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1. Take a clipboard to school.
You have to be prepared to do homework ANYWHERE at ANYTIME. Carry it in your hand with some paper and your homework clipped onto it and get work done whenever you can. Don’t keep the clipboard in your bag.

Keeping track of assignments and important dates helps clear your mind. You don’t have to worry about remembering everything because all of it is written down. If you have a lot going on at once, start a bullet journal. If you can, divide your planner into sections based on different activities. For example, my bullet journal has 4 major sections: school work, extracurricular activities, community service, and general life issues. This creates order in the midst of chaos and also enforces the idea of taking everything one at a time. Your planner shouldn’t overwhelm you.

3. Get the biggest calendar you can find and hang it on the wall.
The purpose of the calendar is to allow you to establish a general time frame for everything you need to do. PLAN AHEAD. Make sure EVERYTHING is on that calendar. Being overwhelmed by your planner is bad because it leads to a stressful day; your calendar takes on the role of allowing you to see the big picture. Having everything written down on a calendar creates a sense of urgency that’ll decrease the likelihood or duration of procrastination.

4. If you’re taking multiple AP classes, dedicate at least one day of the week to each subject.
I had 7 AP’s so I studied a different subject each day. For example, every Monday was Macroeconomics day. I took my econ review book to school on Mondays and studied whenever I had some extra time. Start doing this 3 or 4 months before the exams in May to avoid cramming and excessive stress.

5. Sleep whenever you can but avoid sleeping on the way home from school.
If you enter your home feeling sleepy the bed is going to be extra enticing.

6. If you NEED to pull an all-nighter (try to avoid them), drink a cup of straight up black coffee (no sugar) and take a 20 minute nap.
It takes some time for the caffeine to kick in so you might as well get some sleep. You’ll eventually get used to the bitterness.

7. Sometimes you need to skip school but don’t skip unless you absolutely have to.
If you do, you better not sleep in! Wake up normally and get to work ASAP. Do the makeup work and turn it in the next day, even if you don’t have to.

8. Study smarter, not harder.
Figure out which study methods work for you. Note-taking is time-consuming so try to find alternatives. You don’t have to make everything aesthetically pleasing to post it on tumblr. In fact, if you’re compelled to take pretty notes just to post it on tumblr, LEAVE NOW. DO NOT WASTE TIME.

9. Do homework for the learning experience instead of the grade.
Don’t copy work from your friends. If you use homework as a study resource, you won’t have to worry about long review sessions before a test. I have never studied for a Spanish test but the lowest score I’ve ever gotten on one is a 93. How? I did my homework.  

Perfection = waste of time. Don’t spend 10 hours writing an essay if you know you can get the same grade by only spending 2. I used to believe that the most important thing was being proud of everything you put your name on but none of that matters when you haven’t slept in 48 hours.

11. Complete the difficult tasks first.
One of the many reasons people procrastinate is to avoid difficult tasks. If you save the hardest assignment for last, you’re more vulnerable to wasting time.

12. This one is very bad because it involves lying but it saved my grade a couple of times: ALWAYS turn in your homework.
Why? Rarely missing an assignment gives you a good reputation and teachers tend to trust hardworking students. If you ever forget to do an assignment and you’re known to be a good student, your teacher is more likely to believe your excuse. Or, if you really left it at home, he/she/they might give you an extra day.

Can’t turn in your essay because you told yourself you’d print it in the morning and forgot? No worries! It’s in google drive! Need a past assignment for reference but have the copy at home? No worries! It’s in google drive!

14. Your study space significantly impacts productivity. Organize your room/space to maximize concentration/productivity.

15. MOST IMPORTANTLY, give yourself some time off.
If you don’t, you’ll eventually burn out and nothing will be able to motivate you again. I like to go watch a movie alone once in a while because it clears my mind for 2 hours. Being constantly bombarded with due dates can lead to massive anxiety issues. And guess what? You can’t get anything done if you’re having multiple panic attacks or if you’re in bed all day because you’re depressed. Take care of yourself. School can wait but your physical and mental health can’t.

anonymous asked:

what about the stairs in the forests!!! and what doc were you watching and would you recommend?

ok so I DON’T BELIEVE IN THE STAIRS IN THE FORESTS! mainly because I’m A Search and Rescue Officer for the U.S. Forest Service, and I Have Some Stories to Tell a) is posted on /r/nosleep so it’s definitely made up, b) the op admits to knowing about David Paulides, and lbr knowing about = being influenced by, so it’s definitely made up, and c) if you read all the way through to the end it stops being even vaguely believable and starts reading like a WTNV transcript, and then he plugs his book, so it’s DEFINITELY MADE UP. however, it is an amazing (read: terrifying) thread, some of it is obviously based on truths/insider SAR knowledge which means a lot of it is probably uncomfortably close to actually being true, and it’s a good Gateway Read into MISSING PEOPLE IN NATIONAL PARKS CONSPIRACY THEORIES, which is where I live now. (plus, if you read this before getting into anything else it imbues every single missing persons case with an unsettling sense of Eldritch horror, which is why I had to turn on three overheads and unfocus my eyes all the way to the bathroom last night at 2am.) 

so yeah, after reading that /r/nosleep thing for the first time I drew a line under it and moved on until SOMEONE (ahem@roundtop) sent me a link to an article called How 1,600 People Went Missing from Our Public Lands Without a Trace (on a legit and sensible outdoorsy people website), like ‘haha, stairs in the forest!’ and I SWAN DIVED DOWN THE RABBIT HOLE. thus: the documentary-watching, staying up till 2am and spending all day today trying to find copies of David Paulides’ books for less than $80 inc. postage. 

THIS DUDE DAVID PAULIDES. he was in law enforcement before, for some reason, deciding to become a ~*~cryptozoologist~*~ and certified gung-ho Bigfoot conspiracy theorist, and through that found out about how many people had disappeared without a trace from National Parks in the U.S., did 7,000 hours worth of digging, and wrote a bunch of books about it. his books are called Missing 411 and are about the ridiculous number of people who go missing in National Parks, the usually weird circumstances around their disappearances, the fact that when people are found (dead or alive) it’s often in places miles and miles and sometimes waaaaay higher up mountains than where they disappeared from, and all sorts of creepy crap to boot. like they can’t get bloodhounds to find a scent, or they find tiny children miles away from where they got lost, barefoot, without a scratch on the soles of their feet, human remains being found years later in places that were search dozens and dozens of times. not to mention the National Parks… People (? I really don’t know enough to be making this post) are aware of what’s happening but don’t keep a list of the people who’ve gone missing on their lands. 

(which is all part of why I’m A Search and Rescue Officer for the U.S. Forest Service is so freaky – enough of it (people being found miles away, kids being found up mountains, the people in charge being cagey about it all) sounds real that you can believe it was actually written by a SAR Officer. heebies!) 

it’s all real nightmare fuel, if you’re the sort of person who is absolutely terrified by all this Scary Forest Disappearing People Unexplainable Deaths stuff, i.e. me. luckily I can’t afford to buy any of them! phew! however, I haven’t let that stop me from a) SCARING MYSELF SHITLESS and b) BECOMING A TIN HATTER, and it shouldn’t stop you either: you can read loads of stuff over at /r/missing411, listen to one of his initial interviews (in which he talks about how he was approached by two park employees in plain clothes who were like ‘please investigate this, there’s SOMETHING going on and it’s so goddamn weird’) on Coast to Coast AM (which is, like, a paranormal radio station… I’m sorry), watch a bunch of Paulides’/CanAm Missing Project’s vids about disappearances on youtube, and listen to hours worth of interviews and late night spooky radio/podcast discussions with Paulides. 

the documentary I thought I was watching was Missing 411, which is based on his books and Kickstarted by the public in 2015, but it turns out that they’re apparently shopping it around at festivals so it’s not out yet. what I was actually watching (and quickly abandoned) was a weird supercut of all of David Paulides’ tv interviews and some cryptozoologist chatter about Bigfoot. Paulides, god love him, never ever SAYS Bigfoot in any of his books, and everything he presents is 100% factually accurate and extensively researched, but… I think we can safely say he thinks it’s Bigfoot. tbh, after reading about Jaryd Atadero I think it’s Bigfoot. I mean, goddamn. 

so, yeah. I’ve finished reading every search and rescue story on this blog (Hunt for the Death Valley Germans is LONG but awesome), I’ve got West of Memphis ready to watch after work tomorrow because I remembered how much I love that case and spooky true crime things, if you have any related LINKS or STUFF about This Shit then REBLOG THIS/MSG ME AND TELL ME, or if you have a copy of a Missing 411 book you wouldn’t mind mailing to me then LET ME KNOW, and in conclusion I can’t believe America is so fucking huge and unkind, goodnight.

Hands To Myself

Roughly inspired by Hand to Myself by Selena Gomez. 
Just a side note that I really can’t write smut, I feel incredibly weird so I do apologize for the cliff hanger ;)

Can’t keep my hands to myself
No matter how hard I’m trying to
I want you all to myself
You’re metaphorical gin and juice

I mean I could but why would I want to?

It was convenient that Tom and [Y/N] lived right across the street from one another. It meant that they could just walk over and not have to worry about the awful London traffic. Or even that if they drank a little too much, their home was just a few feet over. It was great. What wasn’t convenient was that Tom and his best mate, Harrison, always, like clockwork played basketball every morning. And [Y/N] had the front row seats with her window facing the cul-de-sac they played on. 

[Y/N] had never been a sexual person. She just kept her hands in her lap and behaved like a good girl but ever since she had starting dating Tom, it was getting a lot harder to maintain the proper ladylike persona her parents had raised her to have. It seemed that even the simplest movements Tom would make would send her senses into overdrive and force her to have the mind of horny thirteen year old boy. And [Y/N] could bet money that Tom had no idea what he was doing to her, he was always such a gentlemen when it came to her personal space. Of course they would cuddle and have make-out sessions but he was always aware of where his hands would be. And [Y/N] loved that for the most part, she was adoring that Tom wasn’t acting out on his hormones and was being respectful of her body because her body wasn’t a piece of property that he could invite himself into whenever he pleased. But, there were days where she wished he would just use all his pent up sexual urges and show her what she did to him. 

And it didn’t help that this morning, Tom was shirtless. The sun was kissing his body and causing every curve and dip of his muscles glisten from the sweat that was covering his upper body. It was a taunt and it was driving her insane. She stood by the window, watching Harrison and Tom play for a few more minutes before she decided that she needed to do something to get the idea of what laid beyond the shorts that were covering the rest of him out of her head. 

Splashing cold water on her face, she looked in the mirror and noticed a small purple mark poking out from her shirt. Wincing, she pulled the collar down to inspect it a little more. She would admit the night before was one of their more friskier nights, Tom had never left a hickey before. It left her flustered and she could bet that seeing Tom this morning made the feelings come back twice as hard. Blowing air out of her mouth, she dug around in her drawer to find some concealer. Even though she was twenty, her parents would freak the hell out that she was engaging in any kind of physical contact with her boyfriend. If she didn’t still live at home, she would have shrugged and went on about her day. 

Dabbing some on until she felt that it was hidden enough, she closed her eyes when she heard the victory yells from Tom. Gripping the counter, she looked at herself. She could feel herself getting hot at the thought of what more could have happened the night before if her parents hadn’t came home so early. Swallowing hard, she told herself to get a grip. 

Walking towards her closet, she threw on some running shorts and a matching sports bra. Reaching around her jacket, she zipped it up halfway. [Y/N] needed to run off her hormones, put something else in her head. Walking into the kitchen to grab a protein bar, she noticed a note from her parents. 

Went shopping at the mall and then going to see a film. After that we’ll be going grocery shopping. Be home right before 6. Send a text if Tom and Harrison will be joining for dinner so I’ll be prepared. xx mom

Plucking the note from the fridge, she laid it on the counter and sent her mother a text saying that most likely Tom and Harrison will be coming over. Four out of the seven days, they normally did. Grabbing a sip of her water, she headed out the door. 

“[Y/N]! Come play with us, Haz needs all the help he can get.” Tom chuckled. 

Walking over towards the two boys who were dripping with sweat, she placed a peck on Tom’s cheek and patted Harrison’s shoulder. “Love to, but I’m going to go run a few miles.” 

“Ew,” Harrison groaned. 

“Ew, yourself.” [Y/N] responded, sticking out her tongue. She turned towards Tom in time to find him rake his eyes over her attire. Biting her lip, she tried to ignore his lingering gaze over her exposed torso. 

“I agree with Harrison, why are you running?” Tom asked, “You could get in your daily exercise right here with me.” He motioned towards the basketball hoop.

[Y/N] really wanted to respond with something inappropriate but decided against it. It was only going to make her situation worse. “I’ll pass, but maybe next time. I’ll see you in an hour.” 

“An hour?! How many fucking miles you plan on running, [Y/N]” Harrison sputtered. 

Shrugging, she started to jog backwards, “However many I can run in an hour, Haz.” Shaking her head, she smiled and blew kisses towards them and turned to face forward and headed off. 

[Y/N] had needed a lot more than an hour to get her mind off of her sexual thoughts about Tom. She had ran for thirty minutes before she slowed to a walk to give her burning legs a rest and in that time, she had made up five million fantasies. All of them ranging from innocent fluffy to extremely fifty shades. After walking for another thirty, she decided to run back to the house. Figuring that Harrison had probably either gone home or knowing that Tom would be spending time with her and went inside to hang out with Sam and Harry. 

Slowing down her pace when she spotted Tom sitting on her porch in the comfy bench her mother had insisted on spending four hundred dollars on. She smiled as she hopped up the steps, “Hey you.” 

Looking up from his phone, Tom smiled back. “Hey yourself. I thought you said you were going to run for an hour? How many miles did you clear?”

Shrugging, [Y/N] unzipped her jacket all the way, fanning herself with her hand. She hated to feel so hot that the only thing she wanted was to peel off her own skin. “I don’t know maybe five or six? I wasn’t tracking it but I reached the fountain and came back.” 

Tom whistled, “Look at you speedy.” He chuckled and got up from the bench to hug her. 

“No, I’m gross.” She whined. 

Pressing a kiss to her forehead, he shook his head. “No, never. Impossible.” 

Trying to ignore the skin to skin contact, she pushed him away and rolled her eyes. Reaching into her hidden pocket for the spare key to her house, she unlocked the front door and walked in. “Did Haz go home or is he with the twins?” 

“The twins,” he responded, following her in. 

“So, he’ll be over for dinner too? I was supposed to tell my mom for sure.” 

Tom shrugged, “I dunno. I’ll ask him,” texting Harrison, he slid his phone back into his shorts pockets. 

Chugging some water to cool down, she tossed him a gatorade. “You going to eat dinner with my parents with just that on?” [Y/N] teased. 

Leaning against the counter, he crossed his arms, the well-defined muscles flexing and tightening made [Y/N] lick her lips. “Are you going to wear that to dinner with your parents?” He squinted his eyes, pushing off the counter, he walked towards her in just four steps. His thumb rubbed against the spot on her neck where she had covered with concealer. “Bloody Hell, your father is going to kill me.” He muttered. 


Tapping your neck, he chuckled. “I’ve given you a hickey. I guess the sweat from your run rubbed the makeup off.” 

Chewing on her lip, she shrugged. “I’ll cover it back up when I get dressed. No big deal, they will never know.” 

“Good because that is not a conversation I want to have with your father.” He shuddered at the thought of being confronted by one of the seriously intimidating men he had ever come to meet. Tom reminisced to the time where he had first met her father, he was ready to piss himself. 

[Y/N] shook her head and laughed, knowing exactly what he was thinking about. She could have keeled over and died from laughing so hard at her father and Tom’s first encounter. She had to reassure Tom that her father really did like him after the first few times and he had even told her that he preferred Tom over her past boyfriends. 

“Hey Tom?”

“Yes, love?”

She fidgeted with the bottom of her jacket, running the zipper up and down causing Tom to look at her with a confused look. “How long have we been dating now?”

Tom tilted his head to the side and did the math in his head. “A little over two years, why?”

“Do you not find me sexually attractive?” 

Tom choked on his spit, completely blind sided by her question. “I’m sorry, what?!”

Avoiding his baffled stare, she sighed. “Am I not sexually appealing? Like, is there a reason why we haven’t had sex?” 

Tom seriously couldn’t believe the words that were coming out of her mouth. He moved in her line of sight, speaking softly, “Hey, look at me.” Waiting until she met him, he smiled softly. “Are you seriously asking me that? If I didn’t find you to be sexy, I wouldn’t have left that hickey on your neck. Of course I find you to be sexy. I find you to be sexy all the time, [Y/N].” 


“Really.” Tom confirmed, shaking his head at how crazy her question was. He chuckled a little before pressing a kiss to the corner of her mouth. “Have I thought about sex with you? Yes. But I, it’s not, I don’t. Sex isn’t just something we do because it feels good, [Y/N]. I want it to be special, meaningful. We’d be sharing ourselves in a more personal way and I might be ready to do that but you might not be.” Cupping her face, he smiled again. “I would never want to pressure you into something because I don’t have to have sex with you to know that I want to be with you. Is it difficult, yes, especially when you wear things like what you have on now.” His eyes trailed down her and then back, “But, I love you for you not for sex or anything else. It would just be an added bonus.” 

[Y/N] couldn’t help but blush at his words. Again, he was always so respectful. “I love you, Holland.” 

“And I love you, [L/N]” He pulled her into a hug, the kind that she melted into. [Y/N] would swear up and down that Tom had different kind of hugs. And the way he was hugging her now was her all time favorite. It made her feel warm and fuzzy inside, almost like she was completely safe and nothing could harm her all while feeling the love radiate from his body. 

Pulling away a little, she took a deep breath. “What if I’m ready now?” 

Tom’s eye sparkled a little as he studied her expression, “Then I’d plan it to be special.” 

“No, like now.” 

Now?” Tom asked in surprise. 

“Yes, like right here, right now.” Wincing and giggling lightly, she shrugged, “Or well in my room, not here in the kitchen, that’d be weird. We eat and cook in here.”

Tom pulled apart from her completely, looking her dead straight in the eyes. “You want to have sex right now? Really? Are you sure, [Y/N].” She could tell he was getting flustered, “What if your parents come home? Or Haz decides to just come over? Don’t you think it’d be more special if I had planned it out to be romantic?”

“I love you, Tom, I really do but when has anything you’ve ever planned romantically gone according to plan?” She raised a brow, waiting for him to answer.

“You have a point….”

She grabbed for his hands, “I think it would be special right now. Don’t think I haven’t notice the looks you’ve been giving me when you think I’m not looking. Isn’t passion what makes it special?” 

“Bloody Hell,” Tom mumbled as he ran a hand over his face. “You’re going to kill me, absolutely kill me.” 

Sparks | Joshua Hong

Originally posted by misskoalacouture

Pairing: Joshua x Reader

Genre: Fluff

Summary: Joshua and you spend the day at the beach/board walk

He makes my heart flutter. He might not know it or feel it, but I feel it.

“Y/N?“ Joshua waves his hand in front of my face from across the table. I smile shyly and look down at my hands.

"I was thinking about something I’m sorry.” Joshua laughs and there goes my heart again. His smile was so bright and warm.

"As I was saying, did you want to go to the bonfire tonight at the beach?“ Joshua asked. 

"Who’s going to be there?”

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Saeyoung - Valentine’s Day Special

  After you chose the happiest member, but with a tragic past, as if affected by a spell, you felt tired. Your body was heavy and your eyelids were closing instinctively. Just as if you hadn’t slept for days. You gave up quickly, without reading the messages.

 Some hours later, you woke up feeling a lot better. Unlikely before, your body seemed extremely light. However, you weren’t expecting that.  Everything seemed wrong.

  You were in a strange place, lying on a couch and everything was a mess. What you made you more confused was how that room was identical to Seven’s. After playing his route so many times, you were sure about it.

  While looking around, you found your phone. But seeing all those Honey Buddha Chips made you hungry. You would be so happy to eat it with Luciel.  That’s when someone suddenly appeared.

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Do You Care? (Scarlet Heart Ryeo! Wang Wook)

Type: Angst Fluff

Request: do you still do scarlet heart requests? if so, could you do a wook imagine in which y/n is his wife and ever since hae soo came, y/n started to be distant from her husband, one day just letting all her emotions out, and thats when wook realizes how he really feels about her. its kind of angst to fluff hehe thank you!

It’s not that you two had an overly romantic relationship in the first place. You loved him and you always hoped he loved you too. But you were pretty sure he didn’t really have any real feelings for you. You could see the way he looked at Hae Soo, the way she had changed once she woke up. “Y/N” you hear as your head peaked up, you gave him a light smile “yes” you respond “would you like to go for a walk?” Wook asked lightly as you looked down. “I am fine you can go” you respond as his smile faltered a bit but went back to normal “alright, I will see you later then. We will eat together?” he asked “possibly” you tell him. He didn’t fight you about it and left. 


You sighed as you had hid yourself in your room away from Wook and the others. Wook even noticed that you had withdrawn yourself from him. He didn’t know why you were like that or what he had did but he knew he had to have something to do with it. He knocked on the door to your room before he opened it. “Hello” he spoke as you looked up from the book you had in your hands “hello” you said calmly as he sat down across from you. There was an awkward silence between the two of you, your eyes went back to your book and for a few moments he remained silent but then cleared his throat. 

“Y/N” he says as you look up again “have you been avoiding me?” he asked as you closed the book “no” you tell him as he sighs “you have. We have not had a real conversation in days” he told you. “You have been busy” you tell him “but we still eat and walk together, everyday” he spoke. “I have not been in the mood” you tell him as he frowns. “Why?” he asked “you are not pregnant correct?” he then asked thinking maybe you have been going through mood swings or something like that “no I am not” you tell him as you roll your eyes. “Then what is it?” he asked annoyed. Your jaw clenched as you looked him in the eyes. “I said nothing” you told him as he sent you a glare. 

“Tell me what is wrong” he said through his teeth “Hae Soo” you told him as your eyes began to well. “She is all you talk about or see. I understand our marriage is not grand but I would like if you told me you have feelings for her " you spoke harshly as you quickly covered your mouth. You too a deep breath. “I cannot stop your feelings nor can I keep you from her but I would just want to know” you finish as he doesn’t speak. “Please leave” you spoke as he looked up “what?” he asked “leave please” you insist as he nods getting up.


Wook had ventured to his library where he began to drift into deep thoughts about how he felt for you. He did care deeply for you but he also cared for Soo. He sunk more and more into his thoughts about it.You were jealous which lightened his heart. You still felt deeply for him even after all the years you had been together. He smiled lightly as it all came into view for him. You loved him and he loved you. He loved the little things. Your cute sneezes, the hours you could spend talking about a book, and how you had to touch many thinga in nature when you went on your walks. All things that most wouldn’t pick up on he did.

He lifted himself from his chair to search for you. He didn’t expect you to go too far and you really hadn’t. You were still moping in the same spot as he reentered. “I care for you” he simply says. “Only you ” he finishes as you look at him unsure. “You are my wife for more than politics. You are my wife for love and care as well” he spoke as you felt yourself heat up at his words.

{hi hello hey here comes a wall of text because I haven’t blogged in soooo long and I have all this stuff built up and I’m on mobile and have no idea how to do a read more so sorry just keep scrolling if you don’t wanna read okay bye}

so my Grandmaster posted this on my Facebook today.

(and yes, before you ask, he has “Master” listed as part of his name because he’s trained for like 50 years and nobody refers to him by his first name okay enough disclosures here)

if you’re just tuning in, I train in taekwondo. I have been for a couple years now. I’m currently an advanced blue belt. and I’ve loved it for the most part. It’s been a huge part of my life, yadda yadda yadda. read my “steph does taekwondo” tag if you want more backstory

recently I’ve been having a hard time. I have thought about quitting a lot. my main instructor predominately teaches at another dojang now, I only see him in passing maybe once a month. I miss him a lot. There was just a black belt class that tested, and most of them will stop training regularly. We’ve had a ton of changes in people, class time, focus, etc.

sometimes I’m the only adult training with a bunch of kids. sometimes grandmaster is too busy and the class is largely unstructured. sometimes he’ll tell the black belts to do one thing, he takes the white belts, and then I’m left to just figure it out. I do a lot of poomsae on my own.

in fact, since my instructor is at the other school right now, I’m alone a lot. Grandmaster largely ignores me.

the other day, we had an unusual class of 10+ people, 8 of them lower rank than me, so I was at the front of the room (we line up in order if that makes sense). Grandmaster stood opposite of me, calling out various kicks and drills he wanted us to do. he commented on everyone’s performance - “B, nice job. C, kick higher. R - switch your feet.” etc etc. except me. he said nothing to me or about me and I was two feet in front of him. it was as if he was looking through me. I even purposely did the wrong moves for one drill just to see if he’d notice or say something. He didn’t.

a couple Saturdays ago, we had a “poomsae seminar” with a master from Korea that Grandmaster has known forever and really respects. it was three hours long. THREE HOURS. and guess how many times we did each Taeguek form? once. the first 2.5 hours were spent on just punching, kicking, stretching, and having to do punishment push-ups and stuff because the younger belts couldn’t focus and kept mouthing off. I got a good workout, but I was sooo frustrated by the end. I was anticipating spending much more time going through each form, getting specific feedback, etc. the seminar was for colored belts, they had a separate seminar later that afternoon for black belts, and that’s exactly what they did. they all said they loved it.

Monday’s class, Grandmaster asked students what they learned during the weekend’s seminar. Each black belt stated something that the visiting Master taught them - the timing for a poom, clarification on whether it’s a blade hand over a fist, the height of the kick or the degree of the turn. they were all happy with it.

Grandmaster turns to me and asks me what I learned. I said “nothing new” which I immediately realized was the incorrect answer. He said, “nothing?” and I explained that I had envisioned spending more time doing the actual poomsae forms, since the seminar was called “poomsae seminar.” I said that I felt like it wasn’t for me and that I wasn’t interested in doing another seminar.

He. Went. Off. On. Me.

And I know I’m overly sensitive. but he began ranting about how dumb I must be to think that we would have done poomsae for three hours, that poomsae is made up of each individual movement and that the focus was to strengthen each piece so that the whole would be stronger, and that he was watching me at the seminar and I was making a lot of mistakes and that it’s foolish of me to think that I don’t need to work on the basics and how dare I think I deserve to go to nationals if I can’t even withstand a simple seminar

I just kinda bowed my head and said okay and tried to not cry. he walked away from me and left me to practice my poomsae. but how do you practice after that? he just told me to do individual pieces, not the full forms. I have four different forms that could be selected for competition - which do I choose? do I pick the part I’m least familiar with, knowing he’ll come by and tell me every little thing I did wrong, or do I do a part I know real well? but then I’m not practicing really.

I was kinda frozen there when he turned away from the other students and back to me. he said, “well go on then, Stephanie.” and I replied, “I don’t know what you want me to do.”

he began speaking again but honestly I didn’t hear any more of his words. because now is when I started crying. I work so hard, spend countless hours in the dojang, practice over and over, watch videos of other competitors to see what they do, and all I want is for him to see me and acknowledge me. I don’t care if all he does is correct me, at least that’d show that he’s watching. at the state competition last month, he didn’t watch me perform. He didn’t give me a pep talk before or criticism or praise after. he didn’t even wave from across the room. my instructor watched me; he was the only one.

I had just burst into tears in the middle of class and he. Kept. Talking. He didn’t soften his tone or do anything to show that he even realized I was upset. I, completely embarrassed, said “I gotta go” and ran off the mat. I went into the bathroom where I proceeded to have a full blown anxiety attack. It took several minutes for me to calm down. Finally, i got it together enough to leave the bathroom, grab my gym bag, return to the bathroom to change my clothes, and walk out. I heard him ask, “are you okay?” and I said no and just kept walking. I cried all the way home.

that was April 17, the last time I went to class. the next day, he called me. at least, I think it was him. I don’t have his personal number. He called at 8:30pm, the time the last class ends - no one calls me then. But I was too scared to answer. He didn’t leave a message.

I have a lot of other things going on in my life right now, including a job promotion that starts Monday and my continued house hunting, and I decided to take a little break from training. It’s been a major source of stress and I don’t need that negativity right now. I didn’t really choose a specific timeline for a break - I had my gym bag in my car but each day chose to drive home instead of to the dojang. As each day passed, the more anxious I felt about returning. I thought - “what if he’s mad? what if he yells at me again? what if I have another anxiety attack?” So I haven’t gone back.

I also thought - “what if he doesn’t care? I could just never return, would he notice? Would he say something?”

So on one hand, I’m glad he reached out to me on Facebook. Because he must care at least a little. On the other hand, I’m apprehensive. What if this just blows over and then he goes back to ignoring me?

Sigh. So that’s where I am right now. I don’t know if I’m going to nationals. I don’t know what will happen. I don’t know when I’ll see my instructor again. I don’t even know how to reply to his Facebook post.

but I do know I’ll be in class on Monday.

Little Steps

So this is my first contribution to TXF fandom and my first foray into ff for an extremely long time. I never thought I would write ff again, but you simply incredible writers have inspired me so much and… this little piece is kind of the result of that. So, if it’s read or not, I’d like to thank you all for doing what you do and getting this little one writing again. 

Pre-revival, Post-IWTB. MSR angst. 


He comes to her in the dead of night and the thought prods at the back of his mind that this never used to be something to be anxious about.

In the early days, Mulder had never really worried if Scully would be happy to see him. His wild and reckless young mind had never entertained the idea that she wouldn’t let him in, be perfectly willing to hear his next mad-cap idea.

And then, as the years passed, Mulder has always known that Scully may sigh and roll her eyes, say “ Mulder, it’s late ” in that exhausted way of hers, but the smile at the edge of those lips would say otherwise and he’d slip past her into her living room and down onto her sofa before she could change her mind. (He knew that she wouldn’t.)

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blackvampirecat311  asked:

McCree, Soldier and Junkrat with a s/o they kidnapped, the s/o can have lots of orgasms and they like to take advantage of that. Till s/o is a crying babbling mess >\\\\\\\<

I’m just gonna do one shot drabbles of them discovering how much their partner cums if that’s okay? And if you want something larger I will do it for a specific character at a time.

Jesse McCree

He was used to forcing you to go down on him to be honest, he never really considered going through the trouble of taking you until tonight. He smelled like cheap whiskey and sweat when he undressed you, making you cry out and hic in fear. It wasn’t long before he was inside you, his eyes rolling back a bit as he bit his lip.

“Damn darlin’…you’re a tight one aren’t you..” He panted as he started to thrust in, his thick girth stretching you further. “I knew an angel face like you wouldn’t be loose.” He smirked as he picked up speed, causing you to drag your nails down his back in pain and pleasure, it didn’t take him more than a minute in that pace to have you crying out and writhing beneath him, your entrance tightening as he slowed down to look at you in a ragged shock before smirking a bit. “Well well well, beautiful..Didn’t realize I was that good..” He commented as your face burned and you lied limp below him.

“ gah~” You moaned weakly as he began to thrust again, smirking as you bit your lip, “Jesse please~! You got what you wanted, please stop, its too much!” You cried as you finished again, this time twice as quick as you grew more and more sensitive to his thrusts until finally succumbing to the pleasure, moaning nonsense below him, phrases between, “There~” or “I’m cumming~” Over and over, finally being freed by him finishing deep inside you.

Jack “Soldier 76″ Morrison

The first time you came, he could hardly tell. You had been bound and gagged, and with how rough he’d been fucking you, he figured your screams were in pain, it took him several days to notice that when he fucked you your cheeks and nose turned pink and that no matter how fast or slow he went you’d tighten around his dick, your eyes rolled back.

“Don’t make a mess..” He smirked, stimulating you with one hand while using the other to prop himself up as you whimpered weakly, he’d found out your biggest weakness, he’d spend hours making you moan and shake under him, only letting himself cum when you could manage to call out his name, which came out weak and gurgled between things like fake, “I..ll..ove y..ou..”s and “I..cant..take”.


He loved making you cum, the wetter the better. It made him feel masculine and sexy and like he was a sex god, he did whatever he could to get you going as many times as possible, tonight while you laid tied to his bed, shivering in fear of how hard he was going to fuck you this evening he hummed about, making sure your restraints were nice and tight and your legs were spread wide for him.

“Jameson…this position, it’s embarassing..” You blushed as he glanced up with a raised brow. “I’ll…do whatever you want if you just..untied me..” You pleaded sweetly before he laughed.

“No can do sweet cheeks, I wanna see ‘ow good mah tongue is.” He smirked wickedly, his tongue showing off a shiny silver piercing that made you shudder in anticipation, your face burning at the fact that it aroused you so much. He gripped your thigh firmly with his non-prosthetic before leaning down and biting his lip nervously. ‘here goes nothing.’ he thought, self conscious about his skill before running his tongue up and down causing you to bite your lip, your eyes welling up with tears as you  fought the need to scream out his name. When he finally hit your sweet spot with that cool little ball on his tongue you cried out in pleasure, your nails digging small pink crescents into the palms of your hands.

“James~!” You called sweetly, causing his eyes to widen as you arched and moaned, “It feels …t..oo good..” You whimpered weakly as he continued eagerly, pressing his fingers in and out roughly, every now and then curling them upwards. “S-stop it…I’m cumming..” you gasped as he began to get more rough with his tongue, the speed picking up until you were soaking it in your juices, his boyish sweet eyes turning to a dark and mischievous leer. He sat up, licking his lips before pressing himself to you with a low groan.

“Cmon love…call my name again..” He smirked.

Jikook/Kookmin in BTS Run ep.11 (1st 10min)

Pls let me rant a little bit (okay maybe not a little bit, you can just skip straight to the pics if you don’t wanna lose your precious time reading my complain)

1st of all, fml.

2nd of all, I hate living in the dormitory with limited internet access.

So yeah, yesterday I had time, and I saw many interesting Jikook/Kookmin interaction/moments, so I decided I should do screencap again. I was so excited capturing capturing and  capturing until I realize I had no freaking internet access anymore. All the data was gone at freaking 3pm.

Yes, I lived for 9 hours without any internet access. And coincidence much, the road was so icy yesterday that all the public transportation was cancelled, delayed etc. It was too dangerous to go outside. And no, I’m a loner. I’m currently studying abroad, so my family is not here with me. I had no one to spend time with…  ㅠ.ㅠ

I’m surprised at myself, how did I manage to overcome it yesterday? xD

3rd, I decided I’d still post everything I did yesterday. I’m pretty sure you’ve watched the ep many times and recognized plenty of their moments (I’ve only watched it once, ughhhh  ㅠ.ㅠ). But yeah, I don’t want all my internet data yesterday goes to waste, so yeah, here I am.

I did not make anything up. It is what it is. You decide it for yourself ^-^~

Ah, I probably won’t do the rest, nor do this in the future. Not until I can find another way rather than screencap on the Vlive website because it takes so much data :-(

Jikook/Kookmin harmonization while looking into each other’s eyes~

Staring (as always)

But really, you should check this part. The stare was pretty intense for unknown reasons (you can see the timing in the pic)

This is when our bunny tried to imitate/create an angelic smile for his angel hyung xD. Kookie ah why so cute?

When he looked forward to Jiminie making an angelic smile

And after Jiminie smiled, can you notice the difference in these 3 reactions?

The other two were like “ugh kinda disappointing”, but our Kookie still had those heart eyes on him. Then the others started making fun of Jiminie’s smile (devil smile or sth (?)) so he joined force with them as well, but too late Kookie ah, noona saw you there xD

*whisper* he’s in love, so in love, deep in love *run away*

Here comes the flirting Jin xD. Watch Kookie’s expression. He’s smiling here

but right after Jin was done flirting and blew a kiss to Jiminie, the focus started shilfting to Taehyungie, Kookie did his mouth thing again. Coincidence much? I think not  ㅋㅋㅋㅋ

This is when our Ssang-namja of the group was about to show his tsundere-caring side, who were you facing? Who did you look at, baby bunny? xD

Well, you see all in this pic, lemme look into your eyes even tho no one is looking at anyone (actually, perhaps Kookie is looking at Jiminie as well, who knows, only they know >”<)

Pls forgive me, I was distracted by angel Jimin… Look at him, my hearteuuu is not fineeeee  ㅠ.ㅠ 

You already have Kookie, don’t be greedy and give my heart back, Jiminie ah~!

Okay, last one, excuse me, Jeon Jungkook-ssi? EXCUSE ME? You’re acting, you’re supposed to look at our pretty transfer student like the left pic, why are you shifting your eyes to the charming cute angelic class leader next to ‘her’? FOCUS PLS, FOCUS! xD He did not even say anything, just stood still there.

Yeah, it’s not funny, because it’s early in the morning, and I’m freaking late to work. fml again. Hope that you enjoyed it somehow. And I’m sorry again for this crap, I just feel bad if I abandon it.

Thank you very much, hope you all have a nice day ^-^~


A/N: So, this one is long. I plan on continuing this storyline as a series with multiple chapters, as long as you guys enjoy it. I have it organized in my head and am very excited for what’s to come. I hope you guys like it. If you would like me to continue it; like it, reblog it, or simply send me a message. I wanna provide content that you want to read! I love you guys.


“Ya! Don’t lie to me.”
“You’re even speaking English, you must be angry.”
“I’m going to be angry if you’re lying about this opportunity.”
“I am not lying. SM sent an email to me this morning. They’re expecting an answer by tonight.”

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Tagged by the lovely @chogiwaeeee (thank you I love you long time!)

Rules: Answer the 10 questions I give you. Tag 10 people and give them new questions to answer as well.

1. What are your top 3 biases and bias wreckers in Kpop?

Biases: GD in the flesh – top to bottom so freshly dressed, Kyungsoo
Bias Wreckers: Taeyang, Jongin his wrecking was so strong he’s basically soft spot bias now
These are the only ones that have remained over the years haha!

2. If you were to be put in a room with your favorite person, what would you say to them?

If I was in a room with Kyungsoo and there wasn’t a language barrier. I would say:

“Thank you for being brave enough to follow your dreams and to share your craft with the world. It’s been an absolute privilege to be your fan and I would do it all over again if given the chance. It makes me incredibly blessed to know that the owner of that warm soulful voice is so hardworking and (for lack of better word) beautiful. My admiration for you will continue to be pure and supportive. I love you *formal bow*”

Was that too extra?

3. If you had to choose between the four elements (water, fire, earth and air) which would you wish to control?

I’ll always be an air nomad because my house in high school was air element. ~

Long ago, the four nations lived together in harmony. But, everything changed when the fire nation attacked.

4. Describe how your number one bias makes you feel.

‘Warm and fuzzy’. Keeping it short and sweet, like him. (ʘ♥ʘ)

5. If you were to be stuck in an elevator with a member of EXO who would it be and why?

Despite my undying affection for Soo, I would honestly love to chat up a storm with Jongin about dance and his love for the stage. We have some things in common. Like our love for Kyungsoo. (☞゚ヮ゚)☞ ☜(゚ヮ゚☜)

6. What are some of your hobbies outside of kpop?
What other hobbies?

  • Dance (I feel like I need to clarify that it’s hip because I’ve been told I look like a “contemporary girl” before.)
  • Read (always always always fiction novels or manga)
  • Arts and crafts

7. What other groups do you listen to and follow?

10 Year Big Bang fan here! Everyone from YG including HIGHGRND and THE BLACK LABEL, AOMG, IU and many more (during 2008 - 2012 years it was pretty much everyone)

8. What is your favorite Kpop song?

I have too many sub-categories so I’ll just pick the songs that mean the most to me:

  1. Big Bang – Haru Haru (my kpop blackhole song) ಥ_ಥ

  2. EXO – My Lady (EXO’s first teaser, the KAISOO teaser and the song I wanted to release the most out of all teasers)

9. If you were to be turned into an animal what would you be and why?

  1. Dog – I could be someone lonely’s best friend.

  2. Jellyfish – because they have no brain, they’re pretty and if you touch them, they’ll sting the shit out of you. Great life.

10. How would you describe your sense of style?

Monochrome street wear with the occasional denim blue.

My Questions:
(I know it’s not brain science or rocket surgery but this was hard! I tried to be creative)

  1. How did you discover EXO?

  2. Would you rather spend 10 minutes with your bias and were allowed to take as many photos as you want OR go on a 2 hour date with no photos or record of it ever happening?

  3. If you could swap bodies with any EXO member for a day, who would it be and why?

  4. If you could Ctrl + Z and Ctrl + Y on EXO, would you end up with the same bias?

  5. Would you be a backup dancer, makeup artist, vocal trainer or production director (PD-nimmm) for your favourite group?

  6. If you were an additional member to EXO, what would your superpower be?

  7. What Kpop song hits you HARD emotionally e.g. association with a memory?

  8. Do you game and/or watch anime/read manga?

  9. Given the choice, would you rather be able to sing or dance exceptionally well? (I wish I could riff and run up in this joint)

  10. If you could have any 1 Kpop artist sing at your wedding, who would it be? Inspired by this:

What concept do you want EXO to do that we haven’t seen yet? (excluding throne)
I want them in black bodysuits being all ninja assassin-esque and shit
Kyungsoo would be the hottest sniper as long as he’s got his contacts in

I’m curious: @perfsoo @squishy-do @fyncten @kyungsuoo @dazedjongin @chanyeolsoo @dika-dika @penguinsoo0112 @princeksoo @poodleyeol @darklordkyungsoo @tellmewhatiskaisoo @tellmewhatislove @dazzlingkai @dyodorant @daeksoo @aeedee @sehunkais @chogiwaeeee (I just want to hear your answers hehe) @ksooup (whose mirror is a liar) @wifan @asexyeol  @kaisoo-is4walls @toomanyfeelsexogdi @ohsehunpai @my-bobohu @dyo-alone @saintksoo @xoxododio @prettylittlexo




i love brother?nudibranches?


i don’t think saying that out loud did anything..

well, .. when you’re sad and feel dead inside, it takes a while to appreciate things you love in life sometimes. no matter how many times he tries to make you laugh or how many hours you spend looking at sluggos and queuing up 100+ posts of them..


htthtthtthtt!!!! Happy birthday to the birthday boy, @therealtripleboy​ The King of Bitstrips, the Muncher of Rawmonds, It’s the Freaking Triple Boy! I’ve known Bobbu for quite some time now. We were Lunch Pals in highschool, but the Powerful Force that is our 

took off after I moved to Turkey and turned into a PC GAMER. We would spend HOURS playing Gmod Cinema. I said “playing” but all we did was watch music videos in small private theaters and have our characters ~ACT DANCE and ACT MUSCLE as we giggled. We did this for hours. For many days. We also played a lil thing called PIRATE SHIP WARS and our constant giggling actually pissed off our friend in the skype (Wowzers, skype huh? way back then) call because he couldn’t fathom how we were able to have fun playing it. Well the thing is, when you’re doing something with THE Triple Boy, it’s gonna be a good time. I found that out way back then and it’s been non stop refresher courses on the subject of Bobby = Good Times whenever we hang out. Everytime we hang out I’m doubled over in laughter at least 3 times from something he’s said or done. He is so effortlessly funny it’s unbelievable.  A kind and wise man. I aspire to Be Bobby. What Would Bobby Do? WWBD? Mucho Gracias Bobby, my compliments to the Chef. We joined this site together, founded the Likers together, did it up at Frostburg together, brought about the Neil Breen Crusade, were the sole champions of Dolby Axon, the numab one fans of Robert Muldoon… We got it and get it everyday. 
I have a lot of favorite bobby moments, alot of iconic moments in skype, dolby, The Adult Likers, The Chomes. All the games we’ve played. Him fucking reading all the Ice and Fire books just so he can make funny references to it, him introducing the trailer for Randy’s Adventure to a room of college kids, his transformation into a yoga foodie pinterest mom, so much, but I’ll tell what I think is my favorite.
When we were at Frostburg I lived in an apartment just down the street from him. He recently got some kefir and wanted to show me. It’s basically bacteria that he put in a jar with sugar water and the kefir would kinda absorb the sugar water, recycle it, and you could drink the recycled water for some probiotics. We started to talk about how what we were drinking is essentially bacteria piss water, and I took a sip and said it was pretty good. And with a delivery akin to how Mike Hanford would say it, and with such a self satisfied look on his face he said, “My compliments, to de chef.”
Welcome to the Dr. Pepper Club Bobby,Love ya. Let’s get it.


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redraw of some Daniel Platzman fanart I did back in July 2016.


ok guys: time for some motivational speech. as you can see, all types of art take their time, it’s not just talent (you don’t necessary need talent to be good at something), it’s mostly hard work. I can’t count how many drawings or sketches I’ve done since last year, but I can assure I spend drawing at least 4 hours a day, even more sometimes. now I’m quoting something this ^ guy in the pic once told me: “don’t get discouraged when you aren’t where you want to be, find small ways to improve […] keep grinding. keep creating”. and now I say the same thing to you all: don’t give up on something you love just because you don’t feel you aren’t good enough. work hard and you’ll see how that pays off after years, months or even just weeks. be patient, work hard, find a way to get where you want to be. x

anonymous asked:

Hey Nissi! I wanted to ask you since you've done LDR. My bf is moving to another state 3 hours away from me. We've done long distance in college but wasnt as far. He got this really nice consulting job where he'll be making pretty good money. I'll still be back at home with my parents deciding on grad school. How did you cope with a move. I'm just scared for us.I feel like he'll be experiencing so many new things and traveling... (Continued)

(Continued) I’m happy for him, he pushes me to do better but at the same time we’re working on trust/communication and with only summer left to spend with each other I want to make sure we’re at good place before he leaves. He’s also brought up the idea of moving there and going to school there. Idk what I want to do with my life which already scared me.
I think that as much as long distance is difficult, it can be helpful for a relationship. What I mean is when you’re in a relationship you can fall into the habit of making choices based on someone else. Your schedule, your hobbies, even your goals can depend on that one person.
Sometimes space is a good thing. You will miss him. But you will also finish school, figure out your own goals and passions. And the fun of the relationship will be you both, supporting each other, and sharing how you feel
That’s how it was for me. I missed my boyfriend terribly. But because 3 of the almost 5 years we’ve been together was long distance, we had to focus on our own goals and lives, as well as the health of our relationship. As a result, were both fiercely independent and also madly in love with each other. So the long distance sucked, and we tried to see each other as much as possible, but the space didn’t hurt us.

I got tagged by @kyungkong. Thank you for tagging me!

Rules: Answer the 10 questions I give you. Tag 10 people and give them new questions to answer as well. 

1.How did you discover EXO?  
My sister found out first and then she showed me videos with suju, infinite, shinee and after a while exo debuted and we started to listen to their songs and watch videos with them

2.Would you rather spend 10 minutes with your bias and were allowed to take as many photos as you want OR go on a 2 hour date with no photos or record of it ever happening?
umm 2 hour but I really want a picture  T^T

3.If you could swap bodies with any EXO member for a day, who would it be and why?
Kyungsoo bc I love him lol

4.If you could Ctrl + Z and Ctrl + Y on EXO, would you end up with the same bias?

5.Would you be a backup dancer, makeup artist, vocal trainer or production director (PD-nimmm) for your favourite group?  this is hard……backup dancer or makeup artist idk

6.If you were an additional member to EXO, what would your superpower be?

they have all the cool superpowers. what else is there?…see through stuff idk kill everything I touch lol….no wait I would see visions and shit yep I would see the future 

7.What Kpop song hits you HARD emotionally e.g. association with a memory?  EXO- Sing for you and Kyungsoos ost for Cart(that song is making me a crying mess)

8.Do you game and/or watch anime/read manga?
I read manga and watch anime like tokyo ghoul, attack on titan, these two are my fave

9.Given the choice, would you rather be able to sing or dance exceptionally well? (I wish I could riff and run up in this joint)
sing. I like to sing but I’m not good at it

10.If you could have any 1 Kpop artist sing at your wedding, who would it be? 


What concept do you want EXO to do that we haven’t seen yet? (excluding throne)

well I’d love to see them kick ass, like really kick ass not like in wolf or lotto where they just fought a little. idk like assassinate someone really powerful and bad and having these plans and weapons and shit bc they would look totally badass. like imagine Kyungsoo beating someones ass like in I remember you wow just wow. and they should also use their powers again !!!

Ok so my questions are:

  1. Who would you have a duet with in exo? (idk dance or sing if you could bc I really can’t do anything but I’d love to sing and dance with Kyungsoo and Lay bc I love them)
  2. What are your favorite EXO performances? (like in award shows like mama or live somewhere)
  3. Who is your Bias in Exo and name one thing you really love about them?
  4. What’s your favorite anime/manga and movie?
  5. What’s your favorite Exo song?
  6. What’s your favorite Exo dance move? (bc mine is the thing they do at the begining of lotto when Kyungsoo sits on Sehuns leg and Suho in monster when he does the thing and then dabs afterwards)
  7. Did you watch Hyung?(bc I watched it twice and cried a lot and I need to talk to someone about it lol) other movie/drama that you watched with an exo member?
  8. Favorite Exo album?
  9. Favorite kdrama?
  10. Who’s your dream Exo subunit? (I really want chansoo to be in a sub unit with kai or sehun)

I tag: @jun-mama, @penguinsoo0112, @chanyeolsabs, @zyxng10, @kittychen, @perfsoo, @poodleyeol, @happykyoongday, @ksooya, @pikayeollie, @prettylittlexo, @sarcasticjuiceboxes, @kyungsuoo

so guys i thought a thing

what if there was a surprise inspection or guest like some important professor comes in pretty late into the museum for a tour and larry is like OH MY GOD NO and he has teddy and sacajawea (the official Responsible Adults) frantically herd all the exhibits into their places and tells them to stand as still as possible while larry distracts the professor person as long as possible

so cue awkward tour through museum while everyone desperately tries to stay as still as possible (the professor keeps swearing they saw something move at the corner of their eye and- hey, wasn’t that statue over THERE a second ago?) and larry is trying to get them out as soon as possible because they are barely keeping this ruse together

things are going badly but nothing’s been blown yet

-the professor could have sworn that those lewis and clarke statues hadn’t been that close a moment ago

-wasn’t teddy roosevelt supposed to be riding a horse?

-why was there a fire extinguisher in the cavemen display?

-was the t-rex always in that position?

-pretty sure those jackal statues are glaring at them

-christopher columbus looks very irritated?? or is it just the professor’s mind playing tricks on them…

-pretty sure that lancelot figurine (why is there a lancelot figurine next to the easter island head?) just checked out larry’s ass

anyways, they get to the egyptian exhibit (one of the star attractions and thereby also one of the ones under the most of the professors scrutiny) and larry’s like “uh so this is the temple of Ahkmenrah, [he begins to obviously imitate someone, but the professor doesn’t know who it could possibly be] fourth king of fourth kings, ruler of the land of my- uh his fathers” and he’s starts melodramatically rambling everything he knows about egypt (basically repeating everything ahk’s ever told him about egypt) very loudly so that ahk can hear him (for two reasons: one, to show off, bc larry’s a little shit, and two, (tears alert) to reassure to him larry is still here, he’s not locked in, everything is fine)

and the professor is impressed like “damn you know a lot about egypt” and he’s like “WELL i have a friend who… really likes egypt”

“who is this friend?? i’d like to meet them”

“uhh… well…”

ahk is suppressing giggles

“uh his name is… [insert reference here. josh. elliot. basically a made-up name bc he can’t exactly say ahkmenrah, can he?]. and he is… an egyptologist! yeah anyways-”

and he sort of gets off track (”he does this thing sometimes where like he rambles everything he’s thinking out loud?? but he only does it when he’s really tired and there’s not too many people nearby it’s adorable. anyway that’s how i learned in way too much detail how, exactly, that particular river plant could be used to kill a man in like a thousand different ways”)

(ahk is smiling in the dark bc larry knows these things and knows him better then anyone ever has- bc his brother went psycho and his parents were always more the pharoah and queen then his PARENTS, even they did love him very much- they weren’t the type you could spend hours and hours with talking about cute boys or herbs or philosophy)

and the professor’s like ‘wow ok obviously this guy has less of a passion for egypt and more of a passion for his ‘friend’ (bc tablet guardians if i want to, bitches) but it’s sweet’


and just

oh my god

there is so much more in my imagination right now

like if ahk sneezed (bc the sarcophagus is very dusty and his wrappings are prob undone considering he was prob already half out when the professor arrived) so basically larry and this important professor are like chatting (larry is desperately trying not to sound stupid, but even if he doesn’t actually believe it he’s hella smart and capable so he only comes off as a bit awkward and the professor is very impressed) and the professor is like

“What was that”

“uhhHHHH well probably nothing”

ahk sneezes again (bc in my experience sneezes tend to come in pairs)


“oh no”

so maybe they gain a new ally up high if this guest is a good guy

(later they’re told ahk and larry’s ‘friend’ are one and the same and the all of the exhibits sympathize with the professor’s belief they are perfect for one another, despite the potential conflicts of one of them being a four-thousand year old undead egyptian king and the other is a middle aged single dad working as a night guard)

and when there are conflicts (someone wants ahk to go on tour through america, or someone wants to replace the sacajawea model with a newer one or someone has the brilliant idea of getting a wax figure of jean-baptiste for sacajawea so they can get that shit done) now they have more weight to throw around and get shit done or prevent bad things


or maybe not

maybe nothing happens (barely) and then at the end the professor’s like “well you are very well informed mr. daley, i’m impressed. so are you an intern here, or a professor?”

“uhh… i’m just the night guard”

“……….what? really??”

bc he knows A LOT about history due to both research to deal with/help out the exhibits and the exhibits themselves, and he’s smart and intuitive and shit and the professor is just very impressed like wow

maybe mcphee comes along later like “it seems you impressed our visitor very much, mr. daley” and he’s smiling and larry gets like a pay raise which is great

idek there’s just so much potential guys yes