not looking forward to this exam

Actual good first-time college student advice:
  • Wear jeans/pants that “breathe” and bring a sweater, even if it’s scorching hot out, until you know which building blasts the AC to 60 degrees F and which feels like a sauna
  • Backpacks with thick straps are your friend!  Messenger bags are cool and all but if you’re commuting with a lot of stuff, symmetrically styled backpacks are better for your back
  • You are your own person and you can walk out whenever you need to or want to, so long as you’re not disrupting the class.  Meaning you can go to the bathroom without permission, take a breather if you’re anxious, answer an important phone call, etc.
  • If you don’t like the class on the first day, if you can- DROP THAT CLASS AND TAKE ANOTHER ONE!  It’ll only get worse from there!
  • If you can, take a class outside your major; it’s a good break from your expected studies.
  • You are in charge of your schedule.  Your adviser and guidance counselor is there to ‘advise and guide’ but if you don’t like certain classes and you can substitute for others, that’s your choice.
  • Consequently, if you are changing anything drastic in your plan, talk with your adviser and instructors.
  • Pay attention to your credit hours and grades.  Never leave this to the last week of school, you will be sorry and stressed beyond belief!
  • Unless it’s a lab book or otherwise specified, go to the class for a week or so before buying an expensive textbook.  Some classes, while having it on their required list, do not actually use the textbook a whole lot and you might find some of it scanned online.  Rent if you can or buy used online (schools actually don’t give discounts).  Use your best judgement on what you think you need.
  • Tell the people who go up to you selling or advertising things you are not interested in that you are in a rush to class and don’t have time to listen to them.  It’s less rude and they’ll leave you alone.
  • The smaller the class, the better it is to have some sort of acquaintanceship with a couple classmates.  They might save your ass if you are absent one day or need to study.  And talking with them makes the time go by faster without it being so insufferable.
  • You don’t need to join a club or sport, but internships are cool and useful!
  • If you can afford it, take a day off once or twice each semester if you’re too exhausted.  Just be aware of what you missed and if it was worth missing!
  • Your health is the most important, this goes for mental health too!!  Note: College-age/upper teens is when mental disorders like depression and anxiety are most commonly diagnosed.  Most schools have therapy services, especially during exam time.  Look into it if you need to!
  • Communicate with your professor if you are having trouble with something.  Anything.
  • Eat and stay hydrated.  Bring a water bottle and snack to class.
  • All-nighters will happen but never go over 36 hours without sleep.
  • It’s going to be hard and there will be times you might think about giving up.  This WILL happen.  You just have to make sure what you’re doing isn’t making you absolutely miserable and/or there is something rewarding and positive to look forward to at the end!


[Disclaimer: this is a U.S. version and written based on my experiences; it’s important to keep these points in mind, but know that nothing is ever 100% accurate as each university and college runs differently to some degree.  The intention of this post is to make aware of the big potential circumstances one might run into and what to do.  It’s by no means a complete list and it’s important to get advice from multiple sources as well!  Thanks for reading and I hoped I helped at least a few people!  c:]

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19.05.17 
🎵 grand budapest hotel ost 

i declare exam crunch time officially open 🙈 from now until mid-june it’s gonna be a crazy few weeks but i’m actually looking forward to that sense of discipline and structure, it’ll feel good to be productive for a change! right now i just finished a food chem report by drinking rocket fuel coffee and listening to one of my fave movies’ soundtrack.

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2/100 Days of Productivity

4.5.16

Today was majorly productive - I’m still a bit behind but I got so much done! The book in the middle “the Cold War” is one I’ve been reading on the train the past few days to try and expand my knowledge for history, but in a more novelised way because I find I take in information from books and textbooks differently. I also managed to finish f my ecologist notes as well as type up some history work and convert them all to pdf’s to print (Never let pdf converting build up - I had over forty files to convert) Also during the day I managed to cram in planning a history source question and a Ecologism question to consolidate some of my knowledge. Late tonight I think I’m going to do some more economics and maybe start writing my history questions and I’m super looking forwards to tomorrow because it’s Starbucks Thursday’s!! :)

Tantalizing

Originally posted by jikookfantasy

Tantalizing: 01 02 03 04 05 06 07
Ship: Jungkook | Reader
Description: Back in high school, you were nothing more than a nerd Jungkook wanted to deflower, to get a good fuck from. When he sees you at the club, though, things have changed drastically, and his dominance starts to teeter on the edge.
Warning: Cumplay, Degrading Names, Angst, Intercourse, Oral, Orgasm Denial, Thigh Riding
Word Count: 5,965

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11.04.17 // 12.45 PM

hellooo!! (◕∀◕)ノ long-due update: i’m currently on study break and my exams are in mid may, so i have about four weeks to revise! it feels like a lot of time but i have four huge folders worth of lectures to go through… (T⌓T) 

i’m really looking forward to the summer tho, i’ve signed up for a german intensive course at my university and i’m planning to self-learn japanese at the same time. it’ll be a nice break from my medical studies! 

[ check out my instagram @studyingg ♡]

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DO YOU KNOW WHAT HURTS ME SO VERY MUCH?

The thought of how Obi-Wan must have been looking forward to the end of the war, not just for the end to the fighting and the stress, but that he could show Anakin what the Jedi were supposed to be.

That Anakin could finally see the Jedi in peace, that Anakin could finally see Mace Windu smiling gently at the younglings, that Anakin could finally see Jedi Masters teaching their students without a war hanging over their heads, without all that darkness.  To see the days when the Initiates had no more worries than their upcoming exams, the Padawans not having to deal with the threat of their Master’s death to an unreasonable degree, to long days spent in meditation because they had the time for it.

That Obi-Wan was looking forward to the Jedi clearing away this darkness once and for all, that Anakin could know what it was like to live in a galaxy free of that darkness that had spread everywhere.

That Anakin could live in a galaxy with Jedi who weren’t caught up in the war and instead could separate themselves from the Senate and politics, so they could help people, like they were meant to.

That Anakin could be made a Jedi Master when he was ready for it, not when the war pushed them into things none of them were ready for.

That none of them would have to push themselves beyond their limits because the Senate wasn’t ordering them to battle after battle after battle, because Dooku and Grievous were trying to enslave another world.  They wouldn’t have to make the choice between this one more piece of themselves vs an entire world being enslaved.  They could take time for themselves again.

That they could be the Jedi that Obi-Wan remembered them as.

There were still bits and pieces of it that Anakin got to see.  It wasn’t that rare to see Master Yoda teaching a class of younglings and being silly while he did it–but that darkness was there the entire time Anakin was at the Temple.

He never got to see the lazy, happy, sweet days that Obi-Wan grew up with. They always had battles to fight, but they could feel a true sense of setting things right in the galaxy.

That must have been what Obi-Wan hoped for as he went off to Utapau, that this would be the final days of the war, the final days of this darkness, that it would get better from here on out, that Anakin would finally get to see the Jedi as they had once been.

And then none of it ever came true.

What are the Odds?

Summary: After a summer of messing around, you were now ready for your first day as a NYPD officer. However, nothing could have prepared you for the surprise that was in store for you. Your team consists of all your summer one-night-stands. What are the odds? (Modern-Day Alternate Universe, Possible Drabble Series)

Author’s Note: Let me know if you’re interested in this becoming a series! Based off of Mamma Mia!.

Pairing: Steve Rogers x Bucky Barnes x Pietro Maximoff x Reader

Words: 855

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How to: Get Neater Handwriting! (by stuudytips)

Know your handwriting: Before you improve something, you want to know where it’s currently at, right? Analyze your handwriting. Note down what you dislike about your handwriting. Here are some aspects of your handwriting you can think about:

  • Spacing - How spaced out are your letters?
  • Slant - Are your letters slanted?
  • Curves - Does your handwriting have curves or straight lines?
  • Pressure - Are your letters light or dark?
  • Size - How big are your letters?


Find a style of handwriting. Find a style that’d you’d like to emulate in your own handwriting. This could be a friends, one pulled off the internet, or your neatest handwriting.

Practice the alphabet. Using the style of handwriting you want, write rows of letters. This will train your muscles to write these letters in opposition to your own handwriting.

Practice Writing Words. After practicing the alphabet, practice writing words. You could write about your day today, something you’re looking forward to, a to-do list, or these words that I randomly thought of:

  • Hi
  • Bye
  • Hello
  • Monday
  • Tuesday
  • Wednesday
  • Thursday
  • Friday
  • Saturday
  • Sunday
  • Car
  • Bus
  • Clothing
  • Sick

Tips

Use your whole arm. When writing words, you’re supposed to use your whole arm, as opposed to just your hand.

Try to write at least once a day. It will help with your muscle memory.

Pick a writing utensil that’s comfortable. 

Always write on the line. This will help size in addition to keeping your lines straight.

it’s exam season so sit down, revise and have some music in your background!!

chill study with words (for those days with rain, empty coffee cups and oversized sweaters):
(x) (x) (x) (x) (x) (x

study + disney (for those days when you need a little sprinkle of pixie dust):
(x) (x) (x) (x)

study with class (for those days when you’re searching for the calm before the storm):
(x) (x) (x) (x) (x) (x) (x) (x) (x)

study + christmas vibes (for those days when you’re looking forward to the most beautiful time of the year):
(x) (x)

study like a boss (for those days when you feel energetic and wanting to save the world with the avengers):
(x) (x) (x) (x) (x)

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2017 JUNE 6 –

Finished my first year of college a few weeks ago! It didn’t quite end the way I thought it would, but it’s nice to be done for now. I’m looking forward to next semester, I think it’ll go really well :-) These are some of my bio notes from my last exam in Ecology.

Dog Days Are Over

Summary: You were already having a bad day, and then in walks Mr. Perfect and his best friend’s puppy. Oh, and he needs you to hurry because he’s got a blind date tonight, and he’s really nervous.

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Word Count: 2,993

Author’s Note: Do you know how long this has been in my drafts? Anyways, here’s more fluff. Sorry I’ve been the Ebeneezer Scrooge of fluff, but I can’t help it that I’m a cynical, angsty bitch who likes to make people suffer.

Originally posted by thespoilerwitchblog

There were certain rules to being a veterinary technician.

Number one, waterproof mascara and eyeliner always! When the customer cries, you cry. Number two, carry a lint roller on you at all times; it’s best to get the pocket-sized one, because Mr. Twinkles sheds a lot! Number three, iron your scrubs! And it’s probably best to keep an extra pair in your car, because Mrs. Comier’s Jack Russell likes to pee on people.

Even though you knew these rules by heart, and you followed them every single day of your work-life, today was an exception. It was just one of those days that absolutely nothing- no matter how hard you tried- was going right. You were covered in fluffy cat hairs, Mrs. Comier’s Jack Russell peed on your leg twice, and you had run out of waterproof mascara; so when Mr. Langley brought in his thirteen year old Labrador to put her down, he cried, and so you cried, and in the end you looked like the raccoon that liked to sneak into the office dumpsters at closing.

Today just wasn’t your day.

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Pairing: Jasper Hale x Reader

Characters: Jasper Hale

Warnings: None

Word Count: 1, 128

Note: Requested by a lovely person. Hope you like this!

Hey I was wondering if you could make a jasper hale x reader and the reader being really ticklish on her sides. She is also human and has been with jasper for a while but he some how just now finds out that she is ticklish by accident grabbing her side or something like that. She hate being ticked and tries to do anything to avoid it and doesn’t want anyone to know she is also super kind but can be super stubborn. Plz plz plz can you do this I would be extremely grateful


Resting my head upon Jasper’s lap, I slowly shut my eyes as his rough yet cool and soothing fingertips massaged my scalp. The thrilling book of Aeschylus’ Oresteia, had long been forgotten, laying closed on my stomach. To say I was as calm as the vast, midnight seas would be the most obvious statement of the century. Every minute I spent with Jasper rendered me calm and it was all thanks to the subtle ability he possessed after having become a vampire.

The scarcely, audible chatters of the Cullens in the living room that mingled with the soft, musical melodies of Beethoven’s Sonata made everything surrounding us even more heavenly. A few seconds passed by and I hummed contently as Jasper’s fingers moved behind my ear. I heard him chuckle as he leans to capture my lips with his, into a kiss. At the beginning it was firm till it grew soft, gentle, and slow.

“Are you enjoying this, darlin’?” Jasper questioned after we part our lips. In an arrogant-like triumph, he tilts his head to the side slightly while his lips tug into a  smirk.

“I am,” I admit, offering him a genuine smile, “Please continue. Just a few more minutes, at least.”

Jasper’s eyes gleam and from where I lay, they looked to be two worlds of their own. “Whatever my lady wishes.” He replies, this time in a more distinctive Texan drawl, which never seized to form wild fantasies in my mind. “I’ll be happy to comply with it.”

As Jasper continued caressing me, my thoughts wander elsewhere. Well, not too far away as they still consisted of my one-hundred-forty-four year old mate. I had started to recall the first day when I had seen Jasper in the cafeteria. I remember when his light amber eyes had focused on mine. It was not a friendly gaze but a rather intense one that rendered me to become uncomfortable and uneasy. As if at that particular moment, I had been wearing a tight corset that made my breathing to become shallow.

Another time, after school had been dismissed by the bell, I had bumped into him and it was as if he were made of stone. He towered over my small figure and he had said nothing, not even did he offer to help me with my books that were scattered on the floor. He only did what he had done many times before: he stared into my eyes. And it seemed as if I were looking into the stormy eyes of the Greek God, Ares, himself.

Before I knew it, days had turned to weeks, weeks turned to months, and I grew more and more irritated when I realized he was all I could think of. How cliché this matter had turned out to become. Though, it was true. I skipped on to life without giving a second thought of the red flags shown and the warnings revealed that Jasper was dangerous.

This was definitely not me and so out of my character. And if I was going to reveal the whole story…well, let’s just say that my feelings were not the only thing out of character. Once, I had astonishingly as well as embarrassingly failed my history exam, I knew who was to blame.

Of course, in the real sense, Jasper hadn’t done anything wrong. But because I had fallen madly in love with him, he had become a handsome distraction. And I was sure that if he weren’t in my classes or even in the school, I’d have aced the test.

“Hey! Can I talk to you?” I had said the next day, after having slammed my locker shut, completely vexed. Jasper had frowned deeply and slightly nodded to his adoptive sister, Alice as she had taken her leave but not before eyeing me suspiciously.

Unsurprisingly, without a word, Jasper had glanced down at me, waiting for me to speak. I did not know what came over me that day but all I knew was that my anger had completely taken over. “Listen here, you are the reason I have failed my history test and you will be the one to help me study for the retake. D’you understand?”

He had raised his eyebrows and regarded me with a hint of amusement which was also laced with confusion. And as I had waited for his response, I cross my arms.

“Well,” he began and I had suppressed the urge to widen my eyes at his attractive, velvety voice. “Hello to you as well, ma’am.”

“I’m serious!” I exclaimed as I earned a few stares from the students that stood nearby. “Are you even listening to what I’m saying?”

“Are you?” Jasper had said, taking a step forward and lowering his voice meaningfully. “Are you implying that you failed the exam because you were too busy thinking about me, when you should have been studying?”

At his unexpected question, my face turned bright red and I had looked at him, mouth agape. I had not known he would ask such a question, nor accurately guess as to why I had failed.

I snapped my eyes open as I feel that Jasper had stopped from massaging me. “What were you thinking about, sugar?” He questions, as he possibly could have felt the wave of my indescribable emotions.

I sigh and move to sit next to him, resting my head his shoulder. “Well, if you must know, I was thinking of the day I failed history and how it was all your fault.”

“You mean to say the day you embarrassed yourself as you confronted me…”

“Shut up.” I scoff as Jasper chuckles, wrapping his arm around my waist. As he did so, I wriggle under his touch. Suddenly, Jasper pulled away and regarded me with shock while his lips tugged into a lopsided grin. “What was that?”

“What was what?” I question innocently, darting my gaze away from his widened eyes.

“Don’t pretend as if you don’t know what I am talking about, doll.”

“I don’t.” I reply, tersely. I stand from my seated position as my book falls on the floor and my stomach knots in a nervousness. Using the vampire speed to his advantage, I gasp as I feel Jasper’s arms, firmly wrap around my waist, where he gives me a tight squeeze, earning a sudden jolt from my part.

My mate’s eyes twinkle mischievously as he made a vain attempt to keep his perking grin at bay. “You sure you don’t know what I’m talking about? ‘Cause to me it looks like I just found out that my doll’s ticklish.”

“I am but please, don’t start anything funny.” I say, somehow managing to escape from his grasp. Though, that doesn’t stop Jasper from advancing towards me as I slowly recede to head out of his room.

“No promises, sugar.”

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01.05.2017 // instagram: studyingbookworm

Hardworking Diligent af Garrison Student Keith: The Fanfic That Got Too Long

Keith waits for the rest of the class to clear out before approaching the teacher, “Commander Iverson?”

Iverson turns around, “Yes? What is it, Cadet?”

Keith straightens his posture, “Sir, if at all possible, could I have a physical copy of the lessons’ subjects? I know paper isn’t the way it’s done most days, but I find it’s easier to work with when I’m studying.”

Iverson hums, “You think it’ll help you study?”

Keith nods, “Yes, sir.”

Iverson shrugs, “Well, it’s not like anyone else has started asking for assistance on the tests,” His eyes twitches in irritation, “even though there are a good portion of the class failing.”

Keith takes a hesitant step forward, “So I may have a physical copy of the lessons’ subjects?”

Iverson nods, “I’ll get it printed for you and have you stay behind to collect it in your next class.”

Keith nods and gives a short bow, “Thank you, Commander.” He heads for the door, “I’m going to find the other instructors to ask the same question. Any idea where I might find them?”

Iverson blinks, “Uhh, faculty office is your best bet.”

Keith nods and leaves the room. Iverson allows a small smile and goes back to work on his grading.

Keith sits on his bed, a note pad in his lap and one of the physical copies of his lessons laid in front of him. Off to the side he has a 20 minute hour-glass timer trickling away as he reads and rereads the physical copies, then summaries and shortens them in his note pad.

Who cares what people say about the pen and the paper? Who cares that it’s pretty out-dated now? It can’t be hacked, unlike a computer and it’s a limited resource, which makes you more careful of what you write on it.

Or at least, that’s how Keith sees it.

A knock on the door.

Keith blinks and puts the hour-glass on it’s side, turning to the door, “Come in?”

In walks Shiro, one of the older Garrison students. Keith flushes a little as he gives him a smile.

“Hey Keith,” Shiro greets, chuckling as he observes the bed, “I see you’ve been working hard.”

Keith shakes his head, “I’ve got a lot to do, I can’t stop or slow down. I need these notes ready and memorized long before the exams.”

Shiro blinks, “But you’ve still got two months before the exams start.”

Keith nods and goes back to his notes, “I know, but that’s typically the best time to start studying for me. Besides, with all the exams I’m facing, I’ll need all the time I can get.”

Shiro smiles and puts a hand on Keith’s shoulder that was holding the notepad; Keith shivers and almost misses Shiro talking, “Just don’t push too hard, okay? You won’t be able to do anything if you’re sick.”

Keith nods, “Don’t worry, I got this.”

Keith says into his phone’s microphone, “The first person in space was Yuri Ga-gar-in. The date was 1961, April the 12th. He made a 108-minute orbital flight in his Vos-tok 1 spacecraft.”

He ends the recording as it’s the last of that section in the book and sighs, taking a deep breath.

“Keith.” His roommate grumbles.

Keith turns and blinks at him, “Yeah?”

“It’s 12 fucking 30 in the night. Go to sleep.” The roommate growls.

Keith blinks, “Seriously? That late already?”

His roommate sits up, “What do you mean, already? You’ve been working on those bloody recordings since school hours ended! You didn’t even stop for dinner!”

Keith’s stomach growls right on time, “I guess that would explain the hunger. You think there’ll be anything left in the cafeteria?”

His roommate gives him a death glare, “No because they don’t have the wannabe Hermione Granger for a roommate. Now go the fuck to sleep.”

Keith tilts his head, “No idea who that is, but okay. I’ll start getting ready for bed.”

Keith starts taking off his school uniform, folding it neatly.

His roommate scoffs, “Golden boys.”

Keith walks into the classroom with his headphones on. He starts setting up his desk as the teacher walks up to him and scowls.

“Mr Kogane.”

Keith twiddles on his phone and takes one of the headphones out, “What is it?”

The teacher narrows his eyes, “Can you tell me why you’re wearing headphones in my lesson?”

Keith blinks, “I was studying, sir.”

The teacher scoffs, “Oh really? Then you wouldn’t mind if I take this-” he grabs Keith’s phone, making the headphones snap out and leaving Keith in shock, “to play for the whole class to hear? Ya know, to help out your fellow pupils.”

Keith flushes with anger, “Sir, I told you what it was, there’s no need to yank my headphones out.”

The teacher fakes a gasp, “Such back talk! I wonder if you talk like that when you’re ‘studying’ Kogane.” He plugs Keith’s phone into the classroom speakers, “Let’s found out.”

The teacher presses play.

“-calculating a ship’s flight capabilities is easily done! It only requires-”

Everyone begins laughing.

“You sound like a nerd!” Someone in the class barks.

Keith flushes with embarrassment.

“Or a robot.” Someone howls.

Keith narrows his eyes and turns to the teacher, “There, you’ve proven I was simply studying, may I have my phone back now?”

The teacher gives him a death glare, “Cadet Kogane, you know any technology that isn’t Garrison made isn’t to be used in class. Therefore, I’ll be confiscating it for the day.”

Keith squawks, “What?! That’s my main method of studying, I need to use it between lessons!”

“Kogane, detention!” The teacher barks.

Keith growls and sits in his seat.

Shiro knocks on the dorm room door, “Keith, it’s me, Shiro! I’m here to-”

“DON’T COME IN!”

Shiro blinks, startled, “Excuse me?”

“Dude, do not make him keep studying, he is driving me mental as it is, do not encourage him do it more! I can’t take it!”

Shiro raises an eyebrow, “Uhh, who are you?”

“I’m the roommate he keeps up all night because he’s too busy studying to notice time passing! He doesn’t eat dinner half the time because he didn’t notice his hunger! Don’t you fucking dare make him study more or I’ll kill him before the stress does! He’s so goddamn annoying, talking to himself and tap-tap-tapping his stupid pens on his stupid paper! I’ve had it!”

Shiro takes a step back, “Okay, but I’ve got a question; where is Keith now? He told me to meet him here at this time.”

“Told him you had to cancel because you had a hot date! He got pissed and ran out!”

Shiro gapes and resists groaning, “Thanks. I’ll leave you alone then.”

The guy on the other side of the door huffs.

Shiro turns around and gasps, “Keith!”

Keith stands there, actual books in his arms, a note-pad, a pencil case, headphones around his neck and his phone in his pocket. He’s got dark rings under his eyes and now that Shiro is paying attention, he notices Keith looks like he’s lost a little weight. His hair is looking a little greasy too.

It’s not a good look.

“Oh Shiro.” Keith greets, a flush on his face, “I thought you had a date?”

Shiro looks at Keith and sees how tired he is. How his face seems to be turning pink with a fever. How he’s holding the stuff in his arms like it’s a lifeline. He feels his heart bleed.

“Not a chance, but you don’t look like you can study anymore.” Shiro takes a hesitant step forwards, “I know you’re working really hard for these exams Keith, but you don’t have to endanger yourself like this.”

Keith frowns, “What are you talking about? I’m perfectly fine.”

Shiro looks at his face, “You look like you’re gonna drop. Keith, I think it’s really awesome that you’re willing to work this hard for your exams. I think you’re gonna do just fine on them. But you need to look after yourself, too. You can’t win a marathon if you don’t take the breaks for water.” He takes a step forward and slowly grabs for Keith’s books; he doesn’t fight him, “Please Keith? Take a break with me? I don’t get to relax often either and I find it a lot easier when someone I care about is with me.”

Keith stares at Shiro, as if about to argue a point.

Then he looks to the ground, sighs and raises his head, “Okay. But only because you need to have fun sometimes.”

Shiro smiles, “Thanks, but to tell you the truth,” He blushes a little as he watches Keith puts his studying material in the room, “I always have fun when I’m with you.”

Keith turns around, blushing but smiling and he already looks a lot better, “Yeah, me too. I mean, you’re fun to hang out with and stuff.”

Shiro flushes a little more and offers Keith his hand, “Ready to chill out a little, then?”

Keith smiles and takes his hand, “Only if you are, oh Most Golden of the Golden Boys.”

Shiro laughs and starts walking, “Let’s go then.”

THIS WAS SO GOOD??? I CRIED LET MY GOLDEN BOYS REST