airplane (that one's for you will)

Saudade: Ch6

When you reached the hotel, you still couldn’t really believe you had said yes to this. The moment Josh had suggested flying you out to see one of his shows, you didn’t really think much of it. You weren’t a huge fan of airplanes and you honestly didn’t really want to leave Brendon either. But after another phone call from Josh and talking over it with Brendon, it was best you went and spent a day or two with Josh, just enough time for you to act like everything was normal, and then go back home and fuck Brendon senseless. It was honestly so screwed up, but you couldn’t help it. Much less, Brendon was temporary. After Josh comes home from tour, Brendon will be gone, and everything will be back to normal again. Right? You had been very careful too. Any time you did stuff with Brendon, you made sure it was protected sex, you washed your clothes from the smell of weed, you tried to sober up the best you could, you changed his contact name in your phone to simply Bren, and you had warned him not to give you any hickeys or scratch marks a week before your flight to see Josh. Maybe if you faked it good enough, Josh wouldn’t even notice anything had changed about you. When you walked into the lobby, you looked around, eyes scanning for that familiar face, and when you found it, you melted. It was then that it finally sunk in that you hadn’t seen him in so long.

There he was. The boy you originally fell in love with. His curly hair was bright yellow now but everything else was the same. Cat-like smile, squinty coffee colored eyes, that gorgeous tattoo sleeve, edgy gages, a tiger tank top, ripped black jeans, usual sneakers, and arms open wide, ready to hug you. You knew you had missed him earlier, but now, the feeling had intensified a million times worse. You felt as if you had been missing and empty and heartbroken, and now, being able to run into his arms and hold him tight, all of you was complete. “There she is,” Josh beamed, pulling you into his embrace and kissing your lips. “I missed you so much.”

“I don’t want to let go,” you whispered, clinging onto him so tight. “Fuck, I missed you so much Josh. I missed your voice, I missed these arms, I missed those lips, I just-”

“Y/n,” he breathed your name and pulled your face back towards his, kissing you again and again and again, fingers tangled in your hair. It felt like resurfacing to catch your first breath of air after being drowned into the dark depths of the water. It was refreshing and relieving and so joyful, calmness and coolness and nothing but love laced within his words. It tasted as if there was pure sugar coating his lips, his tongue dipped in honey, his hands soft cotton candy against your skin. When you both finally pulled away to catch your breath you laughed, wrapping each other in your arms again, then pulling away.

“You should probably take me up to the room before we spend another hour kissing in this lobby,” you teased.

“Actually, uh, I have to be at sound check in the next ten minutes,” he explained, scratching the back of his head. “As much as I’d love to catch up, I still have work to do.”

“Can I tag along?” you wondered.

“Yeah, yeah, of course,” he nodded excitedly. “It’ll just be me and Tyler goofing around, but I’d love if you came. Let’s just give your bags to Mark and then we’ll take off.”

Honestly, you truly did miss Josh. You didn’t even realize half of how much you missed him until you saw him again. Sitting on the edge of the stage, smiling up at the boys and dangling your feet from the side, you couldn’t help but admit that there was nowhere else you’d rather be. You listened to the clash of cymbals and beat of the drums, Josh bouncing up and down in his seat, nodding his head to the rhythm. Tyler gave you an overenthusiastic wave and hug earlier, telling you how much Josh missed you and complained about you being gone, and now to see him singing his heart out, playing the ukulele, closing his eyes and swaying side to side, you knew this was where you truly belonged. This was the band that you fell in love with, just like you fell in love with Josh. After they finished the song, you clapped and cheered, earning a bow from Tyler and a wink and blown kiss from Josh.

The show that night was just as spectacular. You danced and sang with Jenna as the lights flickered around the arena, the fans roared, the boys played their hearts out. It was amazing. The two boys were rolling around in hamster balls, being lifted up on their drum kits in the crowd, doing backflips and jumps off the piano, having drum battles, running around the arena, climbing up on towers, and all sorts of crazy shit. By the end when the confetti sprinkled into the air, you were hooting and hollering along with everyone else in the venue, grinning back at Josh after they had taken a bow, then racing up to meet him. “That was fucking phenomenal!” you cried, wrapping your arms around him and kissing him passionately. “Holy shit!”

“You liked it?” he laughed nervously, searching for approval within your eyes.

“I loved it!” you reassured. “Oh my goodness, Josh!”

“Come on,” Tyler gave you a teasing punch on the arm. “You know you were staring at me the entire time.”

“Whatever,” you rolled your eyes.

“Come on, Ty. Maybe if you ego can deflate a little bit and you stop bragging we’ll get to the restaurant sooner,” Jenna joked. “Can’t take a shower and get dressed if you stay out here flirting with Josh’s gal all night long.”

“Right, I have to behave for the Missus,” he smirked before leaning in and giving Jenna a kiss. “I think we’re heading out to get a bite to eat. You guys want to tag along after showers?”

“Nah, I think we’re going to head for the tour bus instead,” Josh explained.

“Wait. We’re not staying in the hotel tonight?” you raised an eyebrow.

“We have to travel overnight to get to tomorrow’s venue, we have an interview in the early morning,” Josh frowned. “I’m sorry, I should’ve told you.”

“No, it’s fine,” you reassured. “I just uh, I think I overpacked then.” You weren’t about to admit that your reason for disappointment was because you’d have to fuck him in a cramped tour bus bunker instead of a nice comfy hotel bed all to yourselves, so you kept quiet.

“It’s okay,” Josh reassured.

While the boys took showers and got dressed, Jenna and you talked about some of the opening bands and some of your favorite local venues. Then Tyler and Jenna headed out for some food, leaving you and Josh in the tour bus alone. He was in an old gray t-shirt you had bought him, wearing some shorts and a black snapback, drinking a Red Bull and easing into the sofa, his arm around your shoulder. He was talking nonstop about some of the coffee shops he had visited in a couple cities prior to this one when you finally decided to cut him off with a kiss. When you pulled away, you chuckled. “Sorry, I just, um…” you looked away shyly. “I missed that. A lot.”

“Yeah?” he raised an eyebrow, setting down his energy drink. “You really did miss me?”

“More than you could ever imagine,” you sighed.

“Then let’s make up for lost time,” Josh whispered. He held your head in his hands, gently sifting his fingers through your hair and delving his tongue into your mouth, pressing it against yours, both of your eyes closed. It was as if moving in slow motion, floating through space, drifting underwater, blowing in the breeze. Each movement and touch was so graceful and careful.

“I missed you so much,” you mumbled against his lips. It was like falling through tufts of clouds, everything so soft and sweet and quiet and calming. His hands slid underneath your shirt and you hummed softly as he pulled it up over your head, tugging it gently off of your arms, tossing it to the ground. You then took it as your cue to slip your hands underneath his shirt, closing your eyes and sighing at the feeling of his abs underneath your palms, your skin sliding against his chest, his toned muscles making a small smile tug at the edges of your lips, then finding the hem of his shirt and helping him pull it up and off as well. You began to place kisses on his lips, his neck, his chest, his stomach, then slid down between his legs, glancing up to watch his face, eyes half lidded and biting down on his lower lip as you dipped your fingers into the waistband of his shorts, slowly sliding it off his body.

“God baby,” he inhaled a sharp breath as you tugged them off, then groped him carefully through the fabric of his boxers, eliciting a moan from his lips. “I love that.”

“Yeah?” you couldn’t help but smirk. You took his boxers and slid them off his body, letting his erection spring free, then instantly kissing his head, pressing your tongue against his slit, taking him into your mouth, only making his moans grow louder, his fingers softly tousling your hair as you took him deeper and deeper.

“Mm that feels so good,” he hummed. You began to bob your head up and down, lips working down his shaft, hands on his hips, closing your eyes and loving the taste of him in your mouth. You felt him tense, a choked sigh get caught in his throat, and you knew he was close. You started swirling your tongue around his shaft. “Fuck-” as he came he lost control of his body, warm liquid pouring into your mouth and dribbling down your throat, you sucking him off and getting every drop, praise falling from his lips. You climbed back on top of him, about to place his lips on his when you both heard something you were definitely not expecting. A knock on the door.

“Holy shit,” your eyes went wide and you backed away from him, hopping off the couch and fumbling for your shirt. Josh instantly stood up and tugged up his boxers and shorts, then raced towards the door, glancing back to make sure you were fully dressed before opening it up. You nervously gulped down your nerves and gave a hesitant smile as Jenna and Tyler entered the tour bus.

“I thought I was going to freeze out there! You took forever to open the door, Josh!” Tyler teased. “Gosh, what were you doing? Up to no good I bet.”

“Just dozed off on the sofa,” he lied. “We’re a bit sleepy.”

“You can always turn in for the night if you want,” Jenna suggested. “We don’t mind a couple snorers. I think me and Ty are going to start up a movie though.”

“Oh okay,” you glanced at Josh, hoping to get across the point that you were still turned on beyond belief. You were aching to have his cock inside you, especially after that great blowjob, and all this time you had been away from him. Plus, you were already soaking wet. “Want to head to bed, Josh?” You were desperate for him to pick up on the hint.

“I don’t know, a movie sounds like fun, right?” he asked. A little part of you died on the inside.

“Maybe…” you drew out the word, still hoping he’d figure out what you were going for.

“Come on,” he insisted. “It’ll be fun.”

“Fine,” you complied, taking a deep breath and reassuring yourself that he must have something planned for later. He wouldn’t just leave you hanging like that, right?

It was at least a half an hour later, Jenna and Tyler curled up on one side of the couch, you and Josh on the other. Each couple had their own blanket, arms wrapped around each other, eyes on the screen. Tyler had popped in some latest hit blockbuster everyone had been talking about, and everyone had their gaze glued on the screen except for you. All you could think about was the ever growing wetness between your legs and how much you wished you could just fuck Josh right now. You could barely even stare at the television you were so distracted. You were leaning against Josh, his arms wrapped around your waist, both of you underneath the blanket when the idea came into your mind. You slid your hand down to meet his, your palm on top of his wrist, helping him gravitate towards where you needed his touch. Maybe if you could just get a little bit, he just fingered you nice and slow and you were subtle and quiet, Jenna and Tyler didn’t even have to find out. You slowly moved Josh’s hand towards your thigh and he glanced at you strangely. “Please?” you mouthed, inaudible, pleading eyes. He glanced at you, glaring, half annoyed half disgusted that you would even think it would be appropriate, then returned his attention to the movie. A bit hurt and offended, you tried again, urging his hand to push just a bit father, which really reeled in his attention, him turning his head towards you and full on glaring this time.

“Cut it out,” he muttered, wresting his hand away from your grip and then looking back at the movie. He glanced out the side of his eye at Jenna and Tyler, who didn’t seem to notice the small spectacle, and then shifted his gaze back to the screen.

“Josh,” you barely whined. You couldn’t help it. Your fingers snuck back to find his palm when he gave a menacing glare at you again, then leaned close to your ear.

“I told you to cut it out,” he hissed. “Look, this is not appropriate. Jenna and Tyler were kind enough to offer us to spend time with them, and this is what you’re going to do?”

You bit down hard on your tongue, so hard it began to bleed. Josh had never spoken to you like that before, or even looked at you with that kind of glance, a menacing glare you couldn’t even seem to pry out of your mind. Maybe he was right. You were the problem. Tears started to form in your eyes and Josh glanced at Jenna and Tyler again, who this time looked back, definitely picking up on the vibe. “Uh, something wrong?” Tyler wondered.

“No, we’re fine,” Josh reassured.

“I just need to use the restroom. It’s no big deal,” you insisted, pushing the blanket aside and getting up from your seat, walking out of the room and not even daring to look back. You assumed Josh would go after you, or at least you hoped he would, but nothing. Instead, you locked yourself in the bathroom, then sunk to the ground, tears falling down your cheeks.

You were right. Coming here was a bad decision. You felt miserable. That’s when there was a knock on the door, and you wiped your tears, getting up and opening up the door. Of course it was Josh. “Hey,” his voice was a lot softer. “Look, I’m sorry baby.”

“It’s fine,” you sniffled, still wiping a tear from your cheek. “I was just, not thinking right I guess.”

“No, it was me,” he insisted. “I was being selfish and stupid, I didn’t know they were coming, I promise we’ll sort this out. I wasn’t being considerate and after-” You shushed him with a kiss, pulling him into the bathroom and kicking the door shut with your foot, tangling your fingers into his hair and knocking off his snapback, slipping your tongue into his mouth. You were going so fast, spinning around and around, reckless and desperate, when Josh slowed you. He pulled away, rubbing small circles on your back, bringing you to a slow stop, as if reeling you back into reality. It was as if he was flashing a yield sign in your face, warning you to slow down, to take it easy, to relax. You took a deep breath, looking up into his cocoa eyes before kissing him again. This time it was how he liked it. Slow, soft, sweet, just right.

“I-I’m sorry,” you stammered softly when you pulled away and he began kissing your neck.

“Shhh don’t apologize,” he mumbled. “Just tell me what you want, babe. I want to make you feel good.”

“Just something quick,” you nodded slowly. He picked you up carefully and sat you on the edge of the bathroom counter, placing a kiss to your forehead. You closed your eyes tight. “I don’t care, I just want you Josh. I miss you so much and I-”

“I know,” he shushed. He placed his lips to yours and tugged down your sweatpants, rubbing you through your panties. You were still wet from earlier, and now twice as soaked. “So beautiful.” He put his lips on your neck and slid your panties down to your thighs, running his fingers up and down your folds before pushing one in, making you gasp.

“Fuck,” you sighed, holding onto his shoulders as he began to pump in and out, then adding another one and making you moan.

“Not too loud,” he reminded. He moved them in and out slowly, then pressed his thumb to your clit, starting to rub in small circles, causing you to hum softly, so fucking close. He went faster, his fingers picking up the pace, thumb rolling over your clit until you came, barely able to keep from moaning his name for the entire bus to hear, your walls clenching around his fingers and wetness seeping from your folds.

“Holy shit,” you muffled yours moans into the crook of his neck and listened to him whisper praises for you as he pulled his fingers away. He placed them in his mouth and hummed for a moment, then glanced back at you.

“Miss me?” he whispered.

“Most definitely,” you chuckled. You pulled him close and kissed him again, everything pastel colors and flower petals and honey lemon, beautiful and simple and perfect.

“Come on, sweetheart,” he gave a small smile, helping you off the counter and sliding up your panties and sweatpants. “I think we might have a little bit more of the movie left.”

He took your hand in his and guided you back outside, Tyler and Jenna not seeming to notice or care that much, which you were thankful for. Josh let you lean on him, his arm around your waist, blanket wrapped around the two of you, television glowing bright within the dark room. You placed your ear up to his chest, closing your eyes, tuning out all the sounds except for the steady rhythm of his heartbeat, slowly lulling you to sleep.

Some help if possible

For school I’ll be making this kind of old-timey 50′s esque ‘explain’ video for people who end up going to mars.

Say, they’ve been traveling for months and they’re almost there, the instructional video starts playing to tell you, first of all, welcome, then it gives you a few tips on what to do, and what not to do (aka don’t just go outside w/o taking your helmet, your head might implode)

Think of airplane instructions before you land, but with the whole 50′s mindset of ‘everything is great and nothing can go wrong’ even tho it deffo can.Think fallout-instructional videos from that time and games like Bioshock/Fallout

Some inspiration I’ve been gathering, I don’t want to ask too much, but for those who might have ideas, feel free to let me know. Due to my own procrastination and being too stressed to actually do anything, I only have one week left and I’m not sure what to do anymore;;

how to stay productive

i rly srsly have a problem with this especially after school ))): like im always on tumblr or something so i never get anything done rip

so im gonna try to practice what i preach from now on!!! lets get into it!

preparing for productivity

  • when you get home from school or work, give yourself a 20-50 minute break. lets be honest we all have those days when we try to jump right into doing whatever the heck you need to do right when you get home but after like 20 minutes you’re distracted and a mess and not getting any work done. the easy way to prevent this is to give yourself time to do all of that before you start your work so you’re not distracted later (give urself an hour if its been an especially long day). eat a snack, wash ur face tbh, whip your hair, idk what you crazy kids do but do it. srsly. just get it out of the way.
  • get everything ya need in one place. this is kinda a no-brainer especially since it’s all over tumblr. but srsly why get up every 5 minutes to get a pencil or something? just have it all in the first place. ez.
  • turn off your phone or put it in airplane mode. personally i like to pretend like im so determined and focused but every time i see the little t at the top of my phone im just gone. don’t let it distract you. if you need the internet, use your laptop/computer for less distractions.
  • set the mood. idk what you do, whether thats playing the moana soundtrack hanging up fairy lights, putting on your diffuser or playing rap music; idk man! do it.

actually doing the thing

  • alright so now u got ur fairy lights, ur mildliners, ur face washed, and ur apple juice (??? apple juice is lit???). now throw yourself into it. literally just force yourself to do it. don’t know how??? welll!!! not sure how to help you! (no im kidding don’t leave yet pls)
  • use the touch it once rule. this is a favorite of the studyblr community. it means that everything on your to-do list, everything you know you need to accomplish– start it. just tell yourself “i’ll only do 3 math problems” or “i’ll only work on this resume for 5 minutes”. they say the hardest part is always starting. chances are, that unfinished worksheet is going to really bother you and you’ll end up finishing it. if not, then just come back to later and touch it again and again until you finish it. tedious, but it works.
  • use the “two minute rule”. i got this one from @emmastudies! this rule means that if anything on your list takes 2 minutes or less to do (checking your emails, checking your tumblr inbox or something), do it. just get it done.
  • keep it balanced. do like one easy task and then one hard task so you’re getting everything done but not overwhelming yourself either.
  • break down your tasks. don’t just look at a giant task like “write a 3-page paper”. break it down into smaller subtasks like “plan paper. draft paper. edit paper. type and print paper.” its much less scary to look at.
  • visualize procrastination as a monster. i do NOT take credit for this one; i saw it in a masterpost somewhere so this isnt mine!!! but basically i read that you should look at procrastination as a scary opponent ready to eat you alive (and honestly it is). tackle it. don’t let it attack. be so scared of it that you don’t let it get anywhere near you.
  • honestly just do it and keep at it. stop letting procrastination kick your ass so that you can be productive and stay productive. the work is it’s own reward (:

Sirius takes Muggle Studies starting in third year to annoy his family. At first he plans on only taking it the one year before switching, but it grips his attention and won’t let go. Learning about muggle medical science, electricity, airplanes, the space race… every new topic felt like a new discovery.

It’s at the end of fifth year that the professor offers an extra credit project. Find something muggle that interests you and document your findings. Sirius feels stuck until halfway through summer holiday when he spots the bare bones of a motorcycle about to be hauled off.

At first his focus is figuring out what kind of bike it is (a 1946 Triumph 3T) and how to identify parts, but it quickly turns into a full restoration. The summer was spent mostly with James as they searched junkyards for missing parts, several times one repair leading to something else breaking and Sirius swearing up a storm. By the time school starts again he has 3.5 feet of parchment written front and back.

Two weeks before seventh year starts Sirius finally has it fully restored, crowing with joy as he rides down long stretches of empty road, already planning on what charms he could add to make it run better or make parts last longer.

It’s when Gryffindor wins the quidditch cup that year that sirius begins wondering what it would take to make the thing fly.

mbti on an airplane (just read :p)

INFP: The guy who is listening to some depressing or motivational song and murmurs the song lyrics while starring into the window and thinking about life

ENFP: The guy who gets your soul out into a conversation and then falls asleep for 3 hours.

ESFP: The friendly guy who talks to you during the whole flight and makes you a bit uncomfortable but you decide to keep talking cause they’re pretty cool.

INTP: The one who practices what to say to the flight attendant cause he/she doesn’t want to make it awkward.

INFJ: Stares into the window while they think about some deep shit and is annoyed by the ESFP who is yelling in the seat behind them.

ESTP: *sleeps for 16 hours* wakes up in a motel in Thailand with a tattoo on his/her forehead….. 

ISFP: Suffers an emotional breakdown because the flight attendant misunderstood their order and he/she is too shy to say anything.

ISTP: Gets drunk on the airplane and wakes up next to ESTP and has ‘YOLO’ tattooed in his/her back.

ISTJ: Involuntarily helps ISFP through their emotional breakdown and secretly hates the pilot because he woke him/her up from a beautiful nap.

ENTP: Gets upset cause they made a dope playlist on their phone and then forgot their earphones and ends up (surprisingly) getting drunk with ISTP.

ISFJ: Starts a conversation with a sweet elderly man and become best friends.

ENTJ: Gets into a fight with the flight attendant because it’s not allowed to check Tumblr on the flight ;)

ESTJ: *argues along with ENTJ* and rants about the disgusting food in the plane before falling asleep and dreaming about cheeseburgers.

INTJ: Has to go to the bathroom but doesn’t want to ask the person beside them to get up because they’re crying for some emotional problem that INTJ is uncomfortable talking about.

ESFJ: Missed the plane, ends up staying at home watching some dope show and almost chokes on popcorn because they were laughing too hard at some cat food commercial

ENFJ: Makes a best friend in the flight and is heartbroken because they will never see eachother again. 5 minutes later they make another friend. :p

Ask Away Anonymously Or Not.                        (◕‿◕✿)

All My Asks I Answered On My Blog Deleted, So I Decided To Make An Ask Meme Thingyy.

(1) Do You Sleep With Your Closet Doors Open Or Closed?

(2) Do You Have Freckles?

(3) Can You Whistle?

(4) Last Song You Listened To.

(5) What Is Your Favourite Colour?

(6) Relationship Status.

(7) What Is The Temperature Right Now?

(8) Did You Wake Up Cranky?

(9) How Many Followers?

(10) Zodiac Sign.

(11) What Is Your Eye Colour?

(12) Take A Vitamin Daily?

(13) Do You Sing In The Shower?

(14) What Books Are You Reading?

(15) Grab The Book Nearest To You, Turn To Page 64, Give Me Line 14.

(16) Favourite Anime?

(17) Last Person You Cried In Front Of?

(18) Do You Collect Anything?

(19) What Did You Have For Lunch?

(20) Do You Dance In The Car?

(21) Favourite Animal?

(22) Do You Watch The Olympics?

(23) What Time Do You Usually Go To Bed?

(24) Are You Wearing Makeup Right Now?

(25) Do You Prefer To Swim In A Pool Or The Ocean?

(26) Favourite Tumblr Blog?

(27) Bottled Water Or Tap Water?

(28) What Makes You Happy?

(29) Post A Gif Of What You’re Currently Feeling Right Now.

(30) Do You Study Better With Or Without Music?

(31) Dogs Or Cats?

(32) If You Were A Crayon What Colour Would You Be?

(33) PlayStation Or Xbox.

(34) Would You Swim In The Lake Or Ocean?

(35) Do You Believe In Magic?

(36) What Colour Shirt Are You Wearing?

(37) Can You Curl Your Tongue?

(38) Do You Save Money Or Spend It?

(39) Is There Anything Pink Within 10 Feet Of You?

(40) Do You Have Any Obsessions Right Now?

(41) Have You Ever Caught A Butterfly?

(42) Are You Easily Influenced By Other People?

(43) Do You Have Strange Dreams?

(44) Do You Like Going On Airplanes?

(45) Name One Movie That Made You Cry.

(46) Peanuts Or Sunflower Seeds?

(47) If I Handed You A Concert Ticket Right Now, Who Would You Want The Performer To Be?

(48) Are You A Picky Eater?

(49) Are You A Heavy Sleeper?

(50) Do You Fear Thunder / Lightning?

(51) Do You Like To Read / Write?

(52) Do You Like Your Music Loud?

(53) Would You Rather Carve Pumpkins Or Wrap Presents?

(54) Put Your Music On Shuffle, What Is The First Song That Came Up?

(55) What Season Are You In Right Now? (Weather)

(56)What Are You Craving Right Now?

(57) Post A Screenshot Of Your Tumblr Feed.

(58) What Is Your Gender?

(59) Coffee Or Tea?

(60) Do You Have Any Homework Right Now? If So, What Is It About?

(61) What Is Your Sexuality?

(62) Do You Make Your Bed In The Morning?

(63) Favourite Pokemon?

(64) Favourite Social Media?

(65) What’s Your Opinion On Instagram Stories?

(66) Do You Get Homesick?

(67) Are You A Virgin?

(68) What Shampoo And Conditioner Are You Using Right Now?

(69) If You Were Far From Home And Needed To Sleep For The Night, Would You Choose To Rent A Crappy Motel Room For $60 Or Sleep In Your Car For Free?

(70) Are Both Of Your Blood Parents Still In Your Life?

(71)  Whats The Next Movie You Want To See In Theaters?

(72) Do You Miss Your Ex?

(73) What Is Your Favourite Quote Right Now?

(74)  What Eye Colour Do You Find Sexiest?

(75) Did You Like Swinging As A Child? Do You Still Get Excited When You See A Swing Set?

(76) What Was The Last Thing You Ate?

(77) What Games Do You Have On Your Phone?

(78) Would You Give A Homeless Person CPR If They Were Dying? Why Or Why Not?

(79) Been On The Computer For 5 Hours Straight?

(80) Stalked Someone On A Social Network?

(81) Do You Like Meeting New People?

(82) Do You Wear Rings? If You Do, Take A Picture Of Them.

(83) Do You Sleep With Your Bedroom Door Open Or Closed?

(84) What Are Three Things You Did Today?

(85) What Do You Wear To Bed?

(86) List All Of Your Different Beauty Products You Have Right Now.

(87) Are You A Day Or Night Person?

(88) List All Of Your Video Games On Your Phone, Console Etc.

(89) Tell Me About A Dream That You Had And When It Happened.

(90) Favourite Soda Drink?

(91) What Sounds Are Your Favourite?

(92) Do You Wear Jeans Or Sweats More?

(93) How Do You Look Right Now?

(94) Name Something That Relaxes You.

(95) What Tattoo Do You Want?

(96) Favourite YouTuber?

  • 1. What are your hobbies?
  • 2. If you could have dinner with any 3 living or dead people, who would they be and why?
  • 3. What makes you laugh?
  • 4. What was the last good thing that happened to you?
  • 5. What is your biggest goal?
  • 6. What do you think is the meaning of life?
  • 7. Do you believe in an afterlife?
  • 8. Do you have any pet peeves?
  • 9. What do you like to do on the weekends?
  • 10. What was your favorite TV show growing up?
  • 11. What is your favorite TV show now?
  • 12. What are your favorite movies?
  • 13. Tell me one surprising fact about you.
  • 14. What do you look for in a significant other?
  • 15. What were you like as a child?
  • 16. What are some things on your bucket list?
  • 17. Who has had the biggest influence on your life?
  • 18. Do you have any pets or have you ever owned any?
  • 19. Talk about a challenge you had recently and how you overcame it or how you plan to.
  • 20. If you could only listen to one song for the rest of your life, what song would you choose and why?
  • 21. Talk about a favorite childhood memory.
  • 22. What is your favorite commercial?
  • 23. If you could give your younger self one piece of advice, what would it be and why?
  • 24. If you were stuck on a deserted island and could only bring one thing, what would it be?
  • 25. Who is your celebrity crush?
  • 26. Who is your favorite musical artist?
  • 27. What is your favorite music genre?
  • 28. What is your favorite color?
  • 29. What would you do if you won a million dollars?
  • 30. If you could have one superpower, what would it be?
  • 31. What is your dream vacation?
  • 32. What actor or actress would star as you in a movie about your life?
  • 33. Where did you grow up?
  • 34. If you could trade lives with anyone else for one day, who would you trade with?
  • 35. What is your favorite book?
  • 36. Who is your favorite author?
  • 37. Who do you look up to?
  • 38. What is your favorite food ever?
  • 39. Are you a picky eater?
  • 40. Drunken story time! Go!
  • 41. What beverage do you consume most often?
  • 42. What is the first thing you wash in the shower?
  • 43. Would you kiss the last person you kissed again?
  • 44. How are you feeling right now?
  • 45. Do you plan out your outfits?
  • 46. What is the closest red item to you?
  • 47. Talk about the last dream you remember having.
  • 48. Do you love yourself?
  • 49. When was the last time you cried and why?
  • 50. Have you ever met a celebrity?
  • 51. Have you ever been to a concert?
  • 52. What are you listening to right now?
  • 53. Have you ever flown in an airplane?
  • 54. What is the craziest thing you've ever done?
  • 55. Are your parents or guardians strict?
  • 56. Did you have a good childhood?
  • 57. Have you ever been in love?
  • 58. Do you bite into your ice cream or just lick it?
  • 59. Did the one person who hurt you most in your life ever apologize?
  • 60. What are some of your turn-ons?
  • 61. What are some of your turn-offs?
  • 62. Would you go skydiving?
  • 63. What are you thinking about right now?
  • 64. Do you ever rent movies?
  • 65. Do you ever illegally download entertainment such as music, movies, etc.?
  • 66. What is your zodiac sign?
  • 67. Do you believe in karma or predestiny?
  • 68. Is there anything you want to say to anyone right now?
  • 69. Would you rather live a shorter life but be wealthy or live a longer life and struggle financially?
  • 70. What is your stance on abortion?
  • 71. Do you believe in ghosts?
  • 72. Who do you admire and why?
  • 73. What was your worst experience while under the influence of drugs or alcohol?
  • 74. Have you ever had a near-death experience?
  • 75. What do you daydream about?
  • 76. Where do you want to live after retirement?
  • 77. What would you change your first name to?
  • 78. If you believe in a God or Higher Power, what one question would you want to ask Him or Her?
  • 79. Are you more optimistic or pessimistic?
  • 80. Are you more introverted or extroverted?
  • 81. What is your dream profession?
  • 82. What do you worry about most?
  • 83. When was the last time you tried something new and what was it?
  • 84. Who do you compare yourself to?
  • 85. What excites you about life?
  • 86. What five words would you use to describe your personality?
  • 87. What is one life lesson you learned the hard way?
  • 88. What belief do you have that many people disagree with?
  • 89. If not now, then when?
  • 90. Is it possible to lie without saying a word?
  • 91. What activities make you lose track of time?
  • 92. If you had to teach an academic subject, what subject would you want to teach?
  • 93. What is your biggest regret?
  • 94. What will matter most to you when you're 80 years old?
  • 95. Are you a messy person or a clean person?
  • 96. Are you a perfectionist?
  • 97. How tall are you?
  • 98. What is your guilty pleasure?
  • 99. Do you prefer sweet or salty?
  • 100. What is your favorite social media website?
How to Practice Effectively

Mastering any physical skill, be it performing a pirouette, playing an instrument, or throwing a baseball, takes practice. Practice is the repetition of an action with the goal of improvement, and it helps us perform with more ease, speed, and confidence. 

There are many theories that attempt to quantify the number of hours, days, and even years of practice that it takes to master a skill. While we don’t yet have a magic number, we do know that mastery isn’t simply about the amount of hours of practice. It’s also the quality and effectiveness of that practice. Effective practice is consistent, intensely focused, and targets content or weaknesses that lie at the edge of one’s current abilities. So if effective practice is the key, how can we get the most out of our practice time? 

Below are 4 tips for practicing better for just about anything!

1. Focus on the task at hand. Minimize potential distractions by turning off the computer or TV and putting your cell phone on airplane mode. In one study, researchers observed 260 students studying. On average, those students were able to stay on task for only six minutes at a time. Laptops, smartphones, and particularly Facebook were the root of most distractions. 

2. Start out slowly or in slow-motion. Coordination is built with repetitions, whether correct or incorrect. If you gradually increase the speed of the quality repetitons, you have a better chance of doing them correctly. 

3. Next, frequent repetitions with allotted breaks are common practice habits of elite performers. Studies have shown that many top athletes, musicians, and dancers spend 50-60 hours per week on activities related to their craft. Many divide their time used for effective practice into multiple daily practice sessions of limited duration. 

4. Finally, practice in your brain in vivid detail. It’s a bit surprising, but a number of studies suggest that once a physical motion has been established, it can be reinforced just by imagining it. In one study, 144 basketball players were divided into two groups. Group A physically practiced one-handed free throws while Group B only mentally practiced them. When they were tested at the end of the two week experiment, the intermediate and experienced players in both groups had improved by nearly the same amount. 

As scientists get closer to unraveling the secrets of our brains, our understanding of effective practice will only improve. In the meantime, effective practice is the best way we have of pushing our individual limits, achieving new heights, and maximizing our potential.

From the TED-Ed Lesson How to practice effectively…for just about anything - Annie Bosler and Don Greene

Animation by Martina Meštrović

First Interactions Meme


Send ✗ for my muse to come to yours out of concern for a mutual friend
Send ♧ for my muse to meet yours at a mutual friend’s birthday party
Send ☺ for our muses to strike up a conversation on an airplane or boat
Send ☂ for my muse to find yours injured and offer their assistance
Send ☼ for our muses to meet when their pets take a liking to one another
Send © for our muses to meet at work as colleagues for the first time
Send ♔ for my muse to meet their new boss - who happens to be your muse!
Send ♫ for my muse to meet yours in a bar
Send ♤ for our muses to be assigned as partners for a mission
Send ღ for my muse to offer yours a compliment as they pass eachother.

(Add ‘reverse’ for our muses’ positions to be switched, where applicable)


“Hey! Hey you, I need your help!”
“Have you seen my dog/cat/pet? Would it help if I showed you a picture?”
“Oh, you know (other muse) too?”
“It’s good to meet you. (Muse) never stops talking about you.”
“Can I have your number?”
“Uh, not to be rude, but we literally just met.”
“Hey, is this person bothering you?”
“Sorry to bother you, but are you okay?”
“You look a little lost. Need help?”
“Here, you can borrow my phone.”

Love Me Like You Do (Part 1)

Summary: Draco decides to visit America before he gets married to Astoria Greengrass, fulfilling a pact his family has made with hers. It’s a last-minute trip he wants to take before he settles down to fulfill his duties as a Malfoy. Until he meets you, and you change his whole life.

Word Count: 3,073

Warnings: None.

A/N: Another daydream of mine with my beloved Draco. Hope you all enjoy! 

Originally posted by nellaey

“Draco? Draco!”

Draco blinked and met his mother’s eyes. “Yes?”

Narcissa Malfoy gave him a thin-lipped smile, embarrassment across her otherwise-stoic features. “Are you with us, dear?”

Draco, in fact, wasn’t in the room. His mind had been wandering ever since his father began to talk about business and how he was seeking to invest his Galleons into worthy ideas. Nothing that really interested Draco. His passion was found in cauldrons, steaming potions, watching them change colors as Draco neared the discoveries of spells and concoctions that would help the wizarding world throughout the planet.

Yet his parents weren’t so fond of his chosen career path. They called it a hobby, didn’t acknowledge Draco’s efficacity in it, and Lucius incessantly insisted that Draco meet with him weekly to go over the family’s interests and what to do to bring even more fortune to the Malfoy household.

The war had been unkind to his family. Pureblooded thinking had been shunned and Lucius Malfoy had been forced to swallow his pride and beliefs to keep going forward, to try to fix the wrongs that had tarnished his household when he had chosen the wrong side.

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a visual representation of my inauguration day anxiety

Okay I am really sick and tired of people complaining about how mean Lance is to Keith, and I’m here to remind you that Keith is just as willing of a participant in their banters! Not to mention, Keith says mean things to Lance without being provoked either! For example

  • “We could toss out some nonessential weight” said to Lance specifically in the first episode
  • purposely misleading Lance in the invisible maze. 
  • “I’M NOT SCARED!!!” as he does the same thing as Lance, and also goes faster because he wants in to the competition too
  • “What’s that? I-I can’t hear you, you’re cutting off!” aka Keith being a little shit for fun
  • “The amount of information in your brain could be stored in a paper airplane” Keith insults Lance without provocation. Hell, Lance didn’t even talk to Keith thus far in that scenario, it was Keith that initiated the banter
  • The entirety of the elevator/pool scene. Keith was rude to Lance when Lance didn’t do anything

Also have you guys seen teenage boys bantering? That’s what they do. There’s really no real venom to their words. Not to mention Keith and Lance have many instances of getting along well. Plus Keith is pretty rude to everyone at one point. He says a lot of mean things to Pidge as well.

Plus, Lance also engages in similar banter with Hunk and Pidge. Pidge makes waaay more cruel remarks to Lance and everyone else yet I don’t see y’all hating on her. Only being happy at how “sassy” she is. Stop right there. Enough with the colourism. If you’re gonna blame Lance for being mean to Keith, you also better blame Keith and Pidge for being mean to Lance as well.

Wait, what?

(based on this) (look, there’s a part two)

Yuuri barely has time to grab his jacket when he runs out the door, much less brush his hair or find a hat. Unfortunately, he’s sure that that means that his hair is an absolute mess. It’s been getting long again, but in between classes and helping Yura out with his routine on the weekends, he hasn’t had much time for things like haircuts. Besides, Victor doesn’t seem to mind it, and Yura likes to experiment hairstyles on Yuuri “so that if it looks stupid, I don’t have to see it on myself.”

It’s not that big a deal, except on days like this, when he sleeps in (thanks a lot Vitya) and doesn’t have the time to really get it under control. He usually meets up with his friends before class, and he doesn’t doubt that they’ll notice, and probably tease him about it.

They notice.

“Yuuri!” Estephania gasps, sounding too scandalized for her words to be anything but teasing. “What on earth happened to your hair?”

Yuuri flushes. “I was running late,” he mumbles.

Richard snorts. “You sure? Because that looks more like sex hair to me, man.”

“Ooh, he’s right,” Estephania coos before Yuuri can protest.

He wonders if it’s possible to die of embarrassment (especially since they’re not entirely wrong). “No, really I–”

“We know, sweetie.” She reaches up and moves his hair around a bit, trying to make it look presentable. “You’re just too easy to tease.”

“You sure you’re really twenty seven?” Richard raises an eyebrow.

Yuuri just smiles at the ground in fond humiliation (apparently it’s not a common emotion, but it’s a little hard not to be used to the feeling when he’s married to the world’s biggest drama queen) and nods. “I am.”

His friends are too much sometimes, he admits. Richard is the embodiment of America in a lot of ways: loud, completely lacking a sense of social norms, a walking personification of testosterone. Estephania is less… everything… than Richard, but she’s very touchy and affectionate in an entirely platonic way that reminds Yuuri a lot of Christophe, only without all of the innuendo. But they’re both loyal down to their very core, and they’re not bad people.

His phone starts ringing, Stammi Vicino playing loudly. Yuuri picks up, keeping his phone away from Estephania’s hands. “Да, Vitya?”

“Dude! You speak Russian too?” Richard looks like Yuuri just smacked him in the face. The school year just started, so they’re all still learning about each other.

Yuuri just smiles, since Victor is in the middle of one of his usual mid-morning crises. “Vitya, calm down,” he says in Russian. “Makkachin is probably out with Yura. You know he takes her for walks sometimes. Have you seen him today?”

He manages to get Victor off the phone just before class starts, flipping his phone to airplane mode since he’s sure that this isn’t the last he’ll be hearing from his lovable trainwreck of a husband.

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igeestatus  asked:

Do you have a word for the smell of a loved one that lingers after you've been around them so that even when they're gone you can smell it and becomes one of your favorite scents.

Sillage refers to the scent that lingers in the air after something or someone has been there before you and now gone.

It comes from the French word for “wake”, as in the trail left in the sky by an airplane or on the water by a boat.

In perfumery, sillage is defined as the fragrance trail, or the trace of someone’s perfume.

The reason why you think of your great-aunt Margaret every time you smell Chanel No. 5 is probably as much because of the times you detected it in the air when she wasn’t there as when she was.” — April Long, The Fragrance Trail: How to Find Your Perfect Perfume

Reasons why the Sonic 1996 OVA is a masterpiece:

- Cute, with hilarious visual gags
- Wonderful and clean animation and character design
- Detailed and colorful backgrounds
- Metal Sonic
- Sonic and Tails live inside of a crashed jet airplane
- Old Man Owl wearing Sonic’s favorite clothes
- The fact Knuckles yells about people not letting him get his work done
- The fact Knuckles knows how to do mechanical work at all
- Metal Sonic and Sonic being synchronized so they can feel what the other feels and hear each other’s thoughts
- Eggman’s English dub voice
- Knuckles calling Sonic his best friend
- That one ridiculous kick Metal doles out to Sonic. You know the one.
- Metal mimicking Sonic’s nose rubbing
- The beeping noises Metal makes when he “talks” to Sonic 
- Overall ridiculousness. It’s 50 odd minutes of innocent lightness and fun.
- The subtle characterization of Knuckles flinching away from sunlight and being a treasure hunter
- “Turtle bomb ex machina”
- Knuckles’ hat on fire
- Knuckles’ hat in general
- Fitting soundtrack
- The fact that the Land of the Sky is resting on a SERIES OF GLACIERS ARE YOU KIDDING ME
- Eggman’s muscly helper ‘bots
- Metal and Sonic’s fighting
- Everyone falling asleep during Eggman’s Exposition Speech
- “There is only one Sonic”