do not be alarmed this is a queue

anonymous asked:

Hi! You seem to enjoy cute asks, how about RFA/V/Saeran sharing bed with MC for the firstest time? First is always special; will they be super nervous and self-conscious? Spend a sleepless night afraid their love might stop breathing? (happened to me once!) Or just immediately relax and cuddle all night? Hog the blanket? Or would there be instant passion? But definitely MC won't take "i'll sleep on the couch" for an answer!

A/N: This is so cute i do enjoy cute thANK YOU (mainly because I can’t do angst i kinda just…. *slowly slides the angst inboxes to 626*) ~Admin 404


-He’d be pretty self-conscious about moving or snoring or something
-He’s so scared and tries to stay awake
-But that doesn’t work out, he falls asleep pretty quickly
-He likes to roll himself up into a blanket burrito and subconsciously forgets that you’re in bed with him
-It’s like fighting to the death to get into that blanket burrito just so you don’t freeze
-He’s used to cuddling a smaller stuffed animal, so he isn’t used to the fact that you’re a normal sized person
-You end up being the big spoon but that’s okay because he’s such a cutie omg

-Cool Calm Collected™
-Until it acTUALLY CAME TO IT *Internal screaming*
-He holds you close and absolutely loves the feel of you there
-You’re like a little heater and just WOW laying with you is way different than laying with Elizabeth
-But he just cannot sleep? No matter how hard he tries?
-He’s tried counting sheep, focusing on his breathing, focusing on YOUR breathing, but nothing worked out
-Gave up and accepted that he wasn’t going to sleep that night, he’ll have to drink a lot more coffee in the morning than usual
-It’s just what he’s used to, so it’s really hard to get comfortable enough to sleep
-He couldn’t help but admire how cute you looked when you were asleep, he couldn’t look away (though sometimes he forced himself too because wow jumin that’s a lil creepy stop that)
-Never once let you go though. If it seemed like you were waking up in the middle of the night, he’d hold you closer and internally freak out. He wanted you to have a perfect night’s sleep! Waking up would ruin that! HIS DARLING MC NEEDS TO SLEEP EVEN IF HE CAN’T

-Immediately falls asleep
-He has no problems sharing a bed
-He snores a little bit but it’s sooooo cute omg
-Rolls over and cuddles you as close as you can get to his chest
-Nuzzles his face against the top of your head and he’s just aDORABLE
- honestly he’s just glad he didn’t have any nightmares this time
-But he’s SUCH A BED HOG
-You wake up because??? Your ass hit the floor
-You throw yourself across him just so you can lay down and attempt to sleep and he just doesn’t move. He gets a good night’s sleep but you’re left strung across him, uncovered, annoyed

-He really didn’t want to because he’s very uncomfortable
-But he’ll give it a shot, just for you
-Absolutely no sleep at all (poor bby ;A;)
-What if you stopped breathing? What if something happened in your sleep? WhaT IF
- pls calm down saeran and just sleep
-He does like holding you though, won’t admit it, but he does
-When you put his head to your chest, hoLY SHIT
-He’s calmed down by the sound of your heartbeat cutie cutie
-Always makes sure you’re covered, comfortable, not too hot, not too cold
-Likes to drag his fingertips up and down your spine but if you make any sort of movement he practically throws himself away from you because he’s embarrassed

- but also really nervous???
- what if the beast comes out wHAT WILL HE DO
- he obviously wouldn’t do anything but still
- but all the nervousness goes away once he sees how sleepy you are
- totally not staring at ur legs
- and you find out Zen is a HUGE snuggler
- you should have known this???
- like he’s so affectionate when he’s awake, it just makes sense for him to treat u like a teddy???
- you’re dying cause he’s like a furnace and u jUST WANNA SLEEP but you can’t wake him up he’s so adorable
- since this your first time ever, of course he’s gonna be extra dramatic
- when he wakes up, he’s gonna stare at u cause ur gorgeous even with all the drool
- he showers you in kisses omg
- he just spends the morning spoiling you cause you’re his princess <3
- the first time you guys share the bed it’s totally an accident???
- usually after you two do the diddly do, you end up going home because you don’t have enough stuff at jaehee’s to stay over
- but over time all of your stuff magically started to collect at her place
- hell, the closet is is 75% yours
- so one night after the frick frack, you’re just chilling in bed with her, she’s drawing imaginary designs on you
- and you’re both so exhausted from work that you just fall asleep
- when you wake up in the morning, you find her snuggled up to her pillow and you burst out giggling
- you quiet yourself down though because you don’t wanna wake her up yet <3
- since she finally has a day off, you wanna let her sleep in and yOU’RE GONNA TREAT HER LIKE A PRINCESS TODAY
- you finally get up and make breakfast for two <3
- you and V take naps together all the time
- it’s like a hobby for u two
- so you thought sharing the bed the first time together wouldn’t be a big deal
- except you find yourself freaking out???
- he’s gonna see you when you wake up in the morning and you’ll look so ugly omg
- so you do everything you can to make sure you wont look to bad in the morning
- you use expensive perfume, you wear silk pajamas, you moisturize the heck out of your skin
- and when V walks in, you feel so ridiculous omg
- he’s just wearing normal pajamas, his hair is messy
- he knows he’s gonna look like a hot mess when he wakes up, he aint about to try
- when he sees you, his eyes widen cause damn u lookin fine, but he laughs because he knows exactly how ridiculous your thoughts must have been for u to do this
- so he just hugs you and you both go to bed and snuggle the heck out of each other <3
- you totally don’t set an alarm to wake up before him
- he also didn’t do the same exact thing

anonymous asked:

heeeelp i'm being unproductive and lazy again. any tips?



Time Out

for the times you’ve blinked and fuck where did the past 5 hours go. 

Hands down my favourite program. Basically, it sets a timer on your computer, forcing you to take breaks at regular intervals. It’ll force you to do so by blacking out your screen and disabling any running programs. You can set alerts and the automated voice can yell the fucking time at you. 

The most useful feature of this program is the use of mini-breaks, which dims your screen at regular intervals. What I find useful is that it helps me assess how effectively i’m using my time. If all I’ve done is dick around on tumblr since the last time my screen blacked out, then fuck, I need to move on to another task because clearly I am procrastinating (albeit like a boss). 


If you’ve got to PLAN YOUR FREAKIN’ LIFE this is the one for you

If you use the Pomodoro technique, there’s a set timer on this chrome extension. There’s also handy to do lists and a weekly planner. Its basically an all in one planner. 

Alternative: Momentum.  


Micromanage your life. With alarms. Lots and lots of alarms 

You know your long ass to do list? This app will let you make a long ass to do list - but you can have alarms at the end of each task. You can set the time for each task, queue them up, and you’re good to go! 

Self Control


Basically, Self Control works as a website blocker which stops you from accessing certain sites for a set period of time. You can create a list of your most visited websites (e.g. youtube, tumblr, facebook…all the usual procrastination staples) and block the for up to 24 hours. Uninstalling the program will not work - you still have to wait for the allocated time to pass! 

Alternative:  StayFocusd


  • 3-2-1 Method: If I’ve got a whole day (and night) of study I break it down into different sessions. My first study session will be for three hours (with 10 min breaks between each hour), then I’ll take a longer break for a meal or something. Then I’ll study for two hours. Break. Then one. Repeat. 
  • Lists: On my very very unproductive days, I list out all the things I need to do and break them down into small chunks. I try to complete as much as I can within the hour. After a small break, I start another hour study session. The goal? To complete more tasks than I did in the hour before. So even if I only get one thing done in the first hour, at the very least, by the end of the second hour, I’ll have completed two things. 
  • Do small things first: if you have a large list of items to do, do a succession of the less time consuming tasks first. It’s a real confidence booster to be able to cross off 3 things from your list within the first hour, and may give you the motivation to power through the rest of your day. And heck, even if the rest of the day ends in a netflix spiral, at least you’ve got those three things done! 
  • Find another way to study the same content: sometimes, lack of productivity may come down to an inability to engage with content (aka the shit you’re studying is boring). Mix things up - record your notes on a mic, draw mindmaps, colour code things! Keep yourself engaged - studying isnt all about wrote memorisation and copying notes. Same shit, different day? NOT TODAY.  
  • Do not disturb: Short of throwing your phone out of the window, put your phone on do not disturb mode. Heck, if you can bear it, put it in another room. 
  • Make sure you know wtf you need to get done: This may involve making a list etc. I find that where I don’t have set goals, im more likely to procrastinate (as the impending doom of the deadlines has not forced its way down my throat yet). 

In the wise words of Shia LaBeouf, JUST FUCKIN’ DO IT. 

All the best! 

I get that being reduced to a race-based generalization is a new and devastating experience for some of you, but here’s the difference. My jokes don’t incarcerate your youth at alarming rates or make it unsafe for you to walk around your own neighborhoods.  But yours do. When you mock or belittle us, you enforce a n existing system.
—  Samantha White (Dear White People)

sterek au: landlord!derek and tenant!stiles

based loosely on this gif set and tags, prompt by fin. written for sterekfest! wish i could have written something longer, but i hope you enjoy anyway <3


Stiles has a mission. He has a mission and a list – a long list that details with bulleted subpoints all the things wrong with his apartment. Sure, he’s thankful for having a roof over his head (if said roof didn’t leak) and at a fair price (which was really the selling point, let’s be honest). But still, Stiles drops most of his measly paycheck on rent every month, and he’d like a place that wasn’t falling apart. That was only fair.

The building meeting is on the fifth floor. When he arrives, there’s only one other guy there, sitting on a blue couch. Stiles immediately heads over to the large window and starts pacing. “I feel kinda bad for the landlord,” Stiles begins, nervous energy buzzing through his limbs.

“Oh?” the man replies.

“Yeah, I’d hate to be in his shoes, being bombarded with complaints all night. But dude, my water pressure’s terrible, three panes in the window are broken and one has a hole in it, my garbage disposal smells like something died inside of it, and that’s just the top of the list.” Stiles spins around and finally looks at the guy on the couch. He’s never seen him around before, and Stiles guesses he could be considered attractive if you find bearded gym rats hot. Stiles refrains from rolling his eyes because the guy is obviously a douche. Just look at those eyebrows.

“What about you? Please don’t tell me your apartment is perfect, but knowing my luck and probably yours, everything works perfectly for you like it always has and I got the shit apartment.” The guy just stares at him and says nothing. Stiles rolls his eyes as he turns back towards the window, mumbling under his breath, “Typical.”

“What’s typical?”

Stiles spins around again, mouth open in exaggerated shock. “Oh, you mean you’re actually going to talk to me? Words finally making sense to you now?”

The man’s mouth pulls down into a scowl. “What’s that supposed to mean?”

Stiles rolls his eyes. “Look, I know it pains guys like you to talk to guys like me because it lowers your cool quotient or you only waste your breath on people as hot as you or something, but we do live in the same building. We’re neighbors. I was trying to be neighborly.”

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Right. Now that I’m in my room and Lea is asleep and the husband’s putting Ezra to sleep I can elaborate on my day so far. Bobby’s photo op was at 10.30, autographs about an hour after that, then the Bobby/Emilie duo was an hour after that. Which is why he saw my kids quite a few times in that short space of time.

Anyway - we get there and Ezra goes “Bobby!” and walks over to him. Bobby’s loving the outfits on the kids. I’m holding Lea, and there had been mention that nobody would be carrying kids so I start to crouch down because there’s no way I can carry Ezra as well. Bobby goes “come on up here” and just lifts Ezra. He then starts like talking into his ear to get him to look at the camera and stuff and it’s super adorable. We get the photo done and head out.

About an hour after this we head to get autographs. Lea’s sleeping so it’s just me and Ezra. I got 7 things signed so I knew I’d have quite a bit of time with it so I figured I’d ask him OUAT questions then. We had been told no handshakes etc and we get to the front and Bobby goes “Here he is!” and Ezra goes “Bobby!” and they just start talking?????? Ezra gets two high fives and I’m like alright I’m not about to interrupt this so I just let them babble on. Just as Bobby signs my last item, the fire alarm goes off (AGAIN) and we all have to evacuate.

About an hour after that, we get called for the Bobby/Emilie duos. Lea’s just woken up so she comes along, and Ezra has literally been screaming “BOBBYYYYYY” the entire hour he hasn’t been around him so he’s obviously coming as well. We line up and again the queue moves pretty quick and we get to the front and Ezra goes “BOBBY!” who at the same time goes “There’s my little man!” then sticks his arms out and goes “Do you want to come up?” So Ezra goes over and Emilie is just cooing over Lea and saying “Hello again little one” in her baby voice and we pose for the picture. We end up taking quite a while because the cameraman was so nice and trying to take one with Lea looking but every time she did look Emilie wasn’t looking because she was trying to get Lea to look and this entire time Bobby and Ezra were just going “say cheeeeeeeese” and IT WAS SO CUTE. So we’re done and we go and Ezra goes “byeeeeee” and they wave at him and say bye and Emilie goes “look at his little suit!”

And finally Bobby walked past me in the lobby as I was making kissy noises at Lea to make her smile and he freaking smirked and I basically died.

That’s my story! Now I’m just waiting for his panel - then we’re having dinner, then driving back home!

Huuuuuuge thank you to my husband @julienoora for saving up to surprise me with the pass and extras and watching the kids while I’m off doing stuff while they’re grumpy even though you have an assignment due in a few hours. You are the actual best.

So I’ve been working on this drabble for a couple of days and somehow it grew to 2045 words. This one’s for @survey-corps-rookie based on an AU she told me about involving Comic book nerd Levi meeting his favorite actor, Erwin Smith. I wanted to do this as a thank you for always helping me find merch I’m looking for and I really enjoy talking about Eruri together. I hope this turned out ok. Also thank you to everyone whom looked over this for me, I appreciate it so much<3 I’m gonna just post now because the wind is blowing pretty hard right now and I don’t want to lose power XD

Levi checks over the items in his backpack one last time before zippering it closed. He slings it over his shoulder and takes a quick look in the mirror. He adjusts his glasses and grabs his keys off the dresser. He tries to ignore the nervousness in his stomach as he heads to his car.
The day of the Con had finally arrived after an agonizing 6 month wait. Levi had rushed to register  as soon he had seen the poster in his favorite comic store advertising this year’s  special guests. He would finally get the chance to meet his favorite actor, Erwin Smith. 

Levi had never been a fan of movie versions of his favorite comics. They always butchered the plot and the casting was always terrible .
One boring Saturday night about a year ago  had changed his mind. Hange and Moblit had dragged him to some shitty remake and Levi had only tagged along because Hange always got free tickets from their job at the theater and he had nothing better to do.

At least he could kill a couple of hours by pointing out every single plot hole and have a good laugh at the shitty acting that was sure to accompany it. His mind had been changed that night. For the first time ever, Levi had watched the entire movie. The film was still loaded with flaws but he was too mesmerized by Erwin’s performance to notice. As soon as he had arrived home, he went straight to his computer to find out everything he could about Erwin Smith. 


Levi pulls up in front of the house shared by Hange and Moblit and honks the horn impatiently. After a few moments the front door is thrown open and a slightly disheveled Hange exits being trailed by Moblit. Levi’s irritation leaves his face temporarily at the sight of them. He unlocks the doors and tries to bite back a laugh when Hange slides into the back seat trying not to lose her wig while Moblit gets in next to Levi. .

“Took you long enough, we have to be at the hotel by two pm for pre-judging for the cosplay contest!” Hange whines, wig still slightly off center. “Do people even watch “Sailor Moon” anymore?” Levi questions as he pulls away from the curb.
She straightens her tiara with a huff. “Pretty bold coming from a grown ass man who still plays with toys!” She snaps. “They’re action figures and I collect them, there’s a difference!” Levi shouts back. “At least I don’t guilt people into wearing lame costumes!” Moblit turns nervously towards the window. “ Tuxedo Mask isn’t lame, right Moblit?” Hange asks. Moblit  just nods and continues to stare out at the road.

Two long hours later, Levi pulls into the hotel parking lot. He huffs in annoyance as Moblit helps extract Hange from the back seat after her boot somehow got caught. They finally make their way to the hotel entrance from the parking lot. After obtaining their passes they decide to split up and meet again later in time for the signing. 

Nervous excitement is still buzzing through Levi’s veins just thinking about how close he is to meeting Erwin. He checks his phone and sighs upon noticing he has some time to kill. He heads into the dealers room to see if he can score some more merch for his collection back at home. 

Levi’s collection was small, only being able to buy figures here and there when he had some money to spare but it was his pride and joy. He kept them on a shelf in his room he had built himself and cleaned them once a week to keep them from getting dusty. 

He makes his way around the rooms, stopping when something catches his eye. He ends up buying a couple of keychains to add to his backpack and makes his way back to the lobby. He takes a seat on one of the empty couches and just people watches for a while. 

He lets out a small laugh when he receives a text from Hange bragging that she and Moblit had managed to win 3rd place in the Cosplay contest. He jumps slightly when the alarm he set goes off indicating that it was time to get in line for the guest signings.

After meeting back up with Hange and Moblit, they slowly make their way through the queue. Levi tries to get a glimpse of Erwin and then curses himself for being too damn short to see around the large crowd. “What’s the matter shorty, do you need a boost?” She says with a grin. “Ow, I was just kidding!” She cries when  Levi casually stomps on her foot in response. 

After an eternity of standing in line being subjected to Hange’s litany of complaints about starvation and tingling in her foot, they finally approach the guest table and Levi can feel his heart hammering in his chest. Now that he has an unobstructed view, he can clearly see Erwin and he is a hundred times more handsome in person. As Levi approaches him, Erwin looks up at him and smiles and Levi swears he feels his heart stop. 

Levi gasps as he is thumped on the back by Hange. “Aren’t you going to answer, Erwin asked you  what your name is?” She hisses quietly from behind him. Levi feels his cheeks heat up in embarrassment as he looks up at Erwin who is still smiling and waiting patiently. “Um, I-I’m Levi.” He manages to stammer. Erwin extends his hand to him. “Nice to meet you, Levi.” He says, grasping Levi’s hand firmly shaking it causing Levi’s blush to reach up to his ears.

Levi places a poster and a couple DVD cases on the table for Erwin to sign. “Oh, so you’ve seen some of my movies?” Erwin asks as he starts signing. “He’s seen all of them at least a hundred times and he’s the president of your fan club in our city!” Hange  chimes in from behind and Levi just wants to sink into the floor. 

“I’m sorry, someone obviously forgot to take their meds this morning.” Levi apologized, glaring daggers up at Hange. Erwin turns to Levi and smiles warmly. “No need to apologize, I am honored to meet such a supportive fan, thank you Levi.”  He gazes sincerely up at him with his beautiful blue eyes and Levi almost melts. Levi looks down at his hands.

“Um, it’s nice to meet you too, Mr. Smith.” He mumbles. Erwin chuckles. “No need for formalities , just call me Erwin.” He finishes signing and slides the items back across the table. Levi quickly but carefully returns the items to his bag. “Thank you, Erwin.” He replies shyly and gets ready to leave.

“Wait, Levi, I would like your email address if you don’t mind, I like to keep in touch with my fan clubs, I wouldn’t be here without them after all.” He says handing Levi a pen. Levi takes it nervously and scrawls down his name and email. “Thank you, Levi, I appreciate it.”  Levi’s cheeks heat up again. “No, problem.” He says with a small smile. “I’ll be in touch.” Erwin takes the paper back with a smile and waves at Levi whom waves back limply and walks away with Hange and Moblit in tow.

It was about a week later that Levi first heard back from Erwin. He honestly didn’t think he would ever hear from him in the first place. Erwin was a popular actor and a very busy man. Levi was sure that Erwin was just being polite after Hange had embarrassed him. Levi wasn’t mad at her though he knew Hange long enough to know that she tends to get overexcited sometimes. 

Late one evening, he checked his email like he always did before going to bed and to his surprise there was an email from Erwin. Levi felt a flutter in his stomach as he clicked it open. Levi had expected that it was just a formal mass email that was sent out as a formality but the only recipient of the mail was himself. Erwin had thanked him again for the support and coming out to see him. He had ended with a few questions for Levi about his hobbies and what fandoms he was into. Levi carefully typed out a short response and hit send.

After his initial response to Erwin, Levi started receiving messages from him once or twice a week sometimes less when Erwin was busy filming overseas. They started small, exchanging small talk about their lives and backgrounds. Levi found out that they were only five years apart in age when Erwin had mentioned he had just celebrated his thirtieth birthday a few weeks prior. Over time they had learned that they had quite a bit in common. They both were  collectors of comics and both got their start from their parents.

 Levi told Erwin how his mother had bought him him his first comic and how that day was was one of his favorite memories of her. Sadly she had gotten sick and passed away when Levi was still very young and that comic had gotten lost between moves to foster homes. Levi always keeps an eye out at cons hoping to find a copy of it again someday. 

Erwin had gotten his start by collecting with his father. He would go to the comic shop every other week with him and add to his collection. Levi chuckled when Erwin told him that his dad still sends him a comic occasionally in the mail.
As time moved on the emails moved to Skype, and recently the occasional text. Several months before the con came into town the following year, Levi had received a phone call from Erwin saying he was invited to attend again and that he would like Levi to come as his guest. 


Levi draws in a deep breath as he knocks on the door to the room where Erwin was waiting. As soon as he enters Erwin walks towards him with a smile. Levi blushes and pushes his glasses back up as they slide down again. Erwin tries to turn away quickly hoping Levi didn’t catch him blushing.
“It’s good to see you again,Levi.” Erwin says reaching out to shake hands. Levi can’t help but notice that Erwin’s hand feels just as clammy as his. “Oh, I almost forgot, I have something for you!” Erwin replies as he grabs a package off of a table and hands it to Levi.

Levi tears open the paper carefully and tears almost spring to his eyes. In his hands was a copy of the comic he had lost long ago. “How did you find this?” He asks softly. “I called in a few favors.” Erwin replies and invites him to join him on the couch. “Thanks but you didn’t have to do this, and I didn’t bring you anything.”  Erwin smiles. “You coming here was enough and besides I owe you an apology.” Levi raises an eyebrow at him. “Apology? For what?” He asks, confused. “I wasn’t exactly honest with you, when I asked for your email address because of the fan club, I have people that take care of that for me because I’m so busy.” Erwin averts his eyes momentarily.

“I just wanted an excuse to talk to you again.” Levi is silent for a minute. “So you made up some bullshit excuse to talk to me, why?” He asks, cheeks still slightly pink. “I thought you were cute.” Erwin admits nervously. Levi feels his heart race slightly. He chuckles. “Apology accepted, and Erwin?” He asks moving closer. “Yes?” Levi moves forward and kisses him on the cheek. “Maybe, I think you’re cute too.”

honeypainted  asked:

hi! so if i remember correctly last year you would do an hourly countdown once christmas eve started. i'm curious if you stayed up or set alarms or what. random but i just wanted to know!!

I schedule a queue for each hour a couple of days in advance! I try to mix in popular Christmas specials so people can have them on their page for the holiday.

random aus
  • morning pancakes and the cook is hungover
  • someone is bothering them in a club and the other pretends to know them to stop the person bothering them
  • they see each other at an open mic night 7 times before they actually introduce themselves
  • caught in a rainstorm in the middle of london at 1 am (the only place to hide is a tea shop run by a meddling old biddie)
  • meeting in a library, one is clumsy and an entire shelf of books falls on them, they other helps them out from under the pile
  • met on sunday at church, one was actually going, the other was there for a bet
  • meeting because one is a mortician and the other’s grandma has died
  • one was away for a while and their roommate got a new roommate and forgot to tell them aka ‘who is the naked dude in my kitchen?’
  • camping au where one has “no fucking idea what any of this shit does”
  • one has tons of cats, the other is majorly allergic, they are neighbors: go
  • ‘i so saw you spray paint that wall and guess what you are going to have to buy me dinner to keep me quiet’ au
  • 'we’re both stopped at the same stoplight and you’re singing really loud in your car and oh God we just made eye contact’ au
  • they are neighbours, one scared of thunderstorms and one thinks someone is being murdered on the other side of that wall
  • 'i hate the dentist but he cute and i can’t show weakness’ au
  • hitchhikers au where the one who picks up is driving to their wedding (or well, was driving to their wedding)
  • they were looking at a poster and mumbled ‘I’m so gay’ at the same time: queue awkward silence
  • they’re roommates but one is a morning person and the other is a night person - hey at least their showers don’t coincide ;)
  • 'how the actual fuck do we manage to book every single plane ride sitting next to each other when i don’t even know your name?!’ au
  • bodyswap au but one is a stripper
  • 'i’m a terrible cook and i set off the fire alarm a lot but you are a really hot firefighter so it’s all worth it’ au
  • bus terminal at 3 am, one is trapped in italy, the other is the travel helper trying to get them home
  • 'so it turns out your ticket for this concert/play is a fake and my friend dropped out so i have a spare, wanna have this ticket for the seat next to me?’ au
  • ‘yes i know it’s 3 am. yes i know i look like i just commited murder in this tracksuit. yes i know your closed, but my mother is staying with me for a week and this is the only liquor store within 3 miles so please just indulge me?’

there is now a part two and a part three bc i’m trash and a freaking part 4


sorry the blog has been kind of dead lately, guys. been going through some personal stuff, feeling kind of rough in general. but i’ve been trying to be better about keeping things in the queue when i do get around to getting on for more than two seconds. i hope most of you decide to stick around to witness my majestic return. (by majestic, i mean ridiculous, because i’m working on some pretty dumb stuff rn, but we all gotta find our happiness somewhere.)

rointheta-deactivated20150914  asked:

Prompt: you really should write a fic based on your tags for the dinner lady bit. DO IT DO IT DO IT DO IT. :D

lolol you mean this post right?? Here we go:


The Doctor returned to his classroom after lunch, sitting down with a small smirk on his face as he flipped idly through the papers on his desk. He was somewhat distracted by thoughts of Rose’s indignant looks and comments about the fact that she had to play dinner lady whilst he got to be a physics teacher, so he didn’t notice when the first few students of his afternoon class traipsed into the room.

“Er, Sir? Can we come in?” asked one girl, holding her books to her chest and looking nervous. Some teachers must be rather strict, the Doctor thought, when he looked up in surprise at the timid expression on the girl’s face, if she was worried that she needed permission to enter. 

“Of course!” he said brightly, dropping his legs from where he’d had them propped up on his desk. He jumped to his feet and gestured at the group of kids behind her. “Come in, come in.” He glanced down at his register. “You lot are in Year Ten, right?”

“That’s right, Sir,” said one of the boys. 

The Doctor hummed to himself as he considered what he could teach this year group. “What was the last topic you did, with your previous physics teacher?” he asked, as all the students got settled in their seats.

One pupil raised their hand, but someone shouting out beat them to it; “Radioactivity and nuclear fusion!”

The Doctor scratched at the back of his neck. “Riiight. Hmm…” 

“What I’d like to know, Sir,” said a brunette girl near the front, who seemed to be quite popular, if the gaggle of girls and boys staring at her in anticipation - strangely with their hands over their mouths muffling giggles - were anything to go by. “Is what you and the dinner lady were talking about earlier?” She raised her eyebrows in curious delight, and her friends snorted and chuckled beside her. 

“Oh, we were just discussing the chips. So - ”

“Sir, we saw the way you were looking at her,” piped up another student. Clearly, they were all trying to gang up on him; they evidently thought that as a new teacher at the school he would be easy to wind up. He’d show them how easily he could rise above such nonsense.

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fxmslstwrds  asked:

Any tips to stop procrastination? I am need of some :)

  • take regular breaks!!
  • you can’t focus for hours at a time so set yourself the target of working for 30-40 minutes and then take a quick break 
  • and make sure you set an alarm so your five minute breaks don’t turn into hour long breaks
  • set yourself goals either at the beginning of the day or the night before and don’t be lenient with yourself
  • get one of your friends to change your social media passwords so you can’t be distracted as easily (seriously set up a tumblr queue before exam season and there’s no need to go online)
  • get someone to check up on how much work you’ve been doing because if you’re procrastinating you will probably respond more to other people’s judgement than your own
  • make sure you’re working in a clean environment
  • go outside! go on a walk everyday to clear your head and get some fresh air

And the thing is.

The thing is?

I can see SE introducing really cool instanced content like a cafe setting or something, that people could queue into from different servers and interact with people in a kind of non-combat dungeon type of thing for a limited period of time, say a couple hours or so. It’d be super neat, and would allow people to interact in-character in-person, which seems to be what people are particularly looking for, since the cross-party chat options aren’t enough of an appeal.

But if they did that?

Do you know what would happen?



for @tadpolehemmings, @cliffwoes and @pretendtobepunkrock college!5sos blurb night :)

A breathy “oof” escapes your lungs as you are startled awake by the +6 feet of college junior that’s thrown unceremoniously onto your bed, his weight rocking the school-issued mattress that you don’t remember falling asleep on.

Blinking open your tired eyes, you are only half surprised to find yourself staring intocollege!Luke’s ocean eyes. He looks as exhausted as you feel, the red blinking numbers just visible from behind his head reminding you of the early morning hour and how long your boyfriend has been hunched over his desk. The bags under his eyes seemed to have grown heavier with every hour you’ve been asleep and the poor boy is struggling to keep his eyes from closing.

“If I drink another cup of coffee I am literally going to die,” he moans dramatically, wrapping his arms around your waist and nuzzling his nose into the crook of your neck. You brush some of his matted hair away from his face, giggling at his dramatics. There is evidence of his all-nighter strewn across his desk, half a dozen empty mugs adding to the mess of course work stacked on every available surface.

“Death by caffeine,” you muse quietly, hands still tangled in his hair, trying to work out the ever present knots, “there are worse ways to go I suppose, like what Ash is going to do to you if your don’t finish your half of the lab report tonight.”

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anonymous asked:

Vision & number 7, "I always listen to you"? Thank you <3

It had been a tough week at HQ for everyone. There wasn’t one person who hadn’t been overworked. The Avengers had been split into different departments or sent off as back up for field missions.

You weren’t dealing with some problems well and at the time you needed your friends the most, they had been pulled away. Not that they wouldn’t have dropped everything to come to you if you had asked them to, of course, but you didn’t want to burden them or seem precious. Surely your problems would just go away eventually.

The Friday saw you sitting on your own in the corner of the cafeteria sobbing into a mug of tea. You weren’t sure what was wrong, but you needed someone there with you. The problem was that you couldn’t conjure the strength to just ask for help.

“Excuse me.”

You raised your head and hastily wiped the tears from your eyes. “Oh… Vision, hey.” How awkward. The synthoid was watching you with an expression you couldn’t read. He had a habit of asking difficult questions at times. As horrible as it sounded, you were honestly too physically and emotionally tired to try and answer any of them if they were asked.

Vision observed you for a moment before speaking. “May I sit with you?”

You wiped a few more tears from your eyes. “Um… Sure. Was there something you needed?”

He gave you a smile, which looked a little sad. “Actually, I thought perhaps I could be of some assistance. I always listen to you; listen for you. I do not think you have asked, but I feel as though you might want some company.” It was enough to make you want to cry again, though it alarmed Vision some. “I did not mean to make you upset—”

“No, no. That’s not it. I’m happy, Vision.” You sniffled and gestured for him to sit next to you on the bench. “Please stay with me. I would appreciate the company.”

Grease inspired sentence meme. ( Part four. )
  • "Don't worry about it, nobody's watching."
  • "I thought I meant something to you."
  • "You think I'm gonna stay here with you in this -- sin wagon!?"
  • "You think I don't know what people are saying about me?"
  • "There are worst things I could do."
  • "I'm all right, I'm just seeing two of you."
  • "The rules are, there ain't not rules."
  • "It was a false alarm, I'm not pregnant."
  • "If this is a line, I ain't biting."
  • "Tell me about it, stud."
  • "You better shape up, cause I need a man."
  • "To my heart I must be true."
  • "You're the one that I want."
  • "I better shape up, cause you need a man."
  • "I need a man who can keep me satisfied."
  • "Maybe we'll never see each other again."
  • "Maybe it might be love."
  • "We'll always be together."

traveling is something elizabeth doesn’t get the opportunity to do much of, though when she does she never disappoints in appearance. with her rose gown trailing behind her as she approaches the old and dark home, the countess will knock firmly against the wooden door. she’s here to talk business, to maybe come to an agreement with the current owner of the motel she’d passed by upon reaching the house.

she needs money, as what she has is quickly dwindling at an alarming rate. elizabeth will do whatever she has to in order to fix this now, even if it means finding smaller locations to accumulate such funds. desperate times call for desperate measures. patiently waiting now that she’s knocked at the door, she looks about the front porch area before turning around and looking out at the land. it’s peaceful and rural, an environment the platinum blonde is hardly used to anymore.


veteratorianvillainy  asked:

If you're still taking them, can I say that 'trapped in a bank during a robbery au' would be absolutely fantastic with sterek?

It’s just a regular Tuesday morning for Derek. He posts some letters, picks up a bolt for the bathroom door, and pops into the bank. He’s busy planning dinner in his head when there’s a loud pop, followed by several more, and three men in ski masks jump up onto the tables between the queue Derek’s in.

“Good morning everybody, this is a robbery! Now if nobody loses their head, nobody will lose their head. Simon says everybody lay down on the floor, right away, right away.”

Derek feels his mouth fall open in shock. People are shouting and starting to cry as they fall to their knees. A woman in front of him begins screaming, and the man in the mask that had been talking jogs over, “No, no, ma’am, try to stay calm, you’ll have a story to tell your friends at the end of this. People’ll invite you to dinner for weeks to hear about it.”


“Just get down on the floor, ma’am, there’s nothing to be afraid of.”

Despite the mild panic creeping up his spine, Derek snorts, and the guy hears it. 

Oh, fuck, he shouldn’t have done that. 

“Sir!” He moves to stand in front of Derek, claps a hand on his shoulder and Derek flinches. “Hey, number two, we got ourselves a standing volunteer!” Another man with a mask comes bounding, bounding, over, and half waves his machine gun in the first guy’s face. 


“Uh huh, he’s not impressed with our behaviour at all.”

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k gonna do that thing where I queue this post a million times over but just so you all know I moved

please send me a message if you want to know my new url! esp if we’re mutuals and i haven’t gotten through refollowing everyone i want to refollow (which is a lot) 
ALSO i got under a new name there so please don’t be alarmed ~ call me by that name unless otherwise stated! thanks