#procrastinating on my midterms once more

[lemonerix]

cue star tripping (reimagined) by kevin atwater feat. allison ponthier

god fearing closeted teens trying to wrap their minds around things further than war and religion 🥲

[mindfulstudyquest]

❥﹒♡﹒☕﹒ 𝗴𝗼𝗮𝗹𝘀 𝗶'𝗺 𝗽𝗹𝗮𝗻𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗼 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗰𝗵 𝘄𝗵𝗶𝗹𝗲 𝘀𝘁𝘂𝗱𝘆𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗶𝗻 𝘀𝗽𝗮𝗶𝗻 as an exchange student who's not a party animal

𝟭. study day by day ( 🪴 )

i am a big procrastinator and when it comes to exams, too often i have left it to the last minute and pulled all-nighters to get high grades, but due to the spanish school system, which includes many more partial exams and midterms than italy (actually there aren't any in italy at all) i will be "forced" to change this tendency of mine, the goal is to study the lessons on the very same day so as to have a greater margin for revision that will allow me to secure my knowledge.

𝟮. allow time to rest/recharge ( 🔌 )

i once read a sentence: "if you have two minutes to do something, it will take you two minutes, but if you have two hours, it will take you the whole two hours". concentrating for a few hours a day, but in an effective and meaningful way is perhaps my biggest dream, this year i will do my best to limit the hours of study and dedicate time to rest and tourist activities that my year in spain will reserve for me (parties and hangouts included).

𝟯. learning a new language ( ⭐ )

i don't speak spanish at all, but i understand it very well. studying and living here for a whole year will definitely help me develop my linguistic/grammatical knowledge to start a deeper study of the language. the more languages ​​you know, the better.

𝟰. get out of my comfort zone ( 🦋 )

as an introvert, i often find myself, especially during stressful times, retreating to my room, wrapped in the comfort of my favorite books and series. the real challenge will be to abandon the safe place for the unknown and finally embrace the idea that the unknown is beautiful, that it has breathtaking sunrises and sunsets, and that any scars that might come from it are as precious as diamonds.

𝟱. being proud of myself ( 🍋 )

realizing that i'm doing well, that the me from a year ago who was afraid of failing the university entrance exam has not only now completed her first year of architecture with excellent results, but now lives alone in a foreign country. a year ago i would never have believed it, so i should be proud of it, and not fear that i'm not enough. there is a lot to improve, but celebrating victories is equally important as aiming for the top.

[purecommemasolitude]

mathews family headcanon lore dump aka i'm writing a short fic with two-bit and his mom and i wanted to flesh out some of his family details aka i'm procrastinating midterm studying

i used to think of keith as something only his family called him, but after reviewing the passage where his nickname is described and thinking some more, i have revised my vision to the below

keith is his dad's name

he doesn't really talk about it (and is barely called that anyway) so most people have forgotten, but not the mathews family

his mom only calls him keith when she's unhappy with him

speaking of his dad, he left when two-bit was six

two-bit was a purposeful pregnancy. his sister was not. his dad didn't want to take care of another kid or the financial burden of it and walked a few months after she was born

he hadn't even wanted two-bit that badly, it was mainly mrs mathews who wanted a kid, but it helped that he was a "little man" instead of a girl

they met in their mid-late 20s and had been married for five-six years before two-bit was born

i haven't settled on a name for his mom but maybe alice

the reason they weren't expecting two-bit's sister (who we'll also call brenda) is because she was at an age where it's pretty unlikely to get pregnant, especially if you're not actively trying for it

she had two-bit a lot older than the curtises were when they had darry, and after two-bit befriended darry & soda she was a somewhat maternal presence to the curtises, although it was weird sometimes how they'd been parents for longer than she had

there would be occasional tension caused by the last thing, what with the duality of her being older than them but less experienced in child-raising, but neither curtis had a good relationship with their family and were more-or-less no-contact (+ mrs mathews is very easy to get along with) so they were still friends

they did nottt like the cades randles or winstons (besides the kids of course) and all wished they could take care of their children instead a little, but they a) know how things work in the neighbourhood and it's run of the mill to have shitty parents and b) could never be able to manage that financially or legally

she's pretty lighthearted with a good sense of humour like ponyboy describes her, but she does worry sometimes more than she lets on to others and especially outside of the house

as he grew up, two-bit became more aware of this and feels guilty sometimes over how little he helps her with the family, especially after seeing how darry & his brothers shape up post-crash

he tries not to bother her too much with his problems because of this, which is just fine because he also tries not to think about his problems

two-bit knows he's not a very good son and that's part of the reason why he hasn't given up on graduating yet, because he promised it to his mom and he'll be damned if he fails her in this too

mrs mathews does wish two-bit could be more of a help to her, but at the end of the day her main goal is that he is happy and loved (and doesn't turn out like Dally)

he very much dreads being in the same grade as brenda or being the last in the gang to graduate, but pretends like he's looking forward to bothering her in her classes

brenda used to look up to her cool older brother and they do still get along, but as she's grown up she's had a gradual rude awakening by how little he helps their mom and how much he drinks

two-bit is very much the "treat my sister bad and i shatter your kneecaps" person to anyone she starts seeing seriously once she gets older

she doesn't know for sure that she's the reason her dad left, but she's put the pieces together of how soon after her birthday he left

for this reason, she feels guilty about the state of their family and tries to minimize being a burden on her mom

she's vowed to herself to get a job to help out as soon as she's able because she thinks it's her fault they're in the situation they are, but she hasn't told mrs mathews about it because she knows she'd protest. this feeds into her slight resentment at two-bit's laziness

the curtis crash freaked everyone in their house out a lot, because other than the grief of losing your friends/friends' parents/friendly neighbourhood figures, it made them all reflect on whether or not two-bit would be able to do what darry did

mrs mathews thinks he could if he really pushed himself to it. two-bit and brenda do not think he could do it at all

they have not discussed this with each other though so it kind of festers in the back of their minds

[restwellsoon]

Hello 👋 for your token of sleep project I would like a daydream prompt with Jason Todd demon AU where he is an incubus and the f reader has accidentally summoned him yet she is super stressed out and needs some relief. Ps. I hope your having a great day or night.

Oh boy am I feeling this as I've just started my grad program while still working full-time. Feelin' like actual death right now.

Thanks for participating and I hope that you have a great day/night as well!

Minors and ageless blogs DNI!

Pairing: Jason Todd x F!Reader

Warnings: Demon AU, smut, slight degradation

/ "There you go," Jason encouraged, watching carefully at the fine movements of your body as he readied it to take him. "Keep breathing. It's okay. Let out a curse even. Fuck? That's what I'm trying to do, sweetheart, just be patient. You can't handle this all at once."

You said a quick prayer to God-any god that would listen- to help you pass your midterms, or at the very least give you the strength to get through the last twelve pages of your paper.

The eerie rustle of papers made your skin prickle as you looked for any source of wind. The window was closed. Your fan was off. The bedroom door had been closed for hours as your roommate gave up, deciding to indulge in hedonistic procrastination instead of keeping their nose buried in a book all weekend.

"God?" You asked, in half-jest and half-hope, your delirious mind looking for any excuse to take itself away from your computer screen.

"Already? We haven't even gotten to the good parts yet, sweetheart," a voice drawled from the darkness beneath your desk.

Reflexively, you scooted back, computer chair wheels swiveling wildly until the back bumped into the foot of your bed. You scrambled off the chair and into your bed, a stupid thought of hiding beneath the covers running through your mind.

The voice crawled from its den, and at first, it was nothing more than hunkering darkness. Each step it took towards you gave it shape, and you sat paralyzed, watching as you saw the face of your end.

Under the dim lighting of your lamp, you saw chiseled muscle and horns. The sharp glint of his fangs were lost as you focused on his face-strange and unknown yet more alluring than frightening. Your mind glossed over his nakedness to be enthralled by his splendor.

"Who are you? What are you?"

"Is it tacky to say, whatever you want me to be?" The being seemed amused by his own joke and only became serious when he realized you weren't laughing with him.

His thumb stuck back to the pile of books behind him before crossing his arms sternly. "You summoned me." He elaborated after your blank stare. "The sigil?" Your bored scrawlings? "The prayer?"

"So you'll help me pass my classes?" His uncertain hum wasn't convincing.

"Or at least help me study better?" He shrugged.

"Will you at least help me out with my job or pay my rent, so I can focus on school?"

"Look," he spoke, "I'm an incubus. Call me Jason. Best I can do is give you post-nut clarity. Take it or leave it."

With a sigh, you weighed your options. The demon seemed useless, but who knew what a clear head could do for your productivity. You gave in with an annoyed 'Fine.'

He grinned, smile stretching to show off two precious dimples. "Atta girl. Smart decision. See, you hardly even need me." In a blink, he was in bed with you, making quick work of your clothes. "But I'm grateful all the same."

His kisses trailed up your legs as they spread for him wider than you were willing to admit. To your relief, he said nothing, only grinned as he buried his nose in your folds. Jason's fingers worked in sync with his tongue, drawing out your sweet nectar as it collected on the base of his knuckles.

After a few minutes, he rose, broad shoulders flexing before he sat back to look at his work. His index and middle finger spread apart to look at your hole. "A tight fit, but we can make it work," he mumbled more to himself than you.

His cock was ribbed with thick fat veins and narrowed down to gently arrowed tip, the end drooling with opalescent pre-cum. He gave his cock a few pumps, its length growing an extra inch for good measure as heavy balls lightly swayed.

"I don't think it'll-" You tried to interject, but your thought was lost as the head entered and teased, rubbing against your clit as you body ached for the demon.

"There you go," Jason encouraged, watching carefully at the fine movements of your body as he readied it to take him. "Keep breathing. It's okay. Let out a curse even. Fuck? That's what I'm trying to do, sweetheart, just be patient. You can't handle this all at once."

Five frustrating minutes later, his length was buried inside you, and Jason wasted no more time to fuck you, resting his ankles on his shoulders as he worked.

The orgasm was noticeably longer than others you've had and seemed to drain the life out of you as you tried to catch your breath. Jason was unaffected-chipper even- as he laid beside you.

"So what's that post-nut clarity telling you?" Each human was different after all.

You checked the time before looking back at your books and computer. You had work in three hours and your paper was due in six.

"I'm already fucked," you admitted before straddling his great lap. "Might as well enjoy it."

A Token of Sleep | event / Jason Todd's Masterlist / Rest's Main M.list

[my-castles-crumbling]

hi cas career advice anon again

so a few days i slowly started bringing up the fact that i didn't really like the stem subjects with my mom and she just went "Do humanities study history and geography in 11 and 12 or maybe you can even study *my second language*" in like a dismissive type of joking way bc somehow it's turned into a running joke in my family about how i constantly get better marks in non stem subjects and how i should just go study them instead (derogatorily) and yeah i had plans to do stem and had those plans for a majority of my life but my parents treat humanities as just history and geography and therefore pretty useless. like i get that in our country, you're more likely to be better off if you take stem and probably even in the world in general but law is still pretty respectable and even if it wasn't law, but something else that was non stem, it shouldn't have been like such a big deal. i mean i could probably do well if i genuinely tried but i don't even like the stem subjects anymore so it's pointless. i just need to make it through next year and i can completely turn my back on it. i want to tell my parents by the end of 9th grade so they have some time to readjust their views by the time our subject selection for 11th grade happens. except judging by their reactions, i don't know how they'll take it. i don't think it'll be easy but i have to give them that time, especially if i need to convince them. also our school operates through a system of four electives besides our compulsory language classes from 11th grade and legal studies happens to be in the same bracket as physics so i'm keeping my fingers crossed about being able to take legal studies instead of physics.

i told my parents today. they have been going on about how i'm so unmotivated to study physics (they didn't know so yeah) and if my career goals had changed i should just tell them, so i did to get them off my back. they were understandably shocked bc who wouldn't be when they found out that their daughter had changed her mind about her career in two weeks after wanting to do something for practically her entire life. my mom wants (very badly) for me to continue with science after 10th grade and prepare for the law entrance exam on the side but my dad says he's fine with me leaving science for law of i'm absolutely sure about taking it bc science is very intensive in our country after 10th grade so it doesn't make sense for me to take it, not do well, and fuck up all my future prospects. my mom thinks i'm getting scared of science bc they're concerned about me not doing well recently and see, i'm kinda scared bc i'm concerned but that's not the only reason. my dad also wants me to go to a trial and see what the system in our country is like just in case i don't get to go abroad and have to work here before i make my decision, which is fair, considering that my country sucks in most aspects. however, my mom. that's a different matter altogether bc she says that she doesn't care if i want to do something other than science but she's of the very strong opinion that i should still continue with science until i graduate high school. she's like, "but you understand physics and you're smart your grades are just low because you don't practice." like, i don't practice because i find it boring and procrastinate because of that. my dad agreed with her because he's been teaching me physics for a month now after my practically failed midterm. i get that they're concerned about what could happen if i didn't like legal studies after i took it bc i can't retake science if i leave it once right? one of my friends left it and now she hates the subject she took instead of it. both she and my parents are concerned because what if that happens to me too, but see, even if i don't like it, i'd still be good at it because it plays to my strengths. that's the difference between legal studies and physics. and i made the rookie mistake of bringing up what one of my friends who's friends with a lot of seniors said about science being intensive. my parents said that i should think it over carefully and that this discussion is being tabled for when the decision has to be made, something which i want to avoid because then i won't have a lot of time to convince them. also, a legit conversation i had with my mom today:

mom: i always thought you were smart but now i'm rethinking it

me: why because i want to leave science?

mom: no because you're being too influenced by your friends (all my friends plan on leaving science or have already left it)

me: no i'm leaving science because i want to, not because of anything they said

mom: *my friend* said that science is intensive in 11 and 12 and you're basing your decision off that

me: she's friends with seniors and it honestly is

mom: yeah but millions of people take it every year and give the *engineering entrance exam*

me (in my native language): will you continue this until i take science or what

then she got mad and left. see, i'm just genuinely done with physics and without it, i can't take any of the stem field entrance exams. i always liked law, but since i wanted to go abroad and move around, i was concerned about retaking the bar every time, but now that i'm older and have actually researched it, i think it would suit me well. i get that my parents want me to keep my options open for the future and focus on the GCSE equivalents that i have next year, but i'm getting very frustrated especially because they keep saying that i understand physics well so they don't see why i want to drop it, especially my mom, and while i know that they only want what they think is the best for me, i'd genuinely appreciate it if they respected my decision and stopped asking me to reconsider it carefully. this was one of the major reasons as to why i didn't want to tell them, because while they've not explicitly said that they're against me dropping science, but they've made it very clear that i should continue to take it and how legal studies won't be easier either but like, my life, my choice except they don't seem to get it and they're getting on my nerves rn.

i'm sorry ik it's like way too long but i kinda just needed to rant

Hi!

You're always welcome to rant <3

It sounds like your dad is being a bit more reasonable than your mom? I would try to talk with him more, to be honest. Continue sharing your feelings and see if he can kind of come over to your side. Having an adult ally is always nice. Also, I think it's a great idea to see some real trials and stuff if you can! I know your dad might be wanting you to do it to 'be sure' but from an experience perspective, that's a really cool thing to talk about in future interviews.

I'm proud of you for sticking to your decision and doing what YOU want. Remember, even if you change your mind later, do it for YOU. Its your life, not anyone else's.

[pseudowho]

HAITCH HAITCH HAITCH!! I hope you are doing splendidly!!

I have my midterms coming up and I’m procrastinating🥲 anyhoo—in other news these days I feel confident in my writing and started enjoying it once I stopped obsessing over the likes it received.

Onto the questions—

1) which trope in the romance/smut genre do you think is overused and/or makes you cringe?

2) on a scale of 1-10 how good can you sing?

3) If you were to try a traditional attire of a different country what will you pick? Or what do you think will go best with your personal style?(Would you make Mr.Haitch match with you?)

4) what is the craziest but simultaneously the best advice that you have ever received?

5) for sillies out of all the species of cats listed here which one do you think your kids are (the one who likes to mimic cats esp) and which one do you think resembles you and Mr.Haitch the best?

That’s all—

Much loveeeee xxx

Hiiii! I'm so sorry, I've been busy, but now I find myself sofa bound with little to do 🤡 so...I'm delighted for your writing. Keep going, and growing, and improving 💕 I believe in you!

Hmm...while we all have our own separate tastes, I think dumbification is overdone. It's not for me, but I appreciate others like it.

3/10, great natural ear for notes, but sadly my voice is more suited for speaking than singing.

I feel like I would look lovely in a sari, or my figure would suit some African traditional clothes. In terms of what suits my style, though, I would undoubtedly look good dressed as some babe from the Scottish Highlands.

Probably from my grandad, who is up there as one of my favourite people of all time, who advised me that good deeds don't go unnoticed once they accumulate, but that making a point of everyone knowing your good deed reduces its value immediately. It's stuck with me, and I now have a deep loathing for virtue signalling and insincerity, and 'social justice warriors' whose main aim is personal recognition, over those doing it quietly, for truly altruistic purposes. He was right.

Mr.Haitch: Norwegian Forest Cat, Me: Tabby, Little Haitch #1 Bengal, Little Haitch #2 Ragdoll, Little Haitch #3 undecided yet.

Much love much loooove,

-- Haitch xxx

[aticklishpercivalwriter]

Update from Perz!

The quick version: This boy is tired and needs time to recover. Midterms were awful, but the worst of them are done.

Full version: Sorry for no updates. I'm just so drained this week. Statics mentally drained me. I had to end 5 minutes early because I "cheated" since my calculator has the capability to connect to the Internet. I would've gotten an F for the exam, but she's letting it slide as a warning. But my credibility with my prof is shot and any leniency is probably going to be pretty hard to get back. Ugh.

Also, my productivity seems to go down the drain if stuff like midterms come up. I procrastinate which I know is bad, but idk how to get out of it. Any tips you people have?

Last thing, I'm loosing an hour of sleep once the clock strikes 12am. Officially happened 😭. Daylight savings time in the States 😓.

About writing, I'm currently working on a fic. Pairing are lers Hei and Kazu and lees Ae and GamGam. Nicknames for Heizou, Kazuha, Aether, and Gaming respectively. A tickle chase!*

I'll get back to messages and any requests when I feel more in the mood. It's just a lot of priorities. My job interview is coming up this Friday too. Hopefully I can get the summer job 🤞

I hope you all are doing great wherever you are! Happy tickling :)

*More serious things about me below. No need to read if you don't wanna.

*Idk if I should say this. I decided to post it. This was written when I was very sleepy so just know that. Seems like my emotions come out during that time:

I hope you all like the tickling parts in my fics. Ngl, when I read other fics, I feel a bit inferior since a lot of you are very talented in describing scenarios, how the ler tickles the lee, a lee's reactions, and it doesn't feel repetitive and is unique. I tend to overthink and believe that my work isn't that good and I kind of can't bear to work because my brain is mean and tells me that my work isn't going to satisfy you, the readers, even though I get likes, reblogs and nice, encouraging comments, thank you btw ♥️. I usually fall short compared to other people no matter how hard I try. Though, your comments, likes, and reblogs ease my thoughts and bring me more confidence in my work. I just put high expectations on myself, so that's why I spend so long on things to try and make it perfect whether in school or my writing or just anything personal really. Maybe I should cut myself some slack since I'm brand new to the scene? I will not stop writing though because it's a chance for me to express myself and something to indulge in. But yeah, a little something to know about me.

[twyla19]

This is a long one (keep reading just cause its a lot)

This school semester has been absolutely shit. I am FINALLY getting to finish the last two finals, and then i will be done.

I started off dealing with losing a friend (to be homest i should talk with them) and then i had a friend stay with me, which he got locked out of my spare room, which turned into me finding out i wasnt allowed in there (i live in a 2 bed but paying for one cajse of my disability, so its stupid i dont have access) then that next week my car battery died, so i spent the day worrying about everything BUT class material.

A friend started leaving me on read and ghosting me. Then my friend left cause he needed to be back, and i could only host someone for 2 weeks. I started to try and catch up with schoolwork but am constantly anxious about everything all at once. Kept overthinking and worried cause of deadlines and midterms.

Then, after midterms, i dealt with two friends just leaving / blocking me. For no reason. Which i have dealt with like all of my fucking life and im sick of it. If you dont want to be friend just fucking tell me, which one did and mad respect. However, the other one literally stayed with me for two weeks.

So i was very depressed and just again stressed about school work. I lost motivation for everything but am still doing my best. Then, before i knew it, it was fall break. I was able to catch up on late assignments, i got in contact with a case manager, and now it's finals week. I am teeering on a C, which can pass or fail me with the essay i turned in today. I struggled to find my topic for this essay. And this same fucking class the professor is my advisor for my second major OH IM A DOUBLE MAJOR BTW so i had a 19 credit semester PLUS ALL THIS OTHER BS. Its like every week *something else* has to go wrong. Im just hoping and praying that i passed this class cause it's been a shitty semester, and i dont want to cry more.

I suffer in silence cause i hate taking from others positive moods, but damn do i want to finally be done. I have two more finals i have procrastinated and are due tomorrow night. So i have all day to get them done.

Im just tired. In all aspects. And it sucks. Once i get to my parents' house, i am gonna curl up into a ball in my room and just stay there for a while. Im so thankful for the people who have been in my life and have supported me (with or without knowing about this) and still love me through it.

I have not been more happy to say i love my friends so much, so much platonic love. It's so overlooked, but it means the world to me. I am so grateful. 💜

[bloggingbio]

Day 103

Another incredibly late update with all kinds of news.

To start off, it's officially exam season. So far I've had only one midterm for biochemistry but I got an 81 on it which is slightly disappointing. The only reason it isn't entirely disappointing is the fact that I did not study for it and that I'm grateful to have not failed it entirely. However, there are more to come and I'm planning on spending these next couple days to really get myself organized and on top of things. I've already started this process but I'm hoping to not lose momentum as I go and that maybe I will get a second to breathe once the first round of tests are over. But in brighter news, at least a couple of my classes are going well which is reassuring. The only classes I'm concerned for are General Physics and Biochemistry, which barely a worry for Biochem lab (as these all have mid-80s for overall grades and this doesn't sit well with me).

This past month back at college I've relearned a lot of things about myself and my study process, and that I need to take better control of it if I want to excel at my tasks. A big concern is my inability to get work done when others around me, and that I'm not productive enough during the day and only at night. This sleep schedule can't continue and neither can being sidetracked. I'm reverting back to block scheduling and am going to try to move myself around more until I find more isolated study spots or learn to better adjust to others around me while I zone in on my work.

In addition to this, the rowing seems to be going well. Although I also need to make sure I leave enough room for rest and recovery in the midst of all my academics. It's been fairly imbalanced these past couple days due to exams and procrastinating on work, but hopefully with the block scheduling it will be unnecessary to stay up so late anymore and I can finally allow my body to relax and reset.

And finally, my living situation is so much infinitely better and I'm forever grateful. I know it may sound cheesy, but I'm trying to challenge myself at the end of each week to come up with golden moments from the past few days that make me smile or make me super grateful for everything in life. I think having this is great for putting everything into perspective and also just to uplift my mood sometimes. You can never go wrong with genuine positivity.

Anyway, wish me luck for fixing all my problems in a relatively short manner!

[fairyhaos]

IM SORRY IM LATE

but basically im banned from using my phone after nine pm now bc apparently getting 2 or 4 hours of sleep on average is not okay (smh)

oooOooh you have no idea how bad my romcom binge was during midterms, i watched every single romcom on netflix at that time.

im sorry there's people who would send you hate for having your own opinions ( i really hate people sometimes :( ) i cant imagine how it must be for you :(((

BUT OKAY LEMME TELL YOU MY FAV GROUPS FROM EACH GEN (i dont know that much so pls bear w me)

1st gen - no idea

2nd gen -

bg: shinee

gg: no clue

3rd gen -

bg: SEVENTEEN!!!!

gg: twice

4th gen -

bg: uhhh skz

gg: uhhhhhhh lsfm (or itzy its a really close tie)

5th gen -

bg: zb1 (tws as well but zb1)

gg: vcha or kiss of life (bc i was a predebut fan of vcha but never really kept interest and i saw like a few videos of kol but i dont even know the members so i really dont think this counts at all)

as you'll see im more of a bg stan 😭😭

OH YEAH and i forgot to mention i also fell down the zb1 rabbit hole and watched all conetnt in like the final 2 weeks of exams so (i got a total percentage of 73% and i might cry i did cry actually but yeah 😀👍) ah ill do better next year hopefully!!!

-🌱

omg no but u and i would get along so well bc half of my taste is romcoms 🫶 the other half is thriller LMAOO which is completelyy contrasting but hey. it is what it is yk

that's a really interesting list!! once again i can't rlly comment on best bc i feel it's always hard to compare objectively esp if you don't know many groups 😭 ur 4th gen column is really interesting to me tho :0 no particular reason jshfhd but my instinct would've been to put txt rather than skz but now in think about it and im like. other than the fact i stan tubatu more,,,, What is causing me to say that

ahhhh 73% is still okay!!!! i guess u can use it as motivation to work even harder in the future so that not even procrastination can bring you down ^^

[remushrts]

Early bird

— pairing: remus lupin x gn!reader

— a/n: i need something to get me through my midterms week, so yes this is self-indulgence at its best and/or procrastination at its finest, call it what you want!

— warnings: nothing, just pure fluff for remus <3

Even in your sleepy and dazed state, you can tell Remus is moving. The duvet that falls to his side is a bit of a tell, and your mattress creaks with the weight shift, doesn't matter how subtle. Your arms cling to him, pulling your weight on top of him, his arm automatically going for your waist. You hear his voice, raspy as his eyes flutter open. "Hi, dove." You mumble an answer, or you think you do.

"Don't go..." You can hear Remus smiling, the kind of soft and gentle smile that he always gives in the morning to you. The kind that always makes your heart flutter, like the best part of his day is this, something as simple was waking up by your side. It makes you feel special. "Don't plan on, dove, but my classes start in one hour. I have to go if I want to make it on time."

"Fuck classes." You mumble back, frowning at the mention. Your college starts in a little more than an hour too, but for now, you're willing to forget that. For now, there's nothing in the world more important than the arms of your boyfriend wrapping around you, the warmth of his body close to yours. "You can make it in forty, right?" You try again, your head resting on his chest letting you hear to his soft heartbeat. You peek an eye open, the sun lazily casting beams of light through your window.

"I can." He gives in, squeezing you just a little, the slightest pressure of his lips against your head, a kiss of good will. You relent on those. "I rather be early, though, you know?" He asks.

"No." You protest, whining as you close your eyes again. "Ten more minutes, and I'll leave with you." It's not a very good offer, but it's the best you can come up with right now. For Remus, it's the sweetest thing he ever heard. He smiles again, giving you a little nod, although he's not sure you can feel it.

"Alright, sleep a little more, sweet thing." Remus say, softly, running his fingers through your hair gently. Just like that, you give in, your breath in sync to his heartbeat, your fingers stopping tracing patterns on his chest to fall numb as sleep settles into you once again, world in your fingertips.

[tomasblog3152005]

Midterm Reflection

This semester, my biggest difficulty has been balancing the work from my other classes because when it feels like I have a lot to do it’s difficult for me to even figure out where to get started, and what I should be working on first. Something else that's difficult is when there's an assignment I didn’t know about because the teacher doesn’t say anything about it. I assume I’ve finished everything when I really haven't.

For me, the work itself has not been too difficult for me. I like that literally everything is online because once I got the hang of how to use canvas and everything else, I’ve been killing it. 

What surprised me is how lenient everything has been so far. I’ve been having a lot of fun writing about whatever topics are interesting to me and being able to choose how to structure my own essays.

If I could start this semester over again I would probably calm down a lot more at the beginning because things that were not as stressful as I thought they’d be.

For the second half of the semester I’m looking forward to new projects that’ll hopefully still have a lot of freedom.

So far I’ve noticed that I’ve been able to stop procrastinating as much as I would back in high school. I’ve learned that when I get into a routine that I’ve made for myself that is healthy and beneficial to myself, it’s really not too hard to stick to it.

[tuesday7econlive]

The Trade-offs in my Life

At this very moment, it is 7 PM on March 16, 2023, if I’m being honest I have done everything possible to try to push off this EconLive assignment. Back around week six after the midterm, I told myself I’d focus on getting this project done to avoid being stressed out with finals coming but the reality is I’ve just now begun. I told myself I’d visit during office hours to understand the concept of the project. It’s now week ten but at least I can say I did the project right. Because I pushed off the assignment to the very end I have fewer study hours for my finals this coming week. I tend to procrastinate and wait till something is mandatory to turn in. Now my next dilemma is figuring out when I have time to study and when I’m open to taking the Econ final exam. I carry on stress being a full-time student while also working. I work all weekend from Friday to Sunday all being eight-hour shifts and you’re probably wondering why I didn’t call off or request the days off if I knew I had finals to study for… but it isn’t so simple for me. I’M A WORKAHOLIC. Ever since the day I turned eighteen and was able to be employed in a nonfast food workplace I’ve taken it upon myself to keep busy. In the beginning, it began as a quick shift to make enough money to cover my senior year expenses as well as my needs/wants. My mother has been raising three children including myself for the past ten years. Money was a struggle growing up, every time it was payday more than 80% of her check would go to bills. Neither my sisters nor I even bothered asking for $5 when the ice cream man would come around because we knew there were other worries. Now that I’ve been employed for around three years I have a well understanding of what it takes to make a dollar, although getting my first job making minimum wage I remember thinking, “$14 FOR AN HOUR OF MY LIFE!” Even after I came to terms with the wage I didn’t mind helping out my mom with bills and making her life not so full of stress. 

Since I started working in high school while COVID-19 hit and school was virtual I didn’t mind working because it at least allowed me to go out and get out of the house. In this economy, it’s impossible to be a full-time student without an income. Once I started college I realized I wouldn’t be able to work as much meaning my income would drastically decrease. All my friends who are taken care of by their parents tell me I work too hard not knowing I’m in charge of all my finances. I’ve always been super independent, coming into college my mom told me, “If you want to go to college you have to figure it out yourself”. Therefore I figured out how loans work, how to apply to FAFSA, my way of transportation, etc. I became so accustomed to getting my check and sending $100 to my little sister to make my mom’s life easier but now I can only do that every so often. I had to learn to balance out being a student while also taking on a job. Believe me, it was a challenge. Last year as a freshman I made my class schedule around my work schedule and everyone told me it should be the other way around. I was so focused on making money and being able to take care of myself that I lacked academics. In this situation, the tradeoff was cutting off work hours to have more time to put toward my academics. Once I noticed my grades started dropping I quickly made the change. For example,  instead of working on this project, I could be at work but the outcome of the decision would be an F in the grade book. Below I’ve attached a graph which shows the average amount of hours a student works while also being a full-time/part-time student throughout the years. 

https://nces.ed.gov/programs/coe/indicator/ssa/college-student-employment

Daisy Reyes - 82929106

[innosen-a]

[starlitheaven]

— DARK SPRING

pairing. yuuta okkotsu x fem!reader

summary. yuuta is having relationship troubles, and he isn’t sure how to go about it. 

tags. 18+, established relationship, college au, mentions of blood, murder, yuuta pov, mentions of sex

notes. been in a yuuta mood ever since the cockroach chapter, and @vamptomura just gets me when it comes to him. this is just me procrastinating on my other writing. this isn’t edited btw I literally wrote this in like two hours rn.

wc. 2k+

“Where were you? I stopped by the shop to bring you food, but they said you weren’t in today.”

The door squeaks softly on its hinges as you slowly close it behind you. Once the door is fully closed and locked in place, the doorway remains tensely silent. Yuuta watches as you turn to him fully with slightly widened eyes, lips opening and closing as you struggle to answer. 

He wouldn’t admit it out loud, but he finds himself relishing in the upper hand that he has over you right now. Just this morning you had told him on your daily phone call that you’d be busy at work later tonight. That usually meant you two wouldn’t see each other until the next day, but you’ve been so distant lately that Yuuta’s been yearning for you more than usual. He ached to see you, even if it was just picking up food from your favorite restaurant and dropping it off at the bookstore. It’s still packaged and bagged, now sitting cold on your kitchen counter. 

You weren’t at work when you said you’d be, and now you’re unsure of what to say. He’s caught you in your lie before you even respond, but Yuuta files it away at the back of his mind. Instead, he gives you an out. He smiles gently and takes your backpack from you to lessen the weight on your shoulders. “Did you get the days mixed up, angel?”

“Y-yes, I guess I did. Sorry, I was studying at the library.” you reply carefully, giving him a hesitant kiss on the cheek as you step further into your apartment. “I’ve just been a little stressed about the midterm coming up.”

Just like that, Yuuta eases you into a sense of relaxation like the good boyfriend that he is. He ruffles your hair and reheats your takeout for you as you go take a shower, which is something you used to do before bed and not right after coming home. It may be minuscule to others, but he’s always been observant of you. It’s how he keeps you happy and something you’ve appreciated about him, as he’s always attentive to you and your needs.

It’s also the reason he’s noticed that it’s not the first lie he’s caught you in lately. You’ve been a sneaky little thing; saying you’re someplace when you’re actually not, claiming you’ve gone to sleep but he sees you’ve read his text at 2am, staying out later but not informing him where, no longer asking him to accompany you to the laundromat, and taking more showers than usual. 

He pretends as if everything is alright, but there’s doubt stirring in his gut.

He asks Megumi about it. Megumi says to leave you alone as you’re probably dealing with something and don’t want to be bothered. He asks Maki afterward. She says to straight up confront you about what you’re hiding and talk it out like adults. He even asks Professor Gojo, who tuts at the fragility of young love but doesn’t give an actual answer. Then again, he’s chronically single. What would he know?

It leaves him at a deadlock. Maki’s advice is the most sound, but so is Megumi’s. Yuuta doesn’t want to push your boundaries and force you to confide in him, even if he’s your boyfriend and it’s what he desperately wants. But he also believes that being honest to you about his doubts could clear up these inconsistencies. 

He opts for neither. What’s funny is that it’s Professor Gojo’s nonsensical spiel that speaks to him most. Young love is fragile, and Yuuta is afraid of doing anything that will compromise your relationship. A misstep could cause an explosive argument and drive you away from him. It’s an outlandish thought brought forth by his deep affection for you, as you’re not that type of person at all. You’re level-headed, patient, sweet, kind, and just the most beautiful girl he’s ever laid eyes on. 

He can’t lose you. 

So what he does instead is he begins to follow you around. He watches as you enter the History building, where your night class is, and he remains outside for some time. He gives himself half an hour before he decides to go in, but the time mark doesn’t even pass before you walk out of the building. Through the side door. You’re not not carrying your backpack or books on you, and he wouldn’t have even noticed your dark clad figure if he hadn’t been intently watching.  

It’s easier to follow you through the dark night when you’re on campus, as there’s still several other students roaming about and allowing him to blend in amongst them. Yet, you eventually leave the university and take to the quiet streets. Yuuta curses inwardly and has to create a larger distance to remain undetected. It works in your favor as he eventually loses track of you, and he has to head back to his apartment. 

It’s not until much later, laying restlessly awake on his bed and staring at your fake goodnight text that he wonders what you were even doing. He could’ve headed back to the History building and waited there or asked your classmates where you were, but he told his own lie to even follow you in the first place, telling you he was spending the night with Toge. 

And as much as he’d love to follow your every move, he also has classes, a job he can’t ignore, and is a teacher's assistant to a pretentious man with a keen attention to detail. I’m following my girlfriend around to find out what she’s hiding, is not a valid excuse. Not even Professor Geto would accept it. As charming as he is, his mentor also has no lovers so he wouldn’t understand.

It’s not until weeks later on a sunny weekend that he finally has you all to himself. The two of you are having breakfast at a small diner, and his eyes are boring into the chunky TV mounted on the wall while you’re digging into your french toast beside him in the leather booth. He’s gratefully sipping on his black coffee and hoping it revitalizes his will to live, as he’s lost sleep over you ever since that first night he lost track of you. 

His hair is messier than usual and there’s dark circles under his eyes, which you sweetly fuss over and attempt to kiss away as if you’re not the reason for it. But you don’t know this, and Yuuta won’t place that guilt on your shoulders, so he basks in your affection and reassures you that he’s fine. The exhaustion is seeping deep into his shoulder blades as he continues to watch the news when his eyes suddenly widen at the screen. 

“Y/N, look.” he’s shaking your shoulder gently, and turns to you in a frenzy. “It’s—”

His teeth instinctively bite down, and a burst of sweetness lands on his tongue from the cherry you popped into his mouth. He’s treated to the delightful sight of you laughing at his surprise, and then you take another cherry from your dish and place it between your teeth. You look at him expectantly with the fruit still visible to him, and it makes his cheeks heat up. He knows what you want. 

Yuuta hesitantly looks around the restaurant and finds that the other patrons are paying you two no mind, most are looking in the direction of the TV. Once he’s reassured there’s no eyes on you in your small booth, he leans down and takes the cherry from your lips with his own. The red juice splits in half between the two of you and drips messily down your chins, but you both don’t care. 

He chuckles into your mouth, cupping your jaw as you swap the cherry in a deeply sensual kiss. It feels like ages since he’s laughed and trades kisses with you, so he’s bolder than usual, his previous bashfulness at PDA gone. He sucks on the juice from your tongue and curls his other palm into your waist, pulling you flush against him. The warmth of your body spurs him on, and he begins to nibble on your lower lip. You whimper and gasp his name into his mouth, your delicate hands grasping at his button up.

You spend the entire day at his apartment, not once leaving the bedroom. 

Yuuta thought that spending an entire day worshiping your naked body and painting your insides over and over with his sticky load—marking his territory—would ease his mind over what you’re hiding, but it doesn’t. Because it continues on, and Yuuta finds himself stuck on a cycle. He moves his entire schedule to have an opening, he follows you, and he loses track of you every single time. 

He even begins to call you every night to make sure that you’re getting home safe, as things have been shady around town. He offers to walk you home, even if his class schedule conflicts with yours and his job is on the other side of town. But you stubbornly decline, not wanting to impose on his already busy schedule.

The thing is, Yuuta is stubborn too. He’s tenacious once determined, something that Professor Geto says will get him far in life. So, he calls out of work and follows you closer than he has every other time. Even when he’s sure he’ll find you where he thinks, he rounds the corner to the parking lot behind an abandoned warehouse after minutes of silence and finds it empty of you. He’s greeted by the cold night air and the metallic smell of blood. 

Panic shoots up his body and has him running further until he reaches the end of the lot and his white sneakers almost step on a puddle of blood. It shines darkly under the moonlight, and it has Yuuta’s hands shaking as his eyes follow the small trail. He follows it to a large dumpster, rusty from who knows how long being unused. His heart is beating out of his ears as he looks down into the dark abyss, but it’s not you that he finds. 

Immediately, he sighs in relief and places a palm over his pounding chest before the realization kicks in. Because while it isn’t you, he recognizes who it is.

Well, he actually doesn’t know who he is. It’s the man who bumped his shoulder and tried to drunkenly start a fight with him one night when the two of you were walking to the movies after a dinner date. Yuuta was going to let it go and get you out of there as your safety was his only priority, but the man backhanded him while slurring obscenities. Still, he remained calm even as he flipped the man’s entire weight until he landed flat on the ground with a knee to his chest. The man’s friends nervously apologized over and over, but Yuuta only had eyes for you. Instead of responding to the blubbering idiots, he tenderly asked if you were okay and got off of the man when you nodded.

He got up, took your smaller hand in his, and never looked back. He really thought it was the end of that, but here was the man now. Rotting in a dumpster. The sight stunned him to his spot, and with shaky hands, he grabbed his phone and called you. Suddenly, that morning at the diner rings in his head like an alarm. He had been so charmed by your flirtations that the news headlines were pushed to the back of his mind. It was no coincidence, then.

Yuuta anticipates your voicemail after several rings when you finally answer. 

“Hello?”

“Where are you, sweetheart?” he asks lightly, eyeing the corpse. 

“I’m—” you paused, and it’s only then that Yuuta could hear you catching your breath. He turns and sees a small alleyway beside him as a side exit to this lot. “I’m walking home from work. What’s up?”

“It’s so late, baby.” Yuuta sighs, checking the outsoles of his sneakers for any blood. “You should’ve at least called me. I’m worried about you being out right now. You know, I heard that Miss Ito was killed recently.”

You click your tongue. “Ah, was she? That’s so scary.”

But you didn’t sound scared at all. Why would you? Miss Ito was the bartender at the local music venue who shamelessly flirted with Yuuta, continuously doing so even when you were there. She was a few years older and always giving him and only him free drinks, all while “playfully” trying to paint you as an immature girl who can’t keep up with him. 

“Mhm, it is.” Yuuta doesn’t know a lick of what murdering someone entails, but he assumes it’s tiring. He can hear it in your lovely voice, and he doesn’t want to add to it. “Call me back when you’re home, alright? I miss falling asleep with you.”

Your voice softens. “I do too, Yuuta. I’ll call you right when I get there. I love you so so much, you have no idea.”

Yuuta thinks he knows how much, if the stab wound right in the man’s neck is anything to go by.

“I love you too.” he smiles, sending you a little kiss before the call ends.

He stands like that for a few seconds before he crouches down and opens up a private tab on his phone and begins to search away. He learns how to scrub blood and footprints off of asphalt and other various methods to clean up traces. The box of rubber gloves under your bathroom sink flashes in his mind, and he knows that his girl is smart. 

Because this isn’t the first person you’ve killed. After that night, he begins to look deeper into other deaths in the area and the timeframe aligns with all the other times that you’ve disappeared from him. Some of the deaths are random, and others are personal. Mainly those who have wronged him in the slightest way.

All this time Yuuta was afraid of losing you, but you’ve been so devoted to him the entire time. So, he devotes himself right back to you just as he’s always done. He appears when you leave after a fresh kill and cleans up any little slip ups you may have missed, scrubbing away anything that can trace back to you. He’s diligent, like a guardian angel always at your shoulder.

He even catches you in the act one night. His dark eyes widen at the sights and sounds, but his heart beats only for you. He pays no mind to the dying person and worries for your aching body. Already, he’s planning to draw a bath for you and slip in behind you so he can scrub your back and wash your hair.

The thing is, Yuuta understands that what’s happening isn’t right. He knows that what you’re doing is vile and disgusting and should be punished. But he also understands that he just can’t let that happen. You’re his sweet girl who’s soft and has given him a home in your heart. The girl who wraps him in her arms when he can’t sleep and soothes him until he does. The one who patiently allowed him to grieve over his loss and never judged him for obsessing over a childhood love. 

Yuuta knows now that you love every part of him, and he’ll love every part of you as well. He’ll uplift you and strive to be the best future husband that he can be, and he’ll bury every single body you splatter on the ground. 

[lacharcutiere]

Hi I saw you asking for asks!! Could I request hcs with atsumu and kuroo and matsukawa (idk of you write for him though) with g/n reader who’s struggling w finals stress? Ty!!

take the 'ugh' out of thought and it spells thot

[sfw. atsumu, kuroo, mattsun]

hiiiii yes ofc i can babe:) also like idfk how i came up with this title but we're gonna go with it because it's funny and ik my head was no thoughts head empty during finals. might do a part two for more characters once midterms roll around and i'm stressing lol

atsumu will be of literally zero help in terms of studying lmao, but he's def one to go to when you need to get your mind off of things for while. i think growing up as a twin probably made him (and samu too) pretty emotionally intelligent so he'll pick up on it if you're getting to the point of burning yourself out and forcibly take you to grab food or watch a movie or something because hello u need a break!!! also if you're a procrastinator (like myself <3) he will absolutely be a hypocrite and refuse to speak to you until you get some work done. he will be doing nothing productive while he waits for you despite having a shitload of late assignments proverbially collecting dust.

kuroo is a nerd so like, you know this mf is gonna lecture you on how you need to fix your study habits: either you need to give your brain a break once in a while, it's proven to improve information retention or do your fuckin work bruh you're stressing yourself out more putting it off like this>:/ probably will inadvertently end up writing papers or doing take-home exams for you if you have any. your stress will transfer to him because he's so ode about making sure you're not self-sabotaging that he ends up not getting any of his shit done.

matsukawa is not going to be helpful at all if you need help with anything academic, but he'll help to take the edge off when the only thing on your mind is school. he won't be super insistent on you taking breaks if you refuse them, but he'll totally sneak food into the library for you. (he will steal some for himself.) he'll probably also suggest studying in a group since it makes it a little better to know you're not the only one worried about exams lol, although he might make fun of you when you end up being the only one doing actual work.