now i know to bring a charger

College Life 101

Alrighty folks, here are some nifty tips on how I survived (and could have better survived) college: 

  • As soon as you have your schedule, email your professors. Everyone. Especially if you have questions about the course, if you’re going to miss, etc. also make sure you do it from your school email, many professors will not check an email if it isn’t from a school address. 
  • On move in day, bring a door stop.  moving in is so much easier when you don’t need someone to hold the door for everything. 
  • Shoe racks and command strips/hooks will be your best friend. Use the racks for misc. things like utensils, seasonings, Keurig mixes, hot chocolate, etc. 
  • Bring a whiteboard/corkboard. Write down your classes and anything you need to get done for those classes and make sure that you keep it updated. On the cork side post up papers with important numbers, a map of campus, and other things you get. 
  • SIGN UP FOR ACTIVITIES (ESPECIALLY IF YOU’RE ON A SMALL CAMPUS) otherwise you’re not going to have a fun experience. Even if it’s just something you THINK you may have a slight interest in, try it! 
  • Go to one or two sporting events, just for the hell of it
  • Put important dates in your phone calendar or even a planner. Somewhere you will be reminded of them. Times and dates are critical. 
  • Eat. and eat well. 
  • Use chegg, upper classmen, or other resources for textbooks before you buy them. Campus bookstores are astronomically expensive and it can be a lot cheaper going somewhere else. I use Chegg and they also send you free tide pods, coffee samples, etc. 
  • Bring medicine that you’ve used in the last two years, even if you haven’t used it in a while just to be safe. 
  • If you’re gonna do laundry on the weekends Friday and Saturday nights OR Sunday mornings are prime time. Be prepared for staying up late or getting up early to do laundry 
  • PUT. A TIMER. ON. YOUR. LAUNDRY. Seriously, when you have to share a laundry room there is nothing more annoying than someone who won’t move their laundry out for other people. 
  • On a related note DO NOT THROW OTHER PEOPLE’S LAUNDRY ON THE FLOOR. Fold it up, leave it on the dryers or w/e with a little note. Don’t be an asshole. 
  • Keep extra pads and tampons around everywhere you go. Help yourself and/or ya menstruating friends out. 
  • Bring a phone/laptop charger with you throughout the day. I know I personally have some long breaks between my classes where I do homework and w/e
  • Use Google docs for your assignments, or other programs that back up your work to the cloud. My laptop broke halfway through the semester and the only thing that saved me was Google Docs because my school uses gmail
  • Download Groupme. Right now. Do it. It’s a great way to create group chats, keep them in one place, and keep them backed up somewhere, you’re gonna have some for group projects, your dorm, any programs, etc. 
  • Bring a three hole punch, scissors, glue, tape, notecards, and binders. Also get pocketed folders for any important research papers you may need to turn in. 
  • ALSO DRY ERASE MARKERS ARE A LIFE SAVER. bring them around for studying in empty classrooms it’s v helpful
  • COLOR CODE YOUR BINDERS/NOTE BOOKS/STICKY NOTES. Your binder for one class and all its accessories should be one colors. Color organize your notes. (If you’re colorblind, use patterns or something simple for you.) 
  • Try typing up your notes after classes, save them to your laptop and whatever online thing you use. Sometimes you’ll need your notes and you either won’t have your notebook, laptop, or both and it can be very important to keep your notes accessible. 
  • Make use of tutoring services or other students/friends that are good in your classes. C’s get degrees and if people can help you understand it better then WOO
  • Try not to miss too many classes, but if you do make sure you contact your professors about it (or someone in that class.) 
  • Sleep is v important, but can also be too good so set alarms at least a half hour before your classes to get ready and go. 

Take deep breaths. Make friends. Take no shit, do no harm

((These are based off of my personal experiences, feel free to add on if you think of something))

Bakugo Katsuki:

  • will always claim that his quirk is the best, even though he thinks very highly of your quirk and your ability to use it. It’s just, as always, second best to his
  • he’s not very good with teamwork during fights overall, but starts getting better at it when you’re around
  • you can move rubble and other obstacles out of the way, so you’re very good support, and you’re great offence!
  • he’s super proud of your fighting abilities, and he couldn’t stop bragging about you for days on end when you knocked out an enemy by slamming a log against his head.
  • but he gets unreasonably angry/pouty when you use your quirk to help him (in daily life stuff)
  • like you pass the tv remote and he’s like I COULDVE GOTTEN THAT
  • or when you pull up his sagging pants with your mind. He will chase after you. Prepare to run.

Todoroki Shouto:

  • thinks it’s super cool!!! He sees its uses for delicate work, even including infiltration.
  • you make a pretty good team since both of you can work in close and far ranges.
  • he doesn’t abuse your quirk as in asking you to bring things over all the time, but every now and again it’s very useful and he will ask you for help
  • “Can you pass the salt, please?”
  • But honestly Todoroki likes doing things kinda normally, and he likes doing them himself. He asks you for help when something really is out of his reach or he’s too lazy to get it
  • or when you’re cuddling and he doesn’t want to leave this position to get something.

Kirishima Eijirou:

  • he loves your quirk so much! it’s super useful and you can be really flashy about it if you want to! so heroic, he loves it
  • you’re a great team for stalling - Kirishima is great defence, and with your telekineses you can plan a sneak attack while the enemies are distracted
  • Kirishima has an internal struggle though: how often should he ask you to use your quirk?
  • he definitely asks you to pass the remote when you’re watching tv and cuddling together (he’s just too comfy to move!) but otherwise, Kiri is a bit embarrassed about asking you for help with stuff he can do all the time
  • “It’s not manly to ask you to do everything all the time!” he claims
  • that’s just at the beginning of the relationship though. Afterwards he asks you for the tiniest things, if only to watch you use your quirk because it looks so cool

Kaminari Denki:

  • he also loves your quirk! it’s very useful and it’s really precise, unlike a lot of his larger scale electric attacks
  • he definitely asks you to use your quirk a lot casually - well, just when it’s needed
  • he likes to show off your skills to other people as well! like those who don’t know about your awesome quirk.
  • like BAM your phone is now floating! my s/o can move things with their mind !!
  • His favourite thing to do on lazy date nights with you and your quirk is eating popcorn. You each throw popcorn into the other’s mouth for them to catch (and your quirk helps a lot with redirecting the bad throws)
  • you two are an unstoppable force when it comes to charging phones. No longer is Denki the sole phone charger of the group. Now you can bring over phone chargers with your mind! amazing!
Rest Easy, My Love (E.D)

Pairing: Ethan Dolan X Reader

Word Count: 1,202

Summary: You get drunk and call the one person that’s been on your mind for the past three months.

 Warnings: Mentions of death and suicide, alcohol consumption, etc.

A/N: It’s a bit sad, but enjoy! xx

 It was Thursday night and you were sat alone on your bedroom floor; an almost empty Smirnoff bottle in your right hand, and clutched in your left hand was your phone. You were well past drunk at this point, softly humming to “Broken” by Lifehouse, a song you’ve had on repeat for the last three months that meant more to you than you’d care to admit.

It was your song. 

You didn’t bother to wipe the tears that were effortlessly rolling down your flushed cheeks as you attempted to sing along to the lyrics, 

“I’m falling apart, I’m barely breathing, with a broken heart that’s still beating..”

You took a swig of vodka and placed it down before you typed the number that was so familiar yet foreign on your dial pad, and listened to the phone ring until it was sent to voicemail.

“…Hey! It’s Ethan! Sorry I couldn’t get to the phone, I’m probably too focused on my beautiful princess, Y/N. Maybe I’ll call you back, so leave a message or whatever..Uhm, bye!”

You weren’t prepared when you heard his sweet, melodic voice blast through the speaker of your phone. So once the voicemail began, it was like all of the air had been sucked from your lungs and left your chest aching. The amount of tears in your eyes increased as you felt your lips tremble, forming into a deep frown. You brought your hand up to your heart as if that would stop the pain from getting worse. You licked your dry, cracked lips that tasted faintly of your salty tears as you opened your mouth to speak.

“Hi, E.. It’s me. Y/N.” you croaked, bringing the sleeve of his sweatshirt you were currently wearing to your nose, deeply inhaling his scent that was slowly but surely fading before wiping your eyes. 

“I’ve had our song on repeat ever since you’ve been gone. It reminds me so much of us. Shit, I really wish you were here right now, I miss you so much. I didn’t think it’d be this bad without you. But fuck, I was so wrong. I’m so miserable, baby. I don’t want to be here, not without you. We had so many plans for our future, E. What happened?”

You looked up at your ceiling, shaking your head before breaking out into a fit of sobs. You weren’t sure if it was because you were wasted or at your breaking point, but this phone call felt like it was long overdue. There was still so much you wished you had said to him.

You calmed yourself down enough so that you could somewhat make out words through your tears, “Sometimes I can’t help but think if any of this is real life. Part of me thinks I’ve gone completely fucking insane, which is probably true. Or that perhaps when I tried to hang myself a month ago from my ceiling fan, I actually succeeded and I’ve been living in this made up dream world I’ve created for myself to escape the reality of you not being by my side. It’s a world where you were still here, with me. And if that really is the case, then it’s a dream I don’t want to wake up from, Eth.” 

You picked up the bottle and chugged the rest of the remaining vodka, letting the empty bottle sit in your hands.

“You meant everything to me Ethan, you were my whole world. Fuck, you still are.” You sniffled, looking over at your favorite picture of you and him that sat on your nightstand. It was taken two years ago at the beach he had brought you to where he had first asked you to be his girlfriend. You were wrapped up in his arms, his lips pressed to yours as you both smiled into the kiss. It was one of your purest moments together, one that you surely wouldn’t forget. 

You felt your lips turn slightly upwards as you reminisced that day, but your smile left as quick as it came. Instead, it was replaced by a frown and sorrowful tears. 

“God, Ethan. Why did you have to get in that fucking car? Why didn’t you just call me or Grayson to pick you up? You knew they were drunk. You’re so much smarter than that, so why the fuck did you do it? Did you even think of what could have happened? How it would have affected everyone? You had such a bright future ahead of you baby, and it was ripped away from you. It isn’t right. How you were the only one that died when Mikey’s car collided into that tree. How you, the only one that was sober; the only one that made my life worth living got killed.” You blubbered into the phone. The pain you were experiencing right now was immense. Your chest felt heavy and your breathing was labored as the tears poured from your bloodshot eyes. 

You felt angry at everything. He didn’t deserve it. Not one bit. He didn’t deserve to die. Not as young as he did, not in pain. He was supposed to die old in his sleep, where he would be at peace.  He was supposed to live his life to the fullest like everyone wanted him to. He was supposed to expand and grow his Youtube channel with Grayson by his side. He was supposed to graduate high school and college. You were supposed to get married and have two beautiful boys and maybe even a little girl. But now he was dead, and there wasn’t any way to bring him back. 

“I know you didn’t mean it though baby, I know you didn’t. You just made a really bad mistake. A really, really bad one.” 

Your phone buzzed as you looked down, seeing the notification that it was on 5%, meaning it would die any minute now. You were too drunk to get up and retrieve your charger, so you came to the realization that you needed to end the voicemail. You dropped your head in between your knees and pushed the hair away from your face. You weren’t ready to hang up, your heart still felt hollow in your chest, and you were planning on talking to him for as long as this voicemail could record. 

“I need to go now, Ethan. I love you so so much baby boy, and I hope you always know that. No one will ever take your place, okay? I love you and I miss you. I’m gonna try to go to sleep, even though I know I won’t be able to because I don’t have you giving me goodnight kisses and running your fingers through my hair. But I’ll call you again soon, I promise. Rest easy, my love.” 

With that being said you reluctantly hung up, letting all of your emotions pour out. You screamed until your throat was raw and scratchy, and bawled until you ran out of tears. And eventually, you fell asleep sprawled out on your floor, cursing the God’s above for ripping the love of your life away from you and taking your heart and soul with him.

Strictly Professional (Part 3)

Summary: Misha’s gone before you wake up, and you begin to doubt everything that happened with you and him the night before. Was it just a misunderstanding, or did everything the night before really not mean anything to him? (FUCK MY SUMMARIES ARE TERRIBLE)

Pairing: Misha x Publicist/PA!Reader

Word Count: 1.4k

Warnings: angst, language

Strictly Professional Masterlist


Ok. Calm down. Get a grip.

Before you completely jumped to conclusions and assumed the worst (which was something you did way too often), you took a few deep breaths and tried to focus and assess the situation rationally.

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anonymous asked:

Um... Hi! Can you please do dai companions reacting to inquisitor Lavellan crying over Solas post trespasser? Thank you! ❤️

(Note: this is not a slight on Solas or Solasmancers or Solas fans. This is just written from what would be the companions’ reactions to the whole mess. Keep in mind that everyone but Cole disapproves if Lavellan says “I have to save him” choosing the romance option in Trespasser.)

Cassandra: She was still livid about the whole mess, and at Solas, but to see her friend so heartbroken… she’s going to kill him if it was the last thing she did. She tries to console the Herald to little avail, and feels awful for them. “Fen’Harel is not worthy of you,” she snaps, “I know it hurts, but he does not and never did deserve you.”

Iron Bull: Like Cassandra, he wants to violently murder Solas for this as he holds a sobbing Lavellan. For the moment, his attention is on her, though, and he feels so bad for her. The other Chargers are also trying to comfort her if she doesn’t mind their approach. “I know, Boss, I know,” he murmurs gently, stroking her back, “we’re here. We’re always here.”

Blackwall: Lavellan doesn’t deserve this. Blackwall’s mad at Solas, of course, but he doesn’t dare bring him up. He just sits with the Herald and lets her cry, because sometimes that’s all one can do. “I can’t imagine how you’re feeling right now,” he murmurs, “but I’m here. Don’t know that it counts for much, but we’re all still here for you.”

Sera: Never has she wanted to kill anyone so much before. Not only was she mad at Solas for trying to destroy the world for the elves, one of her best friends was left utterly heartbroken by him. She just sits and hugs her and murmurs reassurances. “Don’t worry, I’ll get back at that stupid, shitty, elfy old wolf for you. You’re safe here. I’m not leaving you behind. We’re not.”

Varric: And here he thought what Blondie did was bad. Not only was Chuckles plotting to destroy basically everything that wasn’t Elven, he left one of his friends behind with a broken heart. He curses Chuckles’ name and sits with Lavellan, offering his solemn apologies. If she chooses to move to Kirkwall, he’ll ensure she’s safe.

Cole: “He still loves you so much it hurts. He knows you hurt.” he says mournfully. “It hurts him just as much. He thinks he has to, but he doesn’t want to. How can we help him and you? Your hurt is so powerful, so strong, it touches everyone.” He doesn’t know how to help, but he wants to so much– the hurt is too much. He settles for hugging her.

Vivienne: She’s already plotting with the others on ways to fight Solas, and she’s thinking of other suitors she can introduce Lavellan to, once she heals. She simply won’t tolerate the idea of Solas even being remotely near her again. “He is a revolting creature, unworthy of you.” she says, handing her friend a handkerchief. “We’ll get through this, Darling. I swear upon it.”

Dorian: His blood is boiling as he holds his best friend, who’s sobbing into his arms. How dare the Dread Wolf? How dare he hurt her? It’s mingled with pity and worry for the woman in his arms, and he lets her go as long as she wants. “I’m so sorry,” he murmurs now and again, “I’m here. Let it out.” He stays with her a little while longer than he planned, and before he goes, he kisses the little sending crystal he gave her and hugs her.

Solas: He checks on Lavellan in the Fade and finds her dreams as nightmares, darkened by her stress, and his heart pangs with guilt, and his stomach drops. He never wanted this for her. For a moment, he wonders if he should have given all of this up and stayed with her, but he flees when she seems to notice him. “Ir abelas, ma vhenan.” he whispers as he goes.

Josephine: She feels so bad for the Herald. She clears their schedule for the next few days if she can and makes sure they’re well tended-to. She visits them when she can, sparing a handkerchief, a shoulder to cry on, and a ear to listen. She invites them to come with her to visit her family in Antiva, suggesting that getting out might help.

Leliana: She gets them everything they need and makes sure someone is keeping them company, and she gets to work. Solas would pay for this. By wronging Lavellan and plotting to destroy the world, he had angered the wrong bard. She’d start the first steps and get Lavellan to join her when she was ready. She does visit her and stay for a little while. “I know it hurts. I will for awhile. But you have friends, and we are here.”

Cullen: He feels absolutely terrible for Lavellan, among stress and anger and a frantic hurry to discuss what their next step should be. He’s not quite sure what to do, but he wants to comfort her. Thankfully, his dog seems to know how to help at least a little– his mabari hurries up to her and licks her face repeatedly, trying to climb up onto her lap, and she can’t help but laugh. His eyes widen, and shortly after, he gifts Lavellan a mabari puppy. 

advice for incoming freshman from yours truly:

1. know your schedule before the first day. know where all your classes are, or at least the wing they’re in, that way you don’t get lost and/or go into the wrong classroom. also, if you’re allowed to have your phones, set your schedule as your lock screen!!

2. don’t be lazy. stay on top of your work, whether it’s work you do in class or homework (homework is important!!! do it)

3. don’t be afraid to ask for help

4. get involved. band, choir, orchestra, theater, sports, a club, whatever.. just get involved in something

5. but if you don’t want to get involved, that’s totally fine too. it’s really up to you, and what you’re comfortable with

6. be nice to your teachers!! (even if you don’t like them)

7. go to football games!!! go to homecoming if you want!!! go!!!!!!

8. seniors tend to hate sophomores more than freshman. don’t worry about how the seniors will treat you

9. speaking of seniors DO NOT DATE THEM

10. stay away from drama as much as you can. don’t create it, and try not to get caught up in it

11. stay organized. most high school teachers don’t care where you put your stuff for their class (it’s not like middle school where they tell you how to organize your stuff), so take advantage of that!!

12. remember that relationships aren’t everything (not friend relationships THOSE ARE GOOD i mean like romantic relationships)

13. it’s ok if you’re not friends with your friends from middle school anymore. high school sometimes proves who your real friends are, and who’s not worth your time or energy

14. if you have a study hall, use it to study!! get your homework done so you don’t have to worry about it after school. study for that test coming up so you don’t do poorly.. and if you don’t have any homework, read a book or take a nap

15. get your homework done as soon as you get home, if possible. that way it’s done and you don’t have to worry about it for the rest of the night

16. take a leap. do something that you normally wouldn’t do. (freshman year i took a leap and talked to a girl in my english class because i loved the book she was reading. she’s now my best friend. sophomore year i stood up for myself (finally!).. yes i lost one of my best friends because of it, but i’m better off without her. this year i’m taking a cooking class (i’m an awful cook so if my school burns down you know who did it), so yeah)

17. bring headphones and a charger.. they are lifesavers!! (also, @ everyone who gets periods, have a stash of pads/tampons in your locker and/or in your backpack at. all. times.)

18. don’t have what’s known as a freshman backpack.. only bring the essentials, because that’s all that’s needed. those big heavy text books? only carry them when you need them for class.. otherwise leave them in your locker. and if you have to bring them to class, don’t shove them in your backpack

19. for god’s sake don’t stand in the middle of the hallway. pick a side. also don’t walk slow or text while walking in the hallway.. it causes traffic jams

20. sleep is important. don’t stay up really late, or you’ll regret it the next morning

21. dress comfy. no one (honestly) cares what you wear.. so wear what you want :)

22. bring a water bottle (if your school allows it)

23. it’s okay to ask upperclassman for help. if you don’t know where one of your classes is, just ask an upperclassman and they’ll tell you. don’t be embarrassed about.. they were freshman once too

24. mental health days are important. if you’re stressed to the max, ask to take a day off to destress and chill for a day. it’s worth it

25. and finally, no matter how hard things get, you’ll get through it. it’s going to be okay

Ivy (Part 2)

Summary: You’ve had a crush on your best friend for a while now but you haven’t worked up the nerve to tell him in fear of rejection. So what will happen when he asks you to pretend to be his girlfriend for a week? Will you be able to keep your feelings at bay?

Warnings: None

A/N: This one’s a little shorter than I wanted it to be but don’t worry, part 3 is up and ready to go for Tuesday!

Originally posted by winteriskaming

“Is this the last one? Because I’m sure you’ve brought your whole closet,” Rafinha gestured to the pile of suitcases waiting to be loaded into the trunk of his car.

You rolled your eyes. “Don’t be silly Raf. This is only like half my closet.” You wheeled out your smallest and last suitcase out of the door to your house, hearing Rafinha mumble about you having too many clothes.

You closed and locked the door behind you. “Goodbye house,” you laid your palm on the door. “I’ll miss you.”

It’s not even that long of a trip Y/N. We’re supposed to be there for a week and this,” he glared at your multiple bags of different sizes. “Is at least a month.”

“Well then, at least I’ll be prepared.”

He muttered something in Portuguese before packing both your bags into the car.

“Do we have everything for the ride?” You called out, knowing that if you didn’t bring your book and headphones that you would surely go crazy.

“Um…” You started going through your mental checklist aloud before he could finish.


“In one of those.” He waved a finger in the direction of your carry on bags.

“Charger and phone?”

“Check. I saw it with your headphones and your phone is in your hand right now.” You looked down at your hand. He was right.

“I know, I just wanted to make sure you knew too.”

He scoffed but you just continued. “Wallet?”

“Check, you always have it in your purse.”



You repeated yourself. “Snacks?” When you’re met with nothing again, you look up and see a guilty smirk on his face.

“Are you kidding me? I specifically told you not to eat them!”

Rafinha laughed as he leaned against the now closed trunk of his car. “I know, I know, but how am I supposed to control myself when you buy my favourites and leave them in plain sight?”

“It’s called self- control. Maybe look it up.” With a sigh, you shook your head and made your way to the passenger side. “I guess your paying for all the food for the rest of the trip.”

“I don’t know how that seems fair in any way,” he protested.

‘Oh it’s fair, now come on before the plane leaves without us. Again.” You glared at him at the last part, referring to past experiences.

“That was still not my fault, you have to stop blaming me for everything garota linda.”

There it was again. The oh so harmless nickname that had an effect on you every time. You chewed on your bottom lip and quickly entered the car to hide you the blush that was creeping up to your cheeks. Rafinha followed your actions and entered the drivers side, not noticing .

“To the airport we go girlfriend,” he said with a wink.

How you could survive this weekend, you had no idea.

College advice #1

What is neccesary to bring to college? (like, REALLY neccesary)

When I was in my first year, I brougt the ‘basics’: my laptop, some money and my Student ID.

Now that I’m in my thir year I bring so much more stuff, because I’ve learnt.

· Phone charger: because batteries these days sucks and it is neccesary to have your phone in case something happens. This also applies if you use a laptop, I try to bring my charger with me if I know I am going to spend the afternoon in the library doing research.

· Band-aids: Yes, because maybe you cut yourself with a paper sheet or your shoes hurt you.

· Meds: Specially if you’re a girl, you may face struggles like back aches, or head aches because of your period. Trust me, first year it was a nightmare because I got so ill I faint at college. Most places can’t give you any meds because if you get ill because of them, it is their responsability. So bring yourself something (specially if you’re always ill like me haha).

· Tampons/pads: Yep. Not only for me, but I always carry some more for any of my friends.

· Pen drive: You can save lives with this, trust me. When you forgot your essay home and you have to re-print them, you will need this.

· An empty bottle: So you can refill it with water :) stay healthy :*

These are my essentials, things that are not too heavy or big, but can help me through a lot of situations :) Hope this help you too!

anonymous asked:

Can I come into the shelter a-and maybe get a hug? I'm really worried for Jack and the other Egos right now if I need to trade anything I'm bringing in more quilts and pillows and blankets cuz Lord knows you can never have enough of these when in these kinda situations and heating pads and chargers for phones, laptops and such

All excellent additions to the bunker, welcome friend! As for hugs, Cmere *hugs you*

anonymous asked:

Can you do a Cameron imagine where you come home late because of work or something and he was really worried where you were and cute and fluff!!

y/j= your job

          You sigh, walking to your car after a long night. You just finished your extended shift at y/j. You had to stay late because your co-worker called in sick, last minute. It was a busy day, too. You were exhausted. You get to your car, and reach into your purse, realizing you forgot your keys inside the building. You groan and trudge back. You open the door, and see your boss about to leave. 

          “Sorry, I left my keys,” you explain and he nods. “Can you lock up? I have to get home to my kids,” he says, and you accept. He leaves and you spot your keys on a counter. You grab them and leave. After you lock up, you walk back to your car, again. You unlock your door and get in, slumping into the seat. You yawn, tiredly. “I better call Cam. He’ll probably be worried,” you decide, and take your phone out of your purse to find out it’s dead. 

          You curse for not bringing your charger today. Cam must be worried sick. You bite your lip, and start the car, hoping he’s okay. You pull out of the parking lot and start driving home. About 20 minutes later, you pull into your dark driveway. The downstairs light of your house is on, and you know that Cam is waiting for you. You feel so bad.

          You walk to your door, and open it slowly and quietly, in case he is sleeping. You walk in to see the kitchen empty. You put down your purse and slide off your shoes. You walk into the living room to see Cameron pacing t=in front of the TV, tugging on his hair, which is something he does when he’s worried or nervous. “Cam?” you say.

          His head snaps up and he gives you the most relieved look. He runs up and smothers you in his arms. “Cam, I’m so sorry. Someone called in sick, last minute and I had to cover for her. It was so busy today, and when I walked to my car at the end of my shift, I realized that I forgot my keys inside, so I had to go back and get them. And when I finally got inside my car to call you, I saw that my phone was dead, and this was the day that I decided not to bring my charger with me. I’m so sorry,” you ramble, your bottom lip quivering. 

          “Shhh,” he says, rubbing your back. “It’s okay. You have nothing to be sorry about. You’re here now and you’re safe. I know you’re stressed out, but calm down. You’re okay,” he soothes. You immediately relax into his touch. He always knows how to calm you down. You yawn, tiredly, and he smiles. “C’mon, let’s head up to bed,” he says. He scoops you up in his arms and carries you carefully up the stairs.

          He lies you down on the bed and puts the covers over you, before climbing in himself. He wraps his arms around you, and you cuddle up to him. You rest your head on his chest and he kisses your forehead. “I love you so much, y/n. I’m the luckiest man alive to be able to call you mine,” he smiles, pulling you in for a sweet kiss. 

Here you go! It’s short, but I hope you like it! Love you💞

Goodbye 3DS, Goodbye all of us

My 3DS’s internal charger broke, so now I have to watch it slowly run out of power for the last time and die, like unplugging a loved one from life support. It will never know how much I treasured our times spent together, how much I enjoyed bringing it to crowded gatherings, or how much I enjoyed its company on the loneliest of trips - for it is only a machine. Just like me. Just like all of us. In a way, we are sentient 3DSs. Our bodies are composed of many essential parts, all connected in a precise manner with each other, each part functioning naturally and selflessly to benefit the whole. In the same way, our society and in fact all of humanity is meant to model after this pattern. The laws that govern us dictate that we have no choice but to comply or risk break downs in the system. If one essential component is damaged, we too may be doomed. But just as my 3DS is designed to be replaced, so are we as individuals. Millions can take our places, and no one would notice in the grand pattern of the global machine - just as a broken handheld game system can be replaced with a shiny new model so conveniently. My 3DS was designed with this concept in mind, but who was I designed for? Which one of my parts is bound to malfunction and cause my system to shut down? What about you? What will break your internal charger? What about all of us? 

…oh well, always wanted a 3DS XL anyway.

anonymous asked:

wait what happened to misha?!?!?

he was at the spn panel earlier and he seemed completely normal and now right before the nerd hq panel started aisha tyler said that misha was not there, that he had to go home and be with his kids. but that’s all the information we have right now. none of the other actors gave us any further indication to what’s exactly going on.

but jensen said that he is texting him and like 10 minutes ago he was driving and jensen wanted to face time him but couldn’t reach him. and now he first has to charge his phone. (everyone was rushing to bring him a charger :3) and i think soon he’s gonna try and we’ll hopefully know more.

the most worrisome about this is that i think most of us know that misha would never leave a huge and important event as comic con if it wasn’t serious. so especially with having basically 1% information, it’s gotten everyone so worried.

what i have so far

People who are coming:

Hear me now





i want to know


hole in the ground


air catcher


johnny boy


fake you out

falling too

glowing eyes







fem drown

taken by sleep

taken by sleep (there are two)


fairly local

run and go


message man


tb saga

taxi cab

car radio




blurry face







realize that it’s gone

street poetry

miss believer

holding on to you

Transportation and seating plan:

Driver: Blasphemy, ode to sleep

Seat A: blasphemy, (when not driving), ruby

Seat B: Save, radio, run and go

Seat C: johnny boy, ode to sleep

Seat D: fem-drown, taken by sleep (there are two)

Seat E: blurryface, polarize

Seat F: message man, fairly local

Seat G: mrmistyeyes, fuckface

Seat H: air catcher, fake you out

Seat I: truce, goodbye, tonight

Seat K: tb saga, glowing eyes

Seat L: slowtown, clear

Seat M: implicit, addict

Seat N: tonight, two, realize that it’s gone

Seat O: pantaloon, anathema

Seat P: torch, semi-automatic, miss believer

Seat Q: taken by sleep, screen

Seat R: taxi cab, drown

Seat S: i want to know, two

Nest: hole in the ground, hear me now, titled, hometown, falling too, tod, phun, street poetry, holding on to you

Who’s bringing what:

Hole in the ground: Snacks and movies

Hear me now: gas money, AAA

blasphemy: music, aux chord

implicit: Blankets, pillows

goodbye: Marshmallows, things to make smores

phun: blankets, 2 sleeping bags

i want to know: books, flashlights

addict: batteries, stuffies

clear: Pillows, 2 sleeping bags

air catcher: fairy lights, radio

two: cooler, ice

johnny boy: drinks, bread

screen: condiments, hot dogs, a sleeping bag

fake you out: candy, soda

falling too: ukulele, guitar

glowing eyes: more flashlights, a sleeping bag, pillows

save: Pillows, phone chargers

ode: different phone chargers, speaker

titled: sweaters, peanut butter

anathema: fire starters, things you put in the fire to make it colourful, anything i forgot to mention

tod: flashlights, batteries

hometown: wood, nutella

fem drown: wifi thingy, camera

taken by sleep: pillows, a sleeping bag, a tent

taken by sleep (there are two): 2 tents, fairy lights

tonight: Glowsticks, glow in the dark stars

fairly local: drinks, popcorn

run and go: plastic or styrofoam dishes, plastic utensils

ruby: 2 tents, glow sticks

message man: snacks, tv series

mrmistyeye: bubbles, movies

tb saga: blow up mattresses, 4 sleeping bags

taxi cab: snacks, drinks

car radio: radio, batteries

torch: flashlights, 2 tents

slowtown: 2 blow up mattresses, stuffies

pantaloon: wood, guitar

blurry face: paint, arts and crafts supplies

regional: sweaters, arts and crafts supplies

semi-automatic: jumper cables, notebooks

truce: colouring crayons, markers, arts and crafts supplies

fuckface: maps, sketchbooks

polarize: polaroid cameras, paper you put in the camera

drown: towels, water toys

realize that it’s gone: Flannels, 5 sleeping bags

street poetry: 7 sleeping bags, campfire stories/songs

miss believer: 10 sleeping bags

holding on to you: Candy, soda

waste the night

In which Luke writes a letter to you because he needs to let you know and he needs to get it all of his chest and he needs someone (read: you) to love him back. In which he relives memories. In which you understand and feel free because the one you need, needs you back.

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