my caps so apologies ;)

anonymous asked:

I just started a double degree (engineering and business) and holy shit I regret everything. THIS IS ME SCREAMING INTO THE ABYSS. I DONT KNOW HOW I'LL EVER MAKE IT TO MY FINAL YEAR


Here’s a few things I wish I’d known before I started my double degree (+ a few things which have kept me sane since then!) 

1. Coffee. 

  • I started my degree as a ‘social’ coffee drinker. 

2. Student Discounts 

  • Reap the benefits of student discounts. Seriously. 
  • Know where the cheapest coffee is, transport subsidies, printing subsidies, student sales, student flights! 

3. Shit happens, things change. 

  • Just because you hate something now, doesn’t mean you can’t love it later. The upshot being - just because you love something now, doesn’t mean you won’t hate it with the feverish passion of a thousand burning suns later. 
  • Your interests will change. Your goals, both academic and personal will change. That’s ok.
  • Find something that motivates you to complete each degree. You may enjoy both your degrees equally. You may prefer one over the other - particularly if you’re still completing tedious core units for one degree whilst you get to do much more interesting advanced units for the other. Remind yourself why you’re doing this degree. Why are you doing double the workload, why is it worth the late nights, caffeine overdoses and the concurrent deadlines? Assess each degree independently of the other and find something which motivates you to study in that field. 
  • In my case, I was very demotivated halfway through my degree. Honestly speaking, in my 3/4th year, I was ready to drop my other degree and graduate with a single. I only continued my other degree after going on exchange (read: more holiday than study) and when I could finally do advanced units which were interesting to me. 
  • For others, changing degree (yes, even in 6th year) was the best choice for them. They’re much happier now, and much more driven - and it was their experience throughout their double degree that helped them realise their passion in another field. Sometimes, finding out what you hate is just as important as finding out what you love.  

4. Save a first year unit for the end of your degree 

  • Ok, I shit you not. 
  • If your degree structure allows you to save an elective first year unit for your penultimate or final year, do it. 
  • Sure, its strange to walk into a class of freshers. When you inevitably have an ‘ice breaker’ exercise, watch in sick fascination as the majority of the class whips their head around incredulously as you introduce yourself as a “fifth year student” 
  • BUT BOY THE REWARDS ARE SWEET. For example, having a reduced workload so you can focus on your advanced units. Easy marks because you already know half the shit, and if not, you know where to find it. 
  • You already have half the transferrable skills (report writing, referencing, critical analysis, knowledge of HOW THE FUCK TO SUBMIT AN ASSIGNMENT THROUGH YOUR UNI SERVER) to do well. You could probably skip all the intro/ getting to know your way around the library resources classes. 
  • A relaxed class and a healthy boost to my GPA? Sign me up. 

5. Use time to your advantage

  • One of the things I’m grateful for is time. 
  • Its a long degree. Instinctively I knew this when I signed up - 5 to 7 years is a long time. But I only truly felt how long a period that time was when my friends with shorter degrees graduated and entered the workforce. And whilst I enjoy what I study, the mechanics and routine of going to uni and sitting exams etc remains tedious. 
  • But heck, I am grateful for the time and opportunity I’ve had to figure shit out in the safety of university. 
  • Professionally, I know the ins and outs of graduate job hunting. I have had the opportunity to ‘test run’ interviews etc, and learn about more opportunities with each passing cycle - the fairs, the assistance you can get at uni, the whole recruiting circus. I have a well established study system that works for me, featuring keyboard shortcuts, shitonnes of sticky notes and my weight in coffee. I know where to ask for help and I know which areas of campus are the best study spots and which places to avoid during mid-sem hell. I know what events my student society runs, and I know when there’s free breakfast during semester. I’m confident. I’m certainly not ready to face the workplace, but I’m more prepared that I would have been 3 years ago.  
  • Personally, I’m more confident in my identity and what direction I want to take in the future. I know what I like, what I dislike, and what I’m willing to sacrifice/invest for what ends. I’ve learnt a lot about how I handle stress, friendship and 8am non recorded classes (read: not well). 
  • Also, FIGURE OUT WHAT YOUR HIGHER DEGREE GRADUATE REQUIREMENTS ARE BECAUSE YOU HAVE TIME TO FIX THINGS. Do you need practical experience to graduate? Do you need to complete an internship unit? How many units of each degree do you need to complete? Have you completed the correct number of majors for each degree? Find out early, so you can amend your study plan. 

6. Old habits die hard. 

  • In saying that, use the length of your degree to develop good habits. Figure out what study method works for you, find out whether you’re more engaged in morning or evening classes. Where’s a decent study spot on campus? 
  • Don’t be afraid to apply the skills you’ve learnt from one degree to the other. Whether it be research skills, note taking habits or otherwise. Keep in mind the differences between each discipline. 
  • Work smart. By the time you’ve reached 3rd year, you’ll be at the halfway point. You know what lectures are like. You know what tutorials are like. You know which textbooks are worth the buy and what assessment structure suits you. Don’t be afraid to exploit that knowledge to forge a better semester for yourself. 

Its a long journey. There’s going to be good days, shit days and then “fuck the world, what the hell is this” days. There’s going to be coinciding deadlines and  insane exam timetables. And that’s not even counting the late night existential crises in between. 

But you’re going to learn so much - both in an academic and personal sense. You’ll find out what you enjoy, what lecturers to avoid, what subjects bore you to death. You’ll meet so many people - inspirational people, motivational people, and some assholes. You’ll realise that fuck yes I can complete a 3000 word assignment the night before, and yes I can survive a 90% exam. 

Remember you always have the freedom to choose. You don’t have to do it all at once - go on exchange, take a semester off, find something to break up the tedium of study. Sometimes, the bravest thing you can do is to figure out what’s best for you and pursuing it. 

Good luck dear anon. You’re the first double degree anon to scream into the abyss - THIS IS ME SCREAMING ALONGSIDE YOU OH MY GOD YOU ARE NOT ALONE. 

All the best,




And because I really want everyone to be happy:

And also:

And of course:

(This totally works because in Marvel-verse, it only takes an hour to cross the Atlantic)

Here’s the previous Birthday Comics:

Other Cap3 fixit comics: FYOOSH and Clint solves everything, and Bucky hanging around with one arm

And as usual, you can find a lot of similar junk in my master post.  Or just clicking the mine tag.

Many apologies for the shitty drawing of T’Challa.  The king deserves better.

The Bet Pt.1

Synopsis: Reggie bets Archie that he can’t get with you before Christmas. Archie sets out to prove him wrong.

Pairings: Archiexreader

Warnings: Swearing, douche behavior, fluff

A/N: Just a fic I wrote during ye old hurricane. Not requested as I’m finding it a little difficult with that motivation, I’m really really sorry. This was going to go up as one fic but Tumblr has a new word cap type thing so my apologies, part. 2 up tomorrow


3rd person

“Nope Archie, I am the king of the Game. Granted you get points for banging a teacher and dating valerie…and veronica, damn archie you’ve had a hell of a year”

Archie shoved Reggie slightly for his comments

“See i win”

“Nope, definitely incorrect Carrot Top” archie rolled his eyes at his dark haired team mate. The two negotiated their way through the Library, practice was cancelled today, coach rolled his ankle

“Don’t believe me? Fine let’s make a bet” archie raised an eyebrow in response. He wanted to knock Reggie off his pedestal and even though he and veronica ended amicably, he was still on the rebound.

“Alright…name the terms”

Reggie looked around the library like a lion looking for the weakest gazelle

“You know that girl YN over there” archie glanced at you, head down in your book.

“Well she’s a challenge i’ve never been able to crack, if you can, well my friend I will gladly call you the King of the Game”

“I’m not even sure I want to be called that Reg” he laughed but more than half meant it.

“Okay theeen if yoouuure not up toooo it” Reggie knew exactly how to push archie’s button and damn it it was working.

“Fine okay no hassle”

“You have till Christmas to sleep with her”

“Christmas?! That’s like 3 months! I’ve never even spoken to her before!”

“Well, have to make it interesting now don’t it”

Archie POV

Ugh i hate Reggie, I hate myself more for this. I want to slap the smirk smug off his face. I huffed before standing and making my way to her. I’ve never noticed yn before, didn’t even know her name till Reggie said it, i could pass her on the street and never even know she went to the same school as me let alone in the same year. Here it goes.

“Hi” she didn’t even look up to me. Rude.

“Umm hi” still no visible reaction, head still stuck in the book, okay really rude. I need to rethink my approach, I turned to walk away but the sight of Reggie snickering in the corner made me reevaluate. 3 months. No time for hesitation. I sat down across from her.

“Hi…yn” still not acknowledging me. I reached slowing to tap her arm and she practically leapt out of the seat.

“Oh sorry!”

“Its…it’s okay” she slowly pulled the headphones from her ears and reluctantly looked up at me. Wow shes gorgeous. How have I not noticed her before.

“Im Archie” I could see her bite the inside of her lip before she nodded.

“And you’re yn..” i smiled at her but she just nodded again. This is difficult.

“What are you reading?” she just flashed me the cover of the book. This is like pulling teeth.

“Sooooo why aren’t you in class”

“Do you need something?” her tone was ever so slightly frosty and threw me off a little.

“Umm no… I just wanted to talk to you”

“Really? Why?

“I uhh”

“Yeah, thought so” she said bitterly stand and leaving before I could respond. What the hell?! I gave Reggie a confused look and he was practically on the floor laughing. Ugh.

I followed yn as quickly as i could, jogging to catch up by her side.

“Um okay sorry, I just wanted to talk to you calm down jesus”


“What?” i raised my brow at her.

“Names YN, not jesus” she smirked at me before strutting off again, i couldn’t help but smile at her. Hm so she does speak, groundbreaking.


For the next two weeks i was slowly breaking yn down, slowly getting her to talk to me more. By the end of the first month i had managed to convince her to have lunch with us, Reggie watching us all the time. Creep.

Even though I had coaxed her out of her self inflicted solitary confinement she still didn’t really speak to any of my friends much. I suppose she does talk to Jug every now and then, outsider solidarity maybe.

I smiled to myself at this. Yn sat next to me in the booth and the conversation ebbed and flowed around us. I glanced over at her intently listening to Kevin drone on about something or other. She looked back to me and smiled gently before returning to listening. There’s just something about her, something beneath her beauty, she smiles and I’m putty, she laughs and I don’t want to hear anything else ever again. I’m going to have to be brazen. I need to be a bit brazen.

I slowly rested my hand on her thigh, almost afraid if i touched her too quickly or too harshly she’d shatter beneath me. Instead she tensed instantly. Shit. I slid my hand off her leg again quickly, curling my fingers into a little fist. Idiot idiot idiot.

I then felt yn unfurl the little ball i had made with my hand and then proceeded to interlock her fingers through mine, not breaking eye contact with whoever was speaking. A smile grew on my face, I couldn’t stop it as much as I wanted to…who am I kidding, I didn’t want to.

“Well guys i have to go” yn said just above a whisper some time later, hand slipping out of mine, i missed it instantly.

“I’ll walk you home” i slide out of the booth, Jughead giving me a knowing look. Screw him. As the two of us walked out of the Diner, Reggie came against us. Nodding to me with the biggest smirk I’d ever seen on his stupid face. Ugh god.

The both of us walk to her house in a silence I had now become familiar with, I was now comfortable with it, it never felt awkward anymore. We arrived outside her small suburban home and stood outside the gate.

“Well, bye yn” I turned to move but her forever low volumed voice stopped me.

“Archie” I turned towards her and she caught me by my hoodie pulling me into a kiss. To say I was shocked would be putting it lightly.

She released the grip she held on my hoodie and broke from me completely

“Well see you in school tomorrow bye!” She hurriedly moved from me but it was my turn to catch her by surprise. I practically swept her back to me in a kiss. It was electric. Every nerve was buzzing, I had never had a kiss like this before. My hands were on her hips and her arms were draped around my shoulders.

And that was it. Suddenly I was in a whirlwind relationship with yn.

Over the next month and a half we slowly learning to trust each other and it was just easy. I wanted to open up to her and she wanted to to open up to me and we just worked together. I had never been so happy, in honesty. She’s taught me so much and I never want to be without her again. I have never spent this much time with someone in such a short block of time, every possible second I was with her and I loved all of it….i’ve only known her 2 and a half months and as crazy as it seems, I loved all of her. I love her.

“So the drive in closing later so you all better be there” jugged munched his burger as we sat around all nodding. This was the end of an era.

My hand rested on Yns thigh, not a care in the world as Reggie passed and nodded towards me. What is his problem, he seems to be everywhere lately.


Much love Xx

5 reasons why I love Lenny...

…and why you should too.

Bleeder is the forgotten child of the Mads’ film fandom. So I’ve decided to embark on a one-person campaign to fix this travesty, because Lenny is a babe and so far only me and @devereauxsdisease seem to be clued in on this hidden gem of a character.

1. He spends most of his free time alone in his bedroom, watching movies

Which, let’s be honest, is pretty much the same thing all of us on here do.

2. He is so done with everyone’s shit

Lenny’s friends have a lot of, uh, issues but he’s not here for any of it.

‘Jesus Leo leave me alone’

‘I just want to watch my movie and you guys won’t shut up’

‘Yes and the problem is you guys and your mouths gdi’

‘Well, I’m double-fisting drinks at a hot dog shop so that should tell you all you need to know’

3. He is the patron saint of awkward crushes

This dollbaby cannot function around people he finds attractive. At. All. And his response to that issue? Just run away from them.

‘Oh hey, it’s the cute girl at the diner. Let’s stare at her through the window like a stalker and then run away awkwardly when she notices me.’

‘Oh hey, it’s that cute girl again, better run through traffic even though I have nothing to talk to her about, and then follow her halfway home like a dweeb’

‘No, and it’s not because I stole it after you touched it or anything weird like that, no siree.’

‘Oh hey, she’s down the street waiting for me to meet up with her, maybe I should just RUN THE FUCK AWAY’

So cute.

So well-meaning.

So unable to handle social situations.

4. He is unapologetic about his obsessions

This sweet little chickadee loves movies and never shuts up about them. Ever. If he’s having a conversation, it’s probably about horror films or his favorite actors. Oh, you’re tired of hearing about films and think Lenny should get some new interests?

Lenny dgaf.

5. He wears the hell out of a velvet blazer

Just look at this fine piece. Just look.

…Need I say more?

IN CONCLUSION: Y’all had best get over HERE and watch Bleeder so we can get more rare pair fics with this babe. And maybe even read my fics featuring him.


                                          that promise we made to be together forever
                                                               no longer exists

                                         i ’ m   s o r r y   i   c o u l d n ’ t   k e e p   i t