#need 2 go to sleep im so exhausted from. everything actually

[gelarshiesprofruitboarder]

what am i doing idk im liek dying maybe

[mudkip-enthusiast18]

thoughts on rosekiller? I love your acc btw :))

WAHHHH THANK U SM ANON ;-; 💝💛💝💛💝💛💝💛 IM SO SO SO SORRY THIS TOOK ME 10 YEARS TO ANSWER IVE BEEN SO BUSY :,,,,,,,)

here’s a bunch of random hcs that I don’t think I’ve talked about much hehe :33 (mix of modern/canon/everything aus lol):

arospec/allo barty x allo/acespec evan is my fav thing ever (demiromantic pansexual barty and gay aceflux evan more specifically :3 )

every one in a while (idk how often people touch up their hair lol) they have a “hairdye night” where they put on a show or music on one of their phones and they camp out in the bathroom for a few hours and dye each other’s hair/touch up each other’s roots

continuing off of that last one, barty’s the type of person that mega panics when his roots are showing he needs to dye it IMMEDIATELY no one can know he’s a natural blonde (everyone knows) while evan is the type to not care at all and have it grow out for like 4 months before going “eh I should probably re-bleach it,,,,” the only reason he does it as often as he does it cause they dye their hair together or else he’d forget/procrastinate to no end

evan drives but only cause barty’s the most awful reckless fastest driver in the world and evan doesn’t wanna crash and die

barty collects rings + cool knives and evan collects figurines + physical media and together they collect lego

they're the absolute most annoying couple in the world holy fuck all their friends are so done with them and strangers on the street hate them (not cause of homophobia just cause why are they kissing on the middle of the sidewalk I’m trying to walk here) they’re so clingy and affectionate the pda is insane

they INVENTED best friends to lovers they’re the absolute ultimate yearners

barty’s catholic and evan’s an atheist but he goes to church w barty on the important days (christmas eve, easter, etc) cause “if it’s important to barty it’s important to me”

they like going to conventions and matching cosplays (this might just be projecting lol,,,,,,,,,,,) (a lot of my evan thoughts are,,,,,,, 😭)

strangers and acquaintances see them as the same person, they think they have the same personality and interests and everything, but to close friends and each other they’re complete opposites

they can spend hours and hours and hours and hours just yapping to each other about anything and everything and they never run out of things to talk about

they bicker constantly but they very very very rarely ever actually fight (had all their big fights before they got together and learnt how to navigate them and communicate properly through those experiences so once they got together they were already masters at deescalating disagreements)

barty didn’t sleep for over a week straight after evan died, not until he literally fainted from exhaustion and he would hallucinate evan’s blood on his hands and his dead broken body lying wherever he went

their daughter calls barty dad/daddy and evan papa

their “getting together” was very VERY rocky at the start there was a lot of miscommunication and misunderstanding and assumptions that weren’t true and fear and guilt and just all the things but they eventually figured it out and it turned into one of the healthiest relationships ever

they like to have little spontaneous dance parties in their living room just the 2 of them :3

and I think I’m gonna leave it there :33 this was so so fun anon TYSMMMMMMM I love love love love love talking about them it’s my fav activity ever hehe :D

[caledine]

Leader Whumpee Pt3

( sighhhh do i feel bad? maybe a little… Also heads up these are so short— im sorry I’m tryna cure writers block…consistency not length for now. Hope these get longer as time goes on)

The world had tilted sideways before he could summon the response in him. He lay there with his throbbing head leaning against a cabinet. He should probably do something; his body was too exhausted to care but he knew he had to do something. He heard the pan sizzling as the pasta water overflowed. He scowled, pushing himself up slowly and turning the stove off.” Leader for goodness sake you’ve made a mess.” Medic sighed from behind him. Pasta water dripped on. the floor and she frowned at him. “ You know weaponizing your incompetence is not a good way to get out of your work because I know you can cook. I know you are a hard worker— so if you slack off and pretend that’s all you have I'm going to know.” She pressed her lips into a thin line and disappointment laced her words. Leader didn’t look at her, he grabbed a cloth and pushed himself back on the floor ,haphazardly, to clean up the mess. His side seared. “ Dinner was meant to be ready, Leader. You know how people are— everyone’s tired. We agreed it would be done by 7, and I was feeling nice and gave you 30 more minutes.” Medic’s tone had started getting frustrated. He didn’t blame her but seriously? They were the ones tired?

“ Medic cut it out.” He mumbled, �� I’ll make sauce, it'll be fine.” He couldn’t find the energy to get back up from where he was crouched cleaning up the water. He cradled his side trying to find a little comfort in the waves of misfortune that had led to the unfortunate situation he’d found himself in. “ Leader, it's a crisp, we aren't eating this. What the hell?” she bit, “ Every week , everyone in this house makes an attempt to make dinner something special we can share— but this?” She held the steaming pan in front of his face. He blinked hazily at it. He wanted to be mad. Yell and scream and tell her how cruel they were being . Tell her he needed help and they were all making it worse. But being mad needed energy, energy he didn’t contain. He let it simmer in his chest but didn’t speak up. “ It’s lazy. That's what this is— you’ve had since you got home from patrol to finish this, and Second said you barely did much during patrol . Just wandering off and taking unnecessary breaks. Whatever mood you're in, no matter how mad, we are a collective and your slacking off affects us; All of us. Because lord you won’t even look at me” She was mad now. She spilled the steaming pot down the drain and kissed her teeth in frustration.

He leaned against the front of the oven, having given up cleaning. He knew it would piss her off but he couldn’t find it in him to care. There was a point a human could reach where necessity was watered down enough to neutrality. “ I’ll do better. Tomorrow. Or even in an hour. Please, I want some sleep.” He whispered. She didn’t seem to hear him.

He zoned out a bit and sat on the floor as the room swayed. He tried to force out words that just came out incoherently mumbled, not that any of them were paying attention to him. He thinks he remembered yelling of some sorts. Voices— since when has everyone else gotten here…? Then annoyance. Half towards him he thought, maybe all towards him actually, the burn of glares didn’t vanish from him as he sat frozen. He forced his cloudy vision up to see the team in the kitchen, their yelling falling on deaf ears. Was it to him or eachother? His hand fumbled with the handle of the oven and he used it to push himself onto trembling feet. Pain. Spinning.

He blinked trying to get everything to make sense. Pain. Spinning.

He wondered if he even managed a couple steps before he’d crashed into the ground and the darkness had swam over him.

Part 2, Part 4

[carlos-in-glasses]

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This is from my chapter (chaoter 2) of The Wonder Of It, a collaboration with Lemon and Tessa for @thisbuildinghasfeelings birthday 🧡

Chapter 2 coming tomorrow! You can read Lemon's chapter 1 here on Ao3 now :) and a snippet from Tessa's chapter is here.

“Is this what you need?” TK had asked outright. He’d meant to say want but need just came out.

“So much,” Carlos answered, “Do you? Is it okay if we–?” There was a tremor of fear in his voice – and sweetness. “Because only if you want to?” 

Carlos is everything and everywhere, sometimes. At once the most innocent person on Earth; at once someone who is going to screw TK’s brains out. 

“Yes, I need you too." TK whispered into a kiss. "I want you to come inside me.” 

Their first sex since Gabriel was killed. Their last sex before they’re married. 

Now, in…what time is it?…TK is too covered in Carlos to check his phone…but in roughly six or seven hours, he will be whisked off by Owen and together they will get ready for the wedding. Carlos will stay here at the loft, alone with his thoughts and his grief and his excitement for half an hour before Andrea arrives. She will help him with his bowtie and his cufflinks. With a steady hand, she will fold his plain white pocket square just-so. 

After a couple of minutes of TK hushing and nuzzling Carlos, Carlos extracts himself and heads to the bathroom for a washcloth, leaving TK to sprawl naked and sweaty on top of the bed, staring up at the darkness of their ceiling that their single lamplight can’t reach. He hears Carlos manage a post-orgasm pee and then potter around in the bathroom, presumably finding a clean washcloth in the caddy, which he runs beneath warm water. He returns cleaned up himself, but sniffing like he’s still trying to hold back tears. As if too exhausted for his usual level of tender aftercare, he hands TK the washcloth and starts getting back into the pajama pants and tank top he’d flung to the floor.

Usually he’ll sleep naked after sex. They both do. Carlos didn’t grow up in a naked house and prefers something on his bottom half as a rule, but sex makes him feel bolder in that way. Putting his pajamas back on straight away is a sign of vulnerability that TK recognizes. In solidarity, he puts his PJs back on too, and suddenly it’s more like a slumber party. What happens next after their very adult ‘pillow fight’ is a game of truth or dare.

Sitting on the edge of the bed on TK’s side, Carlos slumps a little, breaking his usually good posture, and drums his fingers together in his lap. He’s antsy. It makes TK antsy. Feelings pass between them so easily these days. 

Carlos’ voice breaks. “You still have a chance to get out now if you need to.”

“What?” TK sits bolt upright. “Baby, no. No. I’m serious. I told you I understood about Pablo. You weren’t in your right mind and nobody got hurt in the end. And I don’t believe for a second you’d have actually pulled the trig–”

“Not that,” Carlos cuts in, “I mean the kids thing.”

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[destinedhope]

part 3 of warriors headcanons, this time with trauma, while trying to figure out how to word it all other then cia and war bad

i dont think warriors home life is bad per say but its not great either, hes a nobles child yes, but his parents and older sister died when he was young and so his uncle took over the family, and he already had two sons older then warriors, so technically there was no need for him any more, and while they didnt treated him horribly, it was no secret they didnt want him there either, it was his uncles goal to marry him off as quickly as he could to a different family. this is something that warriors thinks is the only thing he has going for him since hes been told for years by his uncle and cousins that his beauty is all hes worth(hes actually very smart and talented but they dont want to encourage confidence)

however when warriors is 15 the king made a new decree stating all families, noble or otherwise must send a child of 16 or older to join the military exceptions only for one child households or those unable to, warriors uncle saw this as an opportunity to get his unwanted nephew out of his hair not have to see him until he was marrying age(20 in my headcanon for this era). to keep up the pretense that he cared about his nephew, he arranged for him to live at the family estate in castle town in his free time from the army,

so warriors is sent to castle town to join the army the week he turns 16, hes has maybe 2 months of training before the war starts and hes thrown into being a captian with no experience, an older superior officer is assigned to to train him in everything he needs to know about helping to run a military in war time and to speed run his sword training. this particular superior officer unfortunately does not like warriors and his jump in the ranks or his natural talent with the sword. this officer only last a few weeks as either impa or artemis caught the man trying to take advantage of warriors, hes demoted very quickly and sent to the front lines where hes killed. impa herself takes over warriors training as now she and artemis dont trust anyone else to not try the same thing

starting by saying fuck cia i hate her and im not going into to much detail so use your imagination. unfortunately i do think that she was able to set a trap that was effectiveand that she did get her hands on him for a few weeks or even months before he was rescued, warriors deeply regrets the pride and arrogance and feeling of being invincible that got him caught, and is very careful not to let it happen again

due to the one superior officer and the fact i dont see the traitors stopping on the battle field and that there were several assassination attempts weather by poisoning or other ways, it has left a lot of trust issues, and yes he does heal from this but it does take time, and does show itself again when meeting/traveling with new people, ie the chain it does take him at least a few months to be be able to sleep and not wake up at the slightest of noise, to stop watching every movement made when someone is cooking, to trust being able to take food from them if he didnt see where it came from, to trust having his back turned towards them

he also has claustrophobia due to being trapped in a bottle by the great fairy, honestly this one is very self explanatory, hate being in small enclosed spaces

he honestly does have a lot of insecurities, ones i hope ive been able to sprinkle throughout all of my post, do let me know of theres things you would like more on and i can certainly try to find the words for it,

on a higher note to leave off on i think wind was in the war before the lu adventure solely for the reason i think he and time acting like siblings and warriors thier exhausted parent is hilarious, no one believes wind when he claims time was the one that pulled a pank, and warriors is in the background unnoticed by all except those two giving them the mom look(you know the one)

[littlebitsalt]

IM SO HAPPY MY REQUEST (the catboy one) TURNS MORE THAN MY EXPECTATION(≡^∇^≡) im so happy you make it story, i thought you wouldnt understand with my words(T＿T) and i love your drawing of him! :D

Thanks😍

Yandere catboy x reader

Note: this is a continuation of part 1

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Summary: 5 short stories about the catboy

<1>

Blake dreamed of this moment. Snuggling next to you, on your bed.

He had to be in his cat form in your house, and he had a new name, but it didn't matter that much.

He actually changed into his human self again to unlock the door to your room. It was a close call and he almost got caught by your brother who got thirsty at night. When he went inside your room, you were sleeping peacefully. He looked at you, occasionally touching your face, smiling.

He knew he had to turn back to Tux if he wanted to keep it safe. However, he also wanted to feel you against him in his human form for a little bit longer. He lay beside you, his eyes half closed because of exhaustion.

"..."

He knew well not to fall asleep as Blake, but he drifted off to sleep.

Blake woke up the next day, his eyes opening right up looking around the room fast. Luckily, you were asleep. After checking the time, Blake quickly changed to his cat form.

--

Blake had a busy day. He pretended to be a stray cat taken in by your family at day. He also had to stay right beside you, watching your every movement(and he loved it). And after you drifted off to sleep, he had to go to his own house, just to do things he missed at daytime.

No one really cared if he was in his house. Maybe no one really was in the house is more accurate.

Blake crawled away from your bed and went out of the house. It was midnight, and the streets were empty.

In his cat form, Blake walked to his own home. He wanted to stay with you for the night, but he couldn't. He slept in his cat form the first few nights, but he couldn't stay that way forever. Changing into his cat form was not something to do for hours.

Blake's house was empty and quiet. There was no one in the house as expected. Blake changed back to his human form and looked around. He had stuff to do, normal things he needed to take care of. He didn't want his family member to find out he is changing into his cat form regularly only to see you.

He spent the entire night awake. It was tiresome, but he managed. It was better than you waking up and finding him on your bed because he couldn't manage to stay in his cat form.

At school, all Blake did was sleep. He slept through all classes. It didn't matter to him anyways(he could catch up by studying at night). Maintaining a life as your cat was his top priority right now.

All he needed to do was get close to you as Blake, and somehow make you open up to him.

<2>

"I know there's something going on with you and Blake.*

You had to admit your friend has great insight when it comes to relationships between people.

"What? No."

"Don't lie to me."

"I'm not lying"

There was something going on with you and Blake, but it was not something normal.

"I'll prove you wrong at some point."

Your friend said, as she walked to another direction home.

You walked past where the cats usually hang out. You were listening to music through your earphones when you felt a familiar touch.

"Blake?"

It was Blake. You knew it was him easily.

"Did you miss me?"

Blake asked, smiling.

"Why did you skip school today?"

You asked.

"Huh?"

Blake looked surprised.

"Were you sick? An appointment?"

You asked again. Blake chuckled at your genuine questions.

"No, I was with my family member. Well uh.. he visits once a month to check if I'm doing ok. I spend time with him when he comes to my home."

You remembered now that Blake always skipped school once a month for some reason.

"That explains it... uh.. what do you mean by family member?"

You realized you knew nothing of Blake while Blake almost knew everything about you. Blake never told you about his story.

"... uhm.. he's my uncle. I live alone so he comes once every month to see if I'm living like a decent human being."

"Oh, okay.. that seems a bit.. lonely."

"Then you can spend time with me, and hug me back every time."

You guessed Blake's family was either super cool about him wandering around or too busy, but you didn't know Blake was that lonely.

"What did you do today? I hope you didn't get closer to anyone else, because.. I can't let you do that- well.. uh.. we practically live together, and you can't deceive me.."

"You know well I don't have much friends."

Blake held your hand until you arrived in front of the door to your house.

"Are you going to turn into a cat again?"

".. I guess so."

"You can turn into human again in my room, so don't worry."

<3>

That day was limit and Blake know that well now. Staying as a cat in your house was too much to handle. Staying awake all night and wandering around all night made stress unbearable to his body.

So when you came back home to greet Tux, Blake couldn't control himself.

And that made all his work into nothing. Now you knew he was not the cat you imagined and you cared of. You now avoid him in school, hanging out with someone else when he's right there, looking at you.

Blake raced to your house and turned to a cat before he was too sick to do so. He waited for you to come home, and see him as Tux again.

You never rejected him harshly or directly so Blake thought that if he push you farther it would work. You might accept him. Then he'll be beside you, as Blake.

<4>

"That explains everything. Why you turned into a human so suddenly, and why you always sleep in class-"

You say giving some snacks your mom bought to Blake. Blake was sitting at your desk while you unpacked your school bag.

"..."

"... but don't you think it'll be better if you.."

You stopped for a moment. You acknowledge Blake's lonely(or you assume), but does that mean you should let him be with you all day..?

"I mean.. I think staying with one person all day won't be the best idea."

You finished your sentence.

"Why not? I don't have anything to do in my house, and I love you. I want to be beside you."

Blake frowned at your statement. Standing up from the chair, he continued,

"I don't understand why you're so distant. You loved it when Tux was with you 24/7, and now you don't like the idea of me with you all day.."

Blake was now right behind you.

"... uh.... I mean that you should find something else to uhm.. accompany you."

You said.

"You're getting it all wrong. What else would I accompany when I do not have you in the first place?"

Blake was persistent about staying with you all day. You could feel that from his tone. You turned around to face Blake.

"Then... what about you come over to my house after dinner time and sleep in my room?"

"Huh..?"

"You can stay at your place and do your own things. And after dinner.. maybe about 7 or 8, you can come over to my room, and we can spend some time with each other. You can sleep in my room also."

Blake seemed to be hesitant but nodded.

".. but what will you tell your family if Tux is gone?"

Blake asked.

"I don't know.. I'll just tell them the cat ran away. I think they'll believe it. I'll pretend to be shocked about the disappearance too."

You replied, looking at Blake, who had the best expression on his face.

"Thanks.."

Blake said, his hand wrapping around your body hard.

"Okay, okay- don't hug me too hard-"

<5>

You turned off the lights and plunged onto your bed. It was been almost a week since Blake came to your room to spend time with you. Blake seemed to be enjoying the whole situation. You were sometimes tired of Blake's affection, but you managed.

"I feel like we're a married couple."

Blake said suddenly.

"You should stop daydreaming."

You said, turning your body to the opposite side of Blake.

"It's not daydreaming."

"Why?"

"I'll make it happen someday. You wait and see."

"..."

"We're already so close to each other, so I think it's only a matter of time."

Blake said with confidence.

"You always accept me. You only need some time."

[ourflagmeansgayrights]

some of y’all might’ve noticed that like 90% of the shit i reblog lately is tagged just “#tag later” and this is bc my new job has me working three 12hr overnight shifts a week and this leaves me too exhausted to tag things correctly. i started doing this back in like october-november when i was working AND going to school and was basically doing 52 hrs of work a week and i started tagging the wrong characters and shit and ppl would point it out and i was like aw FUCK. so i started tagging shit “tag later” with the idea that when i stopped having to do these hellish 52hr weeks i’d be less exhausted and i could go through that tag and fix everything. however with my new job there isn’t rlly an end in sight, this is just my life now (and fwiw i rlly like it even if my tagging game is slipping, i love my job). i’ve been tagging stuff “tag later” pretty consistently and i’m starting to think that maybe Employed Jess just can’t keep up w the combo of 1. Having A Full Time Job, 2. my insane tagging system, and 3. my obsessive need to see Every Single Post On My Dashboard. so my options are:

give up on the tagging system altogether (genuinely can’t imagine doing this. reblogging stuff with no way to sort it into categories??? the fuck?????? that’s fucking insane to me. i think i’d get so anxious abt my blog being an infinite unsortable jumble of ofmd posts that i’d delete my whole blog in a panic one night)

simplify the tagging system somewhat (somewhat more doable but also the difference between my old tagging system and my new tagging system on different posts would still drive me fucking insane)

try to get over my anxiety about Seeing Every Single Post and just focus on actually tagging things correctly when i go to reblog them (this one is fun bc if i actually manage to conquer this neurosis then i can finally follow back the dozens of rlly cool ofmd blogs that im only not following bc i’m weird abt how i use tumblr. however i think what would be more likely to happen is i would follow everyone and then still be anal abt seeing every post, but now my dash would be functionally infinite and then i’d be wasting even more time scrolling on tumblr trying to catch up on my dashboard during work or when i’m supposed to be sleeping. and then i’d have to unfollow ppl to stop my life from falling into chaos and i’d feel rlly bad)

seriously limit my time on tumblr just in general and try to focus more on other hobbies in my free time (dgmw there would still be a lot of ofmd in my life i’d just be doing more, like, catching up on fics i’ve been meaning to read or something. maybe even writing more of my own fics??? that sounds fake to me but who knows)

just keep doing what i’m doing and maybe i’ll get better at the whole “work life balance” thing and i’ll be less exhausted all the time and i’ll finally be able to catch up on tagging everything

[sga-owns-my-soul]

for the stargate ask... all of them >:]

stargate asks

well if you insist 😌😂

1. How would you stop a Wraith from feeding on you?

bold of you to assume i would stop it 😏

2. Do you think you have the ATA gene?

i desperately hope that i would, is that the same? 😂

3. Goa'uld, Ancient, Wraith, or Asguard technology?

ancient tech. i'd pick wraith but i really don't think i could get over the texture it looks like a sensory nightmare

4. If you were in the stargate programme, would you prefer to be stationed at Cheyenne Mountain, Atlantis, or Area 51?

ATLANTIS ATLANTIS ATLANTIS

5. Would you be willing to join the Tok'ra? why or why not?

no bc the idea of living that long is exhausting honestly i'm fucking tired bro

6. What's your opinion on the Ancients?

they're fucking PUNK ASS BITCHES and i would throw a brick at them if given the chance (except janus he fucks)

7. Would you like to fly a puddle jumper?

i cannot express how badly i desperately want to fly a puddle jumper. i used to say dream about it endlessly as a kid. actually i still do. i cannot stress enough that i would give up just about everything in my life to fly a fucking jumper please please please please please

8. Wraith stunner or Zat gun?

depends on the situation i think, they're both handy for different things. zat gun would be fantastic for say, making certain politicians disappear. overall tho i think probably a wraith stunner. idk they're cute

9. What alien language would you like to learn if you could?

all of them? is that an option? 😂😂 idk i wanna learn wraith and ancient and asguard and all the different milk way and pegasus native languages omg it would be cool to learn them all

10. Which character(s) most match your vibe?

lol idk i'm sad and complain a lot so a mix of john and rodney? i really don't know! what do y'all think?

11. What would you do if you found yourself in a time loop/dilation field?

nap. i would sleep so fucking much oh my god. time is fake nothing is real im sleeping for 6 months gn (if i was in epiphany i would've spent the entire time sleeping. the team would've had to come wake me up from my sleeping beauty nap)

12. What would you do first with access to a ZPM?

assuming it's not needed for like. impending attack or something id probably power the fuck out of the sensors and look around for funky little secret rooms and stuff in the city

13. What's your favourite ship?

atlantis obviously. she is perfect and iconic and has literally zero flaws and can do no wrong. (im not even gonna bother mentioning my favourite parining bc. if you follow me you already know lmao)

14. What's your favourite Goa'uld and/or Wraith?

for wraith it's a toss up between todd (obviously 🥰) and the badass punk wraith in vegas. he's so hot oh my god i'd let him murder me 😩😩

15. You run into your robot duplicate. How do you react?

"great you can go to work for me i'm taking a fucking break. come wake me up in two weeks"

[th1nkayy]

i am mentally and physically exhausted. today i literally felt entirely consumed by my thoughts and food. i am so tired of living. i mean i’m not even “living” tho anyway. i was running around all day. i take adderall for my adhd but i keep forgetting to take it ☹️ so today was a day i forgot, so i was all over the place unfortunately.

my mom came home and asked me what the hell i’ve been doing for the past 8 hours. and i honestly don’t even know. the whole day felt like a big blur. i started with eating and felt like i ate all day but at the same time i really didn’t? i think it consumed me all day. i did do 2 things today, but got absolutely physically exhausted, and slept from 4-7:30 pm. i was SO tired i couldn’t handle life lol. and i wasn’t planning on eating dinner but i didn’t have enough time to make it and throw it away bc i was supposed to do a 3rd thing and i slept for too long. i KNOW i’m wasteful pls don’t judge i just can’t eat it idk what to do with it. 😭

anyway, mom came home and started criticizing right away. i got criticized for not eating and being too thin, and being a liar. also if i continue like this, i might as well just go be buried with my uncle (he died recently). if she just left me alone on this earth, i would just eat and be dead in a month. and also im a terrible listener because it seems that i missed my meds. i know more than half of these are actually true and some would say i deserve to hear that. but it’s just too hard of a pill to swallow hearing ur mom yell at you for things that i cannot change right now.

i think i should just go in my room and into my bed and never come out. i think the world and my mom would be better off. i feel like such a burden to everyone and everything. :/

i told my therapist about this and she said i’m not a burden to her. 💖 i still think i might be but i think i might not too now? that’s a step in the right direction at least 😞

OH MY GOD. i almost forgot. my mom was like “who are you talking to?” so i responded with “just a friend on snapchat” and she got so fckin pissed. apparently i needed to tell her that she was “a friend from my high school math class that i still keep in touch with.” i feel like a literal child. i’m 22, i graduated 4 years ago, and this friend was from 5 years ago. their not super close we just reached out after a while, but why does all of this info need to be released in the convo. i just don’t understand it. she calls me a liar and says that i’m not a good daughter because i didn’t tell her the whole truth. i really just CANT right now! hilarious and real pov: i want my body to look like a child, but i don’t want to be treated like a child.

also i have work tomorrow and i’m NOTTTT feeling it, but hey at least it might be sunny. so that’s a positive! i still have so much to do before i can sleep again, but i hope i’ll get it done quick! fingers crossed!

gn! x

[jugglingclouds]

Rant about work:

There are quite a few things that upset me greatly about work, but I am fully aware about the difference between normal strees and stress that isn't normal.

I stress easy, I admit that. However, I know it's not a me problem when I can't even come home content with the work I did. I know it's an issue if I am sleeping 11 hours straight right after coming home only to STILL feel exhausted.

We have two sides at work. South and North. Almost any time I work South, I go home and don't feel drained or exhausted. However, any time I do North - even as an extra pair of helping hands - I feel overwhelmed and at a loss for what to even do anymore.

There are a number of issues about North. For one, there are way too many heavily reliant and needy residents- so many that it makes it near impossible to get what you need done in time because right after preventing one from falling, there's another one needing immediate attention.

Then there's the fact that I think we are understaffed for North. South runs fairly well most days with just 3. But North, no matter if it's 3 or even 4 with today's case, it feels like there's too much.

Last, it's the people. I don't exactly like speaking badly about others for the most part, but there are a few that I think does one or two helpful things but then think it's okay to sit and lag behind afterward.

I understand needing a breather. I don't care if you're sitting down for 3-5 minutes. What I do care about it that I feel like 17 residents are heavily relying on me for constant help when I should realistically be only in charge of 8-10 residents. I don't mind helping, but when I worked on North yesterday:

There was 3 of us, right? I got almost all the vitals but 2, and I got 1 shower done, leaving only 1 left. Yet neither got done nor attempted, and no one charted the vitals I did get. I didn't even get my lunch until after dinner, and even then, I had no time to actually get my 3 people hoyered. Yet it was the 2 people on the other hall who got one or two of those people up for me, and not the other 2 people who SHOULD'VE gotten three- THREE- people up.

Those other 2 people had 4 people they needed to get up. So they more than likely ended up getting 7 people up rather than just 4.

And i noticed that the people on my side- when one resident required two of us, there'd be the third one being in there too for NO reason. And when I'd be changing people? There they'd be, that same person, hopping in the room for something that wasn't dire. The TV is loud? Okay, I'll turn it down when my hands aren't gloved and dirty. You need to know who still needs to be checked for changes? I literally told you 25 minutes ago and you magically disappeared.

I am sick of lazy fake people. Im sick of busting my ass-- non-stop moving and even delaying a lunch that should've been taken before dinner and still drowning in work.

I wish I could just sit around gossiping about other coworkers or my personal life with other coworkers (not really, but i wish I was able to get a breather). But I don't. I can't. Because I have work to do. I have multiple residents relying on me for proper care that I can't even fully give because the help I'm suppose to have is too busy treating work like school.

And I hate when I try to voice the struggling, I'm told "weLcOmE to heAlThCAre". This? This should not be this stressful and overwhelming. This shouldn't be normalized to be THIS exhausting.

I have worked in jobs that have stressed me out. I have seen what is a normal amount and when it's not. If North was like South, where for majority of the days it's fairly okay to get everything done in time, I wouldn't be pissed.

But it's not. Every time I am on North, it's like I can't get everything I need to done.

I truly do hope that if I miraculously do get a sponsorship to work elsewhere, I hope it teaches me better ways of providing care as well as allowing me time to actually give proper care. Because with how things are where I am right now, I doubt anywhere else in this country is going to be any better considering I know plenty of other nurses and aides who've said its just as bad or worse than where I work right now.

[chososcamgirl]

HIHIHIHI IYAAA SOOOO I JUST CAME BACK FROM HANGING OUT W MY FRIENDSSS AND I DIDNT BUY ANYTHINGG (was gonna spend @ Sephora but ended up reasoning with myself and put everything away YAY ME) BUTTTTTT WE DID END UP WATCHING JOKER 2 SOO IM GONNA RANT ABT IT (to make up for the lost check ins) 😈

HOW WAS WORKK??? HOPE IT WAS VERY SKIBIDIIII!!! TELL ME ABTT IT SIGMA ALPHA IYA🐺💪‼️

I FORGOT IF I SENT MY ACTUALLY DAILY CHECK IN TODAY (I write them in my notes) SO TELL ME IF U DONT SEE IT AND ILL PASTE IT OVER TO TUMBLR (im pretty sure I did but I THINK I FORGOT TO TURN ON ANON SO IF I ACCIDENTALLY DID A BLOG REVEAL KEEP MY IDENTITY A MYSTERY 🤫 BUT TELL ME SO I CAN RESEND MY DAILY ASK) 

OMG I RENTED A POWERBANK AND ACCIDENTALLY BROUGHT IT BACK WITH ME… ITS NEARLY 12AM HERE SO I NEED TO GO BACK TMRW (im gonna get charged about like $40 SOMEONE SHOOT ME OMFG) AT LEAST I GET AN EXCUSE TO GO TO THE MALL TMRW THO?? 

ALSOOO I FOUND A STORE HIRING NEAR MY SCHOOLLLL I RLLY WANT TO GET A PART TIME SO I MIGHTTT CONSIDER IT BUT THEN I WOULD NEED TO FIND THE TIME TO ACTUALLY COMMIT IF I DO WANT TO PURSUE ITTTT

OMGROIGOJIOJIR REMEMBER HOW I MENTIONED I WRITE IN MY SLEEP?? TURNS OUT THAT LIKE A WEEK AGO.. I FELL ASLEEP WHILE DOING HOMEWORK AND STARTED WRITING ABOUT MY RACE IN MY SLEEP.. AND I DIDNT BOTHER TO CHECK IT WHEN I WOKE UP ON MY DESK IN THE MORNING SO I TURNED THAT SHIT IN WITHOUT NOTICING I RANTED ABOUT MY FUCKING RACE ON MY ASSIGNMENT…. MY TEACHER WAS SO FUCKING CONFUSED ON WHY I STATED I WASN’T WHITE ON MY PAPER AND TOLD ME THAT THEY THOUGHT I MIGHT OF BEEN HAVING PROBLEMS MENTALLY… THE FACT I HAD TO ADMIT IT WAS BECAUSE I WAS SLEEP WRITING??? IM GONNA END IT PLEASEEE THATS SO EMBARRASSINMGGGG IT WAS HELLA FUNNY THO.. I WOULD POST THE PICTUJRE BUT I CANT </3 CUS OF ANON *sighs* 

ITSSS SJAPP WEEKENDDDDDD IM SO EXCITED ITLL BE 5AM WHERE I LIVE SO THAT MEANS I GET TO WAKE UP TO A NEW CHAPTERRRR

SPOILER WARNING FOR JOKER 2 ‼️‼️

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Okay I was a HUGE fan of the first movie which was why I was excited to see the second one with my friends but honestly… IT WAS SO ASSSSS

First, I DIDNT KNOW IT WAS GONNA BE A MUSICAL like I don’t mind musicals, they can be BANGERS and the first few songs were good BUT as the film progressed the songs just felt so unnecessary and awkward👿😭

UGHHHH OMFGGGG IM SOOOOO PISSED ABGT HOW DIRTY THEY DID MISS QUINN IN THE SEQUEL!!!! I LOVE HARLEY QUINN AND GAGA BUT LIKE HER BACKSTORY IN THIS MOVIE AND HER WHOLE PERSONALITY IS NOT ITTTTTT PLUSSS GAGA I LOVE UR VOICE BUT OMFGG I SWEAR THE SINGING WAS TOOOOO EXCESSIVE ARNTRJNSR THEY DID HER SOO DIRTYY.. GAGA WAS ROBBED.. SHE COULD HAVE BEEN SOOOO MUCH MORE BUT HER CHARACTER WAS JUST.. BLEH..

HONESTLY IF YOU TOOK OUT ALL THE MUSICAL FACTORS THEN THE MOVIE WOULD FEEL LIKE A 2HR LECTURE… AND THE RUN TIME??? TWO HRS IS INSANE FOR SUCH A PLOT 

THERE WERE NO PLANS OF A SEQUEL AND THEY SHOULD OF KEPTTT IT THAT WAYYY OMGGG THIS WAS SUCH AN OBVIOUS CASHGRAB.. THE FIRST ONE CLEARLY HAD PASSION, THIS ONE WAS JUST FOR MONEY THERES A REASON WHY THE RATING IS SO LOWWWWWW

STILL THO, THE MOVIE HAD GOOD SCENES AND ALL THE ACTORS HAD THEIR MOMENTS  .

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. OKKKK HOPE YOU HAVE A VERY SIGMA NIGHT!!! SWEET DREAMS I LOVE YOU DAWG 💪🔥

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HI ALPHA!!🐺

responding to ur most recent ask sent on saturday night hello‼️‼️‼️

IT SOUNDS LIKE YOU HAD FUN WITH UR FRIENDS!!! im glad🙂‍↕️ hanging out with ur friends always makes life better even if its for that moment it’s still very much worth it <33 HOORAY FOR REASONABLE SPENDING🎉🎉 u are stronger than me alpha.. sephora and i are in a current battle and i fear she’s winning😰

WORK THIS WEEK HAS BEEN SO GOOD!! i worked 4 days in a row all either opening or closing (or both) but they were all good shifts! i’m just very exhausted from this week though like mentally and physically😭 i slept most of the day away yesterday and im just trying to rest up again today because my throat is actually getting worse which KMS.

NO LMFAO UR FINE!! if u do happen to reveal urself don’t worry i’ll keep it a secret 🤫🤫🤐 WHAT? $40 OH MU GOD what the fuck that is SO EXPENSIVE TO RETURN IT i would just keep it at that point.. but atleast it’s another excuse to go to da mall🤗🙂‍↕️ YIPEE! oooo job searching! that’s exciting. though part time is a big commitment just bc you can’t change ur hours once it’s set in place but if you want to apply for it then i say go for it!! as long as u have the time for it 100%!!

OH MY GOD😭😭 NOT ON THE HOMEWORK TOO PLS that actually made me giggle please. don’t worry abt it though i’ve seen worse!! sleep writing is a talent that u should not be embarrassed abt, you’re good‼️🙂‍↕️

IVE HEARD SO MANY BAD REVIEWS ABOUT THE MOVIE LIKE the fact that they break out into song randomly etc😭 i wanted to watch it but the reviews are making me rethink spending $15 on a movie ticket… ill probably not watch it and watch the substance instead (apparently that’s fucked) BUT ILL LYK!!!

THANK YOU ALPHA!! I HOPE YOU HAVE A VERY SIGMA DAY‼️ ILY🫵🫂

[navire190413]

i am exhausted. i really need to stop drinking so much. i almost didnt make it into work today just because i wanted to sleep more. probably since i've been going to bed around 2 every night. i really gotta adjust my life style soon or i feel like there will be serious consequences somehow.

ive been considering giving up on x-chan. its been 4 months since we broke up, and then 3 months as "friends", where we're just doing this stupid game of ohhh we like eachother so much one week then dont like each other the next week, repeat. we met up after work yesterday and went to 神田 to go to 神田屋. idk why we even went there, x-chan hates chain izakayas. we only had one drink then decided to walk to 秋葉原。we found another chain izakaya to go to since they allow smoking at your seat. usually when we're together he always holds my hand, but he didnt reach for it at all last night, so i didnt reach for his either. i felt like, oh maybe its actually over now and we're just actually going to act like friends and not be all ラブラブ like we are most of the time. 

we left pretty early after having 2 mega lemon sours and some food. he was exhausted from work and was basically falling asleep at the table. we said bye and didnt kiss or anything. i went to my usual bar for a drink or two before going home. most of the usual people were there but i mostly just drank by myself and played with my phone. i was too exhausted and over thinking everything to even try to communicate in japanese. 

i texted x-chan while i was there saying i wanted to hold his hand earlier but didnt know if it was okay or not so i refrained. he told me its always okay and he likes when i do it, so i guess i will from now on. i also told him i still like him and after i got drunk i asked him to please tell me if he ever starts talking to a girl romantically so i can stop pursuing him out of respect for the both of them. he agreed, so i guess i should stop worrying about if he's talking to anyone until he tells me he is. 

my old drinking buddy ended up coming to the bar while i was there and we drank until 11:30, which is why im so fucking exhausted today. he's american from texas and has been in japan for less than a year. he's kind of sort of studying japanese but he hasnt really made much progress lately haha. he teaches english and is stuck in that terrible cycle. i couldnt do it. all of the people i know who are english teachers are miserable and on the verge of offing themselves. the pay is too low and their hours too long and they have weird ass fucking contracts with barely any time off. i definitely got lucky when i decided to go to language school. but also extremely lucky i had the means to save up for it and afford it. i love japan but i dont love it enough to become an english teacher just for a visa. i would absolutely move back to the states before i even considered teaching english as a job. which is why i was so panicked the entire time i was job hunting. 

im sure if i didnt come to work today it would have been fine, but i had a cold two weeks ago and something about me missing 3 days of work in a month when i just got my work visa 2 months ago doesnt sit right with me. i got ready in 10 minutes today so i could sleep in the max amount of time possible and didnt even bother with makeup. i really gotta get my shit togetherrrrrrr. x-chan also doesnt want to drink as much anymore and wants to save money, so if i stop hanging out with him as much i wont be drinking as much or spending as much money either. but if i dont hang out with him as much, he'll start hanging out with other girls! i dont think he will but my ocd is killing me. i want to give up so bad. i tried my hardest to make things right between us, but they keep going from good to bad and then from bad to good and i am frankly emotionally exhausted. he texted ME good morning today, and that made me more happy than it should have. i need to stop wasting my emotional resources on this and focus on myself. its so hard. 

i think im gonna go pray at a temple this weekend. it usually helps me clear my head and i feel like my luck usually turns around when i do. fighting the urge to look up 縁結び祈願 temples because i should pray about getting my life together, not getting back with x-chan haha. i typed this then immediately invited him to go with me.

i do the money management and accounting at my job. im still being trained on how they like their stuff organized and how to do everything the right way in japan. japan's tax system is so complicated compared to how "streamlined" it is in the states. also having to add up big amounts of money here is kind of comical. so many 0's. so. many. 0's. also dont ask me to say any number larger than 999万円 outloud because it takes me like 10 seconds to count from the end of the number and backwards to understand if its 万 or 億.

i need to go shooting soon. i have a photo series in mind, but it requires me being out all night long until like 6am, and i dont feel comfortable doing it alone since random men always approach me when im by myself so im kind of relying on my friends to go with me. i also keep blowing off my friends to hangout and try to woo x-chan. my life is a mess. i also need to study instead of drinking every night. and i need to not go to the bar as much so i can save up to move. and and and and. and i need to buy more film for my camera. and i want to play pokemon in my free time. and i need to study more japanese grammar for my job because im forgetting a lot of it now that im not going to school everyday. and and and and. i need to go to the grocery store after work today.

yesterday on my way to the station after work, there was a guy puking on the sidewalk. first thought was, okay gross? and at 5:30? kind of fucking early to be hammered… then i looked at his vomit and it was a giant amount of unchewed ramen noodles. like. so so so much. we made eye contact and that man was in PAIN. i wonder if he just overate or something instead of being drunk 😂 that image of those fucking noodles will stay with me forever.

i need to do laundry and clean my room when i get home tonight.

[wellnesscard]

this week has been emotionally insane for me and its good its a good challenge that i have to be sober but it is a challenge. but also reinforces why i want to be sober outside of being forced to, idk when i got so used to getting drunk/high when im the slightest bit stressed out it makes me a lil disappointed in myself but thats okay thats why im fixing it now. im so exhausted though i need to drag myself out of this apartment but devons got the car today and the errands i want to do are all uphill (actually matters a lot when my other mode of transport is a bike from the 1970s..... i love the bike its sooo cute but it doesnt give you much assist at all when going uphill). and i slept until 2:30pm having vivid dreams about the lake and an imaginary grandmas house. i used to sleep all day like this when i was a teen, my #littleescape, but ive been waking up with the sun since it came back. i think my mind and spirit was so tired it kept me sleeping today, im grateful for it but remembering the disorienting feeling of waking up, getting organized for the day and errands, and realizing at this point theres only an hour until everything closes. ill probably just call today a wash and try to relax. i drew a bath but that actually had the opposite effect i mustve made it too hot it got my blood moving to fast and i felt like i couldnt breathe so i just stood up in there instead and used a washcloth to clean myself bc it was needed. i feel all messed up. but theres honestly no pressure on today. i have a few things i need to get to but i can do them tomorrow before work and it will be easier then bc ill have the car. like besides the elevation, these destinations are all the way up the highway and i dont like being so close to cars going that fast as a pedestrian.

[mothfluffs]

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[wabblebees]

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[ma3mae]

Hi, can I request? I'm actually doing an exam and yeah it almost finished but I didn't finished 100%. Can you do a scenario where the reader is overthinking about the exam that she submitted. When I didn't finished I was like overthinking that I'm useless, failed, worthless, etc. ( i did that because I thought I can upgrade this semester but turns out I'm failed.) Thankyou so much of you can write this thing for me! (Also can I get a cuddle from Chuuya 🥺🥺🥺)

"Exams are a hassle"

Summary: Exams have been stressing you out for weeks now so how does your boyfriend comfort you? (Chuuya x Reader)

Genre: plenty of fluff but also a bit depressing ^ anon request tells u why

Warnings: a bit of self loathing and sleep deprivation bc exams are the best booster for self confidence I FEEL U ANON

A/N: thank you for your request!! I hope this will somehow be able to lift you up 😩✋ you can do it, anon!! Soon you'll be done and then u can relax and enter bsd brainrot again. Also didnt proofread this bc im writing this in a car so the nausea is lowkey kicking in 😩😩 hope this doesnt seem rushed omggg

Part 2 : In sickness and health

Nakahara Chuuya

our cheeto boy finally coming home after a normal day work

Like comepletely annihilating a mini terrorist organisation LMAO 🤡

he comes home to find yourself on the same spot and legit same position on the couch he has last seen you like FKING 12 HOURS AGO???

is instantly baffled and worried because??

"Are you seriously STILL preparing for your exam?? Don't you need a break??"

he immediately shuts himself up tho as he just sees the dark bags under your eyes and the red eyes and oh no :((

a sniffle follows as you bury ur face into your hands and this BOY IS JUMPING across the room to get to you

Jk but hes instantly by your side and cradling you in his arms

h-his light? the love of his life??? HATING HERSELF???? BC OF AN EXAM?????

u know what that means 🚓🚓🚓🚓🚓🚓

Jk no jail

Hes gonna come at you WITH FACTS THO 😤✋

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Exhaustion was weighting onto you like nothing else. Your eyes were hurting at this point from having to look at the same screen for weeks now, only taking breaks to go to the toilet or either drown yourself in energy drink or coffee.

Your boyfriend would often be absent because of his work and he'd support you as always. You saw the worry in his eyes and he would ask if you'd like his help or if there's anything he could do for you.

But you kept refusing him since he had already enough on his shoulders in your eyes. He was probably even more tired than you yet still managed to shine so brightly whenever he'd look at you with so much adoration in his eyes for you, no matter how horrible his day went.

Slowly but surely felt something bubbling up inside you.

"No... I can't deal with this right now." you tried to convince yourself as you swallowed the lump inside your throat.

You looked at the time on the screen of your PC, trying to see through the blur infront of your eyes.

3:47am

Fuck, you were tired. You just wanted to quit everything, cry yourself to sleep and finally be at peace but no. This shitty exam just had to be one of the most important events in your life and you really couldn't fuck this one up.

As you buried your face in your hands, you could faintly hear keys rustling outside the door.

No! I can't let him see me like this!

Yet your tears just wouldn't stop and soon enough you heard him enter.

"Hey, doll. What the hell, you're still awake? I told you to just go to sl-!"

You didn't want to answer him. No, you simply couldn't even if you wanted to.

Only mere seconds passed before you felt gloved hands grasp both of your hands.

"Sweetheart... Listen to me."

You merely shook your head as he watched your shoulders tremble.

Clicking his tounge, he lifted you up with ease, pulling a sudden yelp out of you.

"No, Chuuya. Please put me back, I have to g-"

"Y/N, just listen to me for one damn time."

How could you refuse him? When you could feel his warmth so close to you.

Yet your guilt was frankly consuming your whole being. You could hear it in his voice.

Was he angry? Annoyed?

Because of you?

You just wanted to get through this exam by yourself. How could you burden him when he had already enough on his own plate. He didn't need someome like you just adding more onto it.

"I'm sorry, Chuu..."

You felt him sit down onto the couch, the soft light of the screen illuminating the space.

"For what?" He whispered to you as he began to rub circles onto your back.

"It's just..."

A sigh escaped as you felt his hands grasp yours, finally letting him see you fully for the first time and yet the sight made your heart clench.

"No, none of that shit anymore, alright? If you want to rant about it then rant. If you want to cry about it then cry. But no way in hell can you expect me to sit back any longer. It already went on for long enough these past few weeks. You need a break, Y/N. "

There he was.

The love of your life, wearing his heart on his sleeve for you as he poured it out.

Always being honest with you and laying himself bare.

Its what made you fall in love with him but you couldn't deny that you envied that part of him too.

Yet he always managed to make it a part of you too with words alone.

"But I can't. I'm afraid, Chuuya. Afraid that I'll fail this. Because then what? I don't know what I'm supposed to do if the worst would happen. I just-!"

You couldn't see anything anymore. Eyes so blurry as you tried your best to look at him.

And he still managed to leave you breathless as he wiped your tears away, feeling as if you'd be looking at the sunrise itself.

Always giving the energy to let you see the next day.

"I just don't want to burden you. Anyone. Even myself. But what am I supposed to do? I feel so useless everytime I memorize something and I just keep forgetting it because I just don't want to fail. What should I just d-"

Soft lips met yours, a slight tinge of the cherry chapstick you had gifted him on your taste buds.

"You are not a burden, Y/N. Not to anyone, you or even me. I meant if for every time when I asked if I could help. Yet you would always tell me you'd want to do this yourself and if my girlfriend wants to do that then why shouldn't I let her? But everyone has their limit and you need to understand that. I know you've been crying yourself to sleep these past few weeks and I hated myself for letting something like this happen. "

He let his lips linger on your right cheek.

"It's okay to be afraid."

Linger on your left.

"It's okay to cry.

Linger on your forehead.

"But the last thing I'd let you do..."

And lastly return back to your lips.

"Is you feeling like a burden. Feeling useless and everything that comes with it because you are none of that."

You gently took his face into your hands, letting your shaken eyes gaze into his firm ones.

"But what if I fail?"

"You won't. I know you can do it. I've seen how you are, Y/N. Hell you're one of the strongest people I know. You'll stand up for what's right. Every time I come battered, bruised and everything else, you'd always be there to comfort me, tend to my wounds, even feed me when you have to. Your presence alone would make the weight vanish on my shoulders, yet you always carry it without any complaints. So let me do the same to you and help you. "

You tightly wrapped your arms around him, burying your face into his shoulder.

"But it's just an ex-"

"You better not fucking tell me that its JUST an exam. I'm not listening to any of that for tonight."

You felt his lips stretch into a smile as he buried his face into the crook of neck.

"Let's just go to bed and I'll help you rehearse everything, okay?"

"Are you sure about that? Is your patience gonna hold out long enough?"

You let out an "acK!" as he suddenly tightened his arms around you.

"Don't underestimate me, doll. You've seen what I can do so rehearsing for a puny exam won't be a challenge at all. So let's-!"

He lifted the both of you up with his ability, floating towards your bedroom.

"-just sleep already because we both deserve it after tonight, alright?"

You couldn't help but chuckle at his sudden silliness.

"Oi, what are you laughing at"

"No, nothing. Just appreciating my boyfriend, his handy power and the love he'd always give me."

"D-Don't be so sappy. Rest and save that energy for tomorrow."

"Hmm, oh well. But I still wanna say that I love you though."

"Out of nowhere... but I love you too. Always will."

*****

Anyway yall rehearse that shit together and ur boy being the one to take breaks bc bro wtf have u been learning???? This some science level shit?? But he gives u snacks, cuddles, support and everything you need

bro's gonna pamper you as soon as you finally had ur exam and you gotta restrain him from showering you with gifts bc of how happy he is

HIS future wife deserves the best after all 😤😤😤✋✋✋✋

if u tell him that he doesnt need to buy you so much and that you'd be happy with him just being there then oh...

dont expect him to hold back after being so cute 🤡 especially after yall havent done anything for weeks probably so time to catch up 🏃‍♀️🏃‍♀️🏃‍♀️🏃‍♀️