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thesaleswhisperer · 10 months ago

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Dre Baldwin on The Sales Podcast

Professional Sales Tips you'll learn today on The Sales Podcast ...

Former professional basketball player

Zig when others zag, which means sending personalized outreach

Do what doesn’t scale

“What is my competition not willing do that I will?”

He’s been making content since 2005

He has a process for researching ideal prospects

Send link to assistant to research

Assistant finds pertinent information and adds it to the CRM

He then makes the video intro

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He was always a salesperson at heart but didn’t really realize it

He has a business degree and responded to a bulletin board post “make money”

It was an MLM and after a couple of meetings he learned how to disrupt the negative assumptions about making money, which his college professors never mentioned

He got into personal development

He started selling training products to basketball players who found him on YouTube

He only played one year of high school basketball then D3 basketball and made it to the pros, so people started finding him online for his mindset content

It took a while for him to realize that not everyone thought like he did

He stopped playing ball in 2015 and wanted to get into the professional speaking business

He applied to some TED talks and got accepted

Then he started writing books

Build your own audience and master DTC, direct-to-consumer

His mom was an educator who got her college degree when he was in college

He was not “found” by the pros

When he graduated college in 2004 he worked at Foot Locker store then Bally Total Fitness

He went to an exposure camp for basketball players: you pay to play for two days with 200 other players

Then he cold-called basketball agents, which was a flip in the script

He called about 60 agents and reached 20 and sent them a VHS tape that he recorded and one agent said he’d represent him in late 2005 and got him a job in Lithuania

He was blogging and sharing his videos on YouTube

He got his experience writing then other players had questions on how to play overseas

By 2009, he started thinking about how to leverage this into a business

2015 was his last season and he played with a different team every year

Not a fan of the news

Don’t follow or associate with the negative people

Find your lane in which you can succeed

Principles—never change, Strategies, Tactics—can change daily

Your mandate as an entrepreneur is to make money, which should remain very clear

If you don’t like running ads, don’t run them. Hire someone and keep your eye on them.

You can do this with any aspect of your life.

You can create content like podcasts

Become findable

Collaborate

Be consistent

When it comes to hiring staff, give them the “brief” that needs to be clear and detailed. You need to know what you want.

If you’re an expert, I believe you should be able to produce the results and explain it to me, so here’s $100; go make it happen and explain it to me

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music-art-sport-and-more · 2 years ago

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From a Legend to a God

I'd like to know why we still have the same discussions every few years when a new kid enters the senior field.

This is gonna be a bit long, an overview of the past 10 years in figure skating, the reign of Yuzuru the First.

There are not many teenagers who have a natural connection with the music since early age, and those who have mostly struggle with jumps- which just is an important part in figure skating. For example Marin Honda. A wonderful performer, was called "the next Mao", but her jumps were atrocious and killed her career.

It's even weirder when the complains come from certain fandoms whose skater also started their senior career as jumping prodigies. I know how the mind of a Fanyu works, i've been one of them but thank God left that cult. If you followed Yuzuru basically from the beginning of his senior career, you probably forgot by now ( or chose to forget) how it all started.

He was that new kid on the blok, the reigning WJC. Even though the discussions about quads started already in the Plushenko era, it was actually Yuzuru who started the quad revolution. From the beginning he impressed with his jumping abilities, he landed his first quad (4T) in a senior competition at the first try, in a time when quads weren't a thing in juniors yet. He started beating the more experienced and "artistic" guys like Takahashi or Chan at 17/18/19 yo not because he was such a great artist, but because of his jumps. His skating overal was -sloppy. He never had natural artistry, only later in his 20's he found his own style. Even as a good jumper, he didn't had the consistency, after he learned the 4S, he struggled to land it in competition for 2 years. Yet still got good enough scores to top Chan, mostly thanks to his good SP. An aspect Fanyus also like to forget. He was never "screwed over" by the judges, even when he got silver at COC 2014 with a 5 fall program. It was the reason they changed the rules and punish falls harder since then, the "Hanyu rule", that is nothing to be proud about.

Then came Boyang Jin. The new jumping prodigy kid. The king of the 4lz. And the discussion about quads started. The same people who were glorifying Yuzuru's jumps when he was 17 and was ambitious to try new quads were now calling for the cancellation of the new quad king who just did a bit more than the guys before him. He was all over the place but was consistent enough to earn him two World medals. Lucky for Fanyus, Yuzuru was in his prime in those seasons, was pushing for 2 quads in the SP and 3 in the FS, so nobody could touch him and he already had a certain reputation. Shoma Uno was way to inconsistent thanks to his bad technique to battle him, but was supported by Takahashi's fans since they seemed similar in the way they performed ( and they also were still salty😉) and Fernandez somehow improved in that time, so Uno was being left alone to some degree.

Things got a bit more heated when an even more refined teenage quad king became senior- Nathan Chen. An upgrade from Jin, all over the place at first but his efford was recognized. Yuzuru lost a bit of his spark by then- and found himself in the position of the Takahashi's and Chan's of his time. The new kid on the blok started beating him with his own weapons.

And now it gets interesting, because we came full circle. It only needed the upgrade of the previous quad kings, the more consistent one, the God himself, to finish what was started years ago, to end the quest for quads. Because Ilia is that 17 ( now 18) years old, for now the only skater in the history who can land all existing jumps in figure skating- including the unicorn Yuzuru was chasing when he started this journey- the 4A.

What all these teenage prodigies have in common is Yuzuru. He was the one who inspired them to go above and beyond what was seen as impossible. So be proud of his impact instead of feeling threatened by the youth 🤷‍♀️

#yuzuru hanyu #daisuke takahashi #patrick chan #boyang jin #marin honda #shoma uno #nathan chen #ilia malinin #evgeni plushenko #figure skating #fs #javier fernandez

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peytouo · 2 years ago

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Too Smart (Ch. 1)

Tighnari, a high school student aiming to get an admission in one of the prestige schools of Teyvat. He started writing a journal as per Nilou's suggestion for him to remember events in his highschool life that he can reminisce in the future. To him, this is kinda weird, but what's their to lose? He'll only write his certificates and not much memorable events, until Cyno came to steal his academic placement. Ch. 2

It's the middle of spring in Teyvat and the exams have just passed. Students look more lively after a week break off of school. Except for Tighnari who's running late.

"Well??? Who's on top?" He scrambled on the streets while on a phone call with his best friend since he got into this school.

"Calm down~ Lemme look for my name first!" Tighnari rolled his eyes. "Probably the same place as last quarter." He could sense that his friend is pouting from the other end of the line. "Lou! I found yours. Great job! You've been consistent at placing 78th for the 3rd time." Ayaka cheered from the background. "Really? Darn it! I knew I did better. I even had Layla tutor me."

"Please tell me you didn't try her 'sleep study' method."

"I only copied what a star student does!"

"Lou, no wonder why Nari gave up on helping you."

"NILOU!" Tighnari yelled from the phone. "Oh right! I almost forgot hehe. Hold on..."

Tighnari managed to get on the train by a hair. Facing the week with no sleep and running on caffeine like a boss. He's a star student aiming for the best university in the nation and to be able to get recognition, he thought he should top every exam his school gives him. May it be extra-curricular or exams. He wishes for the latter though, he hates sweating. But whatever it takes, as long as he tops every subject, that would surely boost his records and get into Sumeru Akademiya easier.

"I FOUND IT! Congratulations Nari! Oh my goodness, I'm very proud of you!" Nilou squeals, but that's not what Tighnari wanted to hear exactly. "What's my rank?"

"You ranked 1st in 4 subjects! That's 4 out of 10!"

"WHAT?" If the little prick got to it again-

"Cyno's got 6 subjects perfect. He's a machine I tell you."

'That fucking dwarf.'

Tighnari, since he started studying, always aced all his classes. Spending his time in the library during most of his free time. Not because he was told to do so, he willingly studies on his own. It was always his forte. Until this little piece of shit came into his life and suddenly it's a competition. Well his competition. Cyno knows none of it.

"Prick." He mumbled. Forgetting that he's still on the phone with Nilou.

"Language Nari~" Tighnari pinched his nose bridge, still not over the results of the exam. "Why are you running late by the way? That is sooo not you. You okay?"

"Cuilein made a mess in the kitchen and I had to clean after her mess." He reasoned, which is a lie. Tighnari wasn't able to sleep because of this day. Overly worried about the results of the exam, Tighnari spent the night staring at the ceiling.

'Only the best of the best get admitted in Sumeru Akademiya and you're not one of them.'

Squishing his pillow, Tighnari prayed to the gods to please let him sleep. Unfortunately, he only got the same thought repeating over and over again until his alarm rang. "I'm one of them." He muttered before falling asleep. Collei, his little sister, starts her day an hour after Tighnari. She was all dressed-up and ready for school until she noticed that her brother's shoes are still by the door. To make sure things are okay, Collei knocked on his door to tell him that she's gonna leave and to message her should he need her to run for errands. And that's how Tighnari woke up in a rush.

"I'll make it in time for homeroom. I just got on the train so I won't have time to check the board for results." Catching his breath, Tighnari tucked his green locks behind his ear and fixed his appearance. He may not have sleep, but his appearance should look as if he had a perfect 8-hour snooze. "Anyway, I'll hang up now. Thanks Lou."

"Welcome! Also, Nari, I know you're frustrated about the whole thing, I'm with you. Chin up~ It's only the first quarter. You'll have enough time to reach #1! Tell you what, I'll treat you to dessert after class. Sounds good?" Nilou. The friend Tighnari could ever ask for. With some black magic, Nilou could always see through Tighnari's feelings that he's not even sure of. She's his EQ translator of some sort. "Lou, thanks for the gesture, but-"

"Scratch that. You're coming with me for desserts after class." Nilou puffed and even if Tighnari would want her to stop, she could always make him say yes. Well, volun-told.

Finally reaching the campus, Tighnari rushed upstairs. 'Whoever decided to put his class on the 5th floor, I hope they choke.' As he reached the 5th floor, Tighnari checked his watch while catching his breath, '3 minutes. Just in time.' Racing against time, Tighnari fast-walked through the hallway. 'Just a few more steps-- *thud*

"Ow." His sight is a little hazy, but there are 3 pairs of shoes in front of him. Once his eyes started functioning again, Tighnari looked at the poor student he bumped into. "I am so sorry."

'No fucking way in the circles of hell.'

Cyno. Of all people he'd bump first thing in the morning at the start of the week. It just had to be him. This shit who just makes him feel like he's born to be a runner up. "All good." He felt dark amber eyes staring down at him. 'If you do so as much as belittle me. I will bury you.'

"Ahehe, I'll take my leave then." Tighnari forced the most shimmering smile he could pull, despite how many times he already stabbed him in his mind. Without looking back, he rushed to his classroom. Luckily, his seat is just near the door with Nilou as his seatmate. "Oh!" She quickly fixed his bangs right after he got seated. "Lose strand. Pretty talented of you to arrive looking dashing despite the rush hour." Tighnari shook his head and rolled his eyes in a loving way while Nilou giggled at him.

This Monday didn't require much attention from the students. Almost all of their class hours involved discussing their scores and performance from last quarter. The teachers praised Tighnari for achieving such a high grade which means Cyno also gets to share the spotlight. Tighnari doesn't really mind sharing the spotlight with anyone. It's just that he wants his record a complete straight A's. To get that '#1' title in his records. But thanks to this, boy. He's good as 2nd. Every. Damn. Quarter.

"Why don't you start a diary?" Nilou was gazing out the window while stirring her strawberry latte. "What for?" He looked at her with a bit of a dumbfounded expression. He can keep a calendar marked full of his advance reading schedule, library stamps, when to buy Cuilein's cat food, Collei's exams or even their grocery schedule. But having a diary is definitely not his list. "You know~ So you can vent out your frustrations or celebrations!"

"I'll show you mine." She quickly took her bag out from under the coffee table and placed a well-decorated notebook in front of him. "That's very Nilou of you." Tighnari grinned. The cover was full of pink, red and blue stickers and had a big 'Diary' stamped on it. "Like this one for example," she opened her diary and flipped a few pages. "I wrote this one when I felt awful because my grilled cheese fell on the street when I was on my way to school." Tighnari gave her a raised brow, "Why would you even eat grilled cheese on the way?"

"Grilled cheese can be eaten anywhere Nari."

"You get a sticky mess from eating that while on the run."

"Besides the point." Nilou continued. "This entry is about when Ayaka and I went on a date in that pretty aquarium~'' There were photos of her and Ayaka glued on the pages as well as doodles of Ayaka's name. Tighnari smiled, "How long have you guys been dating again?" He brought the diary closer to him and closely looked at their photos. "Hmm, about a year and a half now." Nilou rested her chin on her knuckles, smiling at Tighnari taking an interest in her little notebook. "It's a sweet way of tracking events, but this is too creative. I mean, you know me. I'm not for glitter." Tighnari closed her diary and pushed it towards Nilou. "It doesn't have to be creative. It could be like a journal! Keep it plain and simple, but you can write anything." Nilou hugged her diary. "Take it as if you're lost in the jungle and you have to keep your legacy for future travelers to find."

"That's, kinda out-of-the-blue Lou." Tighnari laughed after taking a sip from his passion fruit ade. "I'll try. If I have the time." Nilou gave him a look. "What?" Tighnari giggled. "Just try it Nari! It would help you de-stress a bit. I promise!" She looks adorable in Tighnari's eyes. Nilou has always been there whenever he feels blue. She's good at figuring out what Tighnari's feelings. May it be good or not. Nilou was always there with him ever since.

Tighnari wasn't entirely fond of crowded places, so they left the cafe before it got buzzling with other students. He reached his doorstep a couple of minutes after. Collei would arrive an hour from now and Tighnari always took this opportunity to keep the place tidy. After greeting Cuilein, Tighnari removed his shoes and changed his clothes. Cleaning is something that calms him down and the place looks like a big hotel suite because of that. He turned the speakers on and connected his playlist before he started doing his chores.

"Cuilein has her bowl refilled. The plants are watered. Groceries... enough to last for this week. What else..." Tighnari was standing in the kitchen, running through his list in his head. Once he's assured that everything is covered, he turns the kettle on and makes a nice cup of tea. He took out his textbooks so he could read them at the breakfast bar. A piece of neatly folded paper fell from one of his books. Tighnari crouched down to pick it up. Written on it was a short message and a doodle of him.

Congratulations on your exams. Keep shining.

Tighnari has been receiving these notes since his 2nd year in school. Although he didn't try to look where it came from since he's clueless. He already asked Nilou if she knows the penmanship, but not even the ever so famous Nilou can figure out who. The anonymous sender kept Tighnari in his spirits though and kept every letter he got. He went to his room to pull out a small box containing all the letters he got from this person.

The doorbell rang and Tighnari jogged down the stairs to open the door to greet his little sister."Nii!" Collei jumped at him soon as she saw her. "Welcome home. How was school?" Collei squeezed him, "Usual, but I kinda almost got hit by a car..."

"What?! Are you hurt? Dear, how many times do I have to tell you to always look both sides before you cross." Tighnari held her shoulders and took a good look at her. Then he saw there was another person beside her. "This guy here saved me so I insisted the he come over for snacks." Collei smiled at Tighnari like she wanted to keep a stray cat she found. He turned to Collei's savior.

'WHAT IS HE DOING HERE?'

"You also have the same uniform so I think you guess already know each other." Collei fidgeted hiding a small blush. 'I despise him.' Tighnari wanted to say that out loud, but he has to keep a good face in front of his little sister. Cyno greeted Tighnari, "Hey. You really don't have let me in for snacks. I just wanted to make sure Collei here comes home safe." He patted Collei's shoulder. "What?! No no no-"

"I agree with Collei. Just in time for tea as well. Come in." Tighnari can't believe what he's saying right now. If only he doesn't view Collei as his everything, Cyno would've been kicked out the minute he saw him. "Yes! Nii makes the best tea and cookies!" Collei cheered as she takes Cyno's hand and got in the house.

Tighnari busied himself in the kitchen, murmuring to himself while Collei was keeping Cyno company. "Oh! You're classmates with Nii! I bet you guys are close friends."

'I'd rather die.' Tighnari answered in his thoughts as he placed cookies on the table. "We only just pass by each other often times." Cyno commented with a straight face. Tighnari would always come and go in school. He was never the type to stay in the classroom unless needed and he would always be with Nilou. "But aren't you both graduating students? Maybe having Cyno-nii here would make you friends!" Collei happily nibbled on a cookie.

Tighnari bit his cheeks. What is his sister saying? "Don't you like Nilou? She's my best friend you know." Tighnari stayed at the breakfast bar, sipping from his mug. "I love Nilou! But you could always have more friends. You're always in your room reading. Doesn't that bore you?" Who are you and what did you do to my sister? "Hey, I love my personal space and of course my books." Tighnari replied.

"Having other people could also boost your connections though." Cyno butted in. "See? Even Cyno-nii understands." How come you call him nii too? Tighnari sighed, "I appreciate it, but don't you have books to study other than telling me I have only 1 friend?" Tighnari stared at Collei who suddenly felt nervous. "W-well yeah. But it's history again. I have an upcoming test for it, but I'm bad at memorizing dates." She already sounds defeated.

"I can help you with that." Cyno nudged her. "I love history. Maybe I can tutor you."

Tighnari almost spatted his tea. "I think that's asking for too much. Besides, I always help Collei with her studies." No way is he coming over again. "But Nii, you're also bad at history." Collei teased. "No I'm not! I just forget some. SOME." Collei laughed at her big brother's flustered face.

"You're also busy with your books too. I think Cyno-nii could help you with your history as well." She clapped happily. "Then it's settled. I'll give you both my number if ever you need me to come over." Collei and Cyno exchanged numbers. Tighnari wanted to bomb the whole place. WHY? Of all people, it's his sister that will put him in his misery.

"I guess it's time for me to go. Thank you for the tea and cookies Tighnari." He smiled at him. "And Collei, be careful next time okay?" He gently patted her head. 'Look at him. Going goody-goody over his sister.' Tighnari wished he would just leave already. "I will! I'll text you when I need help with history too. Please have a safe trip home!." Collei waved. "I'll see you tomorrow then." Cyno turned to Tighnari and smiled at him.

He felt something clenched his heart. 'Prick. You little dwarf. Lummox.' Tighnari imagined him strangling Cyno to death, not knowing he's blushing.

Collei hopped her way back inside the house and volunteered to clean the dishes. Tighnari marched to his room to scream at his pillow. "Fuck this day." He muttered, his face red from all the screaming he did then an idea appeared on his mind.

"Why don't you start a diary?"

"You know~ So you can vent out your frustrations or celebrations!"

'Ugh. Maybe it'll help.' Tighnari got to his feet and scrambled his belongings, looking for a notebook and luckily, there was one dusty spring notebook. He put it down his study table and ripped out all the used pages. "Okay..." He can't believe he's doing this, but maybe it's worth a try. He flipped to the second page and wrote his name.

He exhaled, not entirely sure how to start this, but here goes.

Entry #1 Hi, uhm, I'm not sure how this personal journaling works. I've only done scientific journals. But today is horrible. I performed in all my subjects, that's no small feat. But this person. Let's call him dwarf. Is making it seem that I'm never good at what I do. Much like what that 'person' made me feel before. The dwarf annoys me to the bone but what can he do? No one knows I harbor such feelings about our academic standing. I am entirely grateful that he saved my little sister and somehow, things ended up with the dwarf coming over to tutor Collei. Which made me feel incompetent. But that's no big deal, right?

Tighnari stopped writing. "I'll see you tomorrow then." Cyno's smile remained clear in his mind. 'Gravely annoying!' Tighnari tugged his hair in frustration. He ended his first entry and kept the journal under his desk. His chest felt a bit light after that. Nilou is somehow right about the venting part, but no way in hell would Tighnari read his entries again. It makes him cringe.

Night came and Tighnari fixed his bag for tomorrow and got ready for bed. Just as he turned the lights off, his phone buzzed.

"Thanks for the snacks earlier. They tasted delicious. I got your number from Collei if that's okay."

"Stop haunting me." Tighnari typed in 'Fuck off' to only replace it with 'No problem.' and hit send. Tossing his phone away, Tighnari flipped to his side, "Fuck you." he mumbled and drifted to sleep.

#cynonari #cyno x tighnari #genshin impact #genshin cyno #genshin tighnari #this will have smt in the upcoming chapters

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shortstack-21 · 1 day ago

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Rant:

Working in a company as one of two marketing specialists for an entire international company with four divisions is so crazy sometimes. Plus the language barrier is very hard but I love my overseas coworkers. So,I handle two divisions and the other guy we will call Norman handles the other two.

And let me tell you something, Norman doesn't know shit. I've been trying to do a lot of things to get this company on the right track and one of them is addressing or SEO and lack of marketing tactics. Now, I'm not usually a competitive person but after two years of being bypassed or not seen as someone who STUDIED digital marketing but... I surpassed them in domain authority and lead generation! I got them to the point where we brought in MULTIPLE multi-million dollar leads from the website and gave them a platform to be proud of (I work in the med device industry)

My main division that I work on had a domain authority of 10 and within six months of hard work I got us to 45!

Now here's the main reason I'm going to not be humble or modist (that might be the better word here) and move on. The other division is sitting at a 25 and they have refused to let me assist when I brought it to their attention that there are things wrong with their website and I can help them because they don't really have the man power to do it.

I was dismissed and told that I was still new to the company even though I've been working for two years. In the same meeting he goes and says okay ladies you can go we have important materials to go through. I was dismissed like I was nothing. I am the marketing coordinator and these materials included my two divisions regarding trade shows and lead generation goals.

I, a disabled woman, fought hard for my position as a marketing coordinator and I got my division on top! It's a small thing and I know that but it took me fighting for over a year to get the tools to be able to get them where they need to be. It was rough and I wanted to quit every time I was asked why leads weren't coming in. When they asked that question I would have to remind them we weren't advertising or doing any type of marketing. I would give them a marketing plan and was told they weren't ready or belittled me because I didn't have enough experience.

I will still hear how Norman needs to give his opinion and be dropped off all important marketing decisions until it is brought to my desk with a lecture on why it's not finished yet. Meanwhile, Norman thinks colors and brand consistency doesn't matter and he refuses to work with me. He believes blogs will save us all (news flash it doesn't. It's only one SMALL part of digital marketing). Norman has been here for ten+ years and can't even define simple marketing terms and tells me "I don't know I just do what they tell me." Like this man can't even think for himself!

But for now I shall bathe in this victory that I a disabled woman who has only worked in this company for two years got my division to it's goal and blew the other division out of the water!

With the recent election I just hope my company sees me as a person who has worked her ass off to get them high quality digital leads. Still job searching and if I honestly didn't have an apartment or need health insurance I'd quit.

Okay my rant is over... ALL THE SEXIST AND ABLEIST MEN IN MY COMPANY CAN FUCKING SUCK IT!!!!

Okay now I'm done.

#ranting #OMFG I DID IT AND ALL THE MEN IN MY COMPANY CAN DUCKING SUCK IT!!!!!

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zingaplanet · 2 years ago

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I have been reading old fedal fics because I am still not over Rogers last match, and it’s so strange to see how old fics predict the future and Rogers retirement (I feel like a time traveller from the future)

For instance, in ‘all the roads we have to walk’ a movie is made about Roger and Rafa called ‘Strokes of Genius’. This fic was written IN 2009, and 9 years later, in 2018 there was actually a documentary released about them called Strokes of Genius. Wtf is this witchery?

However, in this fic Roger retires after Wimbledon 2011. We got more than 10 years more??? How lucky are we???

And this is the prediction about their stats: ‘Roger Federer won seventeen Grand Slams, and established himself as the greatest tennis player in the history of the sport. Rafael Nadal played for four years after Federer's retirement, eventually gaining twelve Grand Slam titles, including three more French Open trophies, cementing his place as the greatest clay court player in tennis history.’

Somehow, reality is even better than some fic writers more than a decade ago dared to dream :’)

I KNOW RIGHT!!!

I feel like we fedal fans are actually rlly2 lucky, we're probably the only fandom where they actuallg fulfill and surpass even our wildest imagination lol, AKA not to blow our own trumpet but they love each other more than we love them loving each other

That being said tho, I truly, genuinely believe that their greatest achievement in tennis is not their titles or record breaking grand slams etc but how both of them changed the game in terms of longevity and consistency. It is INSANE how they managed to stay in the top 10 for more than 20 years and Roger winning a slam when he's close to 40???????

That's why I think, perhaps the seed of truth thaf "they made each other" better actually lies. I always thought in terms of careers it's just bullshit because obviously they would've had less competition and maybe won more titles if the other didn't exist, but I think a lot of ppl overlook this longevity aspect. They were able to stay THAT good for THAT long precisely because of each other. Rafa even said it specifically in LC that Roger and Novak motivated him to get back from his injuries every time, I think that's the first time I heard any of them truthfully admit it. Pretty sure Roger said the same in 2017, that he got motivated to come back also because Rafa was there recovering with him.

I think, in the end, the essence of truly making each other's career better doesn't really lie in quantity but quality and Rafa and Roger knows it. They could've won more titles, stayed longer at no 1 etc if the other didn't exist, but they wouldn't have played at that high a level, wouldn't stay at the top that long, and tbh most importantly, they wouldn't have enjoyed it as much as they did.

And by god how much fun did they have!!

#my bbs NEED EACH OTHER #fedal #tx for the ask anon!#asks #tennis

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sandsofdteam-moved · 3 years ago

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In lieu of Tommy hitting 10 million subscribers, I feel like we should acknowledge his growth just as much as Dream’s. Like we can agree that the SMP gave him the platform he needed to reach his audience, but it’s CRAZY how huge he’s grown since then with only his own work and dedication to blame.

At about this time last year, he hadn’t even hit 300k yet. That means in 12 months he gained 9.7 MILLION subscribers. That’s 2/3 of Dream’s growth, and Dream’s growth was unprecedented. On Twitch too- from averaging about 1k viewers to being the #9 most followed English streamer of all time on the site and easily holding the top spot for highest individual English concurrent viewership of all time, he’s held onto the spot of #1 streamer on the site for months now.

With the unstoppable combo of his passion and skill at content creating and the combined tutelage of viral stars Dream and Wilbur Soot, he took their advice and expanded on it. His 1 mil special isn’t even 10 months old yet. He expanded from stream highlights to mod videos to what’s now his vlog channel (which annihilated the competition in its first week in gained subs, tweet link). Tommy has been so smart in his growth and it’s clear that he loves his job and he’s cracked at it too.

While keeping up with school, vlogging, organizing meetups, writing lore, streaming, recording, talking with his friend-colleagues, boosting his own friends (Eryn, Freddie, Jack, Tubbo), and cultivating a community, Tommy has still been regarded as one of the kindest kids people have ever met. Every single creator, when speaking seriously, has sung nothing but praise of him. He checked up on Wilbur when he was going through tough times and made him get out of bed every day. He consistently checks in on Dream and even went to make sure he was ok after MCC14. He popped into a call with Sapnap and Puffy to tell them to have a great day before he went to school.

He’s such an amazing content creator, a kind and compassionate human, and overall a kind soul who deserves what he has right now, and all of the success he’s gonna have in the future. Congrats on 10 mil, Tommy :)

#tommyinnit #long post #tommy pos #he’s easily one of my faves #I don’t catch as many of his streams as I’d like anymore #but I watched him grow from 120k twitch followers and 600k on youtube to now #he’s insane and deserves the world

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helenarlett-rex · 4 years ago

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So today was a day...

Not more than 10 minutes after opening the doors at work this morning I had a man try to enter the building without a mask. As I was stationed at the door this morning I offered the man a fresh mask and informed him that we are requiring people to wear masks inside the building. He ignored me by telling me that he already checked with the county commissioner and there is no county mandate for people to wear masks then walked right past me into the building. I quickly followed after him, trying to inform him that it was library policy that had nothing to do with county mandates but he again refused to listen to me and started rambling on with the same speel, refusing to listen to me. And the kicker was... he didn’t even want to use the library... He just wanted to return his books. Books he could have very easily put in the drop box right outside the door. But instead of doing that, he wanted to walk into the building without a mask to return them. In other words, he wanted to swing his dick around and prove to me he could do anything he wanted and I couldn’t stop him.

This of course went into an incident report I had to spend the morning filling out... Just because this asshole wanted to feel like no one could tell him what to do, I was forced to spend the morning filling out paperwork when I really needed to be doing other things, putting me way behind in my duties for the day. Something simple that would have taken him all of ten seconds, or even less than that if he had used the book drop, ended up costing me an hour and a half of my time which I really didn’t have to spare in the first place...

But that was only the start of my horrible day... Because the rest of the day was filled with similar people just like him who all felt the need to make our lives miserable over the covid precautions put into place in the library. As it turns out, there was to be a board meeting at the end of the day held there at the library. A full board meeting consisting of the board members of both our library and the board members of our sister library in the next town over. And one of the topics on the agenda was discussing what covid precautions were to be taken going forward. Knowing this, the local rat lickers had apparently decided to start attacking us early, and keep at it thoughout the day, almost as if they were trying to wear us down and beat us into submission before the meeting even took place.

When my library director arrived at work that afternoon, she asked me to personally attend the meeting because she had added the incident report to the agenda and wanted me there if they had any questions. I agreed to attend. And when the day came to an end and the board meeting was begin, I received the unfortunate privilege of getting to bear witness to a mob of the worst, most entitled collection of plague rats our community had to offer.

I watched as somewhere around fifty unmasked people consisting of Covid Karen’s and their entire families came pouring into the library like a group of disease infested rats scurrying off of the docks of Messina. But they weren’t satisfied to just fill the building and breath their germs all over everyone. The moment they approached the area set up for the board meeting to take place, the began instantly, and loudly showing their complete disregard for the precautions the library was trying to take. Many of them loudly announcing that they had no intention of social distancing as they began moving all the chairs that had been set up for them to ensure they were as close together as possible. I myself was forced to leave my seat when a woman scooted her own so close to me she may as well have been sitting in my lap and then further refused to allow me to move my chair away from her. I was in fact forced to stand through the entire two hour meeting because it was the only way to distance myself from the rowdy crowd intent of breathing directly down my neck.

Even without the concern of covid, I have been diagnosed with PTSD and I don’t like people getting too close to me. But this angry mob that would have looked more at place gathering outside of Frankenstein’s castle with torches and pitch forks, many of whom would go on to complain about how masks were violating their medical rights, showed no concern for my own medical rights...

As soon as the meeting began, the board opened the floor to take comments from the public and what proceeded was a literal dick swinging competition as every Karen in attendance took their turn giving prepared speeches that went through the list of every rumor, conspiracy theory, easily disproven fact, bit of misinformation with no basis, and argument of having their freedoms taken away that anyone has ever heard in argument against covid safety. Each one trying their best to top the person who spoke before them with the rest of the crowd erupting in loud cheers and applauds at the end of each speech in what can only be described as the largest circle jerk I have ever witnessed.

Many of them even forced their children, some of them too young to even understand what was going on, to stand up and talk in front of the board for sympathy points...

When the floor was finally closed to comments, and the board began going over the topics on the agenda, the ill mannered crowd continued to interrupt as if it was their own meeting and they were only allowing the board to sit in on it. They had to be told several times by the board that their time to speak was over and still they continued to interrupt and even attempt to intimidate the board.

And then, after a period of topics the foaming plague rats didn’t understand or have any interest in, the moment finally came to discuss the matter of covid precautions moving forward. And to my horror... the proposal was immediately made by a member of our sister library’s board to immediately put an end to all policy and precaution related to Covid-19. I wasn’t surprised by this... I’ve long known that the director of our sister library was a rabid Red Hat, foaming at the mouth herself, and had likewise surrounded herself with like-minded people. But that made the horror no less real as this dead eyed, unmasked man who looked as if his heart should have been beating under the floorboards of an Edgar Allan Poe story, stated that he would accept no exceptions or amendments to anything other than pretending covid had never happened.

This decrepit old vulture went so far as to prevent the rest of the board from making any further suggestions and forcing a vote on the matter, all while exchanging winks with the mob of plague rats from the one eye that still worked. And when the vote was forced it came down to a 50/50 split. Every member of my library’s board voting against the proposal, with every member of our sister library’s board voting in favor of it.

And with the vote ending in a tie, it fell to the board’s trustee to cast the tie breaking vote... A man who is so out of touch with the actual workings of the library, and has so little regard for the members of staff who keep the library running... that after knowing the man for eight years he still doesn’t know my name and continues to tell me what his name is and where his library card is located every time he checks out a book... (Yes... I know who you are... Yes, I know your card is in the box under staff... And no... my name is not Bill so stop calling me that... Bill quit six years ago...) A treatment every member of staff receives from the man I might add... (Just how many people named Bill does he think works there...?) A man who’s term limit on the board is up and this was to be his last board meeting, no less... So regardless what decision he made, he wouldn’t have to stick around to deal with the fallout of such a decision... And this was who the deciding vote was given to...

Naturally he voted in favor of the proposal and just like that I watched as every ounce of safety I had in my job was stripped away while the disease bearing pestilence in attendance all cheered like a group of rednecks who had just been told the south finally won the Civil War. (A war many of those in attendance no doubt still believe is going on if the flags flying from that backs of their pickup trucks are any indication.) No longer would masks or social distancing be required inside the building. In fact, it can’t even be suggested... Occupancy and time limits are no more. Hours of operation are to be restored to full time... A feat I am still confused as to how we are to manage considering we barely have enough staff members to keep the library open for seven hours a day and no takers on open job positions... For a moment it almost sounded as if my own right to wear personal protective equipment was to be taken away, although my own director has informed me she will not enforce that and I am free to continue wearing whatever I would like. Although her ability to allow this remains to be seen...

But there you have it. A library staffed primarily by immunocompromised employees had its right to protect the well-being of said employees taken away based on the decision of a completely different library in a different town, an ineffectual old man on his last day on the job, and a raving mob of entitled vermin using intimidation tactics and threats of lawsuits. (Because yes, they did threaten lawsuits...)

All that remains to be seen now is if I will even continue to have a job in the wake of this decision. Because the board who decided to strip us of the only feeling of security we had, is in fact the same board who has time and time again refused to pay us anything more than minimum wage while every other business around us is currently hiring at double what we are making. If our job is no longer any safer than any other job, what’s to keep us from leaving for someone who would pay more? I’ve worked there for eight years and I can go anywhere else and get twice what I make as a starting pay... I think it would be quite funny if all of the people who demanded we drop our safety precautions so they could enjoy the library in a way that was convenient for them suddenly came back the next day to find it closed entirely due to having no staff.

Oh and the incident report I was asked to attend the meeting was glossed over by the board who no longer had any interest in punishing people for breaking rules they had just decided to do away with. So the extra two hours taken out of my day were for nothing as well...

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yeongwvnhi · 4 years ago

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For your birthday.

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Pairing - none,, platonic (fem reader + Jungmo & Minhee) | genre - fluff, angst if u squint | warnings - food | word count- 726 | tagging - @jellyside-diary just for u my bb♡ | Disclaimer - I'm not very much into cravity (and only wrote this because Nini is my friend and I wanted to give her something for her birthday) so I probably won't be portraying their characters very well, but I hope you still enjoy this piece <3

This is written mostly in the point of view of the two boys!

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It wasn't unusual for others to see you with your two best friends every second of the day. You were classmates and have been friends for such a long time, it's almost impossible to catch anyone of you alone.

Why?

Because both guys don't trust the other one with you alone. Their jealousy is actually quite hilarious, after all you're like a sister to them. But still they make it some sort of competition every time.

"Pssst" Jungmo hisses at Minhee in the hallway, you have already gone ahead to talk to your other friends.

"What?" Minhee replies and looks at the older guy.

"What do we do about her birthday party?"

"Uh-" Minhee pauses. "Actually… I don't know"

Jungmo gives him a deadpan look. "Look- How about we work on it together?"

Minhee turns to see where you are before focusing back on Jungmo. "Fine"

"Guys!" You excitedly call and come to a stop between them with an excited smile. "Wanna hang out after school?"

Jungmo and Minhee exchange quick glances before giving you an awkward smile.

"You see" Jungmo starts. "Minhee and I gotta do something after school actually"

"But!" Minhee throws in after seeing your dejected look. "Let's hang out in the evening! Promised!"

You give them a pout but agree. "Okay"

"We're sorryyy~" they say in unison and give you a group hug. "It's gonna be worth it!" Minhee adds.

"Alright, okay, I believe you!" You chuckle. "I'll be leaving first then"

"Get home safely~" They say and wave, making eye contact as soon as you're out of eye and earshot.

"Okay Hyung how do we do this? Have you planned something?" Minhee asks.

Jungmo sighs. "Of course I have"

"Wah you're always so well prepared" the younger one sulks. "Okay but back to business. Should I bake a cake?"

"That's a great idea, you can do that. Let's head over to my place to get everything ready" Jungmo nods and Minhee follows him.

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"You idiot! You're supposed to hang it up here and not there! Now it looks crooked!" Jungmo nags at the younger one like a mom.

"Oh my God can you chill? Do it yourself then!" Minhee hisses back and sticks his tongue out.

"Fine, I will! Go back to your cake!" Jungmo groans and shoves the younger one towards the oven. "It's about done"

"Ooohh" Minhee gushes as he takes out the cake. "It looks perfect! Hyung, where is your powdered sugar?"

"Uhh top cupboard on the left somewhere" The older one replies while putting the garland in the right place.

'Happy Birthday' is spelled out in big capitalized letters and pointing right towards the door.

"Ah that looks better now" Jungmo nods, proud of his work. "Did you find what you need?"

"Mhhm" Minhee hums in agreement, concentrating on getting the frosting to have the perfect consistency.

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About one and a half hours later, the two boys finished your surprise and freshened up.

"We really outdid ourselves here" Minhee says with a smug grin.

"Yeah" Jungmo nods along. "Let's call her to come over"

"On it~" Minhee chimes, phone in hand and swiping right to call you.

"Hello?"

"Hi Y/N!" Jungmo and Minhee greet you, phone set to speaker. "Can you come over to Jungmo Hyung's place like, right now? Or should I pick you up since it's late?"

"Uhm yeah" You reply after a few seconds, "it would be great if you'd come pick me up"

"Okay~ I'll be there in 10!" Minhee says.

"Thank you!" You happily chime. "I'll hang up now to get ready"

"In a bit!" Jungmo adds and you chuckle before hanging up.

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Jungmo took care of a few little details after Minhee left, pushing the cake in place, pulling the tablecloth in place and prettying up the couch.

Shortly after Minhee enters the apartment with you in tow, eyes covered by his hand. Jungmo nods at Minhee and the younger one removes his hand from your eyes and stands beside Jungmo.

"Happy Birthday our dear Y/N!" They chime with smiles on their faces. "Minhee prepared some cake for you!"

"And Jungmo Hyung took care of the decorations!"

You tear up at their effort and run to crush them in a group hug. "You guys are insane" you sniffle, making the two chuckle and pat your back.

#yuki writes #kwritersworldnet #kdiarynet #lsn.works #wkcnet #prism.nw #cravity fluff #cravity imagines #cravity scenarios #happy birthday nini bb i hope you have a great day♡#tw food #yeongwvnhi.txt

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eurovision-del · 3 years ago

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I’m back home after watching Eurovision with a friend, and I want to get my thoughts down!! (This is going to be a long post)

Top 5

Italy: Wow! I thought they could do it, but seeing them actually pull it off and win the whole thing is incredible! I can barely describe how happy I was when they won, I definitely found the voting a lot more stressful when my fave had a real chance at winning, but the payoff when they were announced as winners was worth it all! I’ve been a fan of Måneskin for a few years now, so seeing a band I like go from there to competing in Sanremo, to making it to Eurovision, to winning the whole damn thing is undescribable! Zitte E Buoni is such a fantastic song, and it’s going to continue to be one of my all time favourite Eurovision songs for many years to come!

Italy’s third victory was a long time coming, they’ve been consistently great over the past decade, but I’m very glad it was this song that did it for them! I also like it when a winner shakes up the perception of what a winning song should be, like Portugal 2017. This is the first time since 2006 that both a group and a rock act have won Eurovision, and personally I’ll be very glad if this causes a resurgence in both over the next few years. It’s also notable for being a song not sung in English, but I’ve got more to say on that later.

I always think it’s best when the televote winner is the overall Eurovision winner, so I’m very glad to see Italy topping the televote, and they did it by a decent margin, just over 50 points!

France: A very deserved second place. Barbara performed wonderfully and brought the magic to the Eurovision stage, she should be so proud of what she achieved. She was just unlucky that there was a better song this year, in another year Voila could have easily won. I wouldn’t mind seeing her, or especially her co-writer, Igit, who I’ve liked since he did Destination Eurovision in 2018, make a return to Eurovision, either as singers or songwriters.

Switzerland: I liked Tout l’Univers well enough based on the song, then it grew on me even more in the second semi final, so I was very happy to see it do well! Like Barbara, Gjon gave a brilliant performance tonight, and should be very proud of his third place! It’s great to see Swizterland, a country that struggled so much throughout the 2010s, pull off two top 5 finishes in a row at the turn of the decade. I’m hoping for more good things from them in the future!

Iceland: It’s such a shame that Daði and Gagnamagnið missed out on the chance to perform live in Eurovision, but thank goodness they were able to get that second rehearsal performance done as well as they did! The song and performance are so heartwarming, they utterly deserved this result. I’m really excited to see where Daði goes from here, I’ve actually already got tickets to see him live next year!

Ukraine: Like Italy, Ukraine managed to achieve the same result in the actual contest as they did in my personal ranking! I was worried the song would be too divisive, but the performance was perfect and elevated the whole thing, and Kateryna’s vocal perforamnce was flawless. Very pleased to see them achieve second place in the televote!

I’ve watched Eurovision since 2014, and I can say with confidence that this is the first time since that year that I’ve had no complaints about the top 5. I’ve also gone back and watched every Eurovision ever, and I’m struggling to think of a year that I’ve been this happy with the top 10, every place from 1 to 9 I think is either well deserved or better than I was hoping for! It’s not until you get to Greece in 10th place that I reach a song I think is mildly overrated in the results.

Other Countries

Finland: I won’t do a full run down on Lithuania and Russia, two of my other favourites, as I’ve said it all by saying I’m so happy with the top 10, but I want to give a special mention to Finland. For a second I was really worried when their televote result was so high, as I thought it might indicate the vote for the two rock songs had been split. I’m so thankful to be proven wrong, and for these results to show that not only is there a place for all kinds of rock and metal music in Eurovision, but that they can exist alongside each other and do well. I also really want to congratulate Finland on achieving their second best result ever! While I like it when countries switch things up I won’t complain if Finland look at their previous results and decide that they’ve found their niche in rock and metal music.

The Netherlands: My biggest disappointment in terms of result. I wasn’t too surprised, based on the neutral to negative reaction of the fans at large and the odds, but I still don’t really understand it. This song deserved a lot more than 11 points! In my ideal Eurovision I’d say this should be the sort of song juries reward, they should have the time to look at lyrics and composition and cultural influence and reward songs as good as this one. But apparently it wasn’t to be. I really hope no one gets discouraged by this result, and I’d be very happy to see more artists representing their stories and their non-European cultures at Eurovision in the future.

United Kingdom: Look, I have to talk about my own country. I’m honestly more worried about the backlash the media here is going to have than I am disappointed in this result. But I am still a little disappointed. I don’t think this song was the worst in the final, sure, it was definitely in the bottom half, but I can think of serveral songs worse than this. And the nil points was totally undeserved. That marks our second nil points, the only other being Cry Baby in 2003, and this song is leagues better than that ever was, putting them in the same category feels like an insult. That said, I can’t complain too much. This year was very strong, and I’m not actually sure where the points would have come from. Embers is a nice song, but it’s not strong enough or interesting enough to be anyone’s favourite, maybe it should rank in the middle for everyone, but why would it rank in their top 10?

I’ve seen an idea that maybe the BBC should just give the competition to ITV for a few years, and while I don’t think that would solve our problems, we do need a shake up. The BGM deal seemed like a good move, but if it’s only going to continue to produce ‘nice’ songs rather than ‘impactful’ songs, it’s not going to help us on the scoreboard. I fully believe that there’s no reason the UK shouldn’t do well at Eurovision. In an ideal world, we’d organise a national finla filled with unique entries, not the drivel that our last national final contained - I don’t think our strength is actually going to be in our pop industry at Eurovision, I think it’ll be in our less mainstream stuff. I’d love for us to also try sending a song in Welsh, Gaelic, or even Scots, something that’s full of cultural identity and couldn’t come from anywhere else in the world. It might not be a winner, but I think a song like that would have a far better song of catching people’s attention and doing well at the contest than songs our current strategy produces ever would.

Other Thoughts

This year was a victory for the unique and artistic, there’s not a single song in the top 9 that could be classified as a straightforward pop song. I also want to note that the entire top 3 is non-English, Italian and two French entries. This is the only time that’s ever happened since the language rule was abolished, and since the last few years of that produced English podium placing songs, it’s the first year it’s happened since 1995. I really hope that sends the message out loud and clear that songs in native languages can and do succeed at Eurovision!

In 2019 I talked a bit about the Juries vs the Televote, and how I wasn’t too keen on the Jury results that year. This year, aside from overlooking The Netherlands, I’d say they did their job pretty well. The combined results seem very fair, better than both the Televote and the Jury results individually, and I think that shows the system is working at its best. I’m very glad to see Portugal score well, I thought the whole entry was brilliant and it deserved the boost the juries gave it. Likewise I thought Lithuania deserved a top 10 result and was glad the televote responded to it enough to put it there. The best countries, however, scored well in both, I was happy to have a year without a surprise jury favourite. Switzerland was definitely a fair jury winner.

Closing Thoughts

Eurovision 2021 has been brilliant! We got a really strong set of songs, some fantastic performances, and a set of results I generally really agree with, completed by my ideal winner! Maybe when the buzz has died down I’ll reconsider, but right now I’m very confidently calling this my favourite of the contests that I’ve watched live - maybe my favourite contest ever? Either way, it’s been a good one, and I’m already eagerly anticipating next year!

#eurovision #esc2021 #alright it's 2:30 am BST as I finish this which means it's even later in the rest of Europe #so probably no ones going to see this until tomorrow #I'm going to be riding the high of tonight for a long time though #I'll look at semi final results tomorrow and probably write thoughts about that then #then that will probably conclude esc2021 #however! I have plans to keep posting over the summer #I've got a look at my ideal winners with some very specific constraints I want to share #then I finally want to do my winners ranking which I've been meaning to do ever since I made this blog #That should last me until September roughly when I'll take a little break #then I'll be back with national final rankings when FiK rolls around #unless someone else (maybe Eesti Laul?) gets there first!

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loversradiofics · 4 years ago

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➥ What I think the Haikyuu boys final grades are in school

warnings: timeskip spoilers!;not proof read

Karasuno

Kenma & Kuroo

Inarizaki

Bokuto & Akaashi

Oikawa+ Iwaizumi

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Karasuno-

Sugawara- Suga’s above average. He’s actually really smart when he applies himself, volleyball has just taken up a lot of his time. It’s hard balancing school and having to take care of the first years every day. He still manages to pass all his exams. I think him becoming an elementary school teacher is a very fitting job for him.

Final grade: B+

Nishinoya- I think we all know this goofball can't stay still in class. When he's taking tests he probably fidgets in his chair, eager for the last bell to ring. His teachers are constantly calling him out for him to pay attention.

Final grade: D+

Tskuishima- He’s a showoff smarty pants. He likes to brag to Kageyama and Hinata about how he scored high on all his exams. Tsuki seems like the type of guy not to ask questions in class or really pay attention but still manages to understand the material.

Final grade: A-

Yamaguchi- Yams asks Tsuki for help ALL the time. Yam’s is a good student, he turns in his work on time and pays attention in class. He’s too busy thinking about how he can improve his severs or embarrassing moments that pop up randomly when he’s in math. He gets nervous before exams for sure.

Final grade: C+

Hinata- It’s confirmed that Hinata isn't the brightest. He’s constantly working with Yachi after school but still not understanding the material. In class, he tries his hardest to focus, but his mind wanders and ends up on volleyball.

Final grade: D+

Kageyama- Kag’s is just as bad as Hinata which is also confirmed. He doesn't even bother paying attention. He thinks about how he can beat Hinata at practice. He stares at the clock the whole time waiting for class to end to make it to the club room before Hinata. Yachi tries to help him out, but he's a lost cause.

Final grade: D-

Tanaka- He’s probably the type to ask to use the bathroom and never go back to class. When he is in class, he daydreams about Kiyoko, were but gonna go into detail about what cause I know this man’s mind is filthy. Tanaka turns in half-ass assignments that consist of, “IDK” “9+10=21″ or doodles.

Final grade: D+

Daichi: He’s actually really good at paying attention in class. He participates and asks for help when he needs it. All his teachers love him for his maturity and politeness. He’s the type to breakdown and cuss out his teachers in his head when they’re being asses and not explaining assignments correctly.

Final grade: B+

Asahi: He’s so afraid to ask for help. A lot of teachers confuse him for being an adult. He gets sweaty palms before exams. Suga is always going over assignments with him in the club room. Asahi still manages to pass his exams and gets all excited when he sees he didn’t fail because he was probably had anxiety the whole week just thinking about his score.

Final grade: C+

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Nekoma-

Kenma- He’s too consumed with video games and volleyball to take about school. Kenma is really smart but when he isn't interested in something, he’ll completely disregard it. He turns in half-ass assignments with witty responses. Kenma is the type to work on his homework for a good 10 minutes, but then somehow end up on his phone playing among us. He gets in trouble for being on his phone or gameboy during class too many times to count.

Final grade: C+

Kuroo- We all know his best subject is science. When it comes to other subjects, he's completely stumped. It takes him a while to decipher his homework but he eventually figures it out. Since he’s very observant he usually goes back to what he learned in class. Kuroo really does apply himself in school but being Captain of the volleyball team is also a lot of responsibility but he always manages to pull through when it’s exam time.

Final grade: B-

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Inarizaki-

Suna- Most likely on his phone the whole class, taking pictures of the board so when he’s home he can see what he missed then ends up taking selfies. Very quiet as well. When he does pay attention, he’s always talking to himself in his head, “When is this class over” “This teacher is ass at teaching.” Suna daydreams and doodles on his papers forgetting he has to turn them in at the end of class. Always thinking about how he can make fun of the twins or kite during practice. His teachers are always taking his phone away when he gets caught with it.

Final Grade: C+

Kita- Is adored by his teachers. He’s one to call out a kid for being disruptive during class. He takes a lot of self-care days. I see Kita being into a lot of stationery items and organizing them during class. Always asking questions and getting praised for correct answers. Teammates call him a teacher’s pet but he says otherwise.

Final Grade: A-

Osamu- Thinking about food during class or just eating during class. He’s been caught multiple times munching on chips in the middle of English class. Also very competitive when it comes to exams, he makes bets with Atsumu to see who scores higher. He gets his work done and turns everything in on time.

Final grade: B+

Atsumu- Hates when he fails a test. He gives me perfectionist vibes, he's putting time into perfecting each answer for himself but also to beat Osamu score-wise. Probably reading love notes some first-year girl put in his locker in the morning. His teachers confiscate them and read them out to the whole class.

Final grade: A-

Aran- Very intelligent. He has to be top of his class. The twins are always bashing him for being a try-hard, but he doesn't even have to try. School just comes naturally for him and he even surprises himself sometimes.

Final Grade: A+

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Fukurōdani-

Bokuto- School makes him an emotional rollercoaster. It really sets off his mood swings. He probably yells out of frustration in the of class startling everyone. Bokuto goes to Akaashi for help and reassurance when he’s stressed out. Exams are hell for Akaashi poor him, Bokuto goes over to his house begging for his notes which he studies for 5 minutes then proceeds to ask Akaashi to practice with him completely forgetting exams are tomorrow. He’s actually really smart but he doubts himself a lot. When exam scores come in he’ll probably shout out “HEY HEY HEYY” in the middle of the hallway.

Final Grade: B-

Akaashi- Always calm and composed during exams. His intuition helps him a lot in school. When he’s in homeroom, Boukto is always barging in asking for help or rants to him while he’s studying. When he goes back to reads his notes when he’s home, he realizes he never got to finish them because he had to stop to comfort Bokuto when broke down crying in his homeroom. This man’s patience is something else.

Final Grade: A-

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Aoba Johsai-

Oikawa- This bastard is smart asf it’s infuriating. He has it all basically. He’s the type to not even pay attention during class, too busy strategizing plays in his head rather than doing the assignment in front of him. Just like Atsumu, he gets a lot of love letters/confessions which just boost his confidence even more when in class. He manages to finish up his assignment in the last 5 minutes of the class getting every single answer correct. How he does it? Man, I don't fucking know.

Final Grade: A+

Iwaizumi- Mans is stubborn when it comes to schoolwork. He refuses help from Oikawa when he needs it the most. I see him mumbling under his breath when he’s in class when he’s confused. Exams/Tests are hard for him. He manages to do pretty well all by himself because he pushes himself.

Final Grade: C+

#haikyuu #haikyu #haikyu x reader #haikyuu headcanons #head canons #karasuno #nekoma #aobai josahi #fukurodani #inarizaki #anime #anime gif #gif #volleyball

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detectivecarlosreyes · 4 years ago

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In Case of Emergency (Ch 3/10)

Ao3 | 1.5k | Eventual Buddie | Status: Incomplete

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Chapter 3 - Overpasses, relationship advice and ......Minecraft? Buck was quiet after the incident on the overpass, Eddie makes the executive decision to check on him for his own peace of mind. An additional scene for 2x08: Buck, Actually

Waiting outside Buck’s apartment after knocking on the door with a six-pack under his arm, Eddie wondered if he was being overly concerned for no good reason. In the short amount of time knowing the man, Eddie had come to learn some of his quirks; one of which was his consistent commentary on their days off, whether it be text messages or his presence on social media.

After that call on the overpass, he’d gone quiet, contemplative even, and become radio silent since they went their separate ways at the end of their shift which carried over into their day off.

Being threatened by a gun was something Eddie knew all too well and understood how compartmentalise such an event from his time overseas, but he knew that wasn’t the case for most if not all civilians. That kind of experience could be difficult for anyone to shrug off, and he figured that was the reason for Buck’s silence.

So now, here he was, coming to check on the man who he now considered a friend just as much as he was a co-worker, except now he was second-guessing if they were even at the level of friendship where it wouldn’t be considered odd for him to be checking up on him. They haven’t known each other for that long, and it would make more sense for someone else in the team to check on him having known him longer.

Knowing the man should be home after seeing his jeep parked outside, Eddie knocked on the door a second time and called Buck’s name after getting no response from inside. He sighed, tipping his head back in exasperation feeling ridiculous over his unease, like he was overreacting, which he felt like he was.

He knocked one last time and when he still heard nothing from the other side of the door, stepped back, pulling his keys out of his pocket to get to his phone to call the unresponsive man, only pausing in his actions when the blue marked key captured his attention.

Forgoing the call, he decided to make use of the key instead and let himself in, calling out to Buck once again. He peered around taking in the space, easily finding him in the living room on the couch with his back to Eddie, play what looked to be Minecraft?

It’s only when he looked more closely, could Eddie see the reason why Buck didn’t answer the door. He was wearing what seemed to be noise cancelling headphone and was completely unaware that there was anyone else in the apartment with him.

Setting the beer down on the dining table, Eddie moved to stand behind Buck and lifted one of the earpieces from Buck’s ear, and said quietly, “Someone could rob you right now and you wouldn’t even know it.”

He pursed his lips in amusement when Buck visibly jumped, dropping his controller on the floor in surprise.

“Jesus Eddie!” Buck hissed as he clutched dramatically at his chest, turning to look up at him as he slipped the headphones from his head, “What the hell? Give a guy a heart attack why don’t you!”

Eddie put up his hands in surrender, not feeling in the least bit guilty taking the opportunity to scare Buck, “I knocked and called your name 3 times.”

Buck huffed as he picked up the controller and set it down on the coffee table, “What are you doing here man?” he asked, half-turning around on the couch to look at him properly.

Eddie rubbed at the back of his neck, feeling silly seeing now that Buck seemed perfectly fine. “I came to check on you.”

Seeing the confusion written on Buck’s face, he elaborated “You’ve been quiet since that call at the overpass, thought you might like someone to talk to.”

Buck lit up in understanding and shook his head, “I’m alright, just had a lot on my mind is all.”

Eddie moved back to the table and pulled out two of the beers, proffering one to Buck, “Did you want to talk about it? I mean- it’s not every day you have a gun pointed at you.”

“Oh, that?” Buck waved his hand dismissively with a shrug before extending it out over the back of the couch towards Eddie, gesturing for the beer, “That’s not the first time I’ve had to deal with a gun, although it was the first loaded one.”

Eddie pressed the bottle into his hand and took the cap off his own as he moved to sit in the nearby armchair, curiosity piqued “It’s not?”

Twisting the top off his beer, Buck took a swig before answering, “Weapons training and simulations was part of Navy SEAL training. I guess it’s something I got used to.”

Eddie leaned forward, feeling both surprised and impressed over this revelation. “You trained in the SEALs? Wouldn’t have pegged you for something like that.”

“Yep,” Buck answered casually, popping the p as he settled back into the couch cushions, sling an arm across the back, “I didn’t finish though, figured out after a while that it wasn’t for me.”

The conversation lulled for a moment as Eddie mulled over this newfound knowledge, realising that he actually knew very little about Buck. And from what he’s slowly discovering, there was a lot more to the man than meets the eye, making him want very much to get to know this surprisingly enigmatic man before him.

It’s Buck that eventually broke the silence, “We talked about relationships, about not wanting to be ignored anymore.”

It took Eddie a moment to understand what Buck was talking about. “You and Lola? The lady on the bridge?”

“Yeah, that’s why I’ve been quiet, our talk just got me thinking about everything with Abby.”

“Your invisible girlfriend.” Said Eddie jokingly, hoping to ease the tension in Buck’s shoulders and at least get a smile to Buck’s face. He felt somewhat triumphant when Buck chuckled at the dig.

“She might as well be a ghost at this point.” He said with a sigh, “I don’t know, man. I’ve just been thinking how long is too long to wait for someone when you live in their apartment, but you barely even talk with them anymore.”

“I’m probably not the best one to talk to about relationships at the moment but let me ask you two questions. Do you love her as much as you did when she was still here? Or is it now that you love the idea of her?”

He watched as Buck considered the questions, knowing that it could difficult to distinguish between the two of them.

“You don’t have to know right this second, but just think about it. If it’s the latter, then it might be time to move on. From what you’ve said about her, she sounds like she's happy, just don’t forget that you deserve to be happy too even if that means it’s time to let go.”

“Yeah, I guess you might be right.” Buck eventually uttered after a long pause, scrubbing at his face

“Of course, I am, would've thought by now you'd have figured out that I’m always right.” Remarked Eddie light-heartedly.

‘Sure, you are Eddie.” Buck responded with a smirk and a shake of his head as he finished off what was left of his beer before setting it down beside the controller, reminding Eddie of what Buck was playing when he came barging in.

“So... Minecraft?” He asked, changing the subject as he indicated towards the idling screen.

“Yeah, yeah I know, it’s a kid’s game,” Buck answered rolling his eyes in good humour, “But it’s surprisingly relaxing to just chill with some music and build stuff.”

“Hey, you do you man,” Eddie put his hands up, doing his best to look non-judgmental, “just please tell me you have some competitive games too.”

“I do! I swear, there’s just not many people I know who would be interested in playing.”

“Well, we’ll just have to fix that won’t we…” Eddie looked down at his watch, “…just not today. I should head off, got to pick Chris up from school.”

Buck stood up with him and they both made their way to the door, “Oh yeah of course man. But yeah we should totally do that sometime, and you know Christopher is always welcome too.”

“I’ll hold you to that.” Eddie opened the door and made a move to leave when Buck’s voice stopped him in his tracks.

“Hey, Eds.” Eddie paused in the doorway and turned to find Buck awkwardly tapping a knuckle to the door frame. “Thanks for stopping by to check on me. You didn’t have to, but I appreciate it.”

“No worries Buck, what are friends for. See you tomorrow?”

“Yeah, I’ll see you at work.”

It may not have been an emergency reason to use the key like it was intended for, but it was well worth the trip to Eddie, especially when he left the apartment with the understanding that he just got to see a side Buck that he had a feeling that few people get to meet having only seen the persona that Buck let them see and now more than he would have expected, he would very much like to get to know this Buck that he's met today even more.

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old-hyper-super-clover · 3 years ago

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Squeeze that bunny tail!

Part 2

Description: The RAD student council as well as the exchange students help out at a bar where, oops, the staff´s dress codes are those sweet bunny outfits that we all know and thirst for. The MCs, Violet and Clover, play a game of who can touch the most bunny tails over the evening without getting caught. Prepare for fluff, funny innuendos as well as my thirst over hot boys in bunny outfits.

The story is divided in several parts and will be updated every few days. Find Part 1 here.

Story continues below the cut, hope you enjoy!

Both, Violet and Clover, were fair players, so, as they weren't able to walk around in a pair the whole evening, Violet and Clover had to trust each other in counting their own points.

Their utmost priority, however, was still to help out at the bar, so they had to focus on that for most of the time. But whenever there was a chance tangible (in the most literal sense lol), their minds immediately switched back to their little competition.

Violet had already started with one point advantage, due to the squeeze she had given Beel's tail.

But the girl was up for the thrill, so it didn't take too long until she had found her next target.

Everyone's beloved angel man Simeon was on cooking duty with her and Barbatos.

While the butler was easily handling all of their tasks on his own, the other two were trying their best to actually help him instead of being in the way.

They were chopping down ingredients that Barbatos could throw into the hellfire hot pot he was preparing when it happened...

A cheeky little squeeze while Simeon was turning to grab another veggie, and Violet got her second point already.

The angel didn't seem to have noticed, as he kept talking with this precious smile on his lips.

The real danger, however, came through the door immediately after.

Glancing up from the pompom that Violet had just given a good squish, she locked eyes with Luke.

They stared at each other for a hot second, then Violet straightened up again, trying to remain composed while Luke looked like losing his shit any second.

"Ah, Luke!" Simeon interrupted his own narration. "Perfect timing!"

Violet gave a silent sarcastic laugh. No, not a perfect timing at all...

Luke was still trying to cope with the sin he had just witnessed, but now Barbatos approached him as well.

"Could I ask for your help with the special menu's 'halo donuts'?” Barbatos asked. “Simeon claimed it to be your specialty."

Now Luke was blushing at the compliment.

"U-uhm... Well, yes, I do make quite good donuts... Fine, I'll help!"

As he passed Violet, he threw her a last sceptical glance, but soon the girl could let out a relieved breath.

Getting Luke to fuss over reaching for Simeon's butt was certainly not something she needed, not so soon into the game...

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Clover was trying to gather some safe points before risking anything.

Her main goal was to get at least ONE point, to be frank.

Looking at her options for low-risk points, her heart was beating for one particular target, but her blushy excitement made it impossible to approach that gluttonous teddy bear.

So she settled on probably the easiest target of all.

Belphie's first shift consisted of... Sleeping. Like, literally. The idea was to let him nap until his energy tanks were filled enough for him to actually be useful for proper work.

Huddled over the bar, the youngest of the demon brothers seemed so vulnerable that even Clover could bring up enough courage to go for that tail.

Couldn't be that hard, right?

Well, it could.

Just as she was about the stretch out her shaking hand, someone walked right into her way and startled her completely.

As the girl gave an awkward squeal, Mammon looked at her with almost as much fright in his eyes.

"Waah, human, what are ya screamin´ at?!"

"I-I didn't... See you there..." Clover mumbled.

"I literally just passed by..." He raised an eyebrow. But seeing how her cheeks were flushed all red, a little grin curled his face. "I didn't know you'd get so excited to see me, human. I mean, I can't blame ya for being flustered at my sight, but what's all the blushing for?"

"I-I'm not flustered..." she stammered, trying to calm down.

"Come on, you can be honest", Mammon continued to tease, his ego-boosting mode fully activated. "I look damn nice in those clothes after all."

Clover shot him a glance, mustering how his vest fit him perfectly, how his shirt was slightly unbuttoned, and that he looked prrretty dang fine in shoes with heels.

"You do" she agreed.

Now Mammon was the one to flinch.

"F-for real?!" he blushed, then cleared his throat immediately. "I-I mean, thanks, I guess."

Mammon went silent for a moment, trying to calm his heart rate over the unexpected compliment.

"Want me to pose for ya?", he seemed to joke.

Clover looked at him... and sensed her chance.

"Yes please, great Mammon!" she exclaimed.

His tanned skin flushed an even darker colour, but, being the model he was, he actually did some poses for her. Now Clover didn't complain at that -- Mammon WAS a snack after all.

But after a while, she prompted him to give her a proper view of his back as well.

He seemed confused, even more so as she told him to stand still, but in the end did not seem to have noticed how Clover quickly poked his bunny tail. And while he was busy bragging about something modelling-related, Clover also turned to do the same with Belphie's tail as he was still asleep next to her.

"Thanks, Mammon!" she cheered afterwards, having scored not one, but three points at once.

With a little hop, she tackled Mammon into a quick hug before running off in a giggle.

Clover nearly bumped into Solomon while running away.

"Oh, hello... Why in such a hurry?" The sorcerer dodged her perfectly, his eyes sparkling in amusement as he mustered the clumsy girl.

"Huh? Oh, Solomon, sorry. Didn't see you there."

He laughed. "Well, I did guess that, seeing as you were focused on Mammon so intensely. The only question is... What did you do to leave him as such a blushing mess?"

"... I hugged him" Clover said, shrugging.

But seeing Solomon's expression, she felt somewhat off. Was he waiting for a different answer...?

"Well then, time to get back to work" Solomon changed the topic. "We don't want to waste time, do we? The bar opens soon."

He turned, but had yet to get moving. Instead, Solomon was taking a look around, completely exposing his bunny tail to Clover.

Which was worth three points, after all...

And it seemed like just the perfect opportunity...

"Yep, see you", Clover replied, turning around herself, leaving.

As much as she liked Solomon, this man was emitting such shady vibes that there was no getting her to touch this particular bunny tail…

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Clover had bragged to her friend about her point advantage soon after (and spoke of her concerns regarding Mr. Shady MCShady),

Which she'd later realise had been a pretty bad idea.

Maybe fueled by rivalry, maybe just because Violet had some weird kink for pompom-like things, she upped her game SO much after that. (A/N: Ok it's not a kink, I was prompted to make sure everyone knows that... (But also it's a kink believe me hehehe))

Within the next hour, Violet scored another four points.

"Asmo, Mammon, and Beel again?!" Clover cried out in disbelief when the girls found each other in the kitchen. "What's wrong with you?!"

"Hehe~" Violet laughed. "I just had some good opportunities."

Clover rolled her eyes as she was cleaning some dishes. "Yeah, great, and I've been running around with top tier difficulty peeps like Papa Luci or Solomon. Talk about unfair..."

"I meeaan... You COULD squish them..."

"Yeah, sure, and risk dying? No thanks."

"Solomon wouldn't kill you... probably."

"... I´m telling you something´s UP with that guy today, I wouldn´t be so sure of that…" Clover joked, although having shivers go down her spine.

Before they could continue this, the kitchen door flew open.

Levi was dragging a trolley full of dirty glasses along with him.

He seemed awfully pissed.

"Levi?" Violet called out. "Are you okay...?"

He threw her a glance.

"Do I think I'm okay? In a place with so many Normies?" He gave a sigh, then seemed to have remembered something. "Ah, Violet, Lucifer said he needed you in the dancing hall."

The girl gave a nod, quickly wanting to make a leave since only fools would let a person like Lucifer wait. She shot Clover a glance before leaving, gesturing her to go for Levi's tail while they were alone.

Clover instantly felt that awkward pressure back on her, but now that she got called out she had to do it.

As the demon began placing the dishes in the dishwasher, Clover slowly approached him.

"Can I help you?" she asked.

"If you've got nothing better to do..." he mumbled, not looking up from his work. "Although, you'd probably do better to go out and have fun with the oth- AAAGH WHY ARE YOU SO CLOSE?!"

Clover gave an almost equal squeal as she backed away in an instant.

"I WanTeD To HeLp" she screamed.

"BUT WHY ARE SO CLOSE?!"

"DON'T SHOUT AT ME, I'M AWKWARD."

"I'M EVEN MORE AWKWARD THAN YOU ARE, IDIOT."

They stared at each other with red faces until Clover crouched down to sit on the floor, recovering from this incident.

"Wh-what are you doing there?" Levi asked.

"Sit. I like floors. It's where I belong."

The demon gave her a weird look before averted his gaze in a troubled expression.

After a little silence, he would speak up again.

"... You belong outside, not here on this stinky kitchen floor."

"Huh?"

He bit his lip sheepishly. "Serving the guests, or at the bar... Where everyone can see you."

"... Huh?" Clover seriously didn't understand what he was blushing about.

He was staring at her, searching for words, but then decided to simply poke her bunny ears.

"... Bunny maids are a clear 10/10, everyone knows that..." he mumbled.

The girl blinked, now realising he was trying to compliment her.

"Bunny butlers, too, though" she replied. "You look really good", she laughed, grabbing one flap of his jacket to play with it.

"Adasdhegagf...!!"

Yes, that is a thing Levi can say, while flushing red and bashfully covering his face.

Not able to take this compliment, he ended up on the floor as well.

"You can't just land a critical hit without a warning... I thought we were confidants...!"

"Rank six confidants", Clover nodded. "But that's only more the reason to tell you what a snack you are right now-"

"AAAAAHHH DON'T!!" he screeched, turning away from her to hide his embarrassment. "I can't deal with so much kindness..."

Clover blinked at the bunny tail right in front of her.

Target locked.

She gave it a careful squish, then snickered a little before standing up.

"But you deserve it. That's why... I'm calling a confident rank up!"

He turned his head. "R-really?! Rank seven already?!"

"Yup."

"Woah... to think I'd be such good friends with somebody one day... Thank you, Clover-chan...!"

"No, no... I have to thank you, Levia-tan."

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"You want me to select songs for the people to dance to...?"

Violet looked at the three monitors behind the DJ's table in the dancing hall.

Lucifer gave a nod. "We already added songs from Devildom artists, but we could use a little of a cultural mix" he said.

Satan walked up to Violet and Lucifer, now looking at the list of songs all together.

"We also need to add more to make the playlist last until the local closes" Lucifer continued. "I doubt that anyone will leave sober enough to remember such details, but Lord Diavolo ordered no repetitions in the playlist, so please, just help us out..."

Violet gave it some thought, not really knowing much about typical party songs. “I highly doubt my taste in hard rock will be a good representation of humanities taste in music, but... Well, that´s all I can serve with, so…” She came up with some nice picks from her own likings.

While Violet was eventually coming up with some nice tracks, in the meantime, Satan activated his pissing-off-Lucifer mode.

"Lucifer, you talk as if you'd know what a real party looks like", he mocked, referring to Lucifer's comment from before. "Have you even been to a club before?"

The oldest brother gave a huff.

"Of course I have."

"Oh? I meant on occasions other that picking up a drunk Asmo from IN FRONT OF the club."

"The answer is still a yes, thank you for clarifying."

Satan raised an eyebrow.

"Interesting", he hummed. "I can't really imagine you at a club, though... Dancing in the crowd... downing shots... or being cool in general..."

The avatar of Pride gave an annoyed sigh.

"You don't seem like a party animal either, Satan" he countered.

"Well I choose to avoid crowded places for most of the time. However, I still think I'd do better at settling in a club's atmosphere than you could."

Violet could almost feel how Lucifer's frustration piled up, even though he tried staying calm.

"Do you, huh...?" Lucifer leisurely responded.

And his outward calmness made Satan angry as well.

"You don't believe me?" the blond huffed. “Do you really think I couldn´t beat an old man at clubbing?”

Meanwhile, being in the middle of what felt like a flippin´ dance battle about to break out any moment, Violet prayed for them to stop fighting soon.

... Which didn't happen.

They kept bickering, partly because Satan talked himself into a fury and partly because Lucifer's pride was too big to admit defeat or weakness in any way.

Just when Violet had finished the playlist, Satan threw a final tantrum, leaving them with an outraged "Whatever!!" as he stomped off into another section of the dancing hall.

Lucifer pressed out a sigh, cutting through the awkward silence that had spread amongst them.

"What a troublesome child..." he mumbled.

Violet watched Satan with a worried expression, before turning to Lucifer with the same look on her face.

"... Don't worry, that is normal behaviour between Satan and me..." the male assured her. "He will get over his anger soon enough."

"And... What about you...? I feel like you are quite tense right now, yourself…" Violet asked.

"I should go and see where my help is needed now", he claimed, dodging her question.

Lucifer was gone before Violet could respond anything coherent.

Thus, giving a sigh, she decided to at least check how Satan was doing.

The avatar of Wrath was lumbering around some speakers, seeming as if he checked if everything was working as it should (despite having no idea how they were working.)

When he noticed Violet approaching, he only shot her a quick glance.

"Satan...?" The girl softly called out. "Are you okay?"

No answer.

It almost felt as if he was going to ignore her completely.

"... I don't get it” he then suddenly pressed out.

"What do you mean?" Violet took a careful step closer.

"I hate him" Satan growled.

The girl flinched, but decided not to say anything. She felt a certain frustration in his voice, and indeed, as he continued, his tone changed a little.

"He really pisses me off every time. I get angry, over nothing at all!" He clenched his fists. "And it makes me angry, his stupid face, his cocky attitude...!"

Then his shoulders fell. "... Why can't I just ignore him? I get angry, and then I get angry over getting angry. It's so...!"

Violet listened to him patiently.

"... It's so frustrating..." He mumbled.

"I can fathom..." Violet claimed, shooting him an encouraging smile as he slowly turned towards her. "But... Don't you think it's already a big step that you don't actually want to be angry?"

"... But what good is that when I do get angry after all?"

"You can't accomplish everything immediately” her expression softened even more. “What's important though is that you at least try."

Satan seemed sceptical, but in the end gave a slight nod.

"I guess... I'm sorry for bothering you."

The girl shook her head in a smile. "You´re not a bother. I´m glad you felt comfortable enough to tell me."

Shyly, she spread her arms, inviting him into a hug. A little awkward himself, he gave a little laugh before stepping close to embrace her.

"Everyone needs to vent out their anger sometimes" Violet reassured.

"... Thanks", he whispered.

As they parted, Satan turned to inspect the speakers again.

"Anyway... I think we checked through everything we needed in the dance hall. I will look over this here and then head out for my break."

"Mhm..." Violet muttered. "Sounds good..."

And there, she went for it.

A little touch - she didn't dare to do more than that.

But Satan's bunny tail had been successfully poked.

He continued to speak like nothing happened, so Violet dared to wish she had went for a whole squeeze instead.

"I should be going now", the girl said.

"Alright" Satan was still focused on inspecting the equipment, so Violet made her leave.

Unconsciously, she turned her head shortly before leaving the hall.

A shiver went down her spine, leaving her paralyzed for what felt like her last moments alive.

Satan's alarmed, slightly angered glare was cutting through the air, focussing her for a hot second before he decided to turn around again.

Hurrying out of the dance hall, dodging Solomon as he had nearly run into her, Violet quickly pulled out her phone as she had withdrawn from the scene of crime:

Violet: Clover I think Satan noticed me.

Clover: As in Senpai noticed me?

Violet: ...

Clover: :D

Violet: ... No, I squeezed his tail, but later on he was staring at me. Help.

Clover: ... So he's a three-pointer now?

Violet: I don't know but I feel like I nearly died so probably.

Clover: Lolol well that's what you get from messing with Satan. But I'll be kind and give you those two points. He did not confront you about it, after all.

"Hey, Violet!"

Violet flinched so heavily she nearly let go of her phone. Her first instinct had feared it was Satan calling her, but actually, she turned to look at somebody else.

"Lord Diavolo", she said. "Can I help you with anything?"

"I want to place the free snacks on the dining tables" he smiled. "Most of them are from the human world, so I want you to help me choose the best."

He was already going ahead, leaving Violet no room to explain that she's actually SO not a snacking person and had near to no idea how to help him.

Someone gave Diavolo keys for the storage room, and as they stepped inside, he turned on the lights.

"Woah...", Violet's mouth fell open. "That's... A lot of stuff."

"Fascinating, isn't it? You humans are so creative when it comes to food!"

He led her further inside where the snacks were stored.

Even though Violet liked him a lot, it still felt weird, being alone with the Prince of the whole flippin Devildom. You wouldn't have guessed it from Diavolo's carefree aura, but Violet was fairly overwhelmed, being able to walk alongside him so casually.

She tried her best at giving some advice as they looked through the huge collection together.

"We should go with a good mix of sweet and salty snacks" she explained. "Pretzels, chips or peanuts, together with something more delicate, gummies for example."

Diavolo beamed her a smile.

"I knew I could count on you!"

And he started grabbing things off the shelves.

Violet was helping, of course, but the storeroom was also tall as frick, so for lots of bags, she had to ask Diavolo to reach for it.

And that's when it hit her.

The currently vulnerable Diavolo, reaching for a bag of extra cheesy Tortilla chips, exposing his three-point worth bunny tail, only centimetres away from Violet's reach.

She literally only had to stretch out her hand a tiny bit.

And with the waterfall of words that Diavolo was talking, he wouldn't even notice.

It would be so easy.

But she couldn't do it.

She looked around. Between all the shelves, all the packages, back to the door they came from.

They were alone. She was sure of it.

But also, Violet had never felt more watched over than in this exact moment.

There was this presence lurking in the back of her neck, threatening her the more she tried to stretch out her arm.

Waiting for her to make one false decision...

"Extra DOUBLE cheesy?!"

Diavolo turned around, holding up a bag of Doritos. "Humans are so crazy!!"

Violet blinked at him, only now noticing that her whole body had tensed up so much it almost hurt.

"Y-yeah..."

As they walked out of the storeroom, arms full with all sorts of snacks, Violet gave a sigh. She had been so close... Only a little closer, and she…

"Should I take some of those from you?"

Violet did a little jump as she heard the voice next to her ear.

Barbatos was right beside her, smiling and tilting his head a little.

"My apologies, I didn't mean to scare you."

The way he mustered her, with his bunny ears and the bow tie around his neck, he looked so cute when he gently pulled most of the bags out of Violet's grip,

But sure as hell, today the girl learned to never pull any kind of prank on the Lord of the Devildom. Ever.

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Violet was trying to catch a breath so she allowed herself a quick time-out in the bathroom. When she stepped outside again, she saw Solomon waving her over.

"I heard you and Lord Diavolo brought snacks to display? Would you mind helping me bring them to the tables?"

She gave a nod as an answer.

"Great. Then, let's divide them into the bowls first, and then go around with one of the trays."

And so they did. There wasn't much happening, really. Not much chatting, but nothing strange either.

Just one thing...

A bunch of perfect occasions to squeeze Solomon's bunny tail. Like, every few moments, he was focussing on something, leaving a perfect opening...

Violet left this situation without gaining any more points.

#obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me fanfic #obeyme #short story #obey me bunny event

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jungshookz · 5 years ago

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I would love a uni!yoongi & y/n drabble💓💜

🌿pairing; min yoongi x reader

🌿genre; uni!yoongi, university!au, fluffy fluffy fluff!!!!!!! uni!yoongi owns my heart and my whole ASS

🌿wordcount; 2.8k

🌿what to expect; “and another fun fact! the mistletoe plant actually contains toxic amines, and eating its berries can cause vomiting and stomach pain.”

🌿note; outraGEOUS that a mistletoe emoji has yet to exist!!!! unfortunately i wasn’t able to do a 12 drabbles of christmas this year due to finals but i hope this drabble makes up for it :-) if i’m a little rusty it’s only because this is the first drabble i’ve written in a while,..,,. hopefully i’ll have another drabble up before christmas!!! happy reading :^)

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if yoongi had a dollar for every time he wanted to scream at you for being denser than a block of tofu he would most definitely be a billionaire

he’s had this thought time and time again but he really doesn’t understand how someone so smart can be so dumb at the same time

he could be holding up a flashing neon sign pointing to him that said ‘i 100% like you and am giving you the green light to ask me out so all you have to do is ask!’ and you would still be like .,.,.y’all hear sumn?

anyways he doesn’t have time to think about when you’re finally going to make a move because it’s that time of the semester ladies and gents

yep

it’s finals season

now, traditionally, the way yoongi handles finals season is that he kind of just goes with the flow

as in he goes to the library and studies for two hours and decides that that’s enough time and dedication he’s putting into a particular class so he pretty much deserves the rest of the day off

and this technique has worked ever since his first year in uni so he’s stuck with it ever since

as long as he doesn’t flunk out of anything he’s fine!!!

but since getting to know you yoongi has adopted new techniques into his studying routine that doesn’t just include skimming over poorly taken notes from class for 5 minutes and then scrolling through instagram for 45 minutes and then taking a 2 hour nap

no no

now he has highlighted notes

now he has insanely detailed google docs

now he has flash cards

and not just flash cards

colour coordinated flash cards

crazy, isn’t it???

this is probably your guys’ fifth study session together and yoongi doesn’t want to toot his own horn or anything but he thinks he’s going to absolutely nail this chemistry final

he can tell anyone about the main types of chemical reactions without blinking

that’s how confident he is about his knowledge

and he knoWs it’s all because of you which most certainly doesn’t help him suppress his attraction towards you

how can he noT be attracted to the person who’s bumping up his GPA??

but yes

yoongi is confident and he feels like he doesn’t need to go over what synthesis reactions are for the tenth time in a row

(also he forget a stack of flash cards at home that u reminded him three times to bring with him today to which he responded with ‘i’m NOT going to forget them just relax’ and he’s hoping u forgot about them because you don’t play around when it comes to flash cards)

he wants this study session to be a little more lax

a little more chill

a little less conversation and a little more ACTION (but not in,.,. not in a pervy way or anything)

yoongi decided to bring a little special something just to make things a little more interesting aND to celebrate the holidays!!

he’s being festive!!

he even taped strips of jingle bells to the edges of his skateboard :-)

“okay, hydrogen bonds.” you flip your notebook onto its front before whipping around and letting out a breath “hydrogen forms hydrogen bonds with three elements. hydrogen is fun. hydrogen is fOn. hydrogen forms hydrogen bonds with fluorine, oxygen, and nitrogen.”

…yeah that sounds right

you turn back around and flip over your notebook before quickly searching for your notes

yes!!!! you got it!!!! hydrogen is FON!!!! hyDRoGEN iS FON!!!!!

“up top, y/l/n!” you grin widely before giving yourself a high five

niCE

“just when i thought you couldn’t get any weirder.” you jump three feet into the air when you hear yoongi speak up and you let out a breath before placing a hand on your chest

“yoongi!” you clear your throat and lean back against the table a little bit

you’re just going to play it off as if you didn’t just tell yourself to give yourself a high five

“what, uh, what took you so long?”

yoongi raises a brow before checking the time on his phone “i’m three minutes early.”

you turn back a little to look at the time on your laptop

huh

would you look at that

yoongi is early

and of course you’re here before scheduled because of who you are as a person

“…well, what are you doing just standing there? let’s get to work!!” you clap your hands together before looking at yoongi expectantly and gesturing for him to take a seat

“just so that you’re aware, i’m pretty sure i know more about the different types of chemical reactions than you.”

you raise a brow before crossing your arms

that is certainly a vEry bold statement because you could talk about the different types of chemical reaction for hours and hours on end

“oh, really?” you scoff playfully as you turn to wipe down the whiteboard

you’ve been tutoring yoongi for the past couple of weeks without expecting anything in return

honestly it’s just fun to ramble on and on about something that you’re confident about aNd it’s fun to see the panic in his eyes when you ask him a question about what you just talked about

and!!!! teaching someone else about the thing that you have to review yourself is actually a pretty effective studying strategy

you tried the practice test the other night and you got 98% so it’s safe to say you’re going to make this final exam your biTCH-

“yep.” yoongi sighs and leans back against his chair “in fact, i bet you that i’ll get every single one of your questions right this session.”

“what happens if you don’t?”

“if i get even one question wrong, i will… play one of your dumb studying games.”

your eyes widen in excitement

“charades for chemists??” (an exciting upgrade from the original version of charades)

((u have to try to act out a reaction))

((it’s a lot more exciting than it sounds))

“but if i get every single one of your questions right, you’ll have to play one of my games.”

“…what kind of game?”

“you’ll just have to find out, won’t you?” yoongi smiles sweetly “it’s nothing like your dumb charades game, i can tell you that.”

you narrow your eyes suspiciously and yoongi shrugs

there’s no way he’d be able to get all of your questions right

obviously it’d be great if he got all of them right because that means these tutoring sessions are actually working but then again it’s yoongi

yoongi who uses pipettes to squeeze tiny spurts of air in your face just because ‘it’s fun!!’

yoongi who has the balls to juggle glass beakers in the middle of a lab in front of the professor

it’s yoongi

of course the idiotic things he does in class doesn’t exactly correlate to his intelligence

he actually did pretty well on the last lab report

“you have three seconds to decide if you wanna do this or not otherwise the offer’s off the table.” yoongi waves a hand in front of your face and you straighten up a little before sticking your hand out for him to shake

“alright, min yoongi. game on.”

the corner of yoongi’s mouth twitches in a devilish smile

honey, you’ve got a big storm coming.

you flip your notebook open to the page where you have a bunch of practice questions written down and you skim the list

alright

you’ll throw yoongi a bone

“we’ll start off easy. what’s the difference between exothermic and endothermic reaction-“

“endothermic takes in energy - for example, ice melting - and exothermic gives off heat - for example, lighting a match.” yoongi answers without blinking

…

okay

that answer was word for word what you have written down in your notes

you should probably reconsider the whole throwing a bone thing

if anything u should probably take a couple bones away from yoongi

your competitive streak immediately kicks in once you realise the score board is 1-0 and you’re on the 0 end

“what does synthesis gas consist of?” you raise a brow

“before i answer that - you forgot to add a tally under my name.” yoongi points to the whiteboard and you kiss your teeth before whipping around and begrudgingly drawing a tally on the scoreboard “good girl.”

(you’ll never admit to him that hearing him call you that made your stomach do a little flip)

“answer the question.”

“synthesis gas is a fuel gas mixture consisting of hydrogen, carbon monoxide, and carbon dioxide. it intermediates in creating synthetic natural gas and for producing ammonia or methanol.”

.,,.,.and that’s 2-0 to yoongi

what in the hELL is going on

u know what

it’s fine!

it’s fine

maybe he’s just having a lucky day

all he has to do is screw up once

“-due to the conjugation double bond character in alkyl halide.” the fact that yoongi’s inspecting his nails as he answers your final question is oddly vERy irritating

you can’t believe it

yoongi got all 10 of your veRy tricky questions right

you should be proud because it’s because of you that he knows that he’s talking about but at the same time you didn’t think you were doing thAt great of a job at teaching him!!!!

but you’re looking at the scoreboard and it’s 10-0

there are 0 tallies under your name!!! ZERO!!! under youR NAME!!!

and now you have to play yOOngi’s dumb game instead of charades for chemists

if anything it’s his loss

“i told you you have to close your eyes to play my game.” yoongi reaches over to shut your notebook after he catches you glancing at it (to make sure he actually got the answers right and you didn’t misread anything) for the fifth time in two minutes

you have to accept defeat whether you like it or not

you let out a sigh before crossing your arms and shutting your eyes “what are the rules of this game? how does one win?”

“i’m going to show you something-“ you hear yoongi unzip his backpack “and you have to identify what it is and tell me what its purpose is within 30 seconds.”

huh

sounds easy enough

“so i win just by doing that?” your brows furrow and you resist the urge to open your eyes

“i guess you could say that.” you hear yoongi’s footsteps against the carpet and you freeze when you feel him standing right in front of you

“alright, open your eyes.” you immediately open them and-

“so, tell me, y/n-” yoongi lets out a sigh before glancing up at the mistletoe that he’s holding up in between the two of you “what do we have here?”

you swallow thickly and keep your eyes glued on the mistletoe

u know what that is

and u know what its purpose is

you could easily win this game right here and now so u don’t know what’s stopping you

you can feel yoongi staring at you and you know that if you make eye contact with him right now you will definitely combuST into flames

“that’s, um, well, i’m not a, uh, i’m not a botanist or anything, but that is a… that’s mistletoe.” you clear your throat “that is… mistletoe.”

“uh-huh. and, remind me again - isn’t mistletoe particularly special this time of the year?” yoongi hums and takes a step closer to you

you jump a little when you feel the bottom of the whiteboard dig into the small of your back

the little metal tray holding the whiteboard markers clatters a marker plops to the ground but you’ll deal with that later

because now it’s time to do what you do best

D E F L E C T

“mistletoe are actually hemiparasitic plants in which they kinda just suck water and nutrients from their host tress. did you know that?”

yoongi resists the urge to roll his eyes

he knows exactly what you’re doing (out of nervous habit) but for your sake he’ll play along

“oh yeah?”

“yep. and another fun fact! the mistletoe plant actually contains toxic amines, and eating its berries can cause vomiting and stomach pain.”

“…didn’t you say you weren’t a botanist-”

“-but if we’re talking about its relevance to the christmas holidays, then… well, traditionally, people, um, people… kiss underneath them.” you finish quietly and your eyes instinctively flicker down to yoongi’s pouty lips

“i like you a lot, y/n.” yoongi breathes out and you feel your heart hiccup

your cheeks flush and you feel the heat rushing up to your ears

o god

a couple seconds of silence goes by and you wonder if yoongi can hear your heart pounding in your chest

“if you don’t feel the same way, i-“

“i like you too.” you murmur shyly and yoongi lets out what sounds like a breath of relief

before he gets the chance to roAST you for taking so long to finally admit it to him, you’re pushing your lips against his in a gentle kiss with your hand pressed against his cheek

it takes yoongi a second to register that you initiated a kiss with him but once his brain catches up to his body, he starts kissing you back

a smile tugs at his mouth when you take a step closer to him and he automatically loops an arm around your waist before carelessly tossing the mistletoe aside

yoongi tilts his head as he deepens the kiss and the quiet ‘fuck’ he lets out when you nip at his bottom lip almost immediately makes you lightheaded

it’s when you’re reminded that literally anyone passing by the room would be able to see you through the glass door that you drag yourself away (reluctantly) and yoongi unintentionally lets out a whine

“so did i win?” your cheeks are still rosy and your heart is still racing but you’re trying to play it off as if you’re totally cool about kissing yoongi and that you’re totally cool about the mutual attraction between the two of you but that fact that you’re kinda bouncing on the balls of your feet like an excited child is probably not helping your case

and yoongi’s smiling so widely his cheeks are starting to hurt but it’s totally worth it

:-) !!!!

“you won but i’m still marking you down for killing the mood by talking about vomiting and stomach pain.”

help me help you make your wishes come tru (aka send me a request)

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seedleaflesssapling · 3 years ago

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Ver 2.0? Turning Point?

I can't really identify to which point in my life that i started to doubt myself but im pretty sure that it was because of UP. Damn, that school, my uni. It do really have the ability to make you feel small; i was in a disadvantaged side when i entered it, you know. I was acquainted, no we did not really talked one-on-one, but i heard when we did introductions - Pisay, UP High, science comprehensive schools, Xavier University, who wouldn't be intimidated by that when you came from Col. Ruperto Abellon National School (who would know where that is? I was lucky enough for a teacher recognized it and my classmates be like 'ahhhhhh,' .....really?! I dont even know where xavier is, it just sounds cool). Another thing is that, i wasn't a stem shs graduate - a leverage(?) or excuse (?) that i always use for them to know that i am at disadvantaged side here, not their competitor, probably a NOBODY. They, being stem graduates, have capstone projects you never thought that they have at that age, but i would hear them saying that it was publish in this journal (whatever, idk the journals lmao, i dont even understand their studies 2nd lmao, but that was some smart shit you know, a shit that makes me feel pathetic for being too proud of my what? Correlational study from inconsistent surveys?!!! Wtf, wtf, wtf). But it was a very good peer pressure you know, i kinda turned it that way. Being left behind, being on the rock bottom, i have no other place to go but up. It wasn't the goal, like making or taking the top spot, i just need to survive.

Inevitably, the exams came. I had hard time adjusting chem but math was kind to me. Who would have thought that i would get two 1.0 at my math subjects for the first semester, the sem that i thought i would barely pass. I was even a CS for that sem. Who would have thought? Our first chemical engineering subject that involves computations was on the list the next semester and the first exam, out of 100 i got something like 20ish. WTF. THAT WAS MY FIRST FAILED EXAM. but no, never did cry but tears were flooding inside. So apparently, i have to focus more on this subject and i did. Some were still failing, but i raised my average up. We also had physics, my first ever physics. I really love physics that time or that sir rommel is just a very good professor. I got the highest score on our second LE, everybody else did fail. Small victories. Not that they lose, but i just won. But i heard one time they were talking about me re: passing the physics exam and even getting a high score. They were uhm.. a guy i really look up to cause his good, the other was a girl that idk but i think she didn't like me back then. They were friends but eventually the girl transferred uni because who cares why. i heard the guy saying something like sin.o gid na si franklin nga taas iya score man, maybe even worse than that, i still look up to the guy even until now. But wtf. I really took it in that time, like i wanted to cry but did not. With all that, i got a fair grade at physics. I still got 1.0 at maths that sem and even maintained being on the CS list. S M I L E. BECAUSE WE HAVE A MIDYEAR CLASS. VERY EXHAUSTING FOR SOMEONE WHO DONT WANT ANYTHING BUT JUST ADJUST, SURVIVE, AND FIND MEANING OF BEING A UP STUDENT. It was just one subject and it was math, but i got 2.0?!!! I have no excuse to that, i am very grateful for the family who accommodated me. After midyear class, i did got sick, it sucks, really sucks. I wanted to file an LOA for the next academic year, it is the only thing i can think of for me to go back on track (i haven't said that my parents pushed me to graduate with latin honor and i wanted to also for my resume to look good because everything else in me is effed up). I really wanted to pause and be free for a while but i also wanted to graduate on time (mostly because i want to give the bitches who dared to have expectations be put on my shoulders not the satisfaction, but the audacity to tell them 'i aint did it for ya') so i asked mama. THANK GOD, SHE DID SAY NA KUNG ANO LANG KAYA MO, AMO LANG DA IH 😭😭🤧🤧 so i enrolled, but went to school late, haven't attended the school opening but all is good. I did kind of reset, just enough for me to face school again.

Second year, it was fucked. I did really love coding on octave and doing sheets at ms excel though. On that year, we have formed the che 103 bagsak group. Together with two of my classmates on 103 and math 55, we became buddies after failing che 103 on the first LE, another 30 over 100 exam hahahahaha. We made bawi just enough for us to pass the subject hahahahahuhu. I have thermodynamics sub, i barely pass. Thank G na wala ko nag removal. If ever i did, i am so sure that i wont make it. My GWA for that sem was not enough for me to be a CS. Who cares? I still did, actually but mama was never been too pushy since then, even since after midyear, after getting that 2.0 grade from the only subject i am good at. Btw, my math 55 for first sem, second year, was 1.25. Not a 1.0 but still, it's good. Second semester that year was when pandemic hit so there's nothing much to tell. I was, sorry but i was really, glad to be away from school for a while, not until for a while became forever. Virtual university set-up was very hard. With too much from taking in whatever i see and hear on my surroundings, even just at home, everything is difficult. It is very hard to find motivation and discipline in studying when i was surrounded with people who do nothing. Even to this point i am writing, everyday is like a battle, but is mostly an internal one. Self vs self, a war no one knows who will win. So the confidence, the tower of knowledge i did build, exponentially went down. I did really well when i was in grade 10, i did my best that time and it can be seen at the achievements i had that year. Being consistently on top 1 the whole year, placing second on division MMC (even getting the highest score on the written elimination round for the whole cluster), doing well sa physics under maam andico, placings on cluster journalism competitions - it was like a record best, best record (?) Whatever. But it wasn't enough you know, i eventually came fourth like wtf. I had read from somewhere Newton saying like the two years when he did write the three laws of motion and the calculus stuff were the two best years of his life, and it kept me thinking that what if mine already passed? That it was when i was in high school?

But, back when i was in school, every time that i was belittling myself or even at random times that i would feel nervous for nothing, my classmates and close friends would say na:

Uno mo man ang Math, uno mo na na (it was a one or two time thing, what if chamba lang to???)

Ikaw man highest sa first le sa thermo (it was really an absolutely one time thing, i barely passed that sub)

Alam ka man sa physics (i was just invested on physics and maybe nachambahan lang na ang ginpractice ko solve kay parallel sa exam ni sir)

Alam ka, d ka lang confident (OKAY???!)

I was ignoring those shit cause who cares if i did really good that time. Yeah, it felt good but it wasn't fulfilling. Satisfied but not happy. But with recent events, i think i would be changing. This post will be a written contract that i will push to be better, to start trusting myself, and build that confidence glow behind me; to believe that i am bright and i can hack it, whatever it may be.

For coherence, i would itemize na lang all of the events that brought me to epiphany lol

It was Friday, 17 Sep, when Dean, in our plant design subject, gave an activity for us - to come up with solutions that would address problems he presented. 1 off grid island community (either you address the water, electricity, and phone reception/signal problem under a 100k budget) and 2 vinegar packaging with a 500 mL volume and should cost less than the cost of vinegar. The due's on Monday, 20 Sep. The challenge is that you should come up with an idea that is not the same with those who already turned in their proposed solutions. I haven't turned in mine until Sunday afternoon. We are 23 in class, hence there should be 23 proposed solutions for each problem. However, only 20 or 21 turned in their solutions and as a student who decided to do it three days after the sheet was given, i was at the second to the last of the entries hahaha. I have limited choice since a lot have been proposed. And ngl, i did entered my idea for the first problem at Sunday evening and for the second problem it was on the afternoon of the next day. Those were basic solutions cause who am I? Am just your basic guy.

Tuesday, 21 Sep (#NeverForget #NeverAgain), class again for plant design (PD). Dean discussed stuffs which im ngl, i did not listen because im bored (not until he said 'we'll have a 5-min break and we'll have a quiz after that' like wtf, how will we do our quiz???!). After the short break, I did study cause i panicked as hell, he presented the prospects of the course, that we will be divided in groups and that the leaders were chosen based on the solutions they turned in the activity previously given. So there's no quiz, i was calm the whole time after that until my name was called. Like wtf??! Your basic guy will be a leader???! Hello!!! So i chat people, asked them if it was a good thing (course it was!!!? So dumb right?!). And then, i asked another leader and she agreed to my argument that we should only be divided into six instead of seven as what dean has decided. So i chatted dean (pic below). I just accepted the role half-heartedly.

As leaders, we should be hiring people for our team and we should make pubs. I dont have a canva account to help me do pubs. I made mine at MS ppt HAHAHAHAHAHA but im good so its cute. We were assigned with projects and i get to have the 4-member team. The vacant roles were project maven and liaison officer for a 3-member team. In my pubs, i included scrummaster as position to be filled, cause who am i to lead?! So yeah, that's it. I did the pubs Wednesday and I submitted my resume Thursday (third to the last hahahaha but my resume's cute hahaha).

Thursday. So i had this invite by a classmate to join the Shell event long time ago. He was reaching out for someone to ask Dean for his approval because Dean did not replied to the email he sent. So, i volunteered. I really want this competition cause this will be my first and maybe last competition as a UP student. So i DMed dean and blah blah blah he asked for selection process. I relayed the message and apologize to them for being me because i was thinking that it was me who made him come up with the decision of having the team be selected. Like, wtf i was just asking for his approval. Getting kicked out of the team was not my intention. Those whom i chatted that night were telling me that it wasn't my fault blah blah blah. So i half-heartedly agreed to them.

Friday came, yesterday, the interview. I am very anxious for someone who will be the one asking the applicants lmao. I already have been interviewed before for college applications and somehow remember the feeling, nerve wracking, whatever. To calm my nerves, i listed questions which i never got to ask properly btw, but at least i have concrete ideas on what to ask. The first interviewee was my very closed friend and so we just laugh and laugh and laugh HAHAHAHAHA. IDK if dean saw it but who cares. And the next and next and next. 3:30 passed by fast and guess what??? YOUR BASIC GUY HAS THE MOST NUMBER OF APPLICANTS TO THE POINT THAT DEAN CUT MY LIST. IT WAS EXHAUSTING BUT VERY FLATTERING. I FEEL SO HONORED. i really thought and very scared at the thought that no one will apply to me but wtf, just wtf. Ranking my applicants was damn hard. 1 i have a dream team but one was cut by dean; 2 this could make my friends mad; 3 this will be the group for the whole year; 4 i am really exhausted. But still, i submitted the list. I was hoping for the people i chose to choose me back. Only two out of three did, i am forever grateful.

Still on Friday, the classmate who invited me to the Shell thing and Dean had a zoom call and discussed about the competition. That classmate told dean what i told him the other day that i might be the reason for the decision of having the selection process done. He told me this through a voice memo, katamad daw magtype. A voice message that i played over and over again. Dean actually find me interesting (?), Invested (?) Idk exactly but the classmate told me na 'may nakikita daw talaga sya sayo. Na grabe ka ka-practical as a person like yung ideas mo daw sa plant design napakasimple lang pero napaka practical to the point daw na madami nag apply sayo kanina. And then, you need more confidence lang daw talaga' so ig, you basic guy is a practical guy now. It's just flattering.

Now, whatever happens, i must meet those expectations right? This could be a lousy motivation but what is if there's none? I dont know why im writing this. I just thought i should get my thoughts out. Ver 2.0? Turning point? Let's just do good 😌

PS I put this on my bio on FB, guess im getting more public, and if you happened to read this because you saw the link on my bio, send me a message about you thoughts.

PPS if your initials are JTZC, these have been my week and i miss you even though you're not interested in me anymore, you are hard to forget

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