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Ew I have exams in 5 weeks
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There is no true right or good
There is only understanding. Of the sorrowful and happy moments that make up the person in front of you. Of the unavoidable fate of death. Of the unstoppable passing of time and the changing of everything around you. That for every good deed there will be negative consequences. You have to understand.
And what you do with that understanding is what makes your character. How much are you able to see? How much are you willing to see?
When does the price of your kindness outweigh the satisfaction of deed itself and its consequences? What are you willing to concede? What is the direction you want to take?
#it's three am#i don't know if this makes sanse#i should start studying#like#four days ago#my exam is in a little more than 24 hours#and it's on seven different subjects#about the whole of the last school's year program#lol
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I have no shame
imaging having an alt account where you like, re-blog your things, and stuff because no one sees what you write?
like, who would do that?
i did that
#im sorry#so true#astv#i dont know#i dont know what im doing with my life#sucker for pain#i have exam tomorrow#i have a math exam tomorrow#i havent studied#i should start studying#im too tired to care#im too tired for that#i have history after math#then french#kill me
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Swapping tips on how to be a bestie in the bath.
#poorly drawn mdzs#mdzs#wei wuxian#dungeon meshi#marcille donato#It is going to take a long time for pd-mdzs to get to the bathtub scene. At least we can have another gay bathtub scene sooner.#I know everyone is hyping this up at the yuri episode but guys it does not even start nor stop at the bathtub scene.#Hey old danmeshi fans; you guys remember when the animated trailer came out in 2019 and we lost our minds?#Now we are on the cusp of getting a *second* animation of the farcille cuddle moment. It feels unreal.#I have missed drawing wwx so much by the way. This was so healing.#This week is for dungeon meshi and next week is for raffles. Wei Ying... I miss thee.#Marcille and wwx have more in common than just this but that's spoilers B*)#I'll be back Thursday with more Dungeon Meshi art. Wouldn't miss this one for the world.#DUNGEON MESHI SPOILERS: now that the anime has caught up to the scene…yeah this handshake was also about necromacy#and bringing back someone loved…wrong. It is also about being a prodigy who falls from grace#and they both opt to study something that is deemed ‘evil’ because society said it was. They believe their method can be used to help!#not to mention the toxic self-reliance qualities. And the dark outfit transformation moment. They should have brunch together.
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A Master Study featuring Zelda II: The Adventure of Link. In which Link hangs out with the two Zeldas post-game (Who do you think became the Queen of Hyrule?)
This was a difficult piece, but I'm happy with it!
Based on 'The Chess Players' by Jacques-Clément Wagrez (1902)
Information on inspiration and process under the cut!
Original piece: "The Chess Players" by Jacques-Clément Wagrez (1846-1908).
The moment I saw this artwork I immediately thought of Zelda II. One of the women is wearing a medieval-esque red velvet dress, and she looks a lot like the design I made for the cursed princess Zelda!
I thought it would be very fitting to reimagine this artwork in a Zelda II context, so I went ahead with it! doubles as a master study and LoZ fanart.
I learnt a LOT from making this piece! Since I worked on it digitally, I got and made brushes that acted as close to traditional brushes, and I also worked on the entire piece in one layer. So whenever I made a mistake, I'd have to paint over. No return. But it was a big learning experience! Learnt more about rendering silk and velvet by observing how they are painted and blended in the original.
Here are some WIP shots! It took a long time to get to where it is now xD It was difficult to finally pen down the right proportions and placement. I probably should've done a grid copy, but I opted to just eyeing it out all the way through. It was... hard. (lesson learnt?)
I read that in a lot of older pieces, they are made in greyscale, then flat colours are overlaid on top. makes rendering much easier. and it truly has! I probably should’ve rendered the greyscale version even more. Since there were still a lot of mistakes that I had to rework and adjust while colouring.
Very fruitful experience overall, and I’m just happy to make a grand-scale Zelda II artwork xD I’ve never seen one so I made it!!!
#please check the cut!!!!#loz#legend of zelda#Zelda 2#Zelda II#The adventure of link#master study#atelier hylia#shoutout to my atelier hylia friends for their support#this was a difficult one#very glad to have an artist community I can turn to for critiques and support <3#Jacques-clement wagrez#I should pair this one up with my other zelda 2 master study and sell them as prints huuuhuhuhu#but I DON'T KNOW WHERE TO START#catprint?#if anyone has experience with selling prints dm me ;-;
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wip dump since i’ve hit artblock for the first time in a while…
1. neon genesis evangelion x persona protags
2. persona kizunas (from prsk)
3. rise & airi swap places (with yu & shizuku supporting)
4. airiena sanrio collab
#cat’s art#project sekai#prsk#colorful stage#persona#neon genesis evangelion#eeh not gonna tag anyone bc wip post#delete later?#i finished nge a month ago! very interesting#i keep saying this but i am so excited for p3re#can’t wait to experience the joys of minato arisato / makoto yuki#not doing too good at avoiding spoilers since i keep looking at fanart and posts#LMFAO#i still need to finish p4g. and start p5s#honestly i should be doing more art study over the break since i really lack the important portfolio stuff
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Cleaned up some sketches cause I need to post and also I miss them terribly 13 ghosts come home pleaseeeeee!!!
There were Shaphne ones too but they took up their own page so I'll clean them up later.
#my art#scooby doo#daphne blake#shaggy rogers#scooby doo fanart#flim flam#scrappy doo#vincent van ghoul#the 13 ghosts of scooby doo#scooby doo and the curse of the 13th ghost#posting these before bed so if I spell anything badly its because im sleepy#defaulted to my vincent design for a fancomic I was gonna do and still might idk i havent decided yet who knows#Daphne's outfits in 13 ghosts are so good I may have to draw them all#Scooby being the hardest to draw continues to hold true I NEED to do studies soon I need to be able to draw him accurately#I literally miss 13 ghosts so bad you don't get it#All I do is yap in these tags I'm so sorry I really should just start posting posts but I always forget#scoodles
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Me, a well-studied polytheist: “Zeus is great he-“
Everyone: “diDnT hE rAPe a ThOuSAnD pEOpLe????!!!”
Me: “I cannot keep having the same conversation.”
#this is a real thing people have said to me a BUNCH of times#at this point I should start charging people for my time because they ask me my viewpoints and sources#when I give them a consensus on 8+years of experience and study they dismiss it anyway#one thing you can’t do as a polytheist is be close minded and unfortunately a lot of folks don’t pass that test#pagan#paganism#hellenic deities#hellenic devotion#hellenic pagan#hellenic polythiest#hellenism#hellenic gods#hellenic community#hellenic polytheism#zeus deity
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some of the artists making “how to draw fat people” tutorials don’t really know how to draw variety in fat bodies at all. “Fat” isn’t a body type, it’s many body types, and in real life there’s less rules to it than you’d imagine by following tutorials by artists who only draw one kind of fat body
#this is only surprising because of their confidence in teaching people via tutorials in the first place#the thing is that i don’t think you should take on the task of teaching people if you’re going to leave the job unfinished.#especially if you’re implying there’s rules about things that are your personal preference when drawing#anyway if you want to learn how to draw fat people you should start by studying from life first. ‘tutorials’ are easier for a reason
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last night i got home kind of tipsy and very much in tears and my mother told me the force you exert to keep someone in your life is proportional to the force with which they will leave your life. if you have to fight tooth and claw to keep them, their leaving will be just as hard, just as harsh, and just as definite.
#she said it like a law. its just momentum.#also she told me to get a therapist and start archery ASAP bc i need to get it together#and also she said even granting that this person u were in love w was So Special . as in hot motorcycle-riding iranian masc lesbian in ldn#they arent the only one on earth and that once i start my proper adult life outside of studies etc etc i will probably no longer live in th#UK. she said most non straight iranians u would like have left the country anyway . where do you think they went? theyre out there#and also she asked me to imagine how many hot gay iranians there may be in italy or amsterdam or smth and i was like ok points 😭 maybe#ur right. anyway i was having a feeling of dread bc crying into the arms of ur strict asian mother while buzzed usually results in#death chaos destruction etc in the next few days but actually i think maybe she has genuinely changed as a person and the fear is#unwarranted#anyway i need to eat breakfast and study w the date person i met yesterday#they are so nice ??? genuinely so so sweet i dont feel attracted to them at all omg i genuinely think i have a thing for hot evil ppl 😭#but we could b besties . theyre a lot more romantic than the ex situationship person too like generally . ugh they should be perfect but#alas it appears i am shallow as fuck or potentially a lesbian actually#OH THEY MIGHT ALSO BE POTENTIALLY A LESBIAN BTW#i think i just tend to not date cis ppl entirely by accident#....feel free to rb if u want btw sorry for the rant
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would you agree that we all need more Sanji getting nosebleeds over Zoro in this fandom?
YES *pelting down a hill waving the proposal for this in my hand like a madman* YESSSSSS
the first time sanji gets a nosebleed over zoro is his clue-in that oh. i’m not straight, am i. the swordsman’s doing a bench press (shirtless, as always) as sanji walks by (and sanji sneaks a look, as always, because who wouldn’t?) and when he glances over the plates he has to do a double take because what the fuck. zoro’s pressing more than twice his body weight. zoro’s repping more than twice his body weight. he’s just registered that maybe he’s stared for a bit too long when he feels something warm and wet on his upper lip, iron dripping over his mouth, and he books it for the galley.
he slams the door shut and presses his back against it before he slides to the ground and screams into his knees because what. the fuck. it’s not even that he’s getting hot and bothered over a guy; it’s just that the guy’s zoro. he’s not supposed to get nosebleeds over zoro.
but he does.
and it gets worse.
zoro walking around shirtless on deck? nosebleed. zoro re-tying the sails and just hanging on with his legs around the mast? nosebleed. zoro strutting out of the shower door, damp with steam and hair dripping wet and a towel around his waist? nosebleed. zoro tsking irritably and grabbing all of sanji’s food and packages from him to haul the whole lot over his shoulder? NOSEBLEED.
and not even that. he starts getting breathless around zoro and his chest hurts. he kicks zoro back while they’re sparring one day and the swordsman grins, feral and unrestrained and all challenge and teeth, and sanji’s heart spasms so hard that he actually wonders if he’s about to go into cardiac arrest. he’s barely twenty, he isn’t ready to die— much less because of some stupid marimo. chiselled abs and a nice set of biceps are only worth so much of sanji’s dignity. he twists and smashes the sole of his shoe right into zoro’s pretty face.
still, it gets so, so bad that he’s elected to just. avoid zoro completely. he’s sneaking around corners and running across open expanses ducked low like some kind of goofy thief and he knows it’s so fucking stupid but he doesn’t. he doesn’t know if zoro likes— no. he doesn’t even think about it. there’s no way, and if he gives himself false hope he’ll just break his own heart. he doesn’t know if zoro likes men, or anyone, much less him; nobody in their right mind would, not really. he's nice to have but not to keep and he's come to terms with it.
…until zoro corners him in the galley and demands to know what the fuck’s going on.
sanji stays facing away, slowly washing the dishes even as his heart pounds so hard it hurts. he is painfully aware of the way zoro’s seething like an over-boiled kettle in one of the chairs behind him, arms crossed over his stupidly broad chest and stock-still because he never, ever shakes his leg even though sanji knows he wants to.
his sponge squeaks across ceramic. the water’s warm against his fingertips, and his eyes flick up to meet his own reflection in the porthole window; he looks… well, he doesn’t know. scared, maybe. nervous. his mouth is thin, eyes wide, cheeks flushed, a shudder running its fingers down his spine even as his heartbeat thumps between his ribs and god, fuck, it aches. and he knows. he looks himself in the eyes and he knows that somewhere along the line nosebleeds had turned into falling in love and he was the stupid idiot who had just let it happen because he was too weak to pry zoro out of his thoughts.
his gaze flicks down sharply when he hears the sudden scrape of the chair, and zoro spits, “look, i can’t fix whatever i did wrong if you don’t tell me what it is.”
sanji’s heart throbs. “what?”
he can hear zoro’s scowl. “what, what? i obviously did something. you’ve been avoiding me like the plague.”
the cook almost laughs. he bites it down and swallows his words, salty-sweet at the back of his throat. guilt nips at him; zoro’s his rival and and his personal annoyance and a blockhead but he might also, maybe, just maybe, be sanji’s best friend. and sanji hasn’t been very fair to him lately.
he swallows again, clears his throat silently. “you didn’t do anything, marimo,” he murmurs to the plate in his hands, trying for airy and getting more somewhat vaguely strangled. he coughs. “just forget about it. sorry i’ve been weird.”
sanji will deal. he will, somehow; he’d been careless and careless is dangerous and for perhaps the first time in his life, he has too much to lose. he’ll squash his heart into a box and lock it down tight like he always has and it’ll hurt, but when does it ever not? he mentally declares the matter done and dusted as he shakes off the plate and gently sets it on the drying rack.
his lungs hitch as a callused hand cups his elbow.
zoro pulls him around. he’s too weak to resist. the edge of the sink digs into his hip as stormy grey eyes scan his face and zoro looks tense, his jaw set in the way it only is when he faces off with a particularly vexing foe.
“did i not look happy enough at dinner?" he asks, and it could be mockery but it isn't, not with that edge to his voice; not desperation, but damn near. like filter paper burning its way to ash. "was it my clothes on the floor? my boots on the bed? what?”
sanji can't stand it anymore. he looks away, tries to twist out of the invisible bonds zoro has him trapped in, but fingers looped around his wrist are all it takes to make him stay and fuck, fuck, he's so fucked.
"sanji, what did i do?” zoro breathes, brow furrowed, voice too near and too damn earnest, and sanji's throat bobs as he digs the heel of his palm into his eye.
this isn't how it's supposed to go. zoro isn't supposed to care. zoro isn't supposed to be standing here in the galley saying his name in that tone of voice. a hand carefully pulls his own away from his face, and zoro doesn't fucking let go, and sanji feels too much like he's been stripped down to the bone.
"i know," zoro continues, gruff like he doesn't know how to be anything else, "that i upset you. so would you please tell me what i did so i can fix it?" he bends lower still, ducking to try and catch sanji’s line of sight but sanji just can't look at him. "i'll fix it, i—"
"you can't fix this." the words are out and in the air before he can stop them, and a bittersweet smile curves his mouth. "there's nothing to fix, so you can't fix it. just let it go, alright?"
zoro wants to argue. sanji can tell. but the swordsman lets out a measured exhale after a long moment and pulls back, face carefully neutral. "at least tell me what's going on, cook."
sanji looks down at his feet. "...i can't."
"like hell you can't," zoro replies immediately, and it's such an abrupt reminder of their normal banter that it wrenches a rough noise from sanji's chest. "i was the one who held your hair back after you had, like, seven margaritas too many. don't think you could tell me anything worse than the experience of trying to stop you from falling into your own puke."
"oh, jesus fuck," sanji swears on instinct, then laughs. it's unfortunately hollow. "that was one time, asshole."
"one time too many," zoro hums, raising an eyebrow. "so you gonna tell me what's going on, or do i have to make it a captain's order?"
sanji grits his teeth.
"i will drag luffy in here, i don't care—"
"fucking—" he holds his breath, flipping around to white-knuckle the edge of the sink and letting it out slow. "fine. you ever loved someone, marimo?"
"sure." zoro shrugs easily, crossing his arms as he looks out the window. "kuina, but i think i learned to love her memory more than anything else. luffy, nami—" a near-unnoticeable flutter of thick lashes. "you."
sanji exhales through his nose as he rocks back on his heels. squeezes out air till it hurts. "you know that's not what i meant."
"what did you mean, then?"
he turns to look at where zoro has settled lazily against the counter, the moon turning his eyes to silver. "I mean the kind of love that makes your blood race. that makes you want more even when you know you'll never take more than you're allowed. the kind that makes your heart hurt so badly you feel empty without it."
the swordsman's face is unreadable as he tilts his head slowly. "i did say i love you."
it hits sanji like a bullet. he sucks in a sharp breath, and his throat burns as he turns away and tries to stop his shoulders from heaving up. "don't fuck with me, zoro. not about this."
it feels rather like a cruel cosmic joke. he's so near yet so far, just one step away with a gauzy curtain between but he can't touch it. he won't. he's got too many things on the line and yet he can't even name one of them.
"hey."
he squeezes his eyes shut against the burn of salt that shouldn't even be there, and look at that. little sanji's gone and broken his own heart again.
"hey," zoro tries again, more insistent, one hand hovering in the space between them and sanji feels the pull of it like a magnet.
he doesn't turn away as it cups his cheek. doesn't run as fingers slide through the short hairs at his nape, a thumb behind his jaw. his lashes are damp. it is everything he wants and everything he cannot have and he can't—
"look at me."
"i can't," he breathes, lungs rising fast and shallow. he's afraid to open his eyes. he's afraid of what he'll see.
"yes, you can." zoro shifts closer and another hand joins the first. it's big and rough and warm and he holds sanji's face like he's the moon herself. "look at me, curly."
he can't.
he does.
zoro's gaze is almost painful to meet straight-on with how intense it is. he seems to realise, face softening as he leans closer, closer, posture loose enough that it would be no problem for sanji to shove him away. "you love me," he breathes. "yes or no?"
sanji's heart stops. his tongue is clumsy in his mouth, his brain a mess of yesnoyesyesnoiwon'tican’tido—
"don't think." zoro's voice cuts through the haze as he shakes his head slowly; a sword through smoke, silver-bright, singing in the air and leaving silence. "don't think. you love me, yes or no."
the galley swims around sanji as his vision blurs. he feels his tears spill hot down his cheek, knows the way zoro aches to brush them away and yet stays still. he opens his mouth and it feels like stepping out of the only shelter he's ever known; he is an open fucking wound and he's raw and everything hurts, everything but zoro. zoro. zoro. "yes."
just one word, three simple letters, and still it feels like damnation; if he'd never said it he could deny it but now it's real. the swordsman relaxes, shoulders dropping enough that his forehead brushes sanji's, and sanji tracks the way his throat bobs. the way steel-grey eyes flicker over his face, molten in the light of the electric lamps and the moonlight spilling through the window, gilding zoro like something out of a dream. a fairytale sanji read as a child until the edges of the pages fitted familiar to his thumbs as his little hands reached for a happy ending that was never meant to be his.
he shakes, now, as zoro reaches up to run tentative fingers through straw-pale hair. "let me love you. yes or no."
"i—" the sound that twists from his mouth is cracked jagged down the middle, unpolished as a common pebble picked up off the damn street. "you don't—"
"yes or no."
"i'm not what you want," he gasps, his face wet.
"yes or no."
sanji wants to break apart. because zoro sounds like he's begging, and he cannot fathom anybody possibly wanting him that much. he wants to scream and cry and claw at the walls until his nails break. he wants to shatter into pieces all over the floor without having to worry about putting himself back together. he wants. he wants, and zoro's looking at him with the closest thing to reverence he's seen in his life, and even that isn't enough for him to believe it. "i'm not what you want."
he can barely look at zoro. he can barely look at himself. the shame is clawing a pit into his stomach, and he lets it, feels every inch of it, because what kind of person doesn't know how to be loved? his breath catches wetly as zoro cups his jaw in both hands, tilting his face up, and once again sanji is too weak to pull away.
"you are everything i want."
the words are so fierce, so sure, and sanji is cracking apart at the seams. the stitches pulled tight by his own hand are unravelling and he can't stop it—
"yes or no."
zoro's breath ghosts warm across his mouth, fingertips in his hair, just far away enough for sanji to see the way his eyes are blazing and yet he waits. his thumb on sanji's cheek is the gentlest thing sanji has ever known.
"you'll get tired of me," he tries weakly, one last time for good measure, and zoro just shakes his head. the resolve in his expression does not waver even once.
sanji breaks.
"yes." the word scrapes itself out of his throat seconds before arms are going around him, and he sobs. lets the swordsman bring them both to the kitchen floor as he curls up in zoro's lap, fingers clawing into his white shirt, numb with how hard he cries because nobody, nobody has ever stayed. not without him getting hurt in the process. he pushes them away when he gets scared and they let him and then it becomes his fault when it all blows up in his face, but zoro's not leaving, and it's so foreign to him that he's shaking so badly and he can't stop.
a warm, heavy palm smooths over his spine and he lets himself be shifted closer, settles sideways as zoro wraps an arm over his shins and rocks them until his breathing evens out. the embarrassment hits like a gut punch; he knows he looks like a mess, face blotchy and hair everywhere and eyes puffy as hell, but zoro cards his bangs out of his eyes and looks at him like he doesn't care, and sanji turns away.
he feels... fragile. like he's made of tinted glass and spun sugar, like he'll cave in at the slightest touch. there is something melting in his chest and it drips down over his ribs; pools fresh as a river in spring, offset by the grounding presence of zoro's hands on his skin. "don't say i didn't warn you," he mumbles, masking his very real fear behind a layer of watery bravado as he hides his face in zoro's shoulder, and of course, of course zoro sees right through him.
the swordsman's thumb traces the swirl of his eyebrow before zoro rests his chin on top of sanji's head. "i don’t listen. you know that."
you know me, is what goes unsaid, and sanji doesn't deign to reply. he buries his face into zoro's chest and breathes in the smell of steel and sword oil and— he sits up slightly, eyes narrowing. "you've been stealing my deodorant, yes or no." the way zoro stills momentarily is a dead giveaway, and he yelps when the swordsman flicks his forehead.
"would you rather i be stinky?" zoro scoffs, rolling his eyes gently as sanji settles back down with a huff.
"you still are stinky. if we're gonna be together i'm expecting you to shower at least once every two days—" zoro groans, and he powers through, raising his voice, "—and if you aren't fussy i'll let you shower with me."
the way zoro instantly stops complaining cracks a laugh out of him. it's weak and watered-down, but it's a start. zoro's hands slide back into his hair and he hums as he lets his eyes fall shut.
the moon's full tonight. their ship rocks gently, and sanji gets comfortable; zoro's warm and solid and happens to make a perfectly respectable pillow. the thought that he can have this now sends a thrill through him.
he's not a fool. he's not optimistic when it comes to this. when it comes to love.
but with zoro's thumb rubbing mindless circles against the side of his thigh and a kiss pressed to the top of his head, he's got a pretty good feeling about this time around.
#er. this dragged me down the hill and i let it#this got so off-topic anon i apologise#but to be fair even after they start dating sanij gets absolutely HORRIFIC nosebleeds#like hello?? that man is hot as hell?? and he's MY man??? good lordy#cue him leaning against the wall in a dramatic swoon and yelling for zoro to catch him#(zoro does not catch him. sanji falls on his ass.)#(he does get a forehead kiss before zoro walks away cackling though so. a win is a win!)#black leg sanji#zosan#one piece zosan#zoro x sanji#roronoa zoro#one piece zoro#one piece sanji#one piece#ino writes#ino's ask box#sanji's issues deserve a tag of their own#my habit of segueing from chill fun rambling to emotionally damaging content should be studied. jesus christ.
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I've said it before and I'll say it again: Midst is a perfectly-paced show. I know the story arcs are largely outlined, but it is actually astounding how flawless the pacing is given the improv aspect. It's clearly created by people who understand on an intrinsic level when and how plot points need to land in order for it to flow smoothly. Absolute chef's kiss, infinity/10, perfect pacing, no notes because I am in fact taking notes.
#like i do think i am decent at pacing overall but god i want to dissect this plot just to study it#i am in all ways but physical capturing it in a jar with holes in the lid and fervently documenting its movements#midst podcast#there's not really spoilers in this cuz this is an evergreen post it just remains true#god i want to really break this down but it's like. idk man. something something look at it it's on the ceiling#(i do think that should become part of the Tumblr vernacular for when something is just so intrinsic that how do you explain it#if you don't get it you're not gonna get it i can't explain it to you you just have to get it)#did just realize that i started this and the mother trauma post the same way lmao#it's almost like the consistency of this show is spurred by its flawless pacing
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23 May 2024
Finished the last pchem lab report and just like that, I'm done with pchem lab forever :((( I really really really hope I'll manage to sign up for the pchem related elective next semester.
As for this semester, now that pchem lab is over my very general to-do list has shrunken into:
one last ochem test
finish my analysis in ochem lab
one final
Summer break is so close! I'm not excited about the break itself but rather about this semester ending 😅 It's been a tough one and I know for a fact what's made it more bearable is my friends, cliche as it sounds. I'm so happy they're in my life. I hope they can say the same about me
#im starting my internship like. right after finals#so it's more like summer 'break' lol#but that's july#august and september ill have off#august will actually be for resting but a month is perfectly enough for me#in september ill be losing my mind dying of boredom and missing chem#should i ask my professor if i could drop by during summer before classes start or would that be weird?#mine#studyblr#chemblr#studyspo#study motivation#stemblr#chemistry#sciblr#op
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would a person on hiatus do THIS?!?!?!?@?@?@?@
#zeno's art#sketches#splatoon#splatoon 3#frye onaga#fire & ice#frye and pearl rap battle? the jon davis / fred durst similarities are getting more and more obvious I'M NOT CRAZY!!!#anyway in terms of zeno life (outside of studying): started rereading JTHM again to get juice for reassassination#because like i wish it would just write itself im SICK of writing the first chapter a billion times!!!#JTHM has little mini comic sections inbetween its main bits which would be fun to work into reassass i think#also zomcat has a new name now! hes been rechristened smithereens#completely unrelated to art: the mini chocolate weetabix cereal is so yummy delicious and everybody should try it#ok thats it! zeno out! see you in 3-5 business days!
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Not him saying that while giving MC the bedroom eyes
#replaying old events right now and just. this game sometimes#the butler event will forever remain as one of my favorites bc it's just lucifer forcing his fanasties & desires onto everyone else#“what should we do for the a-” “we are going to study the human world's master-servant relationship. we will be butlers. mc will be#our master. all of you HAVE to do it. i already got everyone outfits so get changed NOW so we can start!!!“ like okay luci. very subtle :)#obey me#obey me lucifer
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Mentally I am in the shade under a tree reading for fun. Physically, I am cramming as much Italian into my head as possible in the next 2 weeks while ignoring the anatomy I should be studying 😭
#I should start posting more study stuff so my blog isn’t so dead lmao#2/3 of the way through my Program!!! gotta start studying for exams tho :/#let’s see if I can turbo my way to an A1 competence in Italian in less than a month 😬#books#booklr#language#langblr#german#Italian#studyblr
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