i hope i can make more now that i don't have exams

Soulmate AU Story Ideas

Because I am complete trash for Soulmate AUs, I decided to try and make a post about them. Hope you guys like it! ♥

✖ Soulmate AUs involving measurement

[ Time // Countdown ]

  • Where for whatever reason, your clock is stuck/frozen/it’s not counting down anymore but it hasn’t reached 00:00:00:00 yet and you’re freaking out because this hasn’t happened to anyone before.
  • Reverse one where the clock starts at 00:00:00:00 from the moment you’re born and stops counting the moment you meet your soulmate, so it’s like a reminder that “It took me 19 years, 11 months, 20 hours, and 13 seconds to meet you, you fuck, and you do it by spilling coffee on me, thanks, now my laptop’s broken—what, you’re buying me a new one? Okay.”
  • Your soulmate clock is actually a countdown of how long your soulmate has left to live and holy shit you have to find your soulmate soon because your clock says you have three months left (for angst maybe).
  • Alternate version of above where your clock is a countdown of how long you and your soulmate have left to find each other or else you both will die because the universe is sadistic af—and if you find your soulmate you get to live longer.
  • Another alternate version of above where you and your soulmate’s clocks have each other’s life spans on it but you can give your time to your soulmate if you want to so they can live longer. Again, because the universe is sadistic af.
  • The soulmate clock is actually something breakable and you accidentally break yours or vice versa.
  • Alternate version of above where someone purposely breaks their soulmate clock so they can be with someone they fell in love with that isn’t their soulmate/they are strongly opposed to the whole soulmate idea and want to defy the system.
  • Your clock is counting down too fast (as opposed to everyone else’s) and you have no idea what’s going on anymore.
  • It’s been a busy week and after finally having some time to yourself, you just happened to look at your soulmate clock and see that it’s already at 00:00:00:00 and you don’t know when that happened because you don’t religiously check your clock either.
  • Your soulmate clock is actually telling you what time it is where your soulmate is currently at (could include AM/PM/time zones or not, for example 3:46:31 MDT).
  • I already wrote something similar to this but a countdown au where your soulmate has died and you two still happen to meet each other (one is a ghost, one is alive) and the other finds peace after the meeting.

[ Distance ]

  • Where you actually have a compass instead of a clock, and it leads you to where your soulmate should be.

✖ Soulmate AUs involving colors

[ Eyes ]

  • Reverse colors AU where you can see in color but once you meet/marry your soulmate your world turns black and white, this is how people can tell that married couples really love each other because they’re willing to give up a world of colors for their soulmate. If your soulmate dies you get to see color again.
  • Between you and your soulmate, only one of you can see other colors and the other sees black and white. Like you can see all the other colors except black/white/grays, and the other one can only see in black/white/grays. If you two meet, you’ll get to see all the colors.
  • You can see colors but realize that recently, with each passing day, your world of colors is becoming a little duller and you’re panicking because you don’t know what’s going on, or what it means, or if your soulmate is okay.
  • You can see colors and your world turns black and white but it doesn’t necessarily have to mean your soulmate is dead. There can be other factors that will result in a black and white world like losing eyesight, but you don’t know that.
  • You will be able to see the world in full color once you meet your soulmate but until then, you can only see the world in the eye color of your soulmate. However, you can alter the color your soulmate can see, for example, by wearing contact lenses. Like if you wear blue contact lenses, your soulmate sees the world in blue, purple makes them see the world in purple and etc. And you realize each day/week you get to see the world in a different color because your soulmate is being all cute and would want you to see every color there is and they probably have a huge collection of contact lenses by the time you both meet.
  • Everyone is born color blind and their sights are fixed once they meet their soulmate, or your soulmate is blind and you have the choice to give them your sight, but it’s irreversible and if they die, they take your sight with them.

[ Hair ]

  • If you dye your hair, your soulmate’s hair color changes as well and you swear the moment you see your soulmate you will choke them because you just woke up with your hair colored like a rainbow and it’s your first job interview at a prestigious company what the fuck. Oh, and your best friend just took a picture to post online and wait—what, how many likes is that?
  • Like the above AU but you only get highlights for the dyed color of your soulmate’s hair. If your hair color returns to normal, it means your soulmate has returned to their natural hair color too.
  • Related to the first two AUs—you decide to get revenge on your soulmate by dying your hair the most absurd color combination you can think of and the exchange goes back and forth until you meet each other. It can be that if you meet, you two can dye your hair without affecting the other anymore.
  • If your soulmate dyes their hair your fingernails turn into that color (like nail polish?) and you’re hoping your soulmate isn’t bald by the time you meet because it’s the fifth time the past two months that your nails have changed colors.
  • If your soulmate dyes their hair, your eyes turn into that color and you wish your soulmate wouldn’t change it again because you really like this shade in your eyes.

✖ Soulmate AUs involving any kind of body mark

[ Tattoos ]

  • You and your soulmate have identical tattoos on your wrist about the date when you’ll meet each other. Place and time can be included (as opposed to the countdown AUs).
  • Like the countdown AU, an alternate version where it’s your soulmate’s date of death that’s tattooed on your skin.
  • Where a tattoo isn’t set from the moment you’re born and whatever tattoos your soulmate gets, you get it too and it’s all cool because you kind of like the designs, except you also feel the pain of getting a tattoo and that sucks because you’re kind of in the middle of an exam right now and it’s getting harder to concentrate on your work.
  • You remove your tattoo because you hate the idea of someone dictating who you can be with for the rest of your life and the person who’s removing it happens to be your soulmate and they’re torn between letting you know and just not bringing it up because you kind of went there because you didn’t want a soulmate and vice versa.
  • Your tattoo is only half complete and it completes itself the moment you find your soulmate, like if you had half a heart, you’d get a full heart on your skin.
  • You’re not sure if the other half of your tattoo should end with this person’s words, or that one’s—wait, I think it might end with the phrase of that other person too. It’s just a very open-ended sentence…
  • You don’t have a name tattoo on your wrist, meaning you probably don’t have a soulmate but you didn’t want your friends to tease you about it so you had a tattoo made on your wrist about some name you picked at random because your friend said she wanted to see it soon. And then somehow there’s a person claiming to be your soulmate and they’re kind of cute and sweet so you don’t know what to do.
  • Because the universe is sadistic af, it only gave you the first letter of your soulmate’s name.
  • Your tattoo is like a mood ring, it changes its color depending on what your soulmate is feeling at the moment and you’re not sure exactly what rainbow means.

[ Scars ]

  • The only way for your scars to disappear is when your soulmate kisses them goodbye.

[ Others ]

  • Whatever mark you get on your skin your soulmate gets it too so one day, you just kind of just get a sharpie and start writing on your skin. You definitely didn’t expect to get a reply, but you did. Now it’s five in the morning and you’re just about covered in ink and this will be a pain to wash off later.
  • Imagine the above point but like, your soulmate maybe falls off a bike and you write on your arm what happened, and your soulmate replies to reassure you everything’s okay. Yes, you always carry a non-permanent marker to write on your skin at all times.
  • You accidentally fell down the stairs and broke a leg, oh, and fate must love you because it seems your soulmate also broke the other leg (or something else) and whatever happens to the other, you feel it too (no actual injury but you feel the same amount of pain) so now you’re in the hospital and you happen to meet your soulmate in the waiting area.
  • Wait, imagine the above point but way into the future and you’re about to give birth and your soulmate must be cursing you and rolling on the floor by the operating table or the waiting area screaming murder and punching walls while crying. Also periods, yes periods. Okay, I’ll shut up now.
  • You can choose to take the pain of your soulmate away. Like if they’re sick or even if they just have a paper cut, you can choose to transfer the pain/sickness to yourself instead and they’ll heal. You can only do it once you meet them though, since what happens to them doesn’t happen to you, unless you transfer it to yourself.
  • Like above but what if the pain becomes two times or more worse. Imagine someone afraid of pain, and the other soulmate shouldering everything or maybe you can half the pain your soulmate feels if you can’t handle taking everything on your own.
  • Alternate version of above two points where you can also transfer your pain to your soulmate. Imagine the payback you can do.

✖ Soulmate AUs involving reincarnation

  • There wasn’t a soulmate system in place before, now it’s about a thousand and more years later, and—wait, aren’t you the person that killed me in that back alley?
  • Where you’re reborn with the memories of your soulmate and you can only get your past memories if you meet each other again in this lifetime.
  • You somehow find a diary/journal of your old self and read through the contents of how you met your soulmate centuries ago.
  • Your soulmate was an artist of centuries ago, and currently, you’re an art student at university (or not but you’re taking an arts class). Then one day for a field trip, you go to a far-away museum and you just find yourself staring at what was your reflection, wearing different clothes to fit the timeline but it was definitely a split-image of you, on one of the framed displays.
  • Alternate version of the above where your soulmate still was an artist of centuries ago but you were there too, and you both were able to meet again in this lifetime. You don’t remember anything but you’d be at the museum, looking at the picture that looks like you with curiosity until your soulmate (who remembers everything) comes by and asks you what you think of the painting.
  • You’re sent to an insane asylum because everyone is convinced you’ve lost your hold on reality since you’re the only one that remembers everything from your past life. Also, that new doctor is your soulmate.
  • Your soulmate from the past life is not your soulmate in this life.
  • You become a writer and your series of novels become extremely popular, but what they don’t know is that you’re retelling your previous life where certain circumstances made it so you and your soulmate did not end up together but your soulmate promises to be with you the next lifetime. At a book signing you open the book cover of a fan’s copy to see something written on the front page: “I’m sorry I took so long.”
  • You don’t remember anything from your previous life but your soulmate does—your first meeting under the tree with the broken swing in summer, the way you smiled when you met each other again at the start of the school year, your eyes that were filled with such mirth and depth and beauty, even the way your hands fit together like missing piece of a puzzle—everything, even the gasps for air, the coarse little pleas, the way you stared with a look of betrayal until your bright eyes became nothing but a dull sheet of color at the hands encasing your neck in a vice grip.
  • You keep going to this place, and you always notice another person here too. Neither of you know that this is the place where the both of you had died/first met in the past life.

✖ Soulmate AUs involving dreams

  • Kind of a reincarnation AU where you’re losing the distinction between reality and dreams because when you’re asleep, you actually relive your past life, and you’re not sure if you’d much rather stay in the past or in the present anymore.
  • If you’re on separate time zones, when you sleep, you see the world in the eyes of your soulmate at present time. You see the world through your soulmate’s eyes, what they’re eating, who they’re talking to, the contents of the essay paper they’re trying to finish, but if they look into a mirror/reflective surface/picture, the image is blurred so you don’t really have a clue what they look like.
  • You see your soulmate in the eyes of their friend instead.
  • Imagine that soulmates just have this ability to dream together/meet each other in your dreams regardless of whether or not you two meet in real life. Your dreams could then be like a real-life video game, for example, you two could be in a zombie-apocalypse type of dream and you both would try your best to help each other out. If one gets bitten/dies you wake up and your soulmate is there to tell you everything is alright or tease you how you couldn’t shoot fast enough and then you’d both go back to sleep and maybe start round two.
  • Just like the above point, imagine how you and your soulmate could pretty much be with each other even after you’d both gone to your separate homes/shared bed.
  • Your soulmate is dead and the only way you two can see each other again is in your dreams and everyday your soulmate tries to make sure you know they love you and will always be there for you the moment you close your eyes and retire for the night.

✖ Other Soulmate AUs

  • You and your soulmate can communicate with thoughts and your soulmate happens to be a math major and you really need help with this test right now.
  • On some days, whatever your soulmate thinks of is something you can hear in your mind and your soulmate is currently reading really hardcore smut fics and you’re trying so hard not to mess up this class presentation which shoulders half your mark for the semester.
  • You get to share the same talents as your soulmate and you probably hit the jackpot because it’s the first time you’ve ever touched this instrument but you’re quite the professional at it, what? Shredding? I don’t know what that is but—oh… hey okay, I just did it I think.
  • The Red String of Fate exists, and only some people have the ability to see the strings, and these people can actually cut strings and knot other people’s strings in to alter the soulmate laws. Your best friend’s wedding is tomorrow and they know you can see the string. They ask you to help them defy the laws of the universe and help them be with the person they love even though they know that’s not their soulmate. You know they love each other so much so you help them, even though the person your best friend’s marrying/your best friend is your soulmate.
  • How about like the colors AU except it can be your voice or your hearing instead that comes and goes when your soulmate dies. Imagine how your soulmate’s voice is the first and the last thing you’ll ever hear.

So I decided to just make a post of all the ideas I’ve thought of so far for each theme! I tried to think of things I haven’t read before but I’m pretty sure with tons of people out there, some of these are sure to exist already. I was also planning to write more but maybe next time, my heart hurts already from typing these ;////;)’

I hope you guys like it though and please feel free to add on to this or make these into stories please I’ll love you forever and tag me please I’d love to read them.

++ justfandomwritings is queen of Soulmate AUs, and I’d like to dedicate this to her because she’s amazing and so much more ♥ ^^

How not to panic before an exam

Hi everyone ! I’m a panic person. Everytime I had an exam, I use to procrastinate and panic the day before the exam…. Not really good … But if this also happens to you, here are a few tips !

Before the exam

A few day before the exam, or even the day just before, you seem like you’ll never make it, just CALM DOWN.

  • You still have time. The exam is not right now, so it means you stil have hours before !
  • Now just breath deaply and try to calm down. Do not look at your desk yet.
  • Go get some fresh air, even if it’s for 5 minuts. It will give some air to your brain, and help calm down and prepare to focus.
  • Once you’re calm and focused, go back to your desk (or wherever you’re studying). Even if you think this is desperate, just do it ! It is better to know a bit than nothing (”You know nothing, Jon Snow”), right ?
  • Call some friends or pupil from your class, and see if they can help you with all the things you have to learn.
  • Now, you can relativise : This is just one exam in your life. That is nothing more. So ok, maybe you won’t get the maximal grade, but you have other exams, no ?

The night before the exam

  • Go to bed as early as you can, because it is useless to go to an exam when we’re tired.
  • Drink a tisane, and read a last time all your notes.

During the exam

So this is it ! Here we are !

  • Do not panic, once again. Take a deep breath and go, you’ll lost time by panicking. 
  • Do not give up during the exam, even if it seems really horrible to you. Just do the best you can, and stay focused.
  • Chew. Studies has showed that we are more concentrated when we are chewing.
  • If you have the time, read once again all you have written (just in case)

Finally, the last thing very important is to not compare yourself to others ! Everyone is different !

I hope it will help some of you ! If you have question, just ask ! I’m here :)

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SO instead of doing anything productive I wrote a little drabble for @miracusims given the angst/heartbreak in the newest update!

Piper blocked Louis’ number. Louis is positive it won’t last long. Him and Pipes are best friends. She just needs time. Right?

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anonymous asked:

Kackaaaaaaaa I love you, you're THE BEST! Happy birthday! Promt for Bellarke: we have friends with benefits relationship (even though I secretly love you) but now I'm pregnant and I don't know how to tell you bc I'm afraid that you'll freak out.

Ahhh thanks! <333 Hope you like it! (ao3)


Clarke only feels moderately weird about letting herself into Wells and Bellamy’s apartment when she knows they’re not home.

On the one hand, the spare key they gave her is supposed to be for emergencies. On the other hand, she’d definitely consider being covered in someone else’s vomit an emergency.

When she applied to teach elementary school art, she’d known she’d probably come home messy most days. But with paint, and clay, and glue stuck to her skin. Not from a kid accidentally losing his lunch on her when he came to say he didn’t feel well.

It ended up being more show than tell.

Her principal had given her the go-ahead to cancel the rest of her classes for the day, but going home meant becoming the vomit lady on the bus, and it’s just so much easier for her to go two blocks over to use her friends’ shower.

Wells is the most generous person she knows; she can’t imagine he’d say no if she asked. And Bellamy… well, they’re not exactly close. He’s mostly just Wells’s roommate, Octavia’s brother, the friend in her group she’s least connected to. But he’s a teacher too, and the ultimate Mom friend. Even if he made fun of her endlessly, even if he bickered her into buying him a beer in exchange for the slight addition to his water bill, even if she had to face his smug smile, he wouldn’t actually bar her from using his shower in a time of crisis such as this.

None of those things are out of character for Bellamy. He loves giving her a hard time, and she’s had enough of that today. Which is why she doesn’t text them for permission first.

Instead, she smothers the slightly guilty feeling in the pit of her stomach, dumps her clothes in the wash, and lets out a long, shuddering breath when she steps under the spray.

It feels a little weirder when she reaches for the shampoo on the shelf. It’s just– she hasn’t had a significant other, or even a one night stand, in quite a while. The last time she used someone else’s products, allowing someone else’s scent to cling to her skin and hair, was ages ago.

“Too long ago, apparently,” she grumbles to herself, working her hair into a lather. “Maybe it’s time to get you laid, Griffin.”

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anonymous asked:

I'm going to go to high school next year and I don't want to end up like 7th and 8th grade year right now. And I mean by being extremely last minute and messy. Do you have any tips for High School? Thanks :)

Hi! Well it sounds like you have the perfect premises - a fresh start with new teachers (probably?) and it seems like you’re willing to change something! I’ll try my best to give you some quality advice, but if anyone has tips they want to add, please feel free to do so!

1. Not Being Last-Minute

In other words, beating procrastination. I’m not really the best to ask since I don’t usually procrastinate, but here are some great masterposts on the subject: 

Generally, my number one tip would be to just start. Even if it’s five minutes – at least you did something! And five minutes easily turn into 40 because once you’ve started, things get easier as the task isn’t some huge abstract and intimidating concept, but just one page of words in your textbook. 

If by “last minute” you mean “late to class”: Set your alarm earlier and try to stick to that routine every day. Make sure you have enough time in the mornings for breakfast, getting dressed, and everything you need to do without being in a rush. If possible, take an earlier bus/train or leave ten minutes earlier if you walk. Pretend your lesson doesn’t start at eight (or whenever it does), but a quarter of an hour earlier. If you’re ten minutes late then, you’ll still be five minutes early.  

2. Stop Being Messy

  1. Organisation: 
    1. get a good calendar and bring yourself to actually use it!! Write down assignments, deadlines, to-do’s and everything you need. Bullet-journals are also an option, but they usually cost more time and can lure you into procrastination very easily. Find out what works best for you! 
    2. Get folders/binders for every class, if you want to in different colours, in which you put every single worksheet. Every. Single. One. If you frequently find yourself saying “this worksheet isn’t hole-punched so I can’t put it in my folder, I’ll do it when I get home” (but you never actually do it and it ends up crumpled up somewhere), you might want to look into portable hole punches. 
    3. Pack your bag the night before with all textbooks and folders you need the next day. Always bring pens/pencils, water, and notebooks/paper for notes. Also keep in mind you may need special equipment for P.E., arts, and maths. 
    4. Always do your homework. 
  2. Notes: 
    1. Your notes don’t have to be super Aesthetic™, but they should meet two criteria: One, they should exist, and two, they should be legible so you can actually study with them. 
    2. To make them exist, always have paper and a pen in front of you in class. Don’t listen to the voice in your head telling you “You don’t need to write that down, you’ll remember it!”. Chances are, when you’re in exam stress, you won’t remember it. 
    3. Write down whatever your teacher writes on the blackboard, and always correct mistakes you made in your homework (don’t erase the mistake, just write the correct solution in the margins so you’ll remember where exactly you went wrong). 
    4. Ask. Questions. Studying with two pages full of notes about a topic you don’t understand isn’t easy. 
    5. To make them legible, you should use a good pen that doesn’t smudge or hurt your hand after five minutes. You don’t have to rewrite your notes unless you feel like it helps you with your studying. 
    6. You can do basic colour-coding without rewriting your notes by using highlighters or fineliners to underline keywords in class. 
    7. Put the date on your notes. Having things in chronological order in your folder makes revision easier, usually. 

By the way: I know from personal experience that being a good student in grades 7 to 10 is often looked down upon by classmates who think that being lazy is cool, for some reason. If that’s the case at your school, don’t listen to them. You’ll be the one with amazing grades and a good education in the end! 

I hope this helped! Have a nice Monday, and good luck in high school! :) 

sabinaqvi  asked:

Hi! Firstly I love you and your studyblr. You are a life saver muah 💋. Ok so HELP ME! I have my mocks right around the corner and i haven't done anything and i still don't feel motivated. I don't wanna fail. I have to complete a lot of stuff so how do i do that quickly. Any tips?🙃😶❤️

Thank you so much for the compliments! You have no idea how happy you’ve made me now! As stupid as I am i had to google what mocks are (I’m ashamed of myself ehh), so I’m not a pro but I’ll try to give some advice:

active learning

For god’s sake please don’t just skim through the textbooks over and over again, it’s ridiculous and time-consuming. In the end the information won’t even stick to your brain, so don’t passively read and highlight, you are just wasting your time. Instead opt for active learning methods:

  • read and make your own notes
    ps. don’t just write down exactly like they are written in the textbooks, formulate them with your own words, and make them as compact as possible
  • research on the topics online; google is truly my bff if i want to go in-depth/don’t understand a topic
  • watch documentaries and youtube videos!! seriously the videos give you so much more simplified information in a short time!!
  • discuss the topics with your friends or mutuals who also are studying for mocks! 


Don’t study too much on your stronger areas, again you’re just wasting your time doing so. Focus on your weaker areas like e.g. math, chemistry, english lit(seems to be the subjects people have the most troubles with?). 

I would also suggest your to learn the basics properly first! Like why would you proceed to more complicated topics and manage them if you don’t handle the basics? I mean you’d be just wasting your time once again.

time management

Make a schedule for your studying! Collect all your study materials and try to calculate how much time you have left for your exams, choose the subjects you are going to focus more on and plan your times until the D-day. But please don’t be too optimistic and think you can handle studying 6 chapters of math and 5 chapters of chemistry in one day, that’s unrealistic. 

Also don’t think you can study 4 hours in one sitting and actually learn something, the information won’t “stick” you know? Maybe study for 30 minutes and then quickly revise for 5 minutes and go to the bathroom or down to the kitchen to fetch something to snack on! Repeat this maybe 3-4 times and take a long break where you meet friends or do something fun. Later that day you can study again but maybe not for so long as earlier!

Studying is important but don’t forget to live your life too!

studying shouldn’t be taking over your life

“Grades are important” 
“My parents are going to kill me”
”I’m such a failure”

Education is important, i agree, but unfortunately many students are studying under pressure. They have parents who demand good grades and want their children to study in a overly fancy university, or they are the students themselves who are the ones who except too much. An A and an A* would be amazing to get but for fuck’s sake B’s and C’s are good too. You shouldn’t be studying 24/7, even though the mocks are around the corner. Sleep, eat healthily, read books, spend a night watching Netflix even tho the books are waiting for you, exercise, do something stupid, procrastinate; don’t try to be an over achiever, be a human.

Eve Bennett has amazing tips for taking and studying for exams on her revision channel
I’ve hear great things about Christopher Thornton who explain’s common topics on his youtube channel

There a plenty of videos on youtube, just google a subject and insert “revision” and tons of videos will pop up!

I hope these helped you, or someone else, in some way!

lightgalactica-deactivated20170  asked:

Hey Jet, sorry for bothering you... but I saw so many people talking about their mental states with you in the last couple of days, and I'm medicated, I am doing therapy, things are on track, but I had to do a exam that can change my life last sunday and I don't know the results yet, but I'm feeling like a big failure... well this all just to ask you what game usually distracts you from things like that? I have pink princess, but killing her feels sad right now. Any recomendations?

That not knowing, right? MAN I HATE WAITING FOR MAJOR SHIT. Just tell me the results so I can get busy dealing with it. I hope it all turns out okay for you!

I DEFINITELY would not say go with Pink Princess right now. It’s a game where you’re almost perpetually in a state of failure, and I don’t think that’s what would best help you right now. Instead, I’d say look toward a game that will give you a string of successes and accomplishments.

A game type I find EXCELLENT for that kind of thing is an MMO. Not only is levelling easy in the early levels, you’ve got quests pouring out all over the fucking place, and there’s usually a kind of crafting system set up in there to give you another avenue of progression and success. And with multiple classes and races available to you, you can basically just keep making new characters and enjoying the early game if you want the immediate distraction of success, and can just ignore the inevitable later-level grind.

AND MANY OF THEM ARE FREE. Just do a Google search for “Free MMO’ and start looking. Or even a pay MMO might be an option for you, particularly if you don’t have to outlay anything for the software. Most MMOs have a free fifteen-day and/or level cap trial period, which may be long enough, if all you want is a temporary distraction.

Outside the MMO route, I’d say something that can engross you either with gameplay mechanics or story. I love the Mass Effect trilogy, for example, and could totally sink into that storyline for distraction. Even something relatively silly and simple but FUN, like I was totally fixated on Cook, Serve, Delicious for a while there.

If you need more specific suggestions for games, just let me know what kind of genre or style or mechanic is most appealing to you, and I’m happy to make a list for you (and will bring Hubby in as well if I’m coming up short).

I hope you find something to fit the bill, and again, best of luck on your results.

anonymous asked:

So Bakugou and Todoroki's hero names didn't get decided early on I think because they're each gonna get their own little mini arcs that get em to decide them, but I kinda wanted to know your opinion on what they might end up being? 'Course they'll probably be derived from future plot that we don't know right now, but I wanted to ask anyway!

!!!! I’ve never really thought about Todoroki’s, tbh? So I have no clue, honest, but as far as Bakugou goes I’ll keep on holding onto Ground Zero until Horikoshi officially and unequivocally tells me he 100% definitely scrapped it, my friend - it’s such a cool name??? I read it and I nearly cried when I realized that probably it’s not gonna be his actual hero name rip

Anon said: You need to draw Bok.uro more (i love them so much,(you to of course)

I’m sure you didn’t mean anything bad by this ask anon, but as I’ve said more than once I really, really don’t like the word need. I don’t need to do anything, no one’s paying me for this. When I’ll want to draw more bokro it’ll for sure happen, so don’t worry about that~

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Reign Supreme Chapter 3

I AM SO SORRY IT TOOK ME THREE DAYS TO PUBLISH! I actually waited because this chapter has a lot of smut and because I am not a great smut writer I went back and took some things out and added some things. I also added some better descriptions and words. I wanted to feel good about releasing it not nervous and somewhat bad because it wasn’t up to everyone’s standards.

Another thing my tags are not working for some reason so if i missed anyone who asked to be tagged please let me know and ill add you.

I hope you guys enjoy this chapter. Please like and share with your followers. Let me know what you think as well. Oh and one more thing there is going to be a part 4 ;) I had to make up for the late posting. So be ready for that. With that here we go.

Synopsis: Shae is about to have he world conquered then obliterated by The Emperor.

Warnings: SMUT! Holy shit there is a lot of smut! Also some fluff :)

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I moaned at his words. How can one person affect me so much? How can he make me want him the way I do. How does he know exactly what I want to hear?

The most important question is how does he know I want to move on?

I can ask myself all those questions later right now I need to focus on the sexy ass Samoan in front of me.

Roman smirks against my lips and then immediately pulls back. He doesn’t just pull back he takes a step back. All the while still smirking.

“Oh baby girl I’m going to have so much fun with you. You have no idea.”

I stare at him for a split second before speaking.

“What does all that mean?” I damn well know what it means. I just want to hear him say it.

“You know what that means. It means what I just said.”

With that he turns and walks away. But not before calling over his shoulder to me.

“I’ll see you after the show. Don’t try to run or hide from me. I’ll find you.”

Oh my god… that’s so fucking hot. Goddamnit Roman you’re killing me here.

I just stare at his broad muscular back as he walks away.

I stand there for a few moments before falling backwards against my desk and placing my hands behind me to catch my fall.

I’m in utter shock. Complete and utter shock.

Roman wants me. He wants to break me. And claim me.

I wasn’t the least bit mad by that. Surprised? Yes because this whole time I thought he never knew who I was. But mad? Never. Not even if I wanted to.

I reached over to my bag after a few moments trying to get my thoughts together and texted Nia right away.

-S: Nia I need to talk to you now! Please come to the trainers room. SOS!!!!!

Nia replies back immediately.

-N: I’m on my way. Be there in less than a minute. Just got done with my match.

-S: See you in a second.

I put my phone down on my desk and stand up to pace the room.

I wasn’t nervous about what he said. I accepted it and wanted it. I was nervous because he wanted me. Me! I wasn’t expecting that. And he was so fucking dominating it was criminal. Like that was intense. But it made me soaking wet. It made my heart race and it made me want him so much more.

I know he could be dark and powerful because I’ve seen him do it in the ring but never outside of it. I had never seen him like that with anyone. But then again I had never talked to him before so how would I know? I only saw him at work. Never outside of it.

Someone cleared their throat. Immediately my snapped up and saw Nia standing there. I ran over to her and grabbed her hand. I pulled her into the room and closed the door. She looks at me with a look of fear and trepidation.

“Babe what’s going on? Why are you pacing around looking distraught?”

I just look at her with a look of confusion.

Is that how I looked? “I’m not distraught. In fact I’m ecstatic. And also nervous. Oh and so damn horny. Roman came in here a few minutes ago. He cornered me and well he wants me.”

She looks at me for a few seconds with a blank expression before smiling and clapping her hands together.

“Finally! I thought I’d take forever.”

“Wait, you knew what happened?”

She looks at me with a smile and shakes her head no. “I didn’t know he would come in here and talk to you but I figured he’d be pretty upset at the news of you rejecting the idea of loving him.”

“Nia what did you do?”

“Shae I told him how you felt. I told him how you cared about him even though you hadn’t ever talked to him.”

I stare at her in utter shock. “Nia how could you? I didn’t want him to know that. I was trying to work through my feelings. I was trying to move on.”

She looks at me expectantly. “But…?” She says this while placing a hand on her hip.

I take a deep breathe and smile. “I’m glad he knows. And I’m glad he somewhat shows he wants me too. How did you convince him to do this”

It’s her turn to look at me in confusion. “I told him, yes,  but I didn’t convince him to come talk to you. But I figured he wasn’t happy. I told him and his face dropped. He looked lost for a moment before he became a bit mad.”

I look at her with a look of pure shock. “Uh, Nia what is a bit mad?”

“Uhh well,” she reaches up and scratches her head “He punched the wall then stormed off. But not before telling me and everyone in earshot and I quote “She isn’t going anywhere if I can help it. She’s mine.””

I just stand there absorbing that information. I’m his? He wanted me. He wants me. That’s the only thing that I can think about.

“Nia he said some things.” I look down as my cheeks start to burn. Not out of shame but embarrassment. I don’t think I can say nose things to her while looking into her eyes.

“What did he say?” She sits across from my desk. I sit as well and start from the beginning. I tell her everything because well it was still fresh and like a high school girl I needed to tell someone. That someone being my best friend.

She nods and even gasps at some of the story. When I’m finished she looks at me like i’ve grown another head.

“Oh shit. Ro is so serious. He’s always been like this. Once he sets his eyes on something he doesn’t stop until he has it. And I know he acts like that in the ring but it’s his nature. Shae he’s coming for you.”

I gulp. My tummy is doing somersaults. I’m so excited on the inside. I want him to show me how bad he wants me.

*****Later that night*****

RAW is officially over. Roman didn’t come back to the trainer’s room. I ended up watching him cut a promo declaring he was coming for the Universal title at Wrestlemania. And when he said that it made it so much more real that he was comin for me. And it made me so wet thinking about it. My body wants him no matter what happens. And my heart wants to be his. I just hope I can handle this.

I’m in my office finishing up paperwork and cleaning up used supplies when I feel hands on my waist. I don’t flinch or pull away. I don’t even look behind me to know it’s Roman.

No one else has ever simply touched me and made me feel so safe or wanted. His touch is warm and sure. It seeps into me and makes me melt.

He steps up behind me and wraps his arms around my middle. I am feel his torso on my back. I can feel his cock directly in the middle of my lower back. And it’s rock hard.

He leans down and chuckles into my right ear. “I love that you listened to me. You didn’t run. Why is that? I thought you wanted to forget me… forget your feelings for me.”

I take a deep breath and speak. “Roman I didn’t know what else to do. Why keep fantasizing over what could never be? It felt like a pipe dream. I never imagined I’d be here with you, like this. It just felt wrong to want something like this with someone I was sure didn’t know who I was let alone my name.”

Roman steps back and turns me towards him. “Why didn’t you come to me and tell me?”

Wow. “Tell you? Tell you what? That I loved you? I wasn’t sure you even knew who I was Roman. I couldn’t tell you that. I couldn’t risk the rejection.” As I say that last part I stare at the ground.

“Baby girl look at me.” When I don’t he places his big hands on either side of my face and tilts my hands up. “ Baby I had a right to know. I had a right to know that I had a women as beautiful as you wanting me. How would you have known whether or not I would’ve rejected you?”

“I don't” I say while staring down.

“I don’t like you doubting yourself. I’ll show you how much I want you.” He steps into my personal space and leans down to nibble on my right earlobe. “Go and lie on the exam table baby.”

I can’t breathe. I don’t know exactly what’s he’s going to do but I have a feeling and it is making me so wet. Turning , I walk towards the table and somehow get onto it without embarrassing myself. I hear a click and the turning of a lock. Roman is leaning on the door with his back against it. His eyes are solely on me. His tongue flicks out between his teeth and he licks his lips.

“Hmm baby I was going to wait to fuck you till tonight when we were on my bed. I had a whole plan. I would come in here and take you back to my suite. I would tell you how you were mine and how I was going to claim you. Then I was going to fuck you into oblivion. But not before I played with that pretty little pussy of yours. I was going dive in head first and taste you on my tongue and fingers before I pushed my cock into you and filled you. But now..”

Roman started to walk towards me slowly with the look of a predator on his face. He looked like he was about to feast on his prey… me. He looked absolutely dangerous. But I know he’ll never hurt me. I don’t know how I knew but I did. And I trusted him to keep me safe even from himself.

As he walked he removed his glove and wrist bands. Then he reaches up to unzip his vest but not before unbuckling it from the bottom.  And my god it was glorious. As he he undoes the clip then pulls the zipper. Slowly he pulls it down while revealing his amazing chest. His pecs are so smooth. His nipples are so smooth and dark. His right pec is covered with the same tattoo his right arm is. Once he pulls his zipper completely down I can’t help but drool a bit. The emperor is so goddamn fine. And right now hes all mine. He drops his vest

“But now I have a new plan. To show you how beautiful you are to me. To show you how much I want you. To show you how much I need you.” He stops in front of me and places his hands on my knees and spreads them apart to step between them.He places his left hand on my cheek and rubs his thumb across my lips. “I want to show you how much I love you.”

I’m shocked. I’m just in utter shock. I can’t believe this. I don’t think I heard him correctly. “..Ro what was that?” He smiles at me and captures my lips in a sudden heated kiss. I can’t believe this. It takes me a moment to kiss him back but once I do I grab his face in my hands and kiss him back with everything I have. After kissing for what seems like forever Ro pulls back but not before nibbling my bottom lip.

“Baby lie back. Let me take a look at you.” I lie back while still reeling. I can’t believe he loves me. How? How can he love me? Me?!

Roman comes up to my left side and trails his hands over my body. My chest, tummy, thighs and legs. He doesn’t linger too long just long enough to let me know he’s touching me.

He grabs my shirt and tugs it free of my cargo pants and starts to unbutton it from the bottom. I’m glad I wore a button down shirt and a front clasp bra today. Once he has it unbuttoned he pulls it apart and starts to touch and rub my chest and tummy. He bends down and kiss along the tops of my breast. I arch up into his mouth and grab handfuls of his hair. He chuckles against my skin.

“Baby girl take it off for me. Take off your top and bra.” He grabs my hands to loosen my hold on his hair. He steps back to watch me. I sit up and shrug out of my shirt. I reach up and undo the clasp of my bra and pull it off. I am completely bare from the waist up. My nipples are pink and erect from the arousal that is coursing through my veins. I reach up and decide to give him something to watch. I run my fingers over my tummy and the bottom of my breast. I then tweak my right nipple and a moan escapes my lips. I then reach over to do the same to my left nipple. My head falls back and I can feel myself start to soak my panties. I tug on both of my nipples and I can feel a sharp tug in my lower half. It’s so delicious. I start to forget he’s watching me and lose myself.

But before I can get to worked up on my own Roman is there. He grabs my hands and pulls them from my nipples. His mouth captures my right nipple and bites it. I scream out and arch into his mouth. He releases my hands and wraps his fingers around my left nipple, tweaking it while still sucking on my right. He swirls his tongue around my nipple before leaning back. He leans down once again and repeats the process with my left one. This time I detonate when he bites me.

“Ohhhhhhh Roman! Fuuuuuuuck!” I scream out his name and arch my back to get a better feel of his teeth on me. My orgasm rushes through me and I’m soon coming down from my high.

Roman wastes little time and pulls at his pants. He drops his belt after pulling through the loops on his pants and starts to unbutton them. He then pulls his zipper down and pushes his pants down those thick thighs.

His cock is magnificent. Its long and hard. It has veins running along the length of it. The head is nice and large like the head of a mushroom. My god he is going spear me to death.

In that moment I knew exactly what I want to do.

I run my fingertips around the head of his cock and down the velvety skin of his length. So hot, thick and impossibly hard. I run my fingers from base to tip, stopping to trace the tiny eye with the very tip of my index finger before moving back down, hypnotized by the feel of him.

I want to taste him. No. Need to taste him. I lean forward and slide him into my mouth and swirl my tongue around the tip, stretching out to trace the pattern her fingers just made. Roman lets out a deep moan and jerks his hips. I smirk around his cock and focus on the task at hand while listening to him moan. I work my tongue hazardously up, over and around the rigid length of his cock in wide strokes, soft feathery caresses, light teasing licks and then down the underside. Drawing him deeper into my mouth she felt the beat of his pulse, a steady beat against my tongue.

“Babygirl that feels so good.”

“Fuck swallow this cock.”

Hearing him come undone makes my body ache. I want him inside me so fucking bad.

He runs his thick fingers through my hair, stroking my earlobes and sides of my head. For a moment I think he’s about to use his hands to hold my head still and fuck my mouth to his own content, but he doesn’t. I take that as a sign that he wants me to continue and take him where I want to go, as far as I want to go. I take him, inch by inch, as far inside my mouth until I can’t take anymore. My mouth and throat are completely full of him. As I lean back to suck him, I slide one hand up and down his shaft twisting and squeezing lightly, as he moans louder, stopping once in awhile to cup his balls in the other hand, I fondle them and marvel at the velvety smooth skin covering them.

I want him to come for me. Plain and simple. I want to make love to him with my mouth, I want to feel the moment that he comes. I want him dazed unable to think straight, seeing stars.

Raw. Powerful. Uninhibited. Head thrown back, eyes, closed, body wracking with his orgasm. Roman. I want Roman to give it to me. I want to taste it, feel it, revel in it and lock that memory away.

He had tried to warn me he that he was about to come. “Baby stop or in going to c-come in your mouth.” He’s breathing hard and even stuttering a bit. He tried to push my mouth away. He was trying to wait until I had mine before he got his. It was sweet. But I didn’t want that. I didn’t want sweet or nice. I wanted Roman to take me and let me take him too.

Slowing down I mouthed him for a moment and waited for it, watched him through half-open eyes throw his head back, stifle a scream, lift his hips and come hard in my mouth. Swallowing and looking up, into eyes wide and disbelieving. Bright soulful eyes that belong to the object of all my fantasies turned reality, my crush, my desire. Licking my lips I smile up at him.

After a few seconds Roman pulls his hips back and his cock pulls out of my mouth with an audible ‘POP’. He bends down and takes of his combat boots and then pulls off his cargo pants. Hes gloriously naked.

He looks up at me and leans into me capturing my lips in a heated kiss. He breaks the kiss to look me straight in the eyes and tells me, “I’m about to make you feel so good, and I cannot wait to savor every drop that is a result of what I’m going to do to you.”

He slowly snakes his way down my chin and neck nibbling along the way. He gets to my chest, using the tip of his tongue to trace his way down between my breasts. He licks and nibbles on my tummy, stopping at my belly button, flicking his tongue in and out, and sucking. I start to moan with delight at the sensation. I need his mouth on my clit. My hands tangle in his hair and I start directing his head, trying desperately to push him lower, but he resists, wanting to make me wait for it. He pulls at my shoes first and them come off easily. Then he tugs on the ends of my pants and they come off with the action. He finally reaches up and pulls off my thong too. I am now completely naked for him. Looking completely satisfied with his work he smirks and goes back to kissing on my tummy and belly. After a minute he makes his way down to my lower half, inhaling deeply at my scent. By now my pussy is drenched, ready to be taken, ready to be claimed by him. He plants small sucking kisses around the perimeter of my clit, sending sparks of electricity all over me as he grazes my drenched pussy. He works his way closer, closer, and as I think he’s about to kiss on my clit, he pulls back a bit and breathes on my clit. I moan loudly almost screeching at the action. He’s teasing me. It is a bit annoying; I love the tease, the buildup, but at the same time I would love for him to just fuck me with his tongue and make me come as fast and hard as possible.

It seems like it takes every ounce of his self control not to dive into me and do just that. He works his way down one side of my pussy, as close to my opening as he can get. Firmly licking and sucking. He works his way toward the bottom and underneath my pussy, and like a magician, beckons more blood to my erogenous zone, he wants the sensations to be as intense as they possibly can. He then deliberately slows as he reaches the top, firmly pressing his tongue into me as he approaches my clit. Time seems to be in slow motion for me. I’m on fire and I need his mouth and tongue on me NOW!

Roman’s tongue seems to disappear under my clit’s hood, making direct contact and curling upward. Arching my back in absolute approval, I try to say “I love that” but all that comes out are moans. “Ooooh my Goood. Please don’t stop. Roman please.” Thrusting my hips into his face, I try to bury his face there. He starts kissing and sucking, flicking his tongue exactly on the spot I love. Im gushing for him, and the sounds of him consuming every drop only adds to my  excitement. My orgasm starts to build.

He seems to like the taste of me. It is a beautiful moment of sexual bliss. As he ravishes on my clit with his mouth, he slides two thick and solid fingers into me. Immediately I start to scream, “I’m going to come!! Can I come?!?! Please Ro I need to come!”

He slows his pace just a bit and says, “Not yet babe. Ride it out a bit longer. Don’t come yet.” I can barely hold my orgasm. I want to come and my body wants to give it to him. Roman increases his pace and intensity, making me peak once again. His fingers move in and out of me with a intensity only he could give. His mouth continues to suck and lick me. He buries his fingers inside of me deeper than before and when he comes back out, he curls them up, finding my g-spot.

“I HAVE to come, PLEEEEEEEEEASEEEEEEE!!” My body is on fire. I’m becoming feverish with the desire I have coursing through me I need to come. I don’t think I can hang on much longer. I’m shaking with the restraint I am using trying to stop my body’s reaction.

He pulls his fingers out as he replies to me. “Almost babe. I will tell you when you can come.” He buries his fingers in me again.This time he forcefully presses his fingers into my swollen g-spot, almost lifting my hips fully off the table. “Go ahead and come for me”, he demands in a rough and husky voice. I scream out and unleash the tsunami of pleasure that i held back and it drips down his arm and unto the table. I’ll have to remember to disinfect the table later. I clamp down on his fingers, locking them there, my contractions fill and ripple throughout my body. My back is fully arched and I am  rigid and fully under the spell of my orgasm, I can’t hear anything, see anything. I am utterly lost to the pleasure that is consuming me. I ride the waves. I can’t be bothered to come back down. Not when my body and mind are completely and utterly consumed. I don’t even realize I am screaming moans of delight as the orgasm works its way to the tips of my toes and bounces back to my pussy. He’s broken me. Ruined me for anyone else.

Originally posted by ambreignsasylum17

ainilu  asked:

Hello!! I'm the UMAT anon from before! Thanks for the advice :) omg I find the understanding people the hardest one as well, like I always have two options that I can't seem to decide, and there's always words that I don't know! How did you improve those, and in general basically English cause I'm not that good at English either haha did u stick to like a study timetable for UMAT?

cute! is that IU in your icon? Omgsh, your blog is just so niceeeee! Followed you back so I can reblog you for my main haha

Hmm, well at the time, my friend photocopied a few practice paper exams for me, so I just would write down all the word options (usually 4 words for each question) and study the dictionary meanings. If you can manage to get a few papers I think that would help. And I didn’t have a study timetable, I barely prepared for it LOL I just did it so that I wouldn’t have any regrets (which is good because otherwise I wouldn’t be an optom lol)


Area of Study and Module Essays

  • As for English in general, I really hated it, but I mainly improved because I would write a lot of practice essays and then send it to my tutors for feedback. 
  • Unless you’re a natural at English, I would advise that you disregard what the teacher says and memorise your essays. I can’t write something under exam pressure that still makes sense, so memorising helped me to deal with exam anxiety as well. However, there’s a way to do this so that you can answer 90% of questions thrown at you. 
    • The school gave us like a bunch of practice essay questions at the time based on past exams, and the questions can be grouped together into the different issues they ask you to talk about.
    • Have all the quotes and techniques written up in an extra-long exemplar essay.
    • The format of each sentence inside the paragraphs should be like 
      • “The [author/playwright/speaker] 
      • [illustrates/demonstrates/other action verb] 
      • [some facet about the theme of the paragraph] through 
      • [alliteration/metaphor/symbolism] which 
      • [insert consequence e.g. emphasises the blah blah blah]”. 
    • I dug up my old English essays to find you an example :) (I did As You Like It for my main text)
      • “Duke Frederick paradoxically announces “her very silence, and her patience/Speak to the people”, and banishes her, touting “thou art thy father’s daughter, there’s enough”. The high modality and use of verse illustrates the dramatic tension of the scene, and has illustrated Rosalind’s filial ties restrict her expression of outrage at her displacement”.  Yet, Celia’s antithetical statement that “Now go in we content/To liberty and not to banishment” allows her to embrace the wider world of the forest.”
    • You can of course, rearrange the elements of the format above so it doesn’t make your essay sound repetitive and makes the sentences flow nicely. 
      • You can see I save on word count by using the technique (antithesis) as an adjective, as opposed to saying “Shakespeare uses antithesis in Celia’s statement…”
    • Then change the introduction + the topic sentence + the concluding sentence in each paragraph to suit the exam question. You get better at changing these the more you practice, don’t worry!
    • It’s even easier for the questions where you get to choose what issues to talk about. 

Some Real Tips for Creative Writing

As for creative writing, that was also mainly just writing stories again and again and getting feedback from the teacher. 

Just so you know, for my exam, I wrote something based around culture. Basic story was pretty unoriginal: girl gets invited out by friends, but like has to take care of grandmother, was going to ditch grandmother to go, but then has internal monologue, *insert angst about how different her culture and friend’s culture was*, *some memories about grandmother*, *sprinkle some weather parallels her internal strife*, /struggle/, and then runs home, *insert comforting imagery of cultural foods and items* for bittersweet ending in 1200 words. Somehow this was the one story I got full marks from LOL

  • For some reason, the English teachers always badgered you to write something original, but then they were like write what you know. Which kinda threw me for a loop for ages, because I was awful at making up plot lines. Stick with writing what you know, the story turns out much better. 
  • Just write like one super good story with all the elements of the area of study in it, so that you can add elements of the prompt. 
    • English teachers always badger you to use the prompt properly, but no one can think of stuff on the spot, so again I just ignored their demands. 
  • But like there should only be one “complication” or else you won’t be able to resolve it in 1000 words
  • Likewise, no story should be spanning more than one day. You can span one week if you do something like “After a week had passed”. 
  • Always write in 3rd person just in case they complain that your writing has too much monologue. English scarred me and now I can barely read first person stories without feeling irked :’(
  • Find a balance between monologue, outside action/dialogue, and descriptive imagery. This is something that you should specifically request from someone who is reading your story to comment on (most of the time when people critique your story, they’ll pick at small things, but can forget to give you advice on the big picture). 
  • Likewise, find a balance between short sentences and long sentences to alter the pace of your story. The monologue should have both types, descriptive imagery will always be long so it slows the pace of the story, and dialogue can be varied to alter the story pace. 

Hope this helps you write awesomely for English!!

Originally posted by kths

anonymous asked:

I'm way too excited with your fem!ed fanfiction and I was wondering, hope its not an issue, if you have any headcanon about a fem!ed in the series like if it was canon? I don't think it would have changed the story since fem!ed is just as badass in my imagination but I was thinking in the interaction with other characters like Mustang and the crew, Hughes, Armstrong, Hohenheim, Winry and Alphonse himself, maybe Greed/Ling and the chimera? Sorry if I'm asking too much hope you don't hate me!!!

no worries! i’m happy to answer :)

hm so

mustang: does not realize ed is a girl until she come to take the state alchemists exam. honestly not even then, just thinks ed is an especially pretty boy. ed realizes this about two seconds in and tells al not to call her sister around mustang because she wants to see how long it takes him to notice. six months later ed comes back from a mission and she’s thirteen and puberty has started to rear its ugly head and roy’s like HOLD ON A FUCKING MINUTE and for the rest of his life everyone makes fun of him for the fact that roy spent years of his life thinking ed was a boy. roy also gives himself a heart attack because of all the times he sent a GIRL into very dangerous places with bad men. and he tries to give her safe missions for two seconds until she threatens to castrate him if he doesn’t stop being a sexist dick. he stops being a sexist dick but he WORRIES and FRETS.

riza: she and ed are the only girls on the team. they are Best Friends. riza takes ed under her wing, and ed’s seen too much to be a child and riza’s not a mother, but they toe this line of best friend and sisters, and riza teaches her everything she needs to know about being a woman in the military and ed doesn’t want to be same type of military woman riza is, she’s too much of a brat or that, but she listens and pays attention and riza expected this to be a mentorship but by the time ed’s sixteen they are tried and true friends who spar together and get brunch and help each other get ready for dates.

havoc: the entirety of havoc and ed’s relationship is playful flirting mostly because it makes roy’s eye twitch. havoc is a country boy and goes “well hello there ma’am” to ed when she’s a tiny twelve year old and does silly stuff like say, “you’re looking awfully pretty today, miss elric,” in this thick southern twang thats not even close to natural. and it makes ed laugh and so she pretends to be delicate southern belle with him, places her hand over her mouth and going ‘why i never!” and by the time ed has grown into a beautiful young woman havoc is so used to playing this game with her that rumors run rampent that havoc and ed are dating. havoc tries to dispel them because now whenever he hits on girls they think he’s stepping out on ed, but whenever he tried to get ed to help out she just goes “honey, i thought we had something special!” VERY LOUDLY but she sets him up with her pretty friends so it evens out

hughes: ed is elycia’s dear big sister! to be honest he’s really grateful ed is there to be such a good role model for her. oddly goes less pap bear because somehow someway ed being a girl gives roy EVEN LESS chill and when she starts dating the nice wide eyed privates roy looks like he’d like nothing more than to incinerate them all.

armstrong: meets ed and is immediately reminded of olivier. gives ed the same treatment he gives his elder sister, which is hilarious. olivier meets ed and has never approved of someone so strongly in her life. her and olivier bond asap and its one hundred percent terrifying. whenever they’re all in central olivier, ed, and riza will go out together and it’s beauty and grace and terror.

ling/greed: oh poor ling. things go as they go but something in him tugs towards ed, and who can blame him. but he needs her so he still uses her like he does, but towards the end he’s just like - this woman is the type of woman i need one day. and he becomes greed and greed understand - ed is a precious, rare jewel that they must posses. so he offers to sleep with her for ling, and ling is FURIOUS but greed’s like chill, conquest is only fun when they come to your willingly. but ling makes him lay off, and but greed still flirts wit her a ton. which confuses her and makes her angry, because it’s not the dumb prince flirting with her, it’s the homunculi, and she likes both of them and they both like her and it’s just. really confusing. so she doesn’t worry about. then they go on the Great Camping Trip and Ling and Greed are RIGHT THERE and ling loves her, loves this girl of precious metal and fire who’s determined to save the whole damn world, and greed loves her greed “the whole damn world, huh? thats something i can get behind” and they tumble together one night and ed can’t keep track if it’s ling or greed inside her but it feels amazing and important and real when little else does.

and things go a little differently in the end. greed and ling separate but greed doesn’t die, he gets his old body back. and they all three go their separate ways, but -

ling is named emperor. and there are many beautiful woman being send to him as his brides, one form each clan, but they’re not who he wants. if he wants to be the leader no one has ever been, he has to do what they’ve never done. so he sends and envoy to central where ed is still serving in the amestrian military under fuher mustang and with and offer of marriage.

and ed accepts. she thinks she’s losing her mind but she accepts and becomes the official ambassador from amestris to xing and, oh yeah, empress of xing. which has a ton of responsibilities and really, ling, couldn’t you have picked on of your eleven other wives to be empress? no. and ling never touches his other wives, the role evolved from a concubine position to a political one, and each of his wives become spokespersons for their clans. and everyone is very wary of their immortal emperor and foreign empress, be ed dedicates herself to studying the language and the history and the alkahestry and becomes a master in the art herself and combined her and ling just. make so many good changes.

and then greed rolls up a few years in like hey i heard you guys were ruling a country how’s that going. and ed and ling don’t even have to think about it, they pounce greed and bring the homunculi to their bed and greed just. sticks around being the lover to the emperor and empress of xing.

and al and winry move to xing because fuck if they’re going to be left behind. and the entire country of xing is like ???? what is going on.

but eventually it becomes this Thing. like “hey didn’t drachma declare war on us or something?” “ye dont worry about it the emperor took care of it.” “how?? the army hasn’t been deployed.” “ye he sent the empress and her brother to take care of it.” “…our immortal emperor. who has a non-human, immortal lover, sent his mortal wife and brother in law to defeat AN ENTIRE DRACHMAN ARMY?” “yeah. we won. drachma took back their declaration of war and drafted a peace treaty instead.” “what the fuck.” “listen, i don’t pretend to understand. he’s not sleeping with his eleven wives from the clans, the empress spends half her time in the library, and no one has any idea what’s going on with the immortal monster with sharp teeth, but according to the rumors from the palace the emperor and empress are most definitely and loudly sleeping with him. but violence is down, poverty is down, literacy is up, and the chances of there ever being a draft seem pretty low considering our empress casually fights whole armies. whatever. they can do what they want its clearly working.”

(around the time ed turns 25 and ling still looks the same as when he was 15 it occurs to ling and greed that their lover isn’t immortal and they beg and plead and there are many many tears before ed agrees to become immortal too. she only does it because al tells her too.

by the time she’s 45 she figures out away to triple someones lifespan using alkahesrty but it’s dangerous and costly and terrifying. she uses it on al and winry who basically bitch for 300 years that she should have figured it out before they got arthritis, thank much)

a chance

Based on the ask

an imagine where the student goes to talk to her TC after their last lesson and tells him she loves him and is about to run away but he holds her back, saying she can’t just say something like that and leave? take it wherever you want from there 💕


“Alright, that’ll be it for the year! All the luck on studying for your exams.” He said and with that the entire class was on their feet, excited to leave the classroom for the (second to) last time.

Except her. She stayed in her desk. Fourth row, middle seat, dead center. She dreaded getting up and stepping even one foot out the door. The last lesson with him was hard enough to get through, but to actually leave him seemed impossible. The last student left the room, closing the door behind them. He was shuffling some papers together when he looked up to see her still sitting there.

“Anything I can help you with?” He said with a crooked smile.

She took a deep breath and hoped somehow her mind would work in accordance with her body. “I, uh, actually wanted to tell you something.”

“Sure, go for it.” He walked around to the front of his desk and leaned against it. He crossed his arms and a voice in her head was telling her to bail. 

Bail right now before you humiliate yourself.

She pushed the voice out and stood up. She took a few steps towards him, “I figured I’d tell you now with the end of the year coming up and graduation being in a couple of days.” She paused and his expression didn’t change

God, he has no idea what’s coming.

“Um, I don’t really know how to say this,” she scratched the back of her head and looked down at her feet. She thought about this moment so many times before. She’d stand so confidently in front of him and say the words “I’m in love with you”. And he would break out in a smile, wrap her in his arms, and mutter the same words as he went into kiss her. She knew the fairytale in her head was just that, a fairytale. This was the real world, where teachers don’t fall for their younger students and pursue that feeling. She was setting herself up for humiliation, but she didn’t care. He had to know how she felt. It was scary and heart racing but she couldn’t bear the years of wondering if she didn’t.

“I’ve realized over the year that I’ve developed feelings for you,” she dared to look into his eyes and his expression hadn’t changed. “Strong feelings. Like romantic feelings,” she specified. “And I realize how wrong that is. I’m sorry, but I just can’t help it. And hearing myself actually say this out loud is crazy.”

“Well, - “he started to stay but she cut in, not even hearing his voice over her own heartbeat.

“I’m sorry I shouldn’t have told you this. I’m going to go. Please disregard all of this.” She said quickly, before making a run for the door. A strong hand grabbed a hold of her wrist before she could even take another step.

“Don’t leave. You can’t just say something like that and leave.” He said in a hushed tone.

Her lips parted but her mouth ran dry. She couldn’t muster up any words to say.

“You can’t just tell me you love me and then walk out. It doesn’t work like that.”

“I’m sorry,” she managed to whisper. “I just didn’t want you to be mad at me.”

“Mad at you? Why would I be mad at you?”

“Because this is wrong. I’m not supposed to love you. You’re my teacher. I’m your student. It’s morally and ethically wrong.”

“If it’s so wrong, why did you even tell me?” He questioned. His hand still hadn’t left her wrist and she could feel her skin burning underneath his touch. She acted like it was nothing.

The question had her stumped. Her gaze met his and it was like she was trying to search for the answer in the golden flecks in his eyes. “I guess a part of me was hoping if I told you, then it’d be giving you the chance to love me too.”

She got nervous when he didn’t say anything. “I realize that was wrong of me.”

“Will you stop saying its wrong?” His voice raised a little higher. He took a second before he continued in a softer tone, “I don’t want this to be wrong.”

“What do you mean?”

“I mean that I’ve been feeling the same things you have.”

“You have?” She said surprised by the very words that were coming from his mouth.

“Of course. How could I not?” He chuckled, and his hand traveled up her arm, spreading the fire even more.

“Oh my god, pinch me.” She said in disbelief.

He laughed and went to cup her cheek, “Or I could do this?”

He leaned in closer and closer until his lips met hers. The fire that burned her arm spread throughout her entire body. Hitting her lips first and traveling to her belly button, down to her knees, all the way down to the tips of her toes. Then, traveling back up to her cheeks and to the very ends of her hair. She wondered if his body was having the same reaction. She was afraid to bring her hands up to touch him, but once she did, she didn’t want to stop. To finally feel him underneath her fingertips brought a whole new sensation. He tasted so divine, like nothing she had ever tasted before. She didn’t want this to end, but as he pulled away, she realized how much she needed to breathe.

He brushed his lips against hers, not wanting to pull away too far and whispered, “Thanks for giving me the chance.”

skelettoine  asked:

Hi!! I've come over from your tomco blog (which I'm absolutely in love with) and I was so excited when i saw you like Heathers too AAHHHH!! Whenever you post one of your works my day gets like 101% better, you're an awesome writer! If you don't mind I'd like to request maybe Veronica having an anxiety attack because of how far she pushes herself academically and JD realizing that even tho she always seems so pulled together in that aspect even she has her limits and comforting her?

AHHH! You are so sweet and this makes me so happy to hear!!!!! Isn’t the heathers great!?!?! I’m so flattered you like my writing. I have written SO MUCH for tomco, and I wanted to expand my writing! I love both of these so much! I’m so happy you like my work! I am so flattered and happy you sent a request and I hope you like the story!!!

I’ve never got anxiety over school, but lord knows I do about other stuff. So I based some of the reactions off experiences I had with somebody I know! Enjoy!

And just so you know, for confusion in writing, Veronica calls Heather M. Mac or Macky. I thought it was cute!

“Fuck it, fuck it, FUCK IT!” Veronica let out a scream and threw her notebook against the wall. JD jumped a little as the sudden noise startled him. He looked over and saw Veronica stab her desk with a pencil so hard it snapped in two.

“Ronnie, what’s going on?” He asked. JD walked over to the desk and sta down next to her. He tried to put his arm around his girlfriend but she shoved him away.

“Can you just stop for FIVE SECONDS!?” She snapped at him. JD fell back a tiny bit. Veronica never just snapped like this, sudden bursts of rage weren’t really her thing. But now she was seething and banging her fist on the table. “They want us to figure this out! He has five FUCKING exams in the same unit! What the FUCK!” She yelled, chucking he calculater against the wall. It broke in several pieces and JD looked back at his girlfriend to see she was now crying.

“Ronnie!” He cried, and pulled her into a hug. Veronica sobbed and JD hushed her, he just held her close and gave her a kiss on the cheek. “It’s okay, darling. It’s okay.” He comforted her. Veronica gritted her teeth and shook her head.

“What more do they want? What more do they fucking want? I have straight A’s, and then I get a bad grade on ONE test and it brings my ENTIRE average down!?” She yelled. “This fucking grading system is SHIT!” Veronica started getting hysterical again. JD cut her raging off with another hug.

“Shhh, darling.” He hushed her. “Ronnie, it’s one test grade. It’s not going to kill you.” He smiled a little bit at her but the girl kept shaking her head.

“I-I’m good at school. I am… and I don’t want to lose that streak I have.” She started. JD was about to say something else, but she kept going. “I’m not as rich as Mac, and I’m not as popular as Heather.” She told herself. JD gasped and moved closer. She was never this insecure, or at least she never showed it. She was always the one to offer JD comfort, whether it be because of his parents, or bad dreams, he could always count on his Ronnie being there for him. But now she needed him.

“Veronica, look at me.” He told her. He took her face in his hands. “I know how you feel about school, you’re good at it! You’re great at it!” He assured her. “And you feel like you need to keep that up, and do really well so you get into Harvard, Duke or Brown.” He told her. Veronica sniffled and nodded. “But you’re school work comes AFTER your happiness.” He told her. Veronica gave him a sideways look.

“JD, I just want to do good.” She sniffled. JD pulled her into a hug and kissed her eyes.

“You do amazing! You do better than anybody I know.” He admitted. “IF being this so hyperfocused on school stresses you out so much, then you should take break. I want you to be healthy and happy, Ronnie. You deserve to be healthy and happy.” JD wiped away some more of Veronica’s tears. “Come on, it’s okay, go on and cry.” He told her.

Veronica burst out in tears and JD threw his arms around him, she buried her face in his jacket and he hushed her. She was always there for him any time he needed her. And now it was his turn to be there for her. And he would do the best job he could possible do. He pulled back a little and gave her another kiss, wiping away her new tears. “You’re too good for school anyway.” JD joked. This finally got a giggle from Veronica.

“Thanks JD.” She whispered. JD pulled Veronica close and lifted her up, he brought her away from the desk and set her down on the love seat, putting his black jacket around her shoulder. “JD what are you doing?” Veronica asked, she looked back over her desk of schoolwork in time to see her boyfriend close the drawer.

“You’re taking a break. You’re done for the night.” He told her. His tone suggested this was not up for debate. “Just relax for a while, darling.” He smiled at her and pulled his jacket tighter around her shoulders. Veronica decided to listen to him and nodded. JD smiled at her cooperation and kissed her head. “Good, wait right here, I’ll be right back.” He told her.

Veronica looked at him curiously as he left the room. But he came back a few moments later with a mug of something hot and a brownie on a plate. “Here you go.” He smiled. Veronica grinned and sat up as he gave her the plate.

“Oh JD, this is so sweet.” She smiled. JD laughed a bit and Veronica looked up at him. “Were there brownies downstairs?” She asked. JD rubbed the back of his head and blushed a little.

“Well, I made them earlier… for you.” He admitted. “We tried to make brownies together before, but I ruined them so I tried again and… they’re probably burnt.” He admitted, laughing at himself lightly. Veronica smiled and took a bite.

“They are, but they’re amazing.” She told him. JD laughed and she pulled him down into a kiss. “Thanks for helping me, and picking up the pieces after I fell apart.” She whispered to him. JD pulled away a little and brushed her hair over her ear.

“Of course I did, I love every piece of you, Ronnie.” He told her. He had a light-hearted look on his face, but when Veronica looked at him, she could see he really truly meant it. “I wouldn’t want to lose any piece of you. You can count on me.” He assured.

“Thanks for being so strong.” She gave a flirty little smile and fed him a piece of the brownie. JD made a face and scrunched up his nose.

“That is… gross.” He gagged. Veronica laughed and JD made another face. The couple stayed there content for a while longer and JD laid his head on Veronica’s shoulder. They had begun watching some reality tv show, nothing important. They were paying more attention to each other. JD looked up at Veronica and sighed with content. “I’ll always be here for you.” He whispered a promised and Veronica looked down.

“Did you say something, dear?” She asked. JD shook his head.

“Not a word.”

Dennis of Lovell & Julius of Minett

Blessed by his forefathers, Dennis was raised all his life to become a knight worthy of the Lovell name, an honor he loudly made known to anyone he came across. Julius had no expectations to serve in the Nohrian military himself. He was born to a pair of highly successful in Nestra who suddenly received nobility status when his aunt Seraphina became consort to King Garon. Eager to make use of their new status, he was encouraged to join the academy for Nohrian knights in Westerstede. There, the two met, beginning as bitter rivals, and soon as relentlessly unstoppable partners.

The two were a force to be reckoned with in battle, one who had superiority in range, and the other in close combat. They are both best known for following Prince Marius into battle to drive Hoshidans away from the border towns in the first wave of the Hoshidan-Nohr Conflict, and were key players in Prince Xander’s bid to secure Hoshidan lands in the second wave.

Their shared glory was cut short, when Julius was forced to retire shortly after he sustained a grievous injury that prevented him from setting foot on the battlefield again. After coming to terms that he could no longer fight alongside his love, Julius returned home to Janholt with his head held high. His mother, who managed the family after his father’s death, decided that it was time for her to step down so her son would properly inherit the family leadership.

Dennis, meanwhile, continued to rise up in the ranks of the royal guard and carried out many military successes for his country and house. He now serves on the war council as a representative from House Lovell and is seen as the future of the Nohrian military who would go on to serve the up and coming crown prince. And yet, no other partnering bow knight could compare to Julius for Dennis. Despite this distance, their respect and love hasn’t faltered, and they paid each other visits regularly. It was only a matter of time when Julius presented Dennis with a ring, but of course, Julius wouldn’t make it easy and made it a puzzle for Dennis to solve.

Yeah, their bio portrait do look a little more sinister than they actually are, but they are supposed to be the evil power couple if you went a Birthright Route.

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anonymous asked:

nursey/lardo with 13 pretty please! or any ship you like if you don't want to do that one! thank you :))

I’m so sorry that it took me so long to get to this Nonnie; executive function is a bitch and a half. But I did it and I really hope you like it!!

A Kiss We Had To Wait For

“Nursey, why have you kissed everyone but me?”

Nursey looks over his drink at Lardo, startled, embarrassed, and more than a little tipsy. It’s their monthly Whine and Wine night, and he’s sitting at the table in the Haus with Lardo, Ransom, and Chowder, unwinding after a long few weeks of roadies and exams. They had been talking about make out sessions, Chowder and Ransom both admitting with liquor loosened tongues that Nursey was by far the best kisser they’d ever had. Nursey was going to suggest that they kiss each other when Lardo put two and two together and realized something Nursey was kind of trying to leave unacknowledged. Quite frankly, Nursey was terrified to kiss Lardo.

He had been harboring a little crush on her that liked to rear its ugly head. It only got worse when they got close and he was faced with just how incredible she was. He liked to bring her coffee just to see the little smirk she tried to hide, he loved to compliment her work with the most artsy, cheesy, romantic words he could think of just to see her try to deflect, her cheeks pink with embarrassment and flattery. She was brilliant, talented, gorgeous, with a killer work ethic and could party with the best of them, and Nursey felt that if he kissed her he might just fall in love.

Naturally, Chowder just had to mention who else Nursey kissed on the team and Lardo just had to call him out so now he either had to play it cool or tell her the truth.

“I mean,” he shrugged, “I never really thought about it. I can kiss you now.”

Lardo looked at him with her eyes narrowed just so and put her cup down. “Alright.”

Nursey could hear the sound of Ransom and Chowder’s squealing through cotton stuffed ears as Lardo stood up and walked toward him. He kept his eyes on her face, nervous as hell but up for the challenge; his hands tightened just so as she lowered herself smoothly into his lap, and cupped his cheeks.

“You sure about this?” He asked, running the hem of her shirt through his fingers to give his hands something to do.

“Well I have to see what all of the hype is about, don’t I?”

Nursey’s answering smile got swallowed in the soft pressure of her lips and it was everything and nothing he ever imagined. She kissed him like he was the only glass of water in a desert she was dying in, gripping his curls and pulling herself as close as she could be. She separated them for a breath and Nursey knew he wasn’t done having a taste. This time it was her smiling into his lips and her fingers gentle on his cheekbones made him feel like he was delicate and she was afraid that one wrong move would break him. Lardo pulled away from him grinning like he had never seen before and he watched as she refocused and realized with a blush that Chowder and Ransom were still in the room.

“Well, goddamn Derek.”

“Goddamn yourself, Larissa.”

allouetteblog  asked:

Heres an ask for ya: Can you write their (the lazybones) reaction to their S/O who's still in high school (they're 18 years old, but just a senior/12th grade) who is just SO DONE WITH SCHOOL AND EXAMS but they still have like 3 more exams to go and it seems like the rest of the country is OUT OF SCHOOL and its NOT FAIR AT ALL!!! This is literally me right now and I'm soooooo over school tbh. You don't have to answer if you don't want to, though! Thanks for your time! <3

My first ask! I hope you enjoy it! I wrote this under the assumption that S/O still has homework assignments and studying they need to work on, and they go to school to get exams done.

He understands getting overwhelmed like that, and he doesn’t like it when you start stressing out; it stresses him out, too. While he won’t be helping you with the actual assignments too much, he is more than willing to help you de-stress after each day. He will make you take short breaks every hour so you don’t overwork yourself. He still makes sure you get all your stuff done, too. He won’t let you become as lazy as he is. But once you’ve gotten done what you needed to get done that day, he’ll pull you onto the couch and force you to watch a quick movie with him to relax. Sans won’t be staying up, though; he’ll be sleeping on your shoulder before you know it. Chances are you won’t last past the halfway mark either.

He’s pissed about it, too. Can’t they see what they’re doing to you? Just look at you! You’re overworked, you’re sleep-deprived, you’re practically tearing your own hair out! He won’t let you stress yourself out like that. He’s going to make you pace yourself; and by make you, I mean he is literally going to pull you from your desk when you start noping out. He’s not having any of that. Red will heat up make dinner for you while you’re working so you don’t miss out, but you’re not allowed to eat at your desk. TAKE A DAMN BREAK. But he won’t let you quit, either. He knows damn well how important school is, and how much you need it to be successful on the surface. He’ll help you out when he can, but don’t expect him to be the genius that saves your ass. He barely passed school at all. But his moral support can’t be denied.

There’s no way he’s letting you handle all that by yourself. He’s your new study partner. And being as smart as he is, his mini-tutoring and study sessions will really make a difference. He’ll try to make it fun, too, so that you won’t end up tuning it out. He’ll make you tea (with honey, of course) often to keep you going, because that coffee isn’t making things much better for you. Expect lots of easy, simple, healthy dinners (even though he’s not that much into the healthy stuff, he knows you need it) ready for you when you get home, and nap dates. He’ll cuddle all the bad stuff away. Also, you’re not allowed to stay up past 11 anymore.

He’s very worried about you. You haven’t been getting as much sleep as you should have, and you’re living off of coffee and fast food takeout alone. It’s not healthy. Just like he spoiled Raz, he’s going to spoil you. While you’re off getting your work done, he’s helping you out by keeping things at home in order, and staying out of your way when you’re trying to focus. While you’re away, he’ll put together tiny surprises for you when you get home; nothing big, of course, only pick-me-ups. But don’t be surprised when you find that one thing you’ve always wanted sitting on your nightstand one night.

anonymous asked:

Heyo, med student advice pretty please! I have an exam in a month from now and need to study (essentially) all of internal medicine... I'm really struggling to retain information (maybe I'm burning out - I don't know how I passed the first 3 years of med school) Any tips? Should I focus on the high yield things? Should I go by system? I feel so overwhelmed since internal medicine is so broad! Thanks so much!!!


Firstly, everyone studies differently. I usually stay back from giving too much study advice (even to friends because in the end each of us take our own risks when we choose exactly what to cover and what to skip; it’s our risk, so it’s best if we can’t externalise that blame onto someone else.

That said, you need to have a system Here are some tips on what to learn:

  • Most universities have assessment objectives which need to be covered. Find this list, and plan your studies accordingly. Going by the lectures is usually a fairly safe way of covering most of the important stuff.
  • Covering high yield stuff is a good idea, but don’t just dive into a textbook(because let’s be honest, those are also full of itneresting and distracting things you don’t have the time to learn); I’m a fan of doing most of your base learning from lectures, or from ‘short notes’ kinds of textbooks because they are concise if you are in a time pinch.
  • You can supplement this with info from journals, textbooks, internet etc as required. But remember, keep things relevant.
  • Don’t focus on learning everything (that has neer happened for anybody) but on learning as much useful stuff as you can.

So that’s what to study. Now, about how. Firstly, I have to warn you that I’m rather old-school in my study technique. Anyhow:

  • You need to plan a revision timetable. See my old post for my description of how I used to timetable my subjects. Don’t get distracted into  spending too much time on what you like (or avoiding what you dislike). You can give harder topics slightly more time and topics you are good at less time, but don’t let the hard topics take up more time than you can afford, either.
  • Make sure you have a good study space. Somewhere with as few distractions as possible. Where you can control your environment to be optimal for you. You want somewhere with a decent amount of light, somewhere with enough space for your book or computer, and your notes. Sit comfortably, but not too comfortably; don’t get back pain from poor posture but don’t sit in a way that is just going to make you sleepy (i.e tucked into bed).
  • Contrary to popular belief, coffee shops are not a good place to study. Especially if you are working with limited time.They are noisy, busy and full of distractions. This time of year they are full of other students pretending to study. If you don’t have internet at home or live in the same room as 3 siblings I’d understand, but I stand by my belief that most students ‘studying’ in coffee shops are doing their focus/concentration no favours.
  • Have minimal distractions. Close all your internet tabs. Open one only for your research. Don’t get sucked into other stuff. If they help, use those ‘if you open your phone the tree dies’ apps. Whatever helps you focus
  • This also includes music. Relaxing, non-distracting music is OK, but songs with lyrics (especially music you love enough to distract you or make you sing along) is for breaks. It shouldn’t be interrupting your flow of study too much.
  • Mute all your social media. Turn your phone on silent (or allocate a ringtone to important calls like your mum).
  • For the love of studying, forget the idea of pretty notes. That’s for people who have time to spend all day crafting one perfect page. You’re cramming for an exam not illuminating a scroll. You will study equally well if your notes look like chicken scratches. Whatever helps you learn; highlighting, writing out only key words, etc…
  • Take walks. Rather than ‘studying’ in a packed coffee shop, visit it on your break and reward yourself. Or just take in some sunshine.
  • You need little things to keep you going. Plan little ‘rewards’ for a good job done.
  • Give yourself short breaks every hour or so. Drink some water, eat some fruit, take a walk to refill your glass; do something that gets you refreshed.

I’ve written a lot of stuff in the seond section because making full use of our time isn’t just about what we’re throwing ourselves into, but how we do it. You still have lots of time to pick up a lot of the basic essentials for your exam, so don’t panic and try your best.

Good luck and I hope it goes well!

How to study productively in a short period of time 

If you have a quiz, test, or something you need to study for in two days or tomorrow, that’s for you! Well, the best thing is to study in advance, but unexpected can always happen! 

  • Alright alright first thing first: don’t panic. That’s not exactly the most useful tip here, but it’s true. If you panic about your time, you’ll get distracted by your thoughts and stressed. Just relax, take a deep breath, try again and know that you can do this. 
  • Now real tip about study method: if you’re one of those people (including me) that likes to do summaries while reading, or doing summaries after reading, don’t do it if you have a short period of time. Reading your notes it’s alright, or even making flashcards, but doing long summaries on your notebook will take your time and you will advance more slowly. Try reading what you have to read and then again if you need to, and then make questions about it. Like a little quiz about the chapter you just read, the things you think that are the most important or everything. It’ll help you memorize them and it won’t consume all of your time. 
  • I think that’s a tip that all “how to study productively” posts have, but in our present situation it’s even more important: remove distractions. If you have like 6 hours to study and your phone keeps distracting you, then soon you’ll lost one hour of reading. Try studying without music just this one time! I know you wanna listen to One Direction, Beethoven or whatever you listen to when you’re studying, but sometimes music can take your thoughts elsewhere and it won’t be good!
  • Know your time! Don’t push yourself, don’t go sleep too late and take little breaks, maybe of ten minutes, but know for how long you’ve been studying. Studying a lot in a short period of time, and without breaks won’t make things better for you and your head, so don’t forget to take a deep breath and maybe a cup of water from time to time.
  • Keep in mind that every student once had to study for something just one day before. Well, most of them anyways. Like I said, the unexpected can always happen and some people can’t be organized all the time. Yeah buddy you’ve got this, and just stay focused!

Hope these can help somehow. I decided to write them like yesterday because I was finishing something really late… Well, I wish the best of luck for everyone! Don’t give up (๑•̀ㅂ•́)و✧

Don't judge a book by it's cover - Marcel (Harry Styles)

Guess who’s back. Back again. Marcel’s back. lol remember Marcel the nerd? Im bringing him back and tbh i think this is the best smut I’ve ever written and I hope you enjoy it :) all the love kittens!

Happy Birthday to you
Happy Birthday to you
Happy Birthday to y/n
Happy Birthday to you!’
I wake up to my parents and my little brother singing the Happy Birthday song to me. Shit with all these exams and tons of homework I had totally forgotten about my birthday and the worst part is that I have no idea how to celebrate it.
‘Make a wish honey.’ My mom is holding the cake right in front of me, so I can blow all the candles. Well I don’t have to make a wish I have everything I need. A happy family that loves me, great friends, my crazy best friend Julie, good grades. When I blow the candles dad kisses me on my cheek.
‘Congratulations sweetheart, you’re officially an adult now. How does it feel to be 18?’
Right before I answer my eyes dart from my dad to the clock on the table beside the bed.
‘Late.’ I quickly get up and go to the bathroom. Today is special, but I want to keep it casual. I don’t want to wear a short slutty dress or high heels, it’s not me. A simple shirt and jeans will do. Simple eyeliner, mascara and since my hair is naturally a little bit wavy I don’t spend much time on them, just a decent side pony tail.
It takes me at least thirty minutes to get ready for school. Well it looks like I’m not going to be late after all. After I grab my school bag I go downstairs to the kitchen. Mom is cooking breakfast, dad is reading the newspaper and Mike… . well no one really knows what he’s doing most of the time.
‘Mom it smells great, but I don’t have time for breakfast so… bye.’
‘No wait.’ She says. ‘I almost forgot, tell your friends to come over tonight, you’re having a pool party.’
What? For real? I’m screaming inside. ‘Mom I have tons of friends. Besides we have a lot to do in order to have a pool party, we have to find drinks, food, music –’
‘Already done. Dad and I talked with Julie and that young man Zayn right, and they helped us a lot. They organized everything and we just paid.’
Ok I think I’m going to fangirl hard now. I’m usually the quiet type of girl, but right now I couldn’t care less.
‘Oh mom thank you thank you thank you soo much.’ I kiss her cheek and run in the kitchen again to thank dad. It’s the best day ever.
‘Ok now I have to go and tell my classmates about the party and oh my god it’s the best day of me life.’ I scream and then run out of the house to the bus station without even saying goodbye. Yeah I forgot because I’m so excited.
Ok now let’s see … history first. Yes finally an easy subject and I can also have a small talk with those two fuckers who kept this party a secret. Oh how much I love them. When I’m about to close the locker everything goes dark.
‘Who’s this?’ I hear a voice whisper in my ear. I’d recognize this voice everywhere. I grab his hands and remove them from my eyes. When I turn around I see a super happy Zayn. He’s smiling one of those smiles that you can see his tongue a bit through his teeth and it’s super cute.
‘Happy birthday y/n!’ he hugs me and spins me around, not caring if everyone is watching, but we don’t care at all. We’re kinda the popular kids in school and we know almost everyone so we don’t mind.
‘Ahh thank you, you sweet butthead.’ I pinch his cheek playfully. ‘Where’s your hot girlfriend?’
‘She’s in the classroom. Come.’ Wow that’s the first time she’s not running around in the halls, or talking to different people. She’s even more popular than me, but I can’t blame them she’s hot. She’s not too tall, but not short, slim, tanned skin, long brown hair, with brown eyes. A smile to die for, white pearls. She’s in a relationship with Zayn, they have been for three years now and I hope they get married because they’re perfect for each other.
Talking about Zayn I’m still following him, until he stops at the door, which is closed and inside is quiet. A little too quiet than usual.
‘Ok guys what are you up to?’ I ask Zayn.
‘Open the door.’ He smiles.
I open the door and immediately all my classmates start singing that damn ‘Happy Birthday’ song. It’s really awkward, all I can do is stay like a statue and smile.
As I look around the classroom I notice Marcel in his desk writing on his notebook. What a nerd, but he seems nice and so innocent. I’ve never had a chance to talk to him, only a few times when I needed some help in math.
They finally finish the song and Julie runs towards me wrapping her arms around me.
‘Oh my little baby is eighteen I think I’m going to cry.’ I laugh at her words.
‘Come on you’re just a few months older than me. oh by the way thank you guys for the pool party.’
Zayn comes closer to Julie and wraps his arm around her waist. ‘We knew you’d forget it so we decided to organize everything for you.’
‘Yeah but it was Zayn’s idea.’ Julie says. Oh no not again.
‘But you helped a lot.’ Zayn says to her and then they kiss. Oh god I hate when that happens. Every time they kiss they don’t stop for literally 10 minutes and I know it’s nice to know that they love each other, but come on I’m jealous here because I’m still single. I’ve been single for a year now.
I cough awkwardly and they pull back.
‘Babe let’s go to the last desk, no one will disturb us there.’ And they leave. Well at least now I don’t have to watch them snog in front of me. Uh yeah I totally forgot to tell everyone about the party.
‘Hey can I have your attention please?’ I shout and everybody stops whatever they were doing. ‘So today it’s my birthday and I’m throwing a pool party. You’re all invited and make sure to be there at 6:00.’ The whole classroom is filled with happy cheers from the crazy teenagers except Marcel. Should I invite him? I don’t think he will fit in. I don’t think he will even show up, but why not invite him.
I walk towards his desk and then I stop right in front of him.
‘Hey Marcel?’
He raises his head and looks at me confused. ‘Yeah y/n how can I help you?’ He’s different from the other nerds, he seems more confident, but still a bit shy in a very cute way.
‘You’re invited too, you should come.’ I bite my lip.
‘Yeah sure, I’ll be there.’ He smiles showing all of his teeth and may I say it’s so cute and it’s the first time I notice his adorable dimples that make me want to poke his cheeks.
‘See you then.’ I go to my seat and take my history book out. After a few seconds Julie sits next to me and Zayn behind her.
‘Did you just invite Marcel? Please tell me you didn’t.’ she says.
‘I did.’
She groans. ‘Great.’
‘Come on he’s not that bad, he just needs some … fashion advices.’
‘Girl even if Giorgio Armani himself gave him advices he’d still be hopeless.’ Then Zayn laughs and gives her a hi-5.
‘Don’t be mean, he’s a nice guy.’
‘Hey can we please stop talking about Marcel? I’d rather hear the teacher blabbing about World War II.’ Zayn says.
We all stop talking about Marcel and let the rest of the day pass.

After school I decide to walk home, because I need some fresh air. As I mumble a song to myself I see Marcel getting out of a tattoo shop. Holy shit what’s a nerd like him doing there and judging by the way he’s talking to those boys covered in tattoos they must be great friends, but how? Why? … How? It’s not like he has a toned body to have tattoos anyway, at least that’s what it looks like.
I keep walking anyway, I don’t have time to chat I have to get ready.
Julie and I are getting ready for the party and the guests should be here by now. She comes out of the bathroom wearing a very sexy black and white bikini, while I’m wearing a simple baby blue bathing suit that covers my boobs and ass. Never had time to buy a new one.
‘Oh god, I knew you we’re going to wear that so I brought you something.’ She starts digging in her bag for something. ‘Got it. Ta da!’ she’s holding a pink bikini with white dots and it’s rather hot.
‘Dude you got great boobs and a great ass, why do you keep covering them?’
‘I don’t know, I just don’t feel comfortable.’
‘Yeah yeah, come on now wear this and I’ll wait downstairs. By the way where are your parents and your brother?’
‘Oh they’re at my grandparents. They think I’m mature enough to have the house to myself for one night.’
‘Girl lucky you, my parents don’t think I’m mature enough to boil water.’ She shakes her head and then leaves the room.
I take off that horrible bathing suit and wear Julie’s bikini. Damn I look hot and it’s the first time I show my breasts and a bit of my behind. As I keep checking myself out in the mirror the doorbell rings, that’s probably Zayn.
I run downstairs to see who that is and I was right, it’s Zayn making out with Julie again, his hands squeezing her ass.
‘Ok I get it, you love to exchange saliva, but please do it when you’re alone.’
‘Oh y/n we’re going to do more than just exchanging saliva when we’re alone’ He winks.
I roll my eyes at them and go to the back yard, where the pool is. It’s so perfect. All the drinks and food are inside and Zayn is going to be the Dj along with his friend and they’re going to be outside.
It’s 6:00 so people should be here by now.
Now it’s almost 6:38 and the party has officially started. I stayed inside the house most of the time, because I had to take care of the guests. Now they’re all here except him. I was sure he wasn’t gonna show up, but he promised.
‘Still waiting for your geek charming?’ Julie whispers in my ear.
‘Pff no I just came here to get a drink.’ I lie. I am a bit upset he didn’t come.
Suddenly the doorbell rings and Julie runs to open it.
‘Where is y/n?’ I hear him saying. Oh god he came. I feel much happier now.
‘Sh-she is i-in the ki-kitchen.’ Why is she talking like this? Oh nevermind I want to see Marcel right now, I’m so curious.
Julie comes in the kitchen and behind her there’s a guy I’ve never seen before. No it can’t be, he can’t be Marcel. Marcel is not … like that.
‘Happy birthday y/n!’ he whispers. Fuck me he is Marcel. He’s wearing normal clothes, a nice shirt, dark jeans and white converse. His hair is all messy now and a bit curly, not perfect and with tons of hair gel like everyday at school, but the best part is that now I can see his eyes. They’re so beautiful and did I mention they’re green? I have I thing for boys with green eyes.
‘Thank you.’ I whisper back, shocked of course.
‘Ermm look I’m sorry I didn’t buy you a present, but I didn’t have much time and I also didn’t know what to buy. I’ll give you a decent present one of these days, I promise.’
Ugh boy just looking at you is my present. You’re so hot it hurts.
‘It’s ok, ermm did you bring swimming trunks?’
‘Yes, in my bag pack. Where should I change?’
Oh boy you can change right here in front of me. ‘Upstairs in my room, I don’t mind.’
He nods and I grab his hand taking him in my bedroom upstairs. I let him get in the room and I wait for him outside in the hall.
After five minutes he’s out and oh god he’s so sexy. He’s so fit and his body is covered in tattoos and he has a never-ending torso and his happy trail makes him even sexier. My eyes go from his belly button down to his happy trail and to the waistband of his trunks. I can even see a hint of his pubic hair and oh god I don’t even want to get started with his damn v-lines. He looks like a sexy greek god.
‘Close your mouth love.’ He says and puts his index under my chin to close it. ‘Let’s go downstairs.’ He grabs my hand and takes me downstairs and I’m really sorry, but I can’t just not stare at his fine ass as he walks.
When we get to the back yard everyone just keeps staring at Marcel. Who can blame them though, just look at him.
‘Hey do you mind if I go for a swim y/n I won’t be late.’
‘Okay.’ I whisper and there he goes. I let out a sigh in happiness.
‘Girl that’s the nerd.’ Julie says to me waking me up from my daydream.
‘No shit Sherlock. See? I told you he was not that bad.’ Not bad at all actually.
‘I never thought I’d say this one day, but he looks hot. And where did those tattoos come from?’ Oh so that’s what he was doing in that tattoo shop today, that’s why he knew everybody, because he’s a regular client.
‘Mmmm,’ I bite my lip. ‘he looks yummy.’
‘Well what are you waiting for, take him upstairs.’
‘What? No! … I mean …not yet.’ We both giggle. ‘Besides I don’t even know if he likes me.’
‘Pfff please I saw the way he was staring at your boobs in the kitchen.’ He what? Ok I didn’t notice that. Maybe because I was too busy checking him out.
‘Ladies what’s going on here?’ Zayn comes out of nowhere.
‘y/n wants to fuck Marcel!’
Damn you Julie and your big mouth. ‘I didn’t say that.’
‘Nah I noticed that too, you like him so what are you waiting for? Take him upstairs and you know talk for a bit, get to know each other and then ask him questions about his sexual life so things will get hot and then start acting.’ Zayn says. Hmm this might work now that I’m thinking about it.
‘Aw Zayn you’re so smart for a butthead.’ I pinch his cheek again.
‘Damn y/n you’re been doing that since third grade, stop.’ He jokes.
‘Never. Now you two go snog somewhere and leave me alone with Marcel. Oh and can you please put like a sexy song or something?’ I turn around and see that Marcel is already out of the pool and is rubbing his body with a blue towel. The only thing that’s ruining the view are the girls around him, talking to him. Ugh they didn’t even know he existed until now. I walk towards him and grab his hand.
‘Wow slow down.’ I hear him say behind me.
I stop and turn around to face him. My eyes meet his and our lips are a couple of inches away from each other.
‘Dance with me.’ I whisper as I hear the song ‘The Way’ start playing.
‘I don’t know how.’ He says. I’m just so lucky, he’s so fun to play with.
I grab his hands and put his arms around my waist. He swallows hard when I put my arms around his neck.
‘Just follow my movements.’ I say and start moving my hips. He hesitates at first, but then starts moving with me. I feel his arms pulling me closer to his burning body and I bury my face in the crook of his neck.
‘I really like you y/n.’ I hear him say in my ear and I raise my head to meet his eyes.
‘What? Why?’
‘Come on, I know what everybody thinks about me. The geek of the class who fantasises about the popular girls, that only reads books all day long and has never had his first kiss, never had sex, never had a girlfriend … well actually those are true, but I mean I can be like other guys. I can date, have a girlfriend, please them.’
My eyes widen when I hear the last word. ‘P-please them? You know how?’
He laughs. ‘Well I’m not that experienced, but I’m more than willing to learn. Plus I know that when the time comes everything will happen naturally.’ He pauses for a few seconds and then continues. ‘What about you? Are you experienced?’
Oh fuck I did not see that coming. ‘Yeah a bit, why are you so interested?’ I bat my eyelashes and smile at him.
‘Just curious.’
Ok y/n it’s now or never. ‘Erm Marcel would you … like to go upstairs in my room?’
He nods and I take his hand to lead him upstairs. I see Julie in the kitchen straddling Zayn and grinding on him. Oh god these two horny fuckers are going to kill me.
‘I have a guest room you know!’ I yell at them and they just give me the finger, without breaking the kiss. Well at least I tried.
Anyway once we’re inside my room I lock the door. We don’t want people to disturb us now do we? I sit on the edge of the bed and pat the spot next to me, so Marcel can sit there.
‘So Marcel I’ve always been curious about your … love life.’
He frowns. ‘Yeah I don’t have one. Yet.’
‘Well I just want to ask you a few questions, that’s all.’ I put my hand on his thigh. ‘Is that alright?’
He swallows and nods.
‘Well I want to know … have you ever kissed a girl? Not make out with tongue and stuff, just a simple kiss.’
He nods again. ‘Yeah a few years ago, but it was a dare for her.’ Oh poor girl, she probably had no idea how hot he was.
‘Have you ever wanted to kiss me?’ I move a bit so I can get closer to him. All I get is a nod.
I bite my lip. ‘Have you ever had fantasies about me?’ he nods again. I like where this is going.
‘Have ever you touched yourself while thinking about me?’ He swallows again and blushes, it’s so adorable. Well I’ll take that as a yes. I get up and straddle him and his eyes widen. I grab his hands and put them on my ass.
‘Hold me or I’ll fall.’ I wink then I wrap my arms around his neck, so my breasts are right in front of his pretty face.
‘Have you ever thought about my breasts?’
‘Yeah.’ Finally. I thought he had forgotten how to talk, my sweet little dork.
‘Really? So what do you think?’ I see him staring at them in amusement.
‘I love them.’ Oh shit I’m getting too excited.
‘But Marcel you haven’t seen anything yet.’ I pout. ‘Here.’ I pull the strings of the bra and take them off. I throw it somewhere on the floor, while Marcel’s eyes widen even more and I can feel his boner against my core.
‘You like?’ I say as I bat my eyelashes at him and he only nods.
Well let’s get to the business now. ‘Touch them.’
‘What?’ he almost yells.
‘You said you were willing to learn and I’m willing to teach you. Touch them.’ I grab one of his hands and put it on my left breast. ‘Come on Marcel, play with it. I know you want to.’
He smirks at me and starts squeezing it and pinching my nipple. Then he brings his other and starts squeezing both of my boobs and this is the first time that I actually notice how big and smooth his hands are. He can do miracles to a women’s body with those hands, he just doesn’t know it yet.
‘Kiss me Marcel.’ I come closer to his face and lick his lips with the tip of my tongue. My Lord they’re so plump and pink and soft and ugh.
‘I don’t know how to, I guess you’ll have to teach me.’ he says.
I smirk. ‘Sure, you just have to open your mouth,’ I kiss his lips gently. ‘then I’ll open mine.’ I open my mouth and take his bottom lip between mine, kissing him. ‘Then our tongues dance around each other, like this. Stick out your tongue.’
He sticks out his tongue a bit and I stick mine out and start swirling it around his a few times then I suck his tongue a little and pull back.
‘See? It’s easy let’s try this again.’ I kiss him again and open my mouth waiting for his tongue. I can tell that he’s hesitating, but he puts it inside anyway, dancing with mine violently.
I feel his hands grab my waist and throw me on the bed. He lays next to me, popped up on his elbow and starts kissing me again. I tug on his hair and he groans in my mouth. Fuck that was so hot. I feel his hand go down south, touching my body. My breasts, my tummy, my thighs.
‘Please Marcel, touch me.’
‘Where?’ he asks, but I’m not sure if he is serious or he’s just teasing me.
‘Pussy. Oh please.’ He kisses me again and spreads my legs. I feel his hand rubbing me through the material. ‘No stop!’
He immedialety stops, shocked. ‘What did I do wrong?’
‘Oh babe you didn’t do anything wrong, but I want to go first. Come on take off those swimming trunks and sit on my studying table.’ I stand up and remove the books and laptop from the table so Marcel can sit there, when I’m done I turn around and I see him standing naked in front of me. My eyes widen as I see his boner, it’s bigger than I thought. Big and may I say yummy as fuck, with a vein around it. He has a bit of pubic hair above it, but it makes him even sexier.
‘Come sit on the table and spread your legs a bit.’ He sits and spreads his long legs just like I told him to. I place my hands on each side of him and kiss his neck. I keep sucking a spot at the crook of his neck until I make sure I’ve left my mark on him.
I go down to his collar bones and do the same, licking and kissing every inch of his skin. When I get to his nipples I swirl my tongue around each of them and suck them. Then I stop.
‘What are those, birth marks?’
‘No they’re nipples.’ He laughs. Four nipples? Why do I find so sexy and weird at the same time? Oh well.
I kiss both of his extra nipples and continue kissing all the way down to his pubic hair. I run the tip of my nose across it, smelling it. It smells great, it smells like Marcel and I love it.
‘Marcel you’ve never received a blowjob, have you?’
‘I just got my first kiss and you’re asking me about a blowjob?’
I laugh. ‘Sorry, it’s just that,’ I pause and stare at his cock. ‘it’s beautiful.’ I look at him and he blushes. ‘and also delicious.’
He laughes awkwardly. ‘Thank you I guess.’
I sit down on the chair between his legs and start kissing his thighs, until I arrive at the place he needs me most. I grab his cock in my hand and start pumping up and down slowly. Shit it’s so big. I see Marcel bitting his bottom lip, trying hard not to moan.
‘Babe you can moan, it’s ok. I’ll love it.’
‘I can’t, I’m too embarrassed.’ Ok fine then, I guess I’ll just have to help you. I stand up and take off the rest of the bikini and grab one of his hands. I put it right on my clit.
‘Rub it in circles slowly.’ I whisper in his ear. As soon as he starts rubbing me I moan in his ear.
‘Ahh fuck, just like that.’ My moans encourage him to go faster and I moan louder and then I grab his cock and start pumping again, faster this time.
‘Come on baby, I need to hear your moans ahhh.’
‘Oh shit y/n!’ he moans. Fuck me, that was the sexiest sound I’ve ever heard in my life. So deep, so husky, so sexy.
‘Mmm keep doing that.’ I say as I sit down again and waste no more time. “Hold my hair back Marcel.” He grabs my hair into a ponytail and once he has his fist around it I immediately put his cock in my mouth. I swirl my tongue around his head and lightly suck on the tip. Then I lick up and down his shaft, running my tongue along the vein that is popping out. I take him in my mouth again and rub my tongue along the underside. Marcel bucks his hips a little, shoving himself farther in my mouth.
‘Oh shit I’m sorry, I just got carried away.’
I look up to see him. ‘Don’t apologize, it was hot.’
He looks sexy as hell when he’s frustrated. I wrap my lips around him again and bob my head up and down and rub with my hand the part that can’t fit in my mouth I bob my head for a couple minutes and he bucks his hips again so I’m deepthroating him. Shit he’s so big. I’m glad I did a bit of practice with my last boyfriend otherwise this would’ve caused my death. I grab his balls and stroke them with my hands. Marcel had his fingers tangled in my hair and he keeps moving my head faster and faster. I can feel he’s closer with every suck.
‘Fuck I’m coming!’ he moans. Shit that’s the first time I’ve heard him swear and it’s so hot. I feel his warm, salty juices down my throat and I try to swallow all of it. I’ve always had trouble with swallowing, but Marcel tastes good, so it’s not that hard this time.
‘Oh y/n that was so amazing.’ He says while breathing hard.
I get up and lay down on my bed. ‘Come here big boy, show me how willing you are to learn new stuff.’ He smiles his bring-it-smile and lays on top of me. Right before he kisses me I hear a knock on the door.
‘Girl if you’re going to fuck don’t forget the condoms.’ Oh shit I had totally forgotten about that, I got too carried away.
‘Marcel can you please get that?’ I give him my best puppy eyes.
He sighs ‘Fine.’ He gets up and walks towards the door. His butt is so cute and I’m just dying to squeeze it, but please let’s not talk about his shoulders oh God. I want to leave scratches all over his back. He closes the door and comes back to bed.
‘Give it to me.’ He gives me the condom and lays on top of me again, kissing me. It feels so good massaging his tongue with mine and he’s getting pretty good at this.
‘Kiss my neck.’ He lets go of my lips and starts kissing all over my neck while his hands worship the rest of my body. Then he sucks my sweet spot leaving his mark on me. This is revenge I suppose, but it’s ok I like it. After he makes sure that he has his mark now he licks the skin between my breasts and I tug on his curls.
‘Please go down Marcel, please.’ I beg. He smiles and takes one nipple in his mouth sucking it hard. A loud moan comes out of my mouth. Damn this kid learns so fast, it’s hard to keep up. He kisses and tugs on the other nipple with his teeth making me cry out in pain and pleasure at the same time. When he starts kissing down to my tummy I stop him.
‘Please stop and go between my thighs.’ He stops and without wasting anytime he goes where I told him to. He puts my thighs on his shoulders and starts kissing my thighs slowly and gently.
‘I’ve always wondered how it would be to have my head buried between your thighs.’ He says between every kiss, until he reaches my wet pussy. Just like I did with him before he nuzzles my pubic hair. It’s not much, just a bit and it’s soft. I wax only the lips ‘zone’ regulary.
‘Do I smell?’ I joke.
‘Mmhhmmm. You smell so good. Tell me what should I do now?’
‘You know where the clitoris is, right?’
He rolls his eyes. ‘I’m not that dumb you know.’
‘Ok sorry. Kiss it.’
I feel his warm and plump lips kiss my lower ones. Dang it I said the clit not the lips. He keeps kissing them gently going higher and higher. Then he runs the tip of his tongue between them going up to my bundle of nerves. He swirls his tongue around it a few times and then kisses it.
‘Shit, just like that, nice and slow.’ I moan with my eyes closed.
I feel the flat of his tongue rubbing my clit in circles, while rubbing my thighs with his huge hands. It’s driving me crazy. I want it fast, but at the same time I want to enjoy him there as much as I can. I look down and he’s staring at me with his gorgeous green eyes and I can come just by the sight.
‘You taste amazing.’ He mumbles against me and I smile at his words.
‘Ok now suck it.’ I order him. All this controlling thing is turning me on even more. He wraps his wet lips around the clit and sucks hard, while moaning against it.
‘Fuck!’ I curse and arch my back from the pleasure. He waits no more for my instructions and does everything he wants to me. Kissing, licking, sucking taking me closer and closer to my high. I leave the condom I have been holding in my hand so far, beside the pillow and dive both my hands in his crazy hair.
‘Marcel shit! Don’t stop I’m close.’ I scream and moan. My hips start moving against his face like they have a mind of their own. He keeps sucking and licking my clit and I feel that burning in my tummy and my mind ready to explode in a million pieces.
Just a bit more Marcel, please please please. Shit. I’m coming!
‘Ahhhh!’ I scream as loud as I can, tugging on his hair and squeezing his head between my thighs as he licks all my juices. I keep moaning over and over again until I come down from my high. Holy Christ what was that?
‘So how was it?’ I hear Marcel say from down there. I bite my lip smiling.
‘Good boy. Come here.’ He comes on top of me again and I kiss him. The kiss is kind of lazy because I’m so tired. Mmm I can taste myself in his tongue, it’s kinda salty.
I pull back. ‘Sit beside me.’ he frowns at first, but then gets up and sits on the bed, his back against the headboard. I get up as well and rip the condom open with my teeth. I giggle a bit when I see he’s already hard.
‘It’s hard not to get a boner when you see a girl come because of you.’ He explains. He must have read my mind. After I’m done putting the condom on him I straddle him.
‘We’re going to try ridding first, then if you want to you can be in charge.’ I kiss his cheek. I grab his cock and put the tip near my entrance and start running it up and down between the lips. After I’ve teased him enough I slowly sit down, his cock buried in me. I grab his arms and wrap them around my waist and I wrap mine around his neck, our bodies closer than ever, my breasts pressed against his strong chest.
‘How does it feel?’
‘So tight and … warm and … wet.’ He says. I smile to myself knowing that he likes being inside me. I kiss him hard and shove my tongue down his throat and start moving back and forth on his lap. Shit he’s so big, how can he hide this monster in those weird pants? I keep moving slowly as my hands are all over him. I touch his neck, tug on his hair, his shoulders – oh god those shoulders – his chest, his long torso.
I feel his hands going down to my ass, squeezing it hard and pulling it towards him. Oh so he wants faster huh? I’ll give him faster. I break the kiss and thrown my head back moaning as I start bouncing slowly on him. I feel his lips around my nipple and his hand on the other, worshiping them. I start bouncing faster.
‘You like this?’
‘Oh shit y/n you’re so good.’ It is good, it feels good being in charge especially when you have to teach the other person because they don’t know what to do. Still there’s something missing … and I know what can make this perfect.
‘Marcel do you know how to dirty talk?’
‘I-I can try.’ He says between moans. Right after he finishes his sentence he rolls us over so he’s on top. Wow I wasn’t expecting that. Just when I was starting to enjoy this. But anyway I’m enjoying this position as well, seeing him on top of me, sweating, frowning, his swollen lips parted, moans and groans slipping from them, just for me.
‘You feel so good around my cock.’ Shit. No stop I can’t.
‘Your pretty little cunt is so wet, can you hear your wetness as I pound into you?’ he groans in my ear. Oh no no stop talking like this, or I’ll come soon.
‘You like it don’t you?’ No.
‘Yes, oh yes I like it so much. Keep going.’ The fuck? I can’t even control my own mouth now?
I feel his hands on my thighs, wrapping them around his waist. He goes faster hitting my sweet spot perfectly. I thought he was never going to find it.
‘Ohh right there!’ I moan.
‘What you mean here?’ He thrusts again hitting that spot making me dig my nails in his back, leaving red marks. He buries his face in my neck and I tug on his hair with one hand.
‘Are going to come for me?’ Wait wait wait since when did we change places? I thought I was the one who could play with him, not the other way around. Nevermind right now the pleasure is too much to think about that.
‘Yes. Yes yes yes!’ I scream and squirt beneath him. He laughs at my reaction and raises his head to meet my eyes. He’s frowning and it looks so sexy, unlike me. I must look like a desperate little girl right now.
‘Come on my baby come for me, I’m close too.’ Oh fuck me the way he called me baby. His baby.
Marcel pounds into me over and over again, with each thrust my walls tightening around him. It’s so erotic, so full of passion, so dirty and so right.
‘Come, baby come for me. You’re safe.’ Oh shit I’m coming, I’m coming again. My vision goes black again as I shut my eyes, screaming his name. I’m safe. He said I was safe.
‘Yeah like that.’ he groans and soon I feel his hot liquid inside me. Too bad we had to use a condom this time. His thrusts are getting slower as we both come down from our highs.
He places his head between my breasts and I bet he can feel my crazy heartbeat. Fuck that was so perfect and most of the time I didn’t have to tell him what to do, like he said it will come naturally.
He pulls out and removes his condom. I don’t know where he threw it, but I don’t care. He lays next to me and I turn around to face him. His eyes are gorgeous I swear, I can stay all day like this staring at him.
‘I know what present I want from you now.’ I bite my lip.
‘What’s that?’
I place my hand behind his neck, playing with his curls. ‘I want you to be my boyfriend.’
He smiles. ‘I really really like you, you know.’
‘Yeah but why?’
‘Because you’re the only one that has been nice to me. You never made fun of me and you were so quiet and sweet with me everytime you asked me for something in math.’
He is right, I’ve never made fun of him and always had like a little thing for him, which is now a big thing.
‘Yeah, but I’m sure those girls are dying to get you into their panties right now.’ I giggle. ‘But I can’t blame them, you are so hot tonight, I don’t understand why do you keep wearing those clothes and those glasses?’
‘Yeah you should thank my sister for that. I told her that I had a crush on you and I asked her for some fashion advices.’ He grins. ‘I guess I’ve never been the guy who is always loved by girls and always the centre of attention. All I wanted was your attention.’
‘And now you have it.’ I bury my head in his chest and he puts his arm around me. I place gentle kisses on all over his chest. ‘You’re my boyfriend now.’
I raise my head to meet his eyes, he’s smiling.
‘And you’re my girl.’ He rubs the tip of his nose against mine and kisses me on the forehead. ‘You know you have a party going on don’t you?’
Shit I forgot about the party. What time is it? Double shit it’s 7:53. I quickly get up and pick up the bikini to wear it. Marcel gets up as well and puts his swimming trunks on.
‘Help me with this bra thing.’ I say to him and immediately feel his hands on my back tying the string of it. He puts his hands on my arms and kisses my neck.
Oh my this feels so good, but I don’t have time for this. When he bites my earlobe I giggle.
‘Ah no stop that.’ I grab his hand. ‘Come now.’ I make sure we look decent, but Marcel’s hair is not helping. They’re just so messy.
Once we’re downstairs at the pool Julie and Zayn come towards me.
‘Did you guys have fun?’ she asks and gives me a wink.
I look at Marcel and his cheeks are getting red. ‘Yeah it was the best of my life. Oh by the way I have something to tell you guys.’
‘What would that be?’ Zayn asks. He has his arms wrapped around Julie’s body and resting his head on her shoulder.
I turn to Marcel and put my hand on the back of his head pulling him for a kiss. I’m not sure how the others are taking this because I have my eyes closed, but I can hear cheers and that’s a good thing. Marcel is the one to break the kiss and looks at me.
‘You’re together now?’ Zayn says.
‘Hold on babe I got this.’ Julie says to him. ‘You’re together now?’ she says it with a louder voice.
‘That’s what I said.’
‘Yeah but it’s about the intonation babe.’ She kisses him.
‘Ok before you two start making out again, yes me and Marcel are together now.’
‘Aww that’s so sweet welcome to the family Marcel.’ Julie gives him a big bear hug and when she pulls back Zayn says the same thing and gives him a hi-5.
‘Ok now if you don’t mind me and this little lady here have some unfinished business.’ She giggles when Zayn pulls her for a dance.
I turn to Marcel. ‘They like you.’
‘And I like you.’ I can’t help but blush a bit when he says that.
‘And I kinda love you.’ I tease.
‘Kinda?’ he gives me his puppy eyes and pouts. No don’t do that. it’s so cute it hurts.
‘Ok I love you!’ I scream, but not loud enough for everyone to hear me.
He wraps his arms around me and puts his forehead against mine.
‘Thought so.’
‘And you?’
He chuckles. ‘I love you too.’
And we spend all night dancing in each other’s arms, until everyone is gone and he spends the night cuddling with me in my bed.
What more can I ask for?