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One and Only pt. 5 (final)

Prompt: You need a little bit of T.L.C. after being shot on a mission and that includes a new roommate. You have a massive crush on him and he’s clueless.

Pairings: Steve Rogers x Reader

Word Count: 1,111

Warnings: just super fluffy, per usual

A/N: and we have come to the end! i know it was short but that’s okay. it was fluffly and cute and nice (:

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Originally posted by imultifandomstuff

The few days without Steve were hard, harder than you expected. But because of your pride, you tried to do things as you normally would, as if you weren’t still injured. But you struggled. And because of that, you made the couch your bed and ordered takeout for every meal. Netflix was your best friend. You’d watched too many movies to count. You’d downloaded way too many apps on your phone to pass the time without him, without any interaction.

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Tonight, I blew a 9 year old’s mind.

I was playing Overwatch on mic and this kid starts talking to me. He sounded lonely. So we chat as we play. He asks me to guess his age and I go with 13. He tells me he’s 9 (Note: Kid’s parents? You’re doing a shit job of parenting. Thankfully I’m not some weirdo pervert).

Then he tries to guess mine. He starts at 10. I tell him he’s off by a lot. This makes him guess 13. Nope. 16? 17? 18? 19? Nope. Finally he asks and I tell him I’m 30. ‘Cause I am.

Cue first mindfreak. “You’re 30?! Thirty year olds play Overwatch?! I thought everyone was like 19 or 20!”

I tell him, yes, we’re there. We’re just often not on mic (at least not in quickplay).

The young man gets suspicious. “You sound like you’re 10.”

“Well, that’s probably because I’m a lady.” (Note: I actually have a pretty low voice for a woman but w/e)

Cue mindfreak 2. “You’re a girl!? And you play Overwatch? You’re a 30 year old girl who plays Overwatch!?”

I tell him yep. Yep I am.

“Do you have a job?”

“Yes, I work at a university. In fact, part of what I study is video games.”

“They make you study video games?”

“Well, I chose to study video games.”

After this I was The Coolest Person Ever. And we played Overwatch together until his mom made him go to bed.

And I’m kinda hoping this experience might stick with him. 'Cause two very important concepts were introduced to him tonight. 1) It’s ok for you to still have fun and like what you like when you get older. 2) Ladies play video games. And are University teachers. And study video games. Ladies can do what they want and be good at it. And it’s not weird at all.

anonymous asked:

Question: I was planning to be a nurse and since your studying to be a nurse, Are there any tips you can give when it comes to studying or any idea what I get myself into when it comes to nursing? p.s love your art btw 😊

I don’t know how studying works for you but for me, I have to be extremely strict when it comes to distractions. Meaning no social media, no games, no noises.

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About study places: DO NOT STUDY AT HOME. Distractions are everywhere and home is the most comfortable place to procrastinate (yep, that includes napping). Make sure you go somewhere quiet…like the library. I guess cafes might help some people but the noise is too distracting for me.

If it’s a textbook heavy class, re-read the material over and over again. You cannot expect yourself to remember everything in one reading.

According to one of my professors, “Treat your textbook like a marriage vow. If you cannot recite it without looking at your notes, you’ve already failed.”

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On another note…Nursing…is incredibly difficult and stressful. If you’re not good at Bio courses, Chemistry and Organic Chemistry, you’re gonna have a hard time.

(Organic Chemistry was my worst subject but I studied my ass off to get an A-/91 so if I can do it, you can too. Just takes a lot of hard work and no social life)

So if you want to get into that major, good luck

Here We Go Again (Harrison Osterfield)

Originally posted by hazosterfield

Pairing: Harrison Osterfield x Reader, Tom Holland x Reader (briefly)

Warning: None

Summary: Harrison and Y/n were best friends as children before life pulled them apart as teens and though Y/n dated Harrison’s friend, they still didn’t really cross paths until they see one another again in New York.

Author: Dizzy

A/N: This fluffy fic was requested by an anon who asked, “Can I request a fluffy Harrison imagine where you knew each other as children but grew apart and you meet again years later and he asks to see you again? How reader and him meet is up to you. Thanks!”

Masterlist Request Any Of These


Age 9:

You ran through your neighborhood streets, squealing as Harrison chased you.

“Tag! You’re it!” He hollered triumphantly, placing a hand on your back.

“Aw, man! No fair!” You cried.

“It’s so fair, slowpoke!” Harrison squealed before running off.

You chased after him, yelling at him to slow down so you could tag him. You finally caught up to him and tackled him to the ground in a heap of giggles.

“I can’t breathe!” Harrison said with a groan.

“Sorry!” You laughed, rolling off of him so that you two were laying side by side.

“Do you think we’ll be friends forever?” He asked you.

You looked at him with a smile. “Of course! You’re my best friend.”

“You’re my best friend too.” Harrison said. “I think one day I’ll marry you so we can be best friends forever.”

You grinned at the sound of marriage, like other little kids, you dreamed of being an adult, getting married and playing house.

“Do you really mean that, Haz?”

“Of course! I wanna marry you when I’m grown up.”

“I wanna marry you, too.”

Age 16:

You watched as Harrison laughed with his new girlfriend in the hallway of your school, sighing softly. You two had grown apartment since you were nine, ever since you two grew into different interests and friends.

The only thing that had you two close to one another was your boyfriend and his best friend, Tom. But, you three never hung out together, nor did you talk to him at the parties you both went to.

Harrison looked at you and smiled before he looked back at his girlfriend.

You smiled back before holding your books close to your chest and wondered if he also thought about the promises you both made when you were young.

And that was the last time you saw Harrison for a few years, since you moved away the next day.

Age 20:

You sighed as you stood on the street corner, watched the light to tell you you could cross the street and put your headphones in.

You had moved to New York City when you were sixteen and hadn’t moved since, not even for school. You had been debating on going back home to England to finish schooling so that you could be closer to your family, but you were still unsure.

You cheered quietly as the long light changed and you hurried across the street to the Starbucks on the corner, hoping to get your coffee before going to your early morning class.

The smells of coffee and the quiet sound of music made you feel at peace, a different mood than when you were outside in the street. You smiled at your friend who worked behind the counter and got your usual.

“You’ll never guess who’s here.” Your friend smiled as she handed you your coffee.

You took the cup gratefully and took a sip. “Who’s here, Trisha?”

Trisha pointed to someone behind you, causing you to turn around.

“No way.” You mumbled under your breath.

In front of you sat Tom and Harrison, your two old friends. You took in a deep and shaky breath before walking up to the two boys you hadn’t seen in years.

“Tommy? Haz?” You asked, standing next to their table. “What are you guys doing here?”

“Y/N.” Tom was the first to say your name before he stood up and enveloped you in a hug. “Oh my god, I haven’t seen you in years.”

You hugged back and laughed. “I know. It’s been too long. I’m so sorry I never stayed in touch like we promised. Things got hectic for me.”

Tom pulled away and smiled at you. “It’s quite alright, Y/N. Things got busy for me too.”

“I know! I heard about your part in Spider-man. Congrats, by the way. I know how much you’ve dreamed of something like this.” You said before hugging him again. “Oh, I’m so proud of you.”

“Well, have a seat with us. If you don’t have anywhere to be.” Tom invited.

You took a glance at your watch. “I have about an hour before I have to be in class, so I’d love to join you.”

You took a seat as Tom smiled at you. You two had to break up due to your big move, but that didn’t mean you guys weren’t friends afterwards, even if you drifted apart.

“Class?” Harrison asked. “What are you studying?”

“Oh, I’m a med student at a university in town.” You explained. “Being a doctor’s always been a dream of mine and I thought I’d actually do it.”

“Wow.”

“Yep. Things have been busy. How have you been, Haz? I don’t think we’ve seen each other in forever.”

“Well, I’m traveling the world with Tom and working on my acting career.”

“Oh, really? That’s great.” You smiled, feeling as if things with the boys were falling back into place as they did when you were young.

After two coffees and an hour later, you had to leave, even though the two boys (mostly Harrison) had begged you to stay with them and chat some more.

“I’ll talk to you guys later.” You said as you stood up. “Hell, I’ll call you tonight if you want me to.”

Tom agreed before you said your goodbyes and made your way to the door and out the coffee shop.

“Hey, Y/N, wait up!” Harrison’s voice caused you to stop in your tracks.

He rushed up to where you were standing and caught his breath.

“Can I see you again? Without Tom? We’re in town for a few more weeks, so I was wondering if you’d want to go out sometime?” He rushed out.

You smiled, your heart swelling in your chest.

“Of course. I’d love that.”

Reptilicus

I defy you to find something in this movie that doesn’t qualify it for MST3K.  Giant lizardy monster?  Check.  A musical number that has nothing to do with the plot?  We have that.  Actors who appear to be dubbed despite also appearing to speak English?  The entire cast!  Black and white footage tinted blue in an effort to make it look like it belongs in a colour movie?  You betcha!  Wooden acting?  Beakers of kool-aid standing in for SCIENCE? Foreigners pretending to be Americans?  Toy boats?  Yep, Reptilicus has it all, wrapped up in a bright technicolour package by out old friend, American International Pictures!

It seems tailor-made for the show, and Joel apparently agrees.  I wrote most of this review before I found out that Reptilicus was slated to be the Season 11 debut, and now I’m looking forward to seeing how many of my predictions here come true when the episode hits Netflix on Friday.

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Too Late Pt.1 (Usnavi x Reader)

Word Count:3,023

Warnings: Alcohol, Swears, Angst

Authors Note: I’m pretty sure the person who requested this wanted fluff, but apparently I couldn’t do that. The first part of it is fluff so you can read that and then check out my other fluffy Usnavi Imagine here if you want ITH fluff. I got carried away in the angst. Sorry anon if it was not what you were looking for! Also sorry this took so long to upload. I had no idea where this story was going to go, so I just let it happen all in one sitting, which is why the angst happened. Let me know if you guys want a part two!! LOVE YOU GUYS, AND BE SURE TO GIVE ME FEEDBACK

Request: Hey can I request a Usnavi x Reader and y/n moved there from France and is constantly flustered around her and begs Benny and Sonny for help

Manhattan was not the cheapest place to live… Heck it was more expensive than anything you owned for a small closet sized apartment. This was why you had settled for a much more reasonable location. Washington Heights. It was just uptown, and a beautiful neighborhood recommended by Google. You didn’t know why you had to fall in love with New York, one of the most expensive places to live, but you couldn’t deny your heart. Visiting New York once when you were a child, you had been planning your trip back into the city the day you left it. It was so different from France. Everyone was in a hurry, minding their own business. Something you wanted but never had growing up in a small town in France. Deep down you knew New York would love you too.

The taxi dropped you off in front of your new apartment complex. You didn’t bring much, only what you could bring in a suitcase looking for a fresh start. Dragging your suitcase to the elevator you rode to the 5th floor. Once inside your new apartment, your stomach growled loudly. You had forgotten that you hadn’t eaten since the plane ride. Looking outside your window, you saw a small corner store, and because you were on a budget you knew you would have to live off of cup noodles and chips for a while. You headed to the bathroom to see how you looked after a 7 hour flight. ‘Not too shabby’ you thought. Opening your purse, you pulled out a silk square scarf tying it around your neck and adjusting it so that the knot was facing the side. One thing you would miss about France was the fashion. You had saved up a full summer’s work paycheck to buy the scarf you had been eyeing at a French boutique. Pulling on your oversized sunglasses, you left for the corner store.

Usnavi was busy cleaning the counter as you walked in barely looking at you to greet you. Heading to where the noodles were, you put a bunch in the basket along with some chips and bottles of water. You made your way through the store eventually reaching the register. “That’s going to be $25.10” Usnavi said punching numbers into the cash register. You handed him a twenty and a five. Frantically searching to see if you had a dime on you. Noticing what you were doing, Usnavi looked at you and gave a sincere smile. “Hey, 10 cents on me” he said winking. You looked up at him, relief flooding over you. “Thank you so much” you said with your thick French accent which took Usnavi by surprise. “You’re new here, aren’t you?” he said making small talk. “That obvious huh?” you said slightly giggling. You pushed your sunglasses to your head. Usnavi froze, taking in your face. You were the most beautiful person he had ever seen. “Are you ok?” you asked waving a hand in front of his face. He snapped out of it flustered. “Umm- uh- yeah-” he said, face turning red. “Thanks for the 10 cents” you said heading for the door. “WAIT!” he practically jumped over the counter trying to stop you. Surprised you stopped mid step turning around. ‘Shoot’ Usnavi thought as he realized he hadn’t thought this through. “Want some coffee?” he asked as his safety question. “Um, I literally didn’t have 10 cents, I don’t think I can pay for a coffee.” you said laughing. “It’s on the house” Usnavi said desperately. “Can’t turn down free coffee” you said heading back to the register.  He poured a full cup of his famous coffee “I’m Usnavi by the way” He said sticking out his hand, knocking over the cup. The brown liquid went flying landing on your face, clothes, and scarf. The hot liquid burned as you yelped.”Merde!” (Shit) “OH MY GOD” Usnavi said handing you napkins. You pulled off your scarf to see the damage done. It was quite bad. Usnavi watched you look at your scarf, face falling every time you found a brown spot.”I’m sorry…” he said wanting your name. “Y/N” you said bitterly turning around to leave the store. “Let be help” he said chasing after you. “I think you’ve done quite enough.” You said leaving him to look at you helplessly.

“Yoooo, have you seen the new chick?” Benny asked Usnavi walking in for his regular break. Before Usnavi could reply Sonny showed up from the back room. “YES, and she’s so hot!” Sonny said giving a pat on Usnavi’s back. “Awe, why so speechless cous?” He asked noticing Usnavi glancing away. “You’ve seen her right?” Benny asked biting into his milky way. “Yes, I’ve seen her, actually I’ve talked to her too.” Usnavi said trying to forget what had happened. “And let me guess, you got flustered and embarrassed yourself in front of her.” Sonny said in a joking manner. “Actually I spilled coffee all over her…” Usnavi said rubbing the back of his neck. “What!?” Benny yelped, chuckling. Usnavi turned red all over again, reminiscing the incident. You hadn’t showed up back at the bodega. And it definitely was not on accident. “Yeah, she came on her first day here…” Usnavi began before he was cut off by Sonny. “And you spilt coffee on her? Wow good first impression” he said snickering to himself. Usnavi hopelessly looked at the counter. “You like her don’t you.” Benny said studying Usnavi’s body language. “Wha-what- no” Usnavi managed to stutter out. “Yep he totally does” Sonny replied for Usnavi. “Ok, maybe I do, but it’s better to just move on because I highly doubt she’ll even want to talk to me after I spill coffee on her” Usnavi mumbled.  “Dude, we’ll help you. But then again when have we not helped you get girls?” Benny said. “You can try, but Y/N’s a tough cookie.” Usnavi said finally looking up from the counter with a spark of hope. You quickly crushed that spark.  

“Ok, so all you gotta do is ask for her number casually.” Benny addressed as he and Usnavi spotted you outside of the salon. Before Usnavi had a say, Benny pushed Usnavi out of the bodega. When you saw him, you couldn’t help but roll your eyes. “Um, Hey Y/N” he said hesitantly. You ignored him and continued walking. “I was wondering if I could get your number”. You turned around and spoke to him only to make things clear. “Listen Usnavi, if I don’t want to talk to you in real life, I highly doubt I will want to talk to you on the phone.” You regretted the words as soon as they came out of your mouth, but it was too late. The look on his face made you want to take it back, and apologize for being such a bitch. You wished you could start over with Usnavi. The truth was you weren’t all that upset at Usnavi, you had a tough week, and it got the best of your emotions. It turns out, living in New York is definitely not as glamorous as you had hoped. You had countless numbers of interviews, but no job. You had been scraping together money just so you could afford your apartment and food. Usnavi began to walk away, not knowing why you shut him out so quickly after countless apologies and attempts to rekindle even a friendly nature. You almost called after him but didn’t when you realized you were crying.

It had been a month, and it was the loneliest month you had ever encountered in your entire life. You had no friends, not one. Not even a person to talk to. Most days you just moped around in your apartment lying on your air mattress. To top it all off you were given a visit from your landlord. “Ms. Y/L/N, I’m afraid to tell you that you’re already behind on your payments. If you can not pay today I will have to kick you out.” you felt as if someone had shattered your dreams. “No, please, sir I will pay as soon as I get my job…” You started before he cut you off. “Yes you will, and I will give you back the apartment, but I’m sorry to tell you that you will not be able to reside here until then.” he simply stated before walking out, not giving you a chance to argue back. You crumpled to the floor curling up into a ball. You had to go back home now.

You began to pack your suitcase again when there was a knock on the door. You were greeted by a young boy with cargo shorts and a sideways baseball cap. “Hey, I’m Sonny.” He said smiling. “Um, Hello?” you said unsure as to why he was there. “So I see you’re new to the neighborhood, first Fridays of the month are club nights and the whole barrio is coming, you should come.” he said enthusiastically. You laughed and politely declined the offer saying you had important matters to do. Sonny however would not give up. He was (obviously) set up to do so by Benny, who was tired of seeing Usnavi mope around. “Aw, come on Y/N it’s gonna be so much fun! You’ll get to meet the barrio, and drinks will be on us.” he said wiggling his eyebrows. You finally caved responding to Sonny. “Can’t turn down free drinks.” you said slightly smiling. Maybe if you drank enough you could forget you were letting go of your dreams.

You put on a casual black dress before packing everything into your suitcase. You had bought a ticket back to France for the next morning. You looked around your apartment for your heels before remembering you had packed them back into your bag. The only shoes you had were converse. You mentally face palmed yourself for not thinking this through, but your laziness got the best of you as you just settled for the converse. You grabbed your purse and headed to the club. “Is Y/N wearing converse with her dress?” Sonny whispered to Usnavi. “Damnnn.” was all Benny had to say. You sat alone at the bar, looking around for someone to start a conversation with when Sonny walked up to you with a shot in this hand. You gratefully took it and drank it before he could start talking. “Someone’s eager” Sonny teased before you gave him a light push on the arm. It was your last night in New York, might as well make the best of it. You had a couple more shots, but decided to cut yourself short because you did not want a hangover on your flight. You began to make your way onto the dancefloor. Usnavi watched you as you began to sway your hips to the music. He sighed before looking into his beer. “Usnavi, you’d better go get her. Sonny managed to get here here.” Benny said to him nudging his side. Usnavi looked back to you, you were on your phone walking and a bartender with a tray of drinks was walking backwards. “Watch out!” he yelled as he rushed over to you and pushing you aside. A loud noise confirmed the collision. You looked up at Usnavi from the floor and he was covered in multiple red fruity drinks. He darted his eyes away from you hurrying to get out of the club. He had come to charm you, but now he was drenched in alcohol and extremely embarrassed. He made it outside when you called after him. “Usnavi.” you said running out to catch up with him. Your voice gentle and soft. He hadn’t heard you talk since the beginning of that month. He stopped but didn’t turn around. You carefully reached for his hand and tugged on it so he would face you. “I’m sorry” you blurted at the same time he did. “What?” he said confused. You swallowed you ego and started talking. “I’m sorry I’ve been so mean to you Usnavi, what you did was an accident. I should have let it go… I’ve just had a really bad week, and I had no one to talk to… I’m sorry I’ve been a bitch, you uh- won’t have to worry about me anymore.” you said turning around so he wouldn’t see the tear that slipped from your eye. “Y/N” he said in the silence processing everything that had been thrown on him. You turned to walk to your apartment before Usnavi stepped in front of you. “You can talk to me.” he said. “I think it’s a little too late for that” you whispered into the dark night. “It’s never too late, come home with me” he said back just as quietly. You glanced up at him, the moonlight complimenting his handsome features. He looked to you and caught you staring. You blushed and tried to hide your face. He brought a finger to your chin and brought your face so it was close to his. “Please” he said. And with that you couldn’t say no.

You arrived to his apartment building and looked around. It was small studio but cozy nonetheless. You set your purse on his table and took a seat on the sofa. He put his keys in a basket and headed over to the dresser. He pulled out a shirt and started to unbutton his button down that was drenched in the sticky drink. You caught a glimpse before you blushed red to your ears and turned away. After he had changed he walked over to the sofa. “What happened Y/N?” he asked, his sincere eyes made you lose it. You began to cry softly, and curl into a ball. He hesitantly wrapped an arm around you holding you tight. “I failed.” you managed to get out between sobs. “What do you mean Y/N?” Usnavi asked. In his eyes you were everything but a failure. You were perfect. “I came here to find a job, I have been to so many interviews every day, and yet no job. I’m going back to France tomorrow. No one wants me anyways.” you said still in his arms. “I want you.” he said. Even he was surprised he had said that. As you slowly looked up to him. His dark eyes were burning a hole through you. He would make it harder for you to leave. “Don’t” you said turning away. “It’s true Y/N. I want you. I want you now, and I’ve always wanted you. You can’t tell me you have no one to talk to when I’m here. I’ve always been here for you. You need to stop pushing people away.” He said, his voice gradually increasing. He got up, and began to pace the room. You got up after him, you had never seen him so worked up. “Please don’t make this harder for me than it already is.” you said trying to get him to face you. “It’s too late” you said. “IT’S NEVER TOO LATE. STOP SAYING IT’S TOO LATE Y/N.” He raised his voice at you. Before you could say anything he leaned forwards to capture your lips on his. You didn’t know if you had always liked him or if it was the alcohol, but you kissed him back with just as much force. He backed you up into the wall before parting to get air. You were panting heavily, Usnavi’s face was only a couple inches away. You had realized what you’d done and quickly wiggled out of his hold. Usnavi finally coming to his senses also realized what he’d done. “I should get going.” you said awkwardly. You were expecting him to say that you should but he surprised you. “Sleep over Y/N.” he said. You surprised yourself once more by saying yes.

He gave you one of his shirts to sleep in, and you gladly accepted it, ready to get out of your dress. When you got out of the bathroom he had put a pillow on the couch and you headed for it ready to pass out. “You’re not sleeping on the couch.” he said laughing. “Quelle?”(What?) you said. “You get the bed, you’re the guest after all.” he said sheepishly, returning back to his adorably awkward personality. “Are you sure?” you asked again although you wouldn’t mind sleeping on the bed as you hadn’t slept on an actual bed in a month. “I insist” he replied leading you to the bed. He sat on the corner as you got under the covers. “Just wake me up if you need anything.” he said turning away to go back on the sofa. “Stay with me.” you said. His head snapped back so quickly you could have thought he broke his neck. You giggled at his response. “What?” he asked still not sure if you had really asked him to stay. “Stay with me.” you said again with a bit more confidence. He awkwardly got under the covers with you, and you quickly fell asleep. You woke up a few hours into your sleep to find yourself being cuddled by Usnavi. You fell back asleep with a smile on your face.

The next morning Usnavi woke up expecting to see you sound asleep next to him, except that you weren’t you were on your flight to France. You boarded the plane and opened your purse from the previous night to find a scarf neatly lying on top of all the items in your bag. It was a beautiful silk square scarf, vibrant with colors that reminded you of the spring. On it was a post it note:

I bought this after I ruined your first scarf, I just never had the guts to give it to you. I figured if I had the guts to kiss you, I should have the guts to give this to you.

-Usnavi

P.s. It’s never too late.

A tear fell from your eye onto the scarf. It was never too late, but it was now. You had realized you made a mistake…

Reward Enough

Originally posted by avengers-of-mirkwood

For @meganlpie

Today was the day of your final exam with Dale University. It was getting next to your nerves, and it was really showing. The Company did everything they could to help you but to no avail. You spent countless hours away from the group studying and preparing. Kili and Fili begged you to step away from the book. They finally went to their uncle, and he knew exactly what to do.

Thorin searched high and low for you, and found you in the library skimming over a book covering the history of Dale. He knew today’s exam was really bothering you.

  “Last minute studying?” He smiled, proud of what a hard worker you were.

  “Yep. I have to be in that stuffy classroom in an hour and I want to cram as much information in my brain as I possibly can.” You replied with haste.

He sighed and placed his hand on yours gently. “Y/N, stop fretting. You know I hate it when you do.” He paused and continued. “If you do well today, I will plan something special for you. Is that the kind of motivation you need?”

You gulped and nodded, knowing that he’d plan something special regardless of your results on the test.

That evening, Thorin saw you running towards the mountain with a grin on your face. The first thing you did when you entered the front hall was slam your notebook in his hands.

  “Look at it!” You demanded. “Just…LOOK!”

He cocked his brow and opened it to the first page, to see that you had made a full mark. “You’ve done remarkably well Y/N. Congratulations.” He then instructed Dwalin to ring the bell for supper. “I’ve got a surprise for you.”

He led you to the dining hall where all the dwarves were gathered, and the first thing you saw was a giant plate in the middle of the table with your favorite food. Cakes, comfort foods, and your seat was next to the king.

  “Is this to your liking Y/N?” Thorin looked at you hopefully.

  “Showing you my results was reward enough, but this…this is perfect. Thank you Thorin.” You hugged him and enjoyed the rest of the night with the silly bunch you called your family.

anonymous asked:

Not sure if you've answered this, but can you give some advice on LSAT studying? What was your first practice test score vs what score did you actually end up with on the real deal? How many hours did you study/practice tests you take? What should a new LSAT studier be preparing for/know now as they are just starting to study? Thanks in advanced! :)

Yep! First of all, DO NOT USE Kaplan/Princeton/etc or any of those study books. It’s general consensus that they’re incredibly subpar when it comes to studying for the LSAT. Use Manhattan LSAT bundle (what I used) or the Powerscore Bibles. These books rock. I first went through the Manhattan LSAT bundles. Then I did the Cambridge LSAT drill packets which breaks the questions into type and difficulty. It helps you realize what you’re bad at (aka maybe you’re particularly poor at Logical Reasoning Paradox questions). I did both these and practice tests at the same time.

All in all, I did 17 full-length timed practice tests, plus another 20+ as drill packets. My overall studying was probably ~200+ hours over 5 months. My first timed test was a 162 without studying. I ended up in the high 170’s. Getting over 170 is the bump that takes awhile. It was definitely worth putting in the effort - high scores are what get you the good scholarships and admissions.

Also, I suggest taking it easy the two weeks before the exam or you’ll burn yourself out. At that point another couple hours of studying shouldn’t make any difference. It takes awhile, I’m confident that many people can get a 170+ if they put in the effort. It’s a very study-able test.

Also good (free) websites: lsatqa.com and top-law-schools.com

http://7sage.com/logic-game-explanations/ - free video explanations to every logic game!

Chapter One: “Adulting”

NOTES: This is my first Monsta X fanfiction ever, and first Fanfiction in a VERY long time. I’m way our of practice, this is also a work in progress, Here’s chapter one, I hope you like it. It does start slow I know.

WARNINGS: None as of right now. 

                                                    ~Wonho(e)

Next Chapter: “Bridge Troll”


“Ah, Shit!” I hissed. I must be secretly doomed, at least when to comes to cooking myself something to eat. “Well, there’s another burn to add to the list.” I looked at my already blistering hand. Look, no one said it’d be easy living on my own. But all I do is work, study, and sleep. I hardly have time to eat, and when I do- this happens.
“Yep, Doomed.” I finally decided.
My phone began to buzz on the counter, because, what better time to call. I reached for my phone as I used the other hand to turn on the cold water.
Oh, crap. I thought as I read the caller ID. “Hi, Mom!” I said a little too eagerly as I picked up. Obviously fake. “Uh-oh. I know that sound,” she paused and I deadpanned; “that’s the sound of adulting being hard, isn’t it?” she said knowing damn well what I was trying to cover. I just sighed, no use in lying. “Yeah… Burnt myself while cooking, again.” I said the last bit quietly.
I didn’t like not being kitchen savvy, but I was always like this. Even when I lived at home. Burning myself was a normal occurrence. “Well, are you okay? Are you running your hand under cold water?” she asked- as I stuck my hand under the cold stream. “Ah, ouch- shhiiittt. This one’s a doozy,” I couldn’t keep the burn directly under the water- the cold made it feel like it was still being scalded, “and my hand is under the water now, but it’s not really helping.” I ignored the first question.
Why? Well, I was beyond stressed. Between work, college, and trying to keep a steady schedule for eating, sleeping, bathing, and maintaining somewhat of a social life- I was losing my mind. I hadn’t even been out of my parent’s house three years, and I was damned to keep my twenty-four-year-old ass out of their house.
Plus, it’s not like I could easily just up and go home, not that I’d want to. Don’t get me wrong- I love my family. But there comes an age when you’re parents no longer seem like parents. They seem like controlling roommates. Three adults fighting for the upper hand, all demanding the exact type of respect, but none willing to back down and bow first.
“Honey,” she started. “Mom please don’t get emotional and tell me to just come home, cause I can’t. You and I both know that. I needed out. I need to get this damned degree and do it alone.” I said getting frustrated with myself. She sighed. “As I was going to say. You’ve got this.” I felt stupid. I pinched the bridge of my nose and willed the tears to not even tempt me. I’ve had enough of 3 am sobbing fits and angry bursts over a sock not coming off as fast as I wish it would. “Sorry…” My voice was small, but she heard me. She knew this was as hard for me as it was for her.
"The reason I called is actually, um…” she sounded smitten- My tears no longer pricked at my waterline, I was suddenly very aware of the shit I could have either left behind, an old boyfriend or God forbid- friends?!
I know that sounds weird, but when I moved, I kinda didn’t tell anyone. Well aside from my family. My friends back home weren’t exactly; well, they were shit people that I tolerated for the sake of being lonely.
“Oh, then?” I let a nervous chuckle. She laughed- “It’s not for anything bad,” I felt a ton of bricks leave my shoulders. “It’s actually something that came in the mail for you today. I haven’t opened it.” she paused- I was starting to feel those bricks being added on one by one again. “It’s from Korea.” she said finally, bricks tumbled off again. “Ooookay? Who’s it from?” I dried my hand off carefully slightly hissing as I did. Damn, that’s worse than I thought. I thought to myself inspecting my hand.
“Well- it’s in Korean. I can send a photo of it quick?” she suggested, “Yeah, do that.” I finished wiping up the spilled broth and gave up. My phone vibrated under my ear, slightly startling me. “I just got it, hang on-” glancing at the photo; my heart stopped. “Mom, will you please overnight that to me tomorrow!?” I practically pushed my lips through the phone into her ear.
“Well, yes- but who’s it from?” she challenged. My guts twisted, I couldn’t just tell her. It’s far more complicated than that. “It’s a friend I met while I was in Korea- I told them to write me if they ever need something. So it’s really important mom!” She didn’t dig any further. She knew I was hiding something- and I was grateful she just left it as is.  

Let’s Talk with Aoyama Gosho-sensei DAY 2017

Kind of remade. Added some stuff, there’s a new question about Yukiko and Ran, but mostly the information is the same. 


Q: Did Ai-chan drank the same medicine that Conan did?
A: The medicine Ai-chan drunk is the same? The same. The same, right? :)
TN: That was omitted and that is a really STRONG nuance that should remain.

Q: Before official Conan April Movie, er-r… Momiji-chan. Momiji-chan in Sunday manga… Will she appear before the movie?
A: A~ Before the official release of the movie? I have a feeling she’ll appear at the same time when the movie will be presented to public… Sorry if I lied.

Q: Who do you want to become from your characters?
A: My characters? E~ Hmm… Some time ago Conan-kun…. I wanted to be Conan-kun to enter the bath with Ran-chan. What about now, huh… Well, the same. I want to bathe with Ran-chan.

Q: Ran said in the first movie that ‘Shinichi and I were born in May, so we are both Taurus’. Is this true in manga?
A: Aaa? Eh? Taurus? Was it like this? Hahaha. Eh… Ran-chan? Ran-chan’s birthday is not decided… Yet. Aa. Do you want me to make her Taurus? I’ll try to make my best of it.

Q: Driving a conversation a little from Conan, Aoyama-sensei loves Giants’ Sakamoto-senshu(Sakamoto Hayato), and previously you stated that he will appear in Conan if he will make 30 home runs, he didn’t, but still has a great playing record, will he appear in Conan?
A: Haaa~ Yes-yes-yes. Well… I want him to appear. But that’s sad… It will depend on Sakamoto-senshu himself.

Q: Err… Did the girl in the movie (Curacao) really died?
A: Eh? (Audience: Curacao!) Curacao..? Aa… Curacao… Yes-yes. She died. Perished.
Audience: I love her, maybe she did survive?
A: She didn’t.

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Allergy Season

Request: Could you do a super fluffy imagine of Frank where y/n is sick?

It’s that time of the year again, allergy season. As pollen coated the air, a cold hit me like a brick wall. When my allergies began to work on me, Frank hovered over me like a hawk. He wouldn’t let me leave my room, insisting he’ll take care of what ever I needed and it wasn’t a big deal at all. “Frank, it’s okay. I can do it-”

“No no no, I got it. Just stay in bed, your feeling warmer today than yesterday” The thermostat beeped, Frank studied the results and frowned. “Yep, I was right. Your 102 today. Do you feel better at all”

“I feel Frank, really” I wheezed out, my throat still hasn’t recovered.

“Because you sound sooo much better” He chuckled, brushing the hair out of my face to kiss my nose. “I better go get the medicine, try to get some sleep while i’m gone”


After 45 minutes of flipping through channels, I heard the front door open along with the shuffling of plastic bags. Frank walked in the room quietly, trying to hold multiple bags at once. “Frankiiiiie…” I whined, making him jump.

“Jesus christ y/n, I thought you were sleeping” He giggled bashfully, still clutching his chest.

“I’m sorry, what did you get? That’s a shit ton of medicine”

“Yep, I cleaned out the whole pharmacy” He laughed when I raised an eyebrow at him. “I got some stuff I thought would make you feel better. Some ice cream, bath beads, movies, etc. Even all of your dumb chick flicks” I gasped dramatically, putting my hand on his shoulder.

“You got…the rom coms”

“Every cheesy rom com at WalMart” 

“Aw Frankie, you do love me”

“If I knew stupid, sappy movies were the key to your heart, I would have bought these months ago when I was stuck in the friendzone” 

“Oh yeah, cause I would have banged you instantly. If only you would have bought them sooner”

“Hahaha you’re so funny” Frank smirked, setting the gifts aside to lay down next to me. I shivered, his skin felt ice cold against mine. I nuzzled my head deeper into his jacket, feeling sleep beginning to creep up on me. He kissed the top of my head. “Go to sleep baby”

“Can you stay with me?”

“Always”

Meet me in the library: Cancer and Scorpio

THIS IS NOT A ZODIAC HIGHSCHOOL CHAPTER. THIS A REQUEST.

I was at the public library. I always go there from 4 to 6pm on Fridays, just to not mess things up before the exams. It was a sunny day. Light bathed the tables and shelves filled with books and there wasn’t almost any sound. At the table in front of me there was a boy which I’ve seen all the times I’ve come here. He was always sat in the same place and, let’s admit it, he was attractive. And let me clear that: notice I didn’t say handsome, he was not classically beautiful, not the model-like cliché. He was interesting, hot and magnetic.

While I was thinking this useless things I’ve finally realised that he was staring back at me. For how long I’ve been in this state? For how long he’s been staring back at me?

Fridays went this way with an exchange of glances. But no words.

One day, I went to the Library with Virgo. We took place, but then, Virgo let her things on the table and left. I sat on my usual place and I saw her talking with the misterious guy. They both were happy. Virgo came back and she explained that he was a friend from her neighbourhood. Then both of us started working. I was too unconfortable with Virgo there to realise he was staring at me again.

—————————————————————————————–

I’ve arrived at the Library as each friday; later than I would have wanted, as usual. She was there, again; alone and within an air of calmness that was fascinating. Every friday felt the same, but I’ve decided to stop that. Instead of going to the place I use to sit I’ve sat in front of her, so we could watch us face to face.

She looked at me with her angel-like face.

- So… you’re friends with Virgo?

- Yep. - She answered.

“Oh god, what do I say? She must think I’m a creep..”

- Oh, sorry I’m such a disaster. I’m Scorpio, I’m a friend of Virgo since we were kids. - I added.

Then she smiled, she told me that her name was Cancer and explained me that she was in the same class than Virgo. We chatted about the typical thigs you talk about when you meet someone for the first time: age, where you study if you’re studying, where you work if you have a job… Then each one started working and at 6pm she left.

We started sitting together and we took a coffee together during this last weeks. She was interesting, we’ve got really similar intests, but I was worried for her because she seemed fragile. I’ve felt attraction towards her since I saw her in the library, but things are getting stronger since I started knowing her.

Before she left I’ve asked for her number. I was with my mobile in hand, prepared to hear a bunch of numbers, but instead, as it was made decades ago, she took a red pen from her pencilcase and noted her phone in a piece of paper. She waved me goodbye and left.

—————————————————————————————

“Today he asked my number” I thought while I was lying in my bed at night. My mobile rang, someone was calling me. I was expecting it to be Scorpio but it was a stupid phone company. I threw the mobile at bed regretting of being so silly. Then, that shitty machine sounded again.

- I’m sick of meeting you on fridays. - Said a voice from the other side.

- Me too.

- What do you do on Sunday? I know an incredible bar in the center. Would you like to go there with me? We can invite someone too if you want.

- Okay. See you on Sunday Scorpio.

- Cancer… Good night.

- Scorpio, why have you let a big lapse between saying my name and good night?

- For nothing.

- Nothing?

- Just thinking that I’m glad to had met you - and after saying this words he hunged me.

New to the Japanese Studyblr community ❊

こんにちは!

I’m Lilian, and I’m currently planning on studying Japanese again. 

“Again”? 

Yep! I started my journey with Japanese a few years ago, when I was a freshman in university, but I was always so busy doing other things I could only learn hiragana and katakana.

Last summer I wanted to take Japanese seriously and actually learned about 250+ kanji, and studied grammar and vocabulary from Genki. Summer ended and as my last year of university started, I couldn’t keep studying Japanese, so I forgot more than the 50% of what I’ve learned

That’s what that “again” means!

Couple of months ago I discovered this awesome community in tumblr, so now that I’ve just graduated, I want to learn Japanese for real, get involved and learn alongside all of you! I think that’s the motivation I needed!

I am kind of shy, but don’t hesitate to talk to me! I’d love it! 

Thanks for reading!

よろしく おねがいします! 

ps. I’ll be following every studyblr or langblr with a motivation for learning Japanese, and hopefully, we can all improve! ❊ 

Reblog this post so I can follow you!

Allison Argent- You Weren’t Supposed To See That...

Since You Have No More Imagines Can I Request An Allison Argent Imagine Where You Are Lydias Little Sister (by only like a year) and you Are Dating Allison And Shes afraid to say anything to lydia but lydia catches us (idc how) And We Tell Her And Shes Okay With It And Its Really Fluffy And Cute? TYSM!

  • Sister! Lydia 
  • Younger! Reader

Being Lydia Martin’s “little” sister was not easy at all. Especially since you were dating her best friend, Allison.

Y/N’s POV

You were sitting on your bed watching Netflix. “Is Lydia home?” Allison asks as she enters through my bedroom door. “Jesus Christ, Allison!” I scream, “You almost gave me a heart attack.” “Sorry” She says while hopping on my bed. “No. And how did you get in?” I ask. “I have the key Lydia gave me.” She replies. “Ok…” I say. “What are you watching?” She asks, “Is that…Oh my god. You are such a lesbian for watching this!” She says. “What! I watch it for the story line.” I say, “Ok… it’s hot…” “Orange Is The New Black….” She says. I start playing it. “Wait! I want to watch from the beginning.” She says. “Fine. I’m only on like episode 3 of the first season, anyway.” I say. As we were watching, the topic of telling Lydia about us was being discussed. “Lydia knows I like girls.”She says. “Allison, she knows both of us like girls and we spend lots of time together…alone.” I say, “I think we should tell her.” Allison’s eyes widened at my last statement. “Y/N… I want to…” She says. I roll my eyes, “Sure.” I say. “I’m sorry.” She says a little guilty. I kiss her, “It’s fine…” I say lyingly. My phone rang. “It’s Lydia.” I say while answering it. “What’s wrong?” I ask her. “Can you pick me up?” She says. “Lydiaaaaaa…” I whine. “Where?” I say. “The school.” She replies. “Ok. Wait there. I’ll be there in a second.” I say while hanging up. Allison looks sad now. “Alli, I’m sorry. I’ll make it up to you, I swear.” I say. “You better.” Allison says while smirking. She pulls me back onto the bed before kissing me. I smile back. “Come back later?” I ask. “Of course.” She says. Allison leaves the house and goes to her car. I wave to her. She pulls out of the driveway. I walk to my car before turning on the engine and start driving to the school.

I pull into the parking lot of the school and head in. “Let’s go.” I say when I spot her in the library. “Hey, Stiles.” I say. He smiles. “What were you guys doing…?” I ask hinting. Lydia rolls her eyes, “Studying.” “Ok…” I say back. “And you have your Jeep so, you don’t need a ride.” I say to Stiles. “Yep. See you guys later.” He says as we walk out.

After arriving home, Lydia and I go to our rooms. Lydia left her room and probably left, again.

Allison starts texting me. Babe, Can I come over now? She texts me. I text back with Ok. After sending that text, I knew she was on her way over. I ready my room by making sure there are no messes. I hear some light rustlung before seeing Allison outside my window. I smile while letting her in by unlocking the window. “Thanks.” She says. “I think Lydia is out, again. I just picked her up.” I say, “I’m going to have to pick her up, again.” “Sorry, babe.” She says. “I’m glad you came.” I say, “Sorry for before.” “It’s fine.” She says, “You shouldn’t have just left her there. That would have been just rude.” “I know… but she’s so annoying…” I laugh.

Allison and I put on a movie that we are obviously not going to watch. I look over at her and lean in. She places her soft lips on mine. We started passionately kissing and it led to a make-out session. I didn’t hear the front door open or Lydia walking up the stairs to the bedrooms. I didn’t realize she would just come in. “Oh my god!” Lydia exclaimed. Allison and I jumped. Allison got off me, “Oh god, Lydia… You weren’t supposed to see that…”. “I need to talk to Y/N alone, Allison.” Lydia says. Allison walks past Lydia, awkwardly. Lydia walks over and sits on my bed. “So, you are, I assume, dating Allison.” Lydia says. I nod. “Allison, my best friend.” Lydia says. “Look, Lydia, Y/N and I really like each other. I respect her completely and I want us to remain friends.” Allison says while coming back into the room. Lydia smiles, “Okay.” Allison shoots me a questioning look then looks at Lydia. “What does that mean…?” Allison asks. “I want my best friend and my sister to be happy and if they want to be happy together, then I support that.” Lydia says. “Thanks, Lyds.” I say while crawling over to hug her. As Lydia walks out she whispers something to Allison. “If you hurt her…, I’ll hurt you.” Lydia whispers. Allison face becomes blank with fear of Lydia. I get off the bed and hug her. “That went.. okay…” I say. Allison kisses me onto the bed. “Guys!” Lydia says while walking in, “I forgot my phone. Literally, do you ever stop sucking on each other’s faces. Like for a second. I can’t leave two hormonal teens alone together for five seconds.” Lydia grabs her phone and leaves. I start laughing while Allison blushed furiously. “Please, get a lock on your door.”

Locked Away: part 3

This is writing a lot easier then I expected. Thank-you to everyone who left little comments in their re-blogs. I love reading those. :)

As promised the angst begins in earnest. Don’t worry Ford will save him…

First - Pevious - Next.. coming soon!

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Pet Cafe
You/Minhyuk

“Kris~ Please put Coco on facetime.” You whined into your phone.

“For the love of God, it’s 3AM over here. Stop calling me so I can sleep.” You were about to yell back, but a beeping sound stopped you.

“Hello? Kris? Oppa? Hello?!”

You slumped down against a wall and pouted. Ever since you left for Korea to study abroad, your heart ached more and more as each day passed. Coco, you dog, has always been by your side. Back in your hometown, she was the one who made you smile whenever you came home from school or work. She was also there for you through break up or whenever you were just lonely.

When you found out you were able to study abroad in Korea, you were more than ecstatic. That all went down hill when it went you had to leave your precious pup for a whole year. Your mom and brother reassured you that they would send as many pictures, snapchats, texts as possible so you wouldn’t miss her too much. But that could only go so far.

Your mother had suggested you visit a dog cafe so you could at least interact with other dogs, even though they weren’t your own. On one side, you felt that it would be kind of like cheating on your dog, but you needed something, anything to fill the void.

Kris had the nerve to tell you to go find a boyfriend so you wouldn’t bug him night and day about Coco.

You walked aimlessly around town and ended up in front of a dog cafe. Cafe Pup, the sign read. Going in for a second would hurt, right? You could just cuddle a few dogs, order a drink and get out.

“Hello~ Welcome to Cafe Pup!” A smiley faced man said as he welcomed you in. You gave him a small smile before heading farther into the cafe. About 6 dogs of all size and colors came running at you with tails-a-wagging. You squatted down and started scratching as many of them as you can. In the distance, you could hear another guy yelping in fear.

“Hyung!!! Please get the dog away from me! It’s so scary and big!”

You looked around the corner and saw a red-haired gentleman backing as far as he could into the booth. There was a large Saint Bernard wagging its tail at him. Seeing how afraid the guy was, you rushed over to him and pulled the dog away.

“You’re scared of this little baby?” You asked as you gave the dog a huge hug.

“Little baby? He’s like the size of me!” He said as he got off the seat.

“He’s not going to bite. He just wanted to play with you!”

Jooheon slowly walked closer to you and sat next to you. He was a little hesitant, but eventually touching the dog. The dog licked his hand happily in response.

“I guess he isn’t so bad after all.” Jooheon commented. “I’m Jooheon by the way.”

“_______.” You replied back. “What are you doing at a dog cafe if you’re deathly afraid of them?”

“I’m actually waiting for my hyung to get off work so we could carpool back to our dorm.”

“Oh, you’re in school?” You asked.

“Yep, we attend Seoul University.”

“What a coincidence! So do I! Well, I’ll be studying there this upcoming year.” You explained.

“What are you studying?” He asks.

“Music and dance.” You smiled. “I heard that Korea has a lot to offer when it comes to it, so here I am! But I missed my dog so much.”

“No way, me and my friends are doing music and dance! But I’m more into rap making over anything.”

Jooheon looked at you as you played with the other dogs that managed to follow you. Seeing how adorable you looked around the dogs reminded him a lot of his buddy, Minhyuk, who was also a dog lover.

“I can totally see her with Minhyuk.” Jooheon commented, but not loud enough for you to hear.

Just then, the guy that greeted you earlier walked up to you and Jooheon.

“I see you’ve made friends with the dogs and a human.” He laughed.

“_____, this is Minhyuk, my hyung I was talking about. Minhyuk hyung, this is my new friend, _______.”

You recognized him from earlier. The cute dog cafe owner. The two of you exchanged short greetings before going silent again.

Jooheon knew he had to take drastic measure for anything to happen and he was wiling to risk getting attacked by dogs.

“I’m gonna go play with that chihuahua over there. How about the two of you get to know each other. Hmm?” Before any of you could respond, he sprinted to the dachshund (that he had mistaken for a chihuahua).

“I see you like Lucky over here.” Minhyuk said, referring to the saint Bernard.

“Him? He’s just precious. I can’t believe Jooheon would think it would attack him.” You answered.

Minhyuk walked over to you and squatted down. He lightly took your hand and moved it onto the dog’s belly, rubbing it. The dog instantly rolled over with his tail wagging like crazy. You were completely oblivious of the blush that was forming on your cheeks from the sudden touch.

“That’s his favorite spot.” Minhyuk said, finally letting go of your hand. “Do you have any dogs of your own?”

“I have a little one named Coco back at home. I missed her so that’s why I’m here.”

“Oh, are you not from around here?”

You shook your head. “I apparently go to the same school as you and Jooheon.”

“Seoul University? What a small world…”

In the background you could hear Jooheon coughing while mumbling something.

“Is there something wrong with him? He isn’t allergic to dogs, is he?” You asked in a concerned voice.

“I don’t know. I’ll go see what’s up.” Minhyuk got up and walked over to Jooheon who had a small dog in his lap. “What’s wrong with you?”

“Bro. Ask her on a date. She’s like the female you. Totally adorable and she absolutely loves dogs. I can tell you dig her and she probably likes you too. Where else would you find a girl like that?”

“I just met her! Isn’t that a little weird?”

“That’s why I said date. Get to know her. I’m pretty sure she’s going to be in your dance class at school anyway.”

Minhyuk decided to take his advice and go ask for your number. When he got to you, you were ready to leave. Luckily he was able to catch you at the door.

“Hey _______! Wait up!”

You turned around and saw Minhyuk right behind you.

“I was wondering if I could maybe get your phone number so we could meet up at school or here or something.”

“Sure.” You both exchanged phones and put in your numbers. Maybe this semester won’t be as lonely after all.

You have no idea how familiar I am with this situation, every winter it’s the same problem (though the delays rarely takes more that an hour or so here in Finland). Anyway, enjoy.

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Jason wasn’t particularly fond of trains. He preferred flying when he could, but Thalia’s archery competition was only a five hour train ride away from his university, and seeing his sister win the gold medal had definitely been worth it. Hell, seeing his sister at all had been worth it. The train he had arrived on had been fairly empty, though. This one was pretty full.

He looked around the car, finding two empty seats, one beside a scrawny goth boy who looked a couple of years younger than Jason, and another beside a fat old man vaguely smelling of alcohol. It wasn’t much of a decision, really. 

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Survey #132

What is a recurring thought on your mind today? 
That I’m done with my freshman year of college tomorrow, so crazy!


Have you had any confrontations with anyone lately? 
No

What is the last charity you donated to? 
Relay For Life

Do you feel all fuzzy and good when you do a good deed?
Yes!

Don’t ya just hate foot cramps? 
Yeah

Would you say you have an infectious laugh? 
Nooooo, not at all

Shouldn’t you be doing something else right now? 
Yep, studying for my history final that’s tomorrow morning

Do you have anything planned for the summer? 
Not really, just working hopefully!

What is something you worry about often? 
Everything.

Are there any mountains nearby where you live? 
There technically are ones that I can see from my dorm room, but they’re not real “mountains” exactly lol

Did you like to collect frogspawn as a kid? 
I don’t even know what that is, so no

Do you walk fast or slow? 
Literally everyone tells me I walk really fast

Do you keep birthday cards or throw them out? 
I keep them for a little while, but eventually throw them away

Would you consider yourself healthy? both mind and body. 
Yes!

Have you ever watched the devils rejects? opinions? 
Never watched it

Does sitting in waiting rooms drive you insane? 
Kind of, but not too much

What form of public transport do you use most often? 
Bus, I guess.

Do you ever put sticky notes around the place to remind yourself of things? 
Sometimes

Are you easy to talk to? 
I think so

Can you juggle with more than two items? 
Lol no

Has anyone ever assumed you can’t speak English? 
Nope

At airports do you ever worry your luggage won’t arrive?
Sometimes

Do you like jalapenos? 
Noo

  • 1: Could you go the rest of your life without smoking a cigarette?
  • Why are these questions numbered like this..? Yes
  • 2: Are you single/taken/heartbroken/confused?
  • Single, heartbroken, and confused
  • 3: What if I told you that you were pretty?
  • Thanks? Haha
  • 4: Ever been told “it’s not you, it’s me”?
  • I don’t think so, but I’ve told it to someone..
  • 5: Are you interested in anyone right now?
  • Yes
  • 6: What are you looking forward to in the next week?
  • Moving out tomorrow!
  • 7: Do you want to be single?
  • Kind of, but I want to be in a relationship at the same time
  • 8: Did you go out or stay in last night?
  • Stayed in… it was a Wednesday night during finals week haha
  • 9: How late did you stay up last night?
  • Like, 1:30 I think
  • 10: Can you recall the last time you realized you liked someone a lot?
  • Yes
  • 11: Last three things you had to drink?
  • Snapple Iced Tea, Cherry Pepsi, and water
  • 12: Have you pretended to like someone?
  • No, that’s stupid
  • 13: Have you ever told somebody you loved them and not actually meant it?
  • Sadly, yes.
  • 14: Honestly, has anyone seen you in your underwear in the past 3 months?
  • No
  • 15: Is it hard for you to get over someone?
  • Yes, very
  • 16: Think back five months ago, were you single?
  • Yes, but I was talking to someone
  • 17: What were you doing at 12:30 this afternoon?
  • I think eating lunch
  • 18: Hold hands with anyone this week?
  • Nope
  • 19: Could you go for the rest of your life without drinking alcohol?
  • I could, doesn’t mean I’m going to lol
  • 20: What would you name your future daughter?
  • I don’t know!
  • 21: Do you miss anyone?
  • Yes
  • 22: Have you kissed three or more people in one night?
  • Noo
  • 23: Did your last kiss take place in/on a bed?
  • No
  • 24: Are you good at hiding your feelings?
  • Yes
  • 25: Have you ever cried from being so mad?
  • Yes
  • 26: Who did you last see in person?
  • Kayla
  • 27: Are you listening to music right now?
  • Yeah
  • 28: What is something you currently want right now?
  • Food lol
  • 29: What is the last thing you said out loud?
  • “No, I’ll turn it off”
  • 30: How is your heart lately?
  • It’s okay
  • 31: Do you wear the hood on your hoodie?
  • Every once in a while
  • 32: Are you wearing socks?
  • No
  • 33: What do people call you?
  • Jess or Jessica
  • 34: Will you talk to the person you like tonight?
  • Yeah
  • 35: Are there any stressful situations in your life?
  • Not really
  • 36: Who did you last share a bed with?
  • -_-
  • 37: Did you do something bad today?
  • No
  • 38: When was the last time a member of the opposite sex hugged you?
  • Ummm, I’m not completely sure
  • 39: Do you get stressed out easily?
  • Kind of, but not really
  • 40: Will you sing today?
  • I sing all the time
  • 41: Have you ever wanted to tell someone something but didn’t?
  • Yes
  • 42: Who do you go to when you need to talk to someone?
  • It depends, but usually my mom
  • 43: Have you ever been taken to the emergency room in an ambulance?
  • No
  • 44: What are you listening to right now?
  • A Moment Like This by Kelly Clarkson
  • 45: What is wrong with you right now?
  • Nothing really
  • 46: What is on your wrists right now?
  • Nothing
  • 47: Where did you get the shirt/sweatshirt you’re wearing?
  • Hand me down from a sorority sister
  • 48: What do you like better: hot chocolate or hot apple cider?
  • Hot chocolate
  • 49: Do you make wishes at 11:11?
  • Every once in a while
  • 50: Are you a good artist?
  • Not at all
  • 51: Love really is a beautiful thing huh?
  • Yes!
  • 52: Do you miss the way things were six months ago?
  • Not at all
  • 53: Ever been on a golf cart?
  • Yess
  • 54: Do you have trust issues?
  • Yep, my last “relationship” made me realize that, and also made my trust issues worse
  • 55: Ever stayed up all night on the phone, with who?
  • No
  • 56: Do you own something from Hot Topic?
  • Nope
  • 57: Do you use chap stick?
  • Yes, sometimes
  • 58: Have you ever slapped someone in the face?
  • Yeah
  • 59: Do you have a little sister?
  • No
  • 60: Have you ever been to New York?
  • Yes!
  • 61: Think of the last person who said I love you, do you think they meant it?
  • Yes
  • 62: Have you hugged someone within the last week?
  • Yeah
  • 63: What were you doing at midnight last night?
  • Laying in bed watching Netflix probably
  • 64: Have you ever regretted kissing someone?
  • Yes
  • 65: Is there one person in your life that can always make you smile?
  • Yes
  • 66: Were your last three kisses from the same person?
  • No
  • 67: Have you kissed anyone in the last five days?
  • No
  • 68: Would you rather sleep with someone else or alone?
  • It depends
  • 69: Will next Friday be a good one?
  • I hope

Have you ever been knocked out? 
No

Will your day be a good one?
Well it’s over..