england semester

“You’re American. Why do you have a cartoonish British accent?”
“Oh, you see, I picked it up on accident while I studied abroad in England.”
“Yeah, for a semester… three years ago.”

Allies and Axis as Things Said/Happened at my College

China: *ignores fire alarm and keeps studying until a forced evacuation makes him leave*

America: *forgets to put water in his cup ramen, starting the fire*

Canada: “If a university van hits me, I get a free semester, right?”

England: *jaywalking* “Fucking run my ass over; I feel dead already.”

France: “The work made no sense at first. So I drank some wine, and then it was easy.”

Russia: *makes a javelin for a project* Now to test it! *stabs nearest friend*

Germany: *in an elevator that stops between floors and catches fire* *is fine*

Japan: “I DON’T KNOW YOU!” *to friend following him while singing “Respect” by Aretha Franklin*

Prussia: *is asked by a professor to look them in the eyes* “Last time I was told that, I ended up in the back of a police car.”

Italy: *sings fucking opera at 2 AM and can be heard throughout the whole damn dorm floor*

Romano: *is named Gay Jesus and gets carried by freshmen to be “crucified” before getting rescued*

Somebody to Die For (Sam x Reader)

Hey guys!  Look at me not writing for like a month.  I really am sorry guys.  I’ve had a really stressful month and it won’t get better for another 2 weeks.  Good news is I will have 4 months of no school because I’M GOING TO BE IN ENGLAND NEXT SEMESTER! That’s right guys, I’m studying abroad in England this next semester, and its going to be super fun.  My workload won’t be as bad as it is now, but I’m going to be doing so much while I’m in London.  We’ll get there when we get there though.  Anyways, this is for a challenge set by @supernatural-imagine.  I chose the song Somebody to Die For by Hurts.  When I heard the second verse, I knew it had to be for Sam.  This song could only be for Sam.  There was no way around it.  Anyways, enjoy the imagine I got for you and have a great day!

Pairing: Sam x Reader

Song: Somebody to die for-Hurts

Summary: Reader is taken by Lucifer in season 5

Warnings: Lucifer, mentions of blood and violence

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I could drag you from the ocean,
I could pull you from the fire
And when you’re standing in the shadows
I could open up the sky
And I could give you my devotion
Until the end of time
And you will never be forgotten
With me by your side

“We will find her Sam.”  Dean said as we got into the Impala.

“Lucifer has her Dean.  There is only one way we will ever get her back.”  I said.

“No, we’re going to put him back into the cage and save Y/N.  You are not saying yes to him.”

“Dean, I love her.  Me saying yes is the only way to insure her safety.”

“Gabriel said something about the rings.  Y/N is strong she can hold on.  We need to get these rings.”

“Alright, but we need to find them quickly.”  We drove off more determined to find the other two rings of the horsemen.

And I don’t need this life
I just need

Somebody to die for
Somebody to cry for
When I’m lonely

It only took a week and a half, but it felt like an eternity when we finally got the last ring.  The next thing we had to do was find Lucifer and Y/N.  Hold on Y/N we’re coming.

I’ve got nothing left to live for
Got no reason yet to die
But when I’m standing in the gallows
I’ll be staring at the sky
Because no matter where they take me
Death I will survive
And I will never be forgotten
With you by my side

Cause I don’t need this life
I just need

Somebody to die for
Somebody to cry for
When I’m lonely

“Y/N!”  I exclaimed once we finally found the lair of Lucifer.  She looked up when she heard us walk in.  She looked fine except for a few cuts.  She looked up at me with tears in her eyes.

“No, Sam!  Why are you here?”  She asked.  I had feeling she already knew though.

“He’s going to say yes to me for your life.”  Lucifer said making himself known.

“Don’t say yes to him because of me Sam.  Don’t do it!”  She said.

“Can I say goodbye first?”  I asked.  Lucifer nodded.  I walked up to her and hugged her. 

“Please don’t do this.”  She whispered into my ear.

“I have to.  I can’t lose you.”

“I can’t lose you either.”  I then was pulled away from her.

“Times up.  Time to say yes.”  Lucifer said.  I took a deep breath and faced the archangel. 

When I’m standing in the fire
I will look him in the eye
And I will let the devil know that
I was brave enough to die
And there’s no hell that he can show me
That’s deeper than my pride
Cause I will never be forgotten
Forever I’ll fight

I looked him straight in the eyes.  I wasn’t about to let him see how terrified I was.  I wasn’t going to show any weakness.  I’m going to beat him.  I’m going to put him back in the cage.  I might go with him, but as long as she’s safe I don’t care.

“Yes.”  That’s when everything went wrong.

And I don’t need this life
I just need

Somebody to die for
Somebody to cry for
When I’m lonely

And I don’t need this life
I just need

I couldn’t control him.  I couldn’t jump in the cage.  Lucifer had taken over my body, and there was no way of going through with our original plan.  I could hear him laughing.  Mocking at the fact I couldn’t overtake him.  That’s when I found out my half-brother Adam had said yes to Michael.  We ended up in a field for the final fight.

Somebody to die for
Somebody to cry for
When I’m lonely

That’s when Dean and Y/N showed up.  This isn’t something I planned.  Why did they come?  They needed to stay far away from this fight.  They got rid of Michael for just a bit, but that’s when everything went wrong the second time.  I killed Castiel and Bobby.  I knocked out Dean and was headed for Y/N.  I beat her up so much.  She didn’t fight back.  I had to get control.  I couldn’t kill her too.  I pushed to be in control.  I fought and fought. 

Then it happened.

I was in control, and Dean had opened the cage with the four rings.  I started falling when Michael/Adam grabbed a hold of me.  I ended up dragging him down with me. 

I did it.  I saved the world.  I saved Dean. 

Most importantly I saved Y/N. 

Don’t go gentle into that good night
Rage on against the dying light

Okay, so I was studying abroad this semester in England and on one of my trips to London discovered this place. Sooo close to being the Emerald Lion right? Then I hear about The Red Lion’s history and turns out that Winston Churchill lived across the street and would go to this same pub to strategize and make war plans during WWII. He even had a bed brought in and slept in the apartment/office above the pub so he wouldn’t have to travel from his house and back. I’m pretty sure George Devalier knew about this when he wrote about the Emerald Lion, right? It feels too similar to be a coincidence.

Fight For Me

Day 2:  prompt “with a kiss you can strip me defenseless.”

It’s been two years since Lucas picked Maya.

Maya came over one night crying her blue eyes out. I’ve never seen her cry so much. She feared that Lucas was going to pick me instead of her, and I knew he was because that same night he confessed his love to me and I did the same. My heart exploded with fireworks, but all of the bliss I felt disappeared when I saw devastation written all over Maya’s face. She didn’t need to be rejected by another guy in her life. First her father, then my uncle Josh, if I could prevent it. I wasn’t going to let there be a third time. So two years ago, I told Lucas he needed to choose her over me.

It’s been painful to watch them together. A small piece of my heart shatters away every time I watch as they shared a moment, but the piece would repair when Lucas and I would blindly share a moment. Within those two years, I kept the as much distance as I could. I needed to if I wanted to fall out of love with Lucas Friar. I stopped going with them to Topanga’s after school to do homework. I stop going to movies or dinner with any of them. I stopped seeing any of them outside of school.

So, when my dad discussed the idea of us possibly getting a foreign exchange student I thought maybe I could get into a foreign exchange program. I took majority of my summer to convince both of my parents it was a good idea. It proved to be difficult since I chose to spend my summer hours away in Philadelphia. So I mailed letters, emailed power points to them and whenever we video chatted it was almost as if it was a video conference. I needed this to work out, I needed time away from everyone to heal.

When summer was finally coming to an end, I had given up any hope of going. My parents are some tough nuts to crack. When there is only a week left of summer, I knew it was time to go back to New York. I was dreading it. I hadn’t seen or talked to anyone. I was running away from them, so I thought it was right to keep to myself. I took the train back home and my parents were there waiting, both of them wearing huge grins. They said they had a surprise.

The whole way home I can feel the anticipation growing. I know what I’m hoping the surprise would be, but I don’t want to get too excited just yet. When my dad finally pulls into the parking garage, I was sure I was going to lose it. They wear the same grins as we get out and walk into the building and to our apartment.

When we get inside, there are new purple suitcases with a big bow on them. This was their way of telling me I was going to be sending my first semester of junior year in England. They made all the arrangements already. I can’t help but bounce up and down with excitement.

It’s been two days since I’ve been back, and the only person who has come to see me since I’ve been gone is Farkle. I didn’t want to tell anyone about me going England, but eagerness I felt didn’t let me keep in a secret. I told me, and he begged me not to go. I thought if anyone was going support me it would be him, but I was wrong. I made him promise me not to tell anyone, before I told him to leave.

A few more days go by. I maneuver around my room trying to do all of the last minute packing I have to do when a soft knock on my window stops me from moving across my room. When I look over, I see Farkle standing there with sad eyes. I stay frozen in my spot staring back at him. I know why he I here. He’s the only one that knows I leave tomorrow.

“Please unlock the window Riley,” his voice is muffled by the think piece of glass separating the two of us. I drag my feet across my cold floor to the bay window and hover my hand over the lock. “Please,” he says softly.

I stare into his eyes, and I can see them pleading me to open up. If I do, he’ll just convince me not to leave but it’s something I need to do. So instead of unlocking the window, I draw the curtains shutting him out. I don’t want to see anyone in the group right now.

I continue to move about grabbing my belongings and placing them into my suitcases. I’m excited to leave. I still haven’t told anyone I’m going to England for the semester. Not ten minutes after I pushed Farkle away, I hear another knock at my window. This time the knock it more impatient.

“I thought you’d get the hint I needed to be alone Farkle,” I say as I saunter to my covered window. I pull the curtains back and my eyes go wide. I met by green eyes that have always made me weak in the knees.

“Please let me in.” I don’t hesitate to reach for the lock. I have no self-control when it comes to him. He’s almost like a drug and whenever I can have a taste. I’m going to. “I needed to see you,” he says pulling himself through the window. “You’ve been gone all summer, and I knew you’d have to be here since school starts tomorrow.” He looks around my room and his eyes land on my bed, “Where are you going?”

“Away,” I say under my breath. “Wh-what,” I swallow the lump in my throat, “what are you doing here? Shouldn’t you be with Maya?”

He stares at me trying to lock eyes with me, but I keep my eyes locked down on my hands. “Maya and I aren’t together anymore. We ended everything at the beginning of summer. You would have known if you were around.”

“I needed to get away, especially after-“

“After I kissed you on the last day of school,” he cuts me off and I nod my head.

“You shouldn’t have done that,” I whisper still not lifting my gaze.

“Look at me please,” he put his two fingers under my chin puling my head up. “I can see it in your eyes how hurt you are.”

Tears start to fill my eyes as a menacing laugh escapes my lips, “Of course I’m hurt Lucas! You picked Maya over me!”

“You told me to!” he shouted.

His tone sends a shiver down my body, “And you listened.” I whisper. “You didn’t object the idea once.” A single tear falls down my cheek, “I wanted you to fight for me, but instead you didn’t. I watched as you and Maya shared kisses, laughs, everything that you were supposed to be sharing with me.” More tears escape, “I thought you would fight for me, but you didn’t.”

“I didn’t know I had a choice. I didn’t want to hurt you Riley.”

I brush the tears away, “And how did that work out for you.”

“I love you, Riley,” he says so softly and sincere.

Silence fills the air before I finally speak up, “I think you need to go Lucas. I have to finish up here.”

“I’m guessing I won’t see you tomorrow,” I nod for confirmation. “Will I see you soon?” I shake my head, “Where are you going?”

“I’m going to England.” His eyes go wide. “I need this.”

He wastes no time in embracing me into a hug. I don’t fight, I sink into his hug and I wish I could stay here forever. He pulls away a little and his green eyes meet my brown ones. His face is so close to mine, that I can feel his breath on my lips. It’s taking everything inside of me not to close the gap between us, but he tries to.

“I can’t,” I whisper before his lips can touch mine.

“Please, just once last kiss.”

I pull away shaking my head. “I can’t Lucas. You don’t understand what your kisses do to me. With a kiss you can strip me defenseless, and with you I already have none. I’m scared If I let you kiss me, you’ll ask me to stay and I will.”

His eyes are still locked on mine, “How long will you be gone?”

“Until I feel like my heart is safe from you.”

“If you give me a chance, I can prove to you that I’m worth it. That your heart doesn’t need protecting from me,” his eyes are pleading with me.

“I think you really should leave,” I say lightly pushing him towards to window.

He starts to climb out, and once he finally is he sticks his head in, “I’m going to wait for you Riley Matthews. I made the mistake once of not fighting for you I won’t do it again.”

I try my best to hide small smirk my lips form. “Bye Lucas.”

Once he pulls his head through, I close the window and close the curtains. I know it’s now safe to let my Smiley Riley smile loose. That’s all I ever wanted him to do was fight for me, and it feels good to know that he will even with me being so far way. 

anonymous asked:

are you british? im confused i thought you went to college in the US/were american

i do i’m in england for this semester only and hating it ✌️


Yesterday I took a day trip to Oxford, which is a picturesque city located about an hour from the center of London. Oxford, England is the home to the world famous Oxford University, which is actually a collection of 38 colleges (not just 1). We spent the majority of the day walking around and exploring. Luckily, it was a very small and accessible city - everything was in walking distance, which proved convenient as we only had a few hours.

oh by the way, have I told you guys my class schedule for England Semester? I now know which classes I’m going to take and I’m SUPER-STOKED!!!

Studies in Charles Dickens: We’ll be studying Charles Dickens in London and other places where his novels take place. I’ll also be required to research primary source documents for a giant research paper. 

British and Irish Theater: basically we’re going to plays all over Britain and Ireland and writing reviews. EXCITED FOR THE GLOBE LIKE YEAH!!

Literature, Pilgrimage and Literary Pilgrims: I do go to a Christian college, so this course is intended to have us learn about the history of Christian pilgrimage in context! This means CANTERBURY!! NORWICH! WOOOO!! 

British and Irish Culture: this is the history class. We’ll learn about modern British and Irish culture and politics. 

so excited!!


Not that he had been counting, but it had been ninety-three days since he had seen Magnus. It was hard going to school in the United States while your significant other was in another country studying. And Alec was proud of him. He was so proud of Magnus but it was still sad that they could only video message or message online in order to talk to one another.

The three months of waiting would soon be over.

Alec was studying abroad in England for the semester. The week of spring break was his travel break and he knew exactly where he was going. He had booked his ticket to Spain last month and hadn’t told Magnus a thing. He’d based his arrival on Magnus’s schedule. He would be studying at the moment and would most likely be in the library.

Alec dialed his boyfriend’s number and held the phone to his ear as he quietly walked through the campus.

Painting is the music of sight - Artist AU (closed)

Ten days left.

He was good. He could still find someone. The problem was that all the people he’d worked with so far weren’t available and everyone else didn’t seem to do it for him.
Cas was experiencing his first major art block.

Eight days left.

Time to find a model. Damn, he didn’t even have a theme or a style picked for the assignment. This grade was an important one… but who had thought leaving it to the students to choose what they wanted to do was a good idea? The others were probably done already… how did they find models? They had probably just painted their friends. Cas didn’t have any, that was the problem. Balthazar was in England for this semester and he was the only one Cas could’ve asked without feeling embarassed.

His smoking increased, he was spending far too much money on cigarettes again. Maybe he should’ve used that to hire a professional model instead.

Six days left.

If he didn’t start today the paint wouldn’t be dry when he had to hand it in. And he’d still have to sketch before. Crap.

Since it was a Saturday his only distraction was painting landscapes and faceless figures all morning but now he couldn’t even focus on that anymore so he had decided to take a walk outside.

Even that didn’t calm him down. He sat down on a bench, running his hands through his hair and frowning as he realized he’d still had wet paint on them. Oh, whatever. It just matched his stained shirt.

Cas looked around hopelessly until his eyes caught one of the older students walking alone… yeah. This could work. It would be weird but it would work. Asking had never killed anyone, right?

He jumped up and ran over to the guy. “Hey… um… sorry, this is probably weird, but would you mind to help me out with something? I… I’m Cas.” He held out his hand until he noticed the paint and quickly wiped it on his jeans, blushing.