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Motor Crush Volume 1 by Brendon Fletcher, Cameron Stewart, and Babs Tarr (Comics)

The team behind the critically-acclaimed revamp of Batgirl returns with an exciting sci-fi action-adventure series! By day, Domino Swift competes for fame & fortune in a worldwide motorcycle racing league. By night, she cracks heads of rival gangs in brutal bike wars to gain possession of a rare, valuable contraband: an engine-boosting “machine narcotic” known as Crush.

Cottonmouths by Kelly J. Ford (Fiction)

From a compelling new voice in LGBTQ and Southern fiction, a gripping tale of crime and desire amid small-town America’s meth epidemic.

This was Drear’s Bluff. Nothing bad happened here. People didn’t disappear.

College was supposed to be an escape for Emily Skinner. But after failing out of school, she’s left with no choice but to return to her small Arkansas hometown, a place run on gossip and good Christian values.

She’s not alone. Emily’s former best friend—and childhood crush—Jody Monroe is back with a baby. Emily can’t resist the opportunity to reconnect, despite the uncomfortable way things ended between them and her mom’s disapproval of their friendship. When Emily stumbles upon a meth lab on Jody’s property, she realizes just how far they’ve both fallen.

Emily intends to keep her distance from Jody, but when she’s kicked out of her house with no money and nowhere to go, a paying job as Jody’s live-in babysitter is hard to pass up. As they grow closer, Emily glimpses a future for the first time since coming home. She dismisses her worries; after all, Jody is a single mom. The meth lab is a means to an end. And besides, for Emily, Jody is the real drug.

But when Jody’s business partner goes missing, and the lies begin to pile up, Emily will learn just how far Jody is willing to go to save her own skin—and how much Emily herself has risked for the love of someone who may never truly love her back.

Echoing the work of authors like Daniel Woodrell and Sarah Waters, Cottonmouths is an unflinching story about the ways in which the past pulls us back … despite our best efforts to leave it behind.

Marriage of a Thousand Lies by SJ Sindu (Fiction)

​A necessary and exciting addition to both the Sri Lankan-American and LGBTQ canons, SJ Sindu’s debut novel Marriage of a Thousand Lies offers a moving and sharply rendered​ exploration of friendship, family, love, and loss.

Lucky and her husband, Krishna, are gay. They present an illusion of marital bliss to their conservative Sri Lankan–American families, while each dates on the side. It’s not ideal, but for Lucky, it seems to be working. She goes out dancing, she drinks a bit, she makes ends meet by doing digital art on commission. But when Lucky’s grandmother has a nasty fall, Lucky returns to her childhood home and unexpectedly reconnects with her former best friend and first lover, Nisha, who is preparing for her own arranged wedding with a man she’s never met.

As the connection between the two women is rekindled, Lucky tries to save Nisha from entering a marriage based on a lie. But does Nisha really want to be saved? And after a decade’s worth of lying, can Lucky break free of her own circumstances and build a new life? Is she willing to walk away from all that she values about her parents and community to live in a new truth? As Lucky—an outsider no matter what choices she makes—is pushed to the breaking point, Marriage of a Thousand Lies offers a vivid exploration of a life lived at a complex intersection of race, sexuality, and nationality. The result is a profoundly American debut novel shot through with humor and loss, a story of love, family, and the truths that define us all.

Grrrls on the Side by Carrie Pack (Young Adult)

The year is 1994, and alternative is in. But not for alternative girl Tabitha Denton; she hates her life. She is uninterested in boys, lonely, and sidelined by former friends at her suburban high school. When she picks up a zine at a punk concert, she finds an escape—an advertisement for a Riot Grrrl meetup.

At the meeting, Tabitha finds girls who are more like her and a place to belong. But just as Tabitha is settling in with her new friends and beginning to think she understands herself, eighteen-year-old Jackie Hardwick walks into a meeting and changes her world forever. The out-and-proud Jackie is unlike anyone Tabitha has ever known. As her feelings for Jackie grow, Tabitha begins to learn more about herself and the racial injustices of the punk scene, but to be with Jackie, she must also come to grips with her own privilege and stand up for what’s right.

Hunger by Roxane Gay (Memoir)

With the bracing candor, vulnerability, and authority that have made her one of the most admired voices of her generation, Roxane explores what it means to be overweight in a time when the bigger you are, the less you are seen. Hunger is a deeply personal memoir from one of our finest writers, and tells a story that hasn’t yet been told but needs to be.

My Lesbian Experience With Loneliness by Kabi Nagata (Comics)

The Practitioner by Ronica Black (Romance)

Canvas for Love by Charlotte Greene (Romance)

The Story of Lizzy and Darcy: A ‘Pride and Prejudice’ Adaptation by Grace Watson (Romance)

Where Love Leads by Erin McKenzie (Romance)

Huntress by A.E. Radley (Romance)

panicatthe-bands  asked:

Can you please do number 148? ☺️


The best thing about having a best friend is the fact you’re constantly with said best friend. That being said if Stiles could move in with Derek he totally would because their best friendom has reached epic proportions.

Sometimes Stiles will come over after school and Derek will be out of the room and Talia straight up asks him if he can help with the dishes. Derek leaves only to return with two plates for dinner with what Stiles likes to call the “optimum portion” on his plate. His father has inside jokes with Derek that Stiles will never understand. Hell, they’ve taken showers at each other’s houses and when they fail to have a certain clothing item they just take it from the other.

So yeah, be jealous, Derek is his best friend in the whole world.

Of course they stepped on each other’s toes, fought about the world’s most stupid shit, and occasionally were too sassy for the world to handle. Laura and Cora call them an old married couple much to their dismay. Except there really isn’t another way to describe them, it’s a pretty good comparison.

However they’re seventeen, Stiles is a man with needs.

…Derek needs.

The transition between sophomore and junior year did wonders for Derek. He hit the whole puberty thing like a pro. Skipped the acne train, managed to miss the squeaky voice memo, and ran straight into hot adult mode. He’s tall, dark, stubbly (or beardy depending on the day), and built like the hulk. So yeah…Derek got hot and Stiles was secretly all about that. Stiles was only human and his dick can’t control itself when it comes to his best friend.

Long story short, the whole sharing a bed thing had stopped too. Which sucked because Derek before and after puberty is actually a furnace and Stiles runs cold naturally. It worked really well Now? Now Stiles can’t deal with Derek’s soft sleeping puppy face combined with his shirtless chest in the mornings. At least not in the same bed.

While it pains him and Derek has questioned him on this, the solution was simple. Derek had a bed in his room, hence the name bedroom, but he also had this shitty futon for their late night gaming/movie extravaganzas. That was it, that was the solution, Stiles sleeps on the shitty futon that is too short for him now and his legs always fall off while Derek gets the bed.

Tonight they’re at Derek’s house, and it’s quiet with Cora at some weekend camp thing and Laura off in college. So it was just them and they’d been semi working on their separate econ papers and just hanging out while stuffing their faces with junk food. The last time Stiles checked the clock it was just after two in the morning, but that felt like forever ago and his eyes have been shut for a while as sleep welcomed him.

This…this is when weird shit happened and he thought it was a dream the first time it occurred.

It started with his legs, which were already half off the futon. Hands grasped his calves and put them straight. Then he was draped in the red fuzzy blanket the Hales kept around just for him even though it was threadbare and on its last leg. For the grand finale there was always this pause before he got a kiss on the forehead.

That’s right. A kiss on the forehead.

From Derek.

He was so done with it. Well…not like actually done done but he was tired of just getting them when Derek assumed he was already asleep. He wanted them to be real. He wanted them on other places than his forehead like his mouth, his chest, his—

Just lots of places, alright? Is that too much for him to ask?

So tonight, when his forehead was greeted with the soft brush of Derek’s lips he finally worked up the courage to crack his eyes open despite the lids feeling like a million pounds. Their eyes met and he watched as Derek’s face and ears were suddenly alive with red splotchy patches of embarrassment.


“Why do you only kiss me when I’m sleeping?” Stiles asked softly, rising so he was resting back on his elbows.

Derek stood there, and for a second the dorky shy kid he once knew was back, “I–um, do you want me to kiss you when you’re not sleeping?”

“Is that even a question? I mean I’ve kind of had a thing for you since freshman year big guy, but…if these were just best friend kisses then ignore me. That was a sleepy babble, don’t even acknowledge my words,” Stiles said.

There was this shift in shy dorky Derek, because suddenly that was replaced with this confident looking super hot version of Derek that Stiles had never seen but could totally get used to. For a beat they searched each other’s faces to see if there was any sign of hesitation or unsureness.

There was none.

Derek did this weird bending down thing and Stiles did this awkward scooting thing until they met in the middle. Hands cupped his face and his own ended up wound in Derek’s shirt, their heads tilted just so as their lips finally met. There wasn’t the fireworks like in movies but it felt damn good to kiss Derek. Of course Derek pulled him to his feet because the weird angle got to be too much.

Standing up only deepened the kiss and holy crap this could possibly top his love for curly fries. His love for kissing Derek. There needs to be a fanclub for this, obviously he’d be president and the only member, but still. The hint of facial hair Derek had tickled his mouth and chin, their tongues were suddenly involved and mingling, and it was just good.

So very awesomely good.

Eventually they pulled apart because oxygen, but they didn’t let go.

“Does this mean those weren’t best friend kisses or…?” Stiles asked, voice a little hoarse.

Derek smirked, “they were. You know it’s okay to be in love with your best friend right?”

“Well…in that case I love you and our best friend kisses.”


jason grace appreciation

– jason grace cares so much
– he just accepts that leo is his best friend and they’ve never actually met, and jason just lost his memory
– he wants to slap the mean bitches at the wilderness school because they were saying rude things to piper
– he remembered reyna after a while. there was definitely a girl named reyna
– and that just means he actually cared for her and did not treat her like shit
– he just didn’t see her as a girlfriend
– he was worried for leo, after his return from calypso, because jason’s best friend now wasn’t as hyper as used to be
– he never felt like the biggest or greatest
– he wears glasses and that’s just so cool??
– joined the worst cohort in camp jupiter so he could, if possible, make it the best

Fabulous Olicity Fanfic Friday - June 23rd, 2017

Happy Friday! So this is my attempt to both thank awesome fanfic writers for their amazing work and offer my recommendations to anyone who is interested. Here are the fantastic fanfic stories I read this week! They are posted in the order I read them.

Oh and I’m wicked behind in my reading!! So if I tagged your post #can’t wait to read and you don’t see here, I will still read - I’m just REALLY behind  - such a first world problem!

You Had Me at Hello by @tdgal1 - Oliver Queen and Felicity Smoak met at a Gala and had an instant attraction but Smoak Technologies and Queen Consolidated have to work together.  Can they make that sexual chemistry work and still work together.

Somethings are Meant to Be by @pimsiepim - sequel to His Girl Wednesday which you REALLY NEED in your life. Set after Oliver returns to Star City after being missing for 3 years, it is shaping up to be just as awesome as His Girl Wednesday

Beyond the Spotlight multi-chapter by @arrow-through-my-writers-block - Bodyguard/Popstar AU. Felicity Smoak is music’s hottest star. But when her fame and deeply hidden secrets breed threats to her life that cannot be ignored, she hires Oliver Queen. As her new head of security/pet bodyguard, their personalities clash. Can he protect her from the many unknown enemies from her past that hunt her, or will her intriguing complexities and his own developing feelings be a detriment to them both?

A Lost Bet and A Midlife Crisis by @herskirtsarentthatshort - Oliver loses a bet and has to face the consequences.

While You Were Sleeping multi-chapter by @lou-lou26 - Felicity Smoak, an IT expert at Queen Consolidated, has a little bit of a crush on her boss, Tommy Merlyn. The problem? He doesn’t know she exists. After she saves his life, Felicity is mistaken for his fiancee as he lies in a coma. Suddenly thrown into the welcoming arms of the man’s family - The Queens, Felicity soon finds herself falling in love with his brother, Oliver. But when Tommy awakens, Felicity also finds herself in the worst predicament of her life.

Girl of My Dreams multi-chapter by @tdgal1 and @c0bra5nak3 - Oliver Queen, CEO of Queen Consolidated, meets IT specialist Felicity Smoak.   Playboy turns boyfriend as he dates and falls in love with this amazing woman.  But everything is not perfect and the couple will find that they must face some obstacles together.

Signed Up for Love multi-chapter by @arrowgirl20 - After past traumatic relationships, both Oliver and Felicity are reluctant to date again. But after Oliver’s sister and Felicity’s best friend push them to sign up on an online dating site, they find that maybe they can both move on from their pasts and give love another shot.

There Was Always Something There multi-chapter by mindrambings - After having enough of Felicity’s behavior, Malcolm sends his daughter to a London boarding school for some much needed structure. Years later, she finally returns home to Starling. She finds that some things are the same while some have changed. As she reacquaints herself with her hometown, one relationship stands out in particular: Oliver Queen.

Never Truly Over by @cruzrogue - Adrian Chase has Tommy’s body revived by the Lazarus pit. Tommy is then brain washed and his blood lust for vengeance against criminals also conditioned that Felicity Smoak is the love of his life and that Oliver Queen is the enemy. Always ten steps ahead even dead is his final play against the Green Arrow.

It Could Have Turned Out Differently, I Suppose (But It Didn’t) by @wherethereissmoak -  Written for the Olicity Hiatus Fic-a-thon prompt “at odds.” (and yes the title to this fic came from Jane Austen). Team Arrow and Flash are whammied by a meta-human that gives visions of how happy their lives, and the lives of their friends and families would be if only they had made different choices. He may have met his match when he  encounters one Felicity Meghan Smoak.

Please Don’t Leave Me by @felicityollies - Oliver can’t bear to see Felicity sell her soul to Helix, so he tries to stop her. (set in 5x19)

See Beneath multi-chapter by @someonesaidcake - Fantastic, hot story of Olicity meeting on a cruise but of course it’s not all smooth sailing

Keep it Professional multi-chapter by @mogirl97 - Oliver is assigned to be Felicity’s bodyguard

To Make You Feel My Love multi-chapter by @smkkbert - One year after the Gambit went down, the incredible happens: Oliver is found alive and brought back to Starling City. All he wants is getting back to Felicity and Madeleine. Though Felicity welcomes him back with her arms wide open, Oliver struggles to find his place in the family. It seems like his place – at least in Mae’s heart – is already taken. And it doesn’t help that it’s his best friend Tommy who seems to have taken it. A MUST READ.

Happy Not-Quite-Father’s Day by @overwatchandarrow - Oliver and William’s first Father’s Day together.

A Day in the Life multi-chapter by @tdgal1 - Felicity Smoak is an MIT graduate and assistant to Oliver Queen.   Suddenly she is his pretend girlfriend and in the spotlight.  Oliver Queen needs a girlfriend to get rid of an obsessive former lover and to please his parents. Fluffy, funny, happiness!

Eye Contact by @some1foundme - Student/Teacher AU.

Till Your Last Breath multi-chapter by @walker-oliciter - The countdown plastered to one’s skin showed how much time the other’s soulmate had left to live. For Felicity Smoak, that meant she had 3 months to find and warn her soulmate before he would die. When she met him though, she got more than what she signed herself up for. Especially when his secret identity was revealed to her… Soulmate, Bratva AU mixed with Olicity Fic-A-Thon Prompts.

One Last Time by @wetsuiton -  Prompt: Taste

Suspenders and Stripping to Power Ballads by @imusuallyobsessed - After the mayoral event, Oliver and Felicity finish what they started in the closet. And Oliver fulfills his promise to make her forget about Channing Tatum. Olicity Hiatus Fic-A-Thon week 3 prompt: taste.

We Are Home Now by @madhaj - This is my take of Oliver and Felicity dealing with the aftermath of Season 5 Finale. Everything until the finale happened. I make the assumption that William’s mother died in Lian Yiu.

Taste by @some1foundme - Prompt #3 - Taste

When I’m With You - Withdrawal Symptoms multi-chapter by @sentence-fragments - Arrow AU - After finally becoming a couple, the worst possible thing you can imagine happens to Felicity Merlyn. Her other half is gone and she has to find a way to live without him. Or does she? This is Felicity’s journey to finding herself after Oliver is gone and the decisions she has to make in her quest to find him. (part 2 of the ‘When I’m With You’-series)

Last Night || Felicity Smoak by @themanbeneaththehood - Oliver’s thoughts on Felicity

Strangers in the Night: Through the Glass by @supersillyanddorky06 - AU. Strangers who meet young.

Secrets Don’t Make Friends multi-chapter by @felicityollies - Felicity stumbles upon the lair after getting drunk at Verdant. She meets the Hood, but it doesn’t go as she expects.

The Taste of Tears by @dreamsofolicity - Oliver comes to Felicity a few days after the Undertaking.

Tastes Like Pure Joy multi-chapter by @wherethereissmoak - Felicity almost has her school paid off - and her last night as a live-donor at a vampire restaurant will settle her debt. But her encounter with client Oliver Queen was anything but the quick and easy feed either of them was expecting.

Redemption multi-chapter by @vaelisamaza Oliver returns for being with the League after five - this story gets better and better - you should be reading this!

Forever at Odds by @laurabelle2930 - Oliver a vampire joined into an arranged marriage with Felicity. The result of their union and the reason behind it means that to save her life he might have to break the very rules of his survival.

As Easy As Falling multi-chapter by @charlinert - Felicity has just received tragic news when she meets Oliver, I believe there is hope, highly recommend but you will cry but not every chapter!

The Donor multi-chapter by @spaztronautwriter - Felicity Smoak has always dreamed of being a mother and she isn’t going to let a little thing like men stop her from making that dream come true. Having a baby by herself might just be biting off a little more than she can chew, but one way or the other it’s about to change her whole life. LOVE THIS SO MUCH!

Home (post-5x23 fic) by @dust2dust34 - Felicity goes somewhere else when the bombs go off.

Clavado En Un Bar by truefandoms - You’re too young to hate the world.“

(A Taste of) a Different Side of You by @bokayjunkie - Felicity walks in to find Oliver doing something she would have never expected; cooking. Takes place in my lets get together (have our teams combined) world. This can be read as a stand alone story with only small references to the previous ones, but where’s the fun in that. Olicity hiatus ficathon, this week’s prompt: taste.

Aafreen (Alluring) by @crazycrystal10 -  Police detective Felicity Smoak tries to make her husband, billionaire Oliver Queen understand the need for security. AU. Week’s prompt : Taste

Summer Vacation: The Grand Tour by @dmichellewrites - Prompt 3 (again): Taste. Felicity returns the favor in her office.

Home multi-chapter by @adiwriting - Oliver and Felicity have been best friends since 1st grade. So when Oliver is found by some fishermen after he being lost at sea for 5 years, she’s ecstatic. The only problem is, the Oliver she lost, may not be the Oliver they found.

Blessings in Disguise by @gypsyfire1066 - Tumblr prompt- Taste

Never Enough by @olicitydaydream - Felicity was aware that she was being petty and childish but she was sick and tired of being constantly outdone by Oliver Queen

Sometimes, Love Isn’t Enough multi-chapter by @arrowfan437 - A mark. In this world, it defines you. And who you are with your partner. Felicity’s been searching all around for the one that’ll bring meaning to her mark. And she found him. But after being around him for so long, she wonders why she was given the mark at all.

News-Report: Flames by @cruzrogue - Two huge fires not so far from Star City. Oliver unable to help physically it hits him hard. Felicity tries her best to calm him though she too is so devastated at the loss. Oliver writing in his journal.

There’s Nobody Here (Just Us Together): Happiness in 20 words or lessby @pennedbyv - Olicity prompt -

Eye Contact by @pennedbyv - Olicity Hiatus Fic-a-thon prompt eye contact

Sour Taste by @madhaj - Oliver, after a hard fight, feels a bad taste invade his mouth

Most Secrets Come with a Price: Taste by @diggo26 - Prompt taste -

Nothing Feels Like You: All I Want by @releaseurinhibitions - Set after 2x23 (including the alternative scene in the Queen Manor). Written for the olicity hiatus fic-a-thon | prompt: taste.

Bonds That Can’t Be Broken multi-chapter by @wherethereissmoak - Felicity goes off her meds to enjoy one heat with a random stranger after her graduation before settling down to focus on her career. On the drunken night out in Vegas, she finds an Alpha and they have what she hopes is a one night stand. But the next morning, she wakes up with a bondmate bite and realizes she cannot remember many details of the night before. Oliver Queen knows that he bonded with a beautiful woman, but he has no idea who she was. The two try (and often fail) to move on with their life without hope of ever finding their mate, but does fate have other plans for them? And when they reunite, can they overcome all the forces of evil in their path to finally be together?

Pieces of Always multi-chapter by @so-caffeinated and @dust2dust34 - Life continues after Forever is Composed of Nows. Ongoing non-linear collection of family moments for the Queens.

Killer Frost Smoak multi-chapter by @tdgal1 - Felicity is with Barry during the particle accelerator and becomes Killer Frost.  How does she handle this and does she tell Oliver?

Return to Me multi-chapter by @diggo26 - What would you do if you woke up tomorrow with the last 5 years of your memories gone? After an unfortunate accident, Oliver Queen must figure out his place in a life he has no memory of whilst his wife, Felicity, does everything she can to support him. With emotions, secrets and relationships pushed to the limits; will love and friendship be enough to turn back the hands of time?

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Giant: Ch. 3

Pack yourself a toothbrush dear
Pack yourself a favorite blouse
Take a withdrawal slip
Take all of your savings out
‘Cause if we don’t leave this town
We might never make it out.

Previously on Giant

There were still visits. Still calls, texts at all hours, weekends spent at home, weekends spent visiting. It was not as much as they’d like, but still, the friends kept in touch as much as they could, or hope. Kara didn’t regret her decision as much as she thought she would, only realizing into their first holiday without her father that she needed the time at home to fix herself and grieve properly that she wouldn’t have gotten if she’d gone away to school.

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Bts reaction to their girlfriend being to busy with school or work to see them


Seokjin would try his best to be helpful, reminding you that you had to eat and that sleep was actually a thing that you had to do cause much as you liked to deny it you were human. He would be the person to leave text’s for you to go to sleep if you weren’t close to each other physically, after all he just wanted to make sure that you were taking care of yourself.

Originally posted by rapdaegu

“I promise you can return digging an early grave, but you need to eat a little bit first, just a little? For me?”


Yoongi would be the most understanding, he himself works almost insane hours, one of the main problems would be that without needing to see you he might fall into a bad habit of even more work! Be careful not both of you work yourself to an early grave!

Originally posted by allforbts

“I promise it’s going to be fine!”


Hobi would be the kind to send you as much encouragement to you as he could! It didn’t matter in which form it was! Sometimes it would be snapchats in the morning with the text “Do your best! I believe in you!” or just little messages during the day. He would be your personal cheerleader!

Originally posted by allforbts

“You can do it! You are so close to the end!


As the leader of a popular kpop group if anybody could understand being busy it was Namjoon, he would offer you an option since you were both busy you could at least be busy in the same room, if you had to be way to busy to see each other this was at least an option of some kind!

Originally posted by chimneytaels

“At least we see each other this way?”


Jimin would try to be cute about, sending you cute selfies hoping that it would make you pay more attention to him, the problem with being as cute as him was that he really wasn’t used to being ignored!

Originally posted by bangtan


Taehyung would be pouty, first of all his isn’t amazing when people more or less ignore him. While he works hard himself, he would have a hard time accepting you being so close… and half way through your work he would dramatically plop down in your lap demanding attention, take pity on the poor puppy.

Originally posted by bwipsul

“Don’t you love me anymore?”


Jungkook would be the worst about it, as the maknae he was never really used to people not paying attention to him! All his hyung always made time for him, so he would without a doubt be terrible about it, and maybe also a little insecure about it, being maybe a little worried that you didn’t love him anymore!

Originally posted by yourpinkpill

- Prussia

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Mick Rory and survivor's guilt

A post by @coldtomyflash reminded me of a topic I’ve been wanting to talk about for a while now: Mick Rory and his survivor’s guilt, and how it plays into his loss of Len and his characterization on the second season

Mick’s got loads of survivor’s guilt, from his childhood right up through legends. Mick’s survivor’s guilt started, undoubtedly, with the death of his family. He caused the fire that killed them, even though it was an accident, and his mental illness got the better of him and prevented him from seeking help for his family. That’s the normal survivor’s guilt – living through an accident that others, particularly those you’re close to, do not – with the added heap of self-blame on there to mess him up even further. We see in 2x12 of Legends how that guilt and blame are already starting to sublimate into self-harm – burning himself with matches, at that time. As people grow older, and since we can assume Mick received little professional help being, based on the Legends timeline, and adult or just shy of it at that time (depending on birthdates – his is never specifically given, but 1990 is the year Leonard would have turned 18, and we have to assume they’re at least close in age).
We don’t get to see exactly what happens after they return Mick to the timeline after the fire, but it’s most likely not good. He’s wrapped up in blaming himself, starting to self-harm, and probably a bit of a pariah with the community he came from after the fire. He probably still has Len at this point, but other than that? Mick doesn’t really have anyone else.

The other thing Mick doesn’t seem to have is a whole lot of self-esteem. Len didn’t finish high school; Mick probably didn’t either, if he even went. Rural farming communities do not have the best educational pushes, particularly if your parents don’t think it’s useful, or if they think you’re going to take over the farm or something. So he probably is undereducated and doesn’t think he’s very smart; he may have been told so, as his father doesn’t seem like much of a gem. He never refutes any of the bad things said about his intelligence by any of the team members, even when they very obviously hurt him. Even with the pirates episode, he feels unwanted. Part of it may be because he doesn’t want to admit he has feelings to hurt, but part of it is also probably because part of him thinks they’re right. You can’t argue with facts, no matter how much you resent them.

So Mick’s got survivor’s guilt and self-esteem issues right off the bat when we get to him in Legends, and we can start to see Mick sublimating it into sacrificing himself for the only constant left in life: Leonard.
It’s most obvious in the Gulag episode, where Mick makes himself a distraction so that Leonard can get out. Now, mick’s not one to sacrifice himself for just anyone or anything; he’s not about to sacrifice himself to save Raymond in the yard, because Ray doesn’t matter. Not yet, anyway; not until Raymond takes a beating for him. Then, things change. Because then Mick feels responsible for him.

Mick does not want to be responsible for other people. I’ve mentioned it before, but it’s worth repeating, because his survivor’s guilt is probably a large part of why he doesn’t want to be in charge or responsible for anyone else. We can see it with Sara: being in charge means that you shoulder some of the blame for what happens to your team, at least in most people’s minds. Mick doesn’t want to be to blame for the death of people who he’s supposed to be working with. If he shows up, does his part, and things go wrong and people die, that’s not his fault. He doesn’t have to take on that guilt because hey, he did his part, it wasn’t his fault. Should’ve been planned better, or someone should’ve done their part better, or something, anything that means he’s not responsible for more people’s deaths. (Clearly, he’s fine being responsible for other people’s deaths if he’s working against them, but that’s a horse of a different color.) Is also why he pushes people away; if he doesn’t have friends , he can’t be hurt by them dying or being hurt, which is probably particularly important given his chosen profession, where there’s a lot of violence and death.

But now Raymond has MADE him responsible. Because he took a beating meant for Mick, if he dies because he’s too hurt to get out after Mick and Len left him, Mick would feel responsible for Ray’s death. He’d feel guilty. And Mick can’t bear that much more guilt. That’s why he won’t leave Raymond at the gulag. He doesn’t want to be responsible for Raymond’s death.

And the Len takes his place at the Oculus.

Leonard is, by Mick’s own admission, his only friend at the time. He’s known Len for very nearly thirty years, based on their ages and the timeline we’re given. And Leonard has, to Mick’s mind, died because of him, because honestly, if Raymond had still been the one at the Oculus? I do not for a minute believe that Leonard would have sacrificed himself. So Mick wakes up and finds that, essentially, everyone he’s ever cared about has died, because of him. Keep in mind – this is only a few episodes after they took Teen Mick from the fire. Mick JUST revisited those painful memories and most likely reopened all the wounds and made the guilt even worse.

That’s probably a large part of why Mick and Sara – who both start season 2 dealing with the loss of a family member, as you can consider Len Mick’s family at this point – deal so differently ,and why it seems to affect Mick much deeper. Sara lacks that guilt about Laurel’s death – she wants to change it, of course, and she certainly wasn’t pleased that she wasn’t there when it happened – but I think she believes Rip when he tells her she wouldn’t have been able to stop it, and her initial quest to kill Damian shows she does blame him for Laurel’s death (as she should). Mick, though – all that anger and pain are reflecting right back onto him, and he sublimates it the way he always has – self-harm, this time in the form of suicidal behaviors.

Mick can’t quite bring himself to just end it – there may be a variety of reasons, but it’s not uncommon, when dealing with survivor’s guilt, for the person to have conflicting feelings of a desire to end their life, while still feeling that they’re not allowed to. After all, they lived through the event, so if they kill themselves there tends to be a sense of having wasted their survival. Mick deals with this by throwing himself into dangerous situations there’s a good chance he won’t live through – running into gunfights without ammo, setting off explosives he doesn’t intend to leave, picking fights with speedsters on the Waverider. He wants to die, because he feels like the cause of everything bad happening to people he’s close to, but he can’t bring himself to be the direct cause of it, because that would, in a sense, be wasting Leonard’s sacrifice.

Which is why it is supremely shitty, to the highest degree, for someone to say to this man – to his face – that he shouldn’t give advice on partnerships because look how his turned out.

Like, holy shit.

When he said that, Stein was all but saying that Leonard died because Mick wasn’t a good partner. He says that to a man suffering from survivor’s guilt and self-esteem issues who he KNOWS has been hallucinating his dead partner out of sheer grief. And he just throws it in his face, and then proceeds to take the advice Mick gave him anyway because IT WAS GOOD ADVICE!

I nearly lost my damn mind.

Never Good Enough - Jughead x Reader

Pairing: Jughead x Reader

Request: “ Fluffy/ Angsty Jughead x Reader where he doesn’t think he’s good enough for her and they cuddle at the end”

Warning: Very mild swearing. The mildest of mild.

Word Count: 1354

A/N: Hey guys. This is only the second fanfic I’ve written and would really love some feedback. I’m really looking to improve my writing. Also if you have any requests feel free too send them my way. Also apologies for the long chunks of dialog. I am a fan of monologues and tend to write that way.

He couldn’t believe her. Everything about her amazed him. The way she only ate m&m’s in increments of threes, her unabashed love of karaoke and most defiantly her total commitment to solving the murder of a fellow student she hardly even knew. Y/N was perfect. The perfect girl for Jughead. If only I had the courage to tell her. Jughead thought wistfully. If only I were good enough.

“ What’s up Jug” Y/N said as she gracefully slid into the booth across from Jughead at Pop’s, leaning over to steal a handful of fries off his plate.

“ You may be my best friend, Y/N, but if you ever steal my fries again I will have to do something drastic” Jughead said, barley stifling a smirk.

“ Drastic like what Jug? Dare to wear a colour other than black? Or perhaps, if your feeling like doing something particularly drastic you may even dare to sit on another booth” Y/N said as she made an exaggerated face of mock horror.

This made Jughead laugh. Laugh so much to make the sip of chocolate milkshake he had just taken explode out of his mouth and nose. Nice one Jones. He thought. That’s exactly the kind of move you want to pull in front of the girl of your dreams.

“ Well Jug, I was just about to go order myself a burger and a milkshake but i’ll make sure to ask Pop if he has some kind of adult sized bib for you” Y/N said as she winked and slid out of the booth once more, gliding ever so elegantly across the floor of the diner as she did so.

Jughead’s smile faded as she walked away. This is how it always went with them. Best friends but polar opposites. She was so put together while Jughead was a bumbling mess. She loved to talk to people while Jughead preferred to stay in the shadows, watching but never participating.

“ So Pop didn’t have a bib” Y/N said returning to the booth with a milkshake. “ But he did give me this cloth so you could clean yourself up.”

Y/N and Jughead spent the rest of the evening in a comfortable silence until the bell rang and the sound teenage boys whooping and yelling invaded the diner.

“Y/N!” Reggie, the newly instated captain of the football team yelled as he walked over sliding into the booth next to Y/N, ignoring Jughead.

“ Whats up Reg”

“ Y/N, I was wondering if you wanted to go out on a date with me”

“ Uh- I don’t know Reggie, we hardly know each other”

“ Well what better way to get to know each other” Reggie smiled. “ Can you think of a reason why not”

“ I suppose not” Y/N said, returning Reggie’s smile.

“ Uh- um- I have to go” Jughead stuttered as he gathered his things, nearly running out of the diner. Leaving Y/N staring after him, confused as to why her best friend took off with such speed.


The next day at school Y/N tried to talk to Jughead with no success. He took his usual place next to her in class but came in to each class late and ran off as soon as the bell sounded at the end of each period.

Jughead did not join his friends for lunch that day, or the following day. Or the one after that. He went out of his way to avoid Y/N. Barely making eye contact in class and ignoring her incessant stream of calls and text messages. It wasn’t unusual for Jughead to be sullen and withdrawn but eventually Archie cornered him at his locker.

“ Okay man, what is going on.”

“ What do you mean Arch, everything’s cool” Jughead lied, not able to make eye contact with his red headed friend.

“ No one has spent more that ten seconds with you in days. You run in and out of rooms so quickly when you catch the sight of any of us, especially Y/N. Tell me what’s up!” Archie said.

Jughead told Archie everything. His crush on Y/N. How he thought he would never be enough for her. How Reggie has asked her out right in front of him and she had accepted. His face falling as he did.

“ I just don’t know if I can be around her anymore”

“You need to try, Jug. You need to talk to her. Even if she doesn’t reciprocate your feelings, she is still your best friend and she still loves you. She, at very least deserves the truth.”


Y/N was so relieved when Jughead finally returned one of her text messages, wanting to set up an old school movie night at her place just to two of them. She was so relived to hear from her best friend after almost a week of radio silence she immediately canceled her date with Reggie for the same night, saying she was ill. To her spending time with Jug was way more important than any date. That’s how she ended up, sitting on the floor of her living room with what felt like every single pillow and blanket in the house next to Jughead.

Jughead was trying. He was really trying to go back to normal. But he was off. Not laughing at jokes he would usually laugh at. His smile almost too wide, too forced. He could tell Y/N knew that he still wasn’t right.

“Okay. What its is Jug, because this is really staring to bother me. First you don’t speak to me, barely even look at me for an entire week. Then all of a sudden for no reason at all you finally message me back wanting to hang out. I cancelled my date with Reggie for you Jug. I wanted to hang out with you. Now just tell me what the hell is wrong!” Y/N yelled, climbing out from underneath the pile of pillows and blankets.

“ You canceled your date with Reggie for me”

“ Of course I did Juggie. I care about you so much more than him”

Jughead decided it was now or never. He stood up and moved over to where Y/N was standing; grabbing her by the arm, pulling her in to kiss her.

“ Y/N, I have wanted you for so long. But I always knew I wasn’t good enough for you. You should be with Reggie. You are so perfect and I am just a loser who can’t even process his own emotions in a mature way. You shouldn’t be with me” He said as he stepped away from Y/N, heading to the door.

“ Jug. I had no idea you felt the same way as me”

“ I can’t ever be enough for you Y/N. You are so perfect.”

“ Jug you have a distorted image of who I am . I have flaws and insecurities that you are over looking. I am not some kind of manic pixie dream girl, I’m a real, flawed person .You don’t get to decide what is and isn’t good enough for me” she said as she reached up to cup his face, bringing him in to kiss him lightly. “ You sure as hell are Jughead. You don’t understand how nervous and giddy you make me feel.

Y/N took Jughead’s hand and lead him back into the living room, into the pile of pillows and blankets. He pulled her down onto the floor, wrapping his arms around her waist; her back to his chest.

“C'mon Jug, lets keep watching the movie” . She said as he lightly kissed her forehead.

Originally posted by riverrdxle

Honestly, if the first two months of the Trump administration has taught Democrats only one thing, I hope it’s this: Republicans are going to oppose progress and anything that’s in the best interest of poor and working class Americans, and the GOP will fight for injustice whether Dems are “reasonable” or not…….so why keep wasting time with niceties & “grand bargains” that won’t ever be extended in return?

Conservatives will deny that climate change is real, and they will oppose racial justice, economic justice, LGBTQ rights and gender equality. From blocking sensible background checks after Sandy Hook, to repealing Affordable Healthcare, to banning Muslims, to removing laws for gender pay equality, to gutting internet privacy, Meals on Wheels, school lunch programs, and the Consumer Protection Agency, Republicans have repeatedly demonstrated that they are against American citizens, and on the side of banks, private prisons, insurance companies and big business—for all these reasons, the next *progressive* president needs to govern accordingly, and act as though another fascist like Trump (or a fundamentalist like Pence) could come along and in the blink of an eye, take everything away and reverse any progress we’ve made over the last several generations.

At this point, America needs to go hard left just to undo every awful thing Trump has done (thus far) and get within spitting distance of the REAL political center.

The next Democratic (or Independent) POTUS needs to abandon incrementalism & centrism and start every bargain as far left as possible, because starting from the “center” is an automatic, de facto concession to Republicans, who always move the goalposts further and further to the right.

In other words, we don’t need a candidate who chases after conservative voters and ignores the progressive base. Conservatism is the problem, so we really don’t need anymore “Democrats” who are “proud of their conservative roots.” We need a hardcore progressive.

Jughead Jones x Fem!Reader- Rapunzel- Part 2

(Part 1)

Warnings: Abusive Parenting, minor fighting, swears

Second and Third Person used

Words: 1732


“We’ll just go to Pop’s, nowhere special, but come on Rap, you need to get out of here. You can’t spend your entire life cooped up in there. So just come with me. You told me your mom won’t be home until tomorrow, we have time,” he persuaded and you sighed before nodding, grabbing his hand. He helped you down the ladder, your heart pounding and body shaking, both from excitement and terror.

But there was no turning back now.

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klaine fic: A Decade and More

post-high school au, future!klaine, i don’t understand how this tagging thing works because i’m a grandma

Rating: NC-17

Word Count: 4, 871

Summary: Blaine returns to McKinley for the 10-year high school reunion. He’s done his best to put his life before he came out, and his memories of Lima, behind him, but it all comes flooding back when he walks through the doors…

A/N: this is the first fic i’ve posted, so i really have no idea what i’m doing. Also, please ignore the fact that i don’t know any new york streets.

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FaceTime - Chance Perez

prompt: uh… I wrote this for myself

word count: 1004

warnings: none

author’s note: chance one of my faves™. He’s such a pure gem and this really puts how I feel about him into words. I got this idea as I work at a daycare and Brooklyn is the age of the kids that I work with so I just really wanted to write this.

disclaimer: I don’t own anything but my storyline and Y/N. This is a work of fiction

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Y/N was glad that she came back to her old daycare and could work for them, it was the best thing to happen to her in the recent years, besides graduating high school and Brooklyn coming into her life.

Brooklyn wasn’t her child. No, Brooklyn was her best friend’s daughter and she would support him in anything really. Chance Perez had Brooklyn with G/N two years ago, back when they were 17 and unfortunately now G/N wasn’t in the picture. She had explained that she didn’t really want Brooklyn after giving birth to her, but Chance was hooked when he saw her first sonogram and wanted to raise her.

Chance has been living with his mom since then, studying to be a firefighter and work as an EMT so that Brooklyn could have the best life possible and Y/N never left his side. That’s what best friends were for. So while Chance worked Y/N had Brooklyn over at the daycare she worked at.

It was an easy system, plus one that came with the added bonus of a discount at the daycare with Y/N’s job.

So when Chance went to go finally chase his dream of being in a boy band, he had to leave Brooklyn behind for a while. He and his mom went out to LA, only an hour away from his home, but he didn’t want to take Brooklyn away from her routine.

When Chace called Y/N to tell her that he had made it through the top rounds, she was over the moon for him, even when the camera’s called to come interview and tape him around his home. Y/N while not being camera shy, was definitely worried about how she would come across the TV.

“Can you tell us about Chance?” the interviewer asked. Y/N was sitting on the same chair Chance sat at 20 minutes before, looking determined.

“He’s one of the most dedicated people I know. How much he loves his family and Brooklyn, even though she wasn’t planned. He loves with all of his heart and he’s such a great father and friend.”

The interview went on with the Boy Band producer, making Y/N grow nervous. Talking about Chance so much made her start to question things, mostly about her feelings. Back in the summer before seventh grade she had a tiny crush on him but got over it quickly when they got to school. She hadn’t really thought about it much when he was dating G/N because she had her own boyfriend; then when Brooklyn was born she was much more focused on the girl instead of her feelings, just like Chance. Now that she was talking about how good of a person he was, she was starting to realize that maybe her feelings of friendship were a little more.

So time went on and Chance went to the Top 30 audition, which was in front of the architects and they would narrow it down to 18, which would then bring them to three bands that would sing to an audience and the Architects would eliminate someone from each of those groups.

Chance spent about a week away from Seal Beach after that, spending time with his new band Reverb and getting to know their song Stay. It was tough for him, being away from his daughter and Y/N but with daily calls and FaceTimes to check up, he made it work.

He went home after Reverb’s performance so that he could gather more clothes and more of his things as he would be staying longer but still didn’t bring Brooklyn with him.


“So how about you guys come up here now, yeah? I miss you all so much and it’s only been three days but I was gone before that and I just really-”

Y/N laughed at Chance’s rambling, shutting him up with a blush. “It really does not take all that convincing to get me to go to LA and bring Brooklyn with me.”

“Really?” he asked, taking a sip of his water.

“Chance, you literally could have just said, when are you coming up and the answer would have been tomorrow.”

“Wait?” he paused. “Don’t you have to take care of work and Brooklyn at the daycare-”

“I did all of that the day you went back, but because you’re so needy,” she teased, “I didn’t get to surprise you with mine and Brooklyn’s appearance at your hotel.”

“Hey!” he shouted, gathering the attention of the other boys by him.

“Who are you talking to?” a voice asked.

“It’s Y/N,” another answered, “that girl that pretty much has him wrapped around her finger. He’s practically in love with her.”

Chance blushed, looking away from the camera on his phone to the boys. “Devin!” he whispered.

“Oh,” the second voice answered and Y/N assumed that was Devin. “Sorry, dude.”

Chance looked back at the camera seeing Y/N also blushing and he smiled at it. “About that,” he started but Brooklyn interrupted him.

“Daddy?” she asked, tugging on Y/N leg. She looked down at the young girl with a smile.

“Daddy,” Y/N answered, setting her phone down so that she could pull Brooklyn onto her lap so that they could both look at the phone.

“Tomorrow!” Brooklyn said happily, clapping her hands and showing her excitement.

“Yeah, tomorrow, baby girl!” Chance looked away from his daughter to Y/N, who wore a big grin with a lot of blush on her face. “Tomorrow, when you get here, I’m stealing the two of you away for a nice ice cream date.”

“Sounds great, Chance,” Y/N answered happily.

“And then I’ll take you on a date that night, for real.”

“Yeah?” Y/N asked, looking at him and smiling wide.

“God damn it, I didn’t think he was gonna ask her out that quick!” yelled another voice from the back, making Chance and the two girls laugh.

malorey-ethster  asked:

May I please get some family headcanons for Hanzo and his s/o w/twins (at least one girl twin please).

Of course you may! I hope you like these~

- The house became so busy after the twins arrived, but in a good way nonetheless. You could say that Hanzo finally had a purpose again and was quite excited to start his path as a father. You had given birth to a beautiful baby boy and girl, the perfect duo you could say as you always wanted a boy and a girl as well. After you had just given birth, Hanzo insisted that you would take your well-deserved rest while he took care of the chores and children. Even though he had great stamina and impressive skills in many fields, managing the whole house with two crying babies was still quite the task for the archer and it was no lie that he felt exhausted after the day was over, taking frequent naps in between.

- He had read a lot on childcare beforehand, thus making most of the chores not really a problem, although changing the diapers proved to be more difficult than Hanzo thought as the baby girl in particular did not want to stop kicking sometimes. She sure had your energy he thought while chuckling. Hanzo had to admit that he had quite a lot of insecurities as well at the start of your pregnancy, he deemed himself not a good father or caretaker, but so far he had to admit that everything was going alright. He had not made a mistake yet, as he was oh so careful, perhaps even a little too much. He truly enjoys doing everything that involves the children, sometimes even spending more time with them than you as he got addicted to loving and adoring them.

- His favorite activities with the children would most likely be feeding them or bathing with them, as it has to be done daily and thus creates the strongest bond between parent and child, wanting to establish the best relationship with them. Hanzo would be the first to wake up whenever one of them is crying at night as well, being a light sleeper by nature and would be by their side in an instant. He insisted that they slept in the same room as you two, as he wanted to be able to protect them the best he could if anything were to happen. He’d comfort them with soothing words or a lullaby his own mother used to sing to him in Japanese. Surprisingly, he’s very good at easing their discomfort as the children would stop crying in mere minutes, yawning as they curled up in their father’s warm embrace. You would always be watching with a fond and tired smile at the doorway, always knowing he would be a great parent.

- The children would definitely bring out their father’s gentleness a lot more too, as he can’t be too rough with them and their fragile bodies, which is why he is so careful around them. Hanzo would experiment a little with physical affection in the beginning, as he had never gotten it much in his own childhood and was afraid his own children would be repulsed by him as well or his touch, but through your reassurance he manages to softly kiss them goodnight every evening. He’d pet their heads many times too as a form of adoration, while they’re playing for example or made him a drawing. Speaking of playing, over time he would play with his own children as well, making them handmade traditional wooden Japanese toys and even teaching them how to fish. He would mostly watch over his children as they were the ones playing with the toys though. Laying or sitting beside them with an endearing expression. He’d occasionally join them, always letting them win at intelligence games or building a structure together with Lego’s.

- In general a very sweet, but insecure father as well for a part. He can also be a little overbearing at times, in which you have to guide him as he can come off a bit too harsh because of his lingering fear of losing the people close to him. “Daddy, I can’t move.” Your little girl would say as both her and her little brother were tucked in the blanket a little too tight. “Oh.” You would watch with an amused expression as Hanzo carefully loosened the blanket around them in reply, looking noticeably embarrassed. He would also know no boundaries when it came to practical things for his children. Do they need new school supplies? A laptop for high school? New clothing? Hanzo would buy it immediately to be honest, maybe even spoiling his children a little too much. After all, he was raised with the same luxury and would want his children to have the best as well. However, you would subtly remind him that spoiling your children too much can lead to undesirable behavior in return and that it is important for children to learn that they do not get everything for granted and that they should do their best in school as well, which the archer agreed to, making sure to teach the same principle next time.

- He would want his children to be well educated beings as well, of course letting them choose what they want to do in life, as he never had that chance in his own childhood, but would give them a good ground to start with. He’d homeschool them in Japanese and also English, while they learned other languages at school or even from you, if you would happen to have a native language. Lessons in different forms of enrichment would also be taken care of by Hanzo. He’d sign them up for music lessons, sports, art, you name it. Always encouraging and cheering for them at any annual or important event, bragging to other parents about his perfect children. The twins would be quite busy kids, but would grow up into well behaved and kindhearted people. Archery and martial arts would not be excluded of course, as he would teach them his own techniques and also help them control their respective spirit dragons if they happened to inherit them.

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Requested by @cherieann-2001 How about one where I am Jaxs twin  and I am a nerdy bookworm who Jax is very protective over but I have a massive crush on (your choice) and how he brings her out of her shy self.

People often wondered if I had been switched at birth, if it wasn’t for looking like Jax, and seeing my  birth certificate; I would have wondered the same thing.  It was hard for anyone to believe I was related to Jax, much less his twin sister.

We’d always been different as night and day, from the start. He was the active twin, while ma was pregnant, kicking and moving around, while I was calm and barling moving. On the day we were born, he came into the world, first. Seven minutes before I did, screaming and raising hell.

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Difference - Sirius Black

Request: If asked, would you possibly do a request that features an age gap that is significant to the plot? Like, a Sirius Black x Reader one during the Golden Trio era while Reader is a student in her last year?

 Requested to Be Tagged: @waddiwasi44

Originally posted by imaginesforcharacters

It was your last year when your world came crumbling down. You had just turned 18 and were about to graduate Hogwarts. This was an awful year for you already. One of your classmates, Cedric Diggory, had just been killed by Voldemort. It crushed the entire school but it effected your year substantially. Everyone felt the toll and you were emotionally drained.

You couldn’t go home. Your Dad couldn’t support you emotionally. He never could talk to you. It had always been Mom who you trusted in, but she was gone now. She was recruited by the Death Eaters only two years ago. It destroyed your family and your Dad became even more closed off. So, this year you were going to live with the Weasleys for the summer. You were good acquaintances with Percy and were close to the twins.

You closed the latches of your case and took one final look around your dorm room. Your heart sank with the realization that you would never call this room home again. Inhaling deeply, you stepped out of your dorm. The common room bustled with activity. From hugging and kissing to frantically searching for lost possessions, the (your house name) common room had never been so lively. You left before you burst into tears or even worse. You were afraid if you let yourself be sad, you would never leave.

So, you headed towards the train.

As soon as you stepped onto the platform, Mrs. Weasley wrapped you in a hug. “I’m so sorry, dear,” she whispered, holding you tightly.
“It’s okay, Mrs. Weasley. Thank you for taking me in.”
“Please, call me Molly.”

You joined the Weasley family and apparated home. The Burrow was always a happy place, but it felt particularly so this summer. It was hot outside and the house was the perfect temperature on the inside. The smell was intoxicating; it smelled sweet and fresh like your own house used to. You went up to your room and immediately fell asleep with the weight of the world lifted off your shoulders.

You woke up early the next morning. Mrs. Weasley had informed you that you would be going to the Grimmauld Place for a meeting. You never liked getting up early during the summer, but you were in no position to complain. You were traveling by Floo Powder today and everyone had already gone besides you and Molly.
“I’ve never done this before,” you said quietly.
“Oh, dear, it’s simple. Just say where you’re going and it’ll take you there.”

So, you did. You felt yourself being transported and your body didn’t like the sensation. You were completely disoriented and your vision was crossed and blurry. You landed with a crash. Into another person. When your vision cleared you saw a man holding onto you. He was older than you and his hair was black and curly. He was smiling down at you and you looked away.
“Be careful next time, sweetheart.” He let go of you and you immediately retreated to another room. Something about this man clung to you and you felt an immediate need to stay away from him.

You were joined in the living room by Hermione and Ron, who sat down on a couch together, arguing. “Hermione?” you ask.
“Yes?” she asks.
“Who was that man in there? I’ve never seen him before.” You tried to come off as subtle.
“That’s Sirius Black; he’s Harry’s godfather.”

After the meeting, Molly insisted on cooking dinner. The last thing you wanted was to stay for dinner with a man you would like to stay away from. But, again, you were in no place to protest. So, begrudgingly, you sat down at the long dark table. Dinner was almost ready and the table was full of people you recognized, and some you didn’t. Professor Lupin was there, sitting beside a girl who seemed to be a few years older than you. Her hair was bright purple and you were intrigued with her immediately. Professor Moody was seated at the far end of the table. All the Weasleys were there, as well as some people you didn’t recognize.

The familiar face of Sirius Black entered the room and he sat across from you. You looked away, distracting yourself with a bowl of potatoes. Molly sat and everyone began eating. The table ate in comfortable silence before Sirius spoke.
“I don’t believe I’ve ever met you before. My name is Sirius Black.”
“I’m (Y/N),” you spoke quietly.
“She’s staying with us this summer. Maybe longer, we haven’t really worked it out. She just graduated.”
“What are you planning on doing?” Remus asked. Professor Lupin was your favorite last year and you could easily talk to him.
“I’d like to become a Professor at Hogwarts, but I’m afraid they wouldn’t take me fresh out of school, so I’ll probably bide my time working for the Ministry.”
The woman sitting by Remus nodded in approval. “With the things going on at that school it’s probably for the best to wait.” She paused. “I’m Tonks, by the way.” She smiled and you immediately trusted the woman.

Soon after dinner, you returned to Burrow. You tried to push Sirius out of your head, and for the most part you could. Until you had another Order meeting, that is. As soon as you arrived, you were met by Sirius Black. You stared into his sharp green eyes, looking away when a blush crept onto your face. You stepped past the man and quickly made your way up the stairs where the others were hiding out. There was only a chair open, so that’s where you went. You swung your legs over the side and turned away from everyone else. Their conversations halted, then resumed.

You must have fallen asleep, because you woke up to someone shaking you. You looked up and found Sirius Black hovering over you. You quickly repositioned yourself and sat up politely.
“Why are you so nervous around me?” Sirius asks.
“No reason, really,” you say quickly.
Sirius bit his lip and thought and you turned away. “Now, it’s been a while since I’ve been a teenager, but it seems like you have a crush on me.”
“That is absolutely incorrect!” you spit out.
“Is it now?” Sirius asks with a smirk.
Your heart patters, but you hold your ground. “Fully.”
“Then I guess you won’t mind if I do this.” He cups your face in his hand. Slowly, Sirius leans in and empties the space between the two of you. Your hands gravitate towards his hair, twirling the curly locks in your fingers.

You push your body against his and he places his other hand at the small of your back. Your body tingles with electricity, but you find yourself pulling away from him.
“This is wrong,” you whisper.
Sirius doesn’t respond, choosing to sit beside you on the bed, instead. “I’m sorry, (Y/N).”
“It’s not your fault.” Tears flood your eyes. “I’m just not ready, and you’re so much older than me.”
“17 years,” Sirius murmurs. A tear runs down your cheek and you quickly wipe it away. A long pause lingers, filling the room up like smoke. 
“I came here to tell you it’s time for dinner,” Sirius says calmly.

You curtly nod and stand, turning from Sirius. The only thing you can do is walk away. You knew that he was a bad idea from the moment you saw him. You let him in, and now you hate yourself. With a deep breath and a small shake of your head you walk away, leaving Sirius behind you.

Doing My Job

a/n: wow this sucks omg !! but i mean my hands are really cold and i don’t have that much time before i have to leave for work so …

You walked through the doorway of the house, smiling when you heard your daughter’s giggles from the kitchen. “Daddy, you made a mess!” She said, laughing some more. You gently closed the door, and toed off the shoes you were wearing. You walked down the hall, and peered into the kitchen. Shawn’s shirt was covered in some pasta sauce, as well as the counter beside the stove and the floor. “Mommy!” Your daughter lept up from where she was sitting on the floor, and raced over to you.

“Hey, punpkin!” You smiled, picking her up. “What’re you guys doing?” You asked, walking over to Shawn.

“Makin’ food!” Your daughter informed you, before squirming out of your arms and racing to her room.

“Hey, baby.” Shawn kissed you, and you smiled. “How was work?”

You sighed, running a hand through your messy hair. “Hectic. Remind me why I chose to work in retail?” The rhetorical question made Shawn laugh. “But let’s not talk about that. What did you two do today?” You asked, peaking into the living room and seeing pillows and couch cushions strewn around the floor. “Make a fort?”

“Yeah, we made a fort, watched a movie, colored. And I figured we’d make dinner, too.” Shawn nodded to the pasta cooking in the pot.

“Made a little bit of a mess?” You asked, grabbing a spice off of the rack and adding a little ino the sauce bowl.

Shawn’s cheeks flushed as the footfalls of a toddler got louder. You spun around and saw your daughter holding a paper in her hands. “Made this for you, Mommy.” She handed you the paper, and you saw three stick figures, one with a shape that resembed a guitar next to them. “It’s me, Daddy, and you!”

“And the cat,” Shawn pointed to the gray blob next to him.

You rolled your eyes at your husband, and looked back at the photo. “This is so good, baby!” You set the paper on the table and looked at Shawn. “I’m gonna go take a shower. Clean up the sauce before it dries.” You instructed him, walking up the steps to your room.

Slipping on a pair of fuzzy socks, you walked back downstairs, smiling when you saw the table waas set and Shawn was cutting up the noodles for your daughter. “You’re back!” She cheered, smiling.

“Miss me?” You asked, sitting down.

“I always miss you.” Shawn smiled, taking a swig of the soda he had, as the timer on the oven went off. “I saw that we had some frozen garlic breadsticks in the freezer, and I didn’t know if you had a plan for them, so I stuck them in the oven, too.” He explained, sticking the breadsticks on the table.

You smiled, taking one of the sticks. “I honestly forgot about them.” You laughed, gathering some pasta on your fork. You listened to your daughter as she explained all of the things she and Shawn did during the day, from making eggs for breakfast to when he jumped when the pasta sauce let out a bubble from warming up.  

After dinner, you relaxed in the living room while Shawn gave your daughter a bath, and put her to bed. You looked at him when he returned, and smiled. “You’re the best father in the world.”

“Nahh, I’m just doing my job.” Shawn replied, yawning.

a/n: so um, send some requests in and i have off of school on monday so i’ll get a bunch of stuff written then! :D 

Hot teacher--Remus x Reader

A tiny disclaimer, I lost everything on my Laptop (Thats were I have my fan fics) so I had to retype this all over again. I’m sorry if they’re grammar mistakes or spelling mistakes, I just kind rushed through it. I hope you still enjoy tho!!
It was (Y/N) ‘s seventh year at Hogwarts, she was sitting a the (Y/H) table. Hearing rumors that Harry Potter had fainted on the Hogwarts express. Harry’s like her little brother so clearly she was concerned for him. Dumbledore stood up as she removed her glance from Harry. “Students, Welcome to another at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft And Wizardry!” Everyone cheered including (Y/N). “I have a few things to say to you all, and as one them is very serious, I think it best to get it out of the way before you become befuddled by our excellent feast.” Dumbledore continued,”As you will all be aware after their search of the Hogwarts Express, our school is presently playing host to some of the dementors of Azkaban, who are here on Ministry of Magic business.” He paused she glanced over at Harry who glanced back.. She gave him concerned look and he return a similar facial expression. “They are stationed at every entrance to the grounds,” Harry and (Y/N) both pulled their attention to Dumbledore; “and while they are with us, I must make it plain that nobody is to leave the school without permission. Dementors are not to be fooled by tricks or disguises- or even Invisibility Cloaks,” Ron, Hermione and (Y/N) looked at Harry. Dumbledore went on about the Dementors. Her eyes wandered the table of teacher’s behind him. She noticed a new teacher. A quite handsome teacher, actually, a super handsome teacher. “On a happier note,” Dumbledore’s voice ruined my thoughts, “I am pleased to welcome two new teachers to our ranks this year. First, Professor Lupin, who has kindly consented to fill the post of Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher.”
“Kind indeed,” (Y/N) said a little bit too loud that her best friend since her first year heard. “What?” she nudged (Y/N) “Oh, um, nothing.” (Y/N) said not removing her eyes from the handsome light browned haired man. She looked over to her friend. Her eyes her filled with mischief. “(Y/N) has a crush on the new DATDA teacher!” she basically yelled, “SHHH!” (Y/N) put her hand over (Y/F/N) mouth. They both stood up and pulled her outside of the Great Hall. “What are you thinking?!” she snapped at her. “I’m thinking if you wanna get on Professor Lupin’s good side, you go talk to him today or tomorrow after classes, just got before we actually have his class.” Her friend winked as she walked back into the Great Hall.
—————-Remus’s Pov———–
It was a pretty hectic day, with the boggart and Remus was going to have to it all over again tomorrow. He heard a tiny knock at his door, and turned around and saw a beautiful girl, her presence lighted up the room. “Hi, um, Professor Lupin.” he got pulled back into his thoughts. “Hi, Are you one of my students?” Lupin asked trying to act professional. “Yes, but you don’t have my class until tomorrow.” she smiled walking closer to his desk. “Oh, well then what brings you up to my office?” He said shuffling some papers on his messy desk. “I just have this thing I do every year, and it’s to go say hi to all of the new teachers.” she was now looking over his desk at the paper he was shuffling. Remus looked up and their faces were inches away. Her (Y/C) eyes were so filled with life that he could get lost in. “My name is (Y/F/N) (Y/L/N).” She held her hand out for him to shake. He shook it standing up straight. He looked over at his clock and saw it was almost sundown. “You better get to bed, it almost dark.” he pushed her to the door. “Oh okay, well it was really nice to-” He closed the door on her face. He felt terrible.
——————(Y/N) Pov————
(Y/N) was shaking as she made her way over to Professor Lupin’s office. She knocked on his door. He was standing in front of a giant wardrobe. “Hi, um, Professor Lupin.” she said trying not to show the nerves in her voice. He turned around and stared at (Y/N) for a while. She wanted to run away, She knew she had made a mistake, she would never listen to (Y/F/N) again ,but as she was about to take a step back out of the door, “Hi, are you one of my students?” escaped from his lips. All the weight from her chest was lifted. “Yes, but you don’t have my class until tomorrow.” (Y/N) smiled as she felt more confident, so she walked closer to his desk.”Oh, well what brings you to my office?” He asked shuffling some papers. She looked over his desk to see if he was shuffling papers or maybe if she lucky she had made him nervous. “I just have this thing I do every year, and it’s to go say hi to all the new teachers.” (Y/N) knew she was lying she just wanted to see him and meet him. He looked up and she meet his lost blue eyes. Even though his eyes were lost, she found herself, quickly she remembered what she was there for. She blurted out at him, “My name is (Y/F/N) (Y/L/).” She held out her hand for him to shake, he shook her hand. It got kinda awkward after that. (Y/N) noticed he glanced over to the clock in his room. “You better get to bed, it’s almost dark.” He pushed her to door. “Oh okay, well it was really nice to-” The door slammed in her face. “meet you.” she whispered as she walked to the (Y/H) common room.
The next morning, she couldn’t stop thinking about what happened the night before with Professor Lupin. (Y/F/N) keep asking questions but she didn’t really want to talk about it. They got to their DATDA class, and (Y/N) quickly sat in front of the class. Professor Lupin smiled at her when he saw her sit in front of the class. “ I know you have all heard of the Boggart I have been doing with all my other classes, but for you seventh years I have a little something different planned.” He looked straight at her, she could feel her cheeks heating up, so (Y/n) looked down at her book. Class was really fun, she could really feel a strong connection with Professor Lupin. After class, she decided to stay after a bit. “Wonderful Class today, Professor.” she walked over to him. She met those beautiful blue eyes she fell in love with. “Well, Thank you (Y/N), You weren’t to bad yourself.” They talked so much that (Y/N) completely skipped the rest of the day, it was until sun down he kicked her out again. She was really starting to wonder if really she really had feelings for him.
——————-Remus’s Pov——-
(Y/N) and Remus have been talking a lot lately, she is truly an amazing girl. He knew she’s a student, but when he’s with her, he gets a feeling he has never felt before. He knew this might be crazy, but He was in love with her. Remus was just scared how she will react if he told her he was a werewolf. What if she’s scared of him, she would never love him back. Those thoughts swirled his mind as he heard a very similar voice call his name. “Professor Lupin?” (Y/N) stood right behind him, her eyes beaming with light. “Remus,” he blurted at her “My first name is Remus, You can call me Professor Remus Lupin.” Her face showed the confusion of the sudden action of his. “I’m glad I get to know your first name, I think I’m gonna stick with calling you Professor Lupin.” she laughed, Lupin smiled and to erase the awkwardness, he pulled out a chocolate bar from his pocket. “ Um, here, for you.” He handed her the chocolate bar. “Thank you so much, Professor.” She took the chocolate, and put it in her robe as she made her way to her seat. “Okay, Class today we are tackling the boggart today!” Everyone in the classroom cheered, “we are gonna be moving to the staffroom.” (Y/N) stood up first and then students began to make there way there. He taught them the Riddikulus spell and they were off. Everyone was super excited, Remus noticed that (Y/N) wasn’t too excited though. “(Y/N) what is your biggest fear?” He asked her, her head snapped up, “ I-I don’t know” she replied, “Wanna find out?” he asked walking over to her. “Um, I don’t think I want to Professor.” She really didn’t want to, but he thought otherwise,”Come on, It will be fun!” he pushed her infront of the Boggart. The Boggart twisted and turned, slowly the Boggart became a werewolf. Remus’s heart sank, he just stared at the werewolf, his head and chest started to hurt. “RIDDIKULUS!” she yelled soon the werewolf turned into a small puppy and then exploded into tiny wisps of smoke. The bell rang, (Y/N) stood there motionless.
“Why was my boggart a werewolf?”
“That’s what you were thinking a your biggest fear was.” He couldn’t even look at her.
“But, That’s not I was thinking of.” He looked at her. There eyes locked, “What was it then?” She didn’t answer, “What was it?” He asked again being a tad bit more direct.
“I was thinking of you.” she whispered
“I was thinking of you, but-”
“You fear me?” She took a step closer, he took a step back.
“No, I don’t, please just-”
“Then why were you thinking about me?” After a while of her stepping closer and him walking away, he hit a wall, there faces were only few inches away. Remus looked into her eyes, but he didn’t get lost in them anymore. “Please just let me explain-” Harry entered the room. Both of their heads looked over at him. “(Y/N), Please I need to talk to Mr.Potter.” She gave me a look that tore him to two. Harry waved at her, but she didn’t respond.
——————(Y/N)’s Pov———
(Y/n) ran to the common room, his eyes were so filled with pain se thought. She entered the common room with (Y/F/N) sitting there. “Hey! How was your talk session with Lupin?”
“Terrible” she replied
“Why?” She asked concerned
“Well, First of all, I didn’t want to fight that stupid Bugger, it became a werewolf when I wasn’t even thinking about a werewolf. I asked him about it, and I told him I was thinking about him. He got the impression that I’m scared of him, but I’m not scared of him. I’m the complete opposite. I’m in love with him. And the worst of all, he wouldn’t even let me explain, his eyes were so filled with pain. I didn’t even tell him how much he means to me.” (Y/N) didn’t even notice that she was bawling and made her way out of the common room. She was crying so much that she didn’t hear (Y/F/N) yelling her to run. All she remembers is blacking out.
She woke up to someone shaking her. (Y/N) opened her eyes to see Remus hovering over her. “Come on, we gotta go.” he held out his hand. He lifted her off a very old and worn down couch. As she got up and she truly got a good look around the room. There was Harry and Hermione, Sirius Black with Professor Snape floating behind him. A man that looked like a rat, and last but not least Remus with Ron who had a wrap around his leg. “I’ll explain later” he mumbled as they made their way out of the small house. It was dark outside, if they had been in Remus’s office, he would sent her off hours ago. “One wrong move, Petter,” said Remus threateningly. His wand was pointed at Peter’s chest. A cloud shifted. They’re were suddenly dim shadows on the ground. The group was bathed in moonlight. “(Y/N) back away from me.” (Y/n) followed his command and backed away. She didn’t remove her eyes from him. His limbs began to shake. “Oh, my-” Hermione gasped. “He didn’t take his potion tonight! He’s not safe!”
“Run,” Sirius whispered “Run. Now. Leave it to me- RUN!”
She couldn’t run, no one could. All she could do was watch. There was a loud snarling noise. Remus’s head was lengthening, so was his body. His shoulders were hunching. Hair was sprouting on his face and hands, which were curling into clawed paws. Sirius turned into an enormous dog, that looked like a bear. Peter had turned back into a rat. There was a howl and a rumbling growl. She saw the werewolf taking flight. She started running, running after the werewolf, no Remus. She was running after Remus. “What are you doing?” yelled Hermione “He’s going to kill you!” (Y/n) looked at Hermione with tearful eyes. “He won’t hurt me.” She ran off after him
Remus couldn’t remember anything from the night before. He woke up in a giant meadow, He looked over to his right and saw (Y/N). She was rubbing her face, her eyes were very tired. You could tell she didn’t sleep at all. “You’re awake!” she gave Lupin a weak smile and grabbed his hand super tight. He look into h er (E/C) eyes, Remus got lost in them again. All of that was gone to quick when he glanced over her left arm. There were 4 deep cuts, like if a bear had attacked her or , a werewolf. “I did that.” he said very weakly. She looked at her arm and gave a huge sigh. He had hurt her, he sat up and looked at the ground he would never forgive myself. “Professor.” she tried getting his attention. “Professor.” Still he didn’t move. “Remus Lupin look at me.” she said in a very stern voice. He looked up her eyes that provided a safe place. “I’m sorry, I meant Professor-” He pulled her in and kissed her. Her lips were soft, She didn’t kiss him back until a couple seconds after. There lips fit perfectly with each other. She pulled away and smiled. “I never got to explain my boggart. My worst fear was that if I told you what I really felt, that you reject me.” He smile at her. “I would never reject you.” Remus said before pulling her in for another kiss.

I’m pretending the real ending to the Night at the Musueum trilogy is that Ahk comes back to the natural history museum in a few years, saying “It was nice to visit my parents for a while, but it was time I came home.” He brings with him Tilly (who gets to live the dream of being a ninja sword owning security guard in America) and Lancelot (who’s now Ahk’s dedicated personal bodyguard). The body of the real Kahmunrah is found and acquired, and it turns out that he’s just as sassy and sarcastic as the version they encountered at the Smithsonian but not evil at all. Jed finally figures out that Octavius is more than just his best friend and yet very little changes in their dynamic besides the occasional PDA because things between them were already perfect to begin with. (“Lancelot who? The only hypnotic blue eyes I see here are yours.” “Shut up and kiss me, ya sap.”) Larry teaches history at a near-by high school and leads some kind of after school club that frequently takes visits to museums in the evenings. All his students think he’s the coolest teacher ever because he knows how to make learning actually fun and entertaining. Ahkmenrah still visits his parents every few years but always returns to his real family. Everyone lives, everyone’s happy, everyone’s together. THE END. Cut to credits.

Kiss Me

An anon once asked: Fluffy Simon imagine where the reader has a crush on Simon but is super nervous because there’s a large age gap (reader is 18/19). She eventually confesses tho and they kiss :-)… you got it, anon.

I apologize if any of this is ooc, I’m new to writing this fandom, and I’m still trying to get my footing. Also, I know this is a bit short, so apologies again. (Double also, the title sucks. I know, don’t worry.) Please let me know what you think!! <3


You stood obediently at the back of the room as Negan gave his speech, but you weren’t paying attention. How could you, with Negan’s right hand man stood next to him, a smug grin painted lazily on his face. He rarely spoke during these things—which was a damn shame—but he still was a good sight to look at. You two, surprisingly, had become good friends in the short time that you’d been at the Sanctuary. You seemed like an unlikely ally to him, until you picked up a gun. He was amazed that “such a young thing was such a good shot.” And to say that comment didn’t make your cheeks go red would be a blatant lie.

At some point, Negan stopped talking (which was shocking), and the group dispersed. You shook yourself from your reverie, hoping to find someone who could explain what he had said up there. Turning, you managed to bump into a solid chest.

“Shit, my bad—”

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Advice for incoming college freshmen!

Move-in days and first days of classes are fast approaching, and I know at this time last year I was absolutely freaking out. Luckily, I had a totally fantastic freshman year, and you will too. 

In my first year at school, I ended up taking on two leadership roles at my college: freshman ambassador and peer mentor. As a freshman ambassador, I hosted prospective students who were looking at coming to my school in my dorm and took them to class with me, and as a peer mentor I help out at orientation for new students and am a resource for them during the year. I LOVE both of these jobs and especially answering the questions of new students, so I thought I’d write some down to help people out!

  • Dorms
    • DON’T OVERPACK! Bring what you need, but don’t get carried away. Dorms are not very large, and you’re sharing the space with other people, so it gets cramped fast. My plan for this year is to take very little and see how much space I have, then have my parents bring out anything else I need for family weekend if I still have room.
    • BE PREPARED TO GO SHOPPING DURING MOVE-IN! My school’s freshman dorms have no air conditioning, and we moved in during the heat of August. My parents walked into the room and almost immediately went to Walmart to get me a window fan. Same went for storage–once I was in the room I saw there wasn’t as much space as I hoped (see above), so we got some wire shelves to go above and next to my desk–lifesavers. 
    • GET TO KNOW YOUR ROOMMATE(S)! Your roommate doesn’t have to be your best friend (though they can be–*waves at my freshman roommate*), but they aren’t someone you want to be constantly bickering with, or even basically-strangers with. Go to dinner with them, invite them to a school-sponsored event with you (there’ll be tons at the beginning of the year), chat in your room–don’t just ignore them!
    • KEEP YOUR DOOR OPEN! This is sort of a cliche, but it’s so important and so great. We kept our door open almost constantly for the first few weeks of school and people just said hi and wandered in! (Also, since our freshman dorms have no AC and it was incredibly hot the breeze was necessary, but that was just an added bonus.) Our entire hall was friendly by the end of the first few weeks, and even most girls from other halls on the floor knew each other.
    • RESPECT YOUR ROOMMATE! You might have to fill out a roommate contract or something similar at the beginning of the year. Take it seriously. You just met this person and you might not want to get all dramatic and serious and seem whiny or demanding, but it’s important. You don’t want to run into problems later that could be solved right now. If you want lights out at a certain time or have a problem with the window being open, you need to get it settled asap, or there will be problems.
    • GET TO KNOW YOUR RA! Your RA really wants to get to know you and have fun with you, and they are a great contact to have when you need help or advice–they’ve been at your school far longer than you, so they know the ropes. 
  • Classes
    • DO THE READING! You probably will be able to get away with not doing all the reading, but it’s always a better idea to. Especially if you’re at a school with small class sizes, you can always be put on the spot, and even if you can bs your way through it, you’re going to learn more and develop more as a person if you do the reading, even if it’s a story for your required english class that you don’t think matters to you as a bio major.
    • GO TO OFFICE HOURS! Office hours are your friend. Your professors definitely offer them, and don’t be afraid to see if you can schedule a meeting outside of them if you have class or work or other commitments during that time. Especially go if you have a paper in the class–all my professors have encouraged me to bring rough drafts to them to look over before the due date, but even if they don’t bring it up ask if you can. Not only does it make you stand out as a student who cares, you get the same notes you would’ve gotten if you turned it in as is, and you get to fix it to be EXACTLY as the professor wants it. Plus, for me, it forces me to get my paper done with time to edit it–if I schedule a meeting with my professor three days before the due date, I can’t write the whole paper the night before I have to turn it in, my usual MO.
    • MAKE FRIENDS WITH PEOPLE IN YOUR CLASSES! For one thing, it’s good to expand your friend group outside of just a few people, and making friends in all kinds of different classes ensures meeting lots of different people. Plus, you can form study groups and ask homework questions, not to mention have somebody to chat with before class and maybe head straight to lunch with after.
    • DO YOUR HOMEWORK! Basically the same as the reading bullet. Even if your teacher doesn’t check it, do the homework. It will benefit you, that’s why it’s assigned. I had a math course my first semester that had homework every class, but it wasn’t graded. Most people didn’t do it unless they were the ones presenting the solutions to the class. But the practice helped–the test questions were very similar to the homework questions, and people who did the homework did better on the tests, and therefore in the class. 
    • ASK UPPERCLASSMEN ABOUT CLASSES/PROFESSORS! Especially in a small school, they’ll have taken a lot of the same classes and professors. If you’re signing up for classes, ask for descriptions and recommendations of professors–but take them with a grain of salt, as people have different learning styles. For classes you’re currently in, ask for tips about doing well.
  • Food
    • LEARN ABOUT YOUR MEAL PLAN! Our meal plan has several options–three meals every day, just breakfast and dinner every day, just dinner every day, or just dinner five days a week, plus an amount of money that can be spent on food whose amount varies based on how many meals you choose. Freshmen at my school are assigned to three meals a day automatically, and after the first semester can choose which they prefer. I paid attention to how much I ate and found that the most practical thing for me was to have meals every night on the plan, and just use the money to buy breakfast and lunch, since the meals for those were larger than I needed. Pay attention to what you eat, and find the most practical option for you.
    • KEEP FOOD IN YOUR ROOM! Seriously. You will want it. It will be ten pm and the dining hall will be closed and you will be studying or watching a movie or scrolling tumblr and you will be hungry. Have chips or cookies or something ready. If you don’t, you will be unhappy. I have learned from experience. Also, it will make you friends. Seriously. Offer college kids candy or cookies and they will love you forever.
  • Extracurriculars 
    • JOIN A BUNCH OF CLUBS/TEAMS/WHATEVER! Seriously, find something you’re into and join it. Make your roommate join with you, ask a friend from psych to check it out with you, go by yourself–it doesn’t matter. Get involved! I understand that studies show that people who don’t get involved with these things often end up leaving school for good, or at least not having as rewarding an experience. 
    • DON’T GO HOME TOO OFTEN! For the same reason. You should definitely visit home if you can, particularly on breaks, but going home to often or too soon after school starts can ruin your college experience–students who go home on the first weekend are surprisingly likely to never return to college. The best way to beat the homesickness is to distract yourself with activities and new people until you settle in.
    • CALL HOME PLENTY! With that said, don’t lose contact with your family and friends from before. Your parents miss you as much as you miss them or more, and it’s easy to get distracted and forget that. I wish I had called home more my first year, and that’s one of the things I’m most determined to improve this year. 

Okay, this is about a thousand times longer than I meant it to be, but I hope it helps! Feel free to add more advice or ask me questions about specific or general things–I love talking about this stuff. 

Good luck, and have fun!