i was 20 minutes late

happy women’s day, ladies!! here’s to another year of sisters and cisters both kicking ass together

HOL UP (we dem boyz)

@davekatweek

TBFH Lance, Pidge, and Hunk are going to be school-lore GODS at the Garrison. Not because of the whole Voltron thing but because of the fact that they skipped class… to go to SPACE. Can you imagine hearing about that??? Kings and Queen of going the extra mile!!! I feel jealous when a classmate comes in 20 minutes late with Dunkin Donuts, so imagine looking out your classroom window and witnessing one of your peers descending from an advanced piece of robotic alien god-tier weaponry (aka the greatest souvenir of all time)

Ok but consider time

We all know that Lance is homesick and we were shown just how far away they were from Earth at one point. But something that hasn’t been considered is that time is passing differently for them than it is on Earth. A good representation of how this is is in Interstellar, when the main character’s youngest sends him a video, something that she refused to before and only decided to do because it was her birthday. The birthday marking her the same age as her father. Another example of this is if you take a clock and you do one revolution around earth the time on the clock is different than the time on the clocks on Earth that would have previously been running at the same time. I don’t know the exact science so that might not be exact.

So like… I have an idea for an au where Lance’s family is devastated when they find out, and Lance’s 13 year old genderfluid sibling is like ‘I want to go to the Garrison’ and Lance’s parents and everyone else are like 'No, we just lost Lance, why would you want to do that’ and the sibling is like 'Lance’s dream was to make it to space and if he couldn’t get there in his life time then I’m going to do this for him’ so they take up engineering and physics to try to get into the Garrison. They try to get in at age 14 and don’t, but try again at 15 and do. They get an opportunity to be a pilot because someone quit. They have to deal with Iverson and he’s like 'You’re just like your brother, useless, a replacement because someone else isn’t here’ and they realise that this would have fuelled Lance’s anxiety and he never told any of them. They make it their personal mission to be problematic, but also the best in their class. Like, insulting Iverson everyday, becoming 50000000% more petty and salty, and even at one point challenging him to a rap battle. On a separate occasion they somehow manage to barge into a staff meeting to shout that at Iverson that he verbally abused and degraded their brother’s mental health and worsened his anxiety, before presenting a petition signed by the whole student body and some parents to get Iverson fired. Iverson is fired. After a few years the Kerberos mission is being rebooted. At age 19 they are chosen to pilot. They tell their family that they’re finally getting to see space. The team includes Mrs Holt, who had stepped up to engineering again, and another woman. They get to Kerberos, and a few weeks into their mission the Galra resistance group who rescued Matt arrive, to check that the area is still free of the Galran Empire. Mrs Holt is so happy, but also, her son looks the same way he did when she last saw him 8 years ago, though more buff, scarred and tired. The sibling convinces them to let them come with them, and when Matt explains that Mr Holt is still out there Mrs Holt is like 'There is no way that you’re leaving me behind, the communications officer is like 'The government adopted me when I was 12, and they passed me off to the Garrison immediately, two years before they were legally allowed to so I don’t have much back there, I’ll come’. The Galra resistance group meets with the Blade of Marmora to form an alliance. They then meet with Voltron. The meeting is first with Allura, then the paladins of Voltron are introduced, minus Shiro because he’s missing. There are the obvious reunions.

Matt: What the f-
Mrs Holt: Language, Matt.
Matt: Mum, I’m fighting in a war and I was a slave for a year, let me swear.
Pidge: Who are you, you’re not the short beanpole I know.
Matt: As I was saying, MUM, what the heck’s a Pidge.
Pidge: I’m a Pidge. And Mum, you look a lot older than I remember.
Matt: KaTIE THAT’S NOT SOMETHING YOU SAY TO ANYONE.

Lance enters with a mug of coffee or something.

Hunk: Ah, I see you’re holding true to being the 20 minutes late with Starbucks meme.
Lance: Yes, but I woke up lat this morning and I have to uphold my beauty routine so I’m not sore-why is Pidge standing next to a hot Pidge what is happening am I okay.

Lance is barrelled over in a bear hug by his sibling.

Lance: *is confused*
Keith *is alarmed, the subject of his pining isn’t allowed to die*
Everyone else: *also alarmed*
Sibling: How dare you, not tell me or anyone else about Iverson being a dick to you! You were my role model! I came out as genderfluid to you before anyone else! Before I came out to Mama! You watched my debates and you went to everyone on of Freya’s hockey games, and you taught Maria how to use makeup when she was transitioning, and yet you couldn’t tell anyone of us, or even Mum or Mama about that!
Lance: Who-w-How do you know all that who are you?
Sibling: Well, you dense traffic light after that I thought it would have been obvious. I’m *name*
Lance: Um, no, *name* is 13.
Pidge: Lance…I can’t believe I forgot…We studied this…Time passes differently in space…
Lance: So you’re telling me that they’re, that you’re, my sibling? You’re, like, my age, if you aren’t older! How old even are you?
Sibling: I’m 19.
Lance: What the f-
Matt: Language.
Lance: ????
Matt: If I’m not allowed to swear you don’t get you.
Sibling: You know what this means, right? Unless you were some sort of crazy party animal at the Garrison I got to drink before you.
Hunk: 19 is still underage though.
Sibling: In America maybe. But we live in Australia. So. Whenever I went home I got to drink. Because I was also at the Garrison from a program/branch thing in Australia I was bound by Australian rules so I was legally considered an adult and allowed to pilot the second Kerberos mission.
Matt: But more importantly. You think I’m hot? *bats lashes at Lance*
Sibling: Right, how could we forget about that beautiful gem.
Lance: How could you do this? Betrayed by my favourite little-what is is sibling? Sister?
Sibling: Sibling.
Lance: How could I be betrayed by my favourite little sibling?
Sibling: Well first of all, I’m only your favourite until Freya or Maria is in the room and suddenly you’re not allowed to have favourites, and second, you may have been born before me but I’ve lived longer than you so I’m the older sibling now.
Lance: All around me are familiar faces, worn out places-
Allura: We are currently searching for our black paladin, Shiro, which is why we wanted meet with you, aside from solidifying an alliance.
Matt: Wait, you mean Shiro like Takashi Shirogane?
Keith: Yeah. He’s missing and we can’t form Voltron without him.
Matt: You must be Takashi’s emotionally constipated adopted child-I mean adoptive brother. But more importantly, he couldn’t even be here to meet me! My boyfriend’s such a *stares directly at Mrs Holt* goshdarned flake.
Pidge: *Snorts* And what a hecking shame that is! If you being here could have stopped him from going and cheesing disappearing then we wouldn’t be in this dang situation.
Holt siblings: *snorts devolving into cackles*

So that’s my au. There’s more. There’s so much more and I might draw some of it. I’m also considering a name/names for the sibling.

Or, alternatively the time passing differently in space could just be for langst.

actual useful study tips

i’m going to keep this short-ish and shitty and un-proofread because i only have like 6 followers but it’s finals week and i keep seeing these awful study tips everywhere that are like “drink water” and “don’t get distracted on the internet” and other unrealistic stuff like that, so here is a REALISTIC students guide to pulling ur semester together, written by a truly apathetic student still clinging onto the deans list (me). enjoy and share as u wish

Originally posted by get-meowtta-here

1. make study plans with a distant acquaintance who you think is cooler than you. do you want their first impression of you to be 20 minutes late, saying “oops i just realized i haven’t taken notes all semester?” no u want to impress them! knowing a complete strangers opinion of you is on the line, you can use this to find the strength to make a great looking study guide, or actually add to the google doc instead of just reading what everyone else wrote. bonus points if you make plans to meet at 10am. 

2. fuck the “stay focused” app. if you are anything like me you know it takes about 15 minutes max to download a new browser and you’re back to doing the same exact thing you were before, but on firefox instead of google chrome. plus, we all have cell phones, so blocking tumblr on my computer just means i have to look at smaller pictures. WHAT U HAVE TO DO is find a person you trust, preferably your parents or someone in another state/country who you can’t hound in-person and who WILL. NOT. CRACK. u give them your login information for your social media apps (i do this every finals week with Facebook and tumblr for at least a day or 2 or before my hardest exam) and you have them change your password. it’s life changing. 

3. look at gifs of hermione granger and rory gilmore. literally role play as them, dress like them if you have to. they just have it so together!! how!! 

4. before you leave your dorm ASK YOURSELF “do i reaaaallyyy need my computer?” and if you don’t need it to study, don’t bring it with you. don’t bring your phone either unless you need music. i am an international relations/art history major and the answer for me personally is “no” 99.9% of the time because all my exams are based off readings/in class notes. the next step is to go to the library, or wherever you study, and bring nothing but good old fashioned papers with you.

4b. if you have readings to do print them out. i kill about 8 trees per semester by printing off hundreds of pieces of paper and while environmentally i feel sort of guilty about it, it’s the actual only way i can read anything without my eyes glazing over, or ending up on style.com looking at Diors F/W 2002 collection. plus you can ~highlight~ and annotate better.

5. white noise is your best friend. rainymood.com and white noise generator are 1000x better than the most mellow spotify playlist, imo, or at least work really well in the background. (personally i don’t like studying to music with vocals because the words distract me but if white noise isn’t enough u can do sigur ros or instrumental music) however, when it’s the early morning hours and you feel like you’re about to crash show tunes can and will keep you going. i recommend “you can’t stop the beat” from hairspray and anything from mamma mia.  

6. if possible, make friends with someone who has a car. burger king can make or break you at 2am. 

7. TREAT YASELF. i never eat healthy during finals week and i don’t trust people who do. but if you actually get up early to study you deserve the largest dunking donuts or most expensive latte. and if you are up at 3am, yes you not only can but should get 3 different chip bags from the vending machine. (i swear crunching helps me stay awake anyways)

8. nothing is a better break than a walk outside. this is not an opinion this is a fact. even if you just go stand outside and take 10 deep breaths. or lay in grass for 2 minutes. and if it’s a nice sunset go let yourself watch it. 

9. do not “dress for success,” wear the most comfortable clothes that you own (but not pajama pants or ur fucked. ANYWHERE is a bed when u r wearing pajama pants, in personal experience). also, something to get your hair away from your face/eyes (like a bandana or something stretchy though not a hard headband) is a GAME CHANGER

10. you would be surprised how not-rude people are if you mass-email your class with questions or in need of assistance. whether you need to borrow the book or missed a day (or 5) of notes, throwing an email into the wind usually won’t fail you!! *bonus tip: offer to bake cookies or buy food for who ever helps you. it will make u seem cute/friendly/thankful/desperate and they will NEVER actually ask u to follow through. i once got like 5 days of missed notes AND a girl lent me her flash cards by doing this.*

11. do your bibliography as you research!! there is officially no worse feeling than finally finishing a paper at 3:47am and then realizing you have to add in your citations and make your works cited. save yourself.

12. don’t go out less, but go home earlier. instead of skipping a party or movie night or general get together with friends completely, go from 11pm-1am. it gives you the literal entire day to still study, if you get back at 1am you can drink a gallon of water and watch a 22 minute episode of something, be asleep at 1:30am and still wake up at like 9:30 the next day to keep working. those are the best hours of any party anyways and you don’t have to miss out on the memories just for some shitty number grade. 

13. if you decide to take a napping break, do it on a couch or futon with all the lights on, not in your bed. you get ur horizontal time in but it’s much more difficult to actually sleep for an entire night in this position, so you don’t have to worry about accidentally not waking up.

14. if you get really stressed look up facts about how big the universe is and how small and short lived and tiny humans are in comparison. or a ted talk about how grades can’t measure intelligence, or about how all humans are meant to be artists. OR watch an episode of BBC planet earth. this always comforts me for some reason.

i am struggling to come up with more, so there’s my realistic study guide for all my fellow students out there. enjoy finals, and remember!! 2 years after graduation employers consider it “juvenile” to include your GPA on your resume :) 

“We’re going to be late for the meal.”

“We’re not going to be late babe.” Nursey says, buttoning up his shirt. “We’ll be on time.”

“On time? Derek, it starts in forty minutes and we’re not even ready to go yet!” Dex argues, shrugging on his jacket.

“We’ll make it Will.” Nursey says. He stops tying his shirt and walks over to his boyfriend “Don’t worry.” he adds, before pressing a small kiss to his nose. Dex laughs, before becoming serious again.

“Ok come on, we can’t be late.”

“We won’t be.” Nursey repeats, pulling on his jacket. “See, I’m ready to go!”

“Ok I’m almost ready to go- Where’s my tie?” Dex asks suddenly looking frantically around him.

“You don’t need a tie babe.” Nursey says “You look great.”

“I want a tie. My dad loaned me this one, he’ll expect to see me wearing it in photos. And I can’t find it and we’re going to be late, and we’re going to miss Ransom and Holster and Lardo’s last team dinner, and Bitty and Ollie and Wicks’ second last team dinner and mine and yours and Chowder’s third last team dinner and-”

“Woah Will, breath.” Nursey says calmly. He places his hands on Dex’s shoulders, and waits until his boyfriend looks at him. “We’re not going to miss the team dinner. If we’re a little late - which we won’t be - they’ll wait for us. Okay?”

After a moment, Dex nods. “Okay.”

“So what colour is this tie?” Nursey asks.

“Navy? Kind of the same colour as your jacket.” Dex says “I had it when I came over to your dorm, I’m sure of it, but I don’t know what happened it-”

“Wear mine.” Nursey says. He’s already loosening the tie around his neck, and pulling it off as he speaks.

“But…I can’t…what tie will you wear?” Dex ask.

“None. I hate ties anyway.” Nursey admits “They always feel too tight around my neck. Tie-ght, if you will.” he laughs, and Dex groans, but can’t hide his smile.

“If you’re sure…” Dex says, and Nursey starts tying the tie on him.

“Of course I’m sure.” Nursey says. He gives Dex a quick kiss before pulling away grinning. “Now come on, or you’ll make us late for the meal.” he says laughing.

“I’ll make us late?! You’re the one who was still in bed half an hour ago!” Dex argues back, laughing as well, as they leave for the meal.

Some Random Advice from a College Senior Who is Doing Pretty OK
  • Develop a steady sleep schedule. 
  • Wake up an hour earlier than you necessarily need to. Use this extra time for self care.
  • Eat a hearty breakfast every day, something with fiber, natural sugars, and a lot of protein. My go-to is a bowl of oatmeal topped with sliced banana and a scoop of peanut butter. 
  • Wash your face and brush your teeth twice a day. I don’t care if you missed your alarm and you’re running 20 minutes late; wash your face and brush your teeth. I don’t care how exhausted you are when you trudge home from the library at midnight; wash your face and brush your teeth. Seriously, wash your face and brush your teeth.
  • Make a spot in your schedule for studying as if it were another class. Hold yourself accountable for participating in that study time as you would a class.
  • Going to the library and neatly arranging all your study materials across a desk might make you feel accomplished and motivated, but you do actually have to study once you’re aesthetically fulfilled. 
  • Reaching out to a tutor doesn’t make you look dumb; knowing that you need a tutor but being too proud to get one does make you look dumb.
  • It’s OK to fail a class or two, most people do. I failed a chemistry class last year and it devastated me. But, I kept moving forward and I’m back on track now. Don’t dwell on your failures; analyze them; learn from them; realize that failure is an opportunity for growth.
Rocket- Tom Holland x Reader Imagine

Y/N- Your name
Y/L/N- Your last name

Warnings: I don’t know if this qualifies as like soft smut or not but maybe a lil. Sexual themes? Idfk.

After an intensive day of filming on the sequel to Spider-Man: Homecoming, it was agreed amongst the cast that you all deserved a nice dinner out. While Jacob and Tom were finishing up a scene Tony, Laura, Zendaya and yourself were kicking back in Toms trailer as it was the biggest. ‘Biggest trailer for the biggest ego’ Zendaya would always joke.

And she wasn’t joking, about the size of the trailer. It was like a small apartment. As you entered there was a modular lounge to the left, a fully stocked kitchen to the right. In the bathroom there was a shower and a bath with jetts. There was a double bed in a compact bedroom at the back. Seeing as it was the most accomodating of everyone’s trailers everyone would usually hang out in there.

‘This scene is taking a long time hey?’ Zendaya questioned.

Sitting on one of the bean bags, you turned around to face Zendaya, Laura and Tony who were sitting on the lounge.

‘Yeah it’s 6:55 now. I made the reservation at Downtown for 7.’ you replied.

‘They better get a damn move on I’m hungry man.’ Tony complained.

On Tony’s last word, the trailer door flew open and Tom rushed in followed by Jacob. Tom immediately started removing his last costume- a simple blue sweatshirt and a pair of black jeans- regardless of the fact that everyone was watching.

‘We’re sorry, they had trouble with the wires so we had to wait till they could get new ones in. How long do we have to get to the restaurant?’ Tom inquired.

‘About 30 seconds’ Laura stated, slightly disappointed.

‘Shit, sorry guys. Would they hold the reservation if we were 20 minutes late?’ Jacob asked.

'I don’t know, Y/N made the booking. Would they hold it Y/N?’ Zendaya asked you. You barely heard or noticed any of this exchange as your eyes were focused on Tom the whole time. The cast had become close over the time they had known each other so it wasn’t abnormal to catch each other changing every now and then. That didn’t stop you getting overly distracted by the fact that Tom was standing directly in front of in nothing but his red plaid boxers and black socks. You sneaked a geez up and down his torso, disgustingly toned and defined as it was. Daydreaming about how his the soft skin of his chest would feel against your fingertips you didn’t realise that everyone was waiting from an answer from you.

Laura however had noticed exactly what was holding your gaze ever so perfectly. Nudging you gently in the shoulder. 'Y/N? The reservation?’

You had been flung back into reality much to your dismay. 'What about it?’

Laura gave you an eye as if to say 'I know what you were up to.’

'Would they hold it if we were a bit late?’ Tony asked, now frustrated from hunger.

'Uh no. They’re really strict with reservation times.’ you confirmed.

Now clothed in a pair of blue jeans, a tight black t shirt that complimented his arms tremendously, and his old brown boots, Tom chimed in.

'Y/N darling I’m really sorry. I know you went to a lot of effort to get that booking.’

-

You and Tom became quite close during filming. Both fresh to the industry you and Tom bonded over the new experiences and exposure you were both getting. Coffee dates to run through lines was a common thing for you to do together, by you were careful to never call them dates in front of him. You didn’t want him to know you wanted him as more than just a friend.

Admittedly you had often thought about what it would be like to straddle his lap. To pull his shirt off over his head feeling every muscle it grazed against. Inhale the scent of him you found so much comfort in. However, both of you being up and coming actors, it wasn’t a good to get involved with each other. The media could tear down relationships and quickly.

-

'Did you guys just want to come to mine? I’ve got the barbecue, there’s beer. We can have a cook up?’ Tom suggested.

Happy that plans had been redeemed although slightly changed, everyone agreed and made there way to the parking lot.

'Who’s going in who’s car?’ Zendaya questioned.

Laura stepped in quickly. 'Jacob and Tony and I can come with you? Yeah? And uh, Y/N can go with Tom?’ Laura looked at you with a sly smirk on her face.

'Sounds good to me’ Tom said happily.

“Aight. Meet you guys there.’ Zendaya said as everyone hopped into the two cars.

As the other car sped off, Tom began to follow. The air conditioning in the car was blasting which made you shiver slightly.

'Are you cold?’ Tom asked you.

'Just a little.’

'Sorry love’. He turned the air conditioning off.

'You could have left it on. I don’t mind.’

'Can’t have my girl getting a cold can we.’

My girl? What the fuck? Did this little bitch just called you my girl.? You assumed you were having a delightful dream so you remained silent looking out the window.

'Uh, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean my girl as you’re MINE yanno, to own or anything’ Tom began awkwardly. 'Because you’re not an object. I just meant as like my friend. Cos we’re uh just friends. And you’re a girl’.

'Tom it’s okay.’ you forced a laugh to lighten the mood, slightly disappointed by the mention of the 'F’ word.

'Did you wanna put your music on?’

'Yeah sure.’ You grabbed your phone out of your purse and plugged in the AUX cord. Going through your music you hastily put your general playlist on shuffle.

“Let me sit this ass on you

Show you how I feel

Let me take this off

Will you watch me?”

Suddenly the tension in the air, turned to sexual tension. You heard Tom clear his throat and start focusing even more on where his hands should be sitting on the steering wheel. You however were having an existential crisis. You could leave the innuendo ridden song on and live through it, or skip it but have him know that you it made you feel awkward and nervous. What to fuckin do?

“That’s mass appeal

Don’t take your eyes

Don’t take your eyes off it

Watch it, babe

If you like you can touch it, baby

Do you, do you wanna touch it, baby?”

After what seemed like a million years later you pulled into the driveway of Tom’s Atlanta house. Taking the AUX cord out of your phone, you rushed out of the car, and down the side of the house out to the back patio you had been to so many times before. Tom walking behind you, you pulled up a garden chair to sit with everyone else who had already helped themselves to Tom’s fridge clearly.

'I see you guys found the beer perfectly well then’ Tom said dropping his keys on the outdoor table.

'We did man, so grateful. Truly.’ Jacob complimented jokingly.

'Uh huh, sure bud.’

Tony and Laura came out through the screen door with sausages and buns in hand.

'Let’s get this shit going!’ Tony cheered, throwing the sausages onto the flaming barbecue.

'Yes Ton! Music though, we need music.’ Zendaya added making her way to the speaker.

'Y/N has some decent music’ Tom said suggestively. He looked at you biting his lip slightly. You glared back at him. What was he getting at?

'Did you wanna put yours on Y/N?’ Zendaya asked you.

'Uh yeah, here you go.’ You passed her your phone.

Scrolling through your playlist Zendaya was pleased with what she saw. Starting out with a random RnB song, you had a sip of your beer, relaxing as best you could.

-

Hours passed, the party had moved inside after it started raining and an excess of alcohol was consumed. Jacob had gone home earlier because he had an interview early the next morning. You had ordered Tony an uber home after he managed to throw up in a pot plant. Tom was now sprawled out on his couch, back against the arm rest. Zendaya and Laura sat against the bottom of the couch in a conversation of their own.

You could handle a few drinks, so you were tipsy at the most. You sat at the opposite end of the couch that Tom sat at. Your legs stretched out, leaning carefully against the side of his hip.

'This has been a good night guys. It was no Downtown five class meal but it was a good night. I’m glad I got to spend it with you guys.’ you said cheerfully.

'It’s been dope. Laura and I were thinking, we should go to a club. It’s only 1 o'clock, the night is still young man.’ Zendaya chimed, turning to face you and Tom.

'Yeah let’s go! It’ll be good! Laura added.

'I think I’m just gonna go home soon. I’m kind of tired. ’ you replied.

'Yeah uh, I wanna get some sleep in, you guys go though. Have fun!’ Tom agreed.

'Alright then. Well our Uber’s pulling up now’ Zendaya informed.

'See you guys later, thanks for havin us Tom’ Laura yelled. 'Later you two!’ Zendaya added, with what you thought was a wink.

As the two girls closed the back door behind them Tom smiled at you. 'So it’s just us now then.’

'Looks like it baby boy.’ you replied, maybe a little drunker than you thought you were. You shifted so your feet sat on his upper thigh.

'What did you call me love?’ Tom asked you, amused.

'I called you baby boy. If I’m your girl, your my baby boy. My tommy boyyy.’ You were definitely smashed.

Tom sat up holding your legs on his knees. 'I’m your boy then am I?’ he had your eyes locked on his now and he wasn’t losing them any time soon. You could taste his breath on yours he was so close.

He unexpectedly started running his hand up the side of your leg, moving slower and slower as he got further up your thigh. His hair was in the curls you loved so much, and as he moved in further to meet your face you gained a little confidence, taking your hand through the curls just at the nape of his neck.

'This is good. I like this’ you said looking through your lashes into his deep brown eyes. Placing you only your back, Tom parted your legs, crawling through to place his head above yours. Resting his hand under the back of your neck to support you his lips connected with yours.

His lips slid down further, dragging steadily down your neck. Your hands had slid down out of his hair and to the hem of his shirt where they now crept around the plane of his back. You felt every muscle as they flexed with his movements.

Placing tender kisses along your collarbone and supporting your back Tom pulled you up onto his lap. You kissed his cheeks and his shoulders making his eyes rolls back.

You gained more and more confidence as he took his shirt over his head revealing his fascinating torso.

'Let me dance for you.’ you whispered in his ear. ’

'What are you talking about darling?’ he mumbled pulling back a little to look at you.

You crept up off his lap, sauntering over to the free space in the middle of the lounge room. You could stand up straight but admittedly you felt like you were gonna fall head first into the coffee table. You looked him in the eye and began to peel your shirt over you head as seductively as possible.

'Let me sit this ass on you

Show you how I feel

Let me take this off

Will you watch me?’

You sang as you winked at him. Tom’s smile grew wider and wider as he sat back to take all of you in. You walked slowly back over to him you lifted his chin with your finger, throwing a leg either side of his lap once again.

'That’s mass appeal

Don’t take your eyes

Don’t take your eyes off it

Watch it, babe

If you like you can touch it, baby’

You took his hands and placed them on your hips, giving him silent permission to roam your body.

'You keep surprising me everyday Y/N Y/L/N’.

'I’m glad I do’. You kissed him, biting his bottom lip. He moved his lips down to the top of your chest, and you pulled him closer, not wanting to let him go any time soon.

'Yeah so um, Laura forget her purse.’ you had from what sounded like Zendaya’s voice. Both you and Tom turned spun your heads towards the door to find both Laura and Zendaya.

'I did! I really did, and uh, I’m just gonna grab that quickly’ Laura said with a giggle picking her purse up off the coffee table.

Mortified was an understatement. You quickly threw yourself up from you former position hustling to find your shirt on the ground. Tom had grabbed a pillow covering his lower torso for reasons that were implied.

'We were just talking. We weren’t like DOING anything, um, that wasn’t what you probably think it was.’ you said defending yourself in the midst of the most unfortunate moment.

'Hey! What happened to me being your baby boy?’ Tom inquired with a smirk.

Zendaya and Laura both looked at you with raised eyebrows. You had been caught, in one of the most joyous moments of your life.

'Well uh, Z I think uh we should get going. You think?’ Laura said enthusiastically.

'Yeah. We’ll see you two tomorrow’ Zendaya grinned at you in praise.

As the two girls left Tom turned back to you, pulling you by your hand back towards him.

'Now where were we darling?’

• • • •

I am so aware that this is shit but I spent ages on it so whatever. Let me know if you enjoyed it 😘

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If you pray with all your heart, maybe the sun will cheer up and show itself once again, lighting our world with its heavenly glow ! After all, the best thing about the great god Amaterasu is that happy-go-lucky spirit ! Right, Ammy ?

Okami 10th Anniversary → April 20, 2006

Imagine:
I had been waiting for Justin to come home all day because we had plans to go eat and he had been running 20 minutes late. “Fuck man.” I groaned noticing my aching stomach. I was starving, I hadn’t eaten all day. Just then I heard the key in the front door. I turned my head to see Justin walking in. He was whistling a familiar song, but I just couldn’t name it. “Babe you’re 20 minutes late, I’m hungry! I complained. "I know I know I’m sorry.” He said with his head turned away. “Justin why do you sound like me with my retainer on?” I questioned. He suddenly got a huge smile to show off his new grill.
“No you didn’t.” I said shocked. “Yep.” He said proudly. “Is that why you were whistling grillz by nelly?!” I said laughing. “Yes!” He said in the same tone laughing loudly. “So what do you think?” He asked. “Smile for me daddy.” I said with a big grin. “You want me to rob a jewelry store and tell em’ make me a grill?” He said quoting the song. I couldn’t be mad at him for coming home late, plus the grill made him sexy. “Bizzle 2.0!” He said. I shot him a look. “Hell no bizzle was unhealthy. If you wanna resurrect anyone, bring back chubstin or 2015stin.” I crossed my arms. He raised his eyebrows. “You really are a belieber.” “I stan a legend.” I smiled.

Him or me?

Hey angels!

I changed a few things, hope you like it anyway! Also this is a bit longer than the others. I really hope you like this one. xx

Also, please note that my mother tongue isn’t English so there might be some mistakes. Feel free to correct me if I made mistakes!

Requested by Anon: reggie x reader x archie where reader is a jock and plays basketball and soccer and volleyball and both archie and reggie like her but she’s friends with betty so she chooses reggie and this makes archie really upset but he soon realizes you are meant to be with reggie. sorry, not enough reggie find out there!

Originally posted by justin-gingerlake

Pairing: Reggie Mantle x Reader x Archie Andrews

Words: 1,745

There always was a rivalry between Archie and Reggie but it never bothered me as much as it does now. A few weeks ago it started to get worse for some reason. Of course, I did ask Archie why but he never gave a proper answer to you. I even tried to talk to Reggie about it but he as well didn’t bother to answer the question.

As I’m walking to my locker to get ready to walk home I see the two boys verbally fight. Annoyed I roll my eyes and walk up to them. “I don’t know what’s gotten your pants in a twist but it has to end now. Do you realize how tiring it is when you two are constantly fighting? So how about both of you just start to learn how to get along instead?” My voice sounds harsher than it meant to be.

The boys drop their heads and mumble ‘sorry’. “What were you fighting about anyways? And this time it’d be great if I get an actual answer” I say. This time I sound a lot nicer. Archie and Reggie look at each other silently asking if they should tell the truth. “C'mon guys. Spit it out”

“I, um, we, um” Reggie stutters. He blushes while he scratches his neck in embarrassment. Adorable, I think as my heart skips a beat. “I have feelings for you” the dark-haired boy confesses quietly. My mouth opens ready to say something but nothing comes out. I look at Archie still trying to process the sudden confession.

My childhood friend clenches his jaw. His brown eyes are filled with anger. “Not so long ago he didn’t even know you exist and now he is all over you, wanting to be near you and touch you. And as I know you, you won’t even realize that he’s playing you? Don’t you see that you’re probably just a little game to him? Don’t you see that he doesn’t care about you? Don’t you see that he will one day hurt you? Don’t you see that I am so much better for you than he is?” Archie spats.

I admit, his words hurt. He never talked to me like that. For a very short moment my eyes find Reggie’s. “Don’t you dare talking to me like that. Like I’m some sort of a stupid girl, like I’m a child. I am perfectly capable of choosing the people I hang with. I don’t need you or anybody else to tell me who I can spend my time with. And for your record, right now the only person who’s hurting me is you, Andrews” My voice waves and my eyes begin to water.

“Maybe it’s best if you would choose then. Him or me?” Archie says. “Are you seriously asking me to choose?” I ask in disbelief. “Do you think the same as him?” My eyes wander to Reggie, who’s standing uncomfortably next to Archie. “I think he’s right, Y/N” he admits. “You two are unbelievable” I point at them and turn around, ready to leave school since I don’t want to be near them at the moment. Luckily not many people were in the hallway so barely someone saw the discussion we just had.

Absentmindedly I walk into Pop’s since the atmosphere of the diner always calms me down. My eyes look around, searching for a familiar face. As I find one I make my way to the booth. “Can I sit?” I ask the blond girl. “Of course” Betty smiles.

“You seem upset. What happened?” Her blue eyes staring into mine. Concern filling them. I sigh and grab her milkshake, taking a sip from it. “Reggie and Archie. They both somehow like me and now I have to choose. But how should I do it, Bets? Either way one of them will get hurt and I lose one of them” I sigh again, not knowing what I should do.

“Do you have feelings for both?” she asks curiously. “No. Just for Reggie” I mumble looking at my hands. “But I can’t lose Archie. I can’t just throw our friendship away” My eyes begin to burn but I try my hardest not to let tears fill them. Betty takes my hand and looks me softly in the eyes. “Listen to your heart. Archie has to understand that you can’t force yourself to have feelings for him. I know it’s hard to break your best friend’s heart but you have to think about yourself first this time, okay?” I nod, whispering a 'thank you’.

We talk about anything other than my issue until Kevin and Veronica turn up. After a while I let my mind wander, not listening to the conversation anymore.

I think about the stupid situation with Archie and Reggie. Trying to figure out how I will handle it I think about the first time Reggie actually talked to me. I remember how surprised I was when he asked me to hang out with him. I wanted to turn him down since I didn’t like how he treats Jughead. But when I looked into his eyes I couldn’t say 'no’. His eyes were full of hope and I decided to give it a shot. He had the biggest and cutest smile on his face after I agreed to hang out.

A couple of days later we hang out more often. He made me laugh so many times. We got close and slowly but surely I started to catch feelings for him. I tried to push them away but Archie noticed that I acted different. He got so mad when he found out that Reggie and I met up a couple of times. I thought he has accepted that by now but apparently he didn’t.

I’ve tried to make up my mind for three days now and the fact that Archie didn’t want to leave me alone didn’t help. I still don’t know how I’m going to break it to Archie that I like Reggie and not him. But one day I have to do it so I decided to go to his house and just say it. As I breath nervously in I press the bell. Lucky as I am, Archie opens the door. “Y/N, hey” he says surprised. “Hey, um, can I come in?” I ask, playing with my hands. “Yeah, of course” he lets me in and I follow him up to his room.

“Listen, I-” I begin but get interrupted by Archie. “Before you tell me what you want to, let me speak first. I’m sorry for what I said the other day. I was just so angry and jealous and I didn’t mean anything I said. I know this is no excuse but I really am sorry” he says feeling guilty. “I admit your words really hurt me but I forgive you, Arch” I smiled slightly. A sigh of relief leaves his mouth.

“So, what I’ll tell you now won’t be easy and I’m sorry if I hurt you. I really like Reggie and I wish I could have feelings for you so I don’t have to hurt you by telling this but I can’t change the way my heart feels, Archie” I say sadly. “I always knew you like him. I was just so selfish to accept it and wanted you for my own” he whispers, sounding heartbroken. His eyes are glued on the floor. “I’m really sorry” Tears start to form in my eyes. My heart aches seeing my friend like this. It aches even more knowing that I am the reason for his pain.

“Does he make you happy?” he asks quietly. His brown eyes finally looking up, right into mine. “The happiest I’ve been in a long time” I say. A smile that I can’t fight forms in my face as I think about all the times Reggie made me laugh. Archie swallows, my answer clearly hurting him. “I’m sorry” I apologize again. My heart still feeling heavy. “It’s alright” For a few minutes none of us say a word. The silence is thick and kind of awkward.

“Do you think it will ever be the same as it was before?” the red-headed boy asks, hope filling his voice. “Hopefully. I don’t want to lose you. You’re my best friend. What would I do without you?” I say, putting my head on his shoulder. “Your life would be so boring” he laughs lightly. “You’re probably right” I giggle. “How did Reggie react?” Archie asks, looking into my eyes.

“Crap. I forgot to tell him” My eyes widen in shock. I quickly take my phone and send him a text to tell him that he should meet me at my house in 20 minutes. “I gotta go. Hope it’s not too late though” I laugh nervously. “Bye” I say as I walk out of his room. “Go get him, girl” he yells.

My heart clenches as I realize Reggie wasn’t at my house. Sighing I look around, searching for the tall boy. A smile forms on my face when I see him walking up to me. “Hey” I greet him shyly. “Hey” he says back, a nervous smile on his face. “Want to go inside?” I ask, already unlocking the door. He nods and follows me inside the house. We enter the living room and sit down on the couch.

Neither of us say a word, not knowing what to say. “You know, if you want to reject me just say it” he mumbles. Surprised I look at him. I’ve never seen him like this. He is more timid than usual. “Reggie, I don’t know what you’re talking about. Didn’t you notice that I really like you?” I softly say and smile at him. “What about Archie?” he asks. “Don’t worry about him. He will be alright”

“You have no idea how happy I am right now” A huge smile on his face. There he is. The confident Reggie, I think happily. “Now we can go on a proper date” he grins, taking my hand in his bigger one. “It better be the best date I ever had” I joke, winking at him. “It will the best on this entire planet” he laughs, kissing my temple. My heart flutters at this cute gesture and if it’s even possible my smile gets even bigger. I made definitively the right choice to listen to my heart. 

Hello, it’s #optomstudies here again with another Sunday Study Tip on university life! This will be a multi-part series that hopefully will give a unique insight, since I can go on and on about university, and I love giving advice and helping others :)


PART 2: GETTING TO CLASS

Know how to travel to and get around uni! Join tour groups during orientation week, and visit your classrooms before you start. Figure out what’s cheaper in terms of travel. See if you can live on campus possibly? I personally haven’t lived on campus.

The university campus itself is pretty large as well, but you come to like it because otherwise you don’t get enough exercise between sitting on the train, bus and in lectures ;)

Attendance: It’s optional. I try and attend as many classes as possible except when I’m inundated with homework/studying to do, but as I iterated in the previous part, I think it’s best to leave a whole day devoted to studying when making your timetable. 

My advice is to do what you think will be more productive

The reason is because some (really, a few) people actually get a lot done if they don’t feel drained by travelling 3-4 hours a day, and (most) others just bludge the whole day. Work out your studying habits the first semester in the early weeks. 

I personally think skipping is okay and I don’t think of badly of anyone anymore for skipping, but the only thing is that I don’t recommend skipping to do something other than study/catch-up e.g. part-time job or otherwise. 

I always end up regretting when I have a timetable that doesn’t have skippable days though, so make at least one day with lectures without attendance-taking only. 

Most people are pretty lazy though so listening to yourself usually sucks. Go to class if you aren’t sure. 

I do think that attendance has many advantages though, here are some more and less obvious ones:

Pros

  • Obvious ones - you can: ask questions, active participation, answer questions, first hand tips about exams from lecturer, get info on assignment deadlines. 
  • You feel less tired and more alert, imo. 
  • You don’t end up spending more than 50 minutes on the lecture (at home you can get distracted and rewind too much)
  • Lecturer gets to know you (may be useful in the future for references, or if you’re looking to do research with them, they want to know that you’re a dedicated student)
  • You get to meet people - the optometry cohort is pretty tight knit due to having to take the same courses, so you can actually get to know everyone in the cohort. Unfortunately I don’t really get to meet the ones that don’t go to class often :(
  • You avoid bad sound quality recordings and missed recordings :)

Cons

  • The travel time and the drain on energy
  • The tiny desks that don’t fit anything
  • Unable to pause and stretch during lecture
  • The uncomfortable chairs
  • Fast lecturers are hard to understand nah, it’s the same if you stay at home really. 
  • It’s hard to stay awake during long lectures

Study on the way to uni! Seriously, there is a 1:k ratio for how much I study on the train and what marks I get that semester. Our brain works best in spurts of 50 minutes followed by a break of 20 minutes or so, which is perfect for my travelling. I am super focused the whole train trip, and leave the bus time for relaxing. 

Be early to class. My goodness, I actually turned up like 20 minutes late to 9am lectures regularly back in 1st and 2nd year. Once I even turned up at 9:40 and only had 10 minutes worth of lecture left. I know there are some people who say, why even bother turning up if you’re going to do that *with scorn*, but seriously you can learn a lot in the last 10 minutes, so just go anyway and ignore those naysayers.

Now I always turn up to class 20 minutes early :D It’s a small but nice achievement. You feel much more refreshed, you don’t have to rush to unpack your stuff, you don’t have to sneak in quietly, it’s more polite to the lecturers, and you don’t get known for coming late to lectures (I was running for a society executive position once and someone took a shot at me saying that I turned up to class late and hence shouldn’t be voted for, etc. I still got a position though B) 


Do your research before you purchase a laptop or any stationery. My friend just takes a paper pad, a pen and a calculator to class. I take my laptop and my lab books as well as usually two large pencil cases full of optometry equipment.

Depending on which faculty you’re with and what you prefer to work with (pen/laptop), there’s a lot of variables involved. 

Here’s a few things I had to think about and had to balance: (seriously no one thinks about this or writes this down anywhere)

  • How fast can I note take? Paper vs. laptop
  • How fast do I need to note take - i.e. concepts based courses in arts where you can summarise ideas vs. exercises in maths, vs. science type courses in biology where it’s mostly information?
  • What kind of information do I need to take down - calculations vs. written sentences?
  • Screen needs to be large enough so that you do not need to sit super close to it, and so that you can see both lecture slides/textbook, and typing pane at the same time.
  • Screen needs to be small enough to fit your laptop in your bag
  • Screen needs to be small enough to fit on those tiny writing desks attached to the lecture theatre seats
    • My laptop just half sits on some of these :(
  • You need space in your bag for lunch.

If you’re going to go with paper, I have some general recommendations:

  • Use paper leaf - bringing larger books to uni is cumbersome, and you may need to bring home additional worksheets.
  • Bring your basic stationery kit. For me that’s a blue+black pen, pencil, eraser, ruler and highlighter.

If you’re going to go with a laptop, general recommendations are:

  • Bring a charger for studying at uni.
  • Don’t consider price, but consider sturdiness and lifetime.
  • Choose one that has enough processing power. Too much lag is really frustrating when you get late to class and the lecturer is already making important points. Get a SSD if possible/if rich because the short startup time makes you happy :D
  • Battery size - this is a must consider. My laptop has such a terrible battery life and I cannot stay at uni long without bringing my charger. You need at least 4-5 real hours of typing on a word doc with wifi ON even if you don’t stay back at uni to study.

Get a sturdy backpack, one that has two straps. Yeah sure you can get a fancy leather Michael Kors tote bag but how much is it going to carry and is that enough for the way that you take notes or study? Think about it:

  • Do I need to carry any lab books/equipment? (The issue of weight)
  • Do I need to bring lunch/other personals? (you might be able to just get a laptop satchel)
  • Am I going to be carrying things in my arms (like books/laptop)? I strongly do not recommend it.
  • Laptop or paper - get a better backpack if using a laptop. I recommend a price around $50 for a good quality backpack. You aren’t going mountaineering so no need for anything too expensive.
  • How big does it need to be? I recommend something that can fit your laptop and more comfortably. 

Here’s my description of an ideal bag. 

  • Enough padding so that your items don’t jut into your back when walking. 
  • A leather bottom to prevent the bag fabric from becoming dirty over time
  • A separate laptop pouch that’s padded and with a velcro/button at the top.
  • Two separate compartments for your books/lunch and a front compartment for your pencilcase, phone and other small items
  • Sturdy straps with good stitching that won’t tear after wearing it on one shoulder to get things out. 
  • It’s pretty and fashionable :’)

You need something functional to carry your phone (and earphones), your student card and your Opal card/train-bus tickets at all times in your hands. Gosh how many times have I wasted money on some new pouch or case to find that it’s extremely inconvenient. You need something to carry these items while you walk around and really quickly. A flip case is super inconvenient. It’s a lot better to have an easy-access pocket of some sort. If you’re a guy no problems here. I recommend a phone case that has space for your travel card/ticket on the back so you can tap on/off easily. If nothing else works you can just hold it in your hands when you get out of the train. 

Bring a jacket made of a good material, a sturdy umbrella and a water bottle. Keep them in your locker if you can’t carry them around with you. The weather at uni almost has its own climate! At my uni, there’s a main walkway that’s about 10 metres across and bounded by heaps of tall eucalyptus trees. Every summer it becomes the home of several broken umbrellas and has pools of water that completely soak your shoes and socks :P


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Prompt: 57 for @sgtbxckybxrnes ‘s AU challenge: Celebrity/Movie Star

Summary: When you run into (literally) a really fucking hot man, you don’t expect to see him again, until he turns up at your cafe a few days later. The both of you ‘click’ instantly, but is he really just the ‘person whose name will turn up somewhere in an indie movie credits’ that he makes himself out to be? Or is he something more than that?

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Word Count: 2,726 Words

Warnings: ½ Fluff, ½ Angst

Originally posted by dolorioushaze

“You free this Saturday?”

You look down as a text from Wanda appears on your phone. Hastily apologising as you push past a large crowd, you quickly type back;

“Yeah, why?”

You let out a sigh of relief as you finally break out of the stuffy mass of pedestrians, inhaling the clean air dramatically. You really only have one goal, and that’s to get to your shift early, and right now, you’re already late. Sometimes, sleep just really takes a hold of you and refuses to let you get up. Not your fault. 

“There’s a high-class party I’m invited to-want to come?”

Frowning, your fingers hover over the keyboard again, but another text comes in before you can finish typing yours. 

“I’m allowed to bring a date, but since I’m single, you’re the next best thing.”

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anonymous asked:

i saw your post about summer classes and it got me imagining regis and geralt as college profs

I imagine Regis is like super into his job because he likes to educate people with all of his massive amounts of knowledge about everything… I don’t know what he would teach? I’m thinking maybe like biology or something to do with medicine (since all of his barber-surgeon knowledge). But Geralt would totally be the one who shows up 20 minutes late looking like death, and I think he would teach like philosophy or phys ed class or maybe no one knows really what he’s teaching but his infrequent and short lectures are just REALLY GOOD so people like having classes with him