I started using this study method my 2nd month of college, when I realized that it was better for study-life balance and my emotional wellbeing. It makes me feel productive and alert all day, and gives me plenty of free time to pursue hobbies, clubs, and personal interests. It sounds kind of hardcore at first, but it’s seriously wonderful if you give it a try! Here’s the game plan:
After the first few days of the semester, I sit down with all of the syllabi from all of my classes and write down every single assignment for the rest of the semester into my planner. Include exams, readings, lab report due dates, worksheets, essays, etc. Everything.
Every weekend, I set aside however much time I need to knock out every single assignment for the upcoming week that is possible to do in advance. I do my textbook readings, textbook practice problems, my humanities readings, short essays or write-ups to accompany those humanities readings, etc.
Even though I’m doing more work, I generally spend the same amount of time in the library as my friends who only do their work for Monday over the weekend. This is because if you don’t commit to doing a large number of assignments, you tend to spend a lot more time on minor assignments than is truly necessary - do I really need to spend 3 hours on this 1-page essay for my English class if it’s only graded on a 10 point scale? Couldn’t I finish this in 1 hour and then devote more time to the rest of the readings I need to do for that class this week?
I still have enough time to sleep in, have long lunch breaks, go the gym, go to parties in the evening, etc.
You can do this, no matter your workload. I am a pre-med science major taking 20 credits (max course load) a semester, with two labs, and I can get it done. My roommate is an English major with heavy novel reading assignments and she can get it done. (Disclaimer: this mostly applies to undergraduates.)
Research papers and midterm exam studying generally get their own day separate from homework assignments. I like writing essays in 1 or 2 sittings, but if you like to spread it out just break up the essay into manageable pieces and do it over multiple weekends, or do the pieces between classes (see next bullet point).
After blasting through most of my assignments over the weekend, during the week I generally only have to do busy-work that is assigned at the end of classes and continue studying for midterms that week. I easily finish these assignments in the breaks between classes during the day.
With this strategy, I always complete all of my homework well before dinnertime, and often have days when I don’t have any assignments to do. I use this free time for club meetings, hanging out with friends, going to the gym, marathoning Netflix, pursuing hobbies, working a job, whatever.
I also use this extra time to be able to study for exams much more effectively - when you don’t have busywork assignments floating in the back of your mind, it is much easier to focus. You will study more productively and effectively, and with much less stress. Exams are worth way more of your grade than the homework assignments you blast through each weekend, so it’s best to be able to focus exclusively on them Monday - Friday.
The best part about this strategy is that your workload is heavy on Sunday and sometimes Saturday, but you get to relax Monday - Friday. You basically have a 5 day weekend every week, assuming you enjoy going to class.
If anyone also uses this method, I’d love to hear from you or hear your variants/study suggestions! If anyone tries out this method for 1 or 2 weeks and finds that it works for them, I’d love to hear about it! If you try it and hate it with a fiery burning passion and loathe me for even suggesting it, I’d love to hear about it!
I believe in you!<3 No matter what study method you choose to use, just do your best and exceed your own expectations.
Anonymous said: hii, could you possibly do a imagine where the reader is like really freaking shy, especially when jeff gives her hickies 😂 but then he like comfort her about it say that the reader doesn’t have to be shy? basically just a really sweet and loving jeff. thank you! 💓
your p.o.v ━
you were currently walking down the hall with one of your close friends, hannah baker. you were both quietly chatting about the long school day you had, both thanking god that it was friday.
as the both of you neared your locker, you saw your tall boyfriend jeff, leaning against it with a tired expression on his face.
“hi love,” he said, approaching you with open arms and a tired smile. you walked right into his strong arms, instantly wrapping your arms around the middle of his torso.
you were too short to reach his neck, even on your tiptoes. once you felt his arms wrap around you, he pulled you as close as possible against him mumbling a tired, “i love you.”
you grinned, pulling back a bit and tilting your head to gaze up at him. “i love you,” you whispered, biting your lower lip as both of your eyes stayed locked on each other.
“um, i should probably get going,” hannah laughed, making your eyes snap towards the brown haired girl, but you stayed in your position with jeff nonetheless.
“we still gonna go eat lunch tomorrow?” you asked, a small smile spreading across your plump lips. she nodded, “for sure, just text me when you wanna go.”
your eyes lit up, “absolutely,” you said, feeling jeff’s hands slowly make their way up and down the small of your back, rubbing you softly. you leaned your head down against his chest, still staring at hannah as she turned to leave.
“have fun you two!” she yelled, making her way out of the school. it was truly a blessing that there wasn’t a lot of kids left in the halls, most of them leaving as soon as the bell rung.
“you need anything in your locker?” you heard jeff mumble, then you felt him lightly kiss the top of your head.
you nodded, “yeah, come on,” you said, feeling your chest tighten as you pulled out of his strong embrace. he grabbed your small hand in his rather large one, walking towards your locker with you right on his heel.
“you still have practice?” you questioned, knowing you would have to walk home alone.
jeff sighed, “yeah, we didn’t have practice on wednesday so coach is making us practice today.”
you pouted, “that sucks, i wanted you to come over,” you said, stopping right in front of your locker, then quickly focusing on opening it. you sucked at opening your locker, usually jeff or hannah doing it for you since you always messed up the combination.
you felt jeff’s eyes on you, watching you struggle, but you were determined to open it this time on your own.
it took you a good three tries, before finally hearing the lock click as you swung your locker door open. “finally!” you huffed, rolling your eyes. you heard jeff’s deep chuckle, making your eyes snap up towards the jock. “what?” you asked, your eyebrows furrowing in question.
he shook his head, “nothing, nothing. you’re just so adorable,” he said softly, giving you a toothy smile. you blushed, turning your head back towards your locker and getting the book you would need to do your homework over the weekend.
“you’re handsome,” you spoke softly, almost mumbling. you were always shy around jeff, but he didn’t mind. in fact, that was one of his favorite things about you, besides your laugh. your little laugh drove him insane, always making him laugh with you even if nothing was funny.
you tensed up slightly, feeling your boyfriend move behind you and wrap his arms around your waist. jeff leaned down, placing a small, but gentle kiss against your sweet spot. you ran your tongue over your lips, tilting your head to the side, your eyes fluttering close.
“i’m going to be so late to practice,” he breathed against your neck, but as soon as the words left his mouth, he started harshly sucking on your sweet spot.
your eyes snapped open, before you relaxed your entire body, causing your full body weight to lean against jeff.
a soft, little moan escaped your wet lips, jeff’s arms traveling to your stomach, lifting up your shirt and gently letting his fingers stroke over your stomach.
this instantly caused you to release a small giggle, your body squirming against him. he laughed too, giving your neck a final kiss before pulling away, as if nothing ever happened.
you looked around nervously, not seeing anyone besides you and jeff, which you were thankful for.
you turned to look back at your boyfriend, noticing his eyes already on you with a small, cheeky smirk on his lips.
you avoided eye contact with him, feeling your face heat up. “you shouldn’t have done that,” you huffed, trying your hardest to look annoyed.
jeff laughed loudly, his laugh echoing throughout the hallway. “you’re so stubborn love,” jeff teased, while looking down at you with twinkling blue eyes.
you glared at him, “how am i stubborn?”
“well,” he started, “the fact that you’re so stubborn about me giving you a hickey because of your supposed ‘shyness’ for people seeing it makes you stubborn,” he stated, his tone sounding smart.
you felt yourself tense, a small frown appearing on your face. you couldn’t hold it in, you started rambling uncontrollably. “look, jeff, it’s not that i don’t want you to give me hickeys, it’s just that i don’t want people seeing it and then later on thinking all we do is-”
jeff suddenly cut you off, his lips pressed roughly against yours. you kissed him back, putting as much passion into the kiss. you felt jeff’s tongue swipe across your bottom lip, almost begging to invade your sweet, little mouth.
you opened your mouth slightly, both of your tongues swirling around one another’s, searching each other’s mouths. you moaned, letting the thick textbook that you had in your hand drop to the floor, making a loud sound as the book hit the floor.
you jumped, gasping as jeff pulled away, his eyes swimming with lust and most importantly, love.
“you don’t have to worry about anyone else’s opinions,” he whispered, his lips wet with your saliva. “it’s just you and me baby,” he continued, staring you dead in the eyes.
your heart melted, a small smile spreading across your lips. “i love you,” you whispered, your hands making their way up his chest, then moving towards his shoulders, gripping them tightly.
jeff smiled, “i love you most.”
♡ ♡ ♡
this is my first imagine for this blog, and there will be plenty more to come! also, please be patient, i have over 25 requests that i need to do, and all will be up asap! thank you!
OK, I'm annoyed. I saw a post a few days ago that said that people shouldn't be upset by the fact that Emma Watson is auto tuned in Beauty and the Beast because all movie musicals are auto tuned.
So, this is one of the many reasons the casting of a big name celebrity with little to no musical theatre experience bothers me so much. Audiences are starting to think that in order to be in a musical, signing talent is not a necessity.
Also, this person obviously hasn’t seen a musical that was made before the year 2000. Really, even later than that! More like, anything before 2010.
Here’s a homework assignment for this weekend. Don’t worry it’s easy. Look up:
Nelson Eddy and Jeanette MacDonald:
In watching some videos of these wonderful people, you will see how much work goes into the craft of musical theatre and movie musicals.
And, it bears mentioning, that at the time, these actors were “big names” and they were box office draws based on their singing and dancing talent. I’m all for bringing that back. If Hollywood wants to keep making movie musicals, then let’s bring back the movie musical star!
Imagine Jeff seeing Monty bothering you so he pretends to be your boyfriend to help you.
“And remember class, the homework report is due next class, see you tomorrow, enjoy your weekend.”
The bell rings and I put all my books in my bags. I wait for Justin and his friends to pass me so I don’t have to deal with their idioticity. As I’m still pretending to be busy, Monty looks at me and winks.
“Looking good y/n”
“In your dreams Monty” I say while not looking at him, still getting my things together.
“Or in my bed” he smirks while his friends laugh. Idiots. Like I said. I just ignore them as they all walk out. I say goodbye to my English teacher and start heading to my locker so I can hurry up and meet Tony outside. As I’m walking I feel a hand slap my butt. I whip around and of course it’s Monty.
“Don’t touch me!” I spit.
“Relax” he smiles, “I just wanted to feel babe.”
“I’m not your ‘babe’ Monty, just leave me alone” I speed walk to my locker still annoyed that he’s following me happily.
“What’s the rush babe, want to come to my house? I need a tutor” he smirks.
I roll my eyes, “No you’ll need a miracle if you want to pass your classes.”
He grabs my arm “stop playing babe, just come over” I try to wiggle out his grip but he tightens it.
“No, let go off me” when he doesn’t let go I say it louder.
“She said let go man.”
I hear a voice say coolly. I turn around and see Jeff leaning against my locker. His face is serious, but he said it so nicely.
“Come on dude, we’re just talking man” Monty laughs.
Jeff looks at Monty’s hand still on my arm and looks back to him.
“Get your hands of my girlfriend ‘dude’”.
Monty’s face change and he lets go immediately, scratching the back of his neck.
“I didn’t know man, my fault”
“Yeah just walk away man”
Monty looks at me and Jeff one more time and then jogs to catch up to his friends. I look at Jeff, a little dumbfounded from what just happened. I always seen Jeff in the library studying with Clay and sort of developed a crush on him. He seemed sweet. I rubbed my arm, still quiet.
“Thank you” I whispered, “You didn’t have to go through so much trouble.”
“No problem” he smiled, “It felt nice to be your boyfriend for 2 minutes you can say.”
I smile at his comment and closed my locker. “Well thank you, Atkins”.
I started walking down the hall until he called my name behind me.
I turn around and see him become suddenly nervous.
“I-I was wondering if, you know, you wanted to go to the movies tomorrow night”
I smile, “Of course, maybe then you won’t have to be my ‘fake’ boyfriend”
Zach asking you to sleep over at his house - Part 2
A/N: Sorry on such a long wait for this imagine. I hope that it was worth it though. Enjoy my lovelies:)
The final bell rings, signalling the end of class and also the end of the school day. You start packing up your things with shaky hands, your nerves getting the best of you. It’s Friday today. Which means it’s the beginning of the weekend. This also means that you will be going to Zach’s house, staying there for the next couple of days.
You have been able to stay calm and collected the next few days after he had asked you to sleep over at his house for the weekend, but right now you can’t help but start to feel really antsy.
Request: Anon- Jeff request please! “She’s not my girl”, could you make it like something reader overheard? For example she passes her friends, the jocks, on the way to class. But not before she heard Justin say something like, “look Atkins, it’s your girl” And she get’s upset because they’re not dating, but they’re not not-dating either. And she’s upset and mad at school, but he’s her ride home. Then in the car, could reader be petty at first like Jeff asking, bad day at school/practice? And she’s like nope! And he puts his hand on her thigh when he’s driving as she pulls away so he’s like “oh so you’re mad at me?” And he won’t leave until she tells him.
Warnings: None I don’t think. A little swearing, Justin being kinda pervy, Jeff being too adorable for words. I think that’s it.
A/N. Thanks for the request! I’m sorry this took me so long, but I loved writing this one :) I summarized the request, but I feel like I got the gist. I should be answering requests a little more frequently now that I’m getting back in the flow so feel free to keep sending them in. Alright guys, you ready? Enjoy!
(Y/n) hummed to herself as she walked down the hallways, practically skipping as she made her way towards her second period class, weaving through the crowded hallways that usually angered her without a care in the world. She had crashed at Jeff’s last night, after a Fast and Furious marathon had run late, and had skipped first to go home and shower. She had been thinking about skipping the whole day, but she had a chem test in third and couldn’t afford to miss it.
Even the thought of covalent bonds couldn’t dampen her good mood. Things had finally happened between her and Jeff last night. The movie marathon had begun as a friend thing, with Clay, Hannah, and Tony over as well to spend the rainy day watching television and hanging out. As the day had changed to night, first Tony, then Hannah and Clay had excused themselves to finish the last of their weekend homework and get to bed early, leaving (y/n) alone with Jeff. He had merely shrugged once the others had left, flashed a breathtaking smile, and asked if she wanted pizza or chinese for dinner.
The two had been casual friends forever, the way kids in small towns all knew each other, but over the last few months (y/n) had noticed things start to change between her and Jeff. He was no longer the awkward, gangly kid with braces who collected baseball cards, and she was pretty sure he had felt the shift too. Suddenly there was a lot more touching, a lot more teasing, late nights spent texting and lunch periods spent sharing inside jokes. It was amazing. Everyone else had begun to notice too, teasing the both of them about the flirting and the ‘eye sex’, which they both resolutely denied. If anyone asked, they were just friends. But obviously (y/n) wanted more. And she was sure Jeff did too.
Summary: Even though Peter’s been busy with saving the world, you’ve been feeling neglected and unwanted. He notices and decides to do something fun to cheer you up.
Word Count: 2,453 (my longest one so far, holla)
Warnings: heights, panic attack, language, fluff, sad stuff. Let me know if I missed any.
A/N: Alrrright guys, hopefully this turns out okay. I was thinking about making this into a series depending on how much you guys dig it.
If you do, then I will post all about what I’m going to do for the series to see if you guys are interested. Sound good? As always, feedback is definitely appreciated. I never get any, so I don’t know what I’m doing wrong or right. Enjoy!
Ever since Peter told you he was the big ‘ol Spiderman, it felt like your guys’ weekly hangouts and movie nights were coming to an end. Of course you understand that he’s saving the world and stopping the bad guys, but it leaves you worried and afraid for his well being. He always seems distracted around you and it fills you with a darkness. Telling Peter would make you seem selfish, so you bury it, hoping it won’t poke its way through.
Being the shy, reserved, person you are, you definitely had difficulty talking to Peter, especially since you’ve always had a never ending crush on him. After a while of trying to ask him if he could hang out, you stopped. It wasn’t worth the pain of going through to only be rejected once again.
However, what you didn’t know was that Peter noticed you putting up your walls again. He didn’t want to lose you and decided he was definitely going to do something about it. Starting tonight.
am i the only person who loves how fascinated even always looks with isak? like isak could wake up all grumpy and groggy in the morning and even will still look at him like he was the first ray of sunshine. they’re at a party and a nas song comes on so even looks at isak who’s all the way across the room bobbing his head along to the song and even probably internally combusts. on a sunday afternoon, they’re probably sitting on even’s bedroom floor trying to get through the pile of homework they procrastinated over the weekend and isak is stuck on a calculus sum (he seems like the calculus-liking-kinda guy don’t fight me on this) and he probably just groans in frustration and so even scooches over to see if he can understand and help isak. even offers a method of solving and isak just says no and launches into a long explanation on why that won’t work and what other methods he tried already and… even is so utterly fascinated? because his boy is so so smart and pure and beautiful? he can’t believe that isak valtersen actually exists you know?
Spreads for the month of November. Went back to bullet journaling because I missed it so much <3 My relatives from New Jersey came over and I hung out with them the whole weekend so I’m only starting my homework now woops. Also it’s snowing right now and I hate driving in snow ugh.
Warnings: Angst, Fluff, ABUSE - if you are at all uncomfortable with this then I highly suggest you do not read.
Request: an imagine with jughead comforting a reader with nightmares pls <3<3
A/N: Here you go sweet anon! I hope you enjoy ;-*
Your past was rough. But everyone knew that. Your dad beat your mother and sometimes you until the age of 9 when a neighbor filed a police report after hearing the terrible sounds one night. Your father was currently in jail serving a life sentence and your mom had packed all of your things and moved you both back to her hometown of Riverdale.
You kept to yourself mostly, until a raven haired boy by the name of Jughead Jones approached you. He had been intrigued with you the moment his eyes landed on you, he noticed all of your behaviors but never pried, trying to make sure you were never uncomfortable.
Eventually, your past made its way past your lips a couple years after meeting him and all he could do was hug you as you told him detail after detail accompanied with a load of tears. But he never minded, in his eyes you were strong and beautiful and he could never see you otherwise. After that, you both were closer than ever, and you were always there for each other, especially when a good rant just need to leave your systems.
Your mother on the other hand never really did recover. She was always in and out of rehab every few months, claiming she was going through yet another problem. Because of this, she was never really there to parent you, you practically raised yourself. Without Jughead you would’ve truly been alone. Your past plagued you with nightmares. Your mom’s screams for help, your father yelling at her to shut up. And then he would come after you. Night after night the torment continued and each morning you would lock it all away and wait until the next one that evening.
You never let anyone now about the nightmares. They were your own little secret. Jughead had his suspicions when he would continuously see the bags under your eyes, but said nothing.
Now it was another normal Friday night. You and Jughead were both at your house finishing homework so that you wouldn’t be stressed about it the rest of the weekend. He usually would accompany you on Friday nights so that you wouldn’t be lonely. (Your mom had checked herself into another rehab because of ‘attempted drug use”, but you knew it was just another excuse.)
On that night, you had ordered takeout from Pop’s as you both worked on homework for Algebra 2. After you had finished an hour later, you realized just how late it was. “I can’t believe it’s already 10:00.” Jughead quickly looked at the clock to confirm your statement. “Wow.” He commented.
“You turned to him with a look of worry. “Jug, I don’t want you walking home this late, especially with Jason’s death. I don’t know what I’d do with myself if you-.” He quickly cut you off. “Nothing’s going to happen to me, don’t worry. I’ll sleep on the couch here or something.” He assured you. You nodded and went to grab him a few blankets and a pillow so that he wouldn’t be too uncomfortable. He thanked you and then went to situate them in a way that would suit his tall figure.
“I’m go gonna go to bed then, Goodnight, I’ll see you in the morning Jug.” You said as you kissed him on the cheek and then headed off to your room. You brushed your teeth and washed your face quickly before changing into some pj’s and climbing into bed. You sighed softly knowing what was to come when you closed your eyes but persuaded yourself to do so anyway. A few minutes later, you were asleep.
“You lying slut!” your father roared as your mother flinched in her seat. “You know you aren’t supposed to talk to other men! What the hell were you thinking!?” Your mother looked at him confused. “I was talking to my cousin. I haven’t seen him in 5 ye-.” She was interrupted with a loud slap. She gripped her cheek as hot tears ran down her face.
“Don’t talk back to me! You should know not to by now.” He took another swig of what seemed to be his fifth beer. “I don’t fucking care if he was your cousin, you’re mine.” He took another drink. “You and little y/n over there.” He turned to you as you tried to avoid his stare. “Look at me when I’m speaking to you.” He growled as you quickly looked up at him. “I-I’m sorry daddy.” He grinned, “That’s better. “Now,” he walked over to your small trembling frame and came to stop with his arms crossed.
“Any news about school? How are your grades? He opened another beer as he waited for you to answer. ‘Well, we had a spelling test but I…” you trailed off knowing you’d be in trouble. “But what?” He snarled. “I-I-I didn’t d-do so well.” You finished quietly as you looked down. Your father was enraged.
You felt a burning pain on your cheek and shrieked in response. “Why the fuck are we putting you in a damn school if you never learn anything you fucking idiot!!?” he shouted as another strike came down. All you could do was scream when-
You were shaken awake as blue worried eyes peered down at you. His rustled black hair fell in his face as he called your name trying to get a response. “Y/n?” you sat up breathing hard as you gripped the sheets, trying to gain some control over your movements. Stray tears fell down your face as Jughead pulled you into his body trying his best to calm you down. “Shh y/n… It’s ok… I’m here…” You only heard small bits of what he was saying as you tried to calm down.
“Hey, can you hear me? Good. Now listen to my voice. I want you to breathe in and out with me, understood?” you nodded as you listened to his soothing voice and inhaled. “Good job, you’re doing so good, I’m here y/n, I’m here.” You continued to deep breathe and eventually the tears stopped. But Jughead continued to hold you, slightly rocking you back and forth.
“How long?” he finally asked after a moment of silence. “How long what?” “How long have you been having nightmares?” he clarified. You finally detached yourself from him and immediately regretted it when his comforting arms disappeared. “Since I moved here.” You replied quietly.
“What” you cowered and bowed your head immediately muttering a sorry. “No.” he lifted your head up with his pointer finger. “Don’t you ever be sorry. I’m just upset that you never told me about this within the longevity of our friendship.” He looked into your deep e/c eyes and sighed.
“Were they about your dad?” you nodded slowly. He silently cursed to under his breath. “Y/n, I can’t pretend I know what you’re going through because I don’t. But I will ALWAYS be here for you, ok? Always. Even if its 2 am and you’ve woken up with another nightmare call me, and I will come for you. I promise.” Your lip trembled as he pulled you into another embrace. “I’ll always be here…”
Even’s 20th birthday (this is half an hour late in my time zone and I’m devastated, god dammit work)
Isak wakes him up
with soft kisses all over his face and when he knows Even is waking up he moves
his kisses down and starts Even’s day with a happy birthday blowjob and shit if this is what his 20′s
are gonna be like then Even is a happy man
they stayed at Even’s last
night because Even’s parents have this tradition about a birthday breakfast, so
Isak brought his stuff to Even’s after school on Friday and they’ve spent the
weekend so far doing their homework between make out sessions because your brain needs a rest sometimes okay
it can’t all be biology stats
parents are home so they can’t share a shower no matter how much Even tries to
cajole Isak into it
they do eventually
both manage to get showered and make it into the kitchen, their fingers loosely
tangled and their shoulders bumping together, and Even’s parents don’t even try
to hide their smiles at it because if their boy is happy what more could they
Isak is high key
curious about this birthday breakfast tradition because birthdays were never
much of a thing in his household after he hit double digits and he thinks it’s
kinda cute that Even’s parents still fuss over him like that
Even insists that
it’s more because his little sisters are still really into birthdays and
everyone goes all out for their birthdays and Even doesn’t have the heart to
tell them he isn’t really fussed about his own birthday
turns out that the
birthday breakfast is a huge spread. it takes up their entire kitchen table.
there’s a big bowl of fruit, pots of yoghurt dotted around, two filled toast
racks surrounded by half a dozen different condiments and cheeses, and Even’s
mother is plating up generous portions of smoked salmon omelette as the boys
Isak sits down
with Even but he’s kind of terrified that the table is going to collapse under
the weight of all that food (spoiler: it doesn’t)
it feels a little
bittersweet to Isak to see how close knit Even’s family is but he’s damn happy
that his boyfriend has such a loving family. his parents indulge Isak in
telling embarrassing stories from Even’s childhood, although Even laughs along
with them too, and his sisters crow about all the cool things Even does with
them which warms Isak’s heart in a way he didn’t expect
after they’ve all
eaten as much as they can physically cram inside their stomachs Even’s mother
pulls a little cupcake from some hiding place Isak hadn’t noticed and lights
the solitary candle on it before setting it in front of Even and telling him to
make a wish
Even stares at
Isak so intently as he makes his wish that Isak feels like a mouse in the eyes
of a hawk
when the candle is
blown out Even’s sisters immediately start squealing asking about what Even
wished for and he just shrugs and says I
wished to be an only child again with a wink and ruffles their hair when
they shriek in outrage
Even and Isak go on a very slow walk around the neighbourhood to help their
food go down (Even’s mum suggested it and it didn’t actually sound like a bad
idea) and they’re their usual disgusting selves, holding hands and pushing each
other around and then pulling the other back with their arms around their
waist, fogging up the cool air around them with their laughter
they make a quick
stop at the coffee place and Isak asks if the birthday boy gets any sort of
turns out he doesn’t
qualify but the barista does wish him a happy birthday and Even just grins and
pulls Isak into his side and says how
could I not with this beautiful young man by my side
the barista thinks
they’re the cutest thing she’s seen in her whole life
the boys take
their drinks to go and head over to the kollectivet, enjoying the early
afternoon sunshine and each other’s company
they get back to
Isak’s just after 1PM and it can’t be determined who startled more when a dozen
people yelled surprise
both squads are
present as well as the kollectivet (even Linn is there, in her pyjamas but there) and they’re all there to
celebrate their friend’s birthday and Even is so surprised that they considered
him a friend that it takes him a minute to settle into it
despite it being
like one in the afternoon on a Sunday there is alcohol aplenty
Isak knows that
Even knows his limits and doesn’t fuss over his drinking or smoking unless he
can see the telltale signs of an episode and today is not one of those days so
he lays back on the sofa and enjoys a few drinks with his boyfriend and their
when everyone has
their drinks Magnus stands up and makes a toast to Even, wishing him many more years of fun stories and
Even snorts into
his beer but raises his bottle anyway and everyone follows his lead and the
party (if it could even be called that) kicks off
freely and people start talking about their favourite Even story because he’s
been involved in a few of their social events seeing as he’s Isak’s boyfriend
but aside from that he’s just a cool guy and everyone loves him so????????? of
course they’re gonna hang out with him and have stories to tell????????
Noora and Vilde go
into the kitchen and come back a few minutes later with a stupidly big cake
covered in flaming candles and Even laughs about people trying to fatten him up
que Isak telling
everyone about the massive breakfast and now this massive cake but then he looks
over at Even and he’s just like you’re a
beanpole though so like of course people are trying to fatten you up
Linn just tells
Even to blow his candles out before they burn the building down and Even does
that intense staring at Isak again as he blows them out
the candles are
out for maybe .25944932479 of a second before everyone starts clamouring for a
Eva may or may not
get a bit too drunk and emotional and grab Even’s hand and tell him that he’s
amazing and she hopes he has a really happy life with lots of good birthdays
and friends and yep yep yep time for people to start going home if Eva’s
after 7PM most
people have left the flat, wishing Even a last happy birthday on their way out,
and it’s just Even and the kollectivet so he helps them clear up the bottles
and snack food
tipsy so he pulls Even into a hug and kisses his cheek messily and tells him to
make sure his happy birthday sex isn’t too loud because Eskild has to be up
Isak drops the
bottle he was emptying into the sink and goes even brighter red because he wasn’t
even subtly shocked he thought that shit was just in movies but here he is with
a sink full of broken glass
Even only makes it
worse when he winks at Eskild and says he can’t promise anything before
grabbing Isak’s hand and hauling him off into the bedroom despite the fact it’s
barely even 8PM
Isak tries to be
mad but Even keeps peppering kisses over his mouth and hell Isak can’t keep up
his pout when Even does that and Even knows it
they flop back
into bed because it’s actually been an exhaustingly social day and Isak the
Introvert needs to recharge now so he decides that it’s cuddly boyfriend time
and practically tries to get under Even’s skin
they spend a few
minutes just holding onto each other before Isak casually tells Even he has a
present for him and enjoys the surprised look on Even’s face that quickly turns
Isak refuses to
say when Even asks what it is, claiming that Even has to work for it
Even kissing Isak all over until the boy caves in and reaches into his bedside
table and pulls out a joint
I thought we could share one seeing as it’s a special occasion
Even argues that
it’s only a birthday and Isak has a rare moment of breathtaking honesty and
softness and says that there’s nothing more special than the day Even Bech
Næsheim came into the world
he gets another
kiss for that and Even tries to convey all the love he feels for this boy into
they spent the
next hour passing the joint back and forth in bed and enjoying the high
they talk about
the past and the future and everything in between, pressed as close together as
two people can be
start to wander
start slow and lazy and comforting but it never takes long for things to get
heated between them and Isak finds himself sat on Even’s lap with the birthday
boy spread out under him
they both feel a
bit hazy from the weed and the alcohol so they end the day with Isak lazily
riding Even, hands clasped and foreheads pushed together and soft moans warming
the air between them until they’re both spent and slumped together on the bed
when Isak can
finally use his higher brain power again he presses a kiss to Even’s warm cheek
and asks if he had a good birthday
Even just pulls
him closer and whispers that every day with Isak is a good day because what
could be better than spending your day with the one you love
and yeah that’s
cute but Isak needs to know if Even had a good birthday alright he just does
Even rolls his
eyes and accuses Isak of ruining the moment he was trying to make but reassures
Isak that yes he had a great birthday he doesn’t need to worry about that
asleep by 10.30, tangled up in each other