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[rose-maidenn]

Pick a card : Your 2025 , predictions based on each month

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Pile 1 :

January

I see you starting the year kind of defeated by the previous year it was really hard and tiring for you and tested your faith a lot , you had to make hard choices, I see that you are stuck in a toxic situation or obsessing over something that doesn't serve you . I see that by middle of January it will get better , I do see turmoil in the start but breakthrough is near and it's for you . You will go out to picnics by the end , water bodies will help you , avoid fast food alrighty and make a vision board baby cause this is your year alright .

February

Like I said circumstances will improve I see a quick change of mood in February, is it your birth month ? Celebrations are around . You will feel protected in February things will feel sweeter . You will make a quick decision that will prove to be extremely beneficial for you this maybe about getting in a relationship or joining therapy as well . You might learn more about emotional regulation and heal your heart chakra . You will be grounded in your body and approach life with meaning .

March

There's stubborn energy in march , you are still Taking things slow and steady , the next chapter of your life is about freedom and not in the sense of travelling places alone but in a sense of freedom from other people's judgements and approval I see that you might have a rip off with someone or hear that someone is leaking information about you this might be a fire sign person who's jealous of you hermit for a while and then make a move , plan in silence and win.

April

Now that you have learned a minor lesson of detachment you have vigor and life again, you will seek new opportunities might get a new hobby as well maybe surfing or racing are you info F1 ? You will also get serious about studies some major exam is on the horizon. Nights in April are significant maybe you will do lot of late night studies or sneak out at night or night rides will make you so happy .

May

For may you are in a mood of enjoyment and happiness but remember to work hard there's tendency of you being too engrossed in enjoying that you forget that your labour is yet to be completed, focus on long term goals and possibilities. You might start visiting the temple more often. The person who was leaking info earlier is gonna miss you a lot in may they might even come back to talk ti you again but you're already done with them , you are in a mode of benevolence but yet you know your value well if they do disturb you too much do a cord cutting .

June

Now is the true time to enjoy your fruits of labour you had done in may , your success rate is high you're spiritually aware and emotionally well regulated, you will truly be happy I see reconciliation of someone you loved when you were young maybe a friend or teenage crush kinda vibe , through instagram or something. You are soaring high , your vibrations are too you're close to the sun and your thoughts will create your destiny so think positively.

July

July is also a positive fine with new opportunities and growth in the money sector of your life, if you have a new business idea or creative idea make sure that you invest in it , you will have more energy and vigor in this month but I see you being kind of lost if it's not well decided where you wanna move next so think before you leap work in the right direction and trust god . Also I see that a feminine figure most probably your aunt will get sick so take care of her if she's important to you.

August

August will focus on healing your old wounds , what have you ignored , if you do your healing well by doing shadow work you will get a breakthrough and live well by circumstance , might get a new house , I hear a moving house as well , you also might be s*xually active a lot during this time , Choose your partners wisely. This person might be an air sign . I see you might try to numb your pain but don't this healing will liberate you so choose this .

September

In September you're not giving a fuck about anyone , you're doing what you like how you like , leaving people and situations and praying a lot , I see some sadness about things left behind this could be stuff that didn't work out in business family or love , if it is the person mentioned in August then you can avoid the pain by being cautious and not attaching yourself by simple discernment I see 1111 , you can choose what you want to happen

October

October is literally like live through the pain moment 💀 I see a hike in finances but your mental health is detoriating you're staying alone , thinking too much and explaining too much , it's necessary that you give yourself a break here okay talk to a friend please please I beg because I see these great times for you which you may fail to recognize because you're too much in your head , it's really important to focus on you in October, mute the noise and focus on you . Eat dates , go to a date and save the date because you're a star.

November

Silent night holy night all is calm all is bright energy , this year Christmas is gonna be lit and you're preparing from November haha I see you getting advent calender ordering gifts for yourself and family . You're gonna be In a supernova mode excessive focus on your goals and you're like you will destroy anyone who will come in your way energy , you're protective and calm it's like you're a mafia boss observing your opponent and waiting for your minions to attack , lol you're gonna have fun in November a lot of funn.

December

December calls for a dark night of the soul heavy reflection on your year and the endings you have had this year , despite being scared you were strong and did what had to be done and you're proud of yourself by the middle of the month . I see you cooking a lot and going to shopping a lot mostly groceries you will be more confident and feel amazing in your body if you had a weight loss goal this year drumroll I see you meeting it . Love Love , you're doing great.

Pile 2 :

January :

Fire in your heart and clear vision is what you're going for in January , I see the circumstances might not be the most favourable but you're hopeful in the midst of a chaos, the happenings have made you instill a sense of balance within oneself and clear sight for what you truly want. You will be presented with a choice in January a choice of new life a new belief a new mindset and it will lead to great outcomes , I sense some modelling offer or working in corporate sector .

February:

The opportunities of January seem to be at full action in February you're more confident than ever , you're at eagle eye view towards the things that you want , your intuition is strong now you're observing the small details and working on them to correct them . Like posture, working on a project you really consider important. The advice is to lay on grass and watch the clouds it will give you comfort. Rest and relax and let universe prepare your auspicious way .

March :

Money is incoming in March, as March is actually the astrological new year I see that you will feel it more than the offers the weight of the time and you will look forward to everything, you're not afraid to work hard and you're really admired for those qualities. I see that you might have recovered from a breakup and now you're set on this path all over again , don't be scared the universe holds your hand , it won't set something in your path that you cannot handle.

April :

You will have ample resources in April to the point that you will become detached with money because you realise that there are much more things to life. You will be more spiritual and find fulfillment in your family and spend quality time with them , a kid maybe Born during this time or you might get pregnant so if you don't want that be safe . As for your love life I sense turbulence cause by old people so don't let the oldies in. Work on healing your sacral chakra in April.

May:

In May your love life seems great tbh , movie dates , colouring together , park dates etc a lot will be happening and it's nice to see . And I see in may you might become too detached with money you may feel drained so you catch up now , multiple investments Will be made by you . One of the sectors good for you will be wine , invest in a wine brewery or gold , both will work well. If you worship Lakshmi this is the month you get serious about her cause she's ready to bless you so so much .

June :

June is full of fun with friends but also a lot of endings due to arguments , make sure you more along with the right people and don't settle because in case you're you're moving with idiots they will exactly show you why they are an idiot , might make remarks on your body and make you feel insecure not recommended. I see your partner being supportive and helping you. Ground this June and wear red lipstick man it suits you so so much it drives your partner crazy .

July :

July is a state of recovery , some of you might have felt disconnected with your high-school friends so you seeked new friends or coworkers but this month you will understand that they love you so much and they're always here for you even if it seems hard at times . You will get flowers a lot , I see a guide being extremely protective about you will be an old spirit guide . If you're a saturnian Saturn will be kind to you and you will have the courage to face anything and everything. Your mindset is good .

August:

August is the month you fall in love with the aesthetic value of the things around you , you might go redecorating your entire room or house , tip you should get a gold vase it will be lucky for you I also see some hummingbird symbolism and bells definitely great for you . Your parents will come around and you will feel connected to them a lot. For some of you around this time you might get engaged . I hear San Paolo so omg excited for you .

September :

The energy is quite similar to August, you're just very very excited in September. Might get new shoes and watch old cartoons even do some repair work in your free time . Will come across a red car and would consider even buying a car. Spiritual advancement is also seen you might have started meditating in early July and September will be the month of effects heightened awareness seeks you now . Don't take any drugs okay I see some peer pressure coming in .

October :

444 on my time zone October will be a protected month or it could mean to up your protection game mann you need a sigil to help I do see a sigil it's circle kind of arrow like , kind of reminds me of the vikings. This pile also gives me Vasalisa vibes ( fairytale) . The fire of your heart burns greater than the fire around you're the tree of life and you're the disaster of it and rebuilding of it . Omg why am I writing this one so whimsically maybe that's how you feel very whimsical very witchy .

November :

You're gonna feel really cute first of all , drenched in kisses and you're gonna party Charli xcx style, your worries are lighter your heart is bigger tbh , attending concerts can be something you do or you might start liking a new artist I hear conan gray , suki Waterhouse tbh . A month of crafts as well , creating new things like bags and cards . You seem to be on a break from work in this month or just your work is comparatively easier so you're in a state of rest .

December :

You're in worship mode in December totally offerings and affirmations are your mantra . Your year was a total up down coaster man (*>∀<*) like it had a balance of everything fun and sadness but what remained consistent is the love , romantically this year will be better for you because you have learnt from your past relationship not to depend too much on your partner and it indeed is helping you keep this one and also your mental health . Take care love love to you.

Thanks for reading 🫶

[huellitaa]

girl's guide to academic success: ep 1! ⊹˚. ♡

──★ ˙ ̟🎀 this post focuses on: actively rooting for success! ♡ part 2 -> ♡

🧸𓂃 ࣪˖ 1. organisation

first off, have something to organise ur academic life with! i personally use notion (which i'll add later) but u can use anything as long as it's cute, convenient, unique and accessible to you, your life and your schedule specifically. especially as a visual learner, i like to have somewhere i can dump literally everything regarding a singular area in my life, so i do this for almost everything along with school and i highly recommend this <3

🧸𓂃 ࣪˖ 2. recognition of talents & improvements

analyse your strengths and weaknesses. think back on tests, exams, marks, and analyse which ones you got highest and lowest on. dont beat urself up for it, obviously; it's just to check which subjects you're doing good in and which ones have room for improvement. for example i love science but im not the best at it sometimes and we had an assessment recently and i didn't get as high as i'd like so i wrote down a little list on a piece of paper in my pencilcase for the topics i got the least in for me to study on my own to practise later.

🧸𓂃 ࣪˖ 3. laying out goals

set down specific goals; i like to do this week by week accustomed to my schedule that week in my school notion page along with images and vision boards based on the term/semester, but you can do it for the week, the month, the year, anything as long as its helpful to you

🧸𓂃 ࣪˖ 4. productive planning

plan accordingly based on ur time energy. when creating any to do list or productivity plan dont pile a ridiculous amount onto it that just leaves you stressed and overwhelmed because that defeats the entire point; this works the same for academic plans and goals and lists etc.

🧸𓂃 ࣪˖ 5. extra credit

put extra work in to the subjects you know will help you in the future. for example, for my personal aspirations i need to excel in english, history and textiles so i always try my absolute hardest and put my all into those lessons and do extra studying for them in my free time where i can. school is to prepare you for the future so take advantage of that

🧸𓂃 ࣪˖ 6. asking questions

please don't be shy to ask questions! that's what teachers are there for and you won't have them forever so take advantage of it while you can! you can even do it in that little window of time just after class if ur too nervous to ask in class. for example, on my last english exam i went to my teacher after class and asked about what i needed to improve on to get the marks i missed next time, and he told me i added too much detail and some other things so i wrote it down and am keeping a note of it to remind me to improve on that next time! (i got top of my class though so i didnt mind. still kind of pissed i added too much detail though)

🧸𓂃 ࣪˖ 7. participation

participate! ok im saying this as someone who still struggles with social anxiety a fair amount but if u wanna get higher marks and get on good terms w ur teacher i 100% recommend this. i don't do this in every class but i do it where i can and when i'm confident in my answer, and it's really intimidating at first but what i did is i did it first in the classes i felt most comfortable on and continued from there. it gets easier every time i swear, and nobody's judging you; they'll forget about it after five minutes. plus, what would they be judging you for? being smarter than them?

🧸𓂃 ࣪˖ 8. prioritising ur health

this is mentioned a lot in these types of posts but if you're tired or burnt out or overworked or just feel like you need to take a break then do. do the best you can and compromise like i said earlier if you need to, just make sure u are prioritising yourself over anything. <3

──★ ˙ ̟🎀inspo

──★ ˙ ̟🎀my notion

i also really recommend this layout by @honeytonedhottie ♡

all my love 🩷✨💬🎀💗

[jacesvelaryons]

His Chosen Bride (Senator!Coriolanus Snow x Capitol Reader).

Chapter 1

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summary: senator coriolanus snow seems on top of the world with everything in his life ahead of him except for one thing. the perfect bride. in his pursuit, your life changes forever.

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Upon his return to the Capitol, his reputation restored, wealth acquired from the Plinths who so generously named him the heir to their grand fortune, his path to power was paved for him and he knew he just had to take the strides to get to the prize. The Presidency.

Coriolanus Snow, scion of one of the oldest and most elite of bloodlines of the great Panem families was home, his shameful exile to District 12 remembered by no one and purged from the registry.

Enrolled in university and an apprentice gamemaker, he was eventually promoted to become Senior Gamemaker upon Dr. Gaul’s semi-retirement and her preparation to hand off the reins to her protégé. Her brain child whom she molded from the vestiges of his sorrow and pain, of his loss in the districts and what hardened him into the man he was now.

When he graduated with honours from the political science department, it was only a few months before he was elected in a landslide to become the youngest Senator in Panem’s history, relying on his contributions to the recent games, memories of his late parents to those of a certain age to secure his win.

He would have considered re-election for another term before advisors of his and other cabinet members of the old, sickly President Ravinstill were close to swearing their support but all echoed the same thing that he lacked, they said. It was not his youth, he was wise for his age they said, but he was not married. If he had a wife, they said - they would be on board for his presidential election. And it seemed that election would be sooner than later, even before his first term finished.

Coriolanus needed to find a wife, not just of good breeding, but of the most impeccable lineage, from among the most illustrious hundred or so families of Capitol society. It was a given it would be purely political and strategic, someone whom he could not love and open his heart to after his previous tragedy pursuing such.

The perfect bride. The search for the perfect companion, the woman whom he would call his wife, his future first lady, and mother of his heirs. The ideal woman who would bridge the gap between his dreams to make them a reality.

He could not just choose the first possible candidate recommended to him or that caught his eye, Coriolanus had to devise a thorough, multi-step testing process to find his perfect wife, his bride.

A rigorous procedure would be curated in finding her. Interviews, tests, exams, genealogical inquiries, fitness tests, and practice scenarios will be prompted from eligible candidates, already filtering through those only from the old, grand families upon application.

Digging through his family library into the latest edition handbook of noble and elite families of the Capitol’s upper class, the creme de la creme, ignoring recently disgraced clans, ones full of scandal and controversy, with plenty of illegitimate children, and extinct ones rotting in poverty nearly like his own had he not reversed their fortune.

He scheduled a meeting with his advisors and closest allies on creating the program, the selection process, examinations and interrogation, and how to make the announcement for the families of these eligible girls to put their names in, with their consent or not.

Coriolanus Snow was born from the upper echelon of society, and only deserved the best woman with whom he would continue his lineage with and hail his presidency with. No one had dared, rather self-important he could argue if he cared, to make as many girls clamour for his attention rather than to propose to a woman of his choice.

Just as he was about to put the book down and shut it closed, a name caught his attention. Yours. Your lineage, accomplishments, your etiquette were second to none, and he had to have you. At all costs. He would burn heaven and hell, but the question remains - would he win you over? Or will he have to force your hand no matter what?

Besides, he requires others to choose from, even if you are the most qualified. It would not do well for your ego to have the satisfaction you were chosen for. He wants you to want it, to beg for it, claim it and aspire to be one worthy to be by his side, motivated by the competition who would slit your throat and ruin your reputation for it.

And yet a lingering thought crept up his mind. He had brought life back into the Hunger Games, that was on its dying breath before his arrival, why not another? Everything is a game if you try hard enough.

…

A brightly lit room surrounded you as you grabbed a few more pieces of dandelions and baby’s breath bunches for your bouquet, in your floral arrangement lessons for the week. Under the watchful eye of your teacher, a premiere florist who is hired by the Capitol’s elite for the most fashionable and well-sought events every season.

Hailing from one of the oldest families among the Capitol’s blue bloods, your family may not be the wealthiest but definitely prosperous to be among them, yet your lineage is prominent even before Panem’s founding, the most ancient of them all.

In your family home’s perfectly manicured garden, you immerse yourself in the arrangement, something that would impress your teacher yet also something you would find pleasant in a vase by your study. No way would someone of your heritage be found associating with anything subpar.

After your studies at the Academy, your lessons and tutoring would never end, usually something different for each day. Piano, ballet, etiquette, floristry, household management, painting and so on.

As you gathered a crimson bow around the branches of your bouquet, you could hear murmurs among the uniformly dressed maids and servants around the stately home, as your mother jaunted towards you in her glossy designer heels.

“Yes, mother?” You greeted politely, observing the unreadable expression on your mother’s face.

She approached you carefully, gently taking your hands in her own, soft and having never experienced hardship.

“A great honour has been bestowed on you, daughter. A promising Senator has taken a liking to you, and wants you to be considered for his future bride.” Your mother smiles in celebration and pride, and your brows furrow in consternation.

“A Senator as old as father? A man old enough to be my grandfather-”

“Hush, darling. He is young, from a proper family of the elite family unlike those Plinths, new money scum. Senator Coriolanus Snow, the son of late General Crassus Snow and his wife Victoria Snow. He is only twenty four, I think you would like him.” She brushes your hair behind your ears, but you turn away from her, pushing her hands away.

“Twenty four, when I am eighteen?”

Your mother shrugs. “It is the way of the world I suppose. I was your age when I met your father. Eighteen and he was twenty one, a match fit for the sort like us.”

“You mentioned I was being considered but no outright proposal or courting has begun. What do you mean?”

She unveiled a large envelope she was holding behind her back, taking it out for you before a gold hued canvas invitation was unveiled.

Dear Y/N L/N and family, I hope this letter finds you well. As I have progressed through my career as a gamemaker and politician, it has been too long since I have navigated through life without a lifelong companion and wife.

You are a woman of unblemished character, accomplished in many ways, intelligent, well-bred and would fit the bill of what a man like me seeks in a future partner.

There is no guarantee that you must receive this invitation and accept, but rather that your name will be included in a pool of candidates to be considered. I hope that you and your family would view this as a position of honour, and even if you shall not be chosen, you will be compensated for your time and this shall only raise your standing in our society.

Please reply to the number and address attached below with your response, and I would be beholden and pleased to hear if you would put your name forward to possibly become my future First Lady.

Sincerely, Senator Coriolanus Snow

You could not believe it, the humiliation of not being asked directly for one’s hand in marriage but having to compete with other ladies of society and grovel for his attention.

“Are you and papa seriously making me do this? The Hunger Games to be someone’s wife and heir maker?!”

Your mother sighs, shaking her head as she crosses her arms. “You do not understand, child. I have heard of other elite families whose daughters, sisters, nieces such as the Heavensbees, the Cardews, Dovecotes, among a few have been invited and all have accepted. No one would even think to refuse a Snow!”

“But it is not guaranteed. How would I not be offended if he did not make a guaranteed offer but wants me to participate like I am in a beauty pageant. I have to close off even entertaining other suitors and I am not even assured that I will not be left dry and humiliated if I was not chosen.”

“Your grandmother was Miss Panem many years ago before the war and those rebels ruined everything, I am sure he will choose you. Even if he did not, any other unmarried peer of yours would scoop you up in no time, that if Snow perceived you as someone potential, they are from the cream of the crop.”

You sighed, putting down your shearing tools and your bunches of daisies and baby’s breath. You never liked roses.

“You have always aimed for the stars, daughter. Would you pass on an opportunity like this or be forgotten to the tombs of time?” Your mother suggests, walking over to you with a guiding hand on your shoulder. “Choose wisely if you want to make something of yourself, to not pass on opportunities like this.

Golden letter in hand, you stared intensely at the dark line above your name, signifying whether you would submit your name or not. With a bold stroke of your ink pen, you sign your fate and future away. I agree to participate.

Let the games begin.

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[luviisabella]

heyyy, I really loved your post about the afro-latina reader, so I wanted to ask if you could do one about an afro Latina reader entering 1-a after being transfered to the school, and when she walks in he just cant take his eyes off her. You can either continue it or end it there, I just really love your writing

authors notes: this is so cute, i love love love this idea because he wouldn’t definitely be staring hard at reader and would probably be secretly cursing himself wondering what it is about her that’s making him feel this way. ah I love it and thank you sweetheart for the compliment, im so glad you love my writing I really appreciate it doll 💗💗

context: university au (18+), FLUFF

[8:35am]

You looked up at the large “UA” logo on the front of the school. You were aware the university was large but seeing it in person for your first time was completely different. It was the best university in Japan, you were blessed to have gotten in through recommendations and your parents making good money also helped with securing a good house local to the school.

The uniforms were super cute too, a white long sleeve button down, a dark blue tie, a slightly lighter shade of blue jacket, dark blue skirt, and socks that were black or tights. Since it was the middle of fall you chose to go with socks seeing as they were a bit thicker. You styled it with cute black flats to match your outfit and your pretty soft curls out in half up-half down with a bow in the back. Honestly you loved the uniform, it looked so good against your skin tone and your brown eyes always popped out in blue.

You took the steps to class as directed by the principal. You met him once on a video call when discussing the arrangements and acceptance for you in terms of being welcomed into U.A. Finally you reach the door… it’s huge you thought to yourself. You sighed before opening the door and stepping in.

—

“This is the new student, y/n. She was welcomed through recommendations and came all the way from […..], you will treat her as another classmate. Any issues involving her are solved through me.” Mr. Aizawa was always a bit monotone when he spoke, but he was so sweet to you.

Before he finished he activated his quirk, everyone tensing at the seriousness in his voice.

“Do I make myself clear?”

“Yes Mr. Aizawa” it was a bit funny seeing everyone speak not only at the same time but so scared, you look over at him and notice him sigh.

“Welcome, please take a seat. The one in front of Bakugou is open, that’s the kid with the spiky blond hair.” He pointed as he directed you towards the seat.

“Thank you” you smile at him as he heads back to the front of the class and begins taking. You smile at the blond, Bakugou was it? He wasn’t even looking at you.. the minute you smiled he turned to face the window in what looked like disgust.

Mr. Aizawa had a formula on the board and offered a ‘get out of exam’ ticket for anyone who could finish it and solve it. You stuck up your hand confidently and so he chose you.

You walked up to the board, taking the chalk from his hand as you began solving it.

—

Sero cocked his head to the side when he noticed Bakugou intently staring at the board. It wasn’t unusual for Bakugou to be paying attention, he was top of the class and always took his academics seriously.. but it looked like he was staring at something else.

“What are you staring at?” the question from Sero caught Bakugou off guard as he sucked his teeth.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Despite his words his tone of voice was softer than usual.. Sero couldn’t help but glance at you and then back at Bakugou.

“She’s pretty isn’t she?” Sero smirks as he asks Bakugou.

Bakugou rolls his eyes but they never leave your figure as you continue writing on the board.

You are pretty, you’re captivating to look at, and no matter how much he wants to he can’t pull you from out of his point of view.

—

“Well done y/n.” Mr. Aizawa exclaims as he looks over your work on the board, you softly smile and find your way back to your seat.

As you get back to your seat you place your hands on your desk and without realizing your pencil stumbles off your notebook and onto the floor.

Landing right under Bakugou’s desk.

You turn around and apologize before bending down to pick it up, what you saw was him scoff and roll his eyes.

What you didn’t see was him place his hand on the corner of his desk to make sure you didn’t hit your head.

He thinks you didn’t notice but you did and as you sat down you smiled.

—

Class ended and everyone left. You packed up a little slower than usual and waited until everyone was gone, Bakugou being left. You step in front of him as he tried to walk past you.

“The hell is your problem?” He looks down at you, a slightly scowl on his face but you know he means no harm.

You stick your hand out to him.

“Im y/n, I wanna get to know you.”

His eyebrow quirks up as he looks at your hand.

“I know your name dumbass. Why should I care?” He crosses his arms and looks at you with a slight grin.

—

“Because judging from the way you stared at me in class and made sure I didn’t hit my head on the desk…

I know you wanna get to know me too.”

I am so sorry it took me so long to reply !! I had this in my drafts for a while but I’ve been moving into uni and taking classes so I’ve been sleepy and didn’t make that much time to write !! I’m trying to get back into it cause it’s very comforting but I hope this was okay for now, I plan on still writing for Afro-Latina reader. Thank you again for the request pretty 💗💗

[guilty-pleasures21]

Neighbour's son Miguel

Thanks for sticking along for the ride, guys! I hope you enjoyed it as much as I did 😊! Please feel free to check out my other works and you're always welcome to make a request if there's something you'd like to see! Love you guys 🥰!

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Warnings: explicit descriptions of sex (male x female).

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Neighbour's son!Miguel who you surprise before his graduation. You’d lied to him that your last exam was next week, but secretly, you and Gabe had planned for you to take a flight there today. Conchata had meant it when she’d said she wasn’t getting on another flight ever again, so you’d made the journey alone. It wasn’t your first flight, but it was the first time you’d flown so far all on your own. You’d been nervous at first, but once you’d boarded the plane and taken off into the air, you’d settled into your seat, passing the time by taking advantage of all the in-flight entertainment. You’d landed the next morning and wandered through the airport in a blur, stumbling tiredly with your luggage towards the exit. Then you’d found Gabe, waving wildly at you as he waited on the other side of the glass doors. He’d wrapped you up into a hug when you’d met, lifting you off the ground and spinning you around excitedly, and you’d let out a tired chuckle, enjoying the way the towering O’Hara brothers would always swing you around like you were a little toy. Gabe had brought you back to his dorm after that to get some rest and you’d collapsed onto his bed immediately, zonking out for the next ten hours. 

Neighbour's son!Miguel who’s sat at a table with his friends, sipping drinks and sharing memories. He lifts his head briefly when Gabe walks in, nodding at him in greeting, then he does a double-take to confirm what he’d just seen. His eyes widen when his gaze lands on you - his pretty little girlfriend - waving at him. Your hair was neatly curled, your makeup carefully done and your outfit thoughtfully planned. But Miguel barely notices any of that as he scrambles out of his seat and dashes over to you, his hands coming around your waist to pull you against him. “¡¿Bonita?!” he exclaims, his heart thrumming in his chest at the sight of you there before him. “What are you doing here?! I thought you were supposed to come next week?!” You grin as your hands slide up his arms to his shoulders and he bends over to press his lips to yours before you can reply to his question. You take a moment to catch your breath once he straightens, but again, he leans forward and kisses you before you can get a word out. “Miguel!” You laugh and turn your head to the side when he finally pulls back again, stopping him from interrupting you with another kiss. “¡Cálmate, mi querido!” 

Neighbour's son!Miguel whose chest floods with warmth at the way you giggle the term of endearment. You were so cute, so adorable and so perfect. And you’d come all this way to surprise him? Dios, you were amazing. “Happy graduation, hermano!” Gabe exclaims, patting his brother on the back. “You like my gift?” Miguel laughs at his brother’s teasing and pulls you into his chest for another tight hug. “Yes! Yes! Best gift ever!” he agrees, loosening his hold on you and moving one hand to your cheek. “But how … When did you guys plan this?” He continues brushing his thumb across your cheek as Gabe enlightens him on your joint scheming. Then he turns you around and guides you to his table. “Guys! This is X! My girlfriend. The one I’ve been telling you guys about?” “Ah,” one of his friends says as Miguel sits you down on his thigh. “The famous X! Wow! You’re even prettier in person!” Your cheeks heat up at the kind compliment and you mumble a shy “thanks” as you lower your head in embarrassment. 

Neighbour's son!Miguel whose hands wander across your body as you join in the conversation with his friends. His long fingers travel across your waist and thighs and you squeeze your legs together as your body starts to heat up in excitement. You grab his hand and twine your fingers with his, stopping him in his tracks. He flashes you a dopey smile when you turn to give him an exasperated look and you can’t help but lean over to press a kiss to the side of his head. His friends let out a chorus of ‘aww’s at your sweet display of affection and you curl up against your boyfriend, your stomach flipping as the familiar scent of him invades your senses. 

Neighbour's son!Miguel who walks you backwards to his bed in the dark. You’d followed him back to his shared apartment after Gabe had assured you that he’d bring your luggage over tomorrow morning. You glide your hands down his torso as he kisses you, delighting in the feeling of your boyfriend’s hard muscles, then you unzip his jeans and dip your hand into his pants.

Neighbour's son!Miguel who sucks in a breath at the feeling of your fingers stroking and squeezing his cock. He lets out a groan as his entire body shudders in response to your touch, and you nip his lower lip playfully. “Bonita,” he sighs, his low voice rumbling through your very core. He rests his forehead against yours as you continue your ministrations, and you feel yourself start to get wet at the way he lets you play with him however you like. You turn him around so his back is facing his bed, then you pull his clothes off before pushing him down onto the mattress. Miguel looks up at you, dazed from the alcohol running through his system, and his pupils dilate when he sees that you’ve taken your clothes off too. You jump on top of the bed and settle yourself between his legs, then angle his cock to your mouth so you can start licking and sucking on him.

Neighbour's son!Miguel who falls in and out of consciousness as you tease and taste him. Dios, he’d missed you these past few months. It had been both worse and better than the first time he’d left; worse because now, he didn't just miss having his best friend by his side, but also the taste and touch of his sweet little girlfriend, and better because now he'd had an exact date for when he'd see you again. Never mind that you'd sped up the process and surprised him a week earlier. Dios, he loved you. 

Neighbour's son!Miguel who mumbles between satisfied groans how much he'd missed you and how cute and pretty you were and how he loved you so very much, his precious bombónita, his best friend and his girlfriend?! How did he get so lucky to have you?! You didn’t think he’d had that much to drink, but between the alcohol and the excitement of seeing you again, he was probably in no state to overcome the constant waves of arousal washing over him. You take as much of him into your mouth as you can and he lets out a grunt as the prec*m starts leaking out of him. You pull your head back, dragging him out of your mouth, then you crawl on top of him, peppering his abs and chest with little kisses. You lean over him once you reach his face, propping yourself up on your elbow so you can study his sharp features in the streetlights pouring in through the window. 

Neighbour's son!Miguel who can barely keep himself awake as you ride him. You were so f*cking beautiful, your silky curls, your long eyelashes, your rosy lips. You bite your lip as you continue moving your hips against his, taking pleasure in the feeling of his body beneath yours. And that’s the final straw for him. You collapse on top of him as he comes, your own body shuddering adorably as you reach your climax too. You lay in his arms for a little while longer, snickering softly when you hear his breathing even out, then you go get a towel to clean him up. 

Neighbour's son!Miguel who stumbles along behind you as you pull him into the kitchen. Your family and his look up from where they’re sitting around your kitchen island and you twist your head back to exchange another thrilled grin with your best friend before you hold your hand up for everyone to see. A chorus of delighted gasps fills the room as everyone takes in the sparkling - but tasteful - diamond ring on your finger. Miguel had talked to his mum and your parents about it beforehand, but that didn’t dampen their excitement at seeing it come to fruition before their very eyes. Your sister squeals together with you and immediately starts interrogating you about the date and the venue and the guest list. You respond as best as you can, your stomach flipping over and over at the feeling of your fiancé’s - your fiancé’s - warm hand gently caressing your lower back. You lean into his touch, replaying in your mind the moment he’d asked you to marry him, right there on that beach where you’d shared your first kiss all those years ago. You tilt your head back to look up at him again and your heart skips a beat at the warm grin he wears as he gazes down at you.

Neighbour's son!Miguel whose own son clings onto your leg as your new neighbour opens her door. “Hi!” you greet the frazzled redhead, holding a container of chocolate chip cookies out to her. “Welcome to the neighbourhood! I’m X and this is my son Rio. Is there anything we can help you with?” “Oh!” the lady gasps, her tired eyes falling to your baby bump as she takes the cookies from you. “Hi! Mary Jane. Please excuse the mess. We’ve still got quite a bit to unpack.” She gestures for you to enter the house and your son tightens his grip on your trousers as he follows you inside. “Ooh! I love the colours!” you exclaim, taking in the yellow and green and lavender and blue walls. “I’ve been trying to convince my husband that we need to brighten up our own house a little more.” You rest your hand on your stomach, your mind running through all the ways you could redesign Rio’s room to fit in his new sibling as well. Mary Jane laughs. “Oh, you’re too kind. These were Peter’s idea - my husband. He’s a little … creative. More than me, anyway.” She sets the cookies down in the kitchen, then bends over to hold one out to Rio. “Hello! Rio? Was it? Would you like a cookie, Rio?” Rio glances up at you, shy around strangers in the same way you’d always been as a child. You flash him a warm smile and he turns his attention back to Mary Jane. “No, thank you. I have some at home. These ones are for you.” Mary Jane laughs, delighted by your adorable little gentleman. “What a sweetheart! My Mayday would go crazy for these. I’m surprised she hasn’t managed to sniff them out already!” And as soon as the words leave her lips, a miniature version of your neighbour barrels down the hallway into the kitchen. “Cookies! I smell cookies!” Mayday screeches to a halt in front of her mother, then reaches her hands out to her, jumping up to try to snatch one away. “Mayday! Manners! Say hello to Mrs X and Rio.” “Hi, Mrs X. Hi, Rio,” she greets you hastily. Then she spins back around to her mother, her eyes wide and pleading. “Now can I have a cookie?” “Sure, sweetie,” Mary Jane laughs, finally handing the prized cookie over. “But make sure you don’t get any crumbs anywhere.” “Yes, mummy,” Mayday sighs, already too cheeky for her own good. She turns back to Rio and her eyes light up when they land on his shirt. “Spiderman?!” she exclaims, spraying crumbs everywhere. “He’s my favourite superhero! Want to see my toy? I make him play with my dolls sometimes.” Rio glances up at you, his curiosity overtaking his nerves, and you ruffle his dark curls encouragingly. “Go ahead, papito. I’ll be right here, baby. Call me if you need anything, ¿sí, mi cielo?” “Sí, mamà,” Rio responds before running off with his new friend. 

Neighbour's son!Miguel who strokes your little bump as you lie in bed together that night. “So, Rio made a new friend today?” he asks, his voice low and soft in the way it always is when you have your end-of-the-day debriefs. You smile and shuffle a little closer to him, delighting in the feeling of his hard body against yours. “Yup!” you agree, inhaling your husband’s familiar warm scent as you snuggle up against him. “The neighbour’s daughter, can you believe that? Seems like he’s more like his papi than we thought!” Miguel chuckles, the deep sound vibrating out of his chest and along your bones. “Mmm,” he hums in agreement. “Should we start saving up for the wedding now?” He wraps his arms around you as the two of you laugh, and your chest warms at how far you’ve come. You wriggle around, turning to look up at him and his eyelashes flutter against his cheeks as you run your fingers through his hair. “Mmm, maybe meet your future in-laws first, querido?” you tease, prompting another snicker out of him. He presses his lips to your forehead and the two of you settle down to go to sleep. “Night, jelly. I love you,” you murmur softly, your chest filling with warmth at the knowledge that you would wake up tomorrow morning, your best friend right by your side just as he’d always be. “Night, bombón. I love you too, mi amor,” Miguel mumbles, his body relaxing at the very same thought: it was always going be the two of you in the end. You were inevitable, after all.

[ramblingsfromthytruly]

my academic journey (warning: i ranted) -

so ever since i started school till about the end of 8th grade i was always a 90%+/straight A student. the kind of child my classmates & cousins would be compared too. not trying to glamorize comparison btw, i personally think that's really toxic & pressurizing. so yeah, i was a "good" quiet kid. i listened attentively in class and submitted all my homework on time. the only complain teachers had about me was that i was "too quiet" but that wasn't a real issue. i was just shy but talkative with my few friends yano. i spent the entirety of 7th grade & most of 8th grade in online classes so my habits of studying went to shit. still somehow managed 91% in my 8th grade finals. and then 9th began and it all went downhill. teachers kept saying 'next year is ur board exams, u need to study a lot, etc, etc.' so if u're not from india we basically have these major 'board exams' at the end of 10th & 12th grade. but 10th boards don't really matter all that much, teachers just make a big fuss about it. 12th boards matter, but that's also the time we give college entrance exams and that sorta matters more according to most ppl. n yeah, idk what happened but i got overwhelmed. i could no longer just do well in class and study before exams and get good marks. i felt dumb. my grades didn't see a single improvement. i honestly gave up in the middle of it all and got sick of school. and at one point, it became less burn out & more clinging to the familiarity of not doing anything. i became lazy. and i became a hypocrite. i'd always tell myself, this time i'm gonna study, this time i'm gonna score well. well that 'this time' never came. 10th grade got even worse and i scored 73% in my board exams because i barely studied at all. at the same time, my relationship with my parents has constantly been unraveling. and i saw just how much of their 'pride' was dependent on me being the kid they could show off and smile widely when others replied 'wow she's going places'. my father can't hold a single conversation with me now that doesn't go back to me being a disappointment. and now i'm the kid who has to listen to her parents compare her to others. 'be like her, your friend', they say. halfway though 11th rn and i guess what?? still no fucking improvement. but the thing is i know this is the last straw. i can feel it. i got around 64% in my first tests (pa-1) of 11th. haven't gotten mid term results yet but i'm estimating just above 50%. and the thing is it's not that i can't score well. i know my potential all too well. i know i can score such high marks. but the problem is i don't study. if i just studied a couple hours every day, i can easily manage above 80%. with constant improvement i can manage above 90% again. but i don't. and that's ending right this instant. i'm not gonna turn into an academic weapon overnight or smth ik that. but i'm gonna start slowly but surely working hard. i have big dreams, i know i can achieve them if i just put in the effort. plans have been made, all i need to do is execute them. execute my laziness. i'm gonna get better. i'm gonna prove everyone who thinks i'm never gonna do it wrong, and i'm gonna prove myself right. this comeback will be for me, my inner child. the little kid in me deserves to not wind up a washed-out failure.

academic goals! -

pa-2 - 75-80%

11th finals - 80-85%

12th pa-1 - above 90%

uni - iiser (college for pure science research, bs + ms integrated)

[jesuis-assez]

We know that Lucy calls Tim babe (I refuse to use past tense I’m in denial lol), if you could have your way, what would Tim call Lucy as a pet name? #ChenfordChats

Hmm... I think I'd melt if he called her 'Baby' or 'Sweetheart' I have a soft spot for those ones. I don't know what that's about. I don't want to go there 🤣

And if I think of moments where those terms of endearments could've been used:

6x04:

When he rushed to the hospital and comforted her by touching her head ever so gently. Him softly telling her, "My god, you didn't have to take my hero suggestion so literally" If we were to replace "my god" with "sweetheart" or "baby" ?? 👌

6x06: ( Everyone put your pitchforks down and hear me out ) 🤣

If he said "I'm sorry, baby" or 'sweetheart' right before kissing her forehead. Although, I'm not sure how it would have fit exactly in the scene. But, I wouldn't object to it. It actually was one of my favourite scenes of theirs in season six. It had everything for me. It ripped me apart emotionally and left me wanting more. I loved it, no sarcasm here. I'm being genuine.

The scene itself is already packed with so much angst. But, then there would be them holding hands, " I'm sorry, [term of endearment]" and a forehead kiss in there. We're already on the ground dying and that would just finish us off.

In 6x03:

Lucy is over preparing for her detective exam with Tim being so amazing and supportive.

What he said here was truly enough and It doesn't matter so much that a sweetheart wasn't at the end of him saying 'yourself', but I would've loved it even more. I thought him saying that to her was a huge thing to say, coming from someone who ALWAYS needs to feel in control.

Because Lucy was so far in her head with it. So much that she had been projecting all of her self-doubt onto Tim. She couldn't see that he was being supportive, because it's not like her parents were ever supportive of her career. She's never had that support.

Yes, Lucy. And not even yourself, either.

That's what she was doing. Listening to that voice in her head telling her that she isn't good enough. That she's not ready and she can't do it. And Tim being her number 1 supporter was there reminding her not to do that. After all... he had taught her not to.

And to see her going back into that mind-set, to see Lucy filling herself with all that self-doubt again? To second guess herself again... It must be hard to watch someone you love, spiral like that. To try and help them through it and no matter what you say or do, it only pushes them further to burning out.

I focused heavily on season 6 for examples. Even if he were just to say, "Are you okay, baby?" I am aware that he said 'baby' to Isabel before (When she got shot in the head) but, that doesn't mean shit here 🤣 It's obviously a term he has been comfortable with using in the past. I don't see why he wouldn't use it again, unless he were to come up with something specially for Lucy. (What I am hoping for)

If he were to actually use 'sweetheart' that would also fit well for Lucy, for how kind-hearted she is and has been to him.

I do hope that Tim might use something that we've never heard before. *fingers crossed* for this one. It won't matter if he doesn't. I'm ALMOST sure whatever endearment he comes up with (if he even does) some of us will probably pass out on the spot *raises hand* Me. I'd-- I'd do that. Ok, I might (very unlikely)

But what most likely would happen is what usually happens. I'll either be internally screaming or I'll sit there on the spot inaudibly screaming 'Ahhhh' while pointing.

I'm hoping it would be something that's unique to their relationship. Or at least Lucy. I'd be so on board for that! I am a sucker for those kinds of nickname/endearments, too.

Y'know, something similar to when she was his rookie and he would incessantly call her 'boot'.

Thank yooooou for sending me this ! I may have put waaay too much thought into this. I'm incapable of answering without talking extensively about it. This ask was a lot of fun 💖🤭

[kanasmusings]

[Eng Subs DL] Musical Yuukoku no Moriarty (Moriarty the Patriot) Op. 4 - "The Two Criminals"

Hello, and Merry Christmas to those who celebrate~! Otherwise, Happy Holidays! I am here to share the English subtitles for more MoriMyu~!

Oh gosh, I apologize for such a long wait...! Life just punched me around a bit with studying for board exams (which I passed, thankfully!), a bit of technical problems with the BD version, and a lot of real life things I needed to take care of before the year ends (￣▽￣*)ゞ

Op. 4 covers chapters 33-47 of the original comic, with a few scenes/moments omitted. It is essentially the build-up to the climax of the story that was covered in Op. 5! We were also blessed with the addition of Miss Mary Morstan and Adam Whiteley for this musical, and I hope everyone falls in love with them, too~!

Anyway, here are the subs~! A huge, huge thank you to @mouldering for helping me with proof-reading and quality checking! I wouldn't have been able to finish this before Christmas without your help~! ♡ ～('▽^人) I will be updating the folders with the bonus content subtitles when I am able to as well, but for now, please enjoy the main show's subs~!

Links, notes, and disclaimers under the cut, enjoy~!

BD PURCHASE LINK (International cards and shipping accepted!): CDJapan - BD ver. | DVD ver. Official Sites: Twitter | Website (MoriMyu General) | Website (Op. 4) MoriMyu Op. 1 Subtitles | MoriMyu Op. 2 Subtitles | MoriMyu Op. 3 Subtitles

NOTES:

※ THE FILE IS SUBTITLES ONLY, VIDEO IS NOT INCLUDED! ※ The folder contains subs for a DVD version as well as a Blu-ray version! (I tested the DVD version on the BD a lot of times, and there was always a slight delay with the syncing, so I re-timed and re-styled it for the BD. You could technically load the DVD subs onto the BD, but you'd have to manually adjust the timing on your media player.)

All songs and lyrics were translated by me. A bit of creative liberty was exercised to fit context and some cultural references. As usual, the lyrics actually help move the plot, so I didn’t include the romaji for any of them. But, if you’d like to have the complete lyrics, I do have them saved up in PDF form, so feel free to DM me for them if you want ^^

Again, I’m not a native British English speaker, so some terms might be off. I consulted with a friend to help me check them, just in case, but please forgive any mistakes.

As usual, some scenes in the musical differ from the anime/manga for time and fluidity’s sake, so please don’t hit me for things that I can’t control ^^;

There aren’t particularly any triggering scenes here, but please do watch with caution since some subjects and terms used might be sensitive and/or triggering for other viewers.

@kumoriyami-xiuzhen​ requested me to do the bonus content subs, so I will be reblogging and updating the main post when they are up as well! ^^

RULES:

[MOST IMPORTANT] Please DO NOT re-post the subs and the link outside of Tumblr! If you want to share outside, please, please DM me about it and link my blog to your post. That’s all I ask.

Please DO NOT remove my credits.

Please DO NOT re-translate without permission.

SUBS DL LINK: GOOGLE DRIVE 

※ Please only DM me if there is a problem with the subtitles. I cannot help you if it’s related to the videos. ※ If you enjoyed my work, please consider buying me a coffee here, if you can. It’ll really help me out a lot.(o^▽^o) Thank you!!

[kotoneminako]

Class Amounts Per Semester

In the Sims 4 you have to get at least 12 credits to receive their degree and have the option to take up to 4 classes relating to your degree per semester. Taking less classes per semester means more money spent and longer in school, but more classes obviously means Crazy Stress.

Not all classes require a Final Exam to pass, there's also Term Papers or Presentations.

˖⁺‧₊˚♡˚₊‧⁺˖♡︎˖⁺‧₊˚♡˚₊‧⁺˖ Heartslabyul ˖⁺‧₊˚♡˚₊‧⁺˖♡︎˖⁺‧₊˚♡˚₊‧⁺˖

Riddle: Takes 4 classes and somehow manages to stay on top of all homework. Gets Presentations/Term Papers done as soon as possible so he has extra free time to focus on studying.

Trey: 2-3 classes per semester depending on his stress level, wanting to make sure he can balance his own mental health with his school duties and encourages other students to do the same by not overloading themselves with work in an effort to not spend as long in school.

Cater: 2 classes is all he can handle, he's perfectly fine with taking longer to get through school if it means he can take it easy.

Ace: 2 classes. He was gonna do 1 but Riddle immediately marched him to the guidance office to change to 2 classes after lecturing him on how he wouldn't tolerate blatant laziness in his dorm.

Deuce: God bless this poor boy he took 4 classes his first semester and nearly had the mother of all crash-outs. Riddle and Trey had to step in to help make a flowchart for what day to focus on which subjects while also emphasizing that you can't just go until you drop dead.

🐪🌵☀️🦎🐫🏜️ Savanaclaw 🐪🌵☀️🦎🐫🏜️

Leona: 1 class per semester, he cannot be bothered and has ample money to spend as long as he feels in college. Besides that he's not focused on academics, he's really only here for Spelldrive.

Ruggie: 2 classes per semester so he has more time to focus on side jobs. Is pretty good about doing his homework, though he finds Presentations and Term Papers super annoying to do. Usually forces Leona to sit with him and Jack as a study group so Professors don't hassle him about Leona's lack of participation.

Jack: 2 classes, confident that he can at least handle that much. If he's good at the material he might try for 3 next semester, but for now he's taking it easy and testing how he'll do. What Jack really wants to do is take more classes so he has more time for Spelldrive, but he recognizes there's no point in pushing himself when he doesn't even know his limits yet.

: 𓏲🐋 ๋࣭ ࣪ ˖✩࿐࿔ 🌊 Octavinelle : 𓏲🐋 ๋࣭ ࣪ ˖✩࿐࿔ 🌊

Azul: 4 classes per semester, Azul scares the hell out of me. Term Papers? Done in record time. Presentations? Given by the first month of the semester's end. As all across the board due to his impeccible study regimine so that those who want to purchase his study guides know that he knows what he's talking about.

Jade: 3 classes, though it takes time away from working in the Lounge he wants to support the image of Octavinelle being a Dorm of intellectual excellence. As Vice Housewarden, he can't let the Dorm's reputation slip with rumors that he's slacking in comparison to his Housewarden.

Floyd: It would normally depend on his mood, but Floyd knows he can at most handle 2 classes with his mood swings. He's careful to pace himself, knowing that he'll likely not be able to mentally handle 3-4 classes on top of Basketball Club.

ఌ︎.˚☾⋆🦂☆• Scarabia 🦂☆•ఌ︎.˚☾⋆

Kalim: 3 classes, he's really eager to learn as much as he can. Would have gone for 4 if Jamil didn't put his foot down, saying he wouldn't help Kalim if Kalim overworked himself and ended up falling behind on his classwork from biting off more than he could chew.

Jamil: 2 classes so he has time to focus on his required classes, normally has any Term Paper done early in the Semester. Presentations take a bit more time so he can be sure the information he has is correct. Ended up helping Kalim with a Lesson Schedule that they both follow to make sure Kalim doesn't drop back on assignments.

🩰 ♡ ⁺‧₊˚🧸💌 🦢 Pomefiore 🩰 ♡ ⁺‧₊˚🧸💌 🦢

Vil: 4 classes and doesn't even break a sweat. His time management skills are impeccable, Vil can't be matched in his work ethic (but can be contested only by Riddle and/or Azul). Spare time goes to the Film Appreciation Club, but also plenty of self-care to ensure burn-out never becomes an issue.

Rook: 3 classes per semester, uses free time for dorm-wide study efforts at the suggestion of Vil to help make sure no one in Pomefiore is falling behind. Time management and multitasking are second nature to the Hunter of Love and Beauty. Presentations have flare and pizzaz while Term Papers are written in great detail to fully convey the beauty Rook sees in the subject at hand.

Epel: 3 classes at Vil's insistence and is struggling from it. 2 would have been a better amount, but now Epel barely has free time outside of schoolwork and extracurriculars. He ends each day exhausted and would sleep through the weekends if Vil didn't have his extra lessons in singing and deportment.

⛥✴🌌💀Ignihyde💀🌌✴⛥

Idia: 3 classes, homework's annoying but relatively easy to him. He doesn't really want to stay at NRC for longer than necessary dealing with normies, but he also doesn't want to totally overwork himself. He's gotta have time for his new gaming events, after all.

Ortho: 4 classes at once, the little maniac. As an android, Term Papers and Presentations are nothing more than an afternoon's work for Ortho. He'll be very excited to give his Presentation, happy to show off the data he's discovered about the subject and earn praise for his good work.

🪐🍵⋆.ॱ˖🐉 ༄🐉 .ॱ˖ ⋆: ۫ ּ🍵🪐 Diasomnia 🪐🍵⋆.ॱ˖🐉 ༄🐉 .ॱ˖ ⋆: ۫ ּ🍵🪐

Malleus: 4 classes since school is as easy as child's play for the Prince of the Fae. Term Papers and Presentations are done rather quickly just to get them out of the way so he has more time for the Gargoyle Appreciation Club and for exploring around the school.

Lilia: 3 classes, he's genuinely excited to learn all that the school has to offer but wants to leave himself some free time. He wouldn't want to overload himself with something he loves only to get burnt out! Presentations are rather well put-together and Term Papers have the most interesting fonts used for them.

Sebek: 4 classes, is also a maniac. He wanted so badly to be worthy for Malleus that he followed his Prince's example in taking the maximum amount of classes for his degree per semester. Despite it being a definite stressor, Lilia takes pity on him and helps out occasionally with homework. Presentations are delivered enthusiastically and well plenty of visual aides while Term Papers tend to be lengthy with his desire to add in extra details.

Silver: 2 classes, with his narcolepsy (not explicitly canon, just a lil HC of mine) he needs to give himself more time allowance to get his work done. He tries to work with Sebek in an effort to bridge the gap between the two, but Sebek always snaps that he doesn't need Silver's help. His Term Papers and Presentations will be turned in towards the end of the semester...if he doesn't sleep so much he isn't able to get them done.

[am-i-the-asshole-official]

AITA for giving away my sisters fish?

This is a dumb and very long story (i could probably shorten it somehow but I don't know how) and I know the title makes me look bad.

Ok so, one evening my mom and my little sister(let's call her Jess) brought home a container of four fish that mum said she saw a guy selling on the road for about 2 dollars (I'm not american so I just calculated and it comes out to around 2 dollars)

This was during the end of year break when Jess was home (usually we all go to boarding school) None of us had ever had pet fish before and we didn't know what kind of fish they were, they looked different from each other and their size difference was pretty big too(the largest was about the size of three nail clippers stacked on top of each other and the smallest was about the size of 1/2 of a car key). So we weren't sure of the species of any and bought the most nondescript pack of fish food we could find, they ate it so we thought things were ok.

About 1 month into the break though (the end of year break where I am is 2 months), 1 of the fish died for reasons we still don't know (we changed the water every 3 days) and two weeks later a second one just disappeared, it wasn't in the bowl, and no one knew what happened. So by the time school started there were 2 fish left (Jess was sad but we also have dogs so she wasn't too sad)

All of us go to different boarding schools but ive been going to a day-school this past year because I'm scheduled for a surgery, so when everyone went back it was just me with the fish.

My elder sister (let's call her Kat) came home from university for a while and she thought the fish were cool so she asked my mom if she could tell her where she got them so she could get some for her dorm. My mom told her she just got them from some guy on the road who didn't have a stall and probably wouldn't be there if she drove to the place she found him. So she went back to uni without any fish

Flash forward, 4 weeks into the term, my mom comes to get me from school and she says was passing the area she saw the guy and he was there with another container of fish this time with about 10 fish also of various muddy and sandy colours, about length of the diameter of a soda-bottle cap (my mom said they also cost her about 2 dollars). I said we could split the fish in half, keep 6 and give Kat 6 for her dorm.

So I'm sitting in the car, holding the container of fish my laps and my mom suddenly stops the car because a person walking on the sidewalks falls into the trenches on the sides of the road. The person is ok but the car stops so suddenly and I'm not holding the container securely so it falls from my laps.

The container has a lid so the car is ok but the guy added some small rocks and a fake plant to the container so they kind of bury the some of fish and 6 of them die. I look on like an idiot while mom tries to settle the rocks but another fish is buried when the rocks are settled.

By the time we get home and transfer all the living fish into the bowl we already have, we have 5 fish in total. We move them to a new, slightly bigger bowl and feed them but by the next morning when I'm going to school i see 3 fish left.

When I get home, I tell my mom that maybe we aren't ready for fish and we should give them to Kat whose dorm may be less of a safety hazard (during the end of year break we used to play with the fish a lot, trying to touch their tails etc so we're definitely the reason the first batch died anyway. We're also 8 kids and there are kids older and younger than me so it would be hard to stop EVERYONE from being rough with the fish). I also had exams coming up and I was starting to put of changing the water and cleaning bowl until i saw algae growing on sides.

Kat has a roommate who thinks the fish are cool too so incase one of them forgets maintaining the fish the other can do it. (I also kind of secretly hoped the all fish would just die a week or two into being with them so it wouldn't bother them anymore I feel bad about it)

Anyway, 3 weeks later when Kat came home she took the fish with her. It's around the middle of the first term so it was Visitation Day at Jess's school yesterday (I think the name is self explanatory) and the first thing she asked about was the fish. I didn't know what to say so I told her the truth and she was so SAD!!(I mean obviously she'd be sad but visitation day is supposed to be a good day) because we named the fish and everything(the first batch, not the second) . I tried to tell her how Kat and her roommate were nice and would give the new fish good name but she said that was dumb I knew that was dumb and I wish had just lied about the whole thing and asked my mom to buy new fish but I feel like Jess would know so said nothing else

My mom kind of cheered her up by saying that during the holidays they could go get a good tank and actual goldfish from a better place but she was mad at me because I suggested that the fish be given to Kat and I feel like she's right because it would be stupid to ask Kat to bring the fish wish her the next time she came home.

All my other siblings not just Jess also got attached to the fish so I'll just be breaking the news to everyone for the next three weeks (because all schools where I am schedule visitation day in the same month) and just generally ruining the mood.

What are these acronyms?

[astackofbooks]

27th August 2024

Completed Tasks/Goals:

-Co-Curricular Activity (CCA) Dedication Boards

- Math Homework

- Study First Aid for Event on Saturday

- Ate breakfast

Incomplete Tasks/ Goals:

- Drink 8 glasses of water

- Finish Science Chapter 13 Revision

I stayed at school till quite late today with other student leader friends to complete the CoCurricular Activity Dedication Boards for the upcoming event in 1 week and a few days. I also did my Maths Retest since I failed my Term 3 Math Exam. A pretty tiring day overall.

👟 Steps: 5487

⛲️ Water: 4 glasses

💿 Song Of The Day: 海のまにまに (Umi No Mani Mani) by YOASOBI

📖 Current Read: Before the Coffee Gets Cold by Toshikazu Kawaguchi

allie ♡

[ellie-s-list]

Light in the Darkness (1)

Abby Anderson X Fem!Reader, College AU, Multi-Part

Hello, I’m not dead, just twenty years old now. I’m also obsessed with Abby and Ellie from TLOU 2 so, here we are since I can’t stop thinking about them.

This will be a song-fic type thing, as I find it cool.

Pt. 2 can be found here

TW: Anxiety

Don’t come at me for typos, my brain’s confused

Chapter One

Drop Dead Gorgeous, Voila

“You take my breath away

With that face

Because she’s drop dead gorgeous”

Blondes were never your type. You didn’t really know for sure what your type was but one thing was for sure, it was that blondes never caught your eye. Yet this dumb, buff, Chad of a girl who always sat right in front of you, got your attention. She wasn’t dumb, like any meathead jock that snorted creatine like crack, she was quite intelligent. Maybe too smart. Definitely too smart for this pre-req Anatomy class. Yet, here she was, sitting in front of you in lecture, and sitting at a table across from you in lab as well.

During mid-term presentations, she was quite knowledgeable about the topic of cellular respiration. Her partner, rather, not so much. But that's when you knew. Just noticing this girl, Abigail as it read on the discussion boards, was just the beginning. Now, at the class after the midterm exams, you were staring holes in the back of her head. Eight weeks left, you weren’t going to make it without having emotional casualties.

“Of course,” The professor, Dr. Andrews, started talking as she walked to the front of the white board. “I know we just had mid-terms and a midterm presentation, but we have to start working on the final presentation.” She grabbed her clipboard, “I already picked partners for you, so no one is left out to do all the work this time.”

Her comment was directed at you. It had to be, since you were the only one to present alone. But it was okay, you didn’t care. Meeting new people was rough, awkward. Though, you couldn’t get away with doing projects alone forever. A couple students looked at you, then back to Dr. Andrews when she started talking again.

“Projects will be on whole systems this time, and it will correlate to lab, so these partners will also be your designated lab partner,” Dr. Andrews then looked down at her clipboard to seal your fate. “Abigail Anderson,” She called, looking up at the blonde sitting in front of you. Then she called your name, causing you to freeze. Dr. Andrews continued to call out names as Abigail turned to look at you, giving you a small smile. “You may now sit with your partners,” Dr. Andrews concluded.

There was a free spot next to you, so you nodded your head to it. Abigail seemed to understand as she gathered her things and stood up. You didn’t look at her when she pulled the chair out next to you.

You could feel Abigail’s eyes on you after she set up her laptop and notebook. Dr. Andrews gave the class ten minutes to socialize with their picked partner, but you didn’t know what to say.

“You can call me Abby,” The blonde said softly, “Do you have a nickname?”

“For you?” You asked, turning your head to face her.

“What?” Abby looked amused, “I meant for you.” She leaned a muscular arm on the table, propping her head on her hand.

You stared at her, “No,” You answered, looking down at the pencil you were playing with. Your hands were getting clammy, heart rate speeding up. She was actively talking to you, and she didn’t seem annoyed by your weird question. Although, this was your first conversation with her, so it could get worse.

“You had a nickname for me?” Abby asked, her eyes never left you making our anxiety spike. She was wearing a cut off tee with cargo pants, showing off her arm muscles. Her hair was in a Dutch braid, like it usually was.

“No.”

“Mmm, okay,” Abby chuckled, not pushing the topic. “You did the last project alone, right?”

That question caused you to look at her, eyes furrowed as you blinked at her. She seemed genuinely curious, even if her question had an obvious answer. She’s not dumb.

“I mean, yeah,” You answered, looking her in the eyes, then you looked at her face. Her skin was bright, slight acne scars, but nothing too bad. Her nose and cheeks had freckles, forehead and chin just lightly dotted. Abby’s lips were slightly chapped, but they were a pale red.

Abby licked her lips, bringing you out of your analysis of her face. She apparently said something, but you never caught it.

“What?” You ask.

The blonde smirked, her dark blue eyes scanning your face now. She then leaned slightly closer, causing you to stiffen.

“You do well with public speaking,” She relented, “Yet right now, this conversation seems one-sided. Are you nervous around me?”

Your mouth dropped at her question. Who was she to call out your anxieties? Immediately, you almost put up your defenses, almost cut her out of your life. But a rational thought brought you back. She was just being curious, maybe trying to become friends. And she wasn’t wrong about the one-sided conversation, or about you being nervous around her.

Closing your mouth, you turned your attention back to the pencil. “I don’t care what these idiots think about me, or how I talk.”

“But?” She prompted, her voice softening.

“You’re a potential friend,” You turn back to her. Surprised at the proximity she gained towards you, you flinch. Abby didn’t move, waiting for your answer. “Also, we’re stuck together for the next eight weeks.”

Abby stared at you, taking in the information. But she still didn’t move, instead asking, “Do you think I’m an idiot?”

“No,” Your answer was immediate, causing you to flush. “You seem to know what you’re talking about.” You turned your attention to your laptop, opening the projects rubric.

Abby hummed, seemingly satisfied with your answer, she leaned back into her seat.

After Dr. Andrews explained the project, she left the class to work amongst themselves. Abby didn’t push any further during class, instead pulling her own weight. You were thankful, having had partners in the past that forced you to do everything.

A few minutes before class ended, you decided to pack your items away. Abby decided to do the same, but you could feel her eyes watching you rearrange your items. As you zipped your backpack up, you heard Abby sigh.

“I should give you my number.”

You snapped your head to look at her, narrowing your eyes, “Why?”

The blonde didn’t seem phased by your reaction, instead she cocked her head, “So we can talk about the project.”

You thought her actions were cute, noticing how she kind of took on an innocence when she cocked her head at you. She seemed to not care about your hostility to the question, probably putting it together that you had anxiety. The conclusion warmed your heart, maybe friendship was possible. But, these qualities made the blond even more attractive to you.

Picking up your phone, you handed it to her, “You make a compelling argument.” She smiled, grabbing your phone gently. You watched her type her number in, then she placed your phone on your desk in front of you.

Abby grabbed her phone, handing it to you. You typed your number in, hitting save. Handing her phone back, you left your name blank so she could fill it with whatever she wanted.

“Do you want to join my table in lab?” You asked, changing her name in your phone.

Abby was silent for a moment, thinking your question over. You were nervous, having started the conversation this time.

“Sure.”

You nod, standing up, slinging your arms through the straps of your backpack, “See you then.”

The two of you had sent texts to make sure that you both had the right numbers. You smirked at her latest reply as you sat at your lab table.

From Abby (Chad) Chaderson

Hey

To Abby (Chad) Chaderson

Chad

From Abby (Chad) Chaderson

What?

You didn’t respond, rather you got your work for the class out. Thumbing through your lab book, you heard students start filing in. Movement out the corner of your eye caught your attention, causing you to look up. Abby was taking her seat across from you, placing her backpack on the table.

“Chad?” Was all she said. You smirked not looking up from your book, acting as if you were still reading.

“Hm?”

“So you’re secretly a gremlin,” Abby stated as Dr. Andrews walked in. You only shrugged at the blonde with a grin, turning your attention to the professor.

After a brief lecture, Dr. Andrews left the class alone to do the lab exercises. Abby was more talkative, not minding your brief answers as the two of you worked.

“What’s your major?” Abby asked.

“Reading,” You answer, writing down some data from your lab report.

“Funny,” Abby looked up at you from her own course work.

“I hope so, or else I’ll need a new job,” You smile, looking up to meet her eyes. Though, with that action, you froze. Your throat went dry as you took in her smiling face, the crinkles of the corners of her eyes highlighting just how often she smiled.

“So…?” Abby pressed, her smile turning into a sly smirk.

Swallowing thickly, you looked back down at your notes. Heat roast to your cheeks as you said, “Biochem.” Turning to a new page of your notebook you ask, “What about you?”

Abby hummed, “Pre-med.”

Tearing a piece of paper from your notebook, playing with it, “Rough.” You state, focusing on tearing it apart. Silence enveloped the table. God, why did you have to make things so awkward? “Why?” You decide to ask.

“My dad’s a doctor.”

“Makes sense,” You look at your paper pile that was forming in front of you. Humming you answer her curious stare, “You’re not dumb. You know what you’re talking about.” You then looked up at her, “You’re not the only one who noticed something during midterms.”

Abby smirked, “I guess not.”

There it was. The pit-fall in your stomach, your hands getting clammy. The racing of your heart, your eyes not being able to leave the person you’re getting attached to. The evidence was clear, with you not being able to get your mind off this buff, Olympic goddess of a woman.

Maybe Abigail Anderson was the blonde exception.

Posted: April 8, 2023

WC: probably 1,800

[academicgremlinhehe]

my academic journey (warning: i ranted) -

so ever since i started school till about the end of 8th grade i was always a 90%+/straight A student. the kind of child my classmates & cousins would be compared too. not trying to glamorize comparison btw, i personally think that's really toxic & pressurizing. so yeah, i was a "good" quiet kid. i listened attentively in class and submitted all my homework on time. the only complain teachers had about me was that i was "too quiet" but that wasn't a real issue. i was just shy but talkative with my few friends yano. i spent the entirety of 7th grade & most of 8th grade in online classes so my habits of studying went to shit. still somehow managed 91% in my 8th grade finals. and then 9th began and it all went downhill. teachers kept saying 'next year is ur board exams, u need to study a lot, etc, etc.' so if u're not from india we basically have these major 'board exams' at the end of 10th & 12th grade. but 10th boards don't really matter all that much, teachers just make a big fuss about it. 12th boards matter, but that's also the time we give college entrance exams and that sorta matters more according to most ppl. n yeah, idk what happened but i got overwhelmed. i could no longer just do well in class and study before exams and get good marks. i felt dumb. my grades didn't see a single improvement. i honestly gave up in the middle of it all and got sick of school. and at one point, it became less burn out & more clinging to the familiarity of not doing anything. i became lazy. and i became a hypocrite. i'd always tell myself, this time i'm gonna study, this time i'm gonna score well. well that 'this time' never came. 10th grade got even worse and i scored 73% in my board exams because i barely studied at all. at the same time, my relationship with my parents has constantly been unraveling. and i saw just how much of their 'pride' was dependent on me being the kid they could show off and smile widely when others replied 'wow she's going places'. my father can't hold a single conversation with me now that doesn't go back to me being a disappointment. and now i'm the kid who has to listen to her parents compare her to others. 'be like her, your friend', they say. halfway though 11th rn and i guess what?? still no fucking improvement. but the thing is i know this is the last straw. i can feel it. i got around 64% in my first tests (pa-1) of 11th. haven't gotten mid term results yet but i'm estimating just above 50%. and the thing is it's not that i can't score well. i know my potential all too well. i know i can score such high marks. but the problem is i don't study. if i just studied a couple hours every day, i can easily manage above 80%. with constant improvement i can manage above 90% again. but i don't. and that's ending right this instant. i'm not gonna turn into an academic weapon overnight or smth ik that. but i'm gonna start slowly but surely working hard. i have big dreams, i know i can achieve them if i just put in the effort. plans have been made, all i need to do is execute them. execute my laziness. i'm gonna get better. i'm gonna prove everyone who thinks i'm never gonna do it wrong, and i'm gonna prove myself right. this comeback will be for me, my inner child. the little kid in me deserves to not wind up a washed-out failure.

[ros3ybabe]

Daily Check-in: October 5th, 2023 + Life Update 🎀

I swear I always disappear for a few days, lurk around the tumblr app, and then decide to give a random update. I really need to work on my consistency lol.

Anywho, life has been soooo busy. I've ben packing and preparing for my trip out to see my boyfriend tomorrow, trying to catch up on homework so I'm not super busy while I am with him this weekend, working like crazy because money is a necessity, and just keeping up with the day to day grind.

So, here's a mini update from yesterday, and yes I am still going to try to update while I'm with my man as I will still be doing homework and studying Japanese and what not.

🩷 Academic Achievments Past Few Days -

completed and passed culinary quiz

Turned in my actual spending budget from Septmeber

Finished an investing assignment

Worked on the draft for a research paper literature review thing I have to write for my psychology class (finishing it today!)

presented my mid term presentation in my culinary class and got complimented by the professor/chef

submitted a lactation nutrition chart fie ym nutrition class

completed my pre lab and lab report for tomorrow's anatomy lab

completed quiz chapter 6 for my psychology class

completed practical assignment and module quiz for my fitness for health and sport class

I've been pretty busy with school work. I catch up on a weekly basis, but of course, then more homework is released, and I feel like I get thrown back to square one. College life, yay!

🩷 Personal Acheivements Past Few Days -

kept up with skincare routine

packed for trip

journaled a few times

went to the gym for the first time since February (just walked the treadmill but it's a start!)

kept up with medical appointments

did my laundry yesterday

kept up with my duolingo and busuu streaks

regained motivation for studying Japanese

I feel like I haven't done as much for myself personally but at the same time like I have? I am a bit upset with myself. I have a meeting with my Dietetian Mentor (#1) and in the last 3 weeks since we last spoke, I haven't done anything from what she had asked because I've been so busy. I've had 2 panic attacks, extreme exhaustion, and worked 3 doubles at my job since I last spoke to her. However, I am planning on working on some of her stuff this weekend while I'll have the time, so hopefully she isn't upset and can understand my position? She seems really nice so fingers crossed.

🩷 Academic ToDo For Today -

write up restaurant field trip report for culinary class

weekly meal writing for culinary class

complete my component one for my psychology class

take my lab exam one for anatomy

duolingo + busuu for Japanese

gather my necessary materials for completing the rest of my homework this weekend

🩷 Personal ToDo For Today -

put away clean laundry

wash sheets + pillowcases + towels

take out bedroom + bathroom trash

sweep bedroom really good

scrub toilet and wipe down counter + sink in bathroom

check in to the flight app to get my boarding pass for tomorrow

therapy

meet with RD Mentor #1

morning journal

skincare morning + night

redye the pink in my hair

finish packing tonight

a lot of things to do today to prepare for this weekend. but it will all be worth it once I get to see my boyfriend.

thats all for today!

til next time lovelies 🩷

[jaybleu25]

My Heart Hears You (Part 1)

Another HS Bros related story!! Again, if you want to know more about my AU and such, you can check out my channel or send me asks! I'll be happy to respond!

------------------------------------------------------------------------------Time: HS Years; Bros are in 9th, Bowser is in 10th. Setting: Bowser's Castle. Work room. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------

... The previous night was a rough one. Not just for Luigi, but for Bowser as well. Due to Bowser's low grades during his freshman year of high school for his science class, he had to be held back in terms of his science classes. Unfortunately, this meant that he ended up having to share a class with Luigi. Mario was there too though, which made the class not as boring. However, things got worse once it was revealed there would be a group project as the final exam grade. While Bowser hoped to get Mario, he mainly was hoping to just get anyone but Luigi. And yet, his wish did not come true. Luigi and Bowser were stuck together. While Bowser found it annoying, Luigi found it terrifying. Not only did that mean Luigi had to spend more time around Bowser, his main tormentor, but he also knew Bowser would likely do none of the work. Luigi would have to do it all, like always. It wasn't anything new to Luigi, however. During his time at high school so far, whenever he's had to do something group related, he'd always end up doing all the work (unless, of course, Mario was in his group; then they'd share). The only thing Luigi was worried about now was the fact that Bowser would likely pressure him more during it. That ended up being the case. The day before the group project was due, Bowser 'kindly' requested for Luigi to come to his castle. This was so they could finish the group project, and also so they'd be left alone, away from Mario and Princess Peach. That way, Bowser could do what he wanted without being caught. As Luigi had predicted, Bowser made Luigi do everything himself. The group project topic was essentially up to the group. The group had to pick a random topic, and they had to teach the class about it. Luigi decided to pick the topic of brine lakes; the idea of certain water being underwater intrigued him. Bowser was not as impressed. He didn't really like water that much. He felt it was too cold. During the time spent at Bowser's castle, Luigi did the best he could to work on the 'group' project. All while Bowser continued to pressure him. The main things Luigi was working on were both the trifold board, as well as on what he and Bowser would say during the presentation. Essentially, he had to come up with not only an entire essay, but he also had to work on the design of the trifold board that would somehow visually represent brine lakes. Luigi tried to make the trifold board have not too much information that would be boring to look at, but he also did his best to make it look somewhat visually pleasing. Unfortunately, Luigi was not the best at art. Mario was more skilled in that department. What he lacked in art however, he made up for with his essay. He had such a way with words. Unfortunately for Luigi, he had a disruptive partner. A partner who also kept asking every 30 minutes if he was 'done yet'. Additionally, this partner continued to get more and more bored. "Are you done yet?" Bowser asked, annoyed. "I'm s-still finishing up the essay..." Luigi responded. "Ugh, do we really have to do that whole thing?" Bowser groaned. We? "I mean, it's water underneath water," said Bowser. "What's so interesting about that? It's just there." "W-Well, actually, the brine contains high concentrations of hydrogen sulfide and--" "Ughh, who cares??" Bowser groaned even more. "Why is that important??" "Because they're toxic to marine animals due to their high salinity and anoxic properties," Luigi answered. "In English," Bowser asked. Luigi would take a deep breath. "If you touch it, it gives you a toxic shock, and could possibly kill you." Bowser would go silent. "...Woah," muttered Bowser, taken aback. "Water can do that?" Luigi would nod. While the topic of brine lakes did intrigue him, the main reason he actually wanted to do a presentation on it was to warn people. They could be dangerous. "Well, i-if the pressure from being so low down in the water doesn't, then...y-yeah," Luigi responded timidly.

-To be continued...-

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Part 1: You're already here!

Part 1.5: https://www.tumblr.com/jaybleu25/746341378314944512/my-heart-hears-you-part-15

Part 2: https://www.tumblr.com/jaybleu25/746500897895514112/my-heart-hears-you-part-2?source=share

Part 3: https://www.tumblr.com/jaybleu25/746506353298767872/my-heart-hears-you-part-3

Part 4: https://www.tumblr.com/jaybleu25/746920665451495424/my-heart-hears-you-part-4

Part 5: https://www.tumblr.com/jaybleu25/746921486930034688/my-heart-hears-you-part-5

Part 6: https://www.tumblr.com/jaybleu25/746923474412568576/my-heart-hears-you-part-6

Part 7: https://www.tumblr.com/jaybleu25/746924406863020032/my-heart-hears-you-part-7

Part 8: https://www.tumblr.com/jaybleu25/747120181983281152/my-heart-hears-you-part-8

Part 9: https://www.tumblr.com/jaybleu25/747121034850975744/my-heart-hears-you-part-9

Part 10: https://www.tumblr.com/jaybleu25/747121820844556288/my-heart-hears-you-part-10

Part 11 (END): https://www.tumblr.com/jaybleu25/747122379621269504/my-heart-hears-you-part-11

[onkort]

12/04/24 (9pm)

today i did a lot of reflecting. i’m finally coming to terms with it’s okay to receive a label. that doesn’t mean i am my label. and getting the help i need is okay.

i looked back at points of my recent relationship and thought about the reason as to why i did some things & why i acted the way i did sometimes. i spoke with my therapist and was brutally honest with myself & her for how things are looking right now. i told her i wished i had gotten help a lot sooner then i went & that i wasn’t so stubborn. due to the nature of my mindset right now, our next meeting wasn’t optional. she made yet another appointment with me until the psychiatrist & my future treatment team are fully on board with my case. some of the things she had said to me really came off like a very much needed sign. for example she recommended me the crest program right in the area i live & i expressed to her why that probably wasn’t the most amazing idea. i told her who i was looking into & even though she doesn’t know im a universe kind of girly she said to me

“if you are going to take any sign to get help, let it be the fact i’m looking at the same place you’re looking at”

while looking back at my recent relationship, i realized how lucky i was to once be loved. i realized how beautiful little things in life are. the small moments. i always felt they were the ones that meant the most for me. moments like these are the ones that will keep inspiring me to do more. i know what type of person i want to be. i know for a fact i want to love myself and be my biggest supporter. if i don’t get it together, how can i expect to ever accept anyone to love or care for me?

i thought about the next steps on how to change things. i don’t want to overly distract myself because when im alone it will hurt more then ever. so i do a little bit at a time. i more i let it in, the better i learn to cope. ive even been journaling these last few days very consistently.

i’ve been going through whirls of emotions, some being “why didn’t i do this better”, “i don’t understand what’s wrong with me”, “how can i take steps to improve my mindset about __” or even “how can i take steps to improve myself overall”.

these last few days i’ve been experiencing a lot of emotional growth, pain & even some somatic symptoms, but i also feel lighter with knowing that i can possibly make it through. and if the universe loves me, she won’t hold my hand through it, but she will give me everything i want & more one day.

on a mini side note: i can also say, not being the #1 bestie boo on snapchat anymore made me sulk a little bit. i have ten days left of the semester and until then i just have to suck it up and absolutely kill these exams. then i can cry about it XD !!