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The Fallacy of Fate (Part 2/?) (Rogers/Barnes x reader)

Part 1

After your formal meeting in the hospital that day, things had a difficult time gaining any traction between the two of you, as Steve struggled to find his place after the fall of SHIELD, ultimately landing at the brand-new Avengers tower to take up Tony’s offer.  The lovesick puppy wouldn’t take the offer without you, of course, his attraction and attachment to you quickly taking hold.  The rest of the team had moved in too, giving you at least a few others who understood how intense Steve’s moods could be, and who understood that when the man had his sights on a goal, he didn’t back down easily.  Even after going out on one date, and even though you had a really great time together, you couldn’t help but have your apprehensions; it felt like there was a piece missing, and in reality, there was.  No one knew where Bucky was, or if he would ever be seen again.

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Dex slipped out of bed quietly, trying not to wake Nursey.  It was early, too early for a day when they had no morning skate, and he had no classes until 11am, but Dex didn’t want to be late for work.  He needed all the money he could get, both for himself, and to send whatever he could home to his dad and brother.

“Will?” Nursey mumbled sleepily from his bunk, “What time ‘sit?”

“6am Dere, go back to sleep.” Dex whispered as he began heading for the bathroom.

“I thought skate was cancelled?” Nursey asked, sitting up in bed.

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Have you heard that (partly thanks to smartphones) humans have a shorter average attention span than goldfish?

Goldfish: nine seconds.
Humans: eight!

This sounds a little unsettling considering that, as humans, our futures largely depend on having to pay attention in class for hours on end. However, we have something the goldfish don’t: a prefrontal cortex, a.k.a. the part of our brain that allows for planning and willpower. As the saying goes, “with great power comes great responsibility.” So given all of our abilities, it is our duty to bring our own vitality to the classroom—every day, in every subject.

For the good of our edification, our future, and our sanity, let’s look at some strategies for staying engaged—for longer than eight seconds. Let’s show those goldfish what we’re capable of.

1. First, get your mind right.

Much of how we perform any task starts with how we set up our mentality. Before your next class, instead of thinking, “I’m tired” or “This class is going to be so boring,” try thinking “How interesting, I get to learn something today that I’ve never heard of!” or “Today I’m going to stay alert by pretending I’m taking notes for someone who’s absent.” Come up with whatever thought helps you establish a mindset that works for you and not against you.

2. Minimize distractions.

Choosing to sit in the front of the class will help in a few ways. First, it will prevent you from looking at all the people and eye-catching things going on between you and the front of the classroom. Second, sitting right in front of the teacher will remind you to keep your phone out of sight. Phones apparently want all the attention; don’t give in! Instead, get distracted by everything the teacher is saying. Also, being in front is just more engaging. People pay big money for front row seats at concerts, sporting events, and plays. Front row seats in class are free!

3. Optimize your note-taking skills.

Rather than trying to write everything down, listen as if the teacher is speaking just to you and jot down the key concepts. To make note-taking even more effective, experiment with formats, abbreviations, and pen colors. Mark any parts you don’t understand so you can ask questions. Involving yourself in this active note-taking process will keep your brain on task. Moreover, according to psychologist Stanislas Dehaene, “When we write, a unique neural circuit is automatically activated” and “learning is made easier.” And the more you learn in class, the less you will have to study before an exam.

4. Be active.

Other than taking notes, find ways to be active. The most beneficial way is probably to use your voice. Asking questions, answering questions, and contributing to class discussions not only helps you better understand the material, but also helps you stay alert and feel part of the class. Even just good posture, making eye contact, and nodding to affirm you’re listening can help make class lectures feel less like a monologue and more like a dialogue between you and your teacher.

5. Talk to your teachers.

Be open to developing a relationship with even your most intimidating teachers. By interacting with them before, during, or after class, you’ll start to know them a little better. Once you feel more connected to them, you’ll likely feel more personally invested in their purpose and thus the class. This will further reduce your chances of being bored and increase your chances of getting good grades. As a bonus, if you ever need a letter of recommendation or some help, there’s a better chance your teacher will go the extra mile for you.

6. Be prepared.

When you are not understanding what has happened in class so far, it’s like coming into a conversation late: you’re confused, bored, and can’t contribute much. Consequently, staying engaged becomes a struggle and learning becomes nearly impossible. To avert such a dreadful situation, before going to class, look over the main points covered last time and ask classmates or teachers any questions you have. You’ll then be able to take interest and participate in class. Plus, less stress about being lost or falling behind will also contribute to a more fun experience. And you’ll always perform better, no matter what you’re doing, when you’re having fun.


Kiley A. teaches SAT/ACT Writing and leads College Application Workshops at Elite Prep Rowland Heights. As the Elite Community Scholars Coordinator, he also works to spread this college preparation guidance to low-income, first-generation students who may not otherwise have access to such support. Above all, he wants his students to know the far-reaching power of their own self-assurance.

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Canon until 205


For most of her life, Lena’s soul marks were nothing less than very confusing.

Lena was four when names formed on either wrist, written in dark ink. It was two weeks after she’d been adopted, and the marks added to the horror of everything changing and the peace of everything coming together that was rushing through her even as a child. Her adopted brother Lex had grinned without reading the names and given her a high five that somehow meant the world.

Scrawled across her right wrist in a curling, slightly rushed font, was the name Kara Danvers. This was confusing, if only for the first 16 years of her life. For years she wondered why another girl’s name would be on her wrist? She couldn’t be her soulmate? This Kara Danvers was destined to be her enemy, right? Then Lena was 17 and Rebecca Lewis took her to see a bad movie and they held hands and kissed softly at the end of the evening and everything became easier.

Well not everything.

Because of the other name on her other wrist in neat, simple writing.

Supergirl.

Who the hell was Supergirl?

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Okay. OKAy. LOok. LoOk. This is amazing. I mean, sheer beauty sprawled out before your tender eyes. This overwhelming display happened around 8-9 p.m. This is PRIME sunset viewing time. FRONT ROW SEATS are frEE. YOU literally can view it from your yard. THE SUN DID NOT PUSH IT’S LIGHT OUT EXTRA HARD AT NIGHT FOR YOU TO BE AN UNGRATEFUL FRUIT CAKE AND NOT WALK OUTSIDE AND ENJOY THE SHOW FOR LIKE what? 1 minute ? Oh no. The one minute just ruined your night. There goes your plans. **Dramatic eye roll cue soap opera melodramatic tendencies** What I am saying is that you should defiantly appreciate the sky every once in a while. Look outside your window. Detach your eyes from the TV and lOoK. Pretty rad sunset. Pre-ety neat-o.

Nice Happy Non-Abusive Headcanons about Burgerpants and Mettaton
  • Mettaton provides Burgerpants the absolute best healthcare/dental/vision plan available and pays him a salary that is well above average
  • Mettaton can tell when Burgerpants is uneasy around him, so he consistently tells him that he’s doing great and praises him - he only reprimands him when he actually is purposefully slacking off or smoking too close to the resort
  • Burgerpants may talk shit about Mettaton, but he really does admire him and how hard he works to pursue his dream and how he really does care for his fans and wants the best for them
  • Mettaton always gets Burgerpants front row seats to all of his shows free of charge and without dipping into his paycheck - unfortunately, Burgerpants can’t make it to all of them due to his tedious coursework he’s doing towards a career in theater, but he goes to all of the ones he can
  • Burgerpants has received several books and videos from Mettaton that are guides on how to be a successful star without even asking for them and appreciates each of them
here, he is a king

“did you eat the seeds of your own free will?”
a dagger fashioned into a question

hades flinches, front-row seat;
and persephone smiles

“i did.” 

At a young age, Oikawa learns he’s gifted. Looks and charm and intelligence – he’s blessed with all three. But it’s on the court when he truly shines, a volleyball clutched between his taped fingers, a serve strong enough to send opponents to the underworld, and intuition that could outwit all five senses of Hell’s hound. Grand King, they call him, and he wears the regal title with inflated pride.

Iwaizumi dutifully follows two paces behind.

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6 Ways to Stay Engaged in Class

Have you heard that (partly thanks to smartphones) humans have a shorter average attention span than goldfish?

Goldfish: nine seconds.
Humans: eight!

This sounds a little unsettling considering that, as humans, our futures largely depend on having to pay attention in class for hours on end. However, we have something the goldfish don’t: a prefrontal cortex, a.k.a. the part of our brain that allows for planning and willpower. As the saying goes, “with great power comes great responsibility.” So given all of our abilities, it is our duty to bring our own vitality to the classroom—every day, in every subject.

For the good of our edification, our future, and our sanity, let’s look at some strategies for staying engaged—for longer than eight seconds. Let’s show those goldfish what we’re capable of.

1. First, get your mind right.

Much of how we perform any task starts with how we set up our mentality. Before your next class, instead of thinking, “I’m tired” or “This class is going to be so boring,” try thinking “How interesting, I get to learn something today that I’ve never heard of!” or “Today I’m going to stay alert by pretending I’m taking notes for someone who’s absent.” Come up with whatever thought helps you establish a mindset that works for you and not against you.

2. Minimize distractions.

Choosing to sit in the front of the class will help in a few ways. First, it will prevent you from looking at all the people and eye-catching things going on between you and the front of the classroom. Second, sitting right in front of the teacher will remind you to keep your phone out of sight. Phones apparently want all the attention; don’t give in! Instead, get distracted by everything the teacher is saying. Also, being in front is just more engaging. People pay big money for front row seats at concerts, sporting events, and plays. Front row seats in class are free!

3. Optimize your note-taking skills.

Rather than trying to write everything down, listen as if the teacher is speaking just to you and jot down the key concepts. To make note-taking even more effective, experiment with formats, abbreviations, and pen colors. Mark any parts you don’t understand so you can ask questions. Involving yourself in this active note-taking process will keep your brain on task. Moreover, according to psychologist Stanislas Dehaene, “When we write, a unique neural circuit is automatically activated” and “learning is made easier.” And the more you learn in class, the less you will have to study before an exam.

4. Be active.

Other than taking notes, find ways to be active. The most beneficial way is probably to use your voice. Asking questions, answering questions, and contributing to class discussions not only helps you better understand the material, but also helps you stay alert and feel part of the class. Even just good posture, making eye contact, and nodding to affirm you’re listening can help make class lectures feel less like a monologue and more like a dialogue between you and your teacher.

5. Talk to your teachers.

Be open to developing a relationship with even your most intimidating teachers. By interacting with them before, during, or after class, you’ll start to know them a little better. Once you feel more connected to them, you’ll likely feel more personally invested in their purpose and thus the class. This will further reduce your chances of being bored and increase your chances of getting good grades. As a bonus, if you ever need a letter of recommendation or some help, there’s a better chance your teacher will go the extra mile for you.

6. Be prepared.

When you are not understanding what has happened in class so far, it’s like coming into a conversation late: you’re confused, bored, and can’t contribute much. Consequently, staying engaged becomes a struggle and learning becomes nearly impossible. To avert such a dreadful situation, before going to class, look over the main points covered last time and ask classmates or teachers any questions you have. You’ll then be able to take interest and participate in class. Plus, less stress about being lost or falling behind will also contribute to a more fun experience. And you’ll always perform better, no matter what you’re doing, when you’re having fun.


Kiley A. teaches SAT/ACT Writing and leads College Application Workshops at Elite Prep Rowland Heights. As the Elite Community Scholars Coordinator, he also works to spread this college preparation guidance to low-income, first-generation students who may not otherwise have access to such support. Above all, he wants his students to know the far-reaching power of their own self-assurance.

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17. hiding from family kiss , exr :D

Grantaire excused himself to go to the bathroom twenty minutes ago and the seat next to Enjolras is still empty. Enjolras suspects it had something to do with the way Grantaire’s family kept asking him things that all ultimately boiled down to So what are you doing with your life, and why aren’t you doing more? It’s a dangerous line of questioning and anyone know who knows Grantaire would realize that, but. Well. Enjolras knows as much as anyone that family and familiarity don’t always go hand-in-hand.

He waits another five minutes until Grantaire’s sister has distracted the rest of the family with news of a new job, then murmurs an excuse and slips away.

The bathroom door is unlocked, and inside it’s empty, but Enjolras isn’t surprised by that. He tries Grantaire’s old bedroom, tries the spare bedroom, and considers calling out “Marco” before he thinks to check the closet in the hallway downstairs.

Grantaire is sitting on a taped-up cardboard box that has Halloween Decorations scrawled across it in Sharpie, leaning back against the coats hanging from the railing over his head. He looks alarmed when Enjolras opens the door, and then relieved. “Hey,” he says wearily, and tips his head back so that he’s almost lost in the faux-fur trim around someone’s parka.

Enjolras gives him a wary smile. “You know, playing Hide and Seek works better when your playmate actually knows they’re supposed to be seeking you.”

“I didn’t mean to, I just–” He trails off, grimaces.

“I know.” Enjolras steps inside the closet and shuts the door behind himself. It’s small and a little cramped, but there’s a bare bulb hanging overhead, so at least they’re not blind, too. He lifts an eyebrow and tips his head toward the box. “Is this seat taken?”

Grantaire grins, grins hard like he really means it, and that makes it all worth it. He scoots over to the box’s edge, making room for Enjolras beside him.

It’s a tight squeeze, but neither of them are complaining about the way it forces them to sit pressed in against one another. Enjolras slips his hand into Grantaire’s and gives it a squeeze. “We can go soon, if you want.”

Grantaire lets out a breath of laughter. “No we can’t. Mom will never hear of it.”

“Well, then we can hide in here until it’s late enough for us to make our excuses.”

Grantaire’s smile is a little wistful. “That’s a nice thought.”

“I’m mostly serious.” He grabs the curved end of an umbrella leaning in the corner, swings it up and jabs at the air with it like a sword. “I’ll fend off anyone who tries to disturb us.”

Grantaire’s smile is wider, his eyes crinkling with it. “I think I’d pay to see that, actually.”

“Well today’s your lucky day, because you’ve got front row seats to that show for free.” They’re pressed shoulder to shoulder. Enjolras tugs on Grantaire’s hand until he leans in a little harder, tips his head to the side and lets it rest on Enjolras’s shoulder. Enjolras presses a kiss to his hair. “It’ll be very swashbuckling and impressive.”

“My hero,” Grantaire says, grinning hard. He slips his hands up to curve around the back of Enjolras’s neck and tugs him down into a kiss.

Enjolras drops the umbrella to slide his hands up Grantaire’s arms, around to cup his shoulders and pull him into a firmer kiss. He scarcely even notices when the closet door swings open, only for Grantaire’s sister to freeze on the other side, go, “Oh Christ, never mind” and swing the door shut on them again.

Grantaire smiles and laughs into the kiss, twisting his fingers through Enjolras’s curls and tugging lightly. His smile just get sharper when it makes Enjolras sigh against his mouth. “Well, what do you know,” he murmurs without breaking away. “We found a way to keep them at bay.”

Enjolras hums agreement and tucks his thumb under Grantaire’s jaw, tipping his face up to make the angle just a little bit better. “We’ll have to keep it up, just to be safe. They seem like they can be a persistent lot.”

“They really can.” Grantaire curls his arms around Enjolras’s neck and shifts around so he’s practically in his lap. Enjolras’s hands settle on his hips and it’s so nice, it’s so, so nice. “And there’s still lots of time until we can safely excuse ourselves and head home. It’s going to take everything we’ve got, I think.”

Enjolras is too busy kissing him to even reply.

Three years ago today, I was fortunate enough to attend the world premiere of the Les Miserables movie and got front-row seats to the screening for free. Seriously might have been the best day of my life.

My only regret is that I didn’t fall in love with Eddie Redmayne until I saw the movie, which was two hours AFTER I got to meet him.

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"Mmmmmm, morning," Calum cooed into your ear...

… his hand sliding around your waist as he pulled you tighter against his front. you smiled lightly as his warmth touched your back, his fingers ghosting along your lower stomach. his touch was familiar and soothing, the comfort of his touch relaxing your entire body.

“morning,” you mumbled as he nuzzled his nose against the side of your neck, prompting a proper response. you turned your body around, pushing him onto his back. you propped yourself up on an elbow, using your free hand to wipe away a stray eyelash resting underneath calum’s eye. “how’d you sleep?”

“amazing,” he admitted blissfully, the corners of his eyes crinkling as he grinned up at you.

you smiled softly, pressing a chaste kiss to his lips. “good,” you replied, your fingers trailing to his collarbone tattoo and tracing the print carefully.

“thank you, by the way,” he said quietly but sincerely. you hummed, halting your movements as you looked up at him curiously. he ran his fingers through your hair, resting his hand on your neck. “for coming. as much as i hate the fact that i didn’t get to prepare for your arrival-” he shot you a playfully irritated look. “i’m still so glad that you’re here. that you flew all the way out here just for me…”

“well, the free front row seats to see an amazing band did sort of sell me too,” you informed him, your lips curling into a smirk.

he pursed his lips, thinking it over. “i can’t blame you, really. the bassist is super hot, i’d be stoked for the free shows too,” he commented.

“sometimes i feel like you love yourself enough for the both of us,” you told him.

he laughed, moving his arms down to pull you up. “but you still love me, right?” he questioned. “i mean, i took love away from myself for you. if that isn’t chivalry, i don’t know what is.”

“my knight in shining armor,” you deadpanned, rolling your eyes. you leaned forward, pressing your lips to his. “of course i love you, asshole.”