common habits

How to Practice Effectively

Mastering any physical skill, be it performing a pirouette, playing an instrument, or throwing a baseball, takes practice. Practice is the repetition of an action with the goal of improvement, and it helps us perform with more ease, speed, and confidence. 

There are many theories that attempt to quantify the number of hours, days, and even years of practice that it takes to master a skill. While we don’t yet have a magic number, we do know that mastery isn’t simply about the amount of hours of practice. It’s also the quality and effectiveness of that practice. Effective practice is consistent, intensely focused, and targets content or weaknesses that lie at the edge of one’s current abilities. So if effective practice is the key, how can we get the most out of our practice time? 

Below are 4 tips for practicing better for just about anything!

1. Focus on the task at hand. Minimize potential distractions by turning off the computer or TV and putting your cell phone on airplane mode. In one study, researchers observed 260 students studying. On average, those students were able to stay on task for only six minutes at a time. Laptops, smartphones, and particularly Facebook were the root of most distractions. 

2. Start out slowly or in slow-motion. Coordination is built with repetitions, whether correct or incorrect. If you gradually increase the speed of the quality repetitons, you have a better chance of doing them correctly. 

3. Next, frequent repetitions with allotted breaks are common practice habits of elite performers. Studies have shown that many top athletes, musicians, and dancers spend 50-60 hours per week on activities related to their craft. Many divide their time used for effective practice into multiple daily practice sessions of limited duration. 

4. Finally, practice in your brain in vivid detail. It’s a bit surprising, but a number of studies suggest that once a physical motion has been established, it can be reinforced just by imagining it. In one study, 144 basketball players were divided into two groups. Group A physically practiced one-handed free throws while Group B only mentally practiced them. When they were tested at the end of the two week experiment, the intermediate and experienced players in both groups had improved by nearly the same amount. 

As scientists get closer to unraveling the secrets of our brains, our understanding of effective practice will only improve. In the meantime, effective practice is the best way we have of pushing our individual limits, achieving new heights, and maximizing our potential.

From the TED-Ed Lesson How to practice effectively…for just about anything - Annie Bosler and Don Greene

Animation by Martina Meštrović


The Bloody Red Baron’s traumatic brain injury,

 The issue of head trauma and brain injury has been in the spotlight a lot lately, especially when it comes to sports and athletic injury, as well as auto accidents, job accidents, and of course, soldiers returning home from war.  Perhaps one recently recognized case of traumatic brain injury in history is Manfred von Richthofen, also known as the “Red Baron”.  One of the greatest combat fighter pilots of all time, the German ace helped form the foundation of aerial dogfighting.  He wasn’t the most skilled pilot, but he utilized tactics which made him the most dangerous airman of World War I, earning him 80 kills, making him the highest scoring and most decorated pilot of the war. Richthofen’s incredible success was mostly due to his strict adherence to a set rules governing dogfighting called the “Boelcke Dictums”, written by German flying ace Oswald Boelcke.  Today the Boelcke Dictums are holy gospel among fighter pilots, still taught to trainees in air forces around the world.

On July 6th, 1917, Richthofen suffered a gunshot wound to the head, damaging the frontal lobe of his brain.  Amazingly, the wound didn’t kill him, and he was able to land in friendly territory. He had to undergo several operations to remove bone fragments from his damaged brain, and was temporarily blinded and paralyzed. Amazingly, Richthofen made a quick comeback, spending only three months convalescing and healing, attempting to return to active duty in August but finally returning to the air on October 23rd.

Richthofen wasn’t the same after his head injury, and modern medical professionals  have looked over his case and determined that he could have suffered from a serious traumatic brain injury. He become disinhibited and compulsive, often making snap judgments and irrational decisions.  He also had less control over his emotions, becoming moody and depressed.  In his journals, his writing became more simplistic, disorganized, and nonsensical.  In the air, he became more and more reckless, taking more dangerous risks and ignoring the Boelcke Dictums which he had rigidly adhered to before.  It is was quite clear that Richthofen was suffering from head trauma (and perhaps battle fatigue) resulting in decreased cognitive ability. It is a good possibility that the Bloody Red Baron had lost his edge due to his injury.

On April 21st, 1918 Richthofen broke formation with his squadron to chase an Allied plane.  Flying mere hundreds of feet above the ground, Richthofen pursued the fighter deep into enemy territory, totally oblivious of enemy fighters diving on his six and a mass of anti aircraft fire rising from the ground.  Neurologists call this “target fixation”, a habit common among those suffering brain injuries where a person will fixate on a particular object or thing while losing awareness of his or her surroundings.   Richthofen sustained a mortal gunshot wound to the chest, going down and crashing.  He was buried with honors by British forces.  Today, most medical and military experts agree that the Red Baron would have never been allowed to fly again in any modern air force.


The reason why Han is flabbergasted and sheepish upon learning that Luke and Leia are twins isn’t that he didn’t realize how alike they were.

It’s because he HAD noticed the similarities between them, and yet he never put the pieces together.

When he first took note that their smiles were remarkably similar, he shrugged it off as nothing more than a coincidence.

When he realized that Luke and Leia rolled their eyes the exact same way–got the same incredulous looks on their faces–when they thought he was being particularly stubborn, he’d assumed the princess was rubbing off on the kid.

One night at the holochess table, eating the dinner he and Chewie had cooked, he’d been perturbed when not one but BOTH of them had asked for honey to dip the food in–kriffing weird, in his opinion, but he’d never exactly been privy to the eating habits of people who didn’t live off spacer rations and cantina food and spicy Corellian dishes (hell, as a kid he’d practically been starving everyday), so he figured it must’ve been a common habit in other parts of the galaxy (it wasn’t).

Their shared idealistic fervor was another thing–he swore it was always him against them for some reason or another–always the two of them with their “do the right thing, save the galaxy” zeal, but hey, wasn’t every nut job rebel like that? Except they both got the same fire in their eyes, spoke in the same tone of voice… he figured he must’ve been imagining it.

There was the time there’d been that party on base–the celebration of a successfully executed air strike that had saved a planet from imperial military occupation, and there’d been music and dancing. Han wasn’t dancing, of course–wasn’t really his thing, and the one person he’d wanted to dance with wouldn’t have agreed to it, he was sure. And, point proven for him, Luke and Leia were hanging back with him, against the wall, and their body language had been goddamn identical when they hesitated, awkward, when he asked why they weren’t joining in the revelry… osmosis, or whatever, he’d subconsciously assumed. They’d all been spending so much time together by that point, that of course they were all kinda starting to act the same….

That grimace they both had–the way they winced and yet tried to be subtle about it that time he’d busted his hand–barely perceptible set of the mouth exactly alike. Their eyes–different colors–but somehow expressive in a way that he’d always identified as the same, if on a subconscious level. He guessed he always attributed it to the fact that they were both compassionate, both intelligent, both so good and so perceptive and so–hell, he didn’t want to call Luke “worldly” for fuck’s sake, but something in his eyes was–something in both their eyes was, and on some level of his awareness he knew that something in them was the same, and it shone out through their eyes.

Hell, they even had the same kriffing BIRTHDAY, and he knew it, and how in the hells hadn’t that ever clicked to any of them?

And then there were the things that weren’t similarities, but just–cohesion. The way they just seemed to click with each other in a way he’d initially been jealous of. Like there was some force always drawing them together, like they were always thinking of each other without even realizing it.

Once he knows, he thinks back at all the times it was staring him in the face, so obvious to all of them after the fact. Even the physical things that had gone unnoticed–subtle stuff in their bone structure, in the way they held themselves. He’d walk into the cockpit, and they’d share some devilish, mischievous grin, and he’d be shaking his head–

Twins, he’d huff, awed and yet unsurprised, how the hell’d I not realize they’re twins?

Commonly Forgotten World-Building Questions

- What or where serves as a bathroom?
- What are common hygiene habits?
- What are common medical practices or beliefs?
- What is the type of government?
- If it’s a monarchy, what are the workings of it? Does the ruler have a counsel or constitution to prevent the ruler from having absolute power?
- What common foods are eaten?

Not many, but a few. Hope they help! - @authors-haven


Jinyoung X Reader

Fluffy ~ Maybe Angsty


Super fab Anon That Gives Me All The Love Asked: Hiiiiiii the bad english speaker here again… OMGGGGG The Jaebum oneshot… im in love with it… and i have another request… can you do a Jinyoung one now?… where his s/o gets really angry with him cause his savage(? But he do his best to apologise… hope you can understand the idea… ALL THE LOVE💜


Originally posted by u-me-xist

 You stood in front of your boyfriend, shocked at what he’d just said, tears threatening to fall onto your cheeks. You knew he joked around all the time but this joke went too far. He insulted one of your biggest insecurities.

 You tried to ignore the stinging of your eyes as you left out an agitated sigh before rolling your eyes. Jinyoung saw your actions and realized what he’d done, regret pooling over him. “Babe, I’m so-”

 “Yeah I know. You’re sorry.” You interrupted him out of annoyance. You spun around to walk away but he was too quick and took ahold of your hand. He looked at you with sorrow in his eyes, pleading for you to stay. 

 Of course you knew he didn’t mean what he had said but that doesn’t make it stop hurting. You removed yourself from his grasp and left the room, going out into the living area to be met with a few other members of Got7.

 “Hey ____. Where’s Jinyoung-ah?” Youngjae asked innocently, not knowing what happened.

 “In his room.” You answered simply as you didn’t want to get into it. You started to play with the black hair tie that was around your wrist, this being a common nervous habit of yours.

 “Oh.” He breathed out, understanding something had happened. “Well, I was just about to take Coco for a walk, do you want to come with us?”

 You gave him a thankful smile, “Sure.” You said. Youngjae hated seeing you upset, especially with one of his best friends so he’d try to distract you.

 By the time Jinyoung left his quiet room, you were already gone. His eyes scanned the dorm, looking for you. “Where is she?” He asked aloud for anyone to answer.

 “Her and Youngjae took Coco for a walk.” Mark uttered, focusing on the television.

 “Did you two fight?” Bambam blurted. “I don’t want to be nosey-”

 “Then don’t be.” Jinyoung snapped, grabbing his shoes and heading out the door. He felt extremely bad for what he said and he knows he shouldn’t have even thought about joking like that but he couldn’t rewind the clock and take it back. He can only apologize.

 As you and Youngjae stroll down the walkway, he looks over at you. He can see that you’re in a different place, maybe not physically but mentally. You were trapped inside your mind, having no choice but to keep replaying Jinyoung’s words, only being able to escape when you hear Youngjae’s laugh. 

 You looked over to your friend and smiled as he continued to giggle. “What?” You ask curiously.

 “Look at Coco.” He said, not being able to stop his laughs as you turn your head to see the small dog chasing a butterfly. She would try to jump to catch it but always failed, it was as if the butterfly was teasing the pup.

 You began to giggle while you watched the two, shaking your head at the dog. Youngjae looked over to you when he heard your soft noises. “____?” He muttered. “What happened?”

 You take a deep breath after your gaze meets his. “I don’t Youngjae, it’s probably something stupid.”

 “No.” You jumped at the familiar voice. “It’s not stupid.” Jinyoung breathed out, you could tell he ran here. “____, listen. I know you’re pissed at me and you should be, I was being an ass. I am an ass, but I love you. I love every part of you, even the parts you hate about yourself. I never should have said what I did and I’m aware that my jokes can be rude sometimes and I’m so so so sorry for that.”

 You and Youngjae both just stared at the person in front of you before exchanging glances and looking back to Jinyoung. You weren’t sure how to react but you knew you wanted to hug him, so you did.

 Jinyoung tensed up for a second before relaxing into the hug and grasping onto your body. He rested his head on your shoulder, feeling relieved. You smiled before whispering, “If you ever say shit like that again, I’ll murder you.”

 He let out a breathy laugh but never let go. “If I say anything like that again, I deserve to be murdered.” 

 “Glad you agreed.” You smiled and kissed his cheek.

 You both turned to youngjae when you heard a small squeal. “You guy are so cute.”

 You all started laughing while Jinyoung pulled you closer to his torso, placing a small kiss on top of your head. “When we get back I should probably apologize to Bam too~” He admitted.

 You and youngjae sigh, “What did you do?” You said in unison as small laughs escaped your mouths. 

Jinyoung always found a way to make things up to you, he loved you too much to be stubborn. It hurt him to be away during tours so if you avoided him out of anger while he was home, he’d do anything and everything for you to forgive him. Words could describe his affection towards you.

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Hancock & Sole interactions/relationship

We know that Hancock is a man about the town.  He’s had several relationships in various forms but I don’t think he’s ever had a ‘meaningful’ relationship. 

By this I mean that Sole is probably the first person he’s ever truly loved romantically.

Sure he’s probably had his first crush and infatuations with people but given the type of person Hancock is I imagine these have all ended more or less the same way;

- He’s gotten bored.  

In his youth he says himself that he’d “go on these wild tears.”  Not just chems in my mind but drink, gambling, wild parties, one night stands & sometimes keeping a lover around for a week or two at most. 

I think he’d be too busy exploring life and trying to find any point to living to be able to settle down with any one person in his ‘human’ years. 

As he’s gotten older and especially after he’d risen to power in Goodneighbor he could no longer rely on his good looks but he still had a lot to offer;  A smooth tongue, wealth and influence. 

At this point I can also see a pattern arising in that people would want to be with him selfishly.  They’d be the luxury seeking or power hungry socialites hoping to gain benefits from being with the mayor. 

‘If you love me you’ll do this for me,’ types were probably a sad reality for him.

I say this because he has the line “You want me to take the emotion out of a relationship? I’ve never been the one not doing the askin’ before..” Leaving us in no doubt that he’s broken up with people who’ve gotten too attached to him before now.

Looking at Sole this is someone with pre-war values and who is completely unprepared for life in the Commonwealth.

Survival mode gives us a bit of insight to what life would be like in a ‘real world’ in that we can get ill, poisoned, negative effects from not sleeping or eating properly etc. 

Ignoring the given backgrounds for Nate and Nora even if our oc/sole survivor was based on Bear Grylls they are still utterly and completely unprepared for this new post-apocalyptic world. 

Radiation pollutes everything. Deathclaws, Super Mutants and Feral Ghouls litter the dead landscape and the only recognizable crops are corn and carrots.

My first thought upon leaving the vault in my very first play through was ‘what is this bloodleaf I just found and is it poisonous?’  

An average person that had a Mr Handy robot to cook & clean for them has little chance out there.

“Are you kidding me?  You looked like you’d fallen out of the Vault that day.  I thought I’d see you picking your teeth out of the gutter by sun up.”  

Hancock wasn’t kidding either.  This lost and bewildered little lamb walked into Goodneighbor and he immediately steps in to try and give us a break and a head-start in his town because at first glance he knows sole doesn’t have a foggy clue how politics work, gangs work and later on he expresses genuine surprise that sole can even hold their own in a battle. 

- “Never thought you’d be such a scrapper.”

But through all of this, sole has a genuinely good heart and wants to help people.  I think he is increasingly drawn to this aspect and all the while his respect grows for them as they overcome the brutal chaos the Commonwealth throws at them.

Travelling together I think these two would lapse into an easy relationship.  Hancock tells us in his affinity talks what he gains from their relationship (friendship or romanced) but there is a lot he has to offer sole that he probably doesn’t see since he’ll take it for granted. 

Things like basic survival skills that every child learns as common knowledge those days; 

‘Don’t eat that.’

‘Keep warm at night by doing this.’

‘This will make good shelter - that looks like it would be good for shelter but don’t go there because it’s layout means it’s likely to be full of ferals/molerats.’

‘This is how you start a fire.’

‘This is how you read your surroundings because x, y & z are the most common habits of the dangerous folk out here.’

‘That’s how you get yourself killed.’ 

These are things that literally everyone who has ever left the settlement they were born in has had to learn in order to survive.  But Sole has never needed to survive like this before.  All of this knowledge is new to them. 

Hancock would earn a place of friend, confident and teacher without even knowing how crucial his passing comments and thoughtless lessons are to Sole.

He would become that firm pillar of safety and security that sole needed in their life at that point and because giving these little lessons or doing these common place chores is so effortless and normal to him it would feel like Sole asks for nothing from him.

This would be an unexpected and pleasant change to a life where everyone has only ever wanted him for caps or to be able to run to him to ‘take care’ of someone that’s causing them trouble. 

- “Nice to not be the only muscle for a change.”

 And I think for Hancock a step back from the party and social life to settle into a more domestic pattern would indeed bring him that peace and purpose he’d be hoping and looking for.    

Suddenly he doesn’t have 100 voices from every angle complaining, bickering and asking/demanding that he sort out their petty differences.  

Instead he sits at an open fire cooking a stew he learned to make at his mother’s knee for this absolute novice because they can’t even tell what herbs will kill them.     

Suddenly he isn’t drinking with a group that called him over because he has to keep up appearances or get in with the right crowd.

Instead he’s inhaling some jet on his own terms listening to his companion tell him what the star constellations back in their time where in comparison to the ones he has learned from his father to use as navigation on a cold night.

All the while they are still helping people and making their mark on the world.  

“Suddenly things just feel.. ‘right’.”  

I think this one of the most interesting relationships in the game but Hancock, unfortunately, seems to be one of the more overlooked characters (in-game) in my opinion. 

I say this because his affinity talks are on the same level as most of the others for backstory and character exploration but he is one of the few characters who doesn’t have a personal quest.

I think there are lot of skeletons in his closet (will explore this in another post) but for the most part I think he is a perfect companion for Sole at this time of their life. 

ur-favorite-pincushion  asked:

I'll be at work at 6pm, so I can't ask then :'( I'd actually be really interested seeing more things abut Shino Aburame. I also enjoy Ibiki Morino (don't judge me too hard plz.) For Shino I'd like to hear your take on what it would be like to have sex as a member of the Aburame clan. Their bodies aren't only theirs, so I've always wondered. Also, Shino is my waifu5ever <3 As for Ibiki, I feel like he'd be into S&M. Especially as the head of torture and interrogation. So... Sub vs. Dom Ibiki?

Yeeeeeah baby! First request and I hope I didn’ disappoint. Sorry you had to be my first, @ur-favorite-pincushion, but I had to pop the cherry somehow. Put a lot of thought into this one cuz I didn’ know if ya wanted a generalization of the clan itself or just some Shino headcanons. There ain’t enough love for this bug boy, I can tell ya that right now. Ibiki, what a man what a man, was another challenge cuz I got conflicted on it. I don’t see him just being satisfied with *just* S&M, so I went a bit deeper. Still, had fun, and the first time is always the hardest, right? Feedback is always appreciated! Hope you like it! <3

Shino NSFW and Ibiki BDSM Headcanons

Originally posted by temariiz


• If you’re inquiring whether or not the bugs stay in his body or not, then don’t worry, they do. Unless that’s your thing in which case you may make Shino lose whatever erection he had just so he can tell you the common mating habits of his bugs. You might even forget that they’re in there just, chillin’. So, basically, just don’t mention the bugs until after the hard love-making session just to avoid the risk of killing the vibe and getting a nude entomology lesson. It’s not as sexy as it sounds.

• A lot of the time it is you initiating sex. It takes work to seduce bug-boy but dang, is it worth it. Your first plan of attack should be wearing clothes with a softer, smooth texture to them like silk. Loves the smoothness. Wearing earthy colors and even just wearing comfortable clothes that show off some leg will get his attention. You know you have it when you walk by him and his head follows you. Another, more recent discovery, is perfume. Floral scents. That gets him buzzing. Nothing overbearing, but light and flowery leaves him shook. Walk to the bedroom and he’ll be bound to follow you.

• In accordance to scent, different perfumes will garner different reactions. Some make him more ‘affectionate’, like holding your hand or kissing just under your ear when in private. All in private of course. Others tend to make him heady and maybe a little handsy. It, at this point, shouldn’t come as a surprise that he enjoys the smell of sex. The muskiness of it just relaxes him after the act. Just be careful with the perfume thing, otherwise he’ll be picking your shampoo so you can smell like a damn meadow. Your original shampoo and conditioner will conveniently be replaced with whatever he chose.

Originally posted by blackspringwhite


• First, you have to build up to this point in your sex life before he even considers it. He plays games with you already in bed that leaves you aching and trembling without the whole (BD)SM factor built in. It’s the little things, y'know? For instance, teasing and edging, and if you are up for it, sensation play. Anything that gets you riled up and begging is fun for him. Hell, you getting pissed is almost downright hilarious for him, not that you’d be able to tell from his stony face. Slowly, ever so slowly, you’ll both work up to a point where he sits you down across from him and it honestly feels like you are being interrogated.

• Deadass serious, he’ll ask if you wanted to try some venturing into BDSM territory, and if you’re eager and enthusiastic, he will look a little softer before his face hardens again. Now, you may wonder why the hell he’s not whipping you the next session of sex and only bringing handcuffs, Ibiki will scoff. Tells you it’s something you build up. After that new round of sex and some aftercare, he tells you he made an appointment to bring you to a seminar that helps teach beginners. Listen, BDSM is psychologically a hard, fun thing to do and it has to be done right down to the flogs. Ibiki is a sadist, but he won’t push beyond what you want to try. There is a HUGE difference between a doeskin flog and a latigo flog, so seminars will help you understand that this isn’t something you can just nose dive into. He will emphasize multiple safewords and gestures, and scenes will always be discussed before and after the act. There’s no spontaneous s&m scenes, Ibiki doesn’t believe in those. He also doesn’t care for being called ‘Sir’ or ‘Master’ or 'Mister’. Calling him by his name is just as fine

• Aftercare is super important, and he’ll ask (interrogate) you on how you’re feeling, what you want to drink, how good you were, etc. He’s thorough in cleaning you up, and it’s one of the rarer times he’ll let you snuggle up on him.

• Psychologically speaking, Ibiki isn’t always comfortable with mixing his work and home life. Preferably he’d rather keep the two seperate, so you’ll have to learn that he isn’t always in the best headspace to be doing any type of super kinky stuff in the bedroom. He knows himself very well in the fact that if he’s not in the right head space he won’t be tying you up. If you insist, he’ll scowl at you and retire to bed. So, don’t push him.

anonymous asked:

can you please do an rfa+v and saeran where MC falls asleep bc of too much stress and schoolworks


  • this boy knows all about the pain of staying up b/c of stress and school
  • when he finds you asleep at your desk, supposedly studying, he’d probably fuss over how you’d catch a cold like that and wrap you in a blanket (such a sweetie)
  • although after you wake up is a different story
  • “you have to sleep at normal hours okay? Promise me!” hypocrite af
  • altho if you’re really stressed, he’ll probably offer to give you a hand/tutor you in subjects you need help with most
  • he was a top student in high school after all


  • when he first finds you, he thought you were dying or smthing
  • “BABE!” he shrieks as he shakes you awake
  • takes him a while to understand why you weren’t sleeping well at night, since he wasn’t stressed studying-wise at school
  • when he does though, you can be sure he’ll give you sooo much love and affection
  • refuses to go to bed without you, and often has to drag you away from studying to go to bed
  • if you can’t sleep he’d probably sing lullabies until you did aw


  • you thought yoosung was bad?
  • welcome to c o n s t a n t  l e c t u r e s
  • by yours truly, Jaehee Kang!
  • any time she catches you even closing your eyes for too long…
  • “MC! Did you sleep properly last night?”
  • probably schedules regular naps for you to ensure you’re getting the full amount of sleep
  • although if you were actually asleep, she wouldn’t wake you up, she’d just let you rest for a bit


  • he’d thought it was weird when he came home and seen you sleeping at a desk, altho he just classed it as ‘weird commoner habits’ that he didn’t yet know about
  • but after he witnesses this happening a few times, he starts to get worried and thinks you’re really ill
  • “does my angel have insomnia?”
  • he had no problems with school/schoolwork when he was in education so he didn’t realise it’d really be a problem for you ?
  • you’d probably have to point it out to him before he realises
  • but by then he’s ready to get a doctor or smthing because you haven’t been sleeping well


  • tbh because of his crappy sleeping patterns, he probably falls asleep next to you
  • both of you would be sitting side by side, working away or with him helping you study, when you fall asleep
  • Saeyoung doesn’t have the heart to wake you up and just falls asleep himself, just so you won’t feel bad later
  • probably confronts you later and asks if you’d been sleeping well
  • if not, he’d probably set a time to go to bed at, and whine at you at the set time until you go to bed with him


  • “so y equals x plus two. do you get it now?” he mutters, staring down at the equation. he’d offered to tutor you in maths because you hadn’t understood the questions, but he hadn’t realised how embarrassing it would’ve been to teach.
  • he heard a snore and looked up. was his teaching methods really that boring?
  • he grew irritated when he realised you had fell asleep on him, but since he knew that you’d had a stressful day at school, he decided to just let you sleep, moving your textbooks away to ensure you slept comfortably
  • but in return for letting you sleep there, he’d probably drill maths equations into your head at a later time, and make you take him out for ice cream


  • poor angel baby was probably worried that he’d done something wrong when he’d first noticed you were stressed and sleeping a lot
  • listens to all your rants about school and tries to help you with homework and give you advice
  • he feels bad that you have to suffer all this stress & probably feels second-hand stress from it
  • constantly worrying about u and your sleeping patterns :(

Hihi! I guess this is my introductory post, since this is the first post I’ve done on this account since I’ve been added as admin. I’m Jo, and my blog is @agentsixzerosix ! I’m gonna try my best to answer headcanons/scenarios as much as possible, and to the standard Ki has them at <3 Sorry that I had to change one or two of the scenarios slightly because I was running out of ideas, and that the scenarios are a little on the short side. I hope my writing is okay, tho! <33

~ Jo

My (INFP) personal experiences with INFJs

I don’t know why everyone keeps repeating that myth about INFJs being the rarest type, because I know more INFJs than should exist according to that and I know other people who know their share of INFJs.

In my life, I have personally met/talked to 20 INFJs (and I’m pretty sure I forgot a couple).

I don’t think I have as much experience with any other type, and especially in the last month I had very close contact, since there were five INFJs living at the animal sanctuary that I volunteered in. So naturally, my Ne-Si doing what it does (observe and compare!), I feel the need to write down my observations and my personal reactions.:)

Important: This is ONLY about my personal experience and subjective perception/opinion. I’m not making any statements about INFJs in general, only about those that I’ve met. Note beforehand that a lot of this is me rubbing elbows with said INFJs, i.e. there’s a lot that I didn’t like about them. So don’t read if that bothers you. I’m not saying there’s anything wrong with INFJs or the INFJs I met, just that I had problems with them - I know that it’s my personal thing. I’m making this post in order to organise my reflections and share my experience, because I think it’s very interesting considering mbti functions. But again, this is only about how the INFJs I met used their functions and about their characters, so everything is individual and not general. Keep this in mind while reading! Thank you!:)

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anonymous asked:

What are the hosts' bad habits?

 Thank you so much for the request!! <3 I’m pumped for this let’s go!!!

  Tamaki has this annoying habit of tapping. Any surface, any time. If this boy isn’t jumping around like the hyperactive toddler we all know and love, he’s tapping. He taps his pens on the desks, drums his fingers on the desks when Kyoya takes away his pen, taps his toes on the floors, things like that. Kyoya, who sits next to him in class, despises this habit. He has considered breaking Tamaki’s fingers many times.

  As for the Shadow King himself, he has this habit of chewing on his pens. Kyoya’s tried to stop many times, but it’s an involuntary thing that happens when he concentrates. He has a separate set of pens that he uses at school and lends out. Very few people know of this habit because he thinks of it as ‘unseemly’. It’s his little guilty secret. The only reason Tamaki knows is because of how many times they’ve met up to to homework.

   Hikaru is always cracking his knuckles. ALWAYS. Kaoru hates the sound so much, but he just can’t help it. It’s gotten to the point to where if he doesn’t crack his knuckles on a regular basis, his joints get sore, so his brother understands the need to, but he still shudders every time. Hikaru likes to freak people out with it, cracking his wrist in the most ungodly manner, making people worried for his health, It’s fun for him.

  On the other hand, his brother has a more subtle habit. It’s not necessarily a bad habit, but it does distract him a lot. Kaoru counts his steps when he’s walking. His brother is the only one who knows he does it,  and they’ve been trying to figure out why for a while. It distracts him sometimes, but it usually just goes on in the back of his head. Weird, but it happens. When he loses count he freaks out.

  Honey has lots of little habits, for example, he talks to himself religiously, but the one that’s the most inconvenient is that he peels the skins off of all his fruit before eating them. Things like oranges, or bananas make sense, but even with his apples, or kiwis, the skin has to be removed or he just won’t eat them. He still prefers his sweets any day, but when he does eat fruit, it has to have no skin.

   A very common bad habit this time, but it plagues his life. Mori bites his nails. He doesn’t realize he’s doing it half the time, but he  definitely does. He does it all the time too, not just when he’s nervous.  It happens when he’s reading, when he’s bored, concentrating. Any time his fingers are near his face honestly. He made himself bleed once, and since then Honey has been trying to get him to stop. Recently he bought a horrible tasting clear nail polish. They’re hoping this one works, because even Mori is over it at this point.

  I hope you enjoyed this one!! It was fun to write~ 

Ashes~ <3 xoxo

The Friday Rundown 4-21-17

On the Docket for the Weekend

  • Cat. It’s this weekend. Tomorrow, in fact. Hopefully, the cat we scouted is still there, but I’ll be happy to adopt any shelter cat that needs me! If it goes according to plan we’ll be picking up an orange tabby. LOVE!
  • Grocery shopping is tonight, and I cannot wait. It’s time to meal prep my food again! Oh, glorious Gods! I thrive much better this way!
  • Gym. Two visits up for this weekend. Going to do a full leg day even though the lower half of my body wants to rebel. I’m the boss of my own ass, though.

The Successes

  • No sleep aids this whole past weekend and this week. One of the best parts of going to my sister’s house is I get so thoroughly exhausted that it tends to completely reset my circadian rhythm. I certainly try not to need any, but frequently I have to pop an OTC sleep aid one or two times a week to prevent episodic insomnia. We’re good here for now! 
  • I’m down from the sugar high. I tell you, the first few days after a holiday feast it’s like you get “crack itches” for more sugar. I’m sure many people do this, but I find a day or two of especially carb-lite meals does the trick. Then, I resume my more common eating habits and meal planning.

The Not as Successful

  • A wee bit inactive this week. Not terribly, been more concerned with sleeping and eating well but I’ve walked plenty. I only made it to the gym Tuesday and am about to head out after I post this for a little cardio. The week back is always tough and we still have the weekend.
  • Had two massive migraines over the Easter weekend. It was not the right time to have migraines so my mom, uh–shared some “premium” nausea drugs with me. I’m usually not into sharing people’s medicine but if my doctor is too stubborn to give me Zofran, then yeah. MOMMY!

I forgot my Fitbit charger, so it died. I used a friend’s to resume life on Monday. LOL.

anonymous asked:

Who fixes things around the house (and which one “fixes” things)

“Okay, seriously, you two–” Honda sighed as he craned his head out from under the kitchen sink. “Will you SWEAR to me you won’t do this again?”

Atem gave a flat-faced blink and - following an age old habit so common it might as well be called a tick - turned to his partner for input, leaning back in his stool in the process.

His double just shuffled from one foot to the other, though, scratching his elbow self-consciously as he stared at the tiles. “Yeah, we won’t… Sorry, Honda-kun. We swear, no more forgetting we have forks in the sink when we run the disposal.”

“Oh, I can handle THAT, Yuugi,” the brunette dismissed as he stood up, rubbing his hands with a rag… That he tossed wearily at the fourth man in the room, who jolted from his seat when the dirty cloth hit him. “People do that all of the time. Just don’t ask HIM to fix it if you do.”

“Well, excuse me for trying to help!!” Jounouchi snapped, tossing the rag right back as Yuugi tried to cut in with raised hands.

“Jounouchi-kun, it’s alright! We were just grateful you tried!”

“Yes,” Atem agreed, leaning forward on his elbows as he matched Yuugi’s smile. “And it’s fine, we were thinking about getting a new dishwasher anyways.”

“…how lucky…” Jounouchi grumbled back, giving Atem a flat look that just made the Egyptian blink, and turn to his partner again.

But he wouldn’t get any answers there- Yuugi was too busy sighing as he buried his face in his palm.

-was it something he said?


cx So uh, yes. Honda fixes things, Jou ‘fixes’ things.

….yes, this is the puzzleshipping answer.

Yuugi might give it a try with computers once he starts game making, but still. The boys know what they know, and what they don’t know.

And they know to call Honda.

miniminter one shot - i love you, but things are falling apart.

Simon joined me on the pavement. His long legs stretched out into the empty road. I focused on his shoes, knowing if I looked up at him I would break at the sight of his deep blue eyes lit only by the dim street lights above us. From the lack of movement felt beside me it was safe to assume he was doing the same.
Out of the corner of my eye I could see him playing with his fingers. This had been his method of avoidance since we were about six years old. Playing with his fingers had been such a common habit, something demonstrated when he was nervous or uncomfortable. Never had I anticipated a scenario in which the source of his discomfort was me.
Neither of us spoke, simply because we were both afraid to say it. Things just had not been working between us lately. I had known Simon for twenty years, and only three of them had been spent romantically. We started this relationship with so much hesitance. There had always been feelings there and I hoped there always would be, but we were both afraid of losing the friendship. Looking back, perhaps we were right to be. We had worked so damn well together. I really, genuinely thought maybe I would spend the rest of my life with Simon. But these days there is nothing but miscommunication and arguments. The relationship was becoming draining, tiring and self destructing. Our careers were both affected. That’s not what love is supposed to be like.

“(Y/N)..” Simon broke the silence but I cut him off.

“Please, Simon. Don’t say it. Please don’t say it.”

I felt him exhale next to me, his breath rattling as it escaped his lungs.

His voice was traced with sadness as he forced out his words.

“We need to talk about it eventually (Y/N).”

The lights in the house behind us were all lit. All six of the sidemen boys, the two Cals and some of the girlfriends were inside, watching from the living room window as heartbreak and not so happy endings unfolded in front of them. I pulled the sleeves of his jumper over my knuckles, focusing on the road in front of me.

“No Simon,” i mentally cursed as my voice cracked, alerting him of the weakness i held. “I don’t wanna talk about it.”

He listened intently as I carried on, just the way he had done since I was a child.

“I don’t wanna talk about it, ever. I will sit here until the sun comes up every single morning for the rest of my life until I have to if it means keeping this silence. I’ll sit here until you give in, and you leave.”

I closed my eyes, biting back tears.

“Although it feels like you left a long time ago.”

“(Y/N) please don’t act like this isn’t just as hard for me as it is for you.” His voice broke, shattering my heart with it. “You know I have always loved you. And I’m always going to. I haven’t left and I don’t ever want to.”

His voice was quiet, and shaky and in this very moment he was so vulnerable. I considered asking to keep the friendship, just so I could keep him around. But I knew this was a bad idea. If this was gonna end, it had to end altogether.

As if reading half my mind Simon cleared his throat before asking,

“What if we remained friends?”

I shut him down.

“No Simon, we can’t be friends. It has to be over completely.”

“But why? It doesn’t have to end like this.”

“Simon it does! Why can’t you see? We can’t be friends! I need you out of my life altogether it’s the only way I will ever have a chance at moving on!”

I felt him pull his own hoodie strings tighter, a method of hiding his face from me. Not that I had found the confidence to look up at it yet.

“I don’t want you to move on.”

“I don’t want to move on either. But I have to. Because if you aren’t mine anymore..”

my voice broke completely, tears i’d been fighting to hold back falling from my eyes like waterfalls.

"If you’re not mine then that gives you the freedom to be anyone else’s. And I can’t handle that. So many girls want you, and one day, you’ll want one of them just as much. And they’ll be round here everyday, wearing these fucking sidemen hoodies and laughing with Jj and appearing on every card in cards against humanity, and she’ll be the Mrs. Minter that I was never good enough to be.”

I heard whispering from inside the house. Simon sniffled, wiping his eyes.

“(Y/N) you’re the only girl that I want to become Mrs Minter! No one will ever fit as well into this sidemen scene as you have. No one will ever fit as well into my fucking life as you have.”

He tugged at my hand, begging me to look up at him now. I fought the urge, not wanting him to see how broken I was, not that this was a first time thing for Simon to see.

"Please (Y/N) I’ll be whatever you want to be, friend, boyfriend, husband, I don’t fucking care! Just please don’t leave me..”

He grabbed my cheeks, forcing me to stare deep into his bloodshot, tearstained eyes. I saw pain, and heartache and desperation. I knew I had to make a decision.

I forced my eyes shut before standing up and walking towards the door of the sidemen house.


Tears rolled down my face faster and faster, my throat physically aching at the heartbreak and despair in Simon’s voice. I opened the front door, feeling so embarassed and weak as I walked into the sidemen lounge, knowing everyone had heard every thing.

In the corner sat Callum and Sarah, with Josh and Freya. Callum held a worried look on his face as I entered the room. Sarah and Freya both had wet eyes, clearly upset by the state I was in. Even Jide had pulled his beanie lower onto his head, using it to wipe a stray tear falling from his cornea. I just wanted to be out of here. I wanted to leave, as soon as possible.

“Can somebody please take me home?”

My voice came out no higher than a whisper, laced with raw emotion. Everybody’s faces looked pained. Callum Airey stood up, picking up his keys.

“Yeah, I haven’t drank tonight I’ll drive you.”

He walked over to me, placing a hand on the small of my lower back as we prepared to leave the room when all of a sudden Simon entered the room. Under the lighting I could see his face clearer. His eyes were a harsh red pigment, tears still rolling down his cheeks.

“(Y/N) WAIT!”

Callum stood hesitantly, watching me to await my call on whether I wanted to proceed with the car journey. More tears fell from my face as I looked at Simon. I had never loved anybody this much before. So much that it physically pained me.

“Please, (Y/N) just hear me out. I need to give you something.”

Everybody watched intently. The tension could be cut with a knife, silence filling the room. The only audible sound was that of Sarah sobbing slightly into Cal’s hoodie.

Simon took my left hand, sliding something onto my fourth finger. It was a ring.

"Look. It’s my Grandma’s. Her engagement ring. She gave this to me after my Grandpa died, and I promised her I would only ever give it to a girl I was so sure I would love for the rest of my life. I’ve been meaning to give this to you but I wanted to wait until we figured things out.”

Sarah’s sobs became louder, along with Freya’s and even Jide’s.

“(Y/N) if you leave tonight then you might aswell take the ring anyway because there is not another female on this earth that lives up to my Grandma’s wishes. And that is because there is not another female that I will love for my whole life. I will never love anybody as much as I love you and I’m sure of that because I loved you before I even knew what that word meant. There will never be a Mrs. Minter to be wearing sidemen hoodies or be laughing with JJ because those roles are reserved for you.”

He took my left hand in his, holding it out in front of him.

“If you don’t take the ring then I’d probably end up fucking giving it to Jide. So please, (Y/N). Let us figure this out. And please. Please will you marry me?”

More silence filled the room as every boy sat on the edge of his seat. Through tear stained eyes I admired the ring placed onto my finger. I remembered seeing it on Simon’s grandma’s finger when we were younger. It was silver, and thick around the band. It fit perfectly. Almost as if it was a sign.


I watched as he inhaled, his face white as chalk.

“Yes. Yes, I will marry you.”


My now fiancé lifted me into the air, swinging me round and round, leaving kisses on any part of skin he could access. Sighs of relief were soon replaced with cheers and screams around the room as everybody enveloped in a hug.

“THANK FUCK FOR THAT!” JJ exclaimed, sprinting over, pulling us both into his arms.

No longer occupied with stopping Sarah’s sobbing Callum spoke out

“OI did anyone see how much JJ was crying? I thought he was about to pull out his snapchat fucking hell!”

JJ raised his middle finger.

“Hey, I was just upset I’m no longer a candidate for this beautiful fucking diamond ring.” He held up my left hand. Harry laughed from across the room.

“JJ, aren’t you a bit too young for the ring ting?”

anonymous asked:

Sugar Quills in New York

so, i’m not sure if this is a real snack too, but the name sugar quills really makes me think of those harry potter fictional snacks- so that’s what I’m going with. 

Burr is the heir to a very influential, very magically powerful family. He’s also the only surviving member as he is orphaned and then his grandparents die. He’s also a squib. Normally this would disinherit him, but there’s not really anyone left to do that (his shitty uncle tries but his relation ends up being too distant for him to have a real say).

Still, this puts a ton of pressure on Burr. He’s given special permission to go to whatever the prestigious magic school in north america is (i know there was a canon thing talked about a year or so ago but i’ve never got into post series HP  canon, sorry!) even though he doesn’t really have the magic to qualify. He does very well bc he’s very smart but it’s super alienating and full of reminders of what he can’t do and generally is not a great time for Burr. 

So, he buckles down and prodigy-s his way out of there super early, and uses that momentum to then go on to muggle school and then college so he can establish himself in the muggle world. He’s not completely out of the magical world, he has to pop in every so often to manage his family’s properties and such, but for the most part, the magical world has no idea where he goes or what he does. Which is not for a lack of trying, the orphan prodigy squib thing always meant that everyone was paying attention and waiting for him to fail at something. 

Burr ends up working as an editor (not v specific on what kind, this can be left open. Maybe he edits peoples books or news articles or something, idk much about the field). And one of his clients ends up being Hamilton. Hamilton is a very magically strong muggleborn who moved to New York for the magical schooling but refused to give up his love for writing (magical community being notorious for its lack of emphasis on math and english and non-magical history and such) and so he happily straddles the line between the two worlds- if it takes the muggle way to get his work to the public, that’s what he’ll go with!

Of course, as Burr meets with him, he sees that Hamilton uses quills to write many of his drafts, the versions that aren’t on the computer (which he also uses a lot for writing). His first thought is that Hamilton’s just a trendy guy who likes the old fashioned aesthetic- it’s not that weird to see. But then, Hamilton starts nibbling on the quill, clearly a common habit. Except he’s actually eating the quill and Burr suddenly realizes that specific type of quill is super familiar and he just blurts out “is that a sugar quill??” 

Sugar quills are only something that exists in the magical community. Burr realizes his mistake immediately and clams up. Hamilton is ecstatic because wow! someone who also operates in both worlds! holy shit! But as he tries to talk about it, Burr plays dumb again and again (increasingly less effective, but he won’t open up). Ham decides to start leaving little references to the magical world in his work. Burr edits all of them out of course, it’s his job. But it means he has to see it. Ham always writes these with his sugar quills. It escalates until Burr has to acknowledge it. 

Ham eventually convinces Burr to meet his friends- John is not quite a squib, but someone who similarly came from a powerful family and has weak magic and was considered a disappointment. Laf came from a powerful family and actually has all the magical power to match. Herc is a halfblood and pretty average at magic but holy shit is he good at applying it to clothing. THrough meeting them, Burr is recognized, and that’s how Ham figures out Burr’s background. They work their way into a relationship after this. At least once, Ham offers Burr a sugar quill.

anonymous asked:

can you explain the differences in the accents around korea?

The National Institute of Korean Language decreed that the Seoul “dialect" is how modern Korean should be spoken. Hence the Seoul accent is considered the standardised Korean dialect (표준어). Yet like any country, and with any language, you will come across many different dialects.

Gyeongsang: The people of the Gyeongsang Province, which includes cities like 부산, 대구, 마산, 포항, 경주 etc, speak 경상도 사투리, which is considered one of the harsher dialects.

There are quite a few notable differences between standardised Korean and the Gyeongsang dialect, but I will only list a few of significance. For example, 경상도 speakers are often unable to pronounce ㅆ when it appears at the beginning of a word, such as 쌀 (rice) and so it will often be pronounced 살.

Speakers of this dialect also miss the vowel sound for “ㅡ” which has a “eu” sound, and will instead replace it with “ㅓ” and pronounce it with an “oe” sound. This means words such as 음악 “music” will be pronounced like 엄악.

Gyeongsang dialect also has difficulty with compact vowels, such as ㅘ or ㅢ, which means that it is common for the first vowel of a compact vowel to be dropped. So words like 사과 “apple” is pronounced like 사가, and 의사 “doctor” is pronounced like 이사.

Chungcheong: Chungcheong is quite close to Seoul, so there are very few notable differences between Chungcheong and standardised Korean. The biggest difference between the two, is that people of Chungcheong have the tendency to speak really slowly. Alongside this, it is also very common for speakers to replace ㅗ with ㅜ, and ㅛ with ㅠ, especially with verb conjugations. For example, instead of saying 하세요, it might be very common to hear 하세유, or even the shortened form 하슈.

Gangwon: Gangwon is a large province, bisected by the high Taebaek mountain range, so historically, very few people lived in the area. The Western part of Gangwon has no physical barrier between itself and Seoul, so for the most part, no significant dialect was developed. However, on the Eastern coast, Gangwon did develop a few unique dialect differences. The most notable being a speaker’s tendency to use tones to distinguish the meaning of homo-phonic words. This dialect also has quite a few words that are very unusual.

Jeolla: Jeolla has its very own and very distinctive dialect. Jeolla’s dialect is also slower than Seoul’s, but much faster than Chungcheong speakers, and it also contains frequent ups and downs in sound. The most distinctive part of Jeolla is the vowel conjugations, since it is a very common characteristic to end sentences with 잉. Similarly, the ending ~요 is replaced with ~이라 or ~어라, and the vowel conjugation ~데 is changed to ~디 in this dialect.

It is also very common to add extra ㅅ and ㅂ in within certain words, like how the word 더워 (hot) is pronounced 덥어. It is also common for ㅏ and ㅓ to be pronounced as ㅐand ㅔ. For example, the word 마음 (mind) is pronounced as 매음.

Jeju: Jeju is the most geographically isolated population, so much so, Jeju speakers have such an unbelievably unique dialect that it is almost completely a separate language! Jeju dialect is still grammatically Korean, but with a very unrecognisable vocabulary. This is due to the island’s isolation and neighbouring influence. The dialect still maintains extremely old Korean words, whilst seeking inspiration from Japan, China, and even Mongolia. 

Vowel conjugation is also notably different. The basic honorific ~요 is replaced with ~ㅂ서, and instead of ~ㅂ니까, the honorific question is ~꽈.

Seoul/Gyeonggi: Even though Seoul dialect is considered “standard Korean”, Seoul/Gyeonggi still embellish in their own individualised dialect quirks. However, the differences are so slight, the dialects are practically indistinguishable. Although, a common habit with Seoul/Gyeonggi speakers is they continuously mispronounce specific words in a certain pattern. This dialect habit entails replacing ㅗ with ㅜ, such that 삼촌 (uncle) will be pronounced like 삼춘.

anonymous asked:

This is in relation to the ask about Viktor and Yuuri knowing quite a bit about each other through low key internet stalking. What about each other's facial expressions and idiosyncrasies that you can only know from watching excessive amounts of fancams and interviews? Like Viktor knowing what kinda expression Yuuri has when he's frustrated for example, what he looks like when scrunches his nose, etc.

They both know a little bit about each other’s common habits and things in interviews but Viktor is definitely better at reading Yuuri than Yuuri is Viktor. Yuuri just assumes that Viktor’s putting everything on for the camera while Viktor takes everything Yuuri does at face value