anonymous asked:

Exam season is upon us. So is it alright to have a scenario for college!Kuroo and college!Akaashi w/ s/o having a cafe study date?


also, it was longer than i thought it was going to be so i didn’t do Akaashi in this one, feel free to request for him again though. 

Finals. Oh, how you hated that cursed word, the season of without delay, cramming everything you have learned throughout the quarter into your head. This quarter, you had chemistry which was a subject you were compete rubbish at, while your boyfriend Kuroo was superior at. But he had English, which he was rubbish at while you were pretty phat at. 

Walking towards the cafe you always study at, Kuroo was already so nervous, unlike you, he had his English final on Monday, tomorrow while you didn’t have your chemistry final until Wednesday. “Sucks that you have your final tomorrow, huh?” you said, holding back a chuckle. “Stop that, I’m so nervous, I need to pass this class, even a C, them C’s get degrees.” he said, letting out a sigh. “Yeah, no kidding, you need the luck, don’t worry, I’ll tell you everything you’ll need for it, my honey.” you smiled sweetly while he opened the door for you. “Thank you very much.” you said while walking over to your usual booth that already had two black coffees on the table in thanks from Suga who worked there as a barista.

Getting your stuff out, you hummed with content. “Why are you so calm? Your chem final is in a few days and you know nothing.” he asked twirling his pencil. Giving him a smug look, “I do know a little bit…” you said. “Alright, what is the atomic number of… Protactinium? And its atomic mass?” he asked leaning against the table putting his chin onto his hand. You looked at him and deadpanned. “Why… How would I know that. Tetsu…. I don’t need to know that.” you said sighing and face palming. “Well! I never!” he dramatically gasped, “If you wanted to know, its atomic number is 91 and its atomic weight is 231.036, don’t forget the point zero three six, people always forget it.” he said laughing.

Sometimes, you just couldn’t handle him, he was so incredibly good at chemistry he can very well reread the periodic table song and lists their information about them, and yet, when you met him, he didn’t know the differences between you’re and your. Gazing, he flicked your forehead. “Oi, you need to study.” he said snapping you out of your thoughts. 

“I should be telling you that, define abscond and alacrity.” you smirked while sipping your coffee.

“Lets not start with those words…” he said chuckling cause he doesn’t know either of those words mean.

“Oh yeah, I bet. Abscond, to run away, often taking something or somebody along. Alacrity, liveliness and eagerness.” you said flicking his forehead this time. “Learn your vocab, you’re going to need it.” you giggled while leaning over and pecking his nose. 

12 Days of Sabriel – Day 2

Title: 12 Days of Sabriel – Day 2
‘Showing up late to class with a Starbucks’ is not Sam’s style at all. Not showing up to class at all because the guy working at Starbucks is confusingly handsome is totally Sam’s style.
Underage Drinking (< 21 years)

Sabriel || Fluff || Height Difference || Coffee Shop AU || College AU || Sam is a Starbucks virgin || OC: Bagel || Advent Calendar Fic

Day 1

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“I don’t know…do you think they’ll like me? I mean, wouldn’t they expect you to bring a girl home? I’d probably end up making myself look stupid or terrible somehow, too. Basically, I’ll most probably screw things up without meaning to. They might not like me before they even get to know me…like what usually happens when I try to talk to girls, except in this case, it’ll be your parents.”

“Pine Tree, if they kept me and even loved me, they’ll definitely accept and love you too.”

Bill planted a kiss on the brunet’s hair. He slid one of his hands up Dipper’s name, then he ran his fingers through his fluffy brown locks. He didn’t care whether people were watching or not; Pine Tree needed comfort and reassurance.

“Thanks…I hope that’s the case. Guess we’ll just have to see, huh?” Dipper said.


Lexa only breaks out of her wondered daze when she hears Clarke giggling beside her. Her blue eyes are glassy when Lexa looks at her. She frowns in confusion until Clarke grabs her cheeks and kisses her messily. “Your face,” she whispers in explanation. 

“Just, your face. You look so happy.”

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