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I Still Exist

Requests: Omg your stories are awesome! I was wondering if I could suggest a newt x reader with the song “Where Do We Go” or “Shatter Me” by Lindsey Stirling? Where the reader feels kinda neglected and depressed for quite some time and newt fails to notice because he is in a lot harsher mood and snaps a lot as a result of working on his book? And one day she goes “missing” and worries newt? Lots of angst pls!(Idk it sounded a lot better in my head)You can come up with the rest. Thanks!       AND      hi !! i really love your stories, and i was wondering if i could request an v angsty one where newt is under a lot of stress and snaps at reader? ❤️❤️

Word Count: 2,701

Pairing: Newt x Reader

Requested by Anonymous

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The workshop smells about how you’d expected when you crawl into the case. A burning mixture evaporates somewhere nearby, partly covering up the odors of the various feed bags for the creatures and the plate of raw meat rotting on the table. You shake your head, disgusted, and slip past the shed. Scanning the field, hand over your eyes to block out the blinding sun, you spot Newt next to a murtlap. He’s on his knees saying something to the snarling creature. You swallow down the heart breaking in your chest. He’s exchanging more words with that beast than he has with you in the past month.

“Newt. Newt!” You shout, crossing through tall grasses and kicking stones out of your way. For God’s sake, “Newt!”

He twists enough to ensure it’s you before turning his back on you. “One minute, love.”

Hands on your hips, you wait as he chatters with the beast. It’s not that you’re against his research, it’s that he’s trying to cram chapters worth of new material into the book. You’d supported his idea when he first told you a month and a half ago. Now, though, you’re not sure you would’ve been so encouraging had you known he would spend every waking minute in the case without you.

“I don’t have all day, Newt. I have to get to the bakery with Queenie before it closes.”

He shakes his head, facing you. “I’m busy, love. Can’t it wait?”

You can feel the tension in his voice, strengthened, no doubt, by the bags under his eyes. “I just need to know if you’d prefer apple or peach pie for dessert.”

He mumbles something that sounds like ‘that’s it?’ but when you question him, he simply says, “I said it’s your choice. I’m sure you’ll make the right one.”

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The signs as quotes from "history of the entire world, i guess"
  • Aries: Nope, can't walk yet. And there's no food so I don't care.
  • Taurus: Fuck it, time to plant some grass. Look at this, I control the food now. Now everyone will want to be my friend and live near me.
  • Gemini: Hey Christians, do you sin? Now you can buy your way out of hell!
  • Cancer: It's sad. I'm sad. I miss you. How did this happen?
  • Leo: Forget this. I wanna be something, go somewhere, do something. I want things to change. I want to invent time and space.
  • Virgo: Is loving Jesus legal yet?
  • Libra: Let's overthrow the palace and start cutting all their heads off!
  • Scorpio: Get the hell out of here. Will you get the hell out of here if I give you 500 elephants? Ok thanks bye.
  • Sagittarius: Time to conquer all of Europe.
  • Capricorn: Damn, we gotta start pillaging some stuff.
  • Aquarius: That's bullshit, this whole thing is bullshit, that's a scam, fuck the church, here's 95 reasons why.
  • Pisces: You could make a religion out of this.
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Forgotten

Characters: Dean x Reader

Warnings: All the Angst, wee bit of fluff

Word Count: 1k

A/N: This is WAY different from my usual stuff. Hope you don’t hate it. I had an idea, and it wouldn’t leave me alone until this came out. Revision: You guys and your support of this story turned series absolutely BLOWS me away. THANK YOU so damn much! I’m glad you love it as much as I do.

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Little schizophrenia/schizospec/psychosis things

- those weird shapes that come in different colours and you HAVE to watch them float through one side of the room to the other then disappear

- weird squiggly black lines that dance around in front of you and usually make everything around you blurry except for that black thing

- people’s voices echoing but the echo is very deep and demonic sounding so you can barely understand what people are saying

- not showering for so long because you thought you showered an hour ago but in reality you haven’t showered at all

- not eating for days on end because the food is obviously poisoned or you have ugly gustatory hallucinations from eating so food is not good

- your vision going completely blurry and black for a while and you literally cannot see properly enough to function so you’re like woah

– watching a horror movie or a movie with a monster so obviously that movie was a secret message that the person/monster is out to get you

- there’s ALWAYS someone or something going after you

- wanting to please the thing that’s after you so you don’t get hurt so you listen to the voices and do whatever they tell you because they know what will please your persecutor

- making yourself bleed because that proves you’re a real person

- making yourself bleed but this time you don’t know how, when, or why

- all of a sudden feeling like your body is floating in soft clouds or like you’re in a very warm bath and you can feel yourself losing any and all control of yourself

- saying things out loud that were meant to be in your head

- you’re a psychic because you’re right about things in the future 38% of the time

- pretending to be speaking on the phone with someone when in reality you’re just talking to yourself/the voices

- not caring enough to distinguish what’s a hallucination or not because it’s too much work

- people thinking you’re acting drunk after an anxiety or panic attack/very bad seizure-like psychotic episode but in reality it’s just really bad psychosis

- saying something and people laughing but you have no idea what you said that was funny

- hallucinating pain in your body and then having hypochondriac type delusions that you’re going to die so you prepare for death

- believing anything anyone says even if it’s completely absurd or meant as sarcasm

- doing something and then forgetting you did the thing and doing it again and again until you realize you did it several times

- sleeping but not really sleeping because it’s like you get a good ten minutes of sleep before you wake up and take at least half an hour to sleep since auditory hallucinations continue on even throughout sleep

- hallucinating being cold so you’re wearing four layers or jackets, two layers or socks, very warm pj pants, mittens, and sitting right beside the heater turned to max

- that one hallucination that’s positive and encouraging but you can’t tell if it’s mocking you or being genuine

- all inanimate objects are alive so you have to be polite always

- telling people you’re not psychotic when they say you seem extremely ill but your insight is 0

- literally having to be taken care of like a small child: being reminded to eat, shower etc. basically people making sure you’re doing mundane basic human things

- having to be reminded you’re a human that needs to do basic human functions when in reality you feel as if you had the needs of inanimate objects which is nothing really

- having so much trouble walking and keeping your balance so people literally have to hold you while walking so you don’t fall over

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I KNOW what you’re trying to DO there gamefreak

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Zodiac Gothic: Terrifying things may come
  • Aries: One day, when you blink, you'll see anther world in between the closing and opening of your eyelids. It will be terrifying, horrible, indescribable - and you will forget it as soon as you open your eyes. Perhaps it just happened. Perhaps it will happen tomorrow. Or perhaps, the last time you close your eyes, it will happen. And you won't be able to open them again to escape.
  • Taurus: The next time someone tells you to run, do it. Even if you are surrounded by nothing but walls, run until you can't run anymore - then walk, then crawl, then squirm. Only when you have exhausted all means of movement will you be safe.
  • Gemini: You are going to meet a special someone soon. A /very/ special someone. They will not have eyes, and their tongue will be heinously long. They will try to wrap you up - let them. Only once you give in to them will they let you go.
  • Cancer: Something horrible has happened. It had nothing to do with you, but it happened. Just now, it happened again. You are powerless to stop these horrible things. And they, too, are powerless to hurt you - so long as you remember to listen to the weather. Did you forget? Hmm. Something bad has happened. It had everything to do with you.
  • Leo: There are dark forces attempting to change your fate right now. But will it be for better, or for worse? Leave a lemon on your porch overnight to stop them. You may save yourself - or doom yourself to an even worse fate. You must make the decision soon, or the forces will already be upon you.
  • Virgo: Don't go to an ocean. Don't go to a lake. Actually, it's probably best you avoid swimming pools too. To be safe, don't even take a bath tonight - it isn't worth the risk. Is it raining? Well, then your fate has been sealed...
  • Libra: Don't stare too long at that object that shouldn't be there. Pretend that it's normal. If you pretend that you didn't just see it move out of the corner of your eye, you will be safe.
  • Scorpio: Don't do it. I know that you're thinking about doing it - but don't. There are demons waiting to take a hold of you if you succeed. What is 'it' you might be wondering - well, you know. You're the one who planned it.
  • Sagittarius: The monster under your bed loves you. It loves you so very much. It crawls out and sleeps next to you at night, and it stares at pictures of you while you are away. It even fights off the other monsters every night. But watch out, it might just fail some night....and the monster in the closet loves you in a much more violent way.
  • Capricorn: Someday, when you are home alone in a new house, there will be an extra door that you will notice, and be unsure of it was there before. It wasn't. It contains a set of stairs, each step more wet and soft than the last. The further down these stairs. you walk, the hotter and damper you feel, and the more lights you will see on the walls. Do not touch the lights. Do not touch the walls. Keep walking - you will eventually trip, and find yourself facing up the stairs. Walk up. Do not, at any point, turn back - the teeth will come.
  • Aquarius: A strange and hauntingly beautiful woman will ask to use your phone in a parking lot at midnight, sometime in the near future. It will be cloudy and dark. She will look startlingly familiar, but you will not be able to remember her at all. You must not allow her to take your phone. You must not allow her to take your heart.
  • Pisces: If you ever find yourself surrounded by strangers, keep a look out for anyone with golden pupils in plain white eyes. If you have seen them, then immediately cleanse yourself with fish water and lemon juice. If it's been more than three days, you have been Marked for something that is yet unknown, but must be avoided at all cost.
The 15 Types of Verbal Abuse in a Relationship

Originally posted by raquel-lostgirl

According to Patricia Evan’s book, The Verbally Abusive Relationship, there are 15 type of verbal abuse, which can happen within a relationship. The information below is both revealing and eye opening. Did you know that something as forgetting is a sign of abusive behavior? It demonstrates neglect, whether it is intentional or unintentional. We urge everyone to educate themselves on these next 15 harmful acts.

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BTS REACTIONS

ANONYMOUS ASKED :

Hi!! If your request are still open I would like to request a BTS reaction to you walking around your house in a tee shirt and underwear please and thank you 😊            

Hi~ Sorry for the long wait :) Here is your reaction!

BTS REACTION TO YOU WALKING AROUND ONLY IN AN OVERSIZED SHIRT AND UNDERWEAR

Originally posted by rapmooni

Namjoon:

“ I’m a gentlemen therefore I gotta act like one and make the lady as comfortable as she is. I mean, if she took off her pants, it means that she trusts me enough to do it, right? Anyways namjoon, just shut it and lend her a hoodie or something so that she doesn’t freeze.” He pauses “Y/N!!! Do you want some hot cocoa and maybe some pants to warm up! It’s cold in here” he’d cough

Originally posted by jiminahhh

Seokjin:

“ Ooh~ What a look” Seokjin would wink at you “ I like those fuzzy socks, they match perfectly with that white shirt and that gorgeous pair of legs” he’d comment flirtatiously “ Your legs look more appetizing than these chicken legs” he’d laugh at his own joke “ get it? Because I’m eating chicken legs…no? Okay then “

Originally posted by nnochu

 Jimin:

“Isn’t she feeling cold? I swear to my smol chimchim that I shivered a few seconds when she passed by. Maybe it’s the weather, or maybe it’s the fact that under that oversized shirt …@!#!%#@^$$. WHY IS SHE DOING THIS TO a DEPRIVED 21 YEAR OLD MAN LIKE ME” jimin would fake a sob “Screw college! All I need is a detox from this lack of action”

Originally posted by askmeifimadalek

Jungkook:

“Yeah maybe she just forgot that normal humans usually wear pants? But she’s a normal human. Why am I talking about her as if she’s abnormal for not wearing pants? Maybe I’m the one who’s crazy. Yeah let’s just walk past her and ignore ignore ignore” he mumbles to himself

“Jungkook” you call him

Oh well f*ck, here goes my purity. LEFT.DONE.VANISHED.RUINED. DECEASED.TERMINADO.FINITO.

Originally posted by toughchim

Taehyung:

Taehyung would be torn between embarrassment and his tendencies to join along in crazy stuff

“ Oh well hi, Did I miss something or did you forget something, because you’re like.. not wearing pants and it’s uhm…” he’d feel his ears heating up as he’d try changing topics”IS IT A NEW TREND?! SHOULD I JOIN YOU?”

Originally posted by nycbtslover

Hoseok :

Hoseok stares at you for a few seconds before realizing the absence of any pants on your soft legs . He’d probably follow along with you.

“WHAT AN AMAZING IDEA!” he snaps his fingers “ No wonder why I get inspired more easily when my pants come off. I should do it more often” Hoseok slowly takes off his pants off   “ Let’s make this a tradition , man” he’d bro fist you

Originally posted by imonaworldtour

Yoongi :

Being the old grandpa he is, he wouldn’t miss a chance to give you some constructive criticism

“ Youth these days go around with no pants” He’d eye your long legs “ Not that I’m complaining or anything lik,e that, but don’t come complaining after you catch a cold “ he’d cough “ Maybe I can help you warm up those legs and prevent any of us from getting a flu.” He’d comment “Don’t get the wrong idea. I only care about myself”


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Huh

Me: Happy Mother’s Day!!!

STJ Mom: Great! Thank you! So, I’ll be going now.

Me: Wait, what? Where?!

Mom: To [insert garden shop here], they are serving free pancakes and I want to browse and get tons of flowers for my pots!

Me: ALONE?

Mom: YES! =D =D

Me:

Um. Okay. Have a nice Mother’s Day…? And… I guess this means I can go back to proof-reading and re-watch Doctor Who? Okay, awesome! See you at dinner?

(And people wonder why I’m not sentimental? Where would I LEARN it from?)

A Game of Thrones - a rant of sorts

You know, I still see hate for Sansa, for what she did in A Game of Thrones, namely tell Cersei that her father was planning on sending her and Arya back to Winterfell. People hate on Sansa so much, because she thought she was “in love” with Joffrey and they think she betrayed her father. And that she essentially was the reason Ned was killed. #whatthefuckguys #comeon

Well, my friends, let me tell you some things here, that other people have probably said before, but I’m bitter so I’ma do it anyway 😂

First and foremost, Sansa was an 11 year old girl, naive and innocent and full of dreams, raised to be a lady, having drilled into her head that she would marry a knight/prince/king/whatever and have babies and all that jazz. If I look back to when I was 11, I still hoped I would actually turn out to be a princess, so hey, I can relate. When she was faced with the possibility of losing all that, without her mother there, she went to the first person who thought would understand - Cersei, who had, until that point, treated her right. In her eyes, she wasn’t betraying Ned, because she didn’t understand the gravity and consequences of what she was doing, because, again, she was and 11 years old with absolutely no clue as to what was happening behind the curtains.

Secondly, let me present a list of the batshit crazy fucked up decisions that my buddy Ned (an Adult™ and Warden of the North, which was kind of a big boy position) made:

1. He went to Cersei and told her he knew about the lineage of her kids. He made the mistake of assuming Cersei was submissive and scared of Robert. Despite evidence of the contrary. *facepalm* (I mean, Littlefinger showed him the amount of spies the queen had, seriously Ned wake the fuck up; he also knew that Robert made no secret of the fact that he still loved Lyanna and had absolutely zero love for Cersei, which should have made him question “hmmm, I wonder if Cersei is bitter about this”)

2. He refused Renly’s help when it was offered. Renly told him he’d give him 100 men, and advised him to take Joffrey from his mother and keep him as a bargaining chip. Which made fucking sense. Renly knew the workings of the court, knew the people and despite not being the rightful heir to the throne (as the younger brother to Robert and Stannis), he made a fair point (I don’t remember for sure if it was Renly who said it, but the point still stands) that Robert himself wasn’t the rightful heir to the Iron Throne, having taken it by force from Mad King Aerys and the Targaryens. Ned was like “nah my dude, this is dishonorable fuck it”

3. He also refused Littlefinger’s plan. Which again, made fucking sense: recognise Joffrey as king, stand as Regent until he came of age, make peace with the Lannisters, wed Sansa to Joffrey, have Cat release Tyrion and preserve the peace. It would have given him time to come up with a different solution. But nooooooo, this was treason. Well, he also fucked up because he trusted fucking Littlefinger jesus h christ.

I mean, I love Ned with all my heart, but damn boi you stupid

Also, let’s not forget something that Catelyn did. “Something”, I say, as if it wasn’t fucking huge: she captured Tyrion, the only proof she had being a dagger that he owned and that was used to try and murder Bran. By capturing Tyrion, she determined Jaime to attack Ned in King’s Landing and kill his men, and then flee to Casterly Rock to Tywin and thus start the march towards Riverrun and essentially start the fucking war. This determined Robb to call his banners and march towards Riverrun as well, in defence of his mother’s House. All because Catelyn felt that someone who wanted to murder someone else would use a weapon that could very easily be traced back to them. IT STUPID.

Ned’s precious honour killed him. And the actions of his wife. Not what Sansa did. So can we all pls lay off her kthxbye

Part of Harry's Interview with EinsLive

Harry: […] When you say it like that it sounds.. scary? I’m joking, I’m joking. I love touring and I’m incredibly excited to see some fans who’ve got tickets to the show

Interviewer [in German]: In order for your band mates not to forget you, you did something like.. a lot of celebs don’t send video messages or facetime.. but you did a movie. We’re gonna see you as an actor in the summer and Hollywood’s got its eyes on you: Channing Tatum gave you a stripper name, in case you’re gonna star in Magic Mike at one point.. Did you know about that?

Harry: I did not know that. Tell me what the name is!

Interviewer: The English Muffin

Harry: I think we all know what he was intending with that.. Thank you, Channing Tatum

Interviewer [in German]: We’ll forward the message later when we’re in the club with Channing [laughs]. Okay, Harry Styles, thank you so far! See you on October 27th, when you’re performing on stage in Cologne, right?

Harry: Wonderful interview, thank you so much. You should come to the show!

Interviewer [in German]: We will, bye!

Riverdale Jughead Imagine

He’s Just Not That Into You’ inspired - (Gigi and Alex)

- You are a hopeless romantic. Every guy you date you look for signs that he’s the one

-You go on a date with Archie Andrews to Pop’s, it’s entirely casual and on the whole he seems rather uninterested. 

-He tells you he’ll call you sometime, and that maybe you can do this again. 

-You readily agree and are excited at the possibilities of your future together, oblivious to his disinterest. 

-A few days pass and you receive no call and he doesn’t acknowledge you at school, it’s almost as though he’s forgotten who you are.

-You go back to Pop’s that night, he’d left one of his guitar picks and you hoped maybe you’d find him there and would be able to start a conversation with him.

-Instead you find Jughead Jones, who you know is his best friend, you sit across from him and explain your predicament, Jughead laughs sourly.

-’Listen, you seem like a cool girl so I’m just going to tell you - Archie’s never going to call.’ 

-’What? How do you know?’

-’Because he’s a guy, it’s what we do.’

-’But he said he had a nice time?’

-Jughead told you that it didn’t matter, it had been a week and he hadn’t called and wasn’t going to. You tried to argue that maybe he had tried to call but he had dialled the wrong number or had just been busy.

-’Or he’s just not into you.’ Jughead would bluntly confirm. 

-You begin to rattle on about your friend Ginger who had the same thing happen to her and in the end it had been one massive misunderstanding and now she and the guy were happily together.

-’Okay no, your friend Ginger is the exception. You’re the rule. And the rule is: if a guy is treating you like he doesn’t give a shit, then he genuinely doesn’t give a shit.’

-’Every time?’ ‘Every time.’


-After your eye-opening conversation with Jughead Jones you continued to return to the booth at regular intervals.

-Usually after a date

-You’d tell him all about it and ask him his verdict, his answer was always the same.

-’He’s not into you.’

-Sometimes you’d take your dates to Pop’s and he’d casually observe from his booth, mouthing those same words with a knowing look.

-Slowly a friendship was beginning to blossom between the two of you. You had exchanged numbers so that you didn’t have to run to Pop’s after every date to ask for his.

-You rang him one night, halfway through a date, the guy had made up some obvious excuse as to why he couldn’t see you for a while - you knew he wasn’t into you, yet you needed Jughead’s opinion on the matter.

-He answers in what seems to be midway through conversation with another person - probably Betty, you feel kind of touched that he answered. You let him know the situation and he laughs that you should just run out of there.

-’What so I’m just supposed to run from every guy that doesn’t like me?’

-’Uh, yeah.’

-’But there’ll be nobody left.’


-Over the following weeks you started to go on less and less dates. 

-You hung out at Pop’s a lot more, sometimes with Jughead and sometimes just hoping he’d show up.

-He always seemed pleasantly surprised to find you already sat in his booth.

-You had your own inside jokes with each other and shared what you believed to be flirty glances, small smiles that you took as signals that maybe there was this mutual feeling between you both. 

-He’d nudge your shoulder, you’d share your fries, you’d take it in turns to pay the bill. 

-Were you in a relationship?

-One night you decided to broach the subject.

-Oh God were you wrong. 


-’But the signs?’

-’What signs?’

-’The smiles, our conversations, picking up the bill’ You had started off cheerily, ‘I - I felt something?’ You faltered.

-’Y/N, what are you talking about? Oh man. What have I been saying since I met you? If a guy wants to date you, he will make it happen. He will ask you out. Did I ask you out?’

-No.

-’Then why would you do this? Oh shit. Why do girls do this? Why do they build up every little thing in their minds, take each little thing a guy does and then - then twist it into something else?! It’s insane.’ He had gotten up to leave the booth. 

-’I’d rather be like that than be like you.’ ‘Excuse me, what’s that supposed to mean?’

-’I may dissect each little thing and put myself out there too much but at least that means I still care. You may not get hurt or make an ass of yourself that way but you don’t fall in love that way either.’ You had pulled yourself up from the booth, ‘You have not won, you’re alone Jughead!’ 

-You stormed to the door before turning around and staring at a dumbfounded Jughead.

-’I made do a lot of stupid shit, but I know that I’m a lot closer to finding someone than you are.’


-’I’ll call you.’ You said and smiled as Reggie Mantle placed a kiss to your cheek and got up from the booth.

-’I had a really nice night, Y/N.’ ‘Me too, Reggie.’ With that he exited Pop’s.

-You stared down into your milkshake until a cough alerted you to another presence. ‘Did you forget something? You questioned without looking up, believing it to be Reggie.

-’Yeah, I did.’

-You looked up and saw Jughead looking down at you sheepishly. 

-’Oh yeah, and what did you forget?’ ‘To return this.’ He held up a hair grip. 

-’So you came all the way to Pop’s, at a quarter to 11 at night, to give me a hair grip?’ 

-‘Yeah, yeah I thought I should just come up with some really great excuse to come over here, that’s how its done isn’t it?’ ‘Sometimes.’

-’Look I can’t stop thinking about you it’s a problem, I keep walking by your locker, writing out texts and deleting them, I’m turning into-’

-’Me.’ You smiled at him softly. 

-’Yeah.’ He smiled.

-’A wise person once told me, that if a guy wants to be with a girl he will make it happen, no matter what.’ ‘That’s true.’ ‘But when I was throwing myself at you, it didn’t seem like you wanted to make it happen.’

-’Yeah, well here’s the thing about that.’ He was sat beside you now, his body was drawn closely into yours. ‘You were right, I’ve gotten so used to keep all of these people at a safe distance, that I didn’t know - didn’t know what it actually felt like when I fell - fell for one of them. I didn’t know.’ 

-Silence fell over you, your cheeks felt like they wanted to break into smile but you couldn’t allow yourself to bend that easily.

-’Look I just went out with Reggie, maybe he’s exactly what I need right now? No drama. He calls when he says he will, does what he says-’

-’I can do those things too.’ He drew himself even closer to you with desperation.

-’But you didn’t! And that same wise person told me that I’m the rule, that I have to stop thinking that every guy will change, that I have to stop thinking that-’

-He cut you off with his mouth. He brought his hand up to the side of your face, his hands curling into your hair as he cemented his mouth to yours, his thumb gently caressing the side of your cheek. He pulled back almost unwillingly.

-’-I’m the exception.’ You finished your sentence.

-’You are my exception.’ 

Originally posted by perfectfeelings


Okay geez that went on for longer than I expected (I just couldn’t stop) and yes I used a lot of dialogue from the film but I think some of the things Alex says can totally be applied to Jughead! All mistakes are my own and basically this is a substitute for me being too lazy to write a fic right now and I’m also procrastinating from doing real work.

Hope you enjoyed regardless of the fact this isn’t a real fic. 

anonymous asked:

What are your top 5 study tips?

Helloo!

These answers are slightly obscure (but they’re good!):

  • Have a bedside table and a lamp (with dimming settings). There’s casual ways to keep studying. This is one of them. 
    • I get in bed about 30/40minutes before I want to sleep. I put my phone on silent (and it’s out of reach). Then I sit up in bed and read (the dim lamp helps me doze off and I can just reach over and turn it off when I’m done, instead of getting out of bed). 
    • The bedside table gives me easy access to my current reads!
  • Buy a clipboard: print off the journal articles you need to read for tomorrow’s lecture and sit up in bed annotating them. Then turn the lamp off and sleep.
  • Keep your favourite snacks with you when studying:
    • To stop me from getting up and wondering around (aka scavenging for food) I keep treats near my desk (I like apples, sweets and water).
  • Make lists: not a list for the week, or the day but for the specific study session. Write down what you want to achieve in the next 2/3hours and do it! 
  • Use sticky tabs in your books:
    • But always write on sticky tabs! Don’t just stick them in, always scribble something. Why did you put it there? You will forget if you don’t write it down. 

I hope these are helpful. 

lovely; a.a.

REQUESTS ARE OPEN

PROMPT; in which archie andrews finds himself smitten with a dear friend, and after a not-so-fun encounter during lunch, it dawns on him that its about time he comes clean.

PARING/CHARACTERS; archie andrews x reader, jughead jones, betty cooper, and veronica lodge.

WARNINGS; angst, feels, more angst and probably more feels, and swearing is nearly guaranteed.

AUTHOR’S NOTE; wow okay so there’s not a lot of archie imagines or anything on tumblr so i tried my best and yeah. but nonetheless, i enjoyed writing this and wouldn’t mind writing more, so send me in some more archie requests!


Archie never expected anything like this.

He never expected for Jason Blossom to die. He never expected to end up dating (would that be the right word?) his music teacher- hell, he never expected to fall in love.

No, he didn’t fall in love with Ms. Grundy.

He fell in love with you.

And, God, did it take him forever to finally realize it. Yeah, he knew there were feelings for you, but he just didn’t know what they meant.

You’d simply glance at him and his heart would start beating faster, or maybe you’d laugh at some comment Jughead made about Reggie and the rest of the jocks and his stomach would erupt into butterflies.

He was so smitten and he didn’t even know it.

He’d stare at you, just smiling to himself because you were oblivious to it. And if you did notice, you’d just roll your eyes and tell him to take a picture. But he didn’t need a picture, because how could he - how could anyone forget you?

It wasn’t until Veronica said something did he notice his feelings - his true feelings - towards you.

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anonymous asked:

Hi! This may sounds weird but I just read your fic about Jughead leaving and the baby being there, I was wondering if you could maybe make a second one to it? Idk it seemed interesting but it's up to you

Okay!
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She’d been up all night, the bags under her eyes were a sure sign that she hadn’t gotten a second of sleep last night. A few of her regular customers regarded her with concerned glances which she quickly shook off, Simply stating

“My son had a nightmare, he’s only two so I had a hard time getting him to go back to bed, I’m really fine though. Thankyou!”

Hunter was perched on the counter beside her, scribbling in his coloring book, desperate to stay in the lines, no matter how difficult it was for his tiny little hands.

“You’re doing good baby, I love how you made the elephant purple.” Betty smiled encouragingly, as she tied a wedding bouquet with lace.

Hunter looked up and grinned a gummy smile, his teeth were finally starting to come in fully and he loved to show off the new additions.

The bell to the shop jingled and Betty looked up with a smile, her eyes instantly softening when she spotted one of her oldest friends.

“Kevin Keller, what on earth are you doing here? I thought you were spending spring break in the Bahamas?” Betty grinned, coming around the cabinet and wrapping her arms around the tall boy.

“Plans changed, apparently Joaquin has some business to attend to on the Southside.” He rolled his eyes “and Veronica may have texted me that a certain someone has decided to reappear” kevin placed an arm on Betty’s shoulder and squeezed

Betty sighed, slumping against the counter and glancing at Hunter

“I don’t know why he’s Back. I don’t know how to feel, part of me wishes he would just leave, Hunters is beginning to understand his surroundings and I don’t want him anymore confused. But then.. I’m happy he’s okay, I’m happy he’s here because that means he’s alive.. you know a little part of me always wondered… I don’t know.” She sighed miserably and Kevin nodded his head and walked over to the toddler, picking him up and dropping a kiss to his cheek.

“Well, no matter what, you have to remember, no matter what he’s done, he did give you this little guy. And that in itself is something to think about.”

Leave it to Kevin to play devils advocate.

Handing off the baby, Kevin smiled.
“Tonight Pop Tate’s? Let Alice have Hunter for the night, we’ll get the gang back together. Milkshakes and burgers? You could use some fattening up, you’re looking skinnier than ever.”

Betty laughed as Kevin lifted her top, tickling hunters toes.

“Its just all the running after this one, I hardly have time to eat.” She laughed, Walking Kevin to the door. “I’ll see you tonight, a night out sounds great.” Kevin kissed both Hunter and Betty on the cheeks before heading out the door with a dramatic wave.

“You’re uncle Kevin’s crazy.” Betty laughed, placing Hunter back on the counter.

“Crazy” the blue eyed little boy rolled his eyes, imitating his mother.

Betty narrowed her eyes playfully
“Now don’t you go copying me you silly little munchkin. Do as I say not as I do.” She tickled his ribs and smiled as he squealed in delight, the bells went off again and Betty turned around , figuring it was Kevin, she grabbed Hunter, her fingers still tickling as he laughed loudly

“Did you forget something?” She turned fully, her eyes going wide when she realized it wasn’t Kevin.

“Yeah. I did” Jughead Jones stated, his hair a mess and his flannel top unbuttoned slightly, revealing his tight white tank top underneath, she noticed he had matching bags under his eyes and his shoelaces were undone.

“What are you doing here?” Betty gripped Hunter protectively and he instantly tensed up, his eyes watering, the poor little boy always got stressed when his mother did.

“I needed to see you. I needed to see.. I just.. I have to explain.” Jughead mumbled, his eyes glued on hers, occasionally shifting to the little replica of himself

Betty turned her attention to Hunter
“It’s okay lovebug, mommies fine. Look.” She stuck her tongue out playfully and the little boy relaxed slightly, his fingers coming up to poke her tongue. Jughead watched the interaction his heart aching severely, he always knew Betty would make an amazing mother, he used to spend nights thinking about it.

Betty placed the little boy on the counter and held out a blue marker, lifting it over her head so he had to reach, casing Hunter to giggle and grab at it.

Betty walked towards Jughead, leading him away from their son and into a corner, still in sight of Hunter but far enough so he wouldn’t hear.

“I don’t want to hear your explanations, I told you before, we’re fine and we don’t need you. You don’t get to come in here after three years and act like you care. Okay, you’ve seen him, you know he exists now do what you do best. Run.” Betty crossed her arms over her chest, her eyes distant as she looked away from him.

“I didn’t know Betty, there’s so much you don’t know, so much I want to tell you. I didn’t want to leave you, that’s the last thing I wanted to do. But I had no choice, you have to understand, it wasn’t safe for you and especially since you were pregnant. I would have come back sooner if I had known, but I thought you would be better off without me.” His eyes were pleading and he reached his fingers out to cup her chin.

“You could have called. Sent a message. If you really cared, you would have found a way. You would have come back for me. But you didn’t. I raised him on my own, I still am.” Her lips trembled and he felt his heart pounding in his chest.

“I know I can never get back what I’ve lost, I know you can never forgive me but maybe if you let me explain, maybe you could understand?.” He asked, praying to whatever god was up there.

Betty took a deep breath, moving her face from his hand
“Okay.” She whispered.

Jugheads eyes widened and he felt the whispy felling of hope blooming in his stomach.
“Okay?” He asked

Betty nodded nervously
“You can meet me tonight at 6 at Pops, everyone else will be coming at 7 but if you wanna talk..” she trailed off and he nodded enthusiastically

“I’ll be there at 5.” He said determined, reminding her so much of their son.

“I said 6.” The tiny smile crept through slightly.

“I’ll be there at five” he said finally.

Suddenly a little hand was tugging at the light blue dress Betty had on, looking down she smiled and picked up Hunter

“What’s the matter baby?”

The little boy had his eyes locked on Jughead and Jughead wasn’t taking his eyes off of his son

“I say hello.” Hunter smiled, stumbling on the word hello.

Jughead looked to Betty for approval and she shrugged, giving him the go.

“Hi buddy, it’s nice to meet you.” He gripped the hand that the matching boy was holding out, revelling in the soft baby skin

“Nice to meet you.” Hunter mimicked, looking to his mother and grinning.

Jughead laughed, the toddler was smart and handsome and polite. His stomach hurt for a second as he thought of everything he had missed. But looking down at Betty and Hunter, he knew one thing for sure

He was getting his family back.

Arrangements (Jimin) Part Five

Genre: Angst/some fluff

Word Count:1,505

Summary: “I see, all you guys care about is stupid Y/n, you guys side with her no matter what.”

A/n: I’m so sorry I’ve been so inactive, but I’m hoping to finish writing my request soon!~Joy

Part one//Part Two//Part Three//Part Four//Part Five//Part Six


“Jimin? Y/n? What’s going on?”


Hoseok walked in, after hearing the screaming, he saw an angry Jimin, face red and eyes swelled and an upset Y/n. Jimin clenched his teeth, clicking his tongue in annoyance. “You wanna know what’s going on?” Jimin asked, almost laughing but he was crying. His shaky finger pointed to you, as he started to breathe heavily “this bitch over here ruined my relationship with Sunhee.” His words stung, as you winced, you wanted to slap him so badly, but you knew that he was just hurting and finding an excuse to blame it on anyone else but him.

“Jimin is that any way to talk to Y/n?” Hoseok scolded, he was disappointed with how Jimin had to find anyone but him to blame. Jimin only lets out an angry huff, as he wiped the tears away.

“Hoseok, you can’t honestly believe that I’ll treat her as a normal person after ruining my relationship do you?” Jimin asked, laughing as if Hoseok told a joke. But his smile was soon wiped away replaced with a disgusted face instead. “I can’t even look at you anymore.” Jimin laughed, as hot tears kept flowing from your face. “Did you hear me? I don’t want to ever see you again!” Jimin yelled, making you wince. The boys started to rush in to hear why Jimin was screaming.

“What’s going on?” Jungkook asked, as he stood beside you seeing you all broken up in tears, as Jimin’s face got redder. 

“I see, all you guys care about is stupid Y/n, you guys side with her no matter what.” Jimin angrily points out, as he clenches his fists.

“That’s not true Jimin and you know that” Jin softly reminded him, but Jimin just shook his head.

“It’s always about Y/n, what’s so good about her anyways? She isn’t worth much, she can always be replaced.” Jimin’s bitter words struck into you, making you feel your throat close in.

“Jimin that’s enough, you can’t act like you’re the victim when you caused just as much pain that you feel right now to Y/n” Namjoon argued reasonably.

“Shut up, just shut up. She’s not worth anything to me, Sunhee does, and she ruined it for me.” Jimin screamed.

“She may not be worth anything to you, but she means the world to the rest of us.” Jungkook strongly replies as he holds on to you to keep you from collapsing. 

“Well, of course, she means the world to you, you always go for my trash don’t you?” Jimin smirks, as he laughs to himself. Jungkook’s fist clenches, as he punches Jimin in the face. Hoseok and Taehyung hold him back before he could do any more damage.

“You’re a fucking jerk Jimin, Sunhee didn’t leave you because she felt she guilty, she didn’t want to date an idiot like you!” Jungkook screams the room went silent. Jimin felt his cheek, where Jungkook had punched him, the impact made some blood fall out, as he wiped it off.

“I guess you’ve forgotten your place but don’t worry I’ll gladly help you back into it.” Jimin grinned evilly, as he rose his hand striking his hand across Jungkook’s face.

“That’s enough.” You scream, pushing Jimin away from Jungkook. “Stay away from Jungkook, I don’t care what you call me, but if you ever lay another finger on Jungkook I’ll make sure you learn your place. He’s like a brother to me so don’t even try to pull that card on him.” 

“Whatever” Jimin rolled his eyes, leaving the room.


Weeks had passed since that argument, you barely went to the dorms anymore. You couldn’t bare to see Jimin, there was no way you would try to talk to him again. The boys would often come over to your apartment and hang out, usually, you guys would play board games and eat take out, and sometimes Jungkook would even beg to sleep over so you guys would just watch horror movies till you fell asleep automatically. After the boys left, you closed the door, cleaning up the take out boxes and such. You went to go to bed when you heard your phone rang, answering it.

“Hello?” You asked into the phone.

“Y/n L/n?” A man asked, in a deep gruff voice.

“Yes?” You answered in a meek voice.

“Can you come to the police station, we have your friend here and we need you to come and receive him.” The police asked while you told him you were on your way.


You got out of your car, rushing to the main desk. “Hi, um, my name is Y/n L/n and I was told to come and get my friend.” You told the lady in front.

“Ah okay, um, all of the people who are going to be picked up are in that room,” She said pointing to the door down the hall.

You nodded, as you walked over to the room, you wondered which friend was in trouble who needed your aid so badly. You opened the door to reveal a drunk Jimin, collapsed on the chair. “Jimin?” You asked, surprise that you were called to the police station to pick up him.

“Y/n you actually came,” Jimin said surprised as he got up from his chair, only to stumble back down.

“Let’s just go” You rolled your eyes, as Jimin tried his best to follow behind you.

Once you got him into your car, you started to drive, keeping the car ride with less conversation as possible. “You know sometimes when people are in an awkward situation they usually will make conversation.” Jimin joked lightly.

“You know sometimes when people don’t like the person they are driving they make it pretty clear.” You say back, you weren’t in the mood for this. Jimin didn’t say anything else, keeping the car ride as silent as possible.


You pulled up to the dorm, getting out of your car, as you got Jimin out of your car, dragging him up to the dorm. Knocking on the door, you hoped at least someone would be awake at the moment. Jin opened the dorm, as he smiled at you. “Hey y/n, did one of us forget something? You knew you can always give it to us tomorrow,” Jin joked, as you smiled back.

“I’m here to return this, ” You said, pulling Jimin into Jin’s grasps.

“Jimin? What were you doing hanging out with him?” Jin asks as you rolled your eyes.

“I was called by the police station to come collect him, I don’t know why, though.” You simply stated as you yawned.

“It’s late Jimin, why would you go out to the bar? Did you get into a fight? Are those bruises?” Jin rambled on, only to make Jimin groan.

“Can you not? I’m tired and want some sleep.” Jimin groaned as he trudged back to his room.

“Why is he going to bars on a Wednesday night?” You asked as Jin shook his head in disapproval.

“Jimin’s been going to bars every night every since Sunhee broke up with him, he claims it helps take his mind off of her” Jin rolls his eyes, as he tsks at the thought of Jimin drinking to get his mind off of things. “Anyways, why don’t you sleep over? It’s one in the morning and I wouldn’t want you to drive home this late.” Jin suggests as you nod giving him a smile.

“Thanks, Jin.” You smile, as Jin grins at you, handing you a pillow and blanket, giving you a long hug.

“I’m glad to see you back at the dorms again.” He whispers, putting his chin on top of your head.

“Me too” You whisper back.

“Y/n? Jin?” Namjoon asks as he turns on the lights. “What’s going on?” You two turned to face Namjoon, who looked super tired, bags were under his eyes, as he put down his backpack. “I thought you guys went to hang out at y/n’s place?” 

“We were, and then after I got a call from the police station telling me to go pick up Jimin, ” You tell him, as he heads over.

“And why are you two hugging?” Namjoon asks as Jin hugged you tighter. “Can we not hug? I didn’t know that was illegal now” Jin replied.

“It’s not, it’s just weird to see you hugging in the dark. Alone.” Namjoon stated as he pulled you into a hug. “Sleep well Y/n” he smiled, as you smiled back.

“You too, and don’t spend your time always in those underground parties.” You grin as you wipe the dirt off Namjoon’s cheek. “Good night!” You smile, as you fall onto the couch.


Jin was walking back to his bedroom when he felt someone grab his arm, Jin turned back to see Namjoon glaring at him. “Leave Y/n alone, she’s mine.” Namjoon growls.

“Funny, I didn’t know you two were dating? Oh wait, never mind you’re not, so yeah uh I won’t leave her alone” Jin grins, as he walks into his room, closing the door.

Vancouver To Texas

Summary: Y/N is a flight attendant on J2′s plane

Pairing: Jensen x Reader

Word Count: 1434

Warning: None

A/N: I wrote this on possibly the worst flight of my life on my phone. Beta by the lovely @jpadjackles  and aesthetic by @babypieandwhiskey


You’ve been a flight attendant for the past five years and it’s the best job you’ve ever had. You couldn’t imagine doing anything else. You get to travel the world and get paid to do it! All you have to do is serve your passengers some food and drinks, easy enough.

This was your last flight of the day, a nonstop flight from Vancouver to Texas. You were on this route often and always loved it. When you had a few days off you would stay in Texas for a few days or in Vancouver if that was your last flight. They were two beautiful areas, each unique.

Today you had a pretty empty flight so it was going to be easy. Especially since you spotted a very attractive green-eyed man. When he was getting on the plane you made eye contact with the gentleman and he flashed you a smile that could have melted you into a puddle. He turned and took the front seat that was right next to your jump seat. How were you going to concentrate on this flight!? A very tall man sat in the seat next to him and as he sat down he elbowed his green-eyed friend and snickered.

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Pity Party (Poly!Hamilsquad x Reader)

Originally posted by clinatasha

Pairing: Poly!Hamilsquad x Reader

Requested?: ‘Hi! If your still taking request can you please do a poly!hamilsquad x reader and it’s their birthday but the boy’s don’t know?’

Prompt: It’s Reader’s thirtieth birthday and her boyfriends forgot. 

Words: 1100+

Warnings: Yelling, Crying, Swearing, Forgotten birthday

Masterlist // Part Two

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Today, you turned thirty. 

You woke up with this hitting you like a runaway train. You stared at the ceiling as your four lovers slept soundly around you. You went on a short trip through your twenties. You graduated high school at seventeen and immediately enrolled into nursing school. You graduated nursing school at twenty-one with your bachelor’s degree. You landed your current job as a full-time nurse a few months later. When you were twenty-four, you reunited with your high school friends and found yourself falling in love again with Alexander Hamilton, John Laurens, Hercules Mulligan, and Lafayette. When you turned twenty-six, the boys took you to vegas and you woke up the next day hungover and married to Alexander (You and Alexander were really drunk and went to a drive thru wedding chapel). This ‘marriage’ then lead to you entering a poly relationship with your new husband and his boyfriends. And now here you were, at age thirty, with the same job and same lovers.

You sat up after a few minutes, remembering you had to work. You got out of bed and did your normal routine; you showered, got dressed in your nurse scrubs and sneakers, braided your hair, tossed your pajamas into the hamper, and walked into the kitchen to make coffee and your normal weekday breakfast. You felt kind sad that you’re ‘old’, according to millennials. But, you were still the youngest out of your lovers; you now being thirty, Alexander and Lafayette both being thirty-two, John being thirty-three, and Hercules being thirty-five. You guys would tease Hercules for being old but then the tables were turned and you’d be teased about being the ‘baby’ of the relationship. You were okay with being twenty-nine since you were still in your twenties. But now you were the newest member of the thirties club. Oh, you could hear the teasing now. This day should go by fast or else you were gonna start lopping heads.

You were intently staring at the toaster as Alexander entered the kitchen. You and he were always the early risers and would always the first people to leave the apartment. 

“’Morning, my love.” Alexander murmured sleepily as he hugged your waist and kissed your shoulder. You murmured a ‘good morning’ as you retrieved your toaster waffles. You nibbled on the flaky pastry as Alexander poured himself a mug of coffee. You waited for him to say the phrase that reminded you of your wasted youth but you frowned when he didn’t.

“Alex?” You said his name as you watched him from the open space carved into the wall that divided the kitchen from the open living space. 

“Yes, love?” Alexander answered as he turned on his laptop at the dining room table.

“What day is it?”

“Wednesday. Why?”

Your eye twitched. Why wasn’t he saying it? It was just two words. ‘Happy birthday’. He didn’t….. No, Alexander never forgot your birthday. You knew him more than Lafayette, John, and Hercules. He always remembered. Every year. Maybe he did forget this year? He has been pretty busy lately with his latest novel and having to switch publishers. That was understandable. 

Lafayette and John enter the living space. John takes a seat at the dining room table and Lafayette walked into the kitchen. He murmured something in your hair as he hugged your waist. John rested his head on the table as he slowly woke up. You pulled away from Lafayette as you grabbed your coat and bag. 

“See ya.” You said as you left the apartment without another word.

Lafayette watched you leave and frowned. “Did we forget something today?” He asked. Alexander shook hesitantly and John shrugged.

“Not that I know of.” John murmured. 

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Later that Night ~

You had a really stressful day. You clocked in and immediately had to deal with the asshole family of one of your child patients. The child had a broken arm and the mother yelled at him because it was his fault he broke his arm. You ended up calling security and she cursed at you, which you expected. Some of your fellow nurses wished you a happy birthday and gave you sweets and cards. You felt better but there was a hollow feeling in your heart because your lovers most likely forgot your birthday. You didn’t receive any ‘happy birthday’ texts from Alexander, John, Hercules, or Lafayette. But you did get texts from Eliza, Angelica, Peggy, George, Thomas, Aaron, James, even your parents and your friends’ parents. Your mood got worse and worse as the day dragged on. It started to rain when you got off work and you took the subway. The subway was delayed for about a half hour until you were able to get home.

You walked into the apartment and dropped your bag and coat on the ground. The apartment was dark but you saw the blue light of the television in the living space ahead of you. You could see Alexander, Lafayette, and John sitting on the couch and Hercules wasn’t anywhere to be seen. You kicked off your shoes and walked into the living space. They didn’t notice you until you started emptying your scrubs’ pockets, putting the birthday sweets and gift cards onto the dining table. Alexander stood and walked over to you, about to give you his usual ‘welcome home’ hug and kiss but you stepped back, your arms crossing. He lowered his arms, confused.

“Did something happen, (Y/N)?” Alexander asked.

You bit your lip and glared at him. “Do you have any idea what day it is today?”

Alexander frowned and shook his head. Lafayette paused the movie and he and John stood up and walked over to you and Alexander. Hercules emerged from the hallway and came over as well.

“Today is my fucking birthday!” You hissed, tears leaking from your eyes that were squeezed shut. “My thirtieth birthday!”

The guys all froze, their jaws hanging open. You growled as you pointed to the cards and candies on the table. “My co-workers remembered. Our friends remembered. Hell, you parents remembered! Why the fuck couldn’t you?!”

“Mon Amour-” Lafayette started but you held up your hand, silencing him.

Don’t.” You hissed. “Don’t you fucking dare. You can apologize when this day is over.” You grabbed your coat and bag.

“Where are you going?” Hercules asked as you opened the door.

“I’m staying with Eliza for the night.” You said before you looked at them with a fake sarcastic smile and tears falling down your face.

And thank you for such a fantastic thirtieth birthday.

And then you left, the door slamming behind you.

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