i worked so hard on this please get me notes

College Majors as lines from Hamilton
  • Psychology: Some men say that I'm intense or I'm insane
  • Chemistry: SHA-BOOM
  • Accounting: We need to handle our financial situation
  • History: But Jesus between all the bleeding and fighting I've been reading and writing
  • Business: Shake hands with him, charm her
  • English: He started retreatin and readin every treatise on the shelf
  • Creative writing: You built me palaces out of paragraphs
  • Criminal justice: Stay out of trouble and you double your choices
  • Pre Med/Nursing: Stay alive
  • Education: Give us a verse, drop some knowledge
  • Theater: Yo yo yo what time is it? SHOW TIME!
  • Music: You changed the melody every time
  • Foreign language: I came from afar just to say "bonsoir!"
  • Political Science: Don't modulate the key then not debate with me
  • Current Affairs: How lucky we are to be alive right now, history is happening
  • Fashion: I think your pants look hot
  • Philosophy: You want a revolution, I want a revelation
  • Theology: I'm searching and scanning for answers in every line

But she said, “Where d'you wanna go?
How much you wanna risk?
I’m not looking for somebody
With some superhuman gifts.
Some superhero,
Some fairytale bliss.
Just something I can turn to.
Somebody I can kiss.
I want something just like this.”

SUPER proud of this one holy shit!!

happi-cookie  asked:

Do you have any tips for studying for Psychology exams? I love your handwriting btw <3!

Thankyou! To study for my psych exams, I follow these tips below, and they work extremely well for me, but make sure to customise them to your needs!

  1. study early! I can’t stress this enough psych has so much content, the theories and paradigms are so in-depth, you can’t expect to study a week before and get a HD if you don’t fully understand everything. Your lecturers or teachers will tell you that you have an exam, weeks or even months prior, please start studying then!
  2. review your lecture notes! reviewing your notes frequently will mean that you don’t have to study as hard for the exams, it will ensure that you already have understanding surrounding that topic  
  3. think critically about the material: effective studying involves more than just reading the assigned text and skimming through your notes. You need to analyse and understand the material.
  4. create a quick outline of the topics that will most likely be on the exam. Put a star next to the subjects that are giving you the most trouble, and then study these topics first. Next, move on to the material that you are more familiar with for a quick refresher.
  5. compare and contrast different theories and concepts: studying psychology involves more than just reading and memorising facts. It’s important to compare and contrast different theories and think about how these concepts relate to real life. As you learn about different topics, compare the new material to things you learned previously. For example, you might create a chart outlining the differences between the various branches of psychology or exploring the similarities between two theories of personality. Finally, by relating the information you learn to real examples in your own life, you will find that it is much easier to understand and remember come test time.
  6. use crash course! this is such amazing resource for everything to do with psych! Hank explains everything so well!

some of these tips are from here, this is a very helpful resource when studying for psych! I live by it xx

Thoughts on Wattpad

Ah… where do I start? I guess I’ll begin by saying that I had absolutely no clue what Wattpad was until I joined the Miraculous fandom. At first, I just thought “Oh, it’s another website people use to post their writings.” It wasn’t until someone sent me a message asking me to read their fic that I bothered to check it out.

As with any other social media platform/online service (e.g. Instagram, Amino, Facebook, etc.) Wattpad itself isn’t such a terrible thing; rather, it’s the people who misuse the service and fail to comply with the rules that cause issues. Of course, one could argue that these companies could do more to prevent such misuse.

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to my fellow monbebes

as all of you know, we did not win tonight’s show champion buT we did get nominated to be in the top 5 and that is one significant milestone that we have reached. firstly, i would like to establish that it is perfectly fine to be upset, i mean who wouldn’t be to see that their idols did not win first place even though they have been working so hard for their comeback

however

we should not let not winning at tonight’s show champion deter us from trying to get that first win but instead use it to encourage ourselves to work even harder!! show champion proved a few (very important) things so bear with me if i seem too technical so;


 here are ways on how we can help our boy get their well-deserved first win

do note that we ARE NOT AND SHOULD NOT be putting anyone down if they are unable to help in a certain aspect, monbebes are here to help each other so please DO NOT BE UPSET IF YOU ARE UNABLE TO GET A MELON PASS/BUY THE ALBUMS, THERE ARE SO MANY OTHER WAYS IN WHICH YOU CAN HELP

DIGITAL SALES: streaming/downloading on korean music platforms such as naver and melon

very very very crucial and make up around 40% to 60% of the scores that contribute to a group’s standing on music shows!!! so please stream on major korean music platforms such as melon and naver if you are (financially) able to

PREVOTING: for music shows which count pre-voting

- a very good way for international monbebes/monbebes who are unable to contribute to digital sales to contribute!!! even though most prevotes only make up 10%-20% of the scores, they are still very critical 

tutorials for prevoting can be found everywhere on tumblr and twitter and what not, i even have tutorials for show champion and mcountdown which you can find under the tag ‘projectbeautiful’

PHYSICAL SALES: buying the album

- usually makes up around 20% of the scores so if you are able to, do purchase albums from stores that contribute to the hanteo charts

!!!note: one album is around $20 depending on where you live so do not fret or put pressure on yourself if you are unable to contribute via physical sales because there are other ways that you can help without spending money!!!

STREAMING OF THE OFFICIAL MUSIC VIDEO: on both starship’s official channel and 1thek’s official channel

- stream the official music video on both starshiptv and 1thek official channels

STREAMING OF MCOUNTDOWN PERFORMANCES

- watch their comeback stage 

INCREASE THEIR SNS POINTS

- search 몬스타엑스 and 아름다워 on search engines such as naver and daum

- hashtag #몬스타엑스 and #아름다워 when tweeting 


even if we do not win, do not insult other idols and start fanwars because all idols work hard to get to where they are, congratulate them, move on and continue to work hard to get our first win

thank you monbebes and i hope that you have not been discouraged because its just the beginning!!! our boys have worked hard for this album so its our turn to work hard and get that first win!!

ladylilyanne  asked:

Happy belated birthday! I'm pretty sure at this point Tumblr ate the ask I sent two weeks ago, so here it is again. Qui-Gon as a Force Ghost watches over the terrible tragedy that is Obi-Wan's life and regrets. He wakes up one day to find himself in the past (Probably before Bandomeer, but any time before Naboo is good) and immediately latches onto Obi-Wan. Like clings to the poor kid and refuses to let him out of his sight and doesn't screw up like he did before. Thank you for all your work! ^^

Obi-Wan is quietly patching a hole in his robe, his hand shaking ever so slightly and Qui-Gon can’t help but stare at the man his former padawan has become.

‘Force…he’s barely hitting forty five but he looks…he looks older then I did when I died..’ The ghost glanced at the shaking hands and then knelt down in front of the man, looking up at the wrinkled and tired looking face.

‘I made a mess of your life my Padawan. I left to many things unsaid and did to many things to shape your personality for the worse.’ He reached out to brush the others face with his hands, sighing when they passed through the skin.

His padawan hesitated a moment, as if he had felt something then continued his mending work of the old robe he wore to keep the sand out of his clothes.

Not that it was possible.

Anakin had been right about that. Sand got everywhere.

‘I wish…I wish I could redo it all my dearest child.’

The Force rose up in answer and both Jedi jerked to in shock and surprise as it seemed to answer Qui-Gon’s wish.

“Qui-Gon?” Obi-Wan rose in surprise, looking around with a sheen of desperation in his eyes.

Qui-Gon would have answered.

If it had not been for the Force sweeping him away, taking him apart and remaking him.

And when he opened his eyes again, he was staring up at the ceiling of the Halls of healing, the hand of a healer on his chest as he blinked slowly.

Words came hard to him and he struggled to get them out as he looked around, taking note of what he’d call a pale Yoda at the doors. “Ugh?”

“Calm you should be, a massive trauma you’ve had.” The old troll offered sharply.

“Master Yoda, please.”

The old Jedi grunted but quieted down, watching from his hover chair as the healer continued working on Qui-Gon.

“Yoda, I heard Qui-Gon col-Qui-Gon!” Mace almost fell through the door and stared at his much to pale friend as he was carefully helped to sit up. “So its true?”

“Collapsed while walking with me he did, reasons for it I do not know.”

“Best we can say is that the Force seemed to sweep him under though for wha-” Whatever the healer was about to say was never discovered because Qui-Gon suddenly jerked of the bed, almost falling over. “Obi-Wan!” He gasped.

And then he promptly went to his knees in a fit of dizziness that had the world bouncing around.

“Qui-Gon, careful!” Mace was there, helping the tall man up carefully. “Sith spit, take a few moments, breath!”

Yoda however had caught onto what the other had gasped.

“Initiate Kenobi?”

Qui-Gon, leaning heavily on the Korun, looked to Yoda. “Initiate? I…what…Force.” Qui-Gon swallowed and tried to pull his mind together. “…He’s still an Initiate?” He managed to question if a bit gruffly.

“Ages out in a month he will…” Yoda narrowed his eyes a bit. “Knew Kenobi you did not, yet now you seem to.”

“The Force…” Qui-Gon swallowed before jerking his way out of Mace arms. “I need to go find Obi-Wan.”

“You are going nowhere Master Jinn!”

()()()

His Master was a strange man.

Don’t get Obi-Wan wrong, he loved the man, he was a good teacher, a fabulous teacher who made sure Obi-Wan ate, made tea and explained concepts that sometimes went a bit over Obi-Wan’s head. But he was also an odd man who would sometimes stare at Obi-Wan as if he couldn’t quite believe what he was seeing and then there the times when Master Qui-Gon would just pull him into his lap and hold him tightly, rubbing his hand through Obi-Wan’s short spikes.

But…odd as it was…it felt nice.

Qui-Gon Jinn had the best hugs.

Warm with arms that could wrap entirely around Obi-Wan’s frame and smelled of tea and herb soap.

He was getting used to those hugs.

Those hugs were some of the best Obi-Wan had ever gotten because of how tightly the other man would hold him. He had honestly fallen asleep in those and woken up to find himself tucked into bed, wrapped in a blanket with his boots at his bedside and a glass of water by his bed.

It made him feel fuzzy and warm.

Someone cared about him.

CONTEST RESULTS!

Thank you guys so much for your patience! Got stuck at work longer than expected, but I’m here and I’ve got the results of the contest for ya. Before we jump into it, I wanna say I loved each and every one of the entries I received, and it wasn’t easy at all to pick — I’m gonna have a little blurb on each, and everyone reading, please, please be sure to follow them and shoot them some love for their work! Everyone did fantastic and I love the results.

Firstly, anyone not selected in the winner results below, please still e-mail me at ashtraydentist@aol.com — you will be receiving a notecard drawing of Sam and some stickers for your participation in the contest! Just let me know who you are, your entry, and your address, if you’re comfortable with that. 

The winner of the contest for the prize of the comic prompt is @withthedemonblood! Please e-mail me and we can get your unique Sam-centric comic started for you, your eyes only! Unless you wanna post it when you get it. Y’know. Whatevs.

The two winners for the fanfiction category is @brothersapart and @womanoflettersinthebunker ! The two winners for fan art is @sketchydean and @fioreitaliano (which is not letting me ping you, what a butthead tumblr is). The two winners for fan edits are @samprincesschester and @jaredbottoms!  Let me know if you would like The Little Golden Hunter’s Book or a grayscale copy of Ask Sam Stuff Volumes 1 or 2. If you would like to wait, you can request to have grayscale Volume 3 when it is completed! If you would rather have a drawn piece that is SPN-related, let me know, we can work something out that is non-book-related.  

(IF YOU ARE NOT ON THE LIST BELOW, PLEASE LET ME KNOW. I will add you and you will still be able to get a gift for partaking for your hard work — a Sam notecard of thanks and stickers! Apologies to the helpful notes left on the previous post before this one; I was at work so I couldn’t respond. :’))

Fanfiction:

Metal by @waytoomuchanalysis : A fantastic continuation of the bend the spoon entry, it dives into the potential of Sam stil having his powers! Look out for the warnings, and enjoy a dose of hurt!Sam, too! I love me some hurt!Sam.

The Long Road Home by @brothersapart : A wonderfully well-written ‘novelization’ of here and here, where Dean died as a child in the fire with their mother. Really awesome to tackle this one, and you did a great job conveying additional things in the narrative!

I’m Okay by @ultimatefandomtrash61 : A gritty and heavy covering of the entry involving Sam’s feelings after Toni’s deceit in 12x02; heed the warnings at the start! It’s a tough subject for sure, but it’s done very well!

As Dreamer’s Do by @withthedemonblood : Really wonderful descriptions and details as this goes, this takes what is a pretty silly entry and adds a lot of personality and weight to it; I love me some weechester stuff, and there’s even a little hurt!Dean in there for you guys who like fairness in torment, haha.

Manoir de Mes Reves by @captain-sodapop : I gotta say, I didn’t even remotely consider the http://asksamstuff.tumblr.com/post/118043076689/an-interesting-afternoon-at-the-mills-residence twister entry on Sam’s Birthday bash would end up as an entry! Great humor and a fun concept, check this one out.

I Love You, Too by @manuscript-or : Based on Sam's addiction to coffee (dude sometimes there’s such a thing as too much), this AU of the pilot episode is pretty cute and full of Jess and Sam goodness! And y'all know I’m a sucker for Jess and Sam. Check this out!

Happy Halloween by @womanoflettersinthebunker : Based on the halloween post about Abby the little sassy cowgirl with read hair and freckles! I really love the alternate route this took, and it gave Sam a fun little adventure to boot — love the details of Sam naming trick-or-treaters in this head! Fantastic work. ♥

Proud Defense by @my-pen-is-my-sword : Very, very neat — an expansion of this strange creature from a pre-series comic! I’m impressed with the attempt to tackle this one, since it was one of the more vague and mysterious comics I’ve thrown out there, but it ended up being a really great piece! Excellent job.

Scars by @samsexualdeancurious :  A short but sweet Jess/Sam entry, exploring a panel in this entry a bit more. Did I mention I’m a sucker for Jessica and Sam? Because I am. Great job on expanding on that entry, and great writing.

A Long Night (Part 1 | Part 2) by @borrowedtimeandspace : A lovely write-up of a section of the Ask Lil’ Sam Stuff plotline; I really loved doing that story, and I’m tickled to see that it was chosen to be done for the entry! They’ve done a really good job adding little narrative touches to this, and it’s a nice addition to the bitty!Sam collection!

Fan art:

BANANA SAM by @fioreitaliano : Based on this. I cannot believe my eyes. A+ banana!Sam. I’m so happy to have laid eyes on him in all his wonder.

No but Really, Call Me, Cont’d by @saintedsam : The cutest little continuation of Max Banes and Sam Winchester, from my entry of Max hitting on an oblivious Sam. And here he is, continuing to be oblivious! What a cute art style, I love it! (And that shirt, Max.)

The Purple Dog Shirt, Pt. II by @sketchydean : What a great follow-up to the purple dog shirt comic! It can be tough to whip up comics, but this is done extremely well and feels like such a solid continuation, I love it. Now - where the heck did that shirt go!!

Dean, I Made You More Pie by @h3dgehogjohn : Isn’t this so cute? A picture of little Sam from this entry making more 'pie’ for his brother! I love them in their little socks; great job, and a+ freckles. ;)

It was a long night by @dovesdanceatdusk  Banana!Sam strikes again!! This time with some backstory! I love the way Sam’s drawn in this, what an excellent style, and — yeah, it was a long night.

I’m Gonna Rip Your Lungs Out! by @nisaki-chan : Oh man, protective!Dean, weechesters, and the threat of lung-ripping. Our favorite! Great art style and an excellent choice in topic. I approve.

Take Care of Yourself! by @dozmuffinxc : Look at this cute entry! A Sam swathed in blankets! A really adorable art style, and a good point to keep in mind for everyone, especially over-working little Sam.

Samulet? … Deanmulet? by @sakurinn : Based on this post, sakurinn made an excellent video of Sam getting his own personal samulet! A Deanulet? A wonderful shout-out to you for making a video entry!! This is her first post on tumblr, so please be sure to send lovely wishes and a welcome to the community! ♥

Edits:

Lack of Agency by @jaredbottoms : An excellent study in gif-form of some of the lack of agency in Sam’s life, based on this post — it’s crazy to see it all laid out, and important to remember. Great selections for a strong gifset.

Cute-o-Meter by @samprincesschester : Something a little less serious — a good ol’ cracky screencap comic, based on this cracky lovefest of a post! I love the humor in this, and I love the team effort going into reminding everyone what a cutie-patootie Sam is. Thanks a ton, Team Freely Loving Sam Winchester.

Once again, give everyone a hand and some reblogs/notes/follows, they’re all super awesome and I’m so happy to have seen their work! Again, if you have an entry that isn’t here because I’m a dipstick and missed it, or I lost it while pasting together this monstrosity (so much linking, so much writing, ieieeeiee), message me and let me know! You’ll certainly still get yourself some stickers. ;)

Until the next contest??? Maybe??? 

I’ll just see you next entry, haha.

— Ashlee

P.S. Happy birthday, Sam. Congrats on being alive somehow in your canon!

paragon-arthur  asked:

Hey writingaid! I have to say, I love your blog so far! But I had a question. I can flesh out a story and all that, get everything done but for the life of me I can rarely force myself to actually WRITE, y'know? It's massively discouraging, as I've given up many stories because I lost the inspiration for them, and I'm getting depressed since being a writer is what I want to do with my life.

Hello, Paragon-arthur! I’m going to start off with a small warning: my answer to this might come across as a little disheartening at FIRST, but only because I’m being very realistic and honest.

If you want to be a writer, then don’t let anyone tell you that you cant, but know that it’s not an easy path unless you get really lucky. Most writers write as a secondary job because most authors don’t make enough to support themselves, and those that do, unless super-popular AND self-published, are often subject to their publisher’s demands (there are always exceptions, this is just what a lot of people experience). However, publishers are often really good at enforcing deadlines that can aid with productivity and they will work with you to increase sales with marketing tactics and good editing. What I’m saying is that the writer career is a little glamorized. It’s hard work, it’s frustrating work, so please understand that I’m NOT trying to discourage you but I have a little bit of concern when you say you want to be a writer but can’t get things on paper. If you aren’t experienced in the writing process, then do you really know what you’re planning to get into?

ON A HAPPIER NOTE: I see that you’ve come to me asking for help on how to fix this so you CAN pursue your dream. Every writer runs into issues, and you’ve identified yours. That’s a huge step and I’m flattered that you’re including me in your learning process! I can offer some methods that might help, but know that there is no magical way to fix the issue. I recommend a combination of these methods for optimal effect:

  1. Find someone who is interested in your work. I don’t just mean someone to spitball ideas with, but someone who actually wants to READ the story. This forces external motivation which often helps with productivity and can help keep up motivation since you have someone who’s hoping to get to see a final product. The goal of this method is to tie your writing to someone other than yourself so you can focus on “I’m doing this for _____” when you don’t personally want to work on it.
  2. Set deadlines/goals. 500 words a day. 300 words a day, even 100 words a day is a start. Just write, don’t think (at least not intentionally. Once you get better at actually writing things down then you can introduce other elements to worry about.) The issue here is that sticking with that goal can get tough when life happens, and life will always happen. I have some family staying over during the course of this week and I’m definitely not getting anything done, but I recognize that it’s a legitimate excuse and I won’t beat myself up over it.
  3. Steal productivity from other things. Maybe this only works for weirdos like me, but I find that if I’m being productive with other work, I’m more likely to get writing done too. I don’t know how many times in college that I stopped my research paper writing mid-sentence to open my story and work on that. I got more words written that way than any other method because I recognized that I was in a productive/focused mood and used it to my advantage. (To be fair, I also never worked on any papers last-minute so I could afford to divert my productivity elsewhere. Please don’t take attention away from school work if you don’t have the ability to.)
  4. Find a writing group/class. I saw writing groups in both high school and college, on top of the creative writing classes that were offered. I always found class to be especially useful for forcing things on paper because you have to show up with SOMETHING and you’re getting graded on effort/improvement. Groups are much more casual, but can lack that rigidness that is needed for some people to really get words down.
  5. Read. I remember the days of when I was almost scared to write and part of that was because I’m a person who works better with examples. By reading more I saw how other authors handled scenes and other elements, which allowed me to experiment with different style and techniques. Even if it was ‘throwaway’ work, every little bit of practice added up and eventually I was confident enough to branch out.

Those are the methods I personally used, but I know that every writer is different. What I’d do in your shoes is truly identify WHY you can’t write. Is it a lack of confidence? A lack of daily structure? Maybe you’re tired? By getting to the root of the problem you can better address it, but know that not all problems have easy and quick solutions.

Good luck with your work, and I hope I didn’t sound too harsh at first! I want you to do what makes you happy but I also want you to understand what that choice can entail. 

Hero: 8

Author’s Note: here we go! finally getting to the beating heart of the story! i’m so glad i was able to finish this before i leave for vacation lmao. i’m working very hard on getting part 9 completed for next week, and it will likely be written/edited on the plane. if this does un-updated for a bit, please forgive me! i promise it will come back with a vengeance. enjoy!!

Song for this chapter: Amen - Daimon

Genre: Vampire!Chanyeol; horror; thriller; suspense; drama; eventual smut

Pairing: Chanyeol x Reader (oc; female)

Rating (this chapter): R

Warnings (this chapter): graphic violence; explicit language; guns;

Word Count: 4,929

Prologue | 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 | 11a | 11b

The first thing you notice is the smell.

Chanyeol told you the walls had been coated in petroleum, but now, without him here to distract and infuriate you, your nose is burning with the stench. After so long in a cage filled with animal feces and the aroma of wet fur, you thought your nose was immune to the foreboding smells of death and decay. They surround you, taking on the scent of bubbling flesh, and you think perhaps this was done on purpose - a visceral sort of symbolism to keep you submissive and obedient.

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let’s be alone together

prompt: phil’s never had something like this - something so intense and special, he’s never imagined he would want someone else so badly. the fact that he has dan, someone so gorgeous, is so hard to comprehend that he might need a moment.

tags/warnings: 1k of pure fluff, sharing a bed, cuddling, 2009 phan, shy!dan, just- you should check your teeth after reading this because its so sweet!!

note: this is my first phan fic! please do tell me if you liked it because i was really scared to post it but i think its pretty cute (and hopefully you do too)! these are the ao3/masterlist links.

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It was quiet now, a calm after the rush of cars honking as people crammed the streets to get to work, to take the kids to school. Whatever it was they were doing in the outside world that wasn’t Phil’s house. It was cold and they cuddled close to steal each other’s heat. Skin against skin in an intimate way, feet tangled together like they were trying to merge together and Phil’s heart matched Dan’s as they let out soft, happy sighs. Phil felt Dan’s hair tickle at his neck when Dan snuggled closer to his chest and rested his head there.



Looking at this beautiful boy that made him wanna give up everything just for a few seconds with him wasn’t something he planned to give up. Phil wasn’t quite sure how Dan could’ve thought he didn’t want him, not when he had those soft brown eyes that had Phil wanting to stare for hours and never look away and those plump lips that would flush such a pretty red as Dan bit at them, shy and sweet when he looked up at Phil through his eyelashes and offered a smile that made him feel like nothing was more important than the two of them, then and there as the world and all it’s troubles washed away.



“Why are looking at me?” Dan asked, a faint smile playing on his lips. Phil thought that he looked so innocent and peaceful and young in that moment. It reminded him of the situation, the age difference, in a bitter way that he pushed away. He’d save those annoying thoughts for another day.



Phil smiled back at Dan and let his hand ghost over the soft brown hair on Dan’s head, petting softly. He shrugged awkwardly, the body on top of him making it difficult to move, “You’re so beautiful. Has anyone ever told you that?”



Dan shook his head as a faint blush developed on his cheeks, Phil thought to himself how he’d like to see how much redder Dan could get. “Never.” He whispered it like it was some secret, against Phil’s lips, watching his lips as he replied.



“Then you must know a lot of blind people because I think you’re so damn gorgeous, Dan.”



Dan bit at his lips, failing to hide a growing smile as he huffed out a quiet, pleased laugh. His brown eyes sparkled as he sat up on Phil’s thighs, playing with the hem of the shirt Phil had let him borrow the night before.



He was suddenly so much shyer. A calm silence filled the air, only quiet breaths and birds chirping songs outside left. He still had that cute smile on his lips but he was looking down at his shirt and Phil wondered if he’d push him away if he leaned in close and captured those heavenly lips with his and refused to let go because that’s exactly what he wanted to do in that moment.



“Yeah?” He was so shy, so cute. Phil pulled one of Dan’s hands away from his shirt and slid his hand into Dan’s, fingertips tingling as the touched each other. It felt perfect, fitting. Everything about Dan seemed to mold so nicely with Phil. Maybe it was a sign. Not for the first time, Phil wondered if maybe they were soulmates. “You think I’m cute? I think you’re cute. Really cute.” He spoke the words so quietly, squeezing Phil’s hand and making his heart stutter and his breath catch.



Jesus Christ, this boy might just be the death of him. This pretty boy with chocolate eyes and dimples that made the sun rise in the morning. How could one person be this cute? How could one person make Phil freaking Lester lose his mind? Just how?



“Not as cute as you,” Phil said, not even caring that he was such cliché, an absolute cliche, because why should he when Dan makes him so happy, even though they only met in person just a few days ago, “Seriously, I think I’d do anything you’d ask - don’t think I could say no when I look at your pretty face.” Dan snorted disbelievingly but Phil just continued talking, “You make me feel like I’m out of my own skin, just watching a dream from far away. I’ve been waiting to meet you for so long, been dreaming of it. Now that you are here and everything is so much better than it was when we Skyped, ‘cause I can touch you and kiss you and hold you in my arms, I don’t know if I can let you go.” He whispered the last few words with less confidence, Phil felt his cheeks heating as he spilled the words out like he was reading out words from his diary. Cause it so true, he wasn’t ready to let Dan go and if it came to push-and-shove then Phil didn’t know if he could let Dan get away. Not now.



He hoped it wasn’t too much, that he wasn’t scaring Dan away with his crazy talk. He didn’t want to seem too attached but damn it, he was. He was gone on Dan, far too gone to even care that about what others might think.



Jesus-” Dan looked into his eyes with this unbelieving happy look and a nervous giggle at his lips, “Phil you can’t just say shit like that!” Dan exclaimed, his hands covering his face as he attempted to hide the blush bursting on his skin and the fact that actually might start crying because that was the nicest things anyone’s ever said to him in all his life.



“Why not? It’s true, all of it.” And it was. Everything he had said was from the heart and he couldn’t sit there and hide how much he cared about Dan. Weeks and weeks of Skype calls, hours of stupid conversations and flirting and sharing secrets they’d never spill to anyone else, and these past few days of cuddling and holding up in Phil’s house like vampires just to spend as much time alone together as they could before Dan would have to go home. It was all so much for Phil. When was there a time he was this happy, for this long?



He couldn’t find an answer.



“I think you might’ve ruined me for anyone else,” Dan said, giggly and happy, through his hands. He doesn’t say that he was probably already ruined the moment he set his eyes on Phil but he can’t hide the truth from himself. He was gone far more on Phil then he thought he was in the beginning but that was okay because who wouldn’t fall for someone so kind and lovely with soft blue eyes and the sweetest laugh.



Phil pulled away Dan’s hands and sat up quickly, crashing their lips together in a desperate bid to show Dan that he felt the exact same way. It felt like nothing else mattered as their lips shared a secret dance and Dan’s hands found Phil’s neck and he pulled him closer, made the kiss deeper and when Phil pulled back and looked up into Dan’s eyes, dilated and dark, he watched in awe for a second before leaning in close.



His lips ghosted over Dan’s and he resisted the urge to kiss him again, “Good. I plan on keeping you for as long as I can.” He whispered.

a comparison
  • what aesthetic, on-screen studyblr looks like: going to cafes to study, drinking enough water, reading in your spare time, everything is neat and organized
  • what it looks like behind the screen: staying home all week because holy fuck i procrastinated too much, messy and rushed notes, not getting nearly enough sleep

anonymous asked:

This ones a little weird... but how would the rfa react to waking up, after a night of drinking, in bed with mc? (In a version of the game where mc stays friends with all of them and doesn't really pick a route,,,) thnx so much!!!

you guys r so cute lolol this isnt weird :3

Yoosung

  • the first thing Yoosung notices when he wakes up is a sharp headache 
  • the second thing is MC
  • when he woke up he was holding MC in his arms, spooning them
  • oh my god
  • is this seriously MC?
  • i mean obviously he knows what MC looks like but he just….has to be sure that this is really whats happening right now
  • as slowly and quietly as humanly possible, Yoosung gets out of bed
  • he goes around to the other side so he can see the face of the person he apparently spent the night with
  • MC confirmed
  • he honestly cant believe it
  • MC is here, in his bed, in his arms
  • all wrapped up in his stupid star sheets
  • (these in blue)
  • he just looks at them for a few seconds, taking it all in
  • he then does the worlds quietest, dorkiest victory dance
  • he spent the night with MC
  • HIM!!!
  • ITS HIM!! YOOSUNG!!! SLEEPING WITH THE MC!!!
  • thats when MC shifts in their sleep and he quickly gets back in bed, snuggling up to MC like he never even moved
  • he decides this is something he can definitely get used to!!
  • :3

Zen

  • as soon as Zen wakes up he knows he got real Fucked Up™ last night
  • he sits up in bed and stretches and thats when he sees MC
  • “shit. shit shit shit shit shit shit”
  • i am the worst human being on the planet
  • how could i take advantage of them like that
  • God please forgive me
  • why did i do that
  • Jaehee is gonna kill me
  • he stumbles out of bed, waking MC
  • “oh..good morning, Zen”
  • oh my god their sleepy voice is so cute-
  • NO STOP THAT
  • “i am so sorry, i’ll get you a ride home right away i’ll even treat you to breakfast i swear i did not mean to take advantage of you-”
  • MC is majorly hung over and doesnt have the energy to talk over Zen so they just shush him really loudly
  • “wh…why are you…”
  • “Zen, you didnt take advantage of me, alright? this was my decision as much as it was yours”
  • they flop back down, sprawling out across Zen’s bed
  • “now will you please come back to bed? i dont wanna get up yet”
  • Zen is SHOCKED
  • MC doesnt want to leave, they dont even want breakfast
  • they just want to be with him
  • and after about one (1) single second of contemplation Zen gets right back into bed and snuggles up to MC
  • he is honestly so happy and warm and butterflies in his stomach

Jaehee

  • fALLS OUT OF BED
  • WHERE AM I
  • IN MY OWN APARTMENT? OH
  • BUT WHO IS IN MY BED
  • I’M LATE FOR WORK
  • FUCK,SHITFUCK,WHAT THE FUCK
  • its MC
  • its really MC
  • shitshitshitshitSHITSHITSHITSHIT
  • she has to take some DEEP breaths to calm herself down
  • MC is probably dehydrated and will be hungry when they wake up and needs a fresh set of clothes and something for the headache they will definitely wake up with
  • but Jaehee is already late for work 
  • she makes a breakfast that would normally be for herself, and leaves it by the bed for MC
  • she brews some coffee that she would normally take to work but leaves it in a thermos for MC instead
  • she also leaves a glass of water and some advil
  • and on a little piece of paper she writes a note
  • “i hope you feel alright when you wake up. please dont forget to eat breakfast and remember that i am only a phone call away”
  • and on her way out the door Jaehee couldnt help but notice how cute MC looks when theyre asleep

Jumin

  • he has so many mixed emotions
  • i mean, he feels happy but…
  • this is not how this was supposed to happen
  • he was going to court MC and win their heart in the most romantic way
  • not wake up next to them, disheveled
  • no, no this is all wrong
  • but somehow to still feels so right 
  • MC is so warm and soft and gentle and…perfect
  • but he cant wake up with them like this!!! ITS TACKY AND NOT HOW HE PICTURED IT!!!
  • Jumin leaves for work without waking MC but gives them a little kiss on the head before leaving
  • he makes sure that his staff knows to take good care of MC and gets them anything they need
  • he makes someone go out and buy MC a brand new set of clothes
  • and like Jaehee he leaves a note!!!!!!
  • he spends like 20 minutes drafting the perfect note
  • he doesnt want to sound too stiff but he cant sound too clingy either and he’s trying so hard
  • “my deepest apologies for leaving you like this. i hope that you are well taken care of, please call me when you wake up. Driver Kim will make sure you are returned home safety. i hope you had as much fun as i did last night. -Jumin Han”
  • this isnt how Jumin pictured his and MC’s relationship starting but he definitely didnt hate it

707

  • a rough morning
  • Seven is actually woken up when MC wakes up and sees him
  • “oh my god this cant be happening, this cant be happening”
  • he wakes up and rubs his eyes and then LEAPS OUT OF BED
  • “WHY ARE YOU IN MY HOUSE?”
  • “I DONT KNOW! I DONT REMEMBER ANYTHING FROM LAST NIGHT!”
  • “wait, did we….”
  • MC buries her face in their palms
  • “………….nice”
  • Seven decides to say with a smirk on his face
  • immediately MC grabs every pillow in the vicinity and starts chucking them at Seven
  • he bats them out of the air
  • “hey, hey whats all this hostility?”
  • MC grabs the blanket and suddenly hides under it, mumbling “because youre an idiot”
  • Seven shrugs
  • “thats fair”
  • he starts to leave the room when MC pokes their head out of the covers
  • “where are you going?”
  • “to make us some breakfast”
  • “really…?”
  • “yea. no one should have to wake up next to an idiot like me and not even get some waffles out of it”
  • Seven makes breakfast and even brings MC some water and meds
  • its actually a really pleasant morning and he’s super chill
  • then as soon as MC leaves his house
  • HE RUNS AROUND THE ENTIRE PERIMETER OF HIS HOME THREE TIMES AND NEVER STOPS SCREAMING AND STARTS WRITING READER INSERT MC FANFICTION AND TYPES THEIR NAME WHILE HE’S CODING AND ACCIDENTALLY TYPES THEIR PHONE NUMBER INTO HIS PHONE AND OH MY GOD IS HE FALLING IN LOVE?

if you read all that thank you so much and i hope you liked it :3

Spy Universe - Woozi

Anon requested Hacker! Woozi reacting to meeting the reader while working on his job. I was so inspired! Possibly willing to write more of this style of thing, so send request if you want!

EDIT: now we have a whole spy universe 

Jihoon glares at the pixels on his screen, crackling voices coming to him through the ear piece that he has popped halfway out of his ear so that he can hear the soft music playing in the background.

He thought there was no way this mission could go wrong. But now…

Well, even with his expert hacking work on the near impenetrable computer system of the house the team has just infiltrated, and even with the flawless plan the constructed in advance, they might not be able to get this right and extract what they want in time.

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Estreline's Translations

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It seems, someone(s) has reported her translations (we don’t know who) and as usual Wattpad immediately removed the work without giving her a chance to stand her ground. I understand their “reasons” (some of which are utter garbage) for doing this but at the least investigate the report first before taking such action.

Estreline, Sienna and Grantye has worked hard on those translations for nearly a year now and are still working with me on recent chapters. So, for that, I am very appreciative of them. At the moment, they are highly upset that their work were so easily taken down.

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(Requested by Anon) (Part 1 of this imagine here) (Part 2 of this imagine here) (Part 3 of this imagine here) (Part 4 of this imagine here) (Part 5 of this imagine here) (Part 6 of this imagine here) (Admin Note- I use a skin tone in this to describe the reader in comparison to those tanned models usually seen on the catwalk. As a white person I would usually say something like pale but I’m not sure what the correct alternative is so I inserted dark and olive as well - I am aware these are not usually derogatory same as pale but it was a difficult situation to work around so…please humour me. - She’s meant to be being derogatory about her skin tone in comparison but obviously this is hard to get across especially in a reader insert. Any helpful comments for the next time this comes up are welcome and please just humour me and insert the appropriate word when you reach that bit).

It had been two months since your family visited. Two whole months. Which meant it had been six months now you’d been living with the Volturi and exactly three months since you’d realised you were falling for Caius. 44 days exactly since you’d realised you were way past falling now and actually head over heels for the perpetually angry vampire. Who you had yet to admit these feelings too. It was a complex situation. 

Felix, Jane, Alec and Demetri were all constantly offering up suggestions as to how to do it, they’d even told you to ‘just do it already’ a couple of times recently, it was probably fair to say they were irritated by your dithering. 

Hell you were pretty sure the whole castle was irritated by your dithering. Even Marcus had taken to following you around and suggesting ways of letting Caius know you loved him recently. It was an odd situation to say the least. Especially how animated Marcus got about it all. Aro for his part, just watched you like you were his favourite soap opera. You weren’t sure which was worse. 

So, your indecision and abstract worry was the reason you were wandering the castle while the vampires fed in a very dangerous manner considering the closeness of the reception to the throne room. Then again, the damn receptionist wasn’t dead yet so it wasn’t like they often slipped up. 

Muttering under your breath was a thing you did a lot of recently but you were always extra careful to keep your mouth shut around the receptionist. She was a vindictive, spiteful little human. You of course hadn’t said anything to anyone about her treatment of you, her being a meany shouldn’t equal a death sentence but still… you made sure not to give her ammunition. So you were extra surprised to find your guard had slipped when she started speaking. Loudly. 

“HA! What a ridiculous worry. Why you would even bother is beyond me. Pathetic is what it is.” She flipped her hair over her shoulder with a sniff. 

The secretary was everything beautiful seemed to be in the magazines. She had perfect hair, perfect nails, blemish free tanned skin, long legs, a decent bust and she was the size of a twig. 

You on the other hand. You had hair that wouldn’t do as it was told, nails bitten down to almost nothing, you got blemishes and dry patches and oily patches like no ones business although currently your skin was at the very least blemish free, you had (pale/dark/olive - basically insert appropriate word) skin…very (pale/dark/olive- basically insert appropriate word) skin, legs of a normal length not real long but not stubby either, a bust which was a little out of proportion for your frame and you had curves. You weren’t toned the way she was.

Basically the receptionist was stunning. The type of woman who, if turned into a vampire might actually give your mother a run for her money. Except she was cruel, bitchy, hurtful and basically a complete shit of a person. 

Yet being the glutton for punishment you are… you asked. “What’s pathetic exactly?” 

“You are. Thinking you could possibly mean anything to anyone here. To Alec, Demetri, Felix, Jane…Caius.” 

You gulped, her words stopping your pacing dead. 

“Oh of course they play a good game, pretend well, but really you’re nothing. Just a way to get back at your family. Change you, love you, pah! Caius will kill you. He’s planning it and they all know. You’re just falling for the game.” 

You were angry at yourself that you doubted your friends, doubted Caius, but you did and because you did, you just couldn’t walk away. “That’s not true.” You insisted voice quivering slightly. 

“Sei una grandissima zoccola.” She replied a haughty tone to her voice. “You think sleeping with him will get you anywhere, psh please, you are living on borrowed time. I suppose this only makes his killing you more sweet.” 

“You’re wrong.” You insisted close to tears. Although your Italian wasn’t yet good enough to work out exactly what she’d said and she knew it.    

“I am not and you know it. Otherwise my words would not bother you. Face it you are nothing but a  miserabili pezzi di merda.” She spat. 

“Chiudi il becco.” Your voice quavered on the Italian ‘shut up’ as you tried really hard not to let the tears fall.

“Aww, how sad, the baby is going to cry. Surprise, surprise and she wonders why Caius could never love her.” 

To your utter shame, you did cry. You began to cry and then, then you ran. You ran through the castle back up the stairs and twisting corridors until you reached your room and threw yourself onto the bed. Only pausing to lock the door behind you. 

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You must have cried for hours, hours upon hours perhaps and yet your sobbing was still just as loud and terrible and painful as it had been when it started, so Caius hearing you as he returned was really not a surprise. 

“Y/N?” Caius called. You heard him try the handle of the door and heard the loud growl when he found it locked. “Y/N, open the door amore mio.” 

At his words you just sobbed harder. Caius left, you heard his footsteps retreat and you cried even more earnestly until you heard more footsteps return followed by a loud crash. Of course Caius had never been known for his patience. So of course he had broken the door down. 

You briefly wondered why you’d even locked it in the first place, which of course, only brought your conversation back full force. 

“Amore mio, what is the matter?” Caius asked, pulling you into his arms, practically draping you across his lap as he gestured at the doorway, presumably telling whoever was there to go away. 

“I -I-I-” You couldn’t choke down your sobs as you clutched him rather pathetically. 

“You must speak to me angelo mio or I cannot help.” 

“You-I-” Your tongue was having issues wrapping itself around the words but you did eventually get them out. “I love you and-and you-you hate me-you couldn’t-you don’t- going to kill me.” 

“What?!” Caius whipped you up so fast it gave you a head rush, he held tightly to your arms as you frantically tried to wipe away some of your tears knowing what a mess you must look. “What do you mean I hate you? I’m going to kill you? Where have you got such ideas?!” 

“The secretary. She-she said you hate me. She called me things in Italian that I don’t understand and she said you’re going to kill me, it’s all a game and you could never love me, it’s just to get at my family. And- And I love you and I’m pathetic for it because you- you don’t love me.” 

“Y/N listen to me!” Caius shook you slightly in his anger. “I love you. No, don’t look away, listen! Whatever that vapid bitch has said I love you. You are everything to me. My mate. Mine. I will not kill you. I will not harm you. No one shall. I love you. To think you love me too is astounding. I am so happy amore mio. So happy. This should be a happy moment, a special moment. I was begining to think you could never return my feelings and yet you love me. And I am so very undeserving of that. I am selfish and cruel though so I will accept your love and cherish it, otherwise I would send you to find a more worthy partner but you are mine. I love you. I cannot believe you love me too, I had all but given up hope, you must listen to me angelo mio, you are the only thing worth anything to me. You understand. I care for nothing but you, not my power, position, possessions nothing, not even my own life. Only you and your happiness. I love you amore mio, more than anything I love you.” 

You had stopped crying during Caius’s talk seeing the sincerity in his eyes. With pure wonderment you placed a hand against his face. “I don’t deserve you Caius, but I love you just the same. I’m so sorry. I should have told you before. I’m sorry. I’m so sorry, I’ve ruined this moment, I’m so- so very sorry.” 

Caius allowed a weak smile to tug at his lips. “You have ruined nothing amore mio. Nothing. It is I who does not deserve you. I should have made my feelings more obvious… I love you.” He crushed you into his stone hard chest and set his chin on top of your head. 

“Alec.” He called quietly. “Felix, Demetri, Jane.” 

You heard quick footsteps and presumed they were the vampires that had accompanied him back. 

“The secretary. Take her. Find out exactly what she said to Y/N today. Exactly what she has said to Y/N before and then make her pay for it. Torture her. I want her to beg for death.” 

You turned your head just enough to see the vengeful smiles on your friends faces and briefly wondered how you could have ever doubted their friendship. 

“Then when she is begging for death, leave her and report back to me on your progress. I and only I will have the privilege of killing her. Is that understood?” 

You shivered, for the first time in months remembering why Caius had such an awful reputation. Remembering how on your very first day here he’d assured you every terrible thing you’d heard of him was true. Assured you he’d likely done even worse. 

“Yes Master.” The four Volturi guards left grinning. 

Caius pulled back slightly tilting his head down to look at you. “Now where were we my love?” 

“I love you.” You replied, a watery smile on your face. 

“Ah yes.” Caius grinned. “And I you.” 

With that he drew you into the most passionate, adoring, love-filled kiss of your life. All soft lips and gentle tongues. A languid pace, for you had all the time in the world to fully appreciate each other, but only right now for this particular kiss. Caius Volturi was an enigma alright, but he was your enigma and you loved him. 

God, you loved him.

Tanaka Minami WUG Blog: 8/16/17

Title: Jimemi~(虎>ω

Hello, it’s Minami!
Lately I’ve had the privilege to record a wonderful song! I’m so glad to have completed it! I really want everybody to listen to it as soon
as possible! I can’t stop all this excitement!

The latest chapter of Scorching Ping Pong Girls! It’s being serialized in Tonari no Young Jump but the last chapter with Ariga-chan! She was so cool that I got goosebumps! I really hope it gets animated again so everybody can watch it!

It’s summer vacation time now! Although the Obon Festival holiday has already passed… I wonder where everybody else went? When I was a student, I used to stay over at my grandmother’s house for a while and play games with my cousin. I remember riding my bicycle along the rice paddy roads too~

Putting aside all that nostalgia, I went bowling with the cast of
Assassination Classroom!
***TL Note: Minami voiced Okano Hinata in Assassination Classroom

I-i-it was lots of fun! 

It was the best! Back then my scores used to be filled with gutter balls, but… This time around I kept on getting spares, and by some miracle I got a strike! I was so happy!!! Next time I hope to get a score over 120!
Later that day we had dinner which was so delicious!

I’m glad we were able to keep up with each other share our stories with each other ever after we finished recording for the series. Those days back then with Assassination Classroom were really great. I was so nervous back then, but I’m so glad to have gone through such a meaningful experience.

So I heard that #OurHolyGrailWar was trending on Twitter. Some time ago we did a group pull in FGO including Kana Ueda and Mafia-san. During that time I was the first to pull Caster Nero, heheh. I usually do pulls by myself but it was really pleasant doing it together with other people. I don’t have a Twitter account, so I was really grateful that Takahashi Rie-san could put out my gacha pulls! I’m thankful.

So the result was Caster Nero, 2 Fran-chans, 2 Nobus, and a bunch of event craft essence. Umu, I got the whole rotation.
As soon as I pulled Caster Nero, I could feel the entire room shaking because of Kajita Mafia-san lol. Even though I rolled Nobu multiple times, I could only draw Nito just once…

Before I knew it I had already done 20 ten rolls since the first day of the event and max leveled Nito as soon as I could. In total during the group pull, we had 10 Sheets Nito pulled. But then overnight, Bun-san had drawn 5 Nitos (You did it!) Also, when Abe-san got Waver, he sent it to Mita-san. Kana-san just got Holmes. And Shimazaki couldn’t really get anything… Overall it was such a chaotic but fun time! I was pretty happy!

I got Nero to NP lvl 2! Woooow, kids these days sure grow fast! However, I still haven’t given up on getting my Nito to Noble Phantasm level 5! I’ll report it as soon as I do! I’m looking forward to the second part of the event! I hope you all enjoy it too!

Now then, on the 11th I went to the Rara Maji event at Summer Comiket! I was so glad to see lots of Tuners there! I love Tsubasa! Quite a few people told that she was their oshi! I also got her t-shirt! So many people tried pulling for Yukata Tsubasa, I could feel their overflowing love!

So when looking at Tsubasa’s story… There’s some part of her that even I’m still not aware of. Hurry up Tsubasa’s story! Is how I feel lol. I was glad to have talked a lot about the game. Thanks for sticking around during the hot weather! Please continue supporting Tsubasa-chan!

And then on the 13th, was WUG’s 4th Live Tour in Oomiya!

I really love our white one piece dresses. Whenever we did spins it’d go “HIRA HIRA~~~!” Occasionally I’d get blown away a little lol.

It was our 2nd time there but I was so glad so many people came!
Yup yup, after going through so many venues I can see everybody quite clearly now. In the past I was really frantic about myself and I couldn’t get a good view of everyone. With that in mind, I tried relaxing a little more at lives. Yoppi, on the other hand, told me that it’s very unlikely for me not to cross eyes with anybody at a live lol.

At the Oomiya performance I felt the audience even more. I want to try my hardest at lives and have everyone enjoy it! I’ll do my best! And that’s that!

So this time around a new gacha has started! Granblue Fantasy Swimsuit gacha! There’s Swimsuit Diansa along with Linaria too! But anyways there’s a ton of voices on that card! Linaria’s swimsuit is so cuuuute! Everyone is so cuuuuuuute~! My eeyes! Please please try hard to get them!

Another thing!
The DVD of “Wake Up Girls, Pajama Party Ganbappe!” was released at Comiket! I wonder if there were some people who bought it?? It has me acting how I usually do outside of work, so I hope you watch it! It sure was fun playing a werewolf lol.

Also the PriPara Christmas Dream Live is out now on DVD and Bluray too! In it I sang in the units Triangle and NonSugar! 
***TL Note: Minami’s characters in the series are Pinon (aka Non Manaka), Junon, and Kanon. Those 3 characters make up the entirety of Triangle, while Non Manaka is part of the newer unit, NonSugar.

My performance with Triangle was… Interesting. I was pretty frantic there too, yep lol.
It was Non-Sugar’s first time performing so we’re looking forward to more performances! Thank you very much!

Come forth to everyone, Swimsuit Nitocris! 

PS
Her 2nd swimsuit form is really “dangerous” lol
***TL Note: BLESS THAT SWEET NITO ASS(assin)

Beauty and The Beast: Chapter 8

Author’s Note: Okay, so at least this isn’t coming out months later… Whoops. But with summer coming up, I’ve been working more, so I haven’t had the time to come on. And if you guys are up for this, please let me know what ya thought, cause it’s still very hard to get this out here when I think no one likes it. BUT I do really hope you all enjoy this chapter.

Also, this tugged at my heart a bit, ow.

Gif Credit: @nocturnal—mistress 

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Word Count: 2,433


Bucky opens his mouth to respond but quickly closes it when found at a loss for words. You roll your eyes, knowing you won and he is giving up with the argument.

“Just please hold still Bucky, it might sting a bit…” You move the rag towards the wound once more, you feel his body jolt slightly from the stinging. Continuing your actions, you move to press the rag on another part of the gash. “I, I am sorry though for looking at your journal…”

You could feel Bucky’s eyes on you, you didn’t dare look up at him, there was just too much more to say to him.

“They, those pigs what we sadly call men…” You could feel your heart beating slightly faster when thinking of them, “I just,” you pause for a second before finally looking up at him, “thank you for saving me, Bucky.”

His face was stoic but his eyes showed every emotion he felt, mainly the mere shock of you thanking him had shown itself.

“Anytime, Y/N.”  


It’s been weeks now ever since that incident at the gas station, since you last stepped foot in his room, and ever since then, Bucky has become more soft spoken towards you.

You thought he was making progress before the ‘wolves’. Yet now you can clearly see the difference with him. May that he doesn’t smile, the look in his eyes tells you that he is now not as haunted.

‘Although he still looks pretty spooked to me… God progress doesn’t have to be drastic, get it together,Y/N.’

You shake your head to rid yourself any thoughts of him, or the progress he was making. There was a goal you wanted to accomplish that evening before Bucky came back from his walk in the forest. The new hobby of his allowed you time for yourself and frankly you didn’t mind him being gone. You knew you weren’t going to go anywhere, for the safety of yourself and your father.

It was a risk thinking about your father. How you’ve missed him; the way he’d cook your favorite dinners, how he would sing awfully to your favorite songs, and even when he’d make impromptu trips to anywhere and everywhere. You missed him dearly… but you were learning to enjoy the life you were living with Bucky.

‘If that doesn’t scream Stockholm Syndrome, I don’t know what does.’

A small chuckle leaves your lips, as much as you didn’t want to believe it, you really were starting to enjoy your utterly fucked up situation you were in. Bucky was hilarious when he didn’t even mean to be, sometimes you would forget he is suppose to be an ex-assassin for an evil organization. More so he seemed like the cute old guy who was always marveled at those ‘fancy gadgets’ the younglings played with this day and age.

More chuckles left your lips as you remembered the first time when he encountered one of the infamous gadgets of the new age.


It was beginning to get colder as the days passed by, you remember asking Bucky what day it was, he said something along the lines of late September to early October.

He and yourself traveled to town, set on getting some new clothes for the upcoming seasonal change. Along with the clothes, you convinced Bucky to get some autumnal foods from George and Ann.

“You promised, Bucky.” You walked side by side with him as the two of you made your way to George and Ann’s store.

Bucky scoffed, “I know I promised, it doesn’t mean we have to go there every time we go into town to get supplies.”

A grin made its way onto your face, you knew for a fact he didn’t mind visiting the old couple. He just loved to gripe about it and make it seem that he actually did mind going.

“Come on, I heard from Ann a while ago that she made peach cobbler from the last bit of fresh peaches in the area!” You tried to wiggle your eyebrows at him before he scoffed under his breath, choosing to ignore you.

He takes the lead and walks to the door, putting on the act once more of being the perfect boyfriend.

“Thank you, babe.” You chuckle when seeing his scowl return to his face when hearing you call him that. Before he could retort back with a snide comment, the two of you see the lovely couple emerge from the back room, arms full of boxes yet faces brimmed with smiles. “Good afternoon, George, Ann!”

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So a few days ago I reached 500 followers, and am currently inching towards 600! Even though my blog was moving pretty slow when I first started it, I am so thankful for all of those who have supported it and were kind to me. While 500 is a small number, I am so thankful for all of those who have decided to be with me on my studyblr journey. So, as a present, I have decided to do blogrates/compliments for all of you! ^^

To get a compliment you should:

  1. Be following me (but new followers are welcome!)
  2. Reblog this post
  3. Be a studyblr (please tell me your url if it is a side blog!)
  4. Send me an ask with [bc] somewhere in it and tell me anything! Perhaps about your day or your struggles, anything ^^

If this gets less than 20 notes, let’s pretend this never happened. ^^ This will end on August 26, and all of the posts will be under #memorisu500. 

The format would be:

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original content: where are they? | keep up the good work! | oooh motivational | tbh goals | please teach me! I do not deserve you as a follower! ^^;

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compliment: Thanks for reading this far! You are an amazing person!

constructive criticism: Here’s how to make your blog a little bit better! 

Snowfall.

Summary: It’s your first time experiencing snow and Lin has some definite plans for you. 

Author’s Note: Okay, here comes admission time: I have never even seen snow. I’ve grown up in the South for my entire life and the only way I’ve witnessed snow is through movies, photos, and weather reports. So, please, bear with me as it is hard to describe and I also have no idea how sledding works. 

So, this could not have been completed without the help of my resident winter experts: @tempfixeliza and @strongenoughfoundation ♥♥ 

Words: 2,549 

Warnings: fluff so sweet you’ll get a toothache, no real-life knowledge of snow or sledding, horribly (?) written kiss scenes 

So, here we go with the snow day fic I’ve been promising you all for two days! 


When you woke in the morning, you were acutely aware of the chill you vaguely felt from the world outside. Deciding it wouldn’t be worth your time to get out of bed when temperatures were below freezing on a weekend, you snuggled deeper into the covers, tugging one of your blankets up to your chin. This kind of peace only lasted a few hushed minutes before you heard your boyfriend barreling into your bedroom. It was only then you realized he hadn’t been in bed beside you. You rolled your eyes, an annoyed smile appearing on your face as he ran straight to the bed and jumped into it. You pretended to be asleep, squeezing your eyes shut tighter, as he pulled his body over to you. You could just picture the goofy smile that his face undoubtedly held and resisted the urge to peak your eyes open to see the picture of innocence and delight he would most definitely portray. When you felt him pull you closer, his hands icier than you had expected, you also felt a shiver run down your spine. He took this as sign that you were awake.

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