#<- can you tell i'm studying for an exam rn

[echotunes]

me wh. me when i write -69 in binary as a two's complement and then convert it to hexadecimal notation

[n0tamused]

*holds u at gunpoint* dr ratio helping u study for an exam/ quiz. Am i going through an exam rn? Yes. Will it stop me from reading ratio fan fics? No

A/N: *points a second gun at you* better watch where you're going cowboy. And felt this so bad, procrastination is killing me too, but Dr. Ratio fics never fail to make me feel something again, delulu is the solulu but only for a moment. Anyway, anon, hope you enjoy this blurpp, I wish you luck on your exams! <3 Wrote this while procrastinating myself, I gotta lock in tomorrow hhhhhhh

Contents: Dr. Ratio x GN!Reader, can be read as modern au, fluff, possible grammar mistakes (I'm about to pass out)

“Here” A porcelain cup slid your way over the polished wood desk. It was a pretty off-white, rimmed with a golden line and another purple one, thinner than the gold. Tea steamed from within, wafting off the soothing floral smell. You sighed, quickly averting your glance back at the books open before you. There were two books, thick and intimidating, and your open notebook you were reading your scribbly notes from. 

Circling around you Veritas’ looming frame cast a shadow over your papers for a moment before he seated himself in the chair next to you, his own cup in hand. “You're still on the same problem as when you started?” He clicks his tongue, nursing a sip of his tea before setting it aside when he appears satisfied. You didn't have it in you to respond, wishing to avoid any form of an outlash, especially taken in the fact you had already told him how you struggled with procrastination for quite a handful of days. He has given his advice, but they failed to make the spark with you last long enough to properly sit and study, and that all caused guilt to claw at your belly from within.

Veritas, on the other hand, didn't seem half as phased as you thought he'd be, at first he didn't even notice how your eyes looked at him in a silent plea for mercy. His amber eyes looked over your notes, at all the scribbles and marked words, letting out a low “hmmm”.

“And tell me, what is it that has you so stumped about this? It's quite an easy equation” he wondered, a little taken aback it was taking you so long on this, yet he had to remind himself that this material was new to you, unlike him who has seen this material countless times over. You weren't dumb, however, so what is it..?

“I.. don't know... The results I've gotten previously make no sense and they do not match the one the professor got in class. His is the right result, and I don't get how every time I did the problem, I got a different result” you began, voice initially quiet as if begging his ears to become deaf to your words, but your plea went unanswered. His keen eyes regarded you with a strange curiosity, his chin leaning on his hand.  Only now did he realize how tense you looked. He blinks at you owlishly, studying your features for a brief moment before turning his gaze back towards the papers. “That is a problem.. Where is the formula your professor used? Do you have his equation as a whole written down here?”

You looked at him and then at the papers, eyes flickering all across the written words and printed text.  “I.. I do.. Yes, why?”

A scoff came first, “Why, so I can take a look at it so I can help you. You did ask me to help you, did you not?”, then his large hand picked up the pen you had abandoned on top of your notes, motioning for you to show him the notes. “We can go step by step and then compare the progress to see where your problem lies” 

Nodding, you were quick to breeze through the old notes, paper pages fluttering as you went over each one until finally reaching a page so full of equations it made your head hurt. With your finger you point to the one you were currently trying to figure out. “This one.. This is just a copy of what the professor did on the white board.. and this is the formula he used '' you showed him, letting him slide the notebook to his side of the desk when his fingers pinched the corner.  

Silence engulfed the room, and for a long while you could only watch as Veritas’ expression changed from focused, to confused and then to frustrated. 

“Are you sure this is what the professor wrote down? This is entirely incorrect. The formula alone is wrong, and the process of his calculations is just abhorrent.. What is this-” he slightly nudged the notebook away from him, offended by its contents, to say the least. 

Like a little wet rat, you held your hands together, feeling guilty for all reasons you shouldn’t, a pout playing about your lips as you nodded. “Yes.  That is what the professor wrote! One of my colleagues even took a picture at the end of the class since she was too lazy to write it all down herself, so I know for a fact I didn’t copy the notes wrong” you rushed to explain as your eyes glared at the offending problem. 

“That is ridiculous” Veritas grumbled as he opened the big math book a few pages back from where you had opened it, searching for the formulas, and pointing towards one he softened his tone. “This formula should have been used in this problem. It is similar, yes, but the functions can’t be any more different from what your.. professor used” looking down at your notes and at the problem afterwards, he sneered, seeing that the formula was used once again in the next equation. “I don’t know what your professor was thinking, but repeating the same mistake twice is beyond ignorant..” 

“What..? So..? So he is in the wrong?”

“Yes. Now.. show me the way you did it. And do it with this formula I just showed you” Veritas instructed, his nose scrunched up in disgust, although none of it was directed at you but rather at this person he didn’t even know. Perhaps he should go and meet him, just to see the face of ignorance and negligence in human form. 

Following his advice, you did as he asked, working on the problem with Veritas sitting at your side, his eyes occasionally flickering to the remaining problems that would follow this one.

“There… Is this right..?” You pulled back to allow him a better view of your writing, and it didn’t take the brilliant Veritas Ratio too long to check that you were - in fact - right.  His face eased slightly from its previous tension, sighing he gave a nod of satisfaction and acknowledgement. 

“That’s right. Well done” Veritas says, voice significantly softer as he addresses you, before turning sharper once more. “I knew something was wrong when you got stuck on this for so long. You managed to solve all those problems I gave you yesterday, which are arguably much harder than this and much more complex with extra steps.. Hmph, can’t believe someone didn’t point out this error in your professors work” 

Veritas leaned back in his chair, his arms folded over his chest in a comfortable fashion in which he usually sat around you, his whole composure softening, but through and through, it was the Veritas Ratio you always knew. Hope lit up in your eyes at the unraveling of this problem that nearly had you sick to the stomach for this whole day.

“So..I know this?..Does this mean I won’t fail..?

“Oh, don’t be ridiculous, of course you won’t! You’ve got me to teach you, and let me be damned if you fail”

A victorious cackle left you as he said so, feeling free of the clutches of madness this exam has put you into, and as to celebrate you all but flung yourself onto Veritas, hugging him.

The sudden embrace surprised him and made him stutter, but his arms were quick to find their place around your body, scoffing, even as he tucked his face into your shoulder.

Ⓒ n0tamused. Do not repost, translate, edit, and/or copy any of my works. Likes, comments, and reblogs are appreciated.

[cr4yolaas]

blue spring — guilt

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when she returns to class beside him, he does his best to pretend he isn't shocked to see her. he can see the remnants of her lost sleep beneath her eyelids, and the slowed tempo of her movements only further proves her exhaustion. he wants to say something, he just doesn't know what. more importantly, he can't stop staring at her.

"yachi got you this," she mumbles. she places a sandwich, wrapped up in paper with a floral design, in front of him. he notices she has her own, and he fights the urge to smile at the concept of them sharing a meal.

he thanks her quietly before the lecture starts. the exam is tomorrow, and while they were initially planning on having a session this afternoon to go over the content in preparation, he isn't sure if it's right to ask her about it. instead, he watches her spin her pen around in her hand while her notes remain empty. he assumes it's because she already understands the lesson, and he wouldn't be surprised if he was right. there's a thick silence between them. he can't tell if it's suffocating or comfortable, but he hopes and prays its the latter.

he tries desperately to pay attention to his professor. there's graphs and writing all over the board, and his notes should be full, but they aren't. he can't stop looking at her. her eyes catch onto his, and a soft bout of red seeps onto his face. he's about to apologize before she whispers, "i'm sorry for last night."

the lecture at the front of the class is now white noise to him. he reassures her that he doesn't mind, but the guilt is still clear on her face. "it's alright," he begins. "if anything, i understand it."

it takes a moment for her to comprehend his words before she recalls blurry tales from her friends regarding his hunger for volleyball and his abrasive nature. she doesn't think the image they painted in her head so long ago quite matches with who she's talking to right now. in fact, it's much calmer. and nicer. and sweeter.

she chooses not to respond, instead biting the inside of her cheek and pretending to pay attention to the lesson. he tries to follow suit, but it's hard when he finds himself so, so, so horribly magnetized to her.

𝜗𝜚 a much shorter chapter ... i didn't want to go too in-depth to show how yn's world somewhat stops when she's in this trance of endless work

𝜗𝜚 she has definitely forgotten about the math and physics exams. she's way too stressed to be an academic weapon rn

𝜗𝜚 yachi felt insanely bad for their argument. she's not unfamiliar with yn's fits of like anger and stress and she knows it's better not to bother her but she just really wants the best for her friend

𝜗𝜚 tsukishima hasn't been in the house for a while LMAO he's too busy studying and going to work

𝜗𝜚 i feel like it's a little late to mention this and tbh idk if this interferes with my own plot but tsukki works at the museum and he gets paid quite a bit (his boss loves how nerdy he is). hence his fancy car from the last chapter

𝜗𝜚 bokuto loves his mentally deranged friends he's just a little worried for all of them and doesn't know how to show it properly

𝜗𝜚 also i promise yn won't leave kags on read after he spilled his heart out to her LOL she's just. struggling rn.

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[luvleyaru]

THIS ISN'T TO DEMOTIVATE ANYONE. this is just my story and how getting obsessed with void can ruin you. girl when i tell you this thing with becoming lazy and dependent on the void is real, I. MEAN. IT. (im Indian too btw <3) im like your age and 07 kid too so the timeline is gonna be easier to explain lol. i'm in 12th rn and i discovered loa in 8th grade (around 2020 covid time). that was kinda where the downfall arc started. around the end of 9th (3 years back) i discovered the void and got obsessed with it. i swear i basically ruined my 10th grade and barely scrapped a cgpa in 80s (we know in indian education system 10th exams are considered crucial). i still havent made a proper comeback and until like july last year, i'd use the time i could use for studying, to try and enter the void. it's a very toxic cycle. around 10th and 11th i was also slightly depressed (and suicidal) for various personal reasons and my failures in the void state weren't helping. i kinda messed up my 11th finals too (which are counted in my state for final marks) and i had some of the worst times of my life in the last 3 years. i finally decided to end this cycle and completely forget about void. no i haven't had any void success stories. i've had a few loa success stories but that's about it. in the last 3 years i definitely have had my personal successes in non academic areas, basically stuff im actually interested in like music and some other stuff but that was purely hardwork. LOA DOES EXIST. but i've almost taken it off the pedestal and that has been helpful for most part. couldn't do that with the void but i couldn't care less about it since I'm in a very crucial time of my life academically. I'd just taking a time off completely and focusing on building a strong "nothing is impossible" typa mindset and really being confident in your capabilities. eventually you might manifest everything you want without needing the void. please do not get demotivated. this is just to inform y'all on how you can get stuck in this negative cycle through void obsession. ciao and all the best <3

This is so real cuz like if u completely start depending on something that can actually ruin your life 😭 and how we put the void state on pedestal and completely depend on it is so toxic. It's best to get rid of the OBSESSION and also to focus on ur life more... (Speaking from personal experience) Ofcourse you can enter void state, but just put it off the pedestal and stop depending on it! This is not the only method in this world. And I LOVE LAW OF ASSUMPTION SM!!

[daenysx]

hiii it's the crying anon !!! (lol) ibe been so sad today bc i literally failed my ap exam like i did terrible and i e just been so sad and in my head all day :/// i literally just need a hug like im so sad and i need a james potter rn :( would you kind writing something for this ??? if not, it's totally okay my lovely , have a great day !!!

i'm so sorry, baby, i hope this helps making you feel better a bit!! you can always reach out when you're sad (if you wanna talk to someone!!) i'll be here. love u <33333

james potter x fem!reader

you try to stay calm as you knock on james's door.

he shares the apartment with sirius and remus but you know they are not here right now. it's a relief, no matter how close friends you are with them, you wouldn't want them to see you cry.

when james opens the door, you first spot his glasses. his hair looks messy, wild waves finding their own shape on his head, his skin warm. he looks like he's just woken up, you feel sorry for interrupting his sleep.

"i'm sorry, jamie." you begin saying. "were you sleeping?"

james quickly holds your hand to welcome you inside. "just fell asleep on the couch, angel. i'm glad you wake me, it always messes with my night sleep."

you give him a broken smile. james closes the door, he helps you take off your jacket. you put your bag on the floor, slipping out of your shoes, never looking at james's direction as you make your way to his bedroom. he follows you.

the room smells like him everywhere, and the safety you feel around james overwhelms you so hard, it hits you. you start crying without any control, without trying to stop yourself. james looks surprised but he reacts quickly as always, he holds your arms gently, then his kind fingers are on your chin to see your face.

"sweetheart." he says. "what's- what's wrong?"

"my exam." you manage to say and he understands. james doesn't like asking unnecessary questions about a situation when you cry your eyes out, especially. you can tell everything later, when you calm down. he knows the exam is important, he knows how much you studied, and how stressed you were days before.

"i'm sorry." he says, reaching for you. "oh, my baby." he coos, you feel so vulnerable in his arms as he holds you, your face tucked in his neck with his hands rubbing on the tense muscles of your back. you cry against him, but james is strong. he'll hold you as long as you need him.

he strokes your hair, drying up your fresh tears as much as he can. you lean on him, your legs feel numb, and your head hurts. you tried to stay strong all day long, keeping a neutral face even though you were disappointed, but now that it's safe, you let out every emotion that begs to be free.

james whispers gentle words against your ear. he doesn't know if they help but he never liked silence. you lift your head to see him, your wet cheeks and wobbly lip crash his heart. you never deserve to cry. he rubs two desperate thumbs on your cheeks to get your pretty face back from tears.

"my head hurts, jamie." you say. "can i have some water?"

"of course." james says. "sit on the bed, angel, i'll be right back."

he takes a bottle of cold water from the fridge. you don't like eating when you're upset, james knows this, so he won't ask if you're hungry. he returns to his room, gets on his knees to reach your spot on bed.

you take a few sips from the bottle. it helps cooling down your throat. you look at james's worried face. he tries to hide it but his forehead has wrinkles, they always appear when he gets nervous.

"i'm okay." you say. "i'm sorry, that was- a lot. i did really bad, i just-"

"baby." he hushes you with a kiss on your hand. you look like you're explaining for his sake and not because you want to speak. "you have nothing to be sorry for. let's talk about this later, okay? you need to get some sleep."

you nod gratefully. james gives you one of his rugby team t-shirts. you change into it quickly, your legs stay bare. he helps you get under the covers, joins you exactly two minutes later after taking off his clothes and texting remus to let him know you'll be sleeping in his room.

he is so warm, you wrap your legs around his immediately. your head stays on his chest as he holds your waist and plays with your fingers with his other hand. you take quiet breaths to relax, your eyes hurt from all those crying.

"it's all gonna be okay." he silently promises. "can you try not to think of it for a few hours, lovely girl? i know it's hard but- you need to sleep on it. you need to get some rest."

"okay." you say. you have no energy left. james turns to his side to press you better against him. you think you'll be better once your breathing turns normal. he strokes your hair gently and squeezes your body just the way you like. you wrap a tired arm around his waist. closing your eyes, you try to forget about everything.

james kisses your forehead. he thinks a good cup of coffee and your favorite breakfast can make the morning a bit better for you. he'll listen if you wanna talk, answer your questions if you have any. he thinks about how upset you've been all day long and a protective wave washes over him again. his arms around you has never been this tight.

[teagballs]

michael bluth x reader where reader also works in business and has a bad day or something and since michael is at work (they work in diff places) he goes drinking with gob once he is done. michael taking care of a drunk reader lol. i love ur writing

take them home | michael bluth x !drunk reader

authors note: did u miss me hiiiii definitely hasn't been three months or anything. SORRY YALL im in the middle of exams rn im struggling so hard 💔 motivation to write came back when i should be studying tho ??? wtf ???? idek. anyway heres some sweet michael for the SOUL he'd be the best bf ever!!!!!

cw: drunk reader, drinking too much, vomiting. other than that just fluff!! enjoy

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You swear you could have cried when the clock finally struck six. Today was terrible, putting it simply. From an early start to annoying co-workers to an abundance of paperwork, it seemed you couldn't catch a break. To make matters worse, you knew Michael wouldn't be home till late. The responsibility he had in his position left him working after hours. You needed to release some of your built-up stress, you needed a drink. But who would you go to? Who would be without responsibilities or cares and would be willing to get wasted with you?

"Hey Gob, do you wanna get a drink?"

He was more than happy to hit the bar with you and also a terrible influence. Drinks seemed to tally up within minutes when it had actually been hours and hours. He definitely could handle his drink better than you. Because while he was still able to form a coherent message, you were a blubbering mess.

"Another!" You slur out.

Gob discourages you finally, "Don't you have work tomorrow?"

"Who cares! All- all those pieces of shit can go- can- can go fuck... themselves" you stutter.

Gob wasn't having fun anymore. Now he was just taking care of a drunk person - he didn't want that weighing him down. So he called Michael to come pick you up.

Michael was not pleased to hear that after his 12 hours in the office, he had to pick up his absolutely shit faced partner up from his brother.

"You let them get that drunk, Gob? What's wrong with you?" Michael barked as you rest against his shoulder.

You lean against his form, looking up at his tousled locks. He definitely had them in his stressed grip a couple of times today. You play with the bottom of his tie as he speaks. Gob shrugs his lecturing off and leaves the pair of you.

With some difficulty, Michael gets you into the stair car and drives you to your apartment. He guides you up to your place and gently guides you to the sofa. He makes quick work of getting you a glass of water.

"Here, drink this," he hands you a glass. It's a chipped and old looking glass, just in case. You ignore the glass and instead try to get him to sit down with you.

"Michael, you looked tired, come lay down with me," you dragged, giving him the best puppy dog eyes you could. You were spread across the sofa ungracefully, limbs anywhere they would be comfortable.

"You need to go to bed," he tells you gently. You whine out like a toddler.

"Come on! I wanna stay up with you!" you say before shifting up into a sitting position and giggling.

"You have work tomorrow," he sighs at you. He, too, has work tomorrow and would love to stay up with you, but can't.

"So? I hate that job! Who cares if I'm off cause of a-" you cut yourself off by covering your mouth and dry heaving, "a hangover-" you bolt up right and stumble to your bathroom, stabilising yourself on the walls. Michael follows closely behind.

He runs hand up and down your back and holds your hair as you throw up. The vomiting must have sobered you up a little because you suddenly feel the not so fun effects of alcohol. You rub your face, feeling hot a clammy. Michael looks at you with only concern as he hunches on the floor with you. He cups your face, and you lean your face away.

"Don't..." you grumble. "I'm gross and drunk."

Michael smiles as he smoothes over your cheek, "That may be true, but I still love you," he chuckles. You're unsure how he's even facing you with how bad your breath probably is.

"I'm tired," you sigh deeply and sniffle a little.

"I'm sure you are." Michael agrees, doing that knee slap thing as he makes his way to his feet again. "C'mon," he holds out his hand for you to take. Supporting one hand on your bath, you use the other to take his.

He guides you to your bed where you flump down. With effort, he takes your shoes off, and you turn over and wrap the duvet tight around your frame.

"Alright, sweetheart, I'm off. I'll see you tomorrow," Michael murmurs and watches your exhausted form.

"No!" you exclaim. "No, don't go!" Suddenly frantic, you unwrap yourself from your duvet cocoon.

"What do you want me to do?" He forms a lips pressed together smirk, he finds your pure distraught at the idea of him going home and getting a good night's rest awful amusing.

"Stay here! Stay in my bed!" you beg your boyfriend. In the morning, you'll remember how drunk and pathetic you were last night and grimace.

"But I have work in the morning. I'll need to go home and get ready." He toys. He already knows he'll be staying the night. He'll just have to get up early and grab his stuff for the office. Or maybe he'll take the day off, he deserves it after all.

"No, please!" You whine out again and tug on his hand. He laughs heartily and drops onto the bed, making sure to squash none of your limps.

Finally satisfied, you wrap your legs around him. You're both still in your work clothes, but who cares? You're cosy.

Tucking your head into his neck, you slur out a, "love you,"

"Love you too," he smiles, exposing his little tooth gap.

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[rawmeknockout]

uuuh Can I request something for Ratchet, First Aid, and Ambulon supporting a s/o who's about to go through one of those Big Career Tests? Not like the act or whatever I'm talking about stuff like the BAR exam or NCLEX-RN or any of the littany of IT certifications. On the one hand, s/o has studied and worked for it for a long time! On the other hand, the mind is an illogical beast, and it controls the nervous barf button. Totally not projecting on this one hahahaha ha haa

Ratchet's servo settles steady and firm on the back of your neck, two digits pinching the overstressed muscles that are keeping you on the verge of a migraine. No matter how much studying you do, it never seems to be enough. How do you even know if you know enough? Will you ever know enough? Who can tell you what's in your head and that it's enough?!

"I can hear you thinking, you know?" First Aid, despite his best efforts, is not the most comforting of mechs. Punctuated by the elbow Ambulon gives him.

"He means that panicking isn't going to help you. You've done all you can, right? Have a little more faith in yourself," Ambulon's voice is soft, mothering you like a little hen. Henbulon is a good idea, you think, which does help ease the tension in your shoulders and neck a bit.

"Look, kid," Ratchet's voice is tired and gruff, hours of work weighing on his shoulder struts. It makes you feel remarkably bad that you have even bothered him with something so... insignificant for someone his age. You're sure he would scold you for thinking that way, though. "Whether you pass or not, we'll be here to help. We'll support you however many times you need to take the exam. Whether it's one or one hundred tries." Ratchet's smile is softened by the wrinkles in his cheeks, fond and warm. You want to burrow into his arms and never leave. His chest would be safe and comforting, like a nest of blankets.

"Yeah, sometimes it takes a few tries, but we'll support you however long you need." First Aid nods matter-of-factly, as if he wasn't just needling you. This time you do burrow yourself into Ratchet's arms, if only to get an impatient 'hey!' from Aid.

[aphroditelovesu]

Hii! This is anonymous for privacy reasons but I have a problem. I am a 15yo girl, I am gonna have a realy important exam this sunmer that will decide my entire future yet I only got 84% on the simulation from last month and I need to get at least over 93% on the actual exam at the end of the month or my life is screwed(I hate my school system). I have 0 motivation to study and ik I really need to but whenever I try to force mynself to actually study I just end up crying bc I feel like a failure. Also, I am bi and since my parents are conservative christians and EXTREAMLY homophobic they will deffinetly kick me out of the house if I came out to them and I think one of my friends who I belive might have found out about my sexuality will tell my parents(I also went thro a rough time due to bullying and told her about my suicidal toughts and she told everybody about it, teachers, parents, classmates and made fun of me). My country is one of the most homophobic ones.I feel like if I get a good mark on the exam I would be able to come out to my parents(maybe) without them killing me but idk how to make sure of either of thores things. I have worked this whole year yet nothing is enough to actually make me understand better. I am so tired rn and I cant stop crying, do you have any advise for me, please?

Hi!!

Well, I didn't expect to receive something like that, but I'll try to give my advice.

Regarding the exam, what I can tell you is not to give up and try to find a study system that helps you. I understand this because in November I have a very important government exam to take and I need to get a high score too. This will be my first year doing it (and I hope it will be my last) and I haven't started studying yet because I have classes in the morning and at night, which means I don't have much time left.

From what you say, you seem to be stressed about all this, so studying is more complicated. What I can tell you is to try to find a place where you feel comfortable and find a study method that helps you. Studying is tiring and we often don't have motivation, I know, but it's necessary and remember that knowledge is something that no one can take away from you.

Since you live with your parents, there isn't much you can do about your "friend" issue. No one has the right to force someone to come out of the closet and that is very wrong. You could try talking to her, to make sure she doesn't say it until you're ready to say it. Unfortunately, this is out of your control, as it will depend on whether your "friend" is a decent person and lets you talk when you're ready.

Having homophobic parents is a complicated thing and I feel for you, especially when it involves religion. The question is: do you want to tell them you're bi? Do you think you're ready for this? If the answer is no, don't tell them until you want to. It's important to feel prepared.

I'm sorry about the bullying issue. I know how difficult it is, I dealt with it myself from the age of 8 until I was 16 but I had support from my family and friends. If not even your teachers are willing to help you, perhaps you should seek outside help. I don't know how it works in other countries, but here, if the school refuses to help, you can file a police report. Bullying is a crime, anon.

And remember to take care of yourself and put yourself first. I know it's difficult and it seems like the end of the world, but it's not. Things will get better, anon, even if it seems like they won't, they will. Have strength and focus on what is important to you now.

I can't be of much help, unfortunately, but I really hope things get better for you and that you get the grade you want! 🥰

[jujutsustraycats]

I'm not as nice as Nami is. I'm not, so don't expect anything too flowery or sweet or diabetes inducing. But I am here for you if you ever need it. And you will undoubtedly need someone in the next two years, and beyond that.

I know you said you're not going on the usual charade of... Competitive exams, that most of the country likes. And that's already a good sign for you. But science is hard. It will be. Your grades might plummet into the fucking ground, or they might slightly waver. And that's OK. It's not the end of the world.

I don't really want to get too personal, but I was a pretty.. good student lmao. Until grade 11 I had a rep for being that student who got a 95+ on every single test without studying. I'd open my books the day before the exam, and pass with a 99 with no effort whatsoever. Yeah, I was that asshole.

You won't be able to do that in 11th and 12th. Or ever again, really. Prepare yourself for that. If you are like me, and don't study until the final day and expected to get a 99, change that right now. It won't happen.

Now, it's going to be about consistency. Smaller efforts, but good ones, spread across every day. Your routine matters. The amount of sleep you get, the stuff you eat, the way you work through your day, everything will matter now. And not just for now, for ahead, too. So make sure you take care of your body, and your mind.

Work, but don't overwork. Have fun, but don't ignore your responsibilities for it. Nami's message mentions chaotic fun— I wasn't that type of person, not really. My fun was cool writing or drawing. Chatting with the people I love. Video gaming. And it's lovely! I'm not going to tell you how to have fun. But you should, because those moments of laughter will carry you through these years.

You're going to make friends, lose friends, make enemies and forget enemies. It'll happen. But the connections you make now will impact the course of your life for the next two years. When you enter conversations, do so with conviction. Know what you think and feel, and don't sway. Listen to opinions but don't let them take over your brain without cross checking it with your own thoughts first.

I hope you have people you can depend on. If nobody else, you have me and Nami. We're here for you.

Adults will tell you a lot, over the course of these two years. Listen to everything, but listen to it with a critical ear. You're capable of knowing what is and isn't important to you, personally. Stick to your guns, but be open to new suggestions. People will make personal quips at you, and they will hurt. Let them. But don't let them stick onto your being and pollute your awareness of yourself.

Mmm.. I don't really have anything else to say, not in particular. I know South India is a lot different to where I'm at rn, so my experiences will not be the same as yours. But I get it. I do, and so you can shoot me an ask or a DM anytime. I will be more than happy to help. Whether it's homework or just a vent, go for it, okay?

And above all, don't look back at what used to be, and what might have been.

When you take decisions, take them with consideration of all the information you have on hand right now. And once you've taken it, don't look back. Maybe later, with extra information, you will regret what you chose. It can happen. But you should be able to look back, and tell yourself, "No. I made that decision after considering everything I knew then. And so I do not regret the choice I made then."

You'll hear this a lot, but a set routine really really helps. I disagree with Nami, I don't think you will need late nights or overworking if you set yourself a routine. My routine changed depending on my schedule for the next day, but always make sure you get a minimum of 6 hours of sleep and some exercise, okay? It'll take you a long way.

And above all.

Anything, really.

Nothing else matters.

But be kind to yourself.

:)

I'm smiling so much with tears in my eyes. Again.

Thank you so much, Lune. Really. I appreciate this so much.

[benkeibear]

Going to have hell of a week 🥹

My practical exams are this week,after the exams I'll need to take some medication that literally knocks me out and I'll be visiting and staying over my besties this weekend after not seeing eachother since last year cause we're both students at different unis

After that I'm immediately going to the dentist to remove both my bottom wisdom teeth 😭😭😭😭 I'll also have to study within the same week for my theoretical exams (the rest of my year is going to be just as busy so I can't postpone the dentist visit)

I sent you the baby berry pics! They'll take alot of time to grow but the place where I live is always sunny, even in the winter so their growth won't be stunted

My sister got us tacos (6 beef 6 chicken) from our favourite mexican place (it's not authentic but it's the closest there is where I live)

This year feels like one bullet wound after another 🥲 once I finish my sem 1 exams I have to think about a project for the conference our institute holds every year (it has to be good because there's a 75% chance I'll show up on TV, like the years before) and then it's sem 2 immediately

At least my favourite video game series is releasing a new game this year I can enjoy during my holiday 🥹 I'll also try finishing my ALMOST 3 YEARS OLD cardigan project that I'm lowkey hating rn but I'll stick to it until it's assembled

What a year.... Sorry most of my words are just me crying lol but there's genuinely not many good news (the Christmas presents I ordered haven't arrived so I have to improvise) but luckily this year I have 2 maybe 3 potential scholarships if I pursue higher education so that's great (I'll need to graduate from 5th year first so like....I'll need 2 more years 😮‍💨)

MIMIIIIIIIII HELLO 🥺🥺

I hope you have / had fun at your besties and that the meds weren't too mean to you!

How did the exams go??

I won't ask about the dentist because I know you sent a follow up 🥹 know that my heart is with you!

Please send some sun over I haven't seen it in 3 weeks at least and I miss it severely :((

The tacos look so extremely yummy I wanna go Kirby mode and eat them through the screen 😩😩 please tell me if they were just as good as they look??

MIMI ON TV!! MIMI ON TV!! MIMI ON TV!!

I'm wishing you the best of luck and all the strength you need to be successful with the conference and the sem 2 things! You're so incredibly smart and hardworking- it surely pays off 🥺🫶

WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE GAME SERIES I AM NOSY PLEASE TELLLL MEEEE

That duckling picture sends me so hard and ever since you sent it for the first time, I can't get it out of my head 😭

I hope 2025 will be kinder to you and allows you calmer days and peace. You deserve to rest as well 🫶

[spiriteddreams]

kaedehara kazuha is here to remind everyone to take a break from your studies because you deserve it <3 a/n: wrote this in my 10min self study break pls enjoy and go drink some water

thinking about literature major kaedehara kazuha, who comes over to you while you're studying, leaning over slightly to read over the work in front of you. he's acutely aware of the wrinkled paper that rests by your hand and stress that weighs down on your shoulders. he's been counting the number of times you've ran your hand over your face, frustration bubbling with every sigh that escapes your lips. his own work has long been finished, but in all honesty, a writer's work is never truly done. and he knows all too well what it's like to stay up late staring at the same words over and over until it burns into your mind like a brand. he doesn't tell you that he could write endless poems about you and that there is no literature in this world that could ever describe you so perfectly. so it breaks his heart to see you crumbling at your desk in the middle of the night. he sees the tears in the corners of your eyes, the tenseness of muscles and the frustration that festers in the back of your mind.

"my love, take a break." his voice is gentle and soothing, breaking through the headache that has begun to throb in your head. hands trace up from your back and to your shoulders, pressing down gently as he watches you lean back in your chair. glance up at him and you'll see the understanding in his eyes, full of warmth and love.

he smiles and leans down, lips brushing against your forehead, "i'm so proud of you." let the praise wash over you, just as kazuha wraps his arms around you to tug you from the chair. let him guide you away, the work can wait for just a moment and sink into his embrace.

"you've been working so hard," he hums, "take a break, for me, please?" you want to protest, to pull away and shake your head because there are things that need to be done, assignments to be finished and turned in and you don't have time to take a break. your hands shake, anxiety creeping in and before you know it, there is a wetness on your cheeks from tears that have escaped before you could brush them away. his arms wind around you, pulling you in closer as the sobs rip through. he'll stay with you as long as it takes to wait for you to calm down. you've been working so hard, let him take care of you.

to all my loves who are stressed out with exams and stuff rn, we got this! don't forget to eat, drink water, and sleep <3 reblogs and comments are greatly appreciated!

[my-castles-crumbling]

hi cas it's career advice anon

okay so i kinda get why both my mom and best friend thinks i should continue with physics to keep my options open bc my best friend dropped science and now she hates the subject she took but my other best friend thinks i should take legal studies but she's not always the most practical yk

see i can still give the law entrance exam even if i take science but if i drop science, i'll have no choice but to do law and everyone's like "what if you don't like it" but at the same time everyone i know who's planning to take law is going to take legal studies so there's that

my mom keeps asking me how i went from refusing to hear jokes about me doing anything other than science to wanting to leave science so desperately in two weeks and idek i'm just tired of not being good at physics and it's not even interesting and it sucks when everyone around you is so good at a subject you should be good at but if i say that it'll be like i got "scared off of physics" but that's not even the thing i'm just sick of it but my friends aren't really the most helpful people in this area because one has rose tinted glasses and thinks our country works like the US (spoiler alert: it doesn't), the second one has a plan for her life which doesn't even involve academics and the other one's parents succeeded through humanities and i've only ever known science my whole life because my entire family went into it also like the nerve of my uncle to tell me that it's only three more years and that he leaves it up to me bc he has no say but he thinks i should become an engineer (he doesn't have bad intentions per se but in this age, science isn't the only thing, not even in our country)

so idk i guess what i really want to figure out rn is if i should take physics instead of legal studies. also the way my mom keeps going on and on about how my decision is so sudden isn't making me have second thoughts not exactly bc i'm not reconsidering but idk it just gets on my nerves bc it was bad enough for me to not know if i wanted to do it (we've moved past that) but now my own mom is doubting me. and sometimes she acts like she has no faith in me and my ability to get through the entrance exams and get into the best colleges and that just gets on my nerves because my own mom doesn't believe i can do it but i do and it's supposed to be the other way around but no.

Okay but let's not think about what you're good at. What do you LIKE? Because you can study and get better at subject, but changing your passions is a lot harder.

Whatever you like and care about is what you should do. I believe in you, as long as you focus on that <3

[hissterical-nyaan]

Hiii I'm not sure how many people are giving CLAT tomorrow but from a senior to a kiddo - Please try to relax!! Stop revising and absolutely do not study tomorrow

Eat a really good breakfast and eat a nice snack before the exam. I know you're very nervous but food will definitely help. You can keep a sprite or some soda on hand for nausea but eating is really important <3

Also despite what people say, this exam is not the end of your life. Saying this as someone from a "good college" who has seen numerous batchmates leave it even after making it to Top 100 ranks. You will have so many more opportunities so please please don't let anyone tell you that you fucked up your life just because of one exam. You are extremely young right now. Most of you are like babies okay? Whatever you do rn does not have enough impact to ruin or make your life.

Good luck!!! Stay cool and try not to panic. Start with a section you're confident in and don't try to hurry. Keep an eye on the time but don't fixate on it. Accuracy is as important as the number of attempts

Love you <3

[in-flvx]

i dislike the incorrect quote too but i disagree with your tags on that post - i hope that's OK. i don't think remus actually wanted or expected sirius to help him study. yes, he knew him well after 5 years of friendship, he knew sirius was exceptionally bright but he also had to know that sirius wouldn't jump at the opportunity to revise Tranfiguration questions with him. he said what he said because he had let his frustration show for a second ('You might,' said Lupin darkly) and he needed to quickly cover his arse and defuse the tension. he wanted to take a jab at sirius but also avoid having a fight or actually talking about the matter (that's such a classic remus move imo). he knew exactly how sirius would react. and that's why he didn't ask his other friends for help - because he didn't actually want help. remus was trying to entertain and distract a bored sirius in his own way - by offering something to bitch and moan about (remus's swottiness) but james had a better idea (as always lol)

Hi ❤️

I got halfway through my response before I had to look something up and tumblr then deleted all of it 🙄

But yea it's always alright to disagree with me. I don't think we will see eye to eye on this one though.

My read of the 'you might' will probably forever be coloured by the translation I first read, in which Remus basically agrees with Sirius that it would be great if it was a full moon rn. Either way, I never read it as the negative jab (though you're right that would be very Remus), or the tension filled reference to 'the prank' which most people see in it. I'm not saying they're wrong either, I just don't read it that way.

But to the more important part... Sirius bitching and moaning about remus' swottiness is entirely fanon, and even the language you use is fanon. Sirius, in the text, never bitches or moans about anything, least of all the acquisition of knowledge. He speaks fondly about remus having been the 'good boy' who became prefect, and he never, not once, laughs about people's curiosity or smth. Not even snape, who he insults in every way possible, does he insult for learning. He critizises his posture as he writes, his hair, his clothes, but not the fact that he writes so much or reads between classes. Snapes intelligence is like the one thing Sirius respects about him.

So why would he make fun of something his friend does when he doesn't even do with his enemy.

It's also not something Remus would invite. Being ridiculed I mean. He is very concerned with the way people perceive him, and while he rarely (not never but rarely) appears as aggressive or imposing, he also uses the rules of conversation in his favor. He might not be such a master at it at 15 as he is at 34, but I don't think he'd willingly let someone make fun of him.

Which is also not what happens afterwards btw. Sirius doesn't make fun of Remus for asking for help, or for studying. He just tells him that helping Remus revise won't help Sirius with his boredom and then he moves on.

Further on, we don't know if sirius liked to help his friends revise or not. He certainly doesn't have a problem helping Harry, but that's his godson, and we know that sirius (and James) helped Peter every step of the way to become an animagus. Sirius even sends Harry extra books in ootp to help with the da. Sirius respects knowledge, and intellect. He helps other people furthering their own horizon. He wouldn't bitch or moan about remus trying to learn smth. It's only boring to sirius, who is already bored, and knows everything for the upcoming exam.

Now, idk if Remus actually wanted help, or just entertain Sirius, though I usually also go with the entertainment read of the situation, and just offered a new view with my tags on that post. But Sirius bitching and moaning about remus' swottiness is as much fanon as Sirius' inability to go a day without commenting on Remus' grandpa sweaters and how cool he is despite them, or Sirius' disbelieve that remus can both read and smoke weed.

I hope this makes sense.

[candy69gurl]

Just wondering, what’s ur agenda look like rn? Like what kinda stuff r u workin on

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[khaleesiofalicante]

Hey. So I just got back some results of an exam I did two months ago. And it was the most important exam I have ever taken. And I was so anxious about it and I studied for MONTHS. I really tried my best and there were times I even cried while studying bc it was so much (I think it's the first time I've cried while studying lol)

And I didn't pass. And it fucking sucks and I'm crying a little bit (well, a lot) and I feel horrible

But I just wanted to thank you for this part of last chapter.

His thought process is always the same every time he loses – what did I do wrong? When he was training for the Olympics, he had a whole team prepping him for it. There was a sports psychologist too. She’d always tell him, when things go wrong, don’t always wonder what you did wrong. Because sometimes things go wrong because the things around us aren’t working right. You shouldn’t always blame yourself as the first step because sometimes no matter how hard you try, things just won’t work out.

It just sucks rn. But I remembered this and felt a little bit better.

Thanks <3

Oh, Noah, I am so sorry to hear that. I am glad this brought you comfort.

I meant what I said. Sometimes it doesn't matter how hard you try and things don't work out. It's just how things are and it really sucks.

But what you should ALWAYS take away is not that you failed, but that you are someone who tries really hard. I think, perhaps, all this hard work is meant for something else. I know you will find it. .

When I was in school, we learned an interesting concept in child psychology called the growth mindset: parents should always praise effort rather than just the outcome. For example, instead of saying "you did so well!", it's better to say "you worked so hard!" Instead of saying "You're so smart!", you can say: "I can see how hard you've been studying."

Because this helps children understand that their efforts matter regardless of the outcome. Otherwise, children may learn that their efforts only count when they are successful.

I wish more adults were taught this too.

I am so proud of you for putting in the effort.

I believe that when the right opportunity comes your way, this hard work will lead you to where you're meant to be (it may sound cryptic, but trust me on this).

Sending you a lot of love 💙