the second one was very necessary

Med School and Studying

If you want to become a doctor, you should get used to the idea that you’ll spend a great deal of your time studying. Through the course of our degree we will be asked to learn, understand and commit to memory an enormous amount of material and when, finally, we become doctors, studying doesn’t stop. The medical sciences evolve by the second. Everyday life changing discoveries are made and we need to keep up with that in order to provide our patients the best resources we can find. So, even though it might not be one of the most pleasant things to do, it is something very necessary on our way to become good physicians. Since many of you have been asking for tips on how I study, here are a few tips that worked for me:

1 - Cornell Notes taking system - this is the note taking method I found most helpful to take notes in class and at home when I’m studying. It keeps things organized, it’s quite easy to use and, when revising, it’s quite simple to understand.

2 - One Page Notes - this is a tip given by Doctor Andrea Tooley on her YouTube channel, which I truly recommend checking out. Basically, the point is trying to condense one class, chapter, etc. in one page. Of course sometimes it’s a lot of material but trying to do that, even if it exceeds one page, makes us focus on the essential. 

3 - Not too much stuff at once - when studying, I don’t like to have too many things open at once. I like to keep it simple, just some slides, maybe a book and my notes. It’s not helpful to study by two books, three reviews and notes. It’s a lot of stuff and it gets harder to concentrate. What I do is to choose the materials I find most helpful and take my notes based on that. If then, if I find that another book that has some helpful information, I read it after and then I add those notes.

4 - Not let work pile up - Simple to understand, HARD to do. 

5 - Ask older students - when you don’t know how to study for some particular subject, just ask someone who already done it.

6 - Airplane Mode - when I want to focus on something, and I need to be on the PC, I put it on air plane mode. Blind yourself to distractions. 

7 - Water or Tea - have a bottle of water on the desk. It keeps you hydrated and when you’re frustrated, just have a sip of water or tea instead of going online. Hydrates and calms you down. Just don’t go on drinking liters and liters of water please…..

8 - One thing at the time - when you’re studying one subject, focus on that subject. Don’t be thinking about the other ten thing you need to do. You need to be doing that, so focus on that. Be efficient, learn to prioritize.

9 - Plan it OUT - I’m a fan of the bullet journal principal. A plane white notebook and my to do lists, exams, etc. It’s important to have a good outlook on what you have to do. I just don’t waste too much time on aesthetics. (Still looks cool though xD)

10 - Get cosy - make studying a cosy moment. It helps :D 

Good luck with everything people!! We can all do this!!! Every great doctor started out as we did: Dreamers and Hard Workers, who wanted to help making this world a better place. Now go study ;) 

anonymous asked:

Stiles as a professional cuddler who takes Derek on as a client? (With a side of mutual pining, Laura being a good older sister, and Noah being a good dad.)

*coughs* John…..John. (I AM SORRY, NONNIE. I CAN’T ABIDE BY CANON. I CANT.

I have to say, I really wish there were more fics out there that had this trope because I really, really love it. I think what I love most about it is because it’s all about Derek and his issues with trust and touch. I am very interested in the notion that Derek isn’t comfortable with people touching him after the fire because of what he went through with Kate but he is comfortable with paying someone to touch him because that leaves him in control. 

Laura is the one who suggests a professional cuddler because she knows her brother and Derek is either going to find himself very badly touch starved for years to come or he’s going to fall into another bad-touch sexual relationship out of some guilt ridden punishment trip. There is no in between with Derek. And so, she researches and finds Stiles. She likes him immediately because the people who leave reviews on his website all have one thing in common: that he loves to talk. Laura knows Derek isn’t much of a talker, especially these days, but she thinks it couldn’t hurt to have someone who isn’t afraid of communication, and possibly someone who might actually get Derek to talk back. Lord knows she’s tried to get Derek to talk; to her, to a therapist. Nothing has worked. But maybe this will. 

Derek is hesitant about Stiles - “what kind of name is Stiles anyway?” - but he has to admit, the idea of being held is….kind of nice. No sex. No complications. Just someone he pays to cuddle with him for an hour every week; a simple and smooth transaction that couldn’t possibly lead to anything bad. 

The problem first starts when he sees Stiles because, in one word, he’s gorgeous. Derek is kind of annoyed he doesn’t stop being gorgeous even when he half trips in the hallway and makes a lame cuddling joke, fishing a spoon out of his back pocket and with a truly impressive eyebrow waggle says, “wanna spoon?” Derek privately wonders if Stiles brought the spoon from home, if he opens with that joke with all his new clients, or if he stole the spoon from some coffee shop on the way over, struck by sudden inspiration. Derek is kind of frustrated when he finds himself hoping it’s the second one. 

Stiles is strangely anal about his job. He treats “cuddling procedures” like it’s BDSM, or something. He asks Derek at least thirty questions, only half of which Derek is able to answer without his cheeks colouring:

“Have you ever hired a professional cuddler before?” No.

“Being a werewolf - yes, I can tell you’re a werewolf, don’t look so surprised - would you prefer I didn’t wear any odours? Body spray, cologne, that sort of thing?” Clean. Just, uh, clean is good. 

Would you like me to make a playlist for us to cuddle to? Those are very popular.” No, that’s really not necessary.

How do you feel about versatile spooning options?” Oh. I, um….could you….I mean…..would you do the…..I just want….. “No problem, big guy.”

Their first session is a little awkward and he feels downright silly handing Stiles the money after, but he has to admit, he didn’t….dislike it. In fact, three hours later, he texts Stiles to book another session. By session four, Derek has gotten over his initial embarrassment and just learns to enjoy being held. Stiles talks about a lot of things, tracing his fingers over Derek’s arms, his face, his hands: he talks about why people need contact and why it’s not stupid or something to be made fun of; he talks about Star Wars and his dad; when he finds out Derek likes history, he spends their entire eighth session talking about the Trojan War - “I know it’s not real history. I was going to try and learn about an actual war for you but I got side tracked when I found out, like, half of The Iliad is about two dudes in love. How cool is that???” He then spends an extra forty minutes talking to Derek about queer censorship in history textbooks (somehow managing to work the history of the male circumcision in there). Derek wants to tell him the session is technically over, but for some reason (he’d really rather not confront) he stays quiet and lets Stiles’ voice wash over him, before falling asleep. (He later learns when Laura tried to pay him for the over-time, Stiles had blushed furiously and told her it was on him, before running out of the apartment and muttering something about “rules”.)

Session fifteen is when Derek realises Stiles is the most important person in his life, aside from Laura and Cora. And not only that, but it’s happening again: his heart is racing and his palms are sweating, and what’s worse? He’s daydreaming. Not many people know Derek is a daydreamer. Most people think he probably just sits and broods or occupies every waking hour either working out or reading. Even Laura teases him about it. Derek, however, is a big day dreamer. His romantic day dreams have changed over the years: when he first met Paige, he imagined her at his basket ball games and what prom night might be like; with Kate, he had silly fantasies of introducing her to his family, of teaching her about the full moon and opening up about his history. Derek knows day dreaming is dangerous. At least, for him. It’s always led to bad things. But he can’t help it, even now. 

Because with Stiles it’s different. 

When he day dreams about Stiles, he imagines holding his hand and what it might be like to bury his face in his neck, knowing Stiles would already know what that means because Stiles always knows. And not in some calculating, malicious way, like Kate. It’s a though Stiles files aspects of Derek’s life away like they are facts that might come in handy for a game of trivial pursuit. He plays out silly domestic fantasies in his head where he is trying to make them pancakes and Stiles starts a food war, covering them both in flour and jam. He imagines what it might be like to have Stiles hold him after sex and tell him he’s good, that he did good; imagines hearing Stiles say, “I’ll see you at home” and texting Derek lame jokes throughout the day until he does.   

When Stiles comes over for their 15th session, he’s a mess. He’s obviously been crying and Derek can’t tell why, but he smells strongly of roses. Stiles, like Derek, is pretty skilled at hiding his feelings but the moment he goes to lie down on the bed, he breaks. Derek doesn’t think he could stop crying, even if he wanted to, and even though he knows Stiles probably doesn’t want a client - because that’s what Derek is, a client - seeing him like this, he can’t help but lie down beside him and hold out his arms. Stiles shuffles towards him without even considering it, and Derek doesn’t  care he’s getting tears and snot all over his favourite Henley because the moment he brings a hand up and soothes it up and down Stiles’ back, Stiles melts into him. Utterly trusting. He says something about his mom. 

It’s the best and most painful feeling in the world and Derek is beyond grateful that Stiles isn’t a werewolf, can’t hear how hard his heart is beating or smell the jumble of emotions coursing through him. 

They lie like that for an hour, maybe, before Stiles starts to get restless. He tries apologising, offers Derek a session on the house, but Derek barely hears him, lost. Lost in a confusing bag of mixed emotions and instead of answering Stiles, says, “let’s order pizza”. 

The pizza comes within thirty minutes, and two hours later - half way through the third Harry Potter movie - Stiles leans in and kisses him. It lasts for twelve seconds - Derek doesn’t know why he counts - and when it’s over, Stiles pulls back, eyes wide, and yells something about Derek having the last slice of pizza, before running. Derek listens to him run all the way out of the apartment block and to his Jeep, lips tingling, heart sinking. 

They don’t see each other for four months. Stiles ignores all his phone calls and after a while, Derek gives up. He doesn’t stop day dreaming, though. He takes an almost masochistic pleasure in it - maybe it’s a form of self punishment, who knows. He doesn’t care if it doesn’t count as “growth”. He day dreams to the point that he isn’t sure if Stiles is a figment of his imagination when he shows up at his door soaking wet, like the ending of some cheesy romantic comedy. Derek would laugh at the bitter-sweetness of it; that is, until Stiles’ hands are on his face and he’s talking….and talking…..and talking. Talking about rules and professionalism and “never happened to me before”. He talks until Derek finds himself smiling. He talks until Derek finds his hands shaking, and finally, finally, until he can find it in him to put a finger to Stiles’ lips. 

“Shut up.”

Stiles does.

“If I asked you to kiss me again, would you want to?” 

Stiles swallows, takes a breath. “Depends, are you going to pay me for it?”

Derek raises an eyebrow for appearance sake, says, “only in more kisses”, and then blushes furiously because cheesy flirting is not a thing he does outside of his own head. Except, apparently now it is. And he plans to do much more of it, especially if it makes Stiles laugh like that again. Just….maybe not in public. God though, he loves hearing Stiles laugh. He wants to hear it all the time. Maybe he would risk the PDA. 

“Make a deal with me?” Stiles asks, closing the space between them, mapping out both of Derek’s eyebrows with a curious finger. He smiles, like he’s figured something out about him, just from that. “Buy me a milkshake every Saturday and let me hold your stupid hand during movies and you can have all the cuddling sessions you want for free.”

Derek pretends to consider this, takes Stiles’ free hand and playfully bites down. “Sounds like a good deal,” he whispers. 

Stiles grins. “Oh, I assure you, it is.” 

you might be a libra moon if...

💎 having an important person in your life is extremely necessary to you. this is often perceived as the need for a relationship, but a very good friend is just as suffice. you feel your best when you have a companion

💎 you are known by many as a wonderful mediator. you have a keen ability to walk a mile in another’s shoes in just seconds, and a talent for communicating, which makes it easy for you to assist others in seeing one another’s side

💎 you often repress your own wants, needs and qualms in favor of not rocking the boat. you would rather suffer in silence than create conflict

💎 you’re somewhat of a chameleon, and may change your disposition and style of communication from person to person. this is what makes it so easy for others to like you; you appeal to everyone individually

💎 you are very skilled aesthetically, and even if you aren’t artistically inclined, you would make a wonderful photographer or designer

💎 you don’t always have a strong sense of what you want, and could definitely be described as indecisive. this can apply to everything from what you want for dinner to your personal relationships

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Po Ping Appreciation Post

I was in a need of making the post about one of my favorite characters of all time - Po Ping from Kung Fu Panda. We all know that he is an overweight who became our favorite badass, the Dragon Warrior. But I wanted to focus more on the things that are overlooked - or at least I feel like they are.

WARNING - this post will contain some MAJOR KFP3 spoilers!

Ok, so let’s get this party started. Po Ping…

-is an artistic soul

-made his action figures all by himself (including carving in wood and painting) the very day he fell in love with kung fu

-has a photographic memory! He saw the Furious Five only once from far away and carved their portraits in wood very accurately

-was able to learn the Wuxi Finger Hold all by himself just from pure observation and while being under the massive distress

-learns fast. Really fast, mostly from his own mistakes. He improved his fighting skills in such a short time

-cares about his art so much and is very proud of it

-is very creative! It usually shows during the fight on numerous occasions (he “drew” the giant dragon with his own chi, for example)

-probably likes to sing when he thinks no one is around (judging from the scene from the holiday special), he’s pretty good at singing

-cooks well

-has/had PTSD

-hated himself for about 20 years of his life

-is craving compliments and affection… or any kind of validation, really

-throws himself into the most dangerous situations without second thinking

-is even ready to sacrifice his own life for a bigger cause if he thinks it’s necessary

-literally jumps into committing a suicide to save his loved ones. And yes, he was pretty sure he would stay dead i will never cope with this

-is probably asexual… heck, he is very likely asexual! I mean…

So in conclusion, Po Ping is an overweight, a fanboy and a badass but he is also…

-an artist with many talents

-a victim of mental illness

-an individual who for the course of all three movies weren’t given a love interest and yet he isn’t illustrated as broken or cold - he is represented as a loving person, as someone who is capable of love, who’s able to show his affection to others

Thank you DreamWorks, for this amazing, fleshed out character.

This has been Po Appreciation Post.

anonymous asked:

Wait where does it say that adrien & marinette are actually 13? This is new info for me hahaha

idk dude, there’s a rumor (?) that they’re 13????? Like, I don’t think that makes much sense???  

Because it’s Alix’s 15th birthday during the Time episode, 

So by logic, that would mean the rest of the class is around the same age, 14-15??? 

Also, it was Adrien’s birthday in the bubbler episode, 

So he’s very likely to be 15 as well. But we only have one point of reference, so we can’t say much????

Oh, and don’t forget, in the Animan episode, it’s possibly revealed that Marinette’s sign is Leo, 

Marinette, why are you like this

…Which suggests her birthday was during the summer, and she’s also 15. And that she’s possibly older than Adrien shhhhhhh.

But again, we only have one point of reference, so we can’t say too much 
¯\_(ツ)_/¯ 

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tl;dr: Don’t worry, I think that’s just a rumor

Bedsharing Theme Rec List

Originally posted by cupidford

We’re loving this months theme so far! Thanks to everyone who has already submitted fic’s we get so excited when we get a tag notification, ask or email! 

In keeping with May’s theme here are some fabulous stories we’ve read that we’d like to share with you! These are all lovely, sweet, sexy and just so fluffy you’ll squee. Enjoy!


A Discourse on the Inadequacy of a Duvet by guns_and_poses
Words: 1,005, T
Summary: For a prompt: Sherlock keeps stealing the covers when they share a bed because he wants John to move closer to him when they are sleeping but of course doesn’t want to ask. John gets annoyed at first until he realises what Sherlock wants and is more than happy to oblige.John looks over at the folds of covers gathered on the opposite side of Sherlock’s body, then glances up at Sherlock’s face. “You’re doing it again.”

Adjacent by weeesi
Words: 5,711, E
Summary: “Oi. I’ve just asked you twice where our bloody room is.”Oh, John.“Rooms, I meant. Obviously.”The innkeeper blew his nose into his handkerchief, already sodden with the effects of the spring bloom, and shot a knowing look between the two of them. “Ta, lads. Have a good ‘un.”Sherlock rolled his eyes and spun on his heel, leaving John trailing behind him.

A garden party in Sussex by alexaprilgarden
Words: 8,681, E
Summary: Mrs Holmes turns 75 and decides to have a garden party at home in Sussex. She invites Mycroft and Sherlock – and John. Sherlock asks John to play his boyfriend for that weekend. Lots of fluff, summer stuff and a bit of smut.

An Infinity Of Mornings by klein_monsti
Words: 13,070, T
Summary: For so long 221B had been his home, even in those last years when he hadn’t lived there anymore, it had always felt good to be there, it had felt right. And now this place, this sanctuary is gone. At least for now. And Sherlock has no place to stay. In the wake of The Final Problem Sherlock and John rebuild their flat and their relationship.

Assurance by belovedmuerto
Words: 2,382, T
Summary: It’s not so much the ‘you’re half-dead, you wanker,’ or even the broken ribs, the hairline fracture of the pelvis, the dislocated shoulder and knee, and the wrenched ankle.

Bed-Sharing Between Flatmates by  testosterone_tea
Words: 5,053, T
Summary:  5 times Sherlock had an excuse to share John’s bed, and the one time he didn’t need one.

Caught by Salambo06
Words: 1,859, E
Summary: Based on a prompt : “Johnlock necessary bed sharing and one has a wet dream and the other catches them"A hotel room. They’re here for a case, hadn’t planned to spend the night and ended up sharing a room. No, sharing a bed. Suddenly John is very much aware of his own hand closed around his hard cock and the ragged breathing next to him. Closing his eyes for the briefest second, John dares to turn his head just enough to confirm what he already knows.Sherlock, on his side, watching him.

Everything by patternofdefiance
Words: 4,409, E
Summary: John wakes up with an armful of Sherlock.This – situation – is unusual, yes, and definitely unfamiliar, but in no way does it feel wrong.Rather, it feels the exact opposite.  

Ghost Stories by SwissMiss
Words: 22,256, M
Summary: Sherlock’s parents think he and John are a couple. They might be onto something.

In the Morning by erebones
Words: 3,921, E
Summary: for paula bennyslegs: [gets down on my knees] someone please write sherlock and john sharing a bed because of a case… and one of them waking up to the sound of the other having a wet dream please [presses face to the ground] especially if they’re saying the other persons name whilst doing it please [sinks into the ground]

Knotted by naughtyspirit
Words: 23,166, E
Summary: John has to cancel a date because of Sherlock’s case, which leads them to be tied up in a basement from which they have to escape.They get wet, get tied up close and John has to step up and save them.Because he’s pretty. And hot. And just a little bit of a BAMF.

Rainbow Hearts Retreat by PajamaSecrets
Words: 11,638, E
Summary: "It’s a same-sex couples retreat. For those experiencing troubles in their relationship. Consists of group and couples therapy as well as encouraging socialization between the couples. It’s all in their incredibly dull brochure.”“Rainbow Hearts Retreat,” John read. “Sounds… quite gay.”

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Your local Voltron meta trash nerd is back at it again folks

Ok so bear with me if someone’s already done this but I couldn’t watch the newest season until now and I think (again this is all theory) that the last ep of Voltron was EXTREMELY important in terms of foreshadowing and learning more about the Paladins

So we’ve seen some common characteristics between the old and new paladins, ranging from straight up parallels to merely gender/build similarities. Pre-Comet Zarkon is stern but caring, Alfor is impulsive in battle, Blaytz is fun-loving (whooping with joy as he flies his lion for the first time like Lance) and flirtatious (gAY???), Trigel is the only female paladin (before Allura of course), and we didn’t see much of Gyrgan but he seems to be just as fond of one-liner snappy comebacks as Hunk. Shiro and Keith have a similar bond of friendship to Zarkon and Alfor, while Blaytz and Alfor have each other's backs (there is a scene that really parallels a scene from season 2)

But for me, this season has confirmed what I think are the weaknesses of the paladins because now we’ve seen multiple paladins and have been able to draw parallels between their personalities. The greatest things about these weaknesses are that they are actually the Paladin’s strength, but unmoderated they become weaknesses. For example, the Red Paladin’s strength is their instincts but its weakness, impulsiveness and self-centered thinking, is the result of relying too much on their instinct and not others. This one was quite obvious from the start, but the rest of them haven’t been explored much.

The foil to the Red Paladin is the Blue, whose weakness is self-doubt and relying too much on others, unlike the Red (which is interesting because Lance can pilot both thereby reinforcing the fact that he is multi-faceted, not having a “thing”). They are quick to doubt themselves because they can so easily see other’s strengths, but not their own. I mean “rely too much on others,” more so to mean emotional validation, to feel needed, etc. They see their worth through others’ eyes. Allura and Lance also share this willingness to charge in thoughtlessly or sacrifice themselves for the sake of their friends or family. Lance would give up his role as a Paladin for the sake of the team while Allura was lured into two traps because she wanted to see Alteans again.

The Yellow Paladin’s weakness is fear, but not necessarily like Hunk’s. Again, we don’t know much about Gyrgan but after seeing this line from Hunk

I think the weakness has more to do with not wanting to explore the unknown. A foil to the Green Paladin who is inquisitive, the Yellow Lion values security, therefore it’s weakness is not taking risks or sticking with what it knows instead of trying something new.

Which brings me to the Green Paladin, whose weakness is being willing to sacrifice everything for the pursuit of what they want (knowledge, family, etc.) Their inquisitive nature will sometimes lead them to make decisions that are too risky because they are too focused on what they want, like Pidge wanting to collect that data on her family instead of avoiding a giant falling object from the sky?!?!?! I think Honerva/Haggar would’ve made a great Green Paladin pre-Comet.

Finally, we have the Black Paladin and this is THE MOST IMPORTANT ONE. Their weakness isn’t apparent at first but when Shiro said

I realized it was this very decisiveness that is necessary to be a leader that is also their downfall. You have to be confident in your commands on the battlefield in order to avoid chaos and confusion. You have to make split-second decisions, sometimes really hard ones. All the Black Paladins must have this trait (Keith is v decisive. He knows what he wants, it’s just he’s immature and thinks with his anger, not his head), but being too firm in your decisions you make means you may not listen to your team. Zarkon refuses to close the rift, Shiro brings Keith to the Blade, Keith is… Keith.

Zarkon refusal to listen was his undoing and I think this episode foreshadows the same for Shiro. Shiro won’t turn all quintessence crazy, but I think this whole Kuron Phase 3 business is gonna stir things up (there’s a lot of theories about this but no matter what is actually going on, shit’s gonna go down) and maybe something inside him that he can’t control will mean Voltron loses its head… again.

But it won’t have the same ending as Zarkon’s story. This is where the right hand comes in. Zarkon and Alfor, Shiro and Keith, Keith and Lance. Think Hand of the King in Game of Thrones. It’s their job to make sure their leader doesn’t make dumb decisions. The right hand has every capacity of a leader but they aren’t because they see that another has traits that are stronger and they respect that person more. They instead lead by keeping their leader in check, challenging and pushing them to be better. But whereas Alfor failed to keep Zarkon from making the worst decision, I think Keith and Lance will write a different story.

I say Keith and Lance, not Shiro and Keith because Shiro has been retired from his post, he’s not the leader anymore even though Keith still feels like he should be. The writers have made it pretty clear that Shiro is to step aside from Voltron duties, but will still be important plotwise. If Shiro falls into Galran hands once again, maybe even becoming their weapon, Keith will lose it. He will stop at nothing to save him, just like Zarkon stopped at nothing to save Honerva/Haggar. It’s going to have to be Lance who will have to help him through this trial and talk some sense into him. I think this is why the writers have included a Keith and Lance bonding moment each season. Whether you ship them or not, it’s pretty obvious they have become more amicable and friendly as the show has gone on and this will be crucial in the seasons to come. Lance is canonically Keith’s right-hand man and if the story arc really does mimic the old story of the Paladins then this could be how it will go. I have faith Lance and the team will be able to reason with Keith and work out a plan. And they will still rescue Shiro but as a team.

Again, this is all theory so don’t take it too seriously, but I think it would be AWESOME. Let me know, too far-fetched? Waste of time? Didn’t make sense at all? lmao I’m trapped in meta hell

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Modern, College AU

Fresher’s flu is a thing. It’s an actual thing. It’s not a myth to scare upcoming students out of college; it’s a real, live illness that smashed into Lance like a giant ocean wave that’s been building over him for days.

One day he was fine, the next he’s laid up in his tiny dorm bed, shivering through a fever that’s leeching warmth from his body and hacking up a lung every few seconds. He’s convinced that one of these times, he’s actually going to cough up one of these damn organs necessary for survival.

There’s a faint, chilling feeling lingering around his room; it feels almost as if the Grim Reaper is creeping in a shadowed corner and waiting for Lance to breathe out his last, dying breath.

At least, that’s what Lance told Shiro, but his very reasonable boyfriend assured him that his nasty fever was playing mind tricks, and then he left to get medicine, leaving Lance alone in the grips of his darting thoughts.

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Things I learned after my first semester of college
  1. finals are stressful af so friend and food breaks will be necessary 
  2. memorize your university id number!!
  3. pregaming is a thing. often a very good thing 
  4. go to games for the free shit but maybe stay for half the game, you may end up liking it
  5. hw grades will save your ass in at least one class
  6. its ok to use the bathroom/microwave on a different floor
  7. dont be a second late to get your clothes from the dryer/washer, your clothes will not be in the machine 
  8. talking with friends in the stairwell is often more important than sleep
  9. libraries will get CROWDED during finals. claim your spot early or study somewhere else
  10. ice cream on freshly made waffles will change your dietary life
  11. there are so many shortcuts to get to class, use them
  12. emailing TAs in a crisis is ok as long as youre polite about it
  13. you’ll make friends when you least expect it
  14. dont go to the big gym if possible, the tiny gym has less beefcakes
  15. you will spend money on food even if youre on a dining plan
  16. theres a reason why party girls wear their door key on a hair band, it works
  17. curves are wildddd and will turn your hair grey with stress 
  18. dress in layers when youre going to a party and its literally freezing outside, your body will thank you 
  19. running for the campus bus is going to happen at least once
  20. home is nice but returning to a cozy dorm room is nice too 
Touch, pt. 2

the follow-up to [this] because there was a lot of things I wanted to do and not enough space

kind of longer and messier but whateverrrr

The first couple of weeks are an adjustment in a lot of ways. 

Hanzo’s not accustomed to something as seemingly mundane as a relationship. To say that he is stifled would be exaggerating, as McCree is anything but. However, he is not accustomed to having someone around who touches him every time they meet, kisses him when the time allows for it, hovers beside him as much as decency will allow. 

Hanzo loves it. He hates that he does, that he is so dependent now on McCree’s touch, but he does nonetheless.

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Headcanons for Dally Being Jealous and Overprotective

A/N: I love writing for Dallas so much so I’m so excited you guys have requested so many things for him!

Word Count: 311

Headcanon Count: 22

Warnings: Death mention (?)

Pairing: Dally Winston x Reader

- Dallas Winston gets jealous very easily
- If someone so much as looks at you the wrong way he responds one of three ways
- The first way is with punches
- The second way is with loud cursing and other obscenities
- The third way is by possessively wrapping an arm around your waist and kissing you much longer than necessary
- If Dally catches you flirting (even if you aren’t flirting intentionally) he’ll get revenge
- He’ll often flirt with an ex-girlfriend of his or some random greaser girl
- On rare occasions, Dallas might actually be hurt by your flirting
- This could be because he’s been cheated on before and the idea of losing you is something that actually upsets him
- When he feels hurt, he ignores you and sulks around the Curtis house
- This leads to Darry calling you
- And sounding annoyed because he wants you two to work out your relationship problems like adults
- “Y/N, you need to come apologize to Dallas. He’s actually upset.”
- When Dally isn’t getting jealous or making you jealous, he has the tendency to be overprotective
- He doesn’t always show that he cares for you, but he does get worried
- He won’t admit it, though
- Instead, he says stuff gruffly and endearingly
- “Doll, you should’ve brought a jacket. You’re gonna catch pneumonia or something.”
- “You better have a blade on ya if you’re walking home this late alone. I don’t want you to show up dead.”
- “He asked you to do what to him?! Tell me his name and describe him and we’ll see how tough he is when he’s got a heater to his head.”
- So, while Dallas Winston gets jealous easily and isn’t gentle with you like some guys might be, he cares
- He just won’t admit it

Lighting in the bathroom

This one’s sort and sweet.

Ok so at the company I worked at last year Management was getting fed up with people taking a really long time in the bathroom, so they said. In reality the company was losing money because several employees close to the owner were taking 2 hour lunches and charging the company cards every single day. Management’s solution to the loss of money they were experiencing, rather than confront said employees who were"too close to the boss to be confronted", was to continually and slowly drop the timing on the sensors for the automatic lights on the bathroom over time from 5 minutes to 60 seconds and after about a week of this everyone was grumbling. It didn’t increase the productivity in the office at all, since now when people needed to go to the restroom, they usually chose to walk next door to another office and do their business or struggle in the dark.

60 seconds is barely long enough to go No. 1, and definitely not long enough to go No. 2 in the stalls where you were definitely not going to be able to reactivate the motion sensor. I was not game for doing my business in the dark or wasting more time walking since I was usually very busy.

Management made one mistake: assuming that no one would figure out the controls for timing on the light sensor. I’d like to think I’m a resourceful person and being a resourceful person I took a mental note of the manufacturer’s label on the sensor during one of my 60 second visits and, during lunch at my desk, googled the manual for the sensor, memorized the sequence of switch presses necessary to change the timing, walked to the restroom and, with nobody in the restroom, changed it to 15 minutes.

I never caused them to re-evaluate their nepotism, and they never bothered changing the light timing back over the remainder of the time that I was at the company, but at least I was able to poop in peace.

anonymous asked:

Hi! I really need help with writing essays, I'm a mess writing them and I feel really bad bc I'm studying literature too, do you have any advice?(I'm really sorry for my awful english)

Really short and useful books on good essay-writing: Hazel Hutchison, Essays and Dissertations Made Easy and William Strunk Jr., The Elements of Style

Don’t feel bad, essay-writing is a craft that needs to be developed and can always be improved; it takes time. Remember that there’s an element of subjectivity as to what constitutes a ‘good’ essay. Lecturers at my university often describe the criteria for a first-class essay as ‘being publishable’ so it’s not necessarily just about putting across your research or analysis. Just like well-written prose, an essay should show off your distinctive style/voice with a narrative that makes sense to the reader – a beginning (introduction), middle (argument) and end (conclusion). Choose conciseness and clarity over trying to drag out a point to fill up the word count. 

I’m sure you already know that you should plan or outline your essay before you start writing and lay foundations for your argument in your introduction that you can use to build your essay towards a conclusion. After that it’s just writing. Here is the advice given to me by one of my lecturers, which I think is very clear and might help:

  • The first principle of good writing is economy. The second is simplicity. Say as much as possible in as few words as possible.
  • Good writing depends upon the use of strong verbs and nouns. Regard adjectives as necessary nuisances, avoiding them if you can. 
  • Prefer active to passive constructions unless there is good reason to do otherwise. Active voice: I ate the biscuit. Passive voice: The biscuit was eaten by me. Although in the odd case the second form may be preferable—to emphasize the direct object, for example—the active voice is almost always better.
  • You must learn what constitutes a proper English sentence. Ignorance of it leads to the error known as the comma splice, avoid this mistake. (The preceding, faulty sentence commits the error it condemns.) In order to keep from committing this error, you need to know what constitutes an independent clause and a dependent clause. 
  • Vary sentence patterns, alternating among simple, compound, complex, and compound-complex forms. Write some short and some long sentences. If possible, break the monotony of the subject-verb-object construction. 
  • A paragraph is a developed idea. Therefore, avoid the temptation to write one- or two-sentence paragraphs.
  • Learn the rules for commas, semi-colons, and other punctuation marks.
  • Know what plagiarism is, what it is not, and how to avoid it. 
  • Print out your work when you proofread. 

Some brief advice from me: read lots of good essays. It seems obvious but the more essays you read the more you will get an idea of how to write one well. You can even analyse them as you would with prose, try and see how they do what they do and apply it to your own essays. Recommendations below :–)

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Part Two to this Part One!

ITS FINALLY HERE! The much awaited second installment to the Merman!Bucky fic that was originally a drabble, then grew to become a series is finally updated haha! I’m truly sorry for making you all wait so long, I’ve been in a weird funk lately which is why none of my fics have been updated and why I’ve been pretty silent over messages! Forgive me? Anyway I hope you enjoy xx

{also this music vid was inspiration for this part xx}


Chapter II - Wet Sand, Dry Sand 

Something calls for you. 

The wind whispering through the open window washes over your hot skin, brushing sure fingers through your loose hair and kissing your sticky temple, pressing cool palms to your burning cheeks and caressing its invisible lips against your ears. There’s an elemental inhale and –

The world narrows then stills. 

Thick silence engulfs you, like your head slipping underwater; your eyes softly close at the esoteric sensation swirling in your chest – ink in water, magic in blood, staining your insides. Awakened by the touch of invisible tender fingers your soul floats to a place far away, below crashing waves and rocky cliffs, down down to secret depths of blue darkness. Only once you’ve reached this place, sense the yearning that throbs under the deceptive layer of quiet peace, only then does the wind sing it’s song to you.

Go to him, it lulls in your ears like waves lapping at the shore, Go to himGo to him…Come to me, the wind hushes now with a new twist in its tone, Come to me

From the clench of your heart you know that the voice the wind carries is his. Basking in the brilliant belonging of his call you open your eyes and know that your soul is no longer yours. You feel it, feel him, in the very core of your being. There’s an elemental inhale and –

You go to him.


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No Use Being Upset Over Them

       Request:  Can u do angst elijah + reader / mikaelson + reader where elijah left her for hayley? Shes been friends with mikaelsons for awhile now so the others r worried for ur mindset but they dont take anyone side cuz hayley is hope’s mother. Upset n wasted, you crashed mikaelson party n making a toast for elijah hayley. Then left. One of the mikaelson pursue u cuz they truly care for u. Make it as sad n heartbreaking as possible. Thanks in advance.      

Characters: The Mikaelsons, and Reader

Warnings: Angst, No humanity Reader, anger, etc.  

You were dumbfounded. You had been with Elijah for such a long time that you had never once thought that you would lose him to someone else. Much less Hayley, the girl that Klaus had gotten pregnant. You were suffocating in this house. You needed to get out. You knew that the others were worried for you because you had all been friends for years, but you also knew that because of Hayley being Hope’s mother, no one was going to choose sides.

You used your vampire speed to get out of the house without anyone stopping you. Although, they were all quite busy with the party planning so you doubted that they would have noticed much anyway. You were wondering the streets and all you could think about was Elijah and Hayley together and it was starting to get to you. You needed to find a way to make the pain stop. You were pondering on the how when the answer popped into your head. You could turn it off. The pain couldn’t bother you if you couldn’t feel it.

As soon as the idea occurred, you put it into action and the relief was immediate. Gone was the crushing pain, and the pining after a guy that clearly didn’t care about you. It almost made you giddy and you couldn’t help but let out a small giggle. Then another thought came to you. Why not go to the party? You could give a little toast to the happy couple and show them that you didn’t care. You found a nice outfit in the next store and made your way to the party. You waited for about half an hour before making your presence know.

“Tonight, really is a very special occasion. Why you ask? Because Elijah Mikaelson and Hayley Marshall have finally gotten together! That’s right, no more secret little touches and longing looks are going to be exchanged when they think no one is looking! Anyway, I just thought that I should congratulate the happy couple!” you smiled when everyone drank and in the next second you were gone. You had seen their faces though and you couldn’t be enjoying it more.

“Was all that really necessary darling?” you heard a familiar voice ask from behind you.

“Probably not, but it was fun,” you shrugged and smirked, turning to face Kol.

“I see you found out how to use that lovely feelings switch,” Kol sighed.

“I saw no reason not to. Why should I suffer just for those two?”

“Y/N, this isn’t you! This isn’t going to end well!”

“Don’t you get it Kol? I don’t care and you aren’t going to stop me!” you growled stepping closer to him.

“I’m not going to let you ruin yourself either!”

“Stay out of my way Kol or I’ll just start getting worse and it will be all your fault.”

“I’m begging you, don’t do this! Turn it on!” Kol begged tears starting to fall from his eyes.

“I. Don’t. Want. To.” You growled before speeding off into the night leaving Kol behind.

A/N: I really hope I did good with this!!

garrek  asked:

I was wondering how both Jon and Dany feeling for each other is different then what they felt for their past loves. Specifically Ygritte and Khal Drogo. Daario I think she cared for but not in love with so I don't think he counts.

That’s a really interesting question.

As with most things regarding Jon and Dany they share a parallel when it comes to their first relationships.

For Jon and Dany, falling in love with Ygritte and khal Deogo was almost an act of necessity. It was something neither really wanted but circumstances drove them in that direction and with time they both fell in love. Here is a brief description of their pas relationships.

Let’s begin with Dany whose relationship with khal Drogo we see first. She’s forced into marriage which isn’t out of the norm in her world, however, in her instance she’s sold off as a property. She has a very difficult start to her marriage. She finally hits rock bottom and contemplates suicide but after a prophetic dream she feel revitalized and decides to take matters into her own hand. She begins to take charge of her relationship with Drogo and with time finds herself in love with him.

In Jon’s case he became a prisoner to the Wildlings and Ygritte who was intrigued by him vouched for him. She was very aggressive in pursuing him, while Jon wanting to keep his vows tried hard to avoid her. Finally, Ygritte warned him that if they didn’t have sex, Mance would know he hadn’t truly abandoned the Night’s Watch. So, they began having sex and while he didn’t want to break his vows, he came to like Ygritte and as a normal 16 yearly boy (or 20 year old in the show) enjoyed having sex. With time he came to admire her and fell in love with her.

That’s a quick overview of Jon and Dany’s first love and how the relationships began. We see the common themes of these relationships being forced upon them at first, how both chose to engage in the relationship out of necessity and how eventually they came to admire and love their respective partners.

As for Jon and Dany’s relationship with each other, well, it begins very differently from their first relationships. First, there is not an imbalance of power between the two. Khal Drogo and Ygritte had power over Dany and Jon. Drogo was Dany’s husband and Ygritte was made in charge of Jon when he was a prisoner. When Jon and Dany meet, they meet as King and Queen.

Second, there is not necessity for a romantic relationship. It’s not necessary for the two to be involved in order to have an alliance. They can very well just be political allies, however, because they share so much in common this attracts them to one another.

Which brings me to the third point, their shared experiences and similarities. While they were raised worlds apart from one another both have grown up as outsiders who were never meant to inherit their family mantle, who were forced into positions of leadership at a young age, who have fought against the status quo, who have learned to embrace the differences in people and appreciate other for what they are. These conning values make them attracted to each other because they can finally relate to someone else. Both have felt incredibly lonely in their leadership and to suddenly find someone who can understand them like no other must be a great sign of relief.

The bottom line is that their relationship is one of equals. Something neither has experienced before. To have someone who understands you, whose personality compliments yours must be such a relief to them. This is the type of relationship that you come across once in a lifetime, if you’re lucky.

forest elves and minotaurs

a little something i wrote for @incaseyouart​‘s phan elf au ,, enjoy !!

summary: ((it’s literally just the verbal form of this post here)

words: 1.4k

t/w: none

((it starts a little slow but bare with aha)

Patrolling, as uneventful and inconceivably dull as it was, was probably the most exciting part of Dan’s week.

Which he supposed made his week pretty uneventful and inconceivably dull in itself

Patrolling alone was not particularly interesting at all. Dan had heard enough faeries tell him that their silvery glowing liquid was actually ‘a luminescent forest protection balm’ (instead of what Dan suspected it to be) to last him a few decent lifetimes. And it was just so boring, strolling around one godforsaken area of the forest for hours at a time. That wasn’t what made it interesting, though.

It was more the atmosphere of it all. 

The Darker Forest was the type of place to send shivers cascading down your spine. The breeze crawling through the fog and reaching out at the most unsuspected of moments. Grabbing onto your shoulders, cloaks, your hands, trying to tug you further into it’s depths. 

Dan lived for it. Understandable- it was to be expected of a Dark Elf.
Live in the darkness, and guard the Villages. The boring principles they were all forced to live by. Dan had strayed as far as he possible could from the stereotypes that basically governed them, opting to become a performer and the main storyteller of his village, instead of a guard or night-raiser. Yet, this month, he’d been forced into patrolling instead of performing.

The Council liked to do this sometimes, they didn’t see his storytelling as ‘contributing to their established world’, basically meaning it wasn’t a real job and he needed to pull his weight around the Village. Which he didn’t agree with in the slightest. People went batshit crazy without his stories to brighten up their days, but he guessed he needed somewhere to get his stories from- and if not the Sprite’s villages, the Darker Forest was the prefect place to find them.

Still, this job had nothing on the thrill of entertaining. The Darker Forest creeped him out, plus he was sure all the forest elves, and the river sprites and everyone else hated him for the patrolling and having to interact with everyone he came across. That was okay though, he hated it too. 

Dan stopped moving suddenly. He let out a stale breath, feeling the tree roots behind him slithering under his boots, coiling themselves around his ankles and winding up to his knees.

Crap.

He needed to move faster. The tree roots around these parts tended to do that if you stood in one spot for too long, Dan figured it had something to do with the faeries ‘luminescent forest protection balm’, doing it’s luminescent forest protecting.

He grabbed at his shoes, tugging the roots from where they had attached themselves to the buckles and trampling on them, breaking into a little jog. He could hear a humming from somewhere nearby, a soft little jingle that made the ominous darkness of the forest seem a little brighter. 

Then it all dimmed again, Dan realising that humming meant people and people meant interaction. Probably a Pixie- it was in their nature to sing and hum and be generally obnoxious. 

Dan moved through the trees as quietly as he could, Pixies tended to overreact and scream when they were surprised- a sequence that often led him into a lot of trouble.

As he drew closer to the sound, he realised it was not a Pixie. It was far too deep in comparison to their strange tinkle and, in Dan’s opinion, far too nice. Something nearby was casting a strange glow now, a greenish light emitting from in front of him, lighting a clear path towards the humming sound. The wind was strengthening and Dan shivered, hiding further into his thick black cloak. The trees blew wildly, leaves raining down from them like raindrops. The sky had begun to darken and the entire forest had that sort of scent like it was about to rain. Dan hated the rain. Too cold and miserable.

He peered through the trees, curious as to see the source of the light.
It definitely was not a Pixie. A boy- a forest elf, sat crouched over a tree. He was sort of strange-looking, dressed all in green, his feet wrapped in leaves and a shawl covered his shoulders, buttoned up with little leaf clasps. 

And he was glowing.

The glow, the greenish one that tinted all the trees and lit up the entire Darker Forest, was coming from this boy, emitting from his hands and face and through the leaves on his feet.

It made Dan stop and stare.

He didn’t quite understand what the boy was doing, he looked to be scavenging around for something at the base of a tree. His hands dug around in the dirt and his cloak shimmered as he moved his head.

Dan groaned. It pained him to have to interact with people, but the protocol basically forced him to ask questions to everyone he came across. This was why he hated patrol. 

“Who are you?” He demanded, marching over to the boy. The elf’s head whipped around quicker than a sprite running from trouble- a little too fast. Dan leapt back as the boy let out a squeal, tumbling to the ground. Falling backwards and jerking his head up to avoid landing on it, in a way that Dan could only describe as about as elegant as a giant sitting down too fast (which wasn’t a pretty sight, and Dan could tell you that from experience).

“Ah, sorry, you startled me!” The boy smiled widely, and Dan was almost intimidated by the sheer glow of cheerfulness in his grin, “My name is Phil!”

“Oh, uh sorry about that,” Dan mumbled, smiling back despite the mask that covered the bottom half of his face. “Here,” He offered a hand out to the boy to pull him up, and he took it gratefully. 

“Thank you,” Phil said.

“No problem. What are you doing in this forest anyways?” Dan chuckled, “It can be dangerous… for someone who literally glows.” He added, mumbling the last part under his breath.

“Well, I was trying to find a plant, but then this squirrel chased me! It was so determined? Maybe it knows there are bigger plans for me in this forest,” Phil rambled, Dan trying his best not to laugh.

“A squirrel? Are you actually kidding me?” Dan giggled, pulling his mask down a little, “But aren’t you like… a forest elf? And you’re scared of a little squirrel?”

Phil beamed, “I know- I’m just a bit weird,” He shrugged. This guy was a complete goofball and Dan couldn’t lie, he was a little worried he was going to get himself killed in the Darker Forest.

“Anyway the plant you were looking for… what was it called?” He tried to spark up a conversation, intrigued at the strange elf.

“Oh! It’s called Sanitas Medela. They grow at the bases of trees like this one,” Phil smiled, gesturing to the tall tree they stood under.


“Did you try looking all around?” Dan questioned.

“Ah, no.”

“I’ll be happy to help!” He offered. It beat patrolling any day.

Phil nodded gratefully, “That’d be amazing.”

Dan pulled his mask back up, following Phil as they began to hunt through the trees, Phil stopping to admire a particular leaf every few seconds.

“Look at this one!” He exclaimed, “The patterning is exquisite!” Dan giggled at Phil’s use of ‘exquisite’ to describe a leaf, and he glanced at the tree.


“It’s, uh, nice.” It was really just a leaf. A very average leaf.

“I know! Beautiful.” Phil smiled, plucking it from the tree and shoving it into his bag. “I think we’re nearby a grove of the tree the Sanitas Medela grows under- we should be able to find one there.”

“Perfect!” Dan smiled.

Phil had begun to talk again as they walked, but stopped mid-sentence, “But I don’t think it’s necessary- that’s one there!” Phil yelled excitedly, rushing to grab the small plant. It was a little underwhelming, Dan had to be honest. Basically just a green stick with some red dots at the end. Nothing special.

“That’s so lucky- these are rare,” Phil seemed so content that Dan couldn’t help but beam, “Thanks for your help…uh…”


“Oh, it’s Howell- but you can call me Dan I guess!” He said, pulling the hood of his cloak down and the mask along with it.

“Nice to meet you, Dan!”


“So, uh, what’s the plant for anyways?”

“It’s one of the best for healing the body,” Phil smiled down at it.

“Are you sick?” Dan questioned, feeling sick to his stomach with worry.

“Not me, but my-“ Phil stopped. His ears perked up at a noise from far away. A low growl, followed by the a cracking sound. Branches snapping. “Uh- what’s that,” He whispered nervously, fear forming in his eyes as he stared, scared, at Dan.

They both turned around. The beast stood, snuffling in the shadows, hidden partly by the trees. It’s great bull-like face showed no emotion but anger, and it’s eyes glowed a sinister red.

“Minotaur.” Dan said shortly, his fingers reaching down to grasp his dagger.

this was originally posted on reddit, then shared on gallifreybase - an insight into moffat’s writing process, which i found quite fascinating (especially considering how lowly [?] people think of the effort he puts into his scripts)

“Production Notes for Doctor Who Magazine #514: The Last Time Round - Steven Moffat tells us what happened the day he sent in his final script for Doctor Who

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