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LINK TO ORIGINAL COMMENT BY @erizumon

TRANSLATION:

This introduction made me feel a special warmth inside, especially when I see them being so loving with each other, it's one of those things that simply make me smile 😊 What beautiful love, it makes me cry haha

And it's even more beautiful to see Heinz so dedicated to Perry, oh my god, we all deserve a Heinz in our lives.

「How did... you find me?」

Ooh, first uncomfortable question.

Well done there Heinz, it's better to give Perry time before subjecting him to stress that he's not ready to deal with yet, not to mention that everything that happened with Lawrence is already a pretty heavy topic on its own.

"Forever and a day, then,"

HE SAID IT, HE SAID IIIT HE SAID THE PHRASE AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!! shrieks like a hedgehog LEX YOU ALWAYS MAKE ME CRY WOMAN TTATT AAAAAAAH!!! }

DUDE THIS MAKES THE SALVATION FIC EVEN STRONGER, BECAUSE PERRY DID FULFILL THAT PROMISE. MY GOD THEY ARE BEAUTIFUL!!!

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[ He counted each precious breath ]

The fact that those two did exactly the same thing in parallel situations when they feel their lives ending at that moment, makes a part of my heart feel another nice warmth in my chest. I swear that the more I read, the more I remember Salvation and I don't know if it was intentional or not, but if not, it's a beautiful coincidence.

The truth is... It was much harder to say something about this here. Mainly because this whole situation is much more difficult to explain. Seeing Perry so terrified but at the same time assimilating step by step what's going to happen now that his secrets have come to light weighs on your soul. Because it's not just telling his cousin that he can no longer be part of the family, but on top of that, his nephews will have to lose their uncle a second time and god, seeing Ferb like this breaks my heart even more.

I WANT TO HUG HIM TIGHTLY Q_Q AAAAAHHH BABY!!! But damn, as I read more I applaud Heinz for being Perry's rock in a moment of need this time. If it wasn't because I know everything will turn out okay thanks to Forever and a Day, I swear I'd be crying worse than I am now.

Poor Perry, seeing him suffer kills you and seeing Lawrence break down because he'll lose his brother when he was so close to seeing him die weighs on me even more.

All our hearts broke, Perry... All of us.

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Reading this part hurt me a lot, mainly because Peter is one of my favorite characters, but I understand that everyone has their own interpretation of Peter and if the idea is to make him hated, you certainly achieved it. However, I like to believe that deep down Peter isn't so bad, he's just an idiot.

An idiot who, despite everything, did what he had to do. So at least as an agent, he never failed. At least I want to take that away from him.

I hate you Peter.

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You know Francis? Of all the characters I ever came to hate when I got into this part of the fandom, with you it was pretty instantaneous, I don't know if it's because maybe you're often portrayed as much stupider than you really are or if it's because your way of acting borders on cruelty.

But without a doubt, you always make me remember the exact reason why I have you as a villain in my own fic. Because not even for your stupid best agent are you capable of behaving like a human being.

You're disgusting Monogram.

Look you son of a bitch, even Peter who is an idiot with a capital letter has two grams of empathy that you lack, of course, maybe it's not in your power to change Perry's situation, but what a shitty thing on your part to act like this towards the guy who has saved your ass more than once and you don't hesitate to behave like shit even in front of who you know... SAVED YOUR FUCKING BEST AGENT, MY GOD, MY URGE TO CRY HAS TURNED INTO FUCKING DOG RAGE MY GOD starts cursing in Mexican

GO TO HELL MONOGRAM!!!!

Inhale... And Exhale

Let's go, with several points here, I think and I say I THINK knowing that I could be totally wrong but, even I felt that little disturbance in the earth when Heinz asks if they knew each other. Honestly, it does feel like there's a hint of a deeper story, so as the perfect gossip that I am, I'll wait for more updates on that drama.

And Harvey, I love you. We share the same neuron.

Reading everything else made me explode with excitement at the idea that MAJOR CORPORATE GOSSIP IS COMING HERE, DAMN!!! Because if the dirty laundry that the agency definitely wants to keep hidden was mentioned, it's because sooner or later it will be discovered AND I'LL HAPPILY WAIT FOR THAT DAY.

On the other hand, putting aside my stupid brain, I must say that... If I already loved Harvey, now I just want to kiss him after everything he did to get here, even when there was a risk of losing his job he stood firm in what was really his duty and didn't abandon one of his own, he held his head high until the end and I'm sure he'll be a great agent in the future, so I just hope to see how you'll develop the character in the future because as far as I'm concerned, he has moved up into my top 5 favorite characters in this fic.

Oh Heinz... When you have faith, you make me have it too and that hurts me, because I feel it will be horrible when faith fails and I don't know if I'm prepared for what's coming.

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This was the part I wasn't ready for.

It took me a while to follow it, because, of all the times I've seen Perry reveal his secrets, this is the one that has made me cry the most, because here there's no magical answer for everything, no incredibly convenient solution, there's nothing.

Just the inevitable farewell to a part that will die with them, a new perspective of the other and a relationship that can never be. Because as Perry said, it wasn't fair that when he finally could give them the answers he so longed to give, they were taken away from him, it wasn't fair to see someone important to him die, because... how many people, lives or loves would he have to lose for the world to be satisfied? How much more would he have to give of himself for a better world? Damn, I felt a part of my heart break with Perry's and if I ever felt any sympathy for the agency, now it has certainly died completely for me.

Forever and a Day is being my consolation now Lex, IT'S THE ONE THAT REMINDS ME NOT TO LOSE MY SANITY HERE TT_TT DAMN IT, I CAN'T HANDLE THIS, I CAN'T STAND IT AAAAAH!!!!

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I swear for a moment I thought Monogram had done something good when I saw that the message had been sent from Francis's account, but now I love how you completely changed the theory that formed in my head to openly suspect Monogram, I feel like the conspiracy nut who starts suspecting everyone at the slightest sign.

AND I LOVE IT.

On the other hand, I have a theory that I already know who Sig and N are, but I won't say anything for now because I want to be sure, however, this certainly calls for a next part AND I'LL WAIT FOR IT WITH MUCH LOVE!!!

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The pure and hard satisfaction of seeing Monogram lose his smile gave me a thousand years of life, but seeing Heinz being a little bully in front of Monogram makes me want to scream with pure unattainable emotion.

I DON'T KNOW WHO THE HELL GENERAL GENDERLECT IS BUT I LOVE HIM.

And you know what's the best thing about all this? That no matter how angry he gets, how much he denies it and even tries to threaten, he can't do anything to change the situation, gosh, this makes up for all the tears I've shed in this chapter.

And as I suspected, Heinz was right to have faith. AND AS LONG AS HE HAS IT, I'LL HAVE IT TOO.

Because as long as they exist, I'll always believe in love.

.....

I discovered this story when you were on chapter 9, in one of the worst moments of my life. I was going through a divorce that had taken a part of me that I'm still trying to recover to this day, I still remember it was three in the morning, when I came across your story, crying because I didn't know why despite having tried to be a good wife I hadn't managed to have my happy ending.

And then your Perry came along and reminded me of the kind of love I want and hope to deserve someday, you reminded me of all the times I fought, cried, screamed in rage when things didn't go the way I wanted and you gave me hope that you can always have a good ending even if it might take a long time to come. Proselytization grew with me, it accompanied me in every part of my recovery journey and gave me the strength to keep going until today. And if it wasn't for this story, maybe I wouldn't be here, writing a fanfic, much less would I have met the lovely people who are precious friends to me today.

You marked a before and after in my life and I'll never have enough days to thank you for this. You are the standard of what I want to be someday, you are the writer who reminds me to never give up and always strive to do better every day, thank you for giving us this wonderful story Lex. Thank you for writing, thank you for existing, thank you for being you.

And I sincerely hope that my life never ends, so I can keep reading you.

[bloomzone]

2025 : #9 stop negative self talk

FOR REAL ! The way you speak to yourself is the foundation of your entire life It’s the silent force that dictates how you carry urself, the risks u take, and whether you rise or stay stuck.

✒️..Think about it. Every time you tell yourself, “I’m not good enough,” you’re not just thinking it—you’re believing it. And when you believe it, you act on it. You hesitate, you hold back, and you rob urself of opportunities that could’ve changed your life cuz the only thing standing between you and the life you want is the way you talk to yourself. Change the narrative, and you’ll change your life.

Why Negative Self-Talk is Destructive

1. It Becomes Your Identity

The more you repeat those doubts, the more they define you. If you keep saying, “I can’t handle this,” you’ll convince yourself it’s true—even when it’s not.

2. It Limits Your Growth

The human brain is wired to focus on what you feed it. Feed it negativity, and that’s all it will see. But feed it possibility, and you’ll open doors you didn’t even know existed. (It's real ❕)

3. It Wastes Time

Every second spent tearing yourself down is a second you could’ve spent building yourself up, learning something new, or moving closer to your goals.

How to Stop the Cycle

1. Recognize the Lies

Negative self-talk is a liar. It tells you you’re not capable, that you’re not worthy, that you’ll never measure up. But let me ask you this: Where’s the proof? Where’s the evidence? Most of the time, those thoughts aren’t grounded in reality—they’re a product of fear and self-doubt.

2. Speak with Purpose

Your words shape your reality. So start being intentional about the way you talk to yourself. Replace “I’ll never get this right” with “I’m learning, and I’ll get better with time.” It’s not about lying to yourself—it’s about shifting your focus to what’s possible.

3. Challenge Your Comfort Zone

Negative self-talk thrives in stagnation. When you stay in your comfort zone, you give those thoughts room to grow. Push yourself into situations where you can prove those doubts wrong. Show yourself that you’re more capable than you think.

4. Practice Self-Respect

Respect yourself enough to stop tolerating toxic thoughts. Think of it like this: If someone else spoke to you the way you speak to yourself, would you put up with it? No WAY HAHA So why accept it from your own mind?

NOTES TO ADD TO UR 2025 BUCKET LIST!

1. Audit Your Thoughts

Spend one day writing down every negative thought you have. By the end of the day, review the list and challenge each one. Ask yourself: “Is this actually true? Or is it just fear talking?”

2. Set a Daily Affirmation

Every morning, choose one affirmation that resonates with you. For example: “I am resilient,” or “I am capable of overcoming challenges.” Repeat it to yourself throughout the day. I recommend GRATITUDE APP !

3. Track Small Wins

At the end of each day, write down one thing you did well. No matter how small it seems, acknowledge your progress.

4. Surround Yourself with Positivity

Pay attention to the people and environments that influence your mindset. If someone or something consistently feeds your self-doubt, cut it out. You owe it to yourself to be in spaces that uplift you.

You don’t have time for this self-sabotage anymore. Life is short, and every day wasted on negative self-talk is a day you’ll never get back. You are stronger, smarter, and more capable than you give yourself credit for—but none of that will matter if you don’t start believing it.

@bloomzone 📇

[mindfulstudyquest]

❥﹒♡﹒☕﹒ 𝗯𝗲 𝘀𝗺𝗮𝗿𝘁𝗲𝗿 ( 𝗮𝗰𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗺𝗶𝗰𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗼𝗻𝗹𝘆 !! )

𝟭. improve your writing skills ( ✒️ )

i feel that not everyone has the perception of how important it is to know how to write. you don't have to be a poet, nor the new emily brontë, but fluid, conscious, rich writing makes the difference. really. you could write a page without saying anything at all, but if that damn page is written good and smoothly, then you can be sure that you will get extra points. take the time to improve your writing skills, the best advice i have for doing so is reading. read as much as you can. read novels (non-fiction in this case doesn't help because the content is preferred rather than the form), read contemporary authors – you don't necessarily have to read sophocles' tragedies, but read quality stuff. expand your vocabulary, your knowledge of syntax, learn to use punctuation! and then write, tell stories, write love letters, write reviews of films, books, cultural festivals, open a blog on tumblr and write to practice, reread what you write ad nauseam, until it is perfect, until the form of your essay is pulitzer prize worthy.

bonus some of my favourite authors (tell me in the comments about yours!): ian mcewan, banana yoshimoto, haruki murakami, george orwell, josé saramago, albert camus, khaled hosseini, hanya yanagihara

𝟮. develop critical thinking ( 💭 )

if you have always studied passively by absorbing information and vomiting it onto a test sheet then you have wasted your time. taking on information is not enough, you need to know how to rework it and develop your own idea about it. especially in the arts and literature one may disagree with certain information provided by a textbook. developing critical thinking is not easy, especially due to the school system that teaches us to standardize thinking. always consult all available sources on a given topic, compare them, analyze contradictions. it might be difficult and tiring – our brain spends more energy processing two conflicting pieces of information than processing two pieces of information that agree – but it will be worth it. by practicing critical thinking and improving your argumentation skills, you will not only be able to improve in your studies, becoming able to present complex topics and make interdisciplinary connections, but also in daily life, you will become much less influenced and manipulated by external information.

𝟯. find yourself an interest ( 🌷 )

it could be anything, but find an interest that excites you and you enjoy and do research about it. watch videos, documentaries, read articles. it doesn't have to be school-related, it must be an external topic that you are passionate about and that allows you to rediscover the joy of studying and learning every time school seems to suffocate it. sometimes i'm not in the mood to study for exams, so i dedicate myself to my personal research and finally find my spark, my seek for knowledge. for example, my interest is true crime, it has always fascinated me since i was little, but yours could be wild animals, makeup, comics, ships, planes, ocean flora, literally anything. there is no constraint.

𝟰. analyze your mistakes and recognize your wrongs ( 🫒 )

there is no shame in making mistakes. everyone makes mistakes, we are human, but the real sin is getting bogged down in mistakes, refusing to acknowledge them, and continuing to make them again and again. we should be continually growing, continually discovering ourselves, both intellectually and emotionally. how many of you were the "gifted kid" when you were little and then grew up into burned out high school / uni students desperately seeking academic validation? there comes a time when talent isn't enough, you have to put in the effort, and this doesn't make you less intelligent or gifted, in fact, quite the opposite. dedicating time and attention to your personal and intellectual growth also means having to ruminate on your mistakes. it's scary, but it's the most effective way if you really want to improve. take a notebook and at the end of the day reflect on the highlights and the wrongs, what you could have done better, where you would like to push forward tomorrow, what you achieved today. did you make a mistake? first ask yourself why and then look for a way to solve the problem, make every bad moment a lesson, a brick on which to build the version of you you wanto to become tomorrow.

𝟱. don't be afraid of doing researches ( 🧃 )

the amount of fake news and misinformation online is appalling. opening any app like tiktok or instagram we are inundated with information that is often (not always, but not so rarely) inaccurate. don't be afraid to conduct your own research, if you have time to mindlessly scroll through tiktok you will also have five minutes to read an article regarding that information provided. don't know the meaning of a word? look it up before using it. not sure about a piece of information? check it before using it in your argumentation. in the age of immediate access to data we have no excuse to be superficial.

𝟲. master communication ( ♟️ )

mastering communication is essential in both personal and professional realms. it's the cornerstone of building meaningful relationships, whether it's conveying ideas effectively in academia or fostering connections in the workplace. developing strong communication skills not only enhances your ability to articulate thoughts but also empowers you to listen actively, empathize with others, and resolve conflicts constructively. ultimately, honing these skills cultivates confidence, credibility, and success in all aspects of life.

𝟳. push yourself out of your comfort zone ( 🧸 )

build your confidence. confidence is uncomfortable. don't be afraid of it. you are young, this is the right time to experiment, take risks, discover who you really are. this is the best time for you to do those things that you would otherwise never do, you don't want to regret later in life that you didn't accept that scholarship, that trip abroad, that job opportunity, because you didn't feel comfortable enough. do things that take you out of your comfort zone until everything becomes your comfort zone. go on solo dates, be a social butterfly, tell the girl at the bookstore you love her t-shirt, go to the theater alone, eat at a restaurant alone, take that trip. if it goes badly, you'll only have one funny story to tell.

𝟴. stay informed about the news (but not too much!) ( 🌍 )

this might be controversial, but: stay informed about the news, just don't overdo it. personally, i am an easily influenced person and i realized that being constantly exposed to the bad things happening in the world had drained me and made me terribly depressed. don't get me wrong, you need to be informed about what's happening in the world and in your country, just being constantly surrounded by horrible news repeated ad nauseam on TV programs is of no use. be aware.

[kairismess]

:･.☽˚｡･ﾟ their ideal dates . . . (part 2)

featuring: bokuto kotaro, tetsuro kuroo, and tooru oikawa

🏐 genre: fluff !

✒️ word count: 641

⺌✧❀ bokuto kotaro

🦉 his ideal date: laying down on your lap.

bokuto loves being around you so often, he finds so much comfort in you that merely being around you is the best way for him to cool down and relax after an exhilarating match. you are bokuto's refuge from all the chaos and fast pace of the day... which he causes most of the time. he wishes he could stay in your embrace forever, nothing would make him happier than just being close to you, in your arms, all the time.

bokuto is a little bit of a spoiled brat around you whenever you indulge him in the hugs and cuddles he longs for, but laying down on your lap to take a break after practice is his favorite thing to do. can he help it if your thighs are so pillowy and all he wants to do apart from bite and squeeze them is to lie down on them and stare up at you, smiling like a dork and begging you to kiss him, over and over until he's drowning in your love?

⺌✧❀ tetsuro kuroo

🐈 his ideal date: tutoring you.

kuroo is a really nerdy guy, but he keeps it on the down low most of the time. he loves participating in class and reviewing his lessons when he's got nothing else to do in between periods–it's kind of strange to you, since your image of this boy before you met him was way different than the cute nerd you're dating now.

kuroo is head over heels in love with you, so much so that he jokes about doing your homework so you have no excuse not to spend the rest of the day with him–and he kind of means it, because he's that crazy for you. kuroo can never say no to helping you, he loves it whenever you come to him for homework help. and in his honest opinion... he wishes you'd come to him every time you needed help, he's more than willing to help you, and he really wants to help you pass and get grades you'd be really proud of. your success is his success, too–and as long as you need him, he'll be there; just say the word, and he'll be there.

⺌✧❀ tooru oikawa

🍞 his ideal date: sharing milkbread with you.

oikawa is volleyball obsessed... but he loves another thing, milkbread; and he ultimately loves you. his ideal date is sitting down with you, maybe during lunch break, and sharing with you pieces of his favorite brand of milkbread. he does admit (to himself) that he wishes he knew how to make it, not just for himself, but rather... kind of to impress you, just a little bit.

he knows he has kind of an ego and is put on a higher pedestal compared to others–he doesn't necessarily enjoy it, due to the pressures that kind of image has on him–but when he's with you, he doesn't feel like he has to act around you; he can be himself, a person, when with you. talking about your feelings with him and vice-versa over a good few slices of delicious milkbread is the perfect way for you both to release your pent-up feelings after a long day.

sharing milkbread with you and feeding you–sometimes teasing you and eating up the portion he was going to put in your mouth–are just some of oikawa's favorite things to do with you. he loves pissing you off, but he loves making you smile even more. to see you smile all happily after he feeds you and calls you cute when your cheeks look full and you look all happy munching the pastry down... it makes his heart flutter, just a tiny bit. maybe he'll make some next time, it'd definitely be your favorite milkbread from then on if he doesn't burn it, that is.

[cheritzteam]

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[resurrectionist3]

Timex

Daniel Cleaver x fem!Reader (18+)

✒️ - 12/25/2024 🔏 - 01/08/2025

⏳ - 5,563 words

⚠️CW - 18+ NSFW, oral stimulation (p in mouth), no p in v (yet), general smut, Daniel Cleaver and his sliminess (his presence deserves a warning)

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📜 - A fairly new hire is getting ready for a very important meeting at her job as the co editor in chief at Pemberley Press. To her surprise, she seems to have lost her favorite wristwatch.

At work, she manages to find it ... on the desk of her most insufferable colleague.

Author's Note - First fan fiction posted to Tumblr, I cannot believe it's for this man. It is actually inspired by the fact that I lost my favorite watch just before Christmas - don't ask how my brain decided to write a fan fiction because of it. I did manage to find it while I wrote this so, that's a win for me. Yes, Frankie is inspired by Francis Abernathy from The Secret History. And yes, the presence of an author named Miles Finch does indeed imply that this fan fiction and this version of Daniel Cleaver do exist in the same universe as the 2003 Christmas comedy film, Elf, starring Will Ferrel. Our beloved Mr. Reed will be here soon, I promise. But I fear I must get this freak out of my system before I can focus on the other one.

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“Chilly morning in London today, with a high of 4 degrees and a low of -1° tonight! Expect light flurries this evening with-” The cheerful English news reporter said in his routine chatter about the weather forecast. I poured out a decent serving of cat food for my sweet Argo and sat down to my own breakfast. Turning down the television volume and opening my work notebook, I reviewed the notes from the previous day regarding today’s very important meeting, with a very important author. 

I furrowed my brows as I read the author’s scribbled name, Miles Finch, trying to remember where else I had heard of him outside of work. 

My eyes drifted lower on the page to a different name that I had written down - one that made my heart race and my cheeks blush. Daniel Cleaver, my insufferably attractive colleague and co-editor in chief at Pemberley Press. Our boss, Mr. Fitzherbert, thought it would be some wonderful idea for us to work together preparing for this meeting; the loyal employee of several years teaching the new hire ‘all the way from Boston, Massachusetts’. Weeks spent working a little too closely with Daniel, all leading up to today. To be completely honest, it took its toll on me. One can only take so much of him and his arrogance. 

And his smile … his eyes … his voice … his-

“Ugh,” I caught my mind wandering and stopped, nearly choking on my morning coffee. “Enough of that, (y/n).” I said to myself as I stood from the table. 

I carefully chose a CD to play while I got dressed, settling on one burned by my friend back home. The first song, some obscure 80s pop tune, filled my room as I made my way to the closet. 

“Miniskirt and blouse,” I pondered out loud, pulling the outfit from the rack. “Or, black suit dress?”

Eyeing both choices, I tried to decide which outfit would warrant the best response during the meeting. I looked again at the miniskirt momentarily, blushing as I recalled the … effect it seemed to have on my intolerable associate when I last wore it. 

The way Daniel eyed me that entire day was undeniable. I had been rather used to his stares after 6 months of working with him, but that was different. The way he bit his lip as those icy blue eyes wandered to places they definitely shouldn’t…

“No,” I said quickly, dropping the skirt onto my bed. “Absolutely no distractions today. Suit dress it is.”

After finishing my outfit and makeup, I only had a few minutes before I had to leave. I gathered my things, listing off everything important: ‘notebook, car keys, bag, coat, scarf…’

I prattled off  my belongings in my head as I stopped at my vanity one last time. ‘Necklace, rings, wristwatch-’ I named each item as I put it on, but-

‘Wristwatch…?’  I froze mid-list as I realized my favorite watch was nowhere in sight. I opened every drawer, brows furrowed as I searched all over the apartment. I thought of anywhere it could possibly be, and yet, still nothing. 

I stopped and sighed at the new mess I had made in my hunt. Clothes and jewelry strewn over my unmade bed after my unceremonious rummage around. 

‘I wore it yesterday.. I remember that,’  I thought to myself, stood amongst the disarray. ‘Then.. where did it go afterwards?' 

Figuring it would be easily found on my desk at work,  I relented. I took all my things and left the apartment, throwing on my scarf and coat once inside the elevator. 

In the car, my mind drifted back to the watch. After earning this perfect job at Pemberley, I bought anything I wanted. Expensive jewelry, designer clothes, a new car - even my fancy apartment in London after relocating. I could probably buy 7 of the same basic black and gold Timex watch, but this one was special to me. 

“I’m being quite honest, Frankie, I can't find it anywhere,” I sigh over the phone to my best friend. “I looked all over my apartment, all over my work desk, even asked our security guard if he’d seen it. I fear it’s gone.” I slouched a little in my desk chair as I came to my upsetting realization. 

“Please, (y/n), it’s not that serious. It’s a small thing, I’ll buy you a new one if you like.” Frankie said, his voice as cool and unconcerned as always. Franklin Arkwright; assistant to the CEO of our partner publishing company back home in Boston. He was my oldest friend, and the one who managed to get me the job at Pemberley in the first place. 

I stood from my chair and paced about my office, the phone cord pulling as I walked around my desk. “It’s not just a small thing, Frankie. You know how much I love that watch, and I don't enjoy losing my belongings.” My hand went to my (y/hc) hair as I sighed again. I turned around, going to the opposite side of the room when I accidentally locked eyes with him. 

Daniel Cleaver’s office sat inconveniently right beside mine, both spaces walled completely with floor to ceiling glass (I preferred more privacy myself, but the sleek and modern look was just so in these days).

My heart quickened for a moment, sending a strange pulse through my chest as his blue eyes met mine, a smirk appearing on his face. I managed a smile back as he waved, still talking to whoever was on his own phone. He eyed me up and down as he always did, his gaze lingering on my choice of dress; the dress that I suddenly realized had such a low neckline. 

I scoffed and looked away from his irritating stares, my eyes moving to his desk instead. Frankie continued on in my ear about something his mother had said as I scanned the organized mess of Daniel’s workspace. Stacked papers and folders, pens and pencils, a paper coffee cup, my watch, a stapler-

My watch?

My eyes widened at the undeniable sight of my wristwatch sitting on the desk of none other than Daniel fucking Cleaver. The black leather wristband and gold rimmed clock face was recognizable even from where I stood. I looked back up to him as he paced about his own office, talking away on his phone. He seemed either unaware that it was there, or he at least didn't care. 

'How on earth did it get there?’ I thought to myself as I wracked my brain, finally remembering yesterday’s encounter. 

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In the meeting room, Daniel leaned against the long table as I went over my checklist for a final time. “Right, the presentation is finished, I wrote up my little spiel. Do you have yours ready, Cleaver?” I asked and instantly rolled my eyes as I caught him staring where he shouldn’t. Again. 

“Yes, yes, (y/ln), I’ll get on that straight away,” He said briskly, reluctantly meeting my eyes. I could tell he was very distracted, and likely hadn’t heard a word that I said. 

“Daniel, please just know that if you fuck up this meeting and make a fool of me, I will have your head for it.” I said in a casual voice, returning to my written list.

“Noted. Thank you, (y/ln)” Daniel responded coolly. I caught his eyes wandering again and shot him a glare. Perhaps he felt bad for not listening to me, or more than likely, he was trying to play off his stares as he leaned off the table and walked closer. 

“You know, (y/n), I never noticed how nice your watch is,” He said, tilting his head as he looked at the clock on my wrist. “I think I like it.”

 I furrowed my brows at his out-of-place comment and looked at him skeptically. “Well, I do wear it everyday, Daniel. How have you not mentioned it before?” Daniel just shrugged in response, eyes still on my wrist. 

“The gold suits you quite nicely,” He said pensively, almost as if he didn’t mean to say it out loud. Daniel gently reached out for my hand, and asked for a closer look. Confused, I set down my notebook and pen, taking the watch from my wrist. Our hands brushed momentarily as I set the watch in his palm, making my heart skip annoyingly. As he examined it, I went back to my list and finished going over everything for tomorrow. 

Before I could say another word to Daniel, Mr. Fitzherbert had entered and asked for me. The last thing I remembered was taking my notebook and pen, and hurrying out - leaving my favorite watch with Daniel. Fucking. Cleaver. 

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“(y/n)...? (Y/N)??” Frankie repeated over the phone, taking me out of my memory. “Are you still there, babe?” 

I let out a laugh and took a breath as I realized I was still on the phone with him. “Y-yea, I’m still here, Frankie.. But I think I should go. I, uhm, I found my watch.”

Without another word, I said goodbye and hung up the phone. Daniel had also finished his own phone call and was standing by the window, reading some documents. I closed my eyes and pinched the bridge of my nose as I contemplated actually going over there. After all, it IS just a watch. But, it was still my favorite one. 

I readjusted my dress and made my way to Daniel’s office, entering politely. “Afternoon, Mr. Cleaver,” I said with the nicest smile I could manage. “Today’s the day! Big meeting with Miles Finch. I hope you’re ready!” 

Daniel flashed me a smile - that terribly charming smile of his. “Good afternoon to you, Miss (y/ln). To what do I owe this lovely intrusion?” 

From the look he gave me I could tell, he knew what I was there for.  My eyes went from him to my watch, sat right on his desk beside his computer, almost displayed like some kind of trophy. I lost my fake smile and relaxed, crossing my arms. “I’m here to see if you're prepared. And to take my watch back; I’ve been looking for it all morning.” 

Daniel looked confused and taken aback by my statement. “Your watch..? (y/ln), you must be barking, I don’t have your watch.” 

I narrowed my eyes at him and walked towards his desk. I wasn’t in any mood for his games today. “Yes, Daniel. This watch, it’s mine.” I reached out to take it, just as he bent over the desk and picked it up himself. 

“Oh, this watch? Odd, what is it doing here? Are you sure it’s yours?” Daniel said while he examined it just like he did the day prior. I rolled my eyes at him and his antics. 

“Yesterday.. The meeting room? You asked to see it and then I had to go.” I recalled briefly, still irritated with his little act. “I really have been looking for it all morning, I’ve been worried half to death.” 

Daniel’s eyes widened in fake shock. “Half to death? God, (y/ln), it’s just a watch,” He said, turning it over in his hands. “Why do you wear it everyday? It's a bit worse for wear, isn't it? Scratches in the glass here, creasing in the wristband. And, oh dear, is that a crack? Surely, they pay you enough to buy a nicer one.” 

I glared at him from the other side of his desk and huffed in anger. “It’s very special to me, Daniel. My dear friend, Frankie, gave it to me before I left home to move here. It used to belong to him; he knew I loved it so much,” I stopped myself and sighed. Something told me that it was futile to try and explain the emotional value of a wristwatch to someone like Daniel Cleaver. “It’s .. sentimental. Perhaps you’d understand if you had friends of your own, now I’d like to have it back please.” 

The emphasis on my statement didn't seem to matter as Daniel just smiled to himself and looked back at my watch. “How dare you presume to know the status of my personal friendships,” He said after taking a gasp of fake offence. 

I held my hand out for him to give the watch back, a silent plea for him to end this ridiculous nonsense. But to my confusion and irritation, instead of offering it back, he pulled back his sleeve and put it on. “You know, I think I'll hold onto it for you. Just for today, what do you think, (y/ln)?” 

It was my turn to be taken aback now. “What, no- Cleaver, just give it to me,” I said, my already thin patience running thinner. “This isn’t grade school, what are we, confiscating each other’s belongings now..?” 

Daniel said nothing as he walked around his desk and stopped in front of me - a little too close for a colleague. “You can come back and collect it at the end of the day. Stay later tonight.. If you want it back, then you’ll know where to find me, hmm?” He said, his voice patronizing. Yet, quiet and … suggestive. He was so close, I could smell his cologne - a familiar fragrance from Jo Malone. He lifted his hand and I held my breath, ready for him to do something deranged, like brush back my hair or caress my cheek. Hell, he was close enough to lean in for a kiss.

 Instead, he looked over my shoulder at my watch on his wrist to check the time. “Well look at that.. It’s time to meet Miles Finch,” Daniel said with a quick smile as he stepped back to his desk to pick up some documents. According to the clock on his wall, he was right - ten minutes until 3pm. A few people from different departments even walked by Daniel’s office and into the elevator, clearly on their way to the meeting room. 

Daniel walked past me quickly and I followed behind to retrieve my own things from my office, just as he stopped and turned back.

“Hot dress, by the way, (y/ln),” He started, making my cheeks blush red. “With a neckline that low, I’m sure you won’t even need your notes in order to convince them.”

I gasped and tried to interject as he made his way out to the elevator. 

The meeting came and went, ending on a high note with Miles Finch agreeing to our proposed contract for his upcoming book series. It was truly a triumph; after weeks of hard work and preparation, it actually paid off. The entire meeting room filed out, talking happily and shaking hands with one another with a few minutes to spare before the end of the work day. I was approached numerous times by colleagues and representatives visiting from our New York location, congratulating me and Daniel on a job well done. As the building slowly emptied, I retreated back to my office and opened my computer to start on some extra work. I hadn’t forgotten about what Daniel said. And I certainly hadn't forgotten about my damned wristwatch. 

There were five separate invitations to go out for drinks with everyone from the meeting. And I really did wish to attend. Perhaps for a chance to earn a spot within Miles Finch’s good graces (he was said to be a difficult man to please), but I declined every single one. “Such hard workers, you and Mr. Cleaver are. You make an excellent team, I’m quite glad to have hired you.” Mr. Fitzherbert said when he heard that Daniel and I wished to stay late to ‘get ahead’ on the next big project. 

‘Oh yes,’ I thought to myself. ‘I'm sure we’ll be working very hard tonight.’ It was the only thought I had in my mind as the boss praised us. Checking my email for a final time before I got to work, I noticed a new message. The sender’s name made me sigh and curse as I clicked it open. 

 ‘45 minutes, floor will be empty. 

50 minutes, after George does his rounds, you know what to do.

-DC’

The wall clock ticked away at an agonizingly slow pace. A few times, I even caught myself instinctually turning my wrist to check the time, and cursing under my breath when I found nothing there. When the time finally arrived, George, the security guard walked casually past my glass-walled office. We exchanged polite waves and I watched him walk through the room and out, heading for the stairwell. I recognized my moment, and turned off my computer. I took my things as if I were ready to leave: packed my notebook and pen into my bag, gathered up my coat and scarf, and made the dreadful walk of shame to Daniel’s office door. I felt his eyes on me as I hesitated outside, wondering again if this was all really worth it. I knew I wasn’t just going to walk in, collect my trinket, and go. It would never be that easy with Daniel. 

“About time, (y/ln), took you long enough to finally open the door. Having second thoughts?” Daniel said, without looking up from his computer screen. 

“Actually, yes,” I confessed, putting my belongings down on the chair by the door. “Am I going to regret coming in here, Cleaver..?” I gave him a sincere look of worry. His expression visibly softened as he stood from his desk and walked over. He stopped in front of me, just like he had done earlier. Except this time, there was no one around to see us. No one to watch him do something deranged… like brushing back my hair, or caressing my cheek. Or..

“Daniel,” I whispered, pulling away when he leaned in. My hand went to his chest, ghosting against the bare skin where his dress shirt was left unbuttoned. “Please - don’t risk our positions, or our jobs, for this silliness.” Daniel responded with a soft smile as his hand went to my cheek, caressing it gently. 

“It’s only a problem if we’re caught, (y/n).” Daniel began, his other hand trailing slowly up my side and to my waist. He pulled me against him and I stumbled a little, falling against Daniel’s chest and fully into his arms - right where he wanted me. “And if we are, which we won’t be, I’ll take the blame. It’s my idea after all. I’ll risk my position and my job… not yours.”

Somehow, Daniel’s own version of a sacrifice was endearing enough to make me blush furiously. I opened my mouth to protest, just to be met with his thumb gliding gently over my bottom lip. “It’s alright, (y/n),” He whispered with an amused smile on his face. He winked and I couldn't help but return the smile. Daniel backed away briefly, pulling me by the arm to his desk where I settled against it. He resumed his place in front of me, pulling me back into his embrace. “I’ve got it all figured out… and I've got you.”

I felt myself physically relax at Daniel’s words - more relaxed than I’ve ever felt while being with him. I raised my eyebrows at his statement, sighing against his lips. “You always have everything figured out, don't you Daniel?” Before he could give me one of his clever responses, I closed the gap between us and pressed my lips to his. Just to shut him up. 

His hand settled on my hip, keeping me pinned against his desk. I let my own hands move up his chest, and over his shoulders. One hand rest on the back of his neck, while the other went up into his hair, getting tangled in his dark locks. He let out a moan against my lips, and I couldn't help my mischievous smile.

“Excuse my enthusiasm, (y/n),” Daniel began, pulling away only enough to form words. “But I have been fucking dying to get you like this since the day I met you.” It was my turn to be amused now. I smiled and bit my bottom lip, delighted to see him this flustered. “Oh, I can tell, Daniel,” The feeling of his growing erection against me was enough to know that he was serious. I let my hands fall from their work in his hair, dropping one to his shoulder and the other to the desk behind me. It rested beside Daniel’s left hand, my fingers ghosting over his. “To make a confession of my own, I’ve always found you rather attractive - hot as fuck, even. But your insufferable arrogance was often far to much for me to bear.” 

Daniel laughed against my neck as he dipped down to kiss the sensitive skin there, earning a breathy moan from me. I moved my hand from the desktop, gliding over his hand and to his wrist, where I felt the undeniable outline of my watch. I quickly moved my hand up, tightening around his forearm as he nipped at my neck, hoping he wouldn’t get suspicious. “Daniel…” I moaned to him, making him hold my waist tighter in response. My other hand slid off his shoulder and down his back to distract him while I began to remove my watch from his wrist. 

‘Almost…’ I thought and let out a sigh when I felt the leather strap slide from the small buckle. Daniel bit into my neck harder than he had before, and I gasped sharply. He paused, bringing his quest to cover me in love bites to a close. “Don’t stop, please,” I pleaded, nearly whining for him. Not only was I close to finally getting my watch back, but the physical contact actually felt too good to lose. I felt Daniel smirk against my lips as he pulled away from me completely, my hand drifting off his shoulder and lingering outstretched for him. 

“You almost had me, (y/n),” Daniel said while he fastened my watch back onto his wrist. “Don’t make me restrain you, (y/ln). Play fairly and you’ll get what you came here for.” 

I roll my eyes and groan, crossing my arms in front of me. “Fine, Daniel. What must I do to get my precious watch back?” Daniel put a hand to his heart and gasped. 

“You wound me, (y/n), honestly,” He paced to the side of the desk, leaning on it bringing our faces inches apart once again. “I had hoped that what you wanted from me wasn't just your watch.” 

“Daniel-” I scolded, as if he were a child. He was surely acting like one. He just laughed and held up his hands in surrender after taking a step away. “Alright, (y/ln), alright. I need you to do something for me. A favor, I suppose.” His voice dropped in volume as he finished. I chewed the inside of my lip, eyeing him cautiously. 

“Like what? Take over a project for you? Cover for you while you run off to some broom closet or storage room with one of the interns?” Daniel approached me with that damned smile on his face again. The one that first made my heart race. The one that could convince me to do anything. 

“Bold of you to assume I’d be running off with anyone other than you, (y/ln). But no, nothing like that,” He paused, seemingly thinking. His tongue traced his bottom lip as his eyes scanned over my face while his hand absentmindedly rubbed my thigh beneath my skirt. “Well, you are quite good with this mouth of yours.” 

My eyes widened and my lips parted in my shock. ‘Oh, surely not.’ 

“I don’t suppose you mean I have a chance of talking my way out of this?” I asked, trying desperately to avoid what I knew he was implying. Daniel shook his head, still enamored by me as he resumed his kissing along my jaw and down my neck. “Come now, (y/n), don’t play innocent. It’s a poor act, and it doesn't look good on you.” 

He kisses and roughly nips at a spot just below my jaw, making me crane my head back and sigh. He pulled away again and looked at me. I had never seen his blue eyes look so dark. 

‘No. No. No way. Tell him no, say-’

“Fine,” I nodded to Daniel’s desk chair, telling him to sit as I pulled my hair back. I bit my lip to hide a smile as he scrambled to take his seat. I stole a pen off his desk and stuck it into my makeshift updo, securing it in place. 

I left my spot on the front of the desk, rounding it to stand between Daniel’s legs. The outline of his cock was apparent even through his dark trousers as I lowered myself down between his legs. The only sounds for a moment were heavy breaths and Daniel’s zipper sliding down. He shifted in his seat, pushing his trousers down slightly. I took a breath and paused when I slid my fingers around the waistband of his underwear. I hesitated for a moment, making Daniel hum in amusement from above me. I looked up at him, eyes locked with his. 

“You’re really doing this, (y/n)?” He said, surely meaning to challenge me. His arm was propped by his elbow on the armrest of the desk chair. My Timex watch sat, still fastened to Daniel’s wrist, looking almost like it was meant to be there. The gold hardware glinted in the low lights in the office and I felt my chest tighten at the thought of Daniel Fucking Cleaver keeping one of my most treasured possessions forever. “Of course I am,” I say, settling onto my knees and slowly letting my hands slide under Daniel’s dress shirt, up and down the sides of his torso. “I want my fucking watch back.”

Daniel nodded and readjusted himself in his seat, leaning back like a king on his throne. “Go on then Miss (y/ln). Use that pretty mouth of yours… take what you came here for.” I smiled back and rolled my eyes, letting my gaze settle on Daniel and his endearing grin. “Yes, right away, Mr. Cleaver.”

I slid my fingers into his waistband again and pulled them, no hesitation this time. My eyes widened a bit when his cock sprang free from its constraints. He was admittedly very large. Daniel let out a groan as I took him in hand and licked his tip playfully. I continued my teasing, enjoying the sounds of Daniel nearly whimpering. 

“O-ohhh, (y/n).. enough of that, please.” He begged, dropping his left hand to my face. Daniel held my chin up with one, and with the other began to stroke his cock, positioning it in front of my mouth. “No more teasing if you want your watch back.” I nodded obediently, which pleased him. 

“Now, (y/n), if you’d be so kind, just- ohhh, fuck,” Happy to quiet him, I took him into my mouth, going as deep as I comfortably could. I breathed slowly and deliberately, ensuring that I didn’t choke too severely. 

I felt Daniel’s hand snake around to the back my neck and hold me, tangling into the hair at the base. I moaned as he began to guide my head back and forth; slowly and gently. I shut my eyes for a moment, focusing on my breathing again. He was so much … more than what I had experienced in the past, and I was not accustomed to it. 

I felt Daniel move his hand from my chin and I opened my eyes slowly. His head was thrown back in ecstasy, his groans and whispers filling his office space. I pulled off his cock and trailed my tongue along the length of it, earning a hiss and a long moan of my name. I looked up again, hoping to catch his gaze and instead was met with the clockface of my watch on his wrist as his hand held the base of his cock. I stared at it before me, as I closed my lips around him again. 

‘He’s doing it on purpose, surely,’ I thought as his moans became a bit louder. 

“(y/n), fuck. I’m close, darling, so close-” Daniel groaned, his hold tightening on the back of my neck. I hummed and hollowed my cheeks as I took him, enjoying the sounds of his cries. 

I glanced up through my eyelashes and watched as he reached his climax, finishing into my mouth. I shut my eyes, swallowing what I could as Daniel’s hold on my neck loosened completely and his hand fell while he relaxed. 

“God, you are good Miss (y/ln). Fuck,” He groaned, fixing his clothes and redressing. I paused and patted his thigh gently, while I turned and spit the rest of his cum into the wastebin beneath his desk. Daniel watched as I casually stood and wiped at my mouth, rubbing off what remained of my lipstick. “Too much for you, darling?” He said, making me roll my eyes. I leaned forward, resting my hands on the chair’s armrests. My lips grazed Daniel’s tauntingly as I let my tongue glide over his bottom lip. “Is there anything else you require of me, Mr. Cleaver?” I asked with the best demure voice I could manage. 

Daniel groaned again, seemingly close to giving into me. “(y/n), darling…” He whispered, holding my face gently. “I thought I told you the innocent act isn’t your thing. Besides, as badly as I need to bend you over and fuck you on this desk, George’s next round is going to start soon and I’m confident that you don’t want him to find us like that.”

I stood and let him stand from his chair. “How do you know the security guard’s patrolling routine so well?” 

Daniel grinned. “My sweet, (y/n), why do you think?”

I didn’t give him an answer. Instead I scoffed at him and fixed the collar of my dress, crossing the room to pick up my belongings. “Oh, now I’ve earned the silent treatment have I?” Daniel leaned against his desk, watching me put on my scarf and coat. I failed to hide a smile when I watched him attempt to seem as though he wasn’t crying my name a moment ago. I crossed the room again, back over to Daniel and extended my hand wordlessly. He rolled his eyes and sighed, carefully removing the watch on his wrist. 

He lowered it into my palm and I nodded. “Thank y-,”

“On second thought,” Daniel began, cutting me off and pulling my watch away again. “I think I’ll hold onto it a little bit longer. Just until tomorrow evening, that alright, (y/ln)?”

My cheeks went warm while I watched him put the watch into his pocket and put on his own coat. I huffed, admittedly like a child, and crossed my arms. “Oh, was I not good enough?” I asked, a little too loudly. He shook his head. 

“Oh no, darling, you were wonderful. Too good for me to let this little game end right now. What do you say to … The Ritz? Tomorrow evening?” Daniel took his own things and walked to the door of his office. “I do owe you after all. I fear I’ve robbed you of a lovely night of drinks with our colleagues.”

I followed him out of the room and over to the elevator, waiting for the doors to open. “I'd say I've never been,” I confessed. “You do know you can ask me out to dinner without holding my wristwatch hostage, right?”

Daniel shrugged, sliding his arm around my waist as we watched the numbers of the floors descend. “Sure, but this is just more fun,” He leaned down, his lips grazing against my ear as he whispered, making my chest tighten. “It’s like getting back at you for those revealing outfits you’ve been wearing here - especially that little miniskirt you have.” I shivered as his fingers made gentle circles on my waist. 

He lifted his head, and stood up straight just in time for the doors to open again. George was indeed on his second round of the empty building, having left the other security guard at the front desk. We waved goodbye and were met with a cold wind beyond the front doors of Pemberley Press, the flurries mentioned on the news this morning already making their appearance. I paused to button up my coat, as Daniel examined my Timex watch yet again. 

“You know, (y/ln), I really do think this watch suits me nearly as well as it suits you.” He said, putting it back into the pocket of his trousers. I rolled my eyes and faced him. “Oh sure. Perhaps once we’re all done here you can get one of your OWN.” I heard Daniel’s laugh echoing behind me as I walked away from him. As I reached my car, I got inside and started it up wondering how on earth I was going to explain this situation to Frankie when I called him on the phone at my apartment.

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I hope you all enjoyed!! Potentially scheming a Part II at some point, but please let me know what you think!

[a-fox-studies]

Hi! I struggle with how to study efficiently. Any study tips you can give? Thank you! you're an inspiration <3

Hihi! Thankyou for the compliment :)

I'm disabled, so my study techniques have changed a lot over the years, so I'll give you both — when I was able-bodied and what I do rn.

(able bodied)

Reviewing lecture notes

📝 So the first thing I do is, review the day's lectures after coming home before doing any other leisurely activities. I come home, eat something, then look through the topics that have been done for the day, and make sure I understand everything. I don't STUDY it, but only read through.

Posing deadlines for myself:

⏳ I do this for a few days until a significant amount of portion is done, and THEN I start studying. I finish one chapter per day, or if it is a huge one, split it for two or three days. I usually pose a deadline for myself — if i have 5 hours to complete this part, and it has 25 pages, so i need to complete 5 pages in one hour, which is 1 page every 12 minutes. I know this is very specific but giving specific deadlines for myself help me complete things faster. And breaking up big chapters like this also make em less intimidating.

Pomodoro:

🕑 I used a 60-10 pomodoro, give and take a few minutes — and it worked because when I was able bodied, I could focus for longer periods of time without any difficulty.

Making notes: Is it required?

✒️ One important thing to think of while taking notes is— do you really need to take seperate notes in order to study, or is reading from the textbook enough for you? Personally, my textbooks have information that's spread through pages and I like my study material to be concise and to the point. I zone out really quickly while reading from the textbook because the information is EVERYWHERE. Abd also the lack of color makes it boring lol. This is why i make seperate notes. If you have no problem with reading from the textbook or any other printed material, I think making notes would be a waste of time.

Physical vs Digital notes:

⌨️ I extensively take physical notes. I love writing down information, color coding them, and highlighting key points. The colors help me visualize the page during the exam, and sometimes I remember an answer only because it was written in a different color than the rest of the page.

I know people who take digital notes, but that doesn't work for me because again, I zone out while reading things from a screen XD. But there are a lot of advantages like easy portability, better organization etc.

(disabled)

Start early

📝 I start studying from the first day. Since my health fluctuates a lot, I don't know when I will go down with a flare and not be able to study. So I start early and try to be ahead of the lecturers so even if I take a few days off, I'm not lagging behind.

Pomodoro:

🕑 Sitting for a long time messes up my hips, so I use a 20-5 pomodoro. I study for 20 minutes and then walk around for 5, stretching a little etc.

Posing deadlines:

⏳I make a schedule but not a very harsh one. Because I need to make it flexible as my health fluctuates a lot. So I usually assign study days for two days, then take a day off, so that I don't get burntout easily. I usually start with assignments the day it is assigned, so that I can do a little everyday and complete it before the due date without tiring myself out.

Making notes:

✒️ Even if I am disabled, I take notes (this does not apply to everyone, I'm just giving my experience). I've tried taking digital notes, and although the stylus and/or typing is much easier on my hand, I allow myself the pleasure of taking physical notes whenever I have the energy to. Because I genuinely cannot study from digital notes lol. I color code my physical notes so I can remember and recall information easily, and it also makes any topic less boring :D

These are all the tips that I use(d), I hope they help you anon!

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This is my main blog now. Gonna try my best to be a minimally insufferable internet tumblr personality.

I call myself a wizard, my religion is ?????

This is a witch and magic blog. But one of the cool ones, I swear. I like frogs, and being a good person. I post kinda consistently, and I've been active a REALLY LONG TIME in tumblr years.

Doing my best not to be appropriative or exclusionary in any way, also painfully human (read as: can make mistakes and will happily correct them). I also try to spread awareness about cults, misinformation, and other relevant topics in the magic community.

I have chronic pain, and am learning to use mobility aids. Dislocated my hip trying to get outta the bathtub, and my knee WHILE SLEEPING. Physical therapy and compression wear are my friends. 🤣 (getting that diagnosis figured out, I hurt a lot, All the time. I have theories 🦓.)

I thought I met God once in a cemetery in December 2018, and It told me to leave an abusive marriage. I don't really know what that means because I don't understand what Higher Power is. I just hope and try to believe it's there. Due to this and my religious upbringing, I am known to trip and fall into cults, or to be singled out by cult recruiters (Hi. Yes, this has happened literally more than 7 times).

I was raised in arguably one of the biggest cults in the world - no, not scientology. So I sincerely believe the only way to find God or Upper Whatever is to figure it out yourself. I suspect everyone is probably wrong in some ways, right in others. Ergo, I'm painfully agnostic. Again, cults can sniff me out - if I'm getting weird, please check on me. I'm learning to catch myself.

I work with Change in the form of Death - or Death as Change - I'm not sure if that matters. I also work with Uni, the Cat God Of Self. Which. I made up. I made a blog about that, if you can find it. You will see that a lot here. I struggle to actually "worship" anything, probably due to religious trauma. Having a lack of Faith is hard for me.

I write spells, cultivate cool posts. I hardcore try to peer review, please don't hunt me for sport for reblogging a shitty blog. My header has all my DNIS. Just send me an ask and call me out - I'll be reasonable. I also share stories.

I like dinosaurs, vegetarian food (not exclusively), talking about glasses, writing, movies, goth culture, history, reading, art, plants, and dark humor. I write a lot in the bathtub. I live in an old house in the US. Hopefully I become locally famous too, so I can quit my job and freelance forever with my chronic pain problems. Or be a ghost tour guide as my real job.

I'm a story worm. Which is like a bookworm, but with all forms of stories, like movies and podcasts and personal anecdotes. Sometimes, I tell stories. I hope the stories have value for you. I've been enamored with the art of sharing stories my entire life.

[urfavoritesecretadmirer]

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System intro |

`𓏲 ࣪₊♡`--------------------------------------------`𓏲 ࣪₊♡`

ᴄᴀʟʟ ᴍᴇ ᴀᴍᴀʏᴀ

: ̗̀➛ I am a minor. I don’t want to give specifics for safety reasons, but my range is 14-16.

: ̗̀➛ Ask to Dm

`𓏲 ࣪₊♡`--------------------------------------------`𓏲 ࣪₊♡`

ɢᴇɴᴅᴇʀ & ꜱᴇxᴜᴀʟɪᴛʏ

: ̗̀➛ I am panromantic, because of this this blog has no sexual content.

: ̗̀➛ I use Any/All pronouns. And when I say Any/Alll, I mean ANY/ALL. Literally go crazy and use any neopronouns you want because they are so cool.

`𓏲 ࣪₊♡`--------------------------------------------`𓏲 ࣪₊♡`

ʏᴇꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ɴᴏ’ꜱ

: ̗̀➛ Interact if/this is a safe space for: Yandere blogs, obsessive blogs, systems, witchcraft practitioners, all races religions sexualities, genders, etc. SFW blogs, agere, petre, all mental health, obsessive blogs.

: ̗̀➛ DNI if: General DNI, zoophiles, proshippers (sorry I don't want people who write r*pe about 6 year olds on my blog), NSFW blogs, rude bitches, support what Israel is doing, radqueer, transID (like transplural like bitch be so fr), anti-recovery, anti-self DX (from what I've seen y'all are actually so fucking rude).

: ̗̀➛ Be aware of: This blog will post triggering topics, and all triggering topics will be listed. You know what blog you are on, be cautious. We are endo neutral because we genuinely don't give a crap about that stuff. We used to be anti-endo sooo ignore that.

`𓏲 ࣪₊♡`--------------------------------------------`𓏲 ࣪₊♡`

ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴍᴇ

: ̗̀➛ System of 120+, witchcraft practitioner, mixed BIPOC, queer, grunge/gothic style, questioning Yandere

: ̗̀➛ Likes: Writing reading paranormal stuff witchcraft horror nature baking cooking card games anything ocean related theatre food in general rain fashion candy lovecore grunge Y2k him obviously letters poetry

: ̗̀➛ boundaries: No flirting asks please, I already love someone! Reblogs and notes are okay! Adults, please be mindful I am a minor! This blog is fully SFW and adults and minors are allowed as long as it is!

Yandere MBti: RAHL

MBti: INFJ-T

`𓏲 ࣪₊♡`--------------------------------------------`𓏲 ࣪₊♡`

ɴᴏᴡ ᴛʜᴇ ʏᴀɴᴅᴇʀᴇ ꜱᴛᴜꜰꜰ

: ̗̀➛ I’ll post my love letters, journal entries, etc if yall want inspiration!

: ̗̀➛ I DO NOT CONDONE ANY ACTIONS POSTED ON THIS BLOG. I would never act on these actions, this blog is a coping mechanism.

: ̗̀➛ I will refer to my darling as Him, love, darling, etc. I will not be posting names.

`𓏲 ࣪₊♡`--------------------------------------------`𓏲 ࣪₊♡`

ᴡʜᴀᴛ’ꜱ ᴛʜɪꜱ ʙʟᴏɢ ꜰᴏʀ?

: ̗̀➛ It’s a coping mechanism for me to talk about my obsessive feelings and thoughts.

: ̗̀➛ To help others. Y’all want me to read over your love letters before sending them out? Bet! Gift ideas? Bet! Journal entry ideas? Gotcha! Wanna talk to me about your crush/partner? Go ahead, just please do it in asks/notes rather than DMs! I’m here to help y'all as well as myself!

: ̗̀➛ To talk about my crush because I’m scared everyone else is annoyed with me when I talk about him.

: ̗̀➛ To post about system stuff, positivity, love, poetry, etc.

`𓏲 ࣪₊♡`--------------------------------------------`𓏲 ࣪₊♡`

ꜱᴘᴇᴄɪᴀʟ ꜰᴀɪʀɪᴇꜱ

: ̗̀➛ Anons: None yet!

: ̗̀➛ Tags:

･ ｡ﾟ ᴀᴍᴀʏᴀ ꜱᴘᴇᴀᴋꜱ☽☆: For all my posts here on now

･ ｡ﾟᴀᴍᴀʏᴀ ᴡʀɪᴛᴇꜱ ✒️💌: For all things writing related (quotes, letters, etc).

･ ｡ﾟᴀᴍᴀʏᴀ ʟᴏᴠᴇꜱ 💕❣️: When talking about my crush, will also be used a lot

･ ｡ﾟᴀᴍᴀʏᴀ ʀᴇʙʟᴏɢꜱ 📼📔: Reblogs

･ ｡ﾟᴀᴍᴀʏᴀ ᴠᴇɴᴛꜱ 🔒🧷: Ventings

･ ｡ﾟᴀᴍᴀʏᴀ ʀᴇᴠɪᴇᴡꜱ 📝🕶️: Where I review others’ works with their consent, you can use this tag if you want me to review any love letters or anything and I’ll use this tag when I make my response!

`𓏲 ࣪₊♡`--------------------------------------------`𓏲 ࣪₊♡`

ᴛʜᴀᴛ’ꜱ ɪᴛ, ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴀɴ ᴀᴍᴀᴢɪɴɢ ᴅᴀʏ ʏᴏᴜ ʙᴇᴀᴜᴛɪꜰᴜʟ ᴛᴜʟɪᴘꜱ! /ᴘ

@lovinglyobsessed = vent account

[macademiastudies]

December 14th, 2024

Day 9/150 Days of Growth

Had a quiet study day at a medical library today. I did some Azure exam prep and then spent the rest of the day coding + watching some House MD. I picked up some new books including "unlimited memory" and an official GMAT guide I'll be doing only a section every day (slow, but steady). Also rewarded myself with this Krispy Kreme tumbler which is already SO useful. What I got done today: ✒️ Finished the current section of Azure exam prep ✒️ Completed my first ever assignment in Azure ✒️ Mapped out how to fix my portfolio in Python ✒️ Some LeetCode questions ✒️ Completed 2 parts of my CS50 assignment ✒️ 20 minutes of GMAT math review

Playlist of the day:

[inators]

*A wild hedgehog appears*

I love your work so much, bye.

*Leaves you a cookie and walks away*

Well I love your work, so there!

noms on the cookie tysm <3

[bloomzone]

tomorrow morning plan [ 6-01-2025 ]

• Wake up (5:25 am )

• Drink warm water

• Study early session (40 minutes)

• Skincare

• Duolingo Chinese session (15 minutes)

• Breakfast

• Workout (15 minutes)

• Read vocabulary before school ( out at 7:55 am)

📮 .add to my plan

✒️.Stay focused in class to absorb information.

✒️.Take regular breaks to avoid burnout.

✒️.Hydrate and snack healthy to keep my energy levels up.

✒️.Review my notes daily to stay on top of my studies.

✒️.Be organized to avoid last-minute stress.

✒️.Prepare ahead for a smoother morning the next day.

@bloomzone

[jessread-s]

✩✒️✉️Review:

“Divine Rivals” is the book I cannot stop thinking about and for that reason alone, I cannot recommend it enough.

“Divine Rivals” follows Iris Winnow and Roman Kitt, two young rival journalists competing for a columnist promotion at the Oath Gazette. With her mother suffering from addiction and her brother missing after enlisting in a war among gods, Iris desperately needs to win if she hopes to hold her family together. To keep her worries at bay, she writes letters to her brother and slips them beneath her wardrobe door. Unbeknownst to Iris, they end up in the hands of Roman and he anonymously writes her back, sparking a connection that follows Iris to the front lines. 

Ross’ writing is infused with magic. Her lyrical prose and imagery contribute to her seamless world-building and instantly immersed me in the high stakes atmosphere of her world. From page one, I was sucked into the lore and mythology surrounding the gods, fascinated by their presence and role in the war. The battle is very reminiscent of both of the World Wars, so I had something familiar to cling to while reading about the front lines. The elements of realism paired very nicely with the fantastical, enriching my reading experience. 

The love story in Divine Rivals is one for the history books. I loved alternating between Iris and Roman’s perspectives because it allowed me to fully grasp their character motivations, discover the origin of their respective inner conflicts, and pinpoint the moment they each fell in love with one another. Their development from rivals at the Oath Gazette to lovers desperately clinging to each other on the battlefield is well paced, emotion filled, beautifully done in every other respect. 

I especially loved watching Iris and Roman fall in love with each other twice — in person and over letter correspondence. Ross includes the contents of each and every letter in full to forge their connection and make it more believable. With Iris in the dark about the identity of her pen pal, she falls in love with two different sides to Roman and eventually has to come to terms with the fact that her rival and correspondent are the same person. 

You’ll have to take my word for it that this book is AMAZING because my review barely scratches the surface. If I could read it again for the first time, I would. 

Cross-posted to: Instagram | Amazon | Goodreads | StoryGraph

[glassbubblestuff]

Hello - Welcome in my Bubble🫧✒️

|| Who am I and what is this blog about?

Hello and welcome to my blog “glassbubblestuff”, I am very happy to have you here:)!

In this very first blog post of mine, you will find an introduction of me, bubble and a small summary of what this blog will be about🤍

Name: bubble🫧

Pronouns: she/her

Sexuality: bisexual

Birthday: December 29th🎂 (I’m 18)

Country: Germany🇩🇪

Languages: German/ English

(This little character gives you an idea of my looks btw, credits to @veluv_art on Instagram, Twitter and TikTok)

Since I can remember I’ve always been obsessed with literature, escaping into different universes and I’ve always liked to draw, read and write. My favorite author is @aliceoseman and I love the Osemanverse in general. Her books have helped me so much in finding myself and they´ll always be my comfort books. I’m also very obsessed with the Harry Potter universe and my all-time favorite book series is the 'Empyrean' series, especially 'Iron Flame'. This series is hands down one of the best fantasy novels I've read so far and I love the concept of the bond between riders and dragons. This story is, so far, incredibly well thought-out and I can´t wait for the third book to be published in January. Rebecca Yarrows' universe really is a big inspiration for me. For almost five years now, I’ve been working on my own fantasy novel and the whole universe behind that.✒️📖

When it comes to books, my favorite genres are romance, coming-of-age, fantasy, and romantasy and I read books in English and German, which is my native language. I’ll try to read as often as I can, but since I’m still in school, I often lack the time. My biggest dream is to become an author one day but I still have a long way to go.💫

I thought about sharing book and writing related content for a while now and I finally decided to start this blog! From now on, I will try to take you with me every week and post about my favorite books, my current TBH my book progress and just general thoughts.🤍 I’m not entirely sure where this blog is going to lead me but I’m really hoping that you’re here to follow my journey through book stores, book reviews and outbursts of creativity✒️🤍📖

You are very welcome to follow my tumblr blog, and also take a look at my other socials for spontaneous updates about books or my life💫

I’m also very looking forward to getting to know you guys, so don’t be afraid to follow, comment and ask me questions. Do you have any writing tips or book recommendations? I’d love to hear about your interests and ideas for this blog! You’re also free to show my blog to people that you think would love to follow it!🫶🏻

I can’t wait to start this journey with you

Love, Bubble🫧

[annes-room]

❄️ Jan 8, 2024

new year, new blog intro! I've had this online journal for a year now and I love what I've curated it to be. it is still largely used as a studyblr, but I'd like to use it a bit more as a journal going forward. everything I reblog is like a sticker in a diary or something to decorate my room 💖

more about me below, feel free to visit anytime 🧸

I'm anne (they/she), and I'm in my third year of uni, studying stats and compsci, but I did have a brief stint in physics. I have a broad range of interests, many of which will be shared on this blog, organized using the tags detailed below.

📖 my bookshelf: updates on what I’m reading and reviews

✒️ my desk: studies and schoolwork (studyblr rbs get tagged as study inspo)

🎵 my record player: songs, music, and playlists

👗 my wardrobe: my favourite outfits and inspriation

🌙 my bed: cozy things and aesthetics I like

🖼️ my walls: art and how I would actually decorate my space

📺 my tv: shows, movies, and video games

📝 my journal: journaling and any other bits of writing I want to do on here

specific interests for posts will be tagged as well

[moonrisemonsters]

~INTRODUCTORY POST~

🌕 Welcome to Moonrise Monsters! 🌕 This is a blog dedicated to anything were-wolf related, despite this though, all types of thropics and were's, regardless of species are allowed to be discussed here. Multiple things will be posted on this blog, but not limited too.. - Movie/Book/Series reviews related to were-media. 🐺 - Written stories, poetry, OC stories etc (CAN BE SUBMITTED!! Feel free to message me them and i will either reblog it from your account or I will post it for you and credit your blog and socials etc.) 📖 - Fun things such as playlists. 🎵 - Useful references for art, also activities. 🖌️ - General discussion of lycanthropes, and thropics in general. 🐾 - May create a discord server if the blog has enough people on it! 💬 ~MEDIA RATINGS~ ⭐ When i rate a film, book or piece of were-media i will make a post about it, the brief plot and my opinions on it, what i liked and disliked and if i recommend it! (i recommend checking it out regardless to form your own opinion) The rating system will go as this, using moon phases 🌑 - Poor, but they tried. (1) 🌒 - Didn't like most of it! (2) 🌓 - Don't like or hate it, neutral. (3) 🌔 - It was good! (4) 🌕 - It was amazing! (5) ~POSTING LITERATURE~ ✒️ You are able to either send in stories, poetry, or any other form of literature that you make about thropics. You can either... - Message me about it - I can re-blog your post on your account. - I can post it for you and credit your blog and any other socials for you. MY MESSAGES ARE ALWAYS OPEN! IF YOU WANT MY DISCORD FOR EASIER COMMUNICATION, ASK ME! I DONT BITE 🦷 ASKS ARE ALWAYS OPEN, AND I WILL TRY REPLY TO THEM AS OFTEN AS POSSIBLE!