… weird. It made you feel butterflies, obviously, but it hurts because you wanted it to be true.

Phil looked taken aback, clearly surprised by her son’s declaration, but then quickly broke into a huge grin, “Oh my god! Harrison! You didn’t tell me that the one you’re seeing is Y/N!”

Thankfully, things got less awkward as the night went on and you had to admit that it was kind of fun playing along with it. Pretty much all you did for the rest of the night was stand by Harrison’s side, smile and respond whenever his family would talk to you.

At some point, you felt your ankles starting to hurt from standing too long on your heels, so Harrison suggested you take a break and sit down at the table for a while and so you did. You reached your hand down to your ankles in an attempt to massage and soothe the aching on them. You couldn’t help but look up once and a while and look at him. Sure, it got pretty fun, but it kind of hurt because you wanted it to be real.

He, eventually, caught you staring and mouthed an ‘Are you okay?’, which you responded with a nod and a small smile. You were once again looking down at your ankles and you felt someone pull the chair to your right.

“You know, I never thought he’d had the balls to ask you out.” Charlotte laughed.

You looked at her with a confused expression but before you could respond to that, she spoke again, “He’s always so scared that you didn’t like him that way. But mum and I always knew you like him back.”

Before she could say anything else, you heard Phil call to her for a family photo. What Charlotte said definitely confused you. What was that about?

“Hey.” Harrison snapped you out of your thoughts.

“Oh, hey.”

“Are you feeling any better?”

“Yeah, definitely.” You gave him a tight-lipped smile.

“Okay, that’s good. ‘Cause they’re going to start dancing any minute now.” And as if on cue, a slow tune played through the ballroom speaker.

He offered his hand to you and you took it, walking with him towards where everyone else were dancing, blending into the crowd. The two of you sway to the tune silently, before you decided to break the silence.

“You know, Charlotte said something interesting earlier.”

“What?”

“She said she never thought you’d had the balls to ask me out.”

Harrison tensed, “Oh. Did she say anything else?”

“She also said that you’re scared I don’t like you back.”

“Oh.” He looked down for a bit before looking at you.

“Oh? So, is it true?”

“I… Uh… Well… Here it goes.” He sighed before continuing, “I really like you, Y/N. And I know you don’t like me that way and that’s completely fine, I just hope that we can stay friends with y-” You cut him off by planting a short kiss on his lips.

You pulled away to see him looking very surprised. He was definitely not expecting that.

“I really like you too, Haz.” You smiled at him.

He smiled back at you before kissing you. And all you could think of was how crazy everything was. Never have you ever thought you’d be kissing him for real.

“Wait. She also said that your mum and her always knew that I liked you.”

“Uh… About that… Truthfully, she never tried setting me up with anybody. I just needed a reason to, well, ask you out.” He said, looking at you with that damn blue eyes, making your knees go weak.

And that was probably the moment where you both realized that it was love.

“You're still buying me lunch till the end of term, right?”

#iloveyou3000wc #harrison osterfield #haz osterfield #harrison osterfield imagine #harrison osterfield oneshot #harrison osterfield fanfic #harrison osterfield fic #harrison osterfeild imagine #harrison osterfeild x reader #harrison osterfield x y/n #harrison osterfield x reader #harrison osterfield x you #haz osterfield x reader #haz osterfield imagine #haz osterfield oneshot #haz osterfield x y/n

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caffeinated-shifter · 3 years

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yknow what screw it, cym jasper edition

except im super late lol

so!!!

(under cut bc i talk a lot)

CYM: FAVORITE MEMORIES

@im-shifting-to-the-moon - astronomy class last year. you seem just so cool and a vibe, kinda like my teacher. he was really really cool!

@lilytek - going to my grandmothers farm. she used to have this huge farm, and had a flower garden. she would take me to pick flowers and i always made sure to pick some of my faves, tiger lilies!! (even if i have seasonal allergies, lol)

@lil-shifting-shit - watching superhero movies with my family. we are a huge marvel family, and it was fun to watch and analyze and theorize with them! plus just,,, they look cool.

@chaos-bb - main memory im thinking of is watching the entirety of gravity falls in one sitting. it was so nostalgic and fun to rewatch it!

@shifting-lark - since i associate you in general with water, i would have to say my fishing trip with my grandpa and brother when i was very young and woke up at (iirc) 5:55 am?? i kept catching the same turtle it was very fun, would go again.

@poppythewitcher - talking with my sister in law about the witcher. she was so interested in how pretty it was, but couldnt get past the tutorial. bonus memory! my chemistry teacher making me listen to the witcher 3 (i think?) soundtrack in class bc i was listening to the red dead 2 soundtrack. chem teacher was so cool he was the best.

@gen-is-shifting - so idk why but??? catching every legendary pokemon in alpha sapphire with ultra balls only. also playing pokemon x and meeting xerneas,,, it was so cool??? serotonin levels said stonks

@shifting-soot - listening to mother mother in the rain. i cant explain it but. mother mother in the rain, whilst drawing. plus just,, anytime i watch dsmp bc the serotonin,,,,

@shifting-inspos - psych class this year! my teacher was so so cool, and i had so much fun with everything! most favorite part was getting to talk to this one girl about certain brain functions.

@shifty-bandit - okay this one needs an explanation. so i was hosting a dnd session, and my gf was playing a tabaxi rogue, my one friend was playing a dragon type, and my bf was playing a tiefling. my friends character was a bitch, so my npc was gonna try to poison them, but he used milk. so my gf, being a cat, takes it and drinks it. she then almost dies bc of her failing her 3 saving rolls. i let her live tho bc it had literally only been,,,, not even 30 minutes.

@peachshifting - after my grandfather died, my grandmother got remarried in 2012-ish, so like 8 years later. but then he died. but the second husband isnt important. my grandmother had moved in with him, and they had a cute lil peach tree in the side yard, and when she had too many, we would eat some then, and also bring them to her neighbors.

@romeshifting - buying phoenix wright for the ps4 to play with my bf, and then passing out before we even finished the first trial. in my defense, it was very late! but, it was fun! plus watching phoenix wright with my gf while mildly sleep deprived!

#not shifting #shiftblr mutuals #cym #i just wanted to revisit good memories lol #very self indulgent #please let me know if you wanna be untagged!

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