idk i feel like i should add more tags oh well


This post is multifunctional: in fanfic with college aged characters, many of y’all are in highschool and have never been drunk, so you inadvertently make some choices that make anyone who has ever been drunk laugh.

BUT ALSO: i had never been drunk until summer after senior year. I didn’t know what to expect, but I got to test my limits around people I trusted, and that’s not always the case. It’s a new school year, and I don’t want you freshies accidentally drinking way more than you should and getting in trouble, getting alcohol poisoning, or even just puking on your dorm floor, because that shit is nasty. SO STAY SAFE AND RESPONSIBLE, BUT USE THIS INFO TO HELP.

(disclaimer: i am a 5′5 under 150lbs 19 year old girl with low to med alcohol tolerance. If you/your character is, say, a 6′2, male 200lb frat guy who drinks vodka like water, scale up accordingly)

this got long so it’s under the cut:


1-2 shots: feeling nothing

3 shots: maybe feeling something? maybe just a placebo

4 shots: I’m fi–oh wait, i just stood and the ground moved. ok, maybe i’m almost tipsy. Starting to feel loose.

5 shots: definitely in the tipsy zone. feeling good. stumbling but not falling. whatever Kind of Drunk you are, here is when it starts to appear

6+ shots: I have not definitively documented these, because I am good at knowing my limits. Some people are not. Basically just looser and looser, easier to laugh, more outgoing, etc. But from what I hear, tipsy is the feel-good zone, and then you want to feel even more good so you drink more and then you hit Too Drunk and it’s a downhill slide into FeelingLikeShitville


jungle juice/tub juice: this varies based on recipe, but i would say it is USUALLY one shot per drink. Sometimes they amp it up to two, but guys. Alcohol tastes like shit. If you want it to taste okay, you’ll need way more parts kool-aid/hawaiian punch/orange juice than alcohol. So please, for the love of god, do not have your adult male college student take one sip of a “mysterious concoction” and start making poor choices immediately. He’ll need, like, 3 cups min before the bad choices start rolling in.

wine/beer: what you see as the usual serving size is typically equivalent to one shot, but it’s more liquid, so takes longer to drink and therefore longer to get drunk.


CHASERS: when you’re taking a shot of vodka, tequila, fireball, whatever, it can be hard going down. So you’ll have people using “chasers” like lemonade, sweet tea, sprite, etc. You’ll either drink it right after the shot or right before and then after the shot.

DIFF ALCOHOL TYPES: different types of alc affect you differently. For example, tequila and beer make me nauseous, so I avoid those. My friend says when she’s “wine drunk” it’s different from being regular drunk. Mixing alcohol types as well (like beer and liquor, etc) can make some people sick. Quick list of some types/brands of alc: tequila*, vodka*, wine*, beer*, champagne, cocktails(margharitas, mimosas, etc), whiskey* (usually, especially for college students, this means fireball, which tastes like those shitty cinnamon candies your grandma always had out and feels like an actual warmth in your chest). There are more but I’m a gross college student and * are most common for me

HANGOVERS: i have never had a hangover bc even while drunk im an overthinker, and after every drink i have a drink of water, and this has staved off every hangover. Also, it makes you pee a lot, and peeing at a house party is An Experience


there are “types” of drunk, and they often mix together including but not limited to: Chatty Drunk, (me. i cant shut the fuck up. every thought i have exits my mouth. this is less embarrassing and more tedious, since most of my thoughts are inane and boring) Sleepy Drunk (my best friend. It is important to know if your friend is sleeping or passed out: one is an effect of alcohol, one means they are literally dying and should be taken to a hospital) Annoying/Loud Drunk (this is obvious) and Horny Drunk (my other friend is notorious for pointing to a guy and being like “I am going to fuck him” and then I have to physically drag her away and call an uber, despite also being drunk)

Another friend will, without fail, Every Single Time put on “Break Your Heart” by Taio Cruz, and proceed to play her 2010 playlist. Drunk people have reliable quirks and do weird shit. idk man, but usually people will know exactly what kind of drunk their friends are, and prepare.

I’m sure I’m missing stuff and I don’t actually drink a whole lot so if anyone has anything to add, PLEASE DO. Also, if y’all want a part two I can talk about house parties or other college shit

if you’ve been bothered by this kind of stuff or made these mistakes in fic or if you just wish you’d had this knowledge PLEASE REBLOG: i never really saw accessible info like this because the only info about alc i ever saw was like “ONLY EVER DRINK TEENY SIPS ONCE YOU ARE 21 BC ALCOHOL IS BAD” and that’s just not helpful

hold it against me (Pidge/Lance)

notes: just a silly little thing based on this post“my dad is a cop and i just called him and he was like “hey i have a 17 year old boy in the back of my cop car right now that i’m running him to the station” and i asked if he was cute and my dad said “Hey, my daughter wants to know if you’re cute” and the guy said “i want to say yes, sir” and my dad started laughing so hard”

I’m in a plance + mini-fic mood, so send me a prompt from my AU tag (or one of your own!) and I’ll see what I can whip up over the weekend! :)

Okay, so, like.  This was not a part of The Plan.  “The Plan” being to not be sitting in the back of a cop car at 10 PM on a Friday night, on account of trespassing.  Lance has had better ideas, probably.  Definitely.  Hindsight is 20/20, and all that.

Officer Holt seems nice enough, at least.  Granted, this is a judgment made mostly based on music taste, as Bonnie Tyler’s “Total Eclipse of the Heart” is playing on the radio, and Lance figures that anyone who subconsciously bobs his head to “Turn around, bright eyes,” has to have a heart.

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anonymous asked:

Could you do a hc where dan is gay and Phil is straight and dan has a huge crush on Phil and Phil finds out and they fuck? Daddy kink 4 bonus points

i wrote this at 12:30 am in my living room while eating fruity pebbles.

here’s your smut you horny fuckers. 

(also idk if this is any good it’s my first time writing smut. good practice though.) (also also this turned out a lot longer than i intended oops.)


dan is gay. there’s no question about it. 

he walks around the school like a fucking rainbow, nails painted a different color on each nail, wearing graphic tees that say things like “can’t think straight” or “is it gay in here or is it just me?” hell, even his backpack is a rainbow. 

not that phil has anything against gay people. he’s glad that dan is comfortable in his own skin. it’s just that dan has been starring at him for five minutes straight now (or five minutes gay) and he’s starting to feel a little uncomfortable.

phil shifts his eyes back on to dan for the third time since he noticed dan’s starring. dan doesn’t even blink. he just sighs and leans his cheek onto his right hand, his left occupied with a pencil, supposedly doing homework. phil raised his eyebrow and turned to his friend across from him.

“hey peej?” phil whispered since they were in the library, and phil felt that because of the situation, it would be wrong to talk any louder.

pj hummed in acknowledgment.

“i think dan howell might have a little crush on me…”

pj looked up from his history textbook. “a little crush?” pj laughed. “mate, dan has been openly crushing on you since he came out. it’s been no secret that he has the hots for you.”

phil blinked. “what? really?” pj gave phil an incredulous look and then rolled his eyes. “honestly phil you can be so oblivious sometimes.”

phil glanced back over to dan, who was still bluntly starring at him. “but i’m not gay.” phil said.

pj raised an eyebrow at phil. “okay, phil. but apparently your ‘straightness’ hasn’t stopped dan from wanting your cock.”

phil blushed and leaned over to punch pj’s shoulder. “shut up,” phil mumbled. “he doesn’t want that.” 

pj’s eyebrow went up even higher. “yeah phil, he doesn’t want you to fuck him. just like you don’t want to fuck sarah michelle gellar.”

phil punched pj’s shoulder again. “how should i tell him? i don’t want to hurt his feelings…”

“just let him down gently. preferably when school ends, that way he can go home and cry all night alone in his room.”

phil glared at pj. “peej, not helping.”

pj chucked. “no, but i’m serious. i think you should tell him when the bell rings, that way he doesn’t have to go to class all mopey and shit.”

phil sighed, and then nodded. “yeah i guess you’re right.” phil sneaked a glance back at dan who had resorted to looking at his phone instead of phil. he sighed again. hopefully dan won’t be too sad when phil tells him that he has no chance with him.


when the bell rings, signaling the end of the school day, phil packs up his things and waits for dan to leave the library.

dan stuffed all his things into his rainbow backpack and daintily walked out of the library. phil smiled. he’s not going to lie, dan is pretty cute for a boy. it’s too bad that he was straight, if he was gay then maybe dan would have a chance with him.

because phil is most definitely straight.

dan makes his way to his locker, humming a random tune that phil is sure is not even a song. he looks like he’s in a good mood. phil hates the fact that in a few minutes he probably won’t be as happy as he is now.

as dan is taking certain folders out of his back and putting new ones in, phil walks over to dan’s locker and clears his throat.

“hey, dan.”

dan freezes. slowly, dan looks over to his left and sees phil leaning as casually as he can against the other lockers. his eyes widen in surprise. “oh, hi phil!” dan says, his voice scarily even. how is he not nervous? i’m his crush!

phil takes a deep breath and looks anywhere but the rainbow boy in front of him. why am i so nervous?

“um, dan, i uh -. i wanted to - to tell you something…” phil stammers. what the fuck?

dan blinks up at phil with wide, hopeful eyes. “yes phil?” 

“um, i’m - i just wanted you to know that… i’m not gay.” phil looks down at his shoes. “sorry.”

dan is silent for a moment. phil looks up from under his fringe to see dan’s confused face. “wait, you’re not gay? you’re not even bi?”

phil’s head shoots up and he vigorously shook his head. “no! did you think i was?” 

dan nods. his expression shifts from confused to skeptical. “are you sure?” 

phil laughs. “yeah i’m pretty sure i’m not gay.”

“not even bi?”




dan raised an eyebrow. “have you ever been with a guy?”

phil shakes his head. 

“well then. how would you know if you never tried?”

phil’s eyes widened comically. “what?”

dan smirked. “come on phil,” dan inched closer to phil and placed his hands across his chest. “let me show you what it’s like to be with a man, and then you can make your decision.”

phil swallowed. “i don’t think we should…”

dan pouted. “aw but please, daddy.”

phil’s breath hitched. ‘don’t call me that.” 

dan’s hands snaked around his neck. “but why, daddy?” 

“dan,” phil breathed. 

“come on,” dan pulled back to close his locker. “follow me.” 

phil involuntarily felt his feet betray him and followed dan to the nearest bathroom. since the school day was over, no one was inside of it.

as soon as they were alone in the bathroom, dan locked the door and leaned in to kiss phil. phil moaned softly at the unexpected contact, but then immediately pulled away. 

“it’s alright, just let me make you feel good,” dan said in a low voice as he kissed his way down phil’s neck, biting and sucking in the right places. 

phil was a little hesitant, but then dan sucked on that spot right below his ear and then phil melted right in dan. 

dan sneaked his hands up phil’s shirt, raking his blunt nails across phil’s stomach and chest. phil sighed.

dan continued attacking his neck as he tweaked phil’s nipples, obviously curious to see if phil would take pleasure in that.

oh, he did alright.

phil let out a low, surprised groan as dan played with his nipples, flicking and pinching them in the best ways. dan sucked on phil’s adam’s apple and phil whined deep in his throat.

dan pulled away to kiss phil again. this time, phil backed dan into a wall and began to kiss him furiously and hungrily. dan moaned long and high, weaving his hands into phil’s hair. “daddy, please.” 

phil growled at dan’s plead and pushed his shirt up and over his head. now that dan was shirtless and under phil’s control phil latched his mouth onto dan’s right nipple, the other being teased by phil right hand. phil’s free hand came down to cup dan’s bulge in his skinny jeans. “are you hard for daddy, dan? so hard for daddy’s cock?”

dan whined and tugged on phil’s hair. phil moved onto dan’s the nipple, hands switching roles. phil sucked and nipped and dan and squeezed his cock lightly. dan was trembling under phil, aching for more.

“daddy, please! i need you!” dan moaned, the noises going straight to phil’s dick. phil pulled back to look into dan’s eyes, full of need and lust. phil began working at dan’s belt, dan getting the message and reached for phil’s jeans to work them off as well. 

“do you have lube and a condom?” phil asked as he pulled dan’s pants down his thighs. dan hummed and nodded toward his backpack. “front pocket.”

phil pushed his pants down to his ankles and then reached for the rainbow bag. he unzipped the front pocket to find several condoms and packets of lube. phil grabbed a condom as three packets of lube just to be safe.

when he looked back over at dan, his breath caught in his throat. standing in front of his was a naked dan howell, arms crossed shyly across his chest. phil grinned. “dan, you are so beautiful.”

dan’s eyes widened and he looked down to hide the blush dusting his cheeks. “t-thank you.” he stammered.

phil finished what dan started and pulled his jeans the rest of the way down his body. he left his underwear.

“i need to prep you first?” phil questioned. he didn’t know much about gay sex. all he knew was that you needed to stretch yourself with your fingers and to use lots of lube. also that the condom was to help prevent STDs. 

dan nodded and reached for phil. “i’ll walk you through it.”

phil nodded back and made his way back over to the beautiful boy in front of him. dan pushed himself back against the wall and lifted on leg around phil’s waist. “open the lube and cover three fingers with it.” phil did as he was told, opening the packet with his teeth and squeezing out the cold gel. “now use on finger to circle my rim and then push in and out. do it slowly, i’ll tell you when you can go faster and when to add the next finger.”

phil kissed dan as he followed dan’s instructions, circling his rim with the tip of his pointer finger and then pushing in. dan sucked in a breath. 

“everything okay?” phil asked as he slowed his finger. dan nodded. “’m fine. don’t stop.” dan said breathlessly. phil went back to fingering dan.

“have you done this before?” phil asked. 

“what? had sex? no, i haven’t.” phil nodded.

“neither have i. well, not with a guy. but i’ve fingered a girl before.” phil said.

“phil, now’s not the time to be thinking about fingering a girl when you’ve got you fingers up my ass. add another and speed up a bit.”

phil grunted in response as he added his middle finger, pushing in and over if dan’s slick hole. 

dan whined and leaned his head in phil’s shoulder. “now scissor your fingers to open me up more.” phil complied and dan let out a high pitched moan. 

“ugh, phil, more, please. add a third finger!” dan was panting, and phil put in a third finger, keeping his pumping at a constant speed so he didn’t hurt dan. 

phil pushed his fingers in and hooked them on instinct and the noise dan let out was glorious.

“OH! phil, yes, right there phil, right there!”

dan was shaking backing down onto phil fingers. phil felt his cock throb at the sight and wanted nothing more than to fuck dan right then. 

“okay, i-i’m ready.” dan panted out. “please, need your cock, daddy.”

phil didn’t need to be told twice. he pulled his fingers out of dan (dan whimpering at the loss), and wiped his fingers on his boxers. he pushed his boxers down and stepped out of them, then grabbed the sliver packet that contained the condom from the floor, ripping it open and rolling it onto his cock. phil used the last bit of the lube on his cock, opening a second on to use a bit just in case. he then threw the half used packet onto the floor with the condom wrapper, empty lube packet, and the extra lube packet phil had grabbed earlier.

he lined his dick up with dan’s hole, looking dan into the eyes. “are you ready?” dan closed his eyes and placed his head back onto phil’s shoulder. “i’m ready. go slow.”

that’s all it took for phil to push in. he went slow, following dan’s request. once he bottomed out, phil waited for dan’s consent to start thrusting. dan waited a few seconds to get used to something other than fingers inside of him and then nodded. “you can move.” 

phil pulled out and then thrusted back in, picking up a constant pace. 

dan moaned long and loud, throwing his head back and eyes screwed shut with pleasure. “damn, you’re so big.”

phil grunted and leaned forward to kiss dan’s neck.

“faster, daddy, faster, harder!”

phil picked up speed, slamming into dan, pushing him harder against the wall. 

“OH!” dan’s eyes popped out of his skull and he let out a loud moan. phil would’ve been afraid that they would get caught if he wasn’t overwhelmed with so much pleasure right now. 

dan began letting out little “uh, uh, uh”’s as phil slammed harder into dan. phil was grunting with each thrust, his nails digging into dan’s thighs almost hard enough to draw blood. 

“dan - i - close,” phil moaned out, pushing into dan faster. 

“mmmm, me too, touch me, daddy!”

phil let go of dan’s thigh to bring his right hand up to dan’s cock and stroking it in time with phil’s thrusts.

“PHIL, I - I’M COMING!” dan screamed and clenched deliciously around phil’s cock as he exploded into phil’s hand. phil came soon after, his release filling the condom. 

both boys panted hard as they came down from their highs, and phil pulled out and let dan down onto his feet. he slowly pulled the condom from his sensitive cock, tying it up and throwing it away, along with the lube packets and the condom wrapper. phil wet some paper towels and cleaned him self off, and then walked back over to dan to clean up the mess he made across his stomach. 

as they pulled their clothes back on, dan smirked at phil. “so,” he said. “are you gay now?” 

phil shrugged. “maybe a little…”

valentine’s day is a terrible day to confess your love

“So,” Maki raises an eyebrow, one hand on her hip and the other playing with her hair in that annoying gesture she always, always seemed to do when unimpressed. “What’s this, exactly?”

Nico hadn’t really prepared an answer – with chocolate in both hands, she would’ve thought the answer to be clear as day. Then again, Nozomi had warned her that probably the only person more dense than herself (thanks, fucker) was the girl in front of her, so, well, perhaps she should have planned for that.

Not that any of Nico’s plans had been going right today, mind you, so what the hell was a plan anyway?

“Uh,” Nico stumbles over words and over herself as she struggles to maintain balance, realising she’s reaching out a little far and Maki still isn’t reaching back to take the chocolates. She maintains eye contact for another few painful seconds before the other girl looks away, turning up the left corner of her mouth and creasing her eyebrows. Nico sweats.

“Uh,” she repeats, hands all damn clammy now, goddamnit Eli why did you make this sound so easy – “Chocolate.”

Maki stares at the poorly-wrapped chocolate sitting in Nico’s palms. It’s probably melting, considering just how unfortunately moist her hands have become under the stare of the most unsettling first year this side of Akiba.

“Homemade,” Nico adds, as if it weren’t perfectly obvious to all who had functional eyes that yes, the slightly melty brown stuff was chocolate, and yes, the clumsy wrapping probably indicated it’d been wrapped by hands equally as clumsy. Maki’s eyes are disconcerting, glancing to the chocolates, to Nico, to elsewhere and back, again and again.

Eli never mentioned just how nervewracking this would be. Nico couldn’t even imagine confessing to that sneaky asshole Nozomi – then again, those two were so incredibly disgusting with each other they probably spewed rainbows from their mouths and made lilies bloom around them when it finally happened.

No, the only thing blooming was the anxiety in Nico’s stomach as Maki continued to be evasive, leaving her standing in quite the uncomfortable position, prostrating herself. Then again, maybe this was just her fault because she’d kinda just shoved them in the girl’s face instead of doing something normal like saying “Happy Valentine’s Day!” or “I’m deeply in love with you, please marry me” or “I am so desperate to get in your pants you’re so hot it kills me I’m begging you”.

“I can see that,” Maki finally says, nodding to herself as if yes, that cleared everything up. Which it didn’t. Probably. You could never really tell with redheads. Or Makis. Or redheads named Maki. Yeah.

Nico wonders exactly how she’s going to explain this to the terrible two she calls her buddies – how she’d completely thrown any semblance of The Plan out the window the moment she’d frozen up until a purple gaze. Then again, The Plan had sort of been a wash from the beginning, considering how every time she’d tried to corner Maki alone in order to enact The Plan, some annoying ginger had waltzed along and ruined her chances of enacting The Plan (Nico made a mental note to kick Rin’s ass, later).

“So…” Maki trails off, halfway between making eye contact and staring at Nico’s open palms, still. Nico jolts back to life, stumbling over words and trying to make sense of her oh so conveniently clumsy tongue before –

“Valentine’s Day – Happy Day. For you. Yes.”

Ah, perfect. Just how she wanted to say it.

Before she trails away to curl up and die somewhere in a hole, Nico debates how best to ask Nozomi to scatter her ashes.

Maki, bless her, looks about as embarrassed for Nico as Nico feels herself, and blushes some pink that probably pales in comparison to the apparent luminescence of the shorter girl’s face. Seriously, she should be charging for the light she’s putting out.

“These are,” Maki hesitates, “for me?”

Nico nods, thanking whichever merciful god decided to give her a helping hand in the form of at least one of them being able to form coherent sentences. She doesn’t trust her own tongue to do the same, considering her last shameful display.

“Oh,” Maki says, voice cracking and freezes. Well, no, freezes is probably a little soft – it’s more like she self-destructs in a gentle, contained kind of way. Her face blossoms into a pretty miasma of blotchy red, and her limbs seize up, hands paused in front of her and mouth just a fraction agape.

Nico would have laughed if she weren’t in the exact same situation, so she instead opts for mumbling “Here,” and storming off.

She finds Nozomi eavesdropping behind the school wall, who promptly guffaws.

“I can’t breathe, Nico,” she wheezes, five minutes later. Nico stands there in despair.

Ten minutes later, Nozomi still isn’t together enough to stand.

(Maki drops the chocolates three times before managing to regain function of her body.)

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anonymous asked:

I'm too shy to come out of anonymous... but how did you start your studyblr?? It looks so professional!

hey anon! dw, jo here has got your back! B )
     (& don’t be shy, anon! feel free message me or de-anon and tell me to answer privately if you have any questions or just want to talk!)

onto your question, personally, I kind of tripped into the studyblr community one day and simply put, fell in love. So I decided to start my own studyblr as means to motivate myself, but only started working on it about three weeks ish ago? anddd the rest, they say, is history.

WARNING: A LONG POST BC JO TENDS TO GO OVERBOARD (and i probably forgot something even tho there’s this huge post but whatever oops)

but hey! i’m sure my blabbering wasn’t quite what you’re looking for, so
here’s what I’d recommend if you’re looking to start or spice up your studyblr!!

  1. find a nice theme: I find that if you can find nice, clean, simplistic (but cute and aesthetically pleasing) themes, you’re well onto your way to becoming a v nice studyblr. but still, you don’t need a theme to be a good studyblr!
    here are a few blogs that make really nice themes you can look at!
    1. shythemes - is where I got my theme. Shythemes has very simplistic, clean type themes that I really like. These themes look crisp and neat and a sort of minimalist feel.
    2. ciralismthemes - has a cute, magazine/website layout (??) type theme. Cute and clean type of theme, ciralismthemes almost seems to build a little personalized "theme” within a blog. lots of choices, each theme different and unique.
    3. micaelis - has cute, tidy themes. ‘Mediocre’ is the theme that some studyblrs seem to favor, is compact and has lots of options and things, has other themes anime-related.
    4. zenthemes - zenthemes has clean, neat, minimalist themes. loads of options, all free. take a look around and choose as you like!
    5. tumblr’s themes - tumblr has loads of free themes all ready to go, you can pick and choose whichever theme you think you like!
  2. customized backgrounds/icons: let me say this first. you do not need to have all these “pretty, cute, aesthetic, personalized items” to be a great and amazing studyblr. you don’t. but I do suppose that it makes your blog look better strictly-aesthetic wise? I’m not saying you need perfect themes and great everythings to be a good studyblr, but this is something that people seem to like, if you get what I mean.
    but here are a few things you can do
    1. on your desktop - you can do a few things with your desktop theme and stuff
      1. find nice background wallpaper - choose a wallpaper! i don’t recommend complicated backgrounds or pictures as your wallpaper, because it can make your blog look messy and hard to look at. instead, choose pastel colors or solid colors with a simple pattern (like with gridded lines or dashed lines, maybe). 
        you can also put random things on your wallpaper to customize it. I put a border with my url on it, but you can do a lot more, like add pictures of people, flower petals, stars, anything! to do that, you can use photoshop (software) or picmonkey, etc. (online photo editors) to edit.
        the usual size for wallpaper is 1920 x 1080 btw!
      2. don’t clutter - make sure your blog doesn’t look to cluttered, i guess? remember KISS (keep it simple, stupid).
    2. on mobile - just like desktop view, you can pretty up your mobile look
      1. make a header - you can either make your own personalized header (like I did for my mobile theme) that fits with your desktop (or doesn’t) or you can put nice, pretty pictures as your header.
    3. make an icon - icons are like, super important. to me, at least. so try and make or find a good icon!
      1. letter/url icon - you can make an icon by putting the initials of your url or your entire url into the icon and setting a (most often pastel) solid color as the bg. it’s pretty popular and what my icon is. you can also add things that represent your url to the icon.
      2. photo icon - set a nice photo as your icon. i don’t think there’s much to say about this type of icon.
      3. selfieeeee - you can set yourself as your icon! only if you want to though (though i’m 100% you’re super handsome/pretty, i know it ;) )
  3. URL making - you can make up anything for your url!
    1. i’d recommend you add something related to studying or academics so that people know that you’re a studyblr, but you don’t have to!
    2. most often, people find good urls by either doing
      1. favorite object/thing/color/anything + study/studies or
      2. studywith + name
      3. name + studies/studying 
  4. Original Content - make original posts! here’s the thing, i’ll be honest with you. if you have good lighting, nice notes, nice filters, etc., your stuff is more likely to get noticed. but they don’t have to be. the only step is that you post stuff! don’t be discouraged if you don’t get a lot of notes because you aren’t defined by notes. just post photos (if you need motivation, try doing the 100 days of productivity challenge), make your own masterposts, write about things, make a advice/tip list, etc. do anything! 
  5. Signal Boost - related to original content! when you make your own posts or whatever, you can tag people! put their urls or whatever tag they track in your tags because then studyblrs will see your posts! the studyblr community is a great and friendly place, we won’t ignore you or your posts (promise) unless we don’t see it on accident! people do it, and if you don’t feel comfortable tagging studyblrs you look up to or just studyblrs in general, tag me! i’ll def reblog and boost your stuff, so feel free to tag me (and it’s ok to tag other studyblrs in your posts, honestly!) and if you have any mutuals, tag them too!
  6. Intro Post - oh gosh, the intro post is like, the most important thing ever. you should make an introduction post, introducing yourself to the community! in general, the formula for an intro post is your name, age, what you’re interested in, etc. etc. and tagging studyblrs that have inspired you or helped you make a studyblr. It took me a month to get around to this, but ohhh boy, can I tell you what a difference it made. It’s important to show yourself to the community, so do this!!
  7. Get Talking & Be Nice - not like you aren’t nice, but be friendly and outgoing and nice and kind to people in general and you’re gonna get far in both the studyblr community and in real life. and you should talk to people! reach out! find new studyblrs or talk to studyblrs that you look up to, etc and message them / send them an ask (like you did me!) this gets you far, youngun, trust me <3
    1. Communities - also, you can join communities and other study groups to get connected. 
  8. Reblog - reblog posts and stuff that you like and you’ll get nice content filling up your blog in no time. also, the queue is your best friend if you’re pressed for time. 
  9. Extra things - extra things idk where to put
    1. nice things - you can buy nice things to treat yourself. buy stationery, paper, just nice things to treat yoself. they look really nice btw and yes just do it. 
      1. stores -  you can buy things at stores like muji, kikki.k, tokyo pen shop
      2. brands- that are really nice include pilot, uniball, sharpie, copic markers, etc
    2. apps/extensions - apps and stuff people use
      1. Focus Now/Forest - keeps you on focus by having you put your phone away. you either kill or grow a tree for a certain time you don’t use your phone. (extension for chrome: Forest)
      2. Leoh - chrome extension that opens on a new tab. includes to do list, time, goal for the day, news, weather, etc.
      3. Momentum - the typical studyblr extension, gives time and sets goal for the day
      4. - alternative to Momentum, gives time, has a built-in pomodoro timer, and a lot of lists and stuff to keep track of things.
      5. Flashcards+ - helps you study by opening a new tab and having you do flashcards.
      6. OneTab - a super lifesaver. Onetab collects all the tabs you might’ve had open and saves it so you can go right back to here you were last time if you need to close your laptop, etc.
      7. Pomodoro Timer - sets a 25 min timer to have you do things and keep you on track, etc. 
    3. Bullet Journal - keep a bullet journal! A bullet journal is a sort of to do list, note, journal, and everything else mashed into one. Lots of studyblrs and other people use bujos. You can search reach the official bullet journal website or look on tumblr to see more about bujos. 
  10. I don’t know what else, but if you have any more questions or if I didn’t answer your question properly, contact me again, anon! (If you were referring to my wallpaper and icon looking professional, I made them myself and you should contact me if you’re looking for stuff like that!) 

Other (great and quite possibly better than my hastily written answer) New Studyblr Posts:

also, some great studyblrs you should follow just to get you on your feet, etc: 
@standardunistudent @succulentstudy @hope-studies @studyign @studybuzz @studyblr-bri @haleystudies @hayley-studies @academla @sirenastudies @studylikeslytherin @studytildawn @elkstudies @studycxlture @study-well @studylou @katsdesk @studyvet @the-brightest-witch-studies @studyandblacktea @green-tea-and-studying @emmastudies @milkystudies +  hella lotta more lovely people

i hope this helped, anon! feel free to come and talk to me whenever xoxo


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Single parent AU: Stacie convinces Beca to go to a support group for single parents.

“What? Dude, no!” Beca says as she picks up a squirming toddler from his highchair. 

Stacie sighs and moves to grab a baby wipe to clean the toddler’s hands and mouth. “Why? I think it’s a good idea.” 

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Ease My Mind - Part 6

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Summary: Bucky Barnes is your best friend and, of course, you’re in love with him. But apparently Bucky is just fine with your platonic relationship - you’re going to have to do something about that.

Warnings: violence, mentions of torture

A/N: heyoooo, some emotions and badass reader and backstory all rolled into one! hope you enjoy it dudes, thank you so much for all the amazing responses to this story so far! it means a lot to me :) also im praying the tags work on this one… if not i truly dont know whats going on

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5

Let the record state that Siberia is your least favourite place on the entire planet. Like, it’s probably worse than hell. It’s cold and dark 90% of the time, it’s so far away from anywhere with people, and the internet connection is practically non-existent. Siberia sucks. So you’re not entirely sure why your subconscious decided to bring you here.

The only logical place to go is inside the concrete bunker, the home of all your trauma. You know you’re in the middle of the nowhere, definitely not dressed for Siberian winter, and you can’t shift back home. You have never shifted that far a distance before - you didn’t even think it was possible. The only thing to do is to pick your way through the snow and into the jaws of death. Basically.

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My Human, My Angel

Characters: Human!Castiel x Archangel!Reader, Sam, Dean, Metatron (mentioned), Lucifer (mentioned once), Gabriel (mentioned once)

Word Count: 1,471

Warnings: This is a world where Cas was never an angel so is this really a warning? Other than that, it’s just fluff

Request:  I love your writing! I was wondering if you could do a Castiel x reader reverse!verse oneshot? Idk what all to have in it. But I just really want to read a fic like that. It’s where the roles are reversed. In the case I requested it’s where Cas is human, and the reader is the angel.

@the-chick-with-the-best-fandom, I thought you might want to be tagged when I posted it. 

Author’s Note: Please, send in requests because I love reading them and I love writing them! If you would like to be tagged in my future fics and my Series Rewrite that is coming soon, let me know and I’ll add you!

If you want to be apart of my 500 Follower Challenge, please look at the post here. I’ve only gotten two asks so far so keep sending them in!

Feedback is always appreciated

Tags at the bottom (if you wished to not be tagged, let me know and I’ll remove you)

Originally posted by thearronaut

Lately, you’ve been feeling lost. Lost as in, you didn’t know how to help your human friends. You were friends with the Winchesters and Castiel. You met them when you fell from Heaven. Miraculously, your wings weren’t hurt. Well, you weren’t surprised since you were very powerful.

You were a very powerful archangel. You were the only girl that was one. Your father meant for you to be a boy but you didn’t come out that way. It’s okay, really, because you loved your older brothers. Everyone except Lucifer. Him, you could live without. But you weren’t here to talk about him.

Not many people know you’re an archangel besides the Winchesters and Cas. You liked to keep it that way because more and more people would try and kill you. Lately, you were trying to find Metatron since he stole the angel tablet because he wanted to rule Heaven.

That was why you were kicked out in the first place. You were stronger and more powerful than Metatron but he was hiding. He thought all the archangels were dead or in Hell but not you. You were trying to find your way into Heaven to take him down.

But you haven’t found a way.

So, you were hanging with the Winchesters and Cas.

You’ve grown feelings for Castiel. You weren’t quite sure what these feelings were since you rarely visited Earth. The last time you visited Earth, it must have been around the 25th century BC when you came down to hell construct the pyramids. They thought you were an alien but you helped and then you were gone. They were taking too much time and frankly, you wanted to speed things along.

So, it would be an understatement when you came back to Earth and noticed how much different it gotten. Sure, you kept an eye on how things were going, watching out for bad things happening in the world but you really never paid any attention.

Cas and the Winchesters made you try to feel at home. You were very direct at first, always speaking your mind and not really understanding what was going on but the more you hung out with them, you became looser. You were still confused about things but not as much.

“Still no lead on Metatron?” Dean asked when you walked into the motel room they were staying at.

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You can’t tell me someone doesn’t have feelings (let alone romantic, just feelings) for a person if he breaks down in tears after skating their program for them at the thought of them retiring for someone else to get back in?

Yurio’s head was filled with Yuuri just like Yuuri’s was filled with Viktor and that touched a fragile nerve inside me because… Yurio was basically threatening Yuuri if he dared to leave (him) even when he knew Yuuri only cared about Viktor. I feel disappointed that they didn’t show Yuuri’s reaction further more than him just looking flustered (blushing and shocked) to Yurio crying like fuck, Yuuri labelled Yuri like “The Russian Punk” when he turned the tiger into a kitten in front of everyone.

If that is not selfless, unconditional love, I don’t know what it is. Caring for someone who would never care about you the same way.

I know there is an age gap between them but seriously, would that be the worse you’ve seen in anime? Or in real life? (I mean, for real, nowadays there are couples with bigger age gaps) Besides…as long as it stays in the kind of skinship Viktor and Yuuri had had so far, it’d be okay, agape love, right? At least until Yurio turns 18 or something.

I suppose I should say that it most likely won’t happen because of the Viktuuri fanbase but I’m allowed to dream, aren’t I?

Oh, yeah, jsyk…Yurio was based off on Yulia Liptniskaya (my fave female skater. It was actually the only reason I saw the whole thing), right? While Yuuri is supposed to be all japanese skaters but c’mon, he resembles Yuzuru Hanyu a lot, well…little fact I got from Sochi’s Olympics (as a Yuzulia shipper myself), Yulia said (back then) that he admired Yuzuru’s attitude towards skating (kinda like a celebrity crush) and she was all giggly when they skated together in the gala. So…I hope you get my hint. THAT IS COMPLETELY OFF TOPIC BUT YOU KNOW, I WANTED TO ADD IT.

Also…if anyone can tell me the “common” ship name, I’d appreciate it a lot.

Golden Morning

Word count: 2200

Summary: the morning after Dan and Phil win the Golden Headphones they wake up on Nick Grimshaw’s couch, and find themselves lacking both the restraint and motivation to hide their relationship.

A/N: so idk this happened? I like Dan and Phil, I like Nick, I like sleepy morning boys, I like anything that even vaguely resembles a coming out fic, and I love procrastination. Hope you enjoy the product of these things!

now also on AO3!

Dan’s not sure how long he’s been dozing on Nick’s couch for when his bladder wakes him, but judging by the amount his head is still swimming he doubts it’s been more than an hour. He lets out a soft groan as his position registers, tangled up in Phil, trapped between him and the back of the couch. He lies there for a second, half appreciating Phil’s arm around his waist, his head tucked under Dan’s chin, and half trying to fathom some method of escaping Phil’s octopus limbs without waking him. He’s not sure when they got like this, as he has a vague idea that they’d tried to keep their limbs to themselves when settling in the night before, but he isn’t really surprised.

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I thought it’d be fun when I mix today’s prompt with Metamorphomagus!Luna AU, I don’t know how it went??

(the hair color is already written, but I needed this one for the prompt’s case :D)

DAY 5: “I’m a quidditch player, and you’re the announcer, and I am trying   really hard not to notice that your comments about me are becoming less and less about how i’m playing, and more and more about how I look in   my quidditch uniform.”


„Hey, do you have a minute?” Matteo asks her as she leaves Great Hall after dinner.

“Yeah, I think I have,” she answers, but adds after a second of thinking with furrowed brows, “you guys shouldn’t throw a party or something?”

It’s Saturday and Slytherin won today’s Quidditch match with Ravenclaw. They did it pretty quickly since Matteo is a Seeker, really good one she has to admit. He is the best and they both know it.

Hell, every student in Hogwarts knows it.

“We are, but later. Now I wanted to talk to you about… something.” He scratches the back of his neck. Oh, it’s going to be something awkward if he is that embarrassed.

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idk does the turnfreewood tag exist, or…

anyway yeah i wrote a little thing, next time i write turnfreewood it might be domestic, but consider this a start to a series of little ficlets revolving around this lovely threesome

Title: Charmed

Word Count: 1484

Notes: Takes place some time after this week’s episode of the Patch (#56 i believe), Gav and Meg are already a thing and in their new house, yeah… This is turnfreewood if that isn’t clear, meaning there will be a relationship between Meg, Gavin, and Ryan where they all smoosh together in happy fun times.

Warnings: Mild language, but otherwise none!


“So how did it go?”

Gavin has his legs tucked against his body as he sits at the counter, phone in hand and balanced on top of his knees.

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The Evolution of AJPunk

In honor of the storyline turned real life engagement, let’s take a look back at their relationship. So, let’s go back in time and look at this and remember our emotions with some gifs.

Let’s start this from where it started almost two years ago, RAW, 5/14/2012.

This segment, pretty much started it all, besides a few things that I will get to later. A lot of people looked at this segment going. “What the fuck,” including me.

RAW, 5/21/12.

This made people think that there would be a legit relationship here.

Soon after that, Punk seemed like he actually seemed a bit interested in her and that’s when it started to become a popular ship. With the whole “I dig crazy chicks.” And flirting.

Smackdown, June 15, 2012.

I’m sorry, but I laugh every time I see this picture. Idk why, I just do. I think this segment is when he started liking her, in storyline.

Then this happened!

It lasted a week, but they kept selling them!

No Way Out, 6/17/12.

By now, some people were like

But mostly people were like

The second one was me.

Then there was the whole, “who will she chose?” thing. And AJPunk trended on twitter, the only time that has happened.

Then Kane dumps her and she dedicates her matches to Punk now. The one match she did that for she won.

You guys who are reading this should know where we’re going now.

RAW, 7/2/12

Now, we all went back to “Aww-wait, what the fuck just happened?!”

This is the moment I started shipping AJPunk. Smackdown, 7/3/12, Great American Bash.

And we all found out who is the guy that slipped her tongue. Anyway, in this moment a lot of people (including me) went

That last gif explains the whole storyline and my reaction after the kiss and after I died from feels.

RAW, 7/9/12.

In this moment, most of us were like

Then, this happened

And in that moment, our emotions changed

Then the tag team match happened and AJPunk won.

After that, he rejected her, but said it was because he cared about her and Daniel never said he cared about her, neither did Dolph or Cena or Kane. And our reactions were

Then our hopes of another kiss were destroyed

Then she slapped Daniel and we were all cheering, but it was bittersweet.

Money in the Bank, July 15, 2012

In this moment, all our AJPunk hopes broke because we knew it was over.

Then the engagement, wedding, we all thought that Punk was going to interrupt it, even my brother thought it was going to happen and he hates AJPunk and then she became GM. Every segment AJ and Punk were in together, even if they were fighting, all of us AJPunkers were like

Then, the AJ Scandal and our ship was sinking fast, but we didn’t stop shipping. For you guys who kept going with AJPunk even through AJCena and AJZiggler and never gave up

Fucking thank you! You guys who kept up hope are the reason I made it through all of those gross relationships and gave me hope. Let’s get back on topic.

RAW, 9/24/12.

What about the most underrated AJPunk moment? I could never forget it, because I am one of the few that know how important this moment is

RAW, 10/8/12.

Anyone know how important this is? Well, if you don’t, here’s why it’s important. In this segment Punk basically threatens to tell the Board about their relationship while she was GM unless she stopped his match from happening. Two weeks later, she was fired for “fraternizing” with a Superstar on the roster, we all know it wasn’t John and I have proof. Oh, and this is my reaction when I realized this when I went to the RAW when Vickie revealed the voicemails she “left John” even though they were to Punk.

The voicemails she left John were obviously to Punk. Remember when Punk mentioned she left him voicemails? That would be the voicemails she left him and those are the voicemails Vickie took from Paul and edited them to add John instead of Punk. I think everyone knows by now that the AJ Scandal wasn’t the AJCena Scandal it was the AJPunk Scandal.

So, then we went through seven months of hell with AJZiggler with the AJPunk stuff in dark matches and house shows that made us all die of feels and give us even more hope and it really wasn’t about AJZiggler, it was about AJPunk just like her other relationships (Daniel because he told her to call him and Cena because that scandal wasn’t about him), and the whole time there was AJZiggler on my TV I was like

Then this happened

After months of NOTHING, this came up and I was like

And every time AJ and Punk were spotted together I was like

Then, they were confirmed dating

Now, they’re engaged

And that was the evolution of AJPunk.

Call-out post. (watch out for these people)

So, I came into 2016 think it was absolute shit. Garbage. I kept getting thrown to the ground and kicked while I was down. I was at my rope’s end, I was about ready to give up. I’d had enough of it. The only thing I thought I had going for me was having my cat, Niko. Nothing was exciting, I couldn’t really write or draw since I didn’t have the inspiration for it anymore. I really thought that it was the end of the line for me, I was in too deep of a hole and couldn’t get out. Waking up was a chore in itself. To top it off, my living situation took a turn for the worst, I was going to get evicted, debt was piling up, my family cat that I’ve had since I was little recently passed away. 2016 was nothing less than a raging dumpster fire.

And then, I’m not exaggerating, I revived my Tumblr and joined the Undertale fandom halfway through the year and it literally made my entire year worth it and more.

Now, I’m not one for sappy posts or writings. Anyone that knows me will confirm this. I usually consider it a complete waste of time. But I feel like it’s necessary, given the holiday and the wave of feelings I woke up to in the morning.

I joined the Undertale fandom shortly after I revived my Tumblr. Yeah sure, everyone praises Undertale. I was extremely skeptical of the fandom, always given the impression that it was toxic and downright ‘cancerous,’ if I recall the term used to me when it was described.

And then I was sucked in.

I couldn’t keep away. I wasn’t just some hopeless Sans fan. I fell in love with the game, the message, the powerful feelings that drove me to find every last little tidbit, speak to every character, finish the post-game content, keep on my pacifist path instead of getting bored and continue like a typical RPG to attack everything and anything because, well, I could. And it was hard as hell, believe me. I can’t even begin to describe the wonders that the game did for me.

But the fandom.

@fly-sky-high-09 encouraged me to make a Discord so we could roleplay. She taught me about servers and everything to do with it. That was the sole catalyst here.

I gathered the courage to talk to @echoflowertea (I guess she blocked me so idk if she’ll ever see this I guess) for her shirt she was giving away, and it immediately gained a spot as my favorite shirt. It was comfortable, it glowed in the dark, and you couldn’t pay me enough to take it off. You still can’t. I could sell all my possessions and be left with a cardboard box and my cat, and the one thing I would refuse to let go of would be that shirt. If you tried to take it from me, you’d have a bad time. (heh.) I got involved with writing fanfictions for Undertale, since it inspired me to write again and I wasn’t going to pass that opportunity up.

I browsed for Undertale fanart and learned about the many AU’s. I approached @its-captain-senpai and we started talking and talking and she was so funny and interesting I couldn’t keep away and always looked forward to hearing from her.

Through Captain Senpai, I found the game she was doing art for, Underfell. I met @underfellfangame and Mania was nothing short of welcoming. I got thrown into the Discord server, and what a ride it’s been. I still regret being so shady there, but I don’t have too much time nowadays. I plan on making a comeback with memes and weird drabbles, someday. But the game…I just played the game demo (which I am still too grateful for, Mania) and it’s absolutely wonderful. It blew me away. It has so much potential, the voice acting’s spot on, the battle system looks promising even in its early stages, and the spriting. Oh, dear god, the spriting. That’s where Damenshi comes in.

I met @ilexdamenshi and we became fast friends. I think I initially gushed about his spriting job and we took the chatting to Discord, and honestly he’s one of my closer friends I’ve ever met. He’s understanding, kind, caring, and anytime I’m less than peachy, he’s been there for me and nothing less than supportive. (Plus he always puts up with me when I’m being a sad whiny git, so kudos to you for sticking with me through that).

Through the Underfell server, I also met @edissero. We dork about puns and I’m always game for that. (We should definitely talk more, you’re an absolute gem to watch on stream and youtube. And your art, don’t even get me started. I could praise you for days.)

And I met @imsearchingforwords. She’s been nothing but kind to me, we’ve had a bit of a roller coaster relationship but we’ve had each other’s backs. (Lord Derpsmore seems to like hearing from you, too.) She awoke my love for Swapfell Papyrus (damn you for making me indulge myself!!!) and roleplaying once again. I can’t thank you enough for being there to bug me day in and day out. You never let me feel like I was alone, that’s for sure.

[Linking to NSFW blogs, those uncomfortable with NSFW or mentions of fontcest in the titles can skip to the end of the break. I know this is a SFW blog but they’re my friends so I feel like a proper shout-out in a sappy post is necessary. Apologies in advance.]

Then I got thrown into @undertailsoulsex‘s little Discord family server by @mercy-run. I met @allthesans, @nsfwsinningsans, @accidentalfeelfest, @agraulisvanillae, @purrfecktlysinful, @inayuri, @nearlydeadzed, @pancakehaven, @docanjing, @yaoiaddictionstar and so many other people. You’re all my family and I love you so, so much. Thank you for keeping me going. (If I forgot to tag anyone, kick me and I’ll add them. ;3; )

Let’s not forget @nsfwsinningsans. She’s my babe, my sweetheart, my dearest soulkeeper. I started off watching from afar, and then I snuck all up in your streams with terrible puns. And then stuff just started happening and we’re dating and I just, I feel like the luckiest girl I could ever be. You make me so happy and I can only dream of making you as happy as you make me. I wake up every day with a smile on my face. (Thanks @evilbeetle for awakening my gay potential uwu You and @eli-sin-g are too cute for words.) I hope you want to be stuck with me for a long time, because I promise you, you can’t get rid of me that easily OwO <3

I started stalking @buttercupsticksntricks ‘s streams and I’m such a big fan. Her style is adorable and I never get bored watching her draw. She’s actually one of the only reasons I even bothered drawing Undertale fanart to begin with. (She’s also the first Undertale artist I ever followed.) And let’s not forget @pyramidheaddezby and all the puns they’ve had to put up with from me. (I’m not sorry.) And I followed @muskka and their art style…wow. I adore it so much. And the smols, I melt every time. @v0idless and @mnstrcndy are especially in my top list of Undertale artists, because there are absolutely no words to describe how beautiful your art is, really. V0id, that Echo animation? MC, your Outerfell painting? Absolutely gorgeous. There is nothing you’ve made that I don’t like and you have my undying support until I’m dust on the earth.

When my financial troubles came to a peak, I received so much support. So much more than I ever dreamed I’d get. Whether it was words or donations, it all meant so very much for me and I don’t think I could ever repay any of you in this lifetime for how deep my gratitude runs for you.

I’m moving now, I’m on medication for my depression and anxiety…and life couldn’t honestly get better for me. (Well, if I got a million bucks it could, but I’m thinking realistically here. Wait…if I visited Ganz, or moved close by to harass her on the daily, then I think my life would just be the best it could be.)

So…yeah, watch out for these people. They are infinitely wonderful, inspirational, a joy to be around, and I’m absolutely proud to call them my family and friends. I love you guys, from the bottom of my soul.

anonymous asked:

13 please omg

13. “Have you ever wanted to hate someone?” 

Darling Pan (I assumed you wanted Darling Pan, nonnie. I hope I guessed correctly :) )

It’s been months since the dust has settled. 

Months since calm and quiet have returned to Storybrooke. 

Months since Wendy Darling should have flown back in London. 

Months since Peter Pan failed.

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'its 3 am and im trying to sleep in my apartment but youre my neighbor and youre singing so loud and godamn thats my favorite song but you keep singing the wrong lyrics and idk if im angry or amused' bellarke au please!!

I struggled with whether or not I should force my musical taste onto Clarke, and eventually decided just to go for it. If you can’t make your fave characters like your fave band in fanfiction then when can you?

This ended up being way longer than it was supposed to be. It’s tropey and full of fluff (what else is new) and I hope it’s enjoyable. :)

(Tagging wanderinglilly because she gets me and my Paramore obsession.)

It’s 3 am and her neighbor is singing Paramore. Or at least, she thinks he is. Whatever it is, he’s singing it loudly.

It almost sounds like Ain’t It Fun, except he keeps slurring the lines, so “you can ring anybody’s bell to get what you want” turns into “you can ring my bell…me anytime you want” and “ain’t it good being on your own?” becomes “ain’t it good hmm hmm mmm.”

She briefly wonders if he’s drunk or just really bad at remembering lyrics.

Clarke’s never actually met her neighbor; she’s only been living there a month, and trying to get her feet up underneath her didn’t leave much time for socializing. As far as she had been concerned, he was an excellent neighbor, seeing as he didn’t make an excessive amount of noise. Until tonight.

She used to live in university apartments, before dropping out and vowing to make it on her own—aka, without her parents’ money—so she knows what it’s like to have constantly drunk, loud neighbors. He’s not nearly as bad as they ever were, luckily, and it’s more than a little amusing, hearing his deep voice crooning out one of her favorite songs.

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