just shoving out anything these days

Dean and Cas meeting in high school, when Dean is shoved hard in a fight and Cas, walking past, grips his arm to steady him. “Urgh, don’t touch him, you’ll catch what he’s got!” yells the guy who doing the pushing. “You’ll start kissing boys too!”

Cas keeping his hold on that arm as he calmly draws back his fist, and punches the guy in the face. Left-handed, the nose doesn’t break, but it bleeds. The guy takes a look at the pair of their murderous faces, and leaves.

Cas keeping his hold on that arm as he pulls Dean into the bathrooms and cleans him up, slopping water messily over his neck and face. Dean, one eye swelling up beautifully, makes faces at Cas in the cracked bathroom mirror.

Cas keeping his hold on that arm as, day after day, month after month, they have each other’s backs. A fight every other week or so, some light shoving in the halls most days. “Shouldn’t have kissed that boy,” Dean says. “It started this mess.” Cas shakes his head. “There’s nothing wrong with kissing boys,” he says. 

Cas keeping his hold on that arm as Dean kisses himself another boy. He’s pretty sure he grips tight enough to leave a handprint. Dean doesn’t seem to mind, though. “Is there anything wrong with just kissing one boy?” he says, softly, lips still brushing against Cas’. “Like, forever?”

Cas keeping his hold on that arm as they walk out of school on graduation day, triumphant. When he moves into his room in college, Dean’s there to help him shift his stuff. And at the end of the year, Dean’s there again to move it all back out. “You guys are so cute,” says his roommate. “What’s your secret?” 

Dean looks over at Cas and raises his eyebrows.

Cas shrugs. “Hold tight,” he says. “And don’t let go.”

anonymous asked:

RFA + Minor Trio react to MC being kidnapped? And how would they go about saying them?

✿ im sorry if you wanted a serious answer to this because this got goofy.


  • Everyone expects him to cry, but no - no, this little chick of a man has hatched into a full-fletched chicken, and if the Legend of Zelda has taught anyone anything, it’s that our favorite egg-producing feathered friends ought to be respected and feared.
  • He gets cold. Quiet. And though he doesn’t look much like an action hero, he has learned how to be an unstoppable, unrelenting force of destruction via his mother. When you’re taken, Yoosung will not be denied in his quest to get you back.
  • Yoosung hires a private investigator and pours over documents, photos, and red-string connected diagrams in the interests of finding out who took you, where you’re being held, and how to get you back.
  • When storming the warehouse where you’re being kept, he doesn’t go in through the front door, but uses his LOLOL raid-planning skills to engineer a rescue operation. His co-conspirators are said private investigator and his gaming buddies, who Aren’t Going To Leave a Bro Hanging, Dangit.
  • For once, Yoosung gets to be the shining paladin of his dreams as he rushes in to rescue you with a bunch of other nerds.


  • Zen gets sulky, angsty, and in typical Zen fashion, he lone wolfs it.
  • He really looks the part of a brooding boyfriend set on getting the love of his life back. He puts on his leather jacket! He gets on his motorcycle! And he starts pursuing your captors with a dogged vengeance.
  • He uses his army of fans to track down details about where you are, because even though his armada of pining, lovestruck teenagers doesn’t entirely appreciate your existence, the thought of Zen being a loyal badass who goes to the ends of the earth for his loved one is so D~R~E~A~M~Y that they help out. With thousands of eyes combing the entirety of Korea, he gets some leads about your location within short order.
  • Once he knows where you are, he gets on his motorcycle and CRASHES THAT PARTY.
  • then throws a chair at someone because Zen’s planning abilities are poor, but his heart is in the right place, ok?


  • jaehee karate chops a motherfucker.
  • Like - there’s no stopping her. There’s no halting her for a fraction of a second. Once she hears the news, she stands up, adjusts her glasses, walks out of work… and goes on the warpath.
  • like, Turn Down for What is blaring in the background as she walks into the camera, explosions firing behind her while she’s dressed in her pencil skirt and fashionable suitjacket.
  • she buries one of her heels into a man’s stomach.
  • She rescues you and carries you off into the sunset, while on a yacht, without having sustained a scratch. Everything is sparkling. There’s a dolphin jumping superimposed over a rainbow.
  • …i will admit this might be wish fulfillment here
  • please jaehee. come for me.
  • please.
  • i’ll do anything.

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But what if, whilst in Russia, Yuri’s hair starts to get super long and one day when he’s skating, Yurio notices him flipping his fringe out of his face more often than not and just beckons him over with his usual ‘oi, Katsudon…’ and Yuri skates over and not even saying anything, Yurio pulls some grips from his pocket and pins Yuri’s hair to the side before shoving his hands into his pocket, mumbling something about it ‘pissing him off seeing his hair in such a mess’ to himself and then skating off without a single word.

Little Secrets | Yondu/Reader SFW

Request: (AU where everything’s fine) can I request a fic or headcanons where Yondu finds out that the shy reader has a bit of a crush on him after Mantis tries out her empathy powers on the reader? also I love your blog omg thank you for existing





You really couldn’t believe everything that had happened. Ego was gone, almost all of Yondu’s crew was dead, the Sovereign was pretty pissed at the guardians…but everyone was alive, and that’s all you cared about. You hadn’t been down inside the planet when the fight with Ego went down, but you had been on the ship with Kraglin, and it was terrifying the entire time. When everyone except Quill and Yondu had come back and Rocket gave the order to go…you had felt your heart drop faster than the speed of light. You were absolutely terrified, but not for Peter like most of the others. The thought of losing Yondu was more than you could bear, and when he and Quill were both picked up, alive and only a little beat up, you had hugged the Ravager captain harder than you had ever hugged anyone else before.

The thing was, nobody else knew how much you liked Yondu. You didn’t want to talk about it with anyone, and the thought of anybody else knowing your deepest secret made you more anxious than the entire Ego ordeal ever could. You were shy, and you always had been, so most of the time you kept to yourself, even while the others were on what was left of the Eclector. Sometimes, though, you would join them when they sat and talked or drank together, and this was one such night.

Everyone was clustered around, sitting on couches or the floor, a few bottles of various kinds of alcohol sitting around. Mantis was doing her empath thing, sensing emotions by touching everyone’s arms or face, and while you wanted none of that, you were glad to be with everyone now that things were starting to go back to normal again.

You were sitting next to Yondu, a drink in your hand, trying to stay cool next to the man you liked and admired so much, while Mantis knocked Drax out. It was quickly becoming their favorite parlor trick, and they did it almost every day at least once, so you weren’t really paying attention to them; instead, you were thinking about Yondu, and desperately trying not to do anything stupid.

“You next!” Mantis exclaimed excitedly, pointing at you and rushing forward.

Your eyes widened. “N-no, I don’t think–”

But before you could shove her away or even run, she had grabbed your wrist. The antennae on top of her head began glowing softly, and you realized with horror that she could immediately tell what you had just been thinking about.

“Oh,” she said thoughtfully, looking at you. “You’re in love!”

You paled. “No!” You said immediately, too quickly.

“Yes!” She looked around at everyone happily. “Love–with…” her eyes finally settled on the Ravager sitting next to you. “Yondu!”

Yondu was taking a swig from the bottle he held, seemingly oblivious to how much of an absolute nightmare this was for you. You were stammering frantically, anything to get Mantis off the scent, but she only nodded enthusiastically while Quill and Rocket hooted with laughter.

This was it, this was going to give you a heart attack. And no, you were NOT being over dramatic.

Yondu looked at you out of the corner of his eye, and you felt yourself blushing madly, still trying to play it off or deny it or SOMETHING, but the blue Ravager only grinned slyly.

“’S that right?” He asked, slurring only a tiny bit.

Before you knew how to respond, he grabbed your shoulder, pulled you close, and landed the biggest, drunkest, sloppiest kiss right on your lips.

Your heart was going about a million miles a second as he leaned back, took another drink, and winked at you while Mantis went on to bother Gamora.

“I always knew anyways,” Yondu would say later that night, in his quarters or yours, it didn’t really matter. “Just glad she didn’t get to me first an’ spill my secret ‘bout you instead.”

Krasivaya-Chapter 12

Summary: You and Bucky Barnes have been friends for years. You are deeply, completely, in love with the super soldier, but he sees you as nothing more than a little sister. What happens when Bucky starts to date in earnest?

Powers: Think Jean with immortality and accelerated healing

Trigger Warning: There is mention of suicide. if this is a trigger for you please dont read. it’s only one line, but still give it a skip

Pairings: Bucky x Reader, Bucky x OFC

Warnings: Smut, Angst, Self-Esteem issues, Depression, Anxiety. Violence.

Thank you to @tilltheendwilliwrite because i hit the worst wall, only had a shell of a chapter and she got me out of it. 

Song:Placebo running up that hill  I recommend listening to this while reading. it gave me chills. 

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The Best Gift of All

Pairing: Shawn x Y/N

Requested: Nope, all the requests were too sad to post for his birthday.

Scenario: “What do you want for you birthday, Shawn?”

A/N: Holy Muffins, we’ve reached over 1,000 followers! Thank you fellow Mendes Army dreamers for sticking around! Y’all make the stories happen, the blog going, and my love for Shawn Mendes even stronger. Much love!

Also Happy Birthday Shawn!

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BTS React to their S/O using  chopsticks with two hands

@mymisstina :  Can you do a BTS reaction to their S/O using chopstick with two hands? thanks

Definitely one of the weirder requests I’ve gotten lol, but I appreciate it! Thank you, and sorry for the wait. :)

- Admin Crys


“… You do realize that’s now how you use those, right?”

“Oh my fucking god, you’re an adult just ask for a fork instead of struggling like an idiot. I know toddlers that can use chopsticks better than you.”

Originally posted by yoongiyi


He would gently take them out of your hands, setting them aside. 

“I think it’s cute how hard you try jagi, let me help you.”

He would just use his own chopsticks and feed you himself, making cute faces at you the whole time. 

Originally posted by 4cyphers


Would lower his head in shame. 

Honestly would make a point to take you out to places where chop sticks are not required, or would request a fork on your behalf if he has too. 

“I love you baby, you know I do.”

“But it’s kind of embarrassing that you have so much trouble with chopsticks. I think you should just stick to silverware you’re used to.”

Originally posted by namjoonsgurl


He would think it’s very cute of you, and when you give up trying to use them (even with two hands) and just start using one chopstick to stab your food so you’re able to eat it, he would laugh. 

He wouldn’t try to help you or scold you about it, he would just find it really entertaining. 

“You know, I’ve been thinking about throwing all of the forks we have at home away.”

When he sees the color drain from your face, it would make it that much more fun. 

“I really want to get back to my Korean roots, ya know? Chopsticks are such an important part of Korean culture.”

Originally posted by samlunatw


He would take pity on you, and help you out. 

“Give em here.” He would hold out his hand expectently, waiting for you to deposit your chopsticks into it. 

“I’m going to show you a trick all parents use in order to train their kids to use these things.”

He would take a rubber band and wrap it around the tips, demonstrating how to use them. 

“There ya go, problem solved. Just use them like this for a while until you get used to it, it’ll let you learn properly.”

Originally posted by theseoks


He would think it’s really adorable. He would covertly try and take pictures/film your chopstick failure to put on social media/ show the other members. 

Every time you turn to him, he would quickly shove his phone away, acting as if he wasn’t being sneaky. 

“Hmm, what did you say?”

“My phone? Oh I was just reading a text, Tae’s being goofy.”

“Don’t worry about it love, just eat, you’ve barely had anything all day, you must still be hungry.”

*slowly slides phone out of pocket and hits record*

Originally posted by bangtanroyalty

J Hope:

He would laugh at you outright, giving you so much shit for not being able to use them. 

“How long have you lived in Korea? How long?”

“You still don’t know how to use chopsticks. Your hand-eye ordination must be terrible.”

He would grab the disposable chopsticks from your hand, and throw them in the trash. 

“Hey, we’re the only ones around right now, just use your hands. It’s cool.”

When you try to protest he would wave away your concerns. “The pieces are big so just use your hands.”

Originally posted by bangtoori

anonymous asked:

I have this head canon that once Bakugo finds out Ochako starves herself to save money he starts to make food for her in secret

yeah, me and a few others have talked about that headcanon before and it’s something i really enjoy!!

i think the starving issue becomes less of a thing now that she lives in the dorms and doesn’t have to worry about spending money on food, but i think she’d still eat a little less than the others, and Bakugou would notice. 

and goddammit he’s not gonna just fucking let her starve herself and keep herself from her full potential. what if that’s the reason she passed out during their fight? like, what the FUCK?? Fuck no, he’s not gonna let that happen. he wants to fight her again and no way in hell is anything, let alone something like fucking not eating enough, gonna prevent it. 

he starts shoving bentos at Uraraka every day with no explanation. he just stares at her with this deep look of determination and concentration, and it kind of looks like he’s gonna attack her, and honestly?? it kind of scares her. but she just nervously takes the bento and he leaves, and she’s left feeling, very??? confused???

at least a few other students are convinced that he’s trying to poison her or something, but it’s the best lunch she’s had since coming to UA and moving away from her parents, and what the hell who cares it tastes great.

(Bakugou in no way feels any satisfaction at all from hearing that Uraraka likes his food. nope. not at all. absolutely not)

Ouija Board

Sam Winchester x Reader

1100 Words

Story Summary:  sam x reader (romantic) and a dean x reader (platonic) where you buy a oujia board and convince the two boys to play with you?

It was bought on a whim. One day, walking through the mall, you passed this creepy store, with it’s dark curtain windows, the smell of incense wafting out of the shrouded door. Knowing you should just walk on by, you went inside instead, wanting to chuckle at the items located inside.

Of course, it was just as you expected. Candles were placed around the room, some for sale while others gave off a unique smell. Knick knacks were shoved on shelves, anything from porcelain turtles to what promised to be a cat skull.

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I Hoped It Was You

Summary:  as requested by anon: “au where baz and simon start talking online bc baz writes drarry fics and simon draws fanart and they do a collab (they don’t know that it’s them)”

Word Count: 8,877

Rating: T

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Chapter 1


           “Stop following me!” Draco shouted.
           "Not until I know what you’re up to,“ Harry spit right back. Draco could see the veins pulsing in Harry’s neck.

           For a second, Draco imagined telling the truth. He could feel the hot lump rising in the back of his throat at the thought of breaking down. Coming clean. Asking for help to get out of this mess he’d got himself in. He’d only done it, any of it, for his family. To help his father get back the power he deserved. But how could Harry, an orphan, ever understand that? He’d never understand what family meant to the Malfoys.

           Draco choked the lump in his throat down. "Then I guess you’ll be following me forever, Potter.”

           "Fine.“ It was a promise.

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Icarus and the Sun (NSFW)

Originally posted by dailymarvel

Sam Wilson x Reader

Warnings: Fluff, smut

Summary: Some members of the team are giving Sam shit about keeping up and being in better shape so you invite him to come to your workout class with you and it turns out not to be what he expected.

A/N: Sam Wilson won in the 300 poll and I was more than happy to oblige. Hopefully I did him his deserved justice.

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so uhhhh

I guess Yurio just went and shoved his finger into the mouth of a boy he met only a few days ago, in a desperate rush to out-gay his dads

I’m more shocked than anything else, but hey, if this gets rid of the anti’s, then I’m all for it. Just… someone please tell Yurio that the ice rink is NOT the appropriate place to explore his sexuality

Abducted, Possessed or In Love

“I think something is wrong with Nico,” Leo said.

The effect of his words was instantaneous. Jason put down his toast and reached for his sword.  Piper continued buttering her bread, outwardly unmoved, but her hold on the knife suddenly looked a lot more threatening.

“What do you mean?” Jason asked. “Is he alright? Has someone said something to him because if they have-”

“Whoa chill man. That’s actually kind of the opposite of the problem.”

Jason glanced down at his sword as though he’d only just realised he was holding it, and put it back down with deliberate care.

“Leo it’s too early for this. What exactly is going on?”

“I think Nico might have been kidnapped by aliens and replaced by an exact double.”

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Trimberly Short Fic

Based on the prompt:

“I borrowed your pen and it’s been 2 weeks and I still haven’t returned it because every time I talk to you, I am reminded of the massive fucking crush I have on you which always ends up leaving me speechless” AU courtesy of daeguarchives

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She knows it’s been long overdue and at this point she practically owns the damn thing, but Trini can’t seem to bring herself to return the pink and silver ballpoint pen back to its rightful owner.

Twirling it skillfully in hand, the bland monotone voice of their history teacher - who Trini’s fairly certain is just a clone of Ben Stein - drones on in the background of her daydreams as images of Kimberly vividly flashes in her mind. Her sarcastic gibes, no holds barred attitude, and a smile so positively radiant that it can cure cancer (it’s a scientific fact) Kimberly is by all means everything that Trini didn’t even know she wanted in life.

And now she’s everything she needs.

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alpacalypticpotatoes  asked:

Ladybug+chat noir+tears+angry

find the prompt list here

“Chat, I’m serious, stop following me. This isn’t working.”

“What do you mean this isn’t working?” Adrien landed clumsily beside her and the chimney, angry tears filling his eyes. He was trying his best to keep it together, he really was, so Ladybug saying outright in such a decided tone of voice that it ‘wasn’t working’ threatened to push him over the edge. “We’re not done here yet, Ladybug, we have to follow that stupid butterfly!” As he spoke he eyed the white speck, growing ever fainter against the dying twilit sky. Anxiety gripped him at the thought of losing it, but when he lunged for the top of the chimney to continue the chase again, Ladybug seized his arm and hauled him back down to the rooftop.

“No, I have to follow it,” Ladybug insisted. “You, go home.”

Adrien gaped at her. “What is your problem?” he spat. “I’ve done nothing but worship you since the day we met and I’ve worked my ass off since the day we found out Hawkmoth’s identity, and now you’re just sending me away like a dog?”

The look on her face suggested he had smacked her, but at the moment, he was too hurt to care. But the seconds ticked on, and her lip began to quiver, he started to rethink his words. But before he could say anything else her face hardened and her lip curled, and she shoved him so hard that his back hit the chimney and stayed there. “What is your problem?” she shouted. “That’s my line, Chat, what is your problem? Ever since we found out you’ve been– I don’t even know!” Throwing her hands up, she stepped haughtily away from him to hit him with a long, hard look, but the anger was somewhat dampened by a glisten in her eyes. “You’ve been off your game,” she said softly.

Adrien scowled again. The butterfly had definitely gotten away by now, and that was just perfect, wasn’t it? One more day of this bullshit. “I’m sorry, am I weighing you down?”

“What– no!” Ladybug burst. “See, this is exactly what I’m talking about! Of course you’re not weighing me down, Chat, you’re just not – not yourself! I’m worried about you. You’re distracted. Angry. Irritable. You keep stepping into harm’s way and I don’t know what I’d do if something were to happen to you. I don’t think I could…”

“H-hey,” Adrien said weakly, reaching toward her but faltering at the last second. Oh, man, he was such an idiot. “Don’t cry, Ladybug. I’m sorry. God, I’m such an ass.”

“Don’t apologize. Just tell me what’s wrong.”

He’d spent his entire life learning how to school his facial expressions into the exact ones he needed to hide his real emotions. Unfortunately, Ladybug knew him too well to fall for it. 

“No, stop,” she insisted. “If you say ‘nothing’ again I’m seriously going to punch your face off.” 

Despite himself, he smiled.

Ladybug’s responding smile outshone his by miles. “Huh, haven’t seen that in weeks. Not since…” 

Her smile faltered into something more thoughtful, which made Adrien’s heart plunge and his blood run cold. Keeping this from her had been not only torture, but one of the most challenging things he’d ever done as Chat Noir. If she even got close to the right track, she would figure it out instantly. She was too clever not to. 

“You know him, don’t you?” 

Unfortunately, Adrien couldn’t decide which emotion he was supposed to feel if the true answer was ‘no’ quickly enough to paint it on his face before Ladybug saw the real answer. 

“Thought so,” she hummed. “Chat, I know what I said about our identities. I know what I said about talking about our personal lives. But you’re my partner. You’re my best friend. If you have some sort of connection with Gabriel Agreste, I want to know, not only because it affects our team dynamic but because it’s obviously affecting you. Please,” she whispered, “just tell me.”

“And what if I did?” he whispered back. “What if he was my… What if deciding to keep on fighting him was the hardest thing I’ve ever had to do?”

“Then, if that were true, I would say that I was proud of you. And…” Adrien’s breath caught in his chest as her gloved hand came to rest on his cheek. Warmth radiated from her wide, sapphire eyes and soothed the hurricane that had been brewing inside him for weeks, by the smallest degree, like a candle in the night. “And I would say that I still love you, Adrien.”

Shared Spaces




“You’re kidding.”

“Wish I was, bro. But your vessel is faltering. Fading. Disintegrating. Falling apart. Collapsing.”

Lucifer scowled at his brother. “Thank you, Mr. Thesaurus.”

“Look, Dad wants to fix it. He does, after all, have a soft spot for you. But in order to do so, you’ll have to…”



“Vacate.” The word felt strange in Lucifer’s mouth. “So, what, I’ll be kept in a jar while Daddy tinkers on my vessel?”

“Well, that is an option. But I would suggest finding another vessel.”

“Right. Because I just have people lining up to let me invade their bodies.”

Gabriel crossed his arms. “Look… I know this is a weird situation, but I know of a vessel.”


“You know how we, as archangels, need special people to be our vessels?”

“Who is it?”

“And you know how we found the Winchesters and you were originally supposed to use Sam but then that whole thing happened and now he kind of hates you?”



Lucifer was shocked into silence. “What?”

“Y/N. She’d be perfect.”

“You want me to use the Winchesters’ little sister as my new vessel?”

“The Winchesters are the best vessels we can find.”

Lucifer was quiet, weighing the options.

“Come on, Luce. If you don’t… I don’t know how much time you have.”

“She’ll never go for it.”

“Of course she will. She’s a nice girl and she likes you.”

Lucifer tried to not let his brother’s words get to him. “Her brothers will never let her.”

“They won’t have to know.”

Lucifer rolled his eyes. “Seriously? Two of the best hunters won’t know that their little sister is a vessel for an archangel who HAPPENED TO USE ONE OF THEM BEFORE?”

“Calm down, Luce. You’ll break your vessel even quicker.”


“So… how’s everything?”

“Well, I’m currently shoved into a corner of my own body so an archangel doesn’t lose his own vessel.”

“I’m sorry,” Lucifer said. “I… I didn’t mean to put you out.”

“No, it’s okay. It’s just… weird.”

“Gabriel said it should only be a week or so….”

“It’s fine, Lucifer.”

The two of you sat in your room… or rather, your body sat there physically while you and Lucifer shared the internal area.

“At least your brothers don’t seem to notice anything,” Lucifer said.

“They’re dimwits, to be sure. But it’s only been one day. They’ll sniff something out.”

“What do you think will happen when they find out?”

“They’ll probably be mad. Dean will probably punch the wall. Sam will yell. They’ll try to cast you out, but they can’t because it’s my ultimate decision. Dean will go off to drink, Sam will hit the books, trying to find a way around that.” You sighed. “This bunker will turn into a war zone.”

Lucifer was quiet for a few moments. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to cause such a problem.”

He felt you smile. “It’s okay, really. I’m happy to help.”


“Well, you’re my favorite archangel. I’d like to consider you my friend.”

“I’m… your favorite?”

You gave a nervous laugh. “Did I say that?”

“Well… if it makes you feel better, you’re my favorite Winchester.”

punkassplonker  asked:

Schneep is a good man who loves his friends and I full believe he gives them regular hugs so they know this. Like big bear hugs and sometimes lifts them off the ground

Chase is lost in thought one day, watching TV on the couch, and he doesn’t even notice the tears that start to streak down his cheeks, when someone tackles him from the side in a somewhat-painful bear hug. “Ze Doctah Schneeple wants Chase Brody to know zat he is a vonderful person who dezerves all ze love!”

Chase snorts and ruffles Schneep’s hair, shoving the good doctor off of him. “You’re such a dork!”

Marvin kicks his desk, having just screwed up yet another spell. “I can’t do it! I can’t do anything right!”

Dr. Schneeplestein wraps his arms around the little magician from behind. “Don’t say zat, my friend! You will figure it out; I am a doctah! I know zese zings!”

Marvin blushes and squirms around to hug Schneep back. “Thanks, Doc.”

Schneep smiles. “Don’t mention it.”

Jackieboy gets back from a long day of heroics and stumbles into Dr. Schneeplestein’s room to get patched up. “I’m so tired,” he says, rubbing his eyes.

“Don’t move! I am stitching!” Dr. Schneep finishes the stitches and snips off the excess. Jackieboy pulls a t-shirt on over his head, and Schneep helps him to get it down the rest of the way without messing up the fresh stitches along his back. Then he gives the hero a gentle hug.

Jackieboy leans his head on top of the Doctor’s. “I’m ok.” Schneep nods and pulls away, and the hero gets up and leaves.

Anti isn’t expecting the hug and drops the knife that was clutched tightly in his hand as Schneeple continues to cling to him. “I know you zink you ah a monstah, but I don’t zink zat.”

Anti hangs his head and pulls away from the Doc, who looks up at him with tears in his eyes. Anti takes Schneep’s mask and pulls it up over his eyes so he doesn’t have to see him crying. “Stop it. No one is supposed to be nice to me.”

Schneep giggles a little and wiggles his nose under the mask. When he pulls it down again, Anti is gone.

Tips on Organization!

Hello Study Buddies!! Today was my first day back to school and I wanted to give you all some tips I plan to use this year to stay organized with a crazy schedule!

Tip 1: Get all of the information for the assignment ASAP and write it all down. When you begin a project or essay it is really easy to forget or push it off, but by putting down everything you need to do for it and then dividing that for the whatever amount of time you have is really good for keeping your organization on point. 

Tip 2: Having labelled sections for your binder or notebook will help when you need to find a certain thing.  As much as it is easy to just shove everything in your backpack at the end of a class period send the extra couple seconds putting it in the right folder saving you more time next time you need it!

Tip 3: Go through your backpack and take out anything you know you will not need. I personally try to do this every few days or during a lunch period because even things like gum wrappers will be in my bag and make it seem more messy than it truly is. 

Tip 4: Know your schedule. I personally use google calendar which I link to not only my computer but my phone say I can quickly check if I have a game or a test that day (personally my school has most teachers posting their assignments on that platform). 

Tip 5: Have everything you need but do not have more than you need. It is good to be prepared but do not make your backpack super heavy because having to carry that all day is very taxing. 

Tip 6: Use an agenda or even a list of what to complete. I have tried to make a list on calendar but do not like that and I personally just like to use my school given agenda because I find the fancy ones just break and I do not like carrying a bullet journal because I am afraid of losing it. 

Tip 7: Use a system AND THEN STICK TO IT!! I personally only use filler paper and then use a accordian folder from my bag to just keep all the papers from that UNIT/QUARTER! After the quarter ends I put all of the papers I will no longer need into a bigger accordian folder in my room in order to use all of those resources for the final exam. 

Thank you and I hope your school year goes amazing for you!! ~ @studyingwithjulia