Suga Hyung, even though you’re usually like a grandpa, you’re really cool on stage or when you’re working on music.
It’d be nice if you were like that when we’re practicing choreography but anyway
I think you’re a hyung that I can learn a lot of things from
And I don’t know where you got all of your miscellaneous knowledge from but I respect it a lot, I’m jealous
I have to write a lot for this but honestly I don’t have much to say ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ
I’m thinking about writing a letter to the ARMY and I think that’s a good idea, I’m kinda dope
I’m making this right now without having even eaten, everyone
It’d be nice if you all liked this ㅜㅜ
How and where should I start?
First off, the WINGS Tour that starts with Suga Hyung’s birthday on March 9th, has begun!
You all know that we’re always thinking about all of you ARMYs even when we’re far apart, right?
So just wait a little more, okay? We’ll visit the fancafe and work hard to stay active on SNS! And we’ll take care of our conditions so that we don’t show you guys any bad sides and come back well!
Ah and we’ll take a lot of selfies ㅎ
And… We’re taking cameras! So please look forward to that because our emotions might be caught on camera.
And I’m going to work out diligently when I get there
Please cheer me on from afar so that I can get muscled up!
And! Also! Did I not start playing the drums?
So I’m going to practice a lot so that I can play the drums well on this tour!
I’d probably learn a lot faster and stuff if there was someone teaching me by my side ㅜㅜ But I’ll still try hard
Wow I thought I wrote a lot but there’s still so much left?
Anyway, I love you, everyone!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I’ll come back safely!!! Don’t worry!!! Aren’t I Jeon Jungkook?
Aren’t we BTS??!!?!!?! ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ
For a moment I forgot that this was a celebratory video for Suga Hyung’s birthday
Ah isn’t there anything more that I can say to Suga Hyung… Suga Hyung probably won’t look at the words coming out right now because it’s troublesome? Right, everyone, you think that? Then should I write a little more comfortably?
Ay, Suga, this hyung-ah wants to convey a few things to you through this video You’re good at music, have deep thoughts, got a lot of knowledge, think about the team a lot, you’re perfect! But!…
Everything is good, but! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaall is good, but!!!!
It’s good… ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ
It’s all good, and really, happy birthday and let’s run hard for our BTS and ARMY from now on, as well. It makes me tear up when I see you perform on stage on hyung’s skinny, skinny legs. I respect you
Dilligently do lower body exercises… Take your vitamins…
Wow this really doesn’t fill up, what should I fill this up with
ARMY I love you ARMY I like you ARMY is mine ARMY I heart you
Ah thank you so much for liking “We Don’t Talk Anymore”!!!
I felt really good because you all liked it. It was great
I’ll continue to sing you great songs in the future. This feeling drives me to do more covers
Really, thank you. We don’t have that many lines left! Let’s cheer up!
It seems like it’d be nice to end this with song lyrics. Let’s shout two three everyone
Hoping for more good days, if you believe what I say, then
One, two, three
If you believe me, then one, two, three
Hoping for many more good days, if you believe what I say, then
One, two, three
If you believe me, then one, two, three
Suga hyung and Bangtan and ARMY
I love you!
A post about the show 13 reasons why and why I don’t like Hannah Baker.
By the end of the first episode I really didn’t like Hannah. This didn’t change, not even when I felt emphaty. I’m really sorry if I’m one of the bad guys, I’m really sorry if I end up offending someone. But, remember, I’m a flawed person too. A person who needs to write her thoughts now.
The tapes: for me, revenge. As I see it, the tapes were Hannah’s way to get revenge on everyone who hurt her. They were not about explaining, making people understand, showing how people change. No, they were about payback and haunting. And if you want to tell me otherwise, I’m all ears. People told me she wanted to leave an explanation. She didn’t. Because the ones who deserved the explanation more than anyone were her parents, yes, the ones who were broken in a million pieces after her death. In fact, I cannot forgive Hannah Baker for killing part of her parents when she died in that bathtub.
Justin: we learn how Justin started everything, everything that lead her to her death. Yeah. But we also see how messed up his life was. The reason for him to act like an idiot. I grew fond of Justin. I understood him in some ways. I cannot defend him, I cannot say it was OK, none of it was. He did terrible things but in the end… He was so troubled I don’t think he could distinguish between right and wrong at any point. I feel weird cause, after all he did to Hannah and Jess, I have the strange emphaty towards him. Maybe I’m like him in some way, maybe I’m the kind who allows things to happen.
Jess: Jess was wrecked by the tapes. She went through hell. And maybe she wasn’t a good friend. But neither was Hannah. Telling everyone how Jess got raped and couldn’t even remember it was not fair at all. Saying Jess destroyed the friendship by herself was low. And I’ll defend Jess, yeah, cause no one did, cause Hannah pointed her finger but, apparently, she didn’t fight too hard to keep the friendship. Also, friends come and go, I’m sorry to say. And you cannot, ever, blame someone for your suicide because this person grew apart and couldn’t be a real friend to you for too long.
Zach: shit with Zach was weird, I’m gonna defend him too. He had things of his own, and he really liked her, apparently, she didn’t give him a chance. And he wasn’t mean to her cause he “didn’t get what he wanted”, he was mean in response to her being an asshole, too. So, Hannah can be hurt and be an idiot, but if the others do the same, they are monsters?
Marcus: total asshole. Tipical teenager. He didn’t care much. But he didn’t deserve to be tormented either.
Sheri: wtf? She did one thing wrong and this is proof the world is fucked up and a reason to kill yourself? The girl was nothing but kind and was ate by guilt before and after the tapes, did she deserve to be haunted like this? I don’t think so.
Courtney: one more that was judged because she wasn’t a real friend and didn’t want to be so, either. Can you blame her? No. She wasn’t true to herself? Maybe. Who am I to judge? Who was Hannah? Courtney was an idiot but she didn’t deserve to be exposed.
Ryan: another idiot, yes. Bad behaviour, selfish and all. Does he deserve to live his life thinking he was a reason for someone to commit suicide? I don’t think so. He deserved to pay for his actions, he deserved to know he acted wrong. But in the end he was just an idiot who didn’t try to destroy her in any way.
Tyler: the one who really needed some therapy. He was always bullyed and laughed at, even by Hannah. He had some real problems and carrying responsibility for her suicide would lead to some things that are much bigger than what was already shown. So, this is just an example of the consequences of the tapes.
Bryce: didn’t get to listen to the tapes. We never learn why Bryce was like he was. We never see him being punished and Hannah punishes everyone but him. So Clay has to do it for her. She wanted someone to fight for her and that I understand, mainly because I cannot imagine how she felt. Do I blame Bryce? For many things, yes. For her suicide? No. Because she doesn’t put all the blame in him. He’s not the last drop so at some point she thought she could handle things in a different way, she didn’t.
Mr Porter: he was not more than a counselor, and he cannot carry responsibility for her suicide. Was he good as a counselor? Probably not. Was he useful? Not at all. Everyone is fighting their own battles day after day, he was too, and that’s why he wasn’t there for her. How could he know? Can he be guilty because he gave a crappy advice and didn’t go after her like she wanted? I don’t think so. She left. That’s on her.
Clay: she put Clay through hell, for what? FOR WHAT? he felt like crap, he felt guilty, he faced some shit he clearly didn’t deserve to. So, why? Listening to the tapes was pure torture to Clay. She affected him for good and that doesn’t seem fair at all. She put him in danger, a danger he didn’t deserve. Torturing Clay was low, and I cannot accept it, I cannot like Hannah Baker when I know she was totally aware of how bad the tapes would hit Clay.
Alex: the ultimate consequence… The list was a childish stupid shit to do, yes. Going to the boy’s locker room was too. Why did she do that? She wasn’t allowed there and it was obvious they would talk even more after that. Blaming him for destroying Hannah and Jesse’s friendship? Unfair and stupid. Alex was a thunderstorm, he had so much going on inside his head, he couldn’t even handle Hannah’s thunder, or anything else, to be honest. I would have liked to learn more about him… After all, Hannah’s suicide lead to his. So, are we to blame Hannah the way she blamed him? Alex couldn’t handle the pressure, the guilt and he gives all the signs, he silently walks to his death and noone sees it, no one cares. So what good did the tapes do? They didn’t prevent anything, on the contrary, they lead to destruction and more and more pain. Hannah wanted to be a ghost seeking revenge and she got it.
The parents: the ones who are fucked up without doing anything, without stupid tapes to explain shit. The main reason why I can’t stand Hannah is the fact that, when she killed herself, she was gone, the pain was gone, and exactly at this moment her parent’s worst nightmare began. She didn’t think of them. She didn’t leave a note for them. She dedicated her last week to torment all the kids at school but not a word for her parents. Her mother’s desperation crushed me. She killed herself but she broke them, in a million pieces, never to be put together again. Can you tell me that’s not selfish? Not even a little? I just cannot forgive something like that, because finding your kid dead in the tub is pretty much the worst thing a parent can face.
Edit: if you don’t agree and GET MAD at me, please don’t reply. If you agree or don’t and want to reply with your own non-aggressive opinion, please reply.
Edit 2: in case you didn’t understand, I don’t judge the reasons for which she killed herself, I don’t dislike her because of that. I just don’t like the tapes themselves and the apparent reasons for which she left them.
“Happy Birthday, Jen,” you whispered against his neck as he slowly stirred in the dark bedroom of your Vancouver apartment. You kissed his lips slowly as he rolled over on his back, allowing you to slid on top of him, his morning erection pressing at your bare core, already attentive and needy.
“Hmmmmm,” Jensen moaned against your lips. “A beautiful young woman on top of me. That’s an awesome birthday present to wake up to,” he yawned, wrapping his arms around your waist and holding you close to him.
“Oh it gets better, sweetheart,” you teased as you kissed down your husband’s neck, moving over his bare chest and down the grooves of his abdomen, your nails scrapping his skin lightly until you settled over his erection.
“God I love this day,” he growled as his eyes meeting yours before he let his head fall back against the pillow, the feel of your tongue sending him into a whole new world of pleasure.
Suddenly you were thrown back almost ten years, to the birthday that started this little birthday tradition.
March 1, 2008
“Hey Y/F/N!” Jensen yelled as he crossed the dark room toward you with two drinks in his hand. You had just joined the Supernatural family this season, and it had been a wild one. It was season three and there had been a writer’s strike, so there wasn’t as much time spent filming which left a little more time for play.
Like celebrating Jensen’s birthday, one of the stars of the show. You had become fast friends with him and his co-star Jared. Jensen was nine years older than you, Jared four and a half, but you were so much like them, being from the south, that you fit right in and three of you became nearly inseparable. The chemistry between the three of you had been incredible from the start.
You chuckled at him. It was his 30th birthday, and he was already well on his way to being completely and totally sloshed.
“Hey Jen,” you smiled. “Not exactly taking it easy are we?” you laughed, watching him sway a little as he handed you one of the drinks in his hand.
“It’s my birthday woman!” he replied, a little loudly. “And I’m fucking thirty,” he emphasized that last word like it was some magic rite of passage that explained everything.
“Oh thirty!” you said with an eye roll. “That some magic number Ackles?” you asked.
“As a matter of fact, it is sweetheart,” Jensen answered, taking a drink from his glass. “But you’ve got a long time before you figure that out, youngin’” he teased. “Like what, nine years?” he scoffed.
You rolled your eyes dramatically.
“Just because I’m only 21 doesn’t mean I don’t know how to have a good time, asshole,” you said with a wink. “You’re working on not getting the present that I got you,” you added with an evil smile.
You caught his attention at that, and he set his drink down, leaning in closer to you, his chin on his hand as his eye lit up brightly.
“Are you finally going to give me that kiss I’ve been begging for?” he teased with a smile.
“Jensen Ross Ackles, I’m a lady,” you said, feigning shock by placing a hand over your heart. “I would never,” you laughed.
His eyes widened playfully as he watched you carefully.
“But wouldn’t you? It is my birthday after all,” he retorted.
You laughed in earnest.
“Who gives a fuck if it’s your birthday, Ackles? My birthday was two months ago and what did I get?” you asked. “Oh yea,” you laughed, “You and Jared took me out and got me wasted and then you spent the evening holding my head up out of a toilet,” you reminded him.
He smiled and laughed as he covered his face, embarrassed.
“That’s an awesome gift, dude,” you said with an eye roll. “I would have preferred a kiss.”
He watched you carefully.
“Well, Y/N, that wasn’t exactly how I had planned that night to go. Who knew you were such a lightweight,” he teased, stepping closer to you. “Guess you learned your lesson, huh?” he said as he placed a tentative hand on your hip, pulling you closer to him.
“Yeah,” you whispered, barely loud enough for him to hear you.
“Well, then I guess your birthday present is long overdue. Even if it is my birthday. I’ll make an exception this time,” he said, his lips lowering to yours.
Your breath caught in your throat as he stopped, his lips hovering over yours.
“I mean, if you want the present,” he teased, his nose bumping yours softly.
You grabbed a fistful of his t-shirt and pulled his lips to yours. They crashed together, sparks flying the minute the two of you connected. Jensen wrapped his arms around your waist, drawing you closer to him, his tongue sliding along your bottom lip, begging entrance.
He slid in your mouth with ease, his tongue fighting yours for dominance. He won easily, and you moaned quietly into his mouth as your free hand reached around to play with the short hairs at the back of his head.
Finally the two of you pulled away, breathless, both of your chests heaving.
“That a better present?” he asked, a smiled spreading across his face, reaching his eyes and causing them to crinkle slightly.
“Hell yeah,” you whispered as you un-clutched his shirt, smoothing it out across his chest, his muscles rippling in response to your touch.
He leaned close, whispering in your ear. “So what did you get me?”
You looked him in the eye, threaded your hand with his, and led him away from the crowd, back to a private room.
“Something you’re never gonna forget,” you smiled wildly, leading him away.
“Holy shit,” he murmured, following you, watching your hips sway tantalizingly. “Best birthday, ever,” he growled once you were alone, and you pulled him close, kissing him fiercely.
“You’ll never forget turning 30, Jen,” you whispered against his lips as your fingers reached for his jeans. “I can promise you that,” you added as you slid down in front of him, your hands pushing down is pants and briefs, showing him just how much you wanted him and giving him the best birthday present a man could ask for.
Requests: could you do an imagine where the reader is in a beauty and the beast kind of situation and he won’t let them go until they heard that her family was in danger (cause of the Resistance) and he gives her the choice to leave, but they don’t really want to leave? thanks, i love your writing! + I don’t know how to do requests, but I feel like it’d be cool to have a sort of beauty & the beast au if that isn’t too cliche lol???? + Hey so I had this idea after watching the new Beauty & the Beast movie the other day. Ben is cursed by witch lady or Snoke or something and becomes Kylo Ren, essentially UNTIL reader shows up and he goes back to the Light side. Idk. I might sound stupid…
A/N: First things first, this took me like two weeks to do bc I had others to write and this was really long. Second of all, it follows both the animated and live action versions; the characters don’t turn into things, rather, force ghosts (you’ll see), also this is based on Alderaan and you can easily tell which character is who. Anyway, thank you for the requests to those anons! Enjoy!
Warning: Mention of death
Word Count: 10K+ (oops)
The castle that sat atop of a snow covered mountain in the planet of Alderaan was long forgotten–and unheard of. No one dared to enter the land of the cold, seeing as no one was truly aware of its existence with their lack of need to travel the mountains. But, the castle was not abandoned nor was it vacant. Inside lived many souls that had been cursed, one in particular being the most brooding of them all.
IMAGINE Jungkook as a University student at Julliard. He’s majoring in music and is aiming to become a pianist in the near future. He’s that one guy who’s making everyone’s head turn , including yours. He often plays on purpose to attract your attention and it works everytime. “ Moonlight Sonata” he’d sigh before undoing his tie and staring at you “ it’s my favorite.” You blink as he suddenly grabs onto your hand “ Want to learn how to play it ? ” his attractive voice makes you weak. “I’m sure I can teach you a thing or two” he’d press his long fingers on the notes and keys to play a beautiful melody. He hovers his gentle touch over your trembling fingers. “ Relax” he’d whisper in your ears “ Everything is under control” his sexy tone makes you nervous. “ I’ll make sure these fingers…” he grabs your fingers in his large hands as he inspects them before adding “ …become just as skillfull as my own” his lips whisper against your neck as your cheeks turn a few shades of red.
I’m planning to do a small comedy short as an animation practice for me. Still a rough sketchy thing with no proper timing, details, motion (and shape) stabilization and no warframes’ scenes yet, but this is something I want to share with you already. >W>
(learning animation without anybody who can give you some helpful tips and advices of how to make animation better is the road full of pain. I know I make a lot of mistakes so I also will be thankful if anybody will be nice enough to give me some constructive critics about this small piece because I have no idea how to fix it and make it better.)
request: Omg can you do a teasing Enoch headcanon? Or a slightly dirty one? You don’t have to if you don’t want to of course but I’m just curious 😂
a/n: this is the storyline/thing i thought of so here it goes ehfjhfgu i hope you like it. i tried to make it dirty or whatever you call it, but idk if it worked ://// and i’m going to sleep now bye :) hope you liek disss
“y/n, do you want to play ball with us?” millard called out. i turned around, my skirt whirling around me along with my hair.
“uh… what kind? like football or…?” i ask.
“yeah, like football.” hugh replied. “i mean, if your skirt won’t bother you.”
i paused. my skirt. i shouldn’t play football while wearing a skirt that only reached a little over my mid thigh. but i’m too lazy to go change. i really want to spend time with my semi-new friends.
ugh, let’s just not care and not jump too much. not like anyone ever pays attention to me wearing skirts. i’ll play.
“yes, sure.” i said after thinking through it. “my skirt absolutely won’t be a bother, don’t worry.”
i walked through the garden with hugh and millard and horace - who was supposedly the judge or something. we divided into two teams, but mine needed one more person. since enoch - my grumpy best friend - didn’t want to, i took bronwyn.
enoch sat under a tree while we played, he said he’d help horace with judging (a/n: lol i hate how this sounds but sfhsjdfhsdjf dying) - i didn’t think there would be needed any help.
we played a few rounds, me and bronwyn won three times while hugh and millard won two times. it was fun, playing with them. hugh cheated a few times, but it didn’t change much in the scores. all the while, i was just being a sore loser at football - i couldn’t play at all, i’m horrible at football.
i fell over, tumbled and there were only two times out of a possible infinity of my skirt flying only slightly up. but luckily, nobody saw that from behind, and we only laughed it off with the others. all except for enoch, who held an even more serious look on his face - if that was possible. he was always deadly serious and annoyed.
“i can’t anymore, sorry boys.” i said, holding my stomach as i tried to catch my breath from all the running and kicking.
“please y/n, just one more round!” millard whined, hugh joining after,
“i really can’t.” i said, shaking my head with a tired smile. “i’m going inside to rest a little.” i spoke and turned around to go to the house. after a few steps, i heard enoch say:
“i’ll come, too.” in a rushed voice. i looked around my shoulder and he was already catching up with me. i looked at him with furrowed eyebrows. “i need to talk to you. in my room. alone.” he said, taking my arm in a slightly firm grip.
“okay…” i said.
with enoch holding my arm, we walked into the house and walked up the stairs to his room, which basically was also mine. for i spent the half of my time in there, with him.
enoch pulled me inside, shut the door and pushed me up against it. “what do you think you were doing back there?” he growled with his face so close to mine i could hear his breath on my nose.
i furrowed my eyebrows at his question. “what?”
enoch did his iconic groan and pushed me harder against the door, earning a soft yelp from me. one of his hand was on my hip. what was happening!!
“playing the game, with your skirt flying around.” enoch said. oh, SHIT! “couldn’t take my eyes off of you. and it felt so annoying to just watch you, knowing there were so many more things i could do.”
“w-what things?” i stuttered. he was really giving me major confusion right now, what was he talking about?! “what do you mean? i don’t understand what’s going.”
he chuckled, looking away. after a short moment, his eyes locked with mine again. “how can you be so clueless about your own behaviour? you were teasing me, y/n. and i do not like that.”
“teasing?” i repeated.
“oh, for bird’s sake.” he rolled his eyes.
“uh… what are you going to do about it?” i asked, ignoring his comment. enoch grinned.
his hand traced up my side, giving me ultimate shivers all over my body. this touch felt so surreal, unknown. nobody had ever held me like this. his eyes were intently watching mine as i was looking back into his orbs, waiting for something to happen.
enoch’s eyes diverted from mine when he lowered his head and slowly put his lips on mine. when our lips met, it felt hungry, lustful, dangerous? was he kissing me? is this what kissing felt like? why was he doing this? we’re best friends!
oh, but it felt so wonderful. it was my first time… doing this, i didn’t even know what to do.
enoch pulled back and looked at me watching him. why did he do that?! that felt so… yes!!!
his eyes held regret and disappointment. oh, no, no.
i put my arms around his neck, hesitantly, and pulled him closer before he could go anywhere.
“c-could you… do that… again, please?” i asked quietly. enoch’s facial expression immediately changed and he grinned. instead of answering, he dove down and connected our lips again.
bliss, utter bliss.
i would have never imagined us kissing, but this - i bet - was better than any fantasy.
i gained my courage and finally kissed him back. he smiled into the kiss and pulled me closer by my hips. and then his hand slipped down to my bum, giving it a light squeeze, as if not to scare me off or something. i gasped and it gave the perfect opportunity for him to kiss me deeper - and with tongue.
wow. where did he learn this? how was enoch such a professional? maybe he wasn’t a professional, but to me he absolutely seemed like one.
his lips then disconnected with mine, making a whine come past my lips. but he moved down to my neck to pepper that with kisses. his lips were looking for something and after a few seconds i think he found it. he kissed a spot on my neck and that made me shiver and release a small whine that sounded a little like something else.
“have you any idea what you’re doing to me?” enoch groggily said, looking me into the eyes. i smiled.
what was he doing to me? he was making me feel every type of way, my my…
“can you show me?” i suggested. enoch’s face did an emotional flip and he nodded. his lips then kissed mine again and i kissed back, showing him i felt what he did, whatever it was.
an entry from Ta_2’s column “deep blue” in the Fixed Engine pamphlet (thank you @argeno for the scans!)
I think I’ve said in the live streaming of Member’s channel or somewhere else that “I bought cooking utensils, and my next goal is to chop some vegetables with the kitchen knife.” Many days have passed since then, and recently –
I’ve been cooking.
I can’t make anything fancy, but I’m starting with simple things like stir frying vegetables/meat and making aemono (和え物, a salad-like dish dressed with miso or other sauces). I’d use knives and other utensils such as the peeler. Since I remember cutting my thumb so badly that it broke once, I always pay close attention to my hands when using knives and other cutting tools. Concentration is the key.
While it is a new experience to find out that I can make the food I like easily as I have fun in the process of cooking itself, one thing that I never knew before is that I like cleaning up dishes. It’s pretty obvious, but you’ll get dirty dishes after cooking. I think somehow I just enjoy washing the dishes and putting them away.
It feels good to watch the countertop getting cleaned up as the dishes I have to wash pile up in the sink.
By the way, my recent favorite is a simple dish that I can make by stir frying lamb with bell pepper, eggplant, lettuce, and tare sauce. This dish also allows me to intake vegetable and meat at the same time.
In this sense, dwelling in the fresh produce section that I’ve always ignored becomes something fun. Although I don’t fancy to make elaborate dishes like those from the restaurants, I do wish to get to the level where I can make whatever I suddenly want to eat by myself. I’ll try my best.
With that said, I’ll be able to laugh at the people who don’t cook in the future.
There is a big difference between 0 and 1, you know.
Note: the pamphlet is from last year, which means Tatsu should’ve been learning how to cook for months already, haha xD
What it is like being a studying poc with anxiety to the highest capacity and how I deal with it.
The first thing I have to tell you is that - your family may not understand and that is okay. Do not blame them for not understanding what anxiety is, the environment you grew up in and the environment they grew up in are completely different, also we have different pressures that we are facing. For example, my father and his entire family were fleeing a genocide - and the last thing on their mind was mental health and personal care. However, as a first generation living in the United Kingdom - mental health is the most important thing to me and being students, I know we put a world’s worth of pressure on succeeding and doing well. This may not always be good for us (unless you work well under pressure, do you).
Let me just talk a bit about my anxiety here. It is mostly situational anxiety - for example when it comes to exams or public speaking (my role on the school head girl team meant I had to just literally speak publicly every other day - I will make a separate post about this and how I overcame that fear) exam season and revision.
These tips won’t make anxiety go away completely, but studying with anxiety can be made easier - yes, I know it sounds insane, but it has really worked for me.
1. Make your desk a safe space.
Make your desk as soothing for your anxiety as possible. This may include having some plants around, decorating your desk with a particular theme - make it work for you! Let the theme be relaxing, have pictures of the ocean! Let it completely sooth you when you sit down to study. I personally have my desk next to a window so I can get fresh air when I need it. That is another thing… Let yourself breath - do not make your desk too cluttered, have it super minimalist, the less you feel claustrophobic the better.
2. Try and get into a routine.
This is does not always work for me because I work in bursts - but it has worked for many of my friends. When you have a routine, you won’t feel blindsided when you have to study - for example, I get super anxious when I can feel the amount of work I need to do. But if you have a routine, you know that you are studying at this specific time and nothing is being thrown in your direction - you can plan for it therefore remain completely in control.
3. Avoid caffeine - seriously.
I know that coffee looks super cute for the aesthetic tumblr photos but - avoid it at all costs! Caffeine is a psychoactive drug. Lets call it what it is and it is mega terrible for your anxiety. It will cause and/or exacerbate your anxiety symptoms. I can not stress this enough, stay away from caffeine.
4. Take your medications - if you have been subscribed them!
I am not ashamed to tell the world, loud and clear - I am on Propranolol for when my anxiety becomes uncontrollable (lets start publicly making it ok and safe for people to take medications without any stigma please, thanks). Yes, it is a super strong tablet. For those who do not know, its a beta blocker and it stops you from physically having a panic attack by keeping your heart at a consistent rhythm or beat I don’t know the correct terminology (medblrs come through) - do not be ashamed, be proud that you are taking the necessary steps to gain control again.
5. Take regular walks and control your breaking.
I walk to the breaths I take - a bit like walking to a beat, but its more relaxing. With anxiety, breaking is the key to mastering it. Master your breathing! I’ve noticed that being deeply connected to my breathing means I sense any tension in my body and sensing tension is the first step to identifying if you are feeling anxious or if you feel a panic attack coming on.
6. Keep a close eye on your stimuli! (Yes, I did just rhyme)
What is making you anxious? Do you have triggers? If you do - learn to minimise contact with them. Be it a person, a place, an object. You do not need to stay in environments that make you feel uncomfortable (unless you are forced to stay - for example dealing with anxiety in class, I’ll make a another post about how to deal with that) I had a friend who used to make me super anxious and I don’t spend that much time with her anymore simply because she wasn’t good for my mental health. Which brings me to my next point - people can be triggers to your anxiety and staying away from them is OK.
I don’t know if this is helpful but if even one person benefits from this - putting myself out there and owning my anxiety disorder is so worth it. Suffering from anxiety is hard, it is really hard and I just want to say - to all those who suffer from anxiety, you are going to be ok. Whatever coping technique you have or however you deal with it, I am proud of you and you are doing great.
My message box and ask is open to you. Sometimes talking to another sufferer is easier - I understand and I’ve got you, message me, rant to me! It is better out than in.
This is my first - really official post on tumblr and I want to know if this was helpful, please give me feedback. I want to learn how I can help and get the message out there more effectively.
And because it is my first post - I’m going to tag some of my favourite blogs (not the most subtle introduction haha, but super important).
Request: If request are still open, could you do something with Kylo accidentally killing the reader in a middle of a battle? I haven’t been feeling the best and I just need something to make me cry. I’m so sorry.
A/N: Idk why requests like these appeal to me so much like….I enjoy writing them even tho they literally rip my heart out??? Thank you anon for requesting this, I hope this makes you cry! [gif not mine]
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We’ll make it through. I promise you. The sound of the sweet voice rung in his head, the sight of something so innocent and pure that took the human form. We’ll make it through. I promise you. The same words repeated in his head, all he could think about was the lovely face he was once able to hold and kiss. The once lovely person he used to call his own. We’ll make it through. I pr-
— just wow. I hit 1k followers just about five months ago and last night i actually reached that 2k milestone
🎉 I’m a little bit speechless, because i never thought that so many people would enjoy and love those shitty edits of mine and would actually want to talk to me about my fave characters, my life and literally just anything? It’s amazing and i’m beyond grateful for all of the support and appreciate each and everyone of you; especially my lovely mutuals. And even though all of this is still beyond me, i wanted to give the following people a big and plushy shoutout! Thanks for following and i love you, guys!
of course my sweet parabatai has to be the first person on my list that’s going to be mentioned
— i don’t make the rules. mags, you lovely human being. i don’t think i can put my feelings for you into words that actually make sense, but i’m going to try. you’re one of the most amazing people i ever got to meet and i’m beyond grateful for your existence. we’re basically the same person which, let’s be honest, sometimes creeps the shit out of us, but at the end of the day that’s probably one of the reasons why i love you as much as i do. you share my love for harry shum jr and don’t even get me started on necks and collarbones and all the thirst (yes, we need some holy water, babe.) you also share my love for poetry and prose and you’re one of those people i can talk to about literally anything. you talk to me about life changing decisions, drag me for my typos, encourage and support me to be the best version of myself, send me cute pictures of your kitties to cheer me up, send me funny memes and videos, bless my day with your beautiful selfies and most importantly you’re always there for me. and you always make sure that i never forget about that. i’m honoured to be your friend and i love you so much!
DAMN GURL is the first thing that comes to my mind when i think about you, brooke. you’re not only one of the most beautiful and sweet girls i have ever seen (please never ever stop sending me those gorgeous selfies!) but also one strong and genuinely kind and caring person. you’re like a little sister to me, except for the fact that i’m the vodka mom friend™ and your mom would probably kick me out within two weeks :’) i love that you speak your mind and how enthusiastic you are when you talk about the things you love. you’re so open minded, share my sense of humour and i can have those 3AM kinda conversations with you at any time of the day. i’m so so glad that you’re a part of my life and that i’m able to call you my fufe. i love you! … and don’t forget the fact that, if someone were to hurt you, i’d fly over to the US in a second to wreak vengeance for you c; #lol
where do i start when it comes to you, yael? god. i remember the day i saw that you followed me and how i instantly freaked out for a second and had to remind myself that i’m an adult and that we fangirl in silence c; you were and always will be one of the editors i admire the most. you’re so incredibly talented
— and i’m not only talking about gifs and editing in general, even tho i always get those heart eyes when i see you posted another one of those gorgeous sets of yours. but you’re also seriously talented in cheering me up when i’m at my worst and you make me feel like i can talk to you about anything. it doesn’t matter if it’s just fangirling and fandom talk or those moments when my anxiety is rising and it feels like it’s crushing me down; you’re there. and i can’t tell you how grateful i am for that. you’re such a kind, strong and intelligent woman and you inspire me. i love it when you talk about your religion and traveling, share your personal stories and expierences with me and the fact that i can still learn so much from you. please, don’t ever change and please, take me to jerusalem and show me the city. i love you so much!
you’re the cutest little bean on this planet, brie. thank you so much for instantly writing me when i posted your blograte — we might’ve never talked if you didn’t, because i’m a shy chicken and i seriously wouldn’t want to miss you and our conversations for the world. you have a thing for poetry, just like me and are a quite talented poet yourself (even though you don’t always see that yourself) and i’m amazed at how much talent and kindness you carry in your heart and brain. the second we started talking i knew that i had made a new friend, because that’s how you treated me from the start, even though we didn’t really know each other at the time. you’re such a warm and loving person and way too precious for my anxious ass; seriously. i love your honesty, your humour, your love for stephen king and the stories about your family (#zwetschgenknödel are the best 😉) and how you’re not someone who’s quick to judge others and always makes sure the people around you are feeling welcome and good. i know you tend to underestimate yourself and that we haven’t talked that much lately, but please let me tell you that you’re an awesome human being and that you can do absolutetly everything you put your mind to. you don’t have to hide your talents, mein mädchen. i love you!
it feels like i’m an open book to you, mel, but i love that feeling. when i’m talking to you i feel genuinely understood and most importantly safe. i don’t have to think about something twice when i’m talking to you, because i know i can be completely honest. you’re so open minded and i love that we share an interest and passion in other cultures and religions. if we could, we’d probably travel the whole world! i also love it when you send me poems and little texts that made you think of me, ramble in your tags and how we’re just on the same wavelength. you’re so unapologetically yourself (and that’s a gorgeous self btw!) and i admire that so much. even though we haven’t talked that much lately, it’s always a blessing to know and see you on my dash. you make me smile and i love you! (that’s a #leveup for our friendship, right? c; )
➸ i want to throw puppies at you because you’re so perfect it frustrates me #absolutefaves | | blessed by your existence ➸ listed in no particular order
We all know that we make mistakes and learn from them, only know success if we have experienced failure and all that, but how can we actually proactively learn from our errors? As exam time nears, there is no better time to fix up all those slips than now, so here are some ways I like to learn from my errors:
1. Blooper books
Basically a notebook you use to record your mistakes so that when you have some time, you can flip through and see what you shouldn’t do ever again! (I bought a pack of five Muji books for about $5 - yay bargains - perfect for me to have one for each subject).
You can lay it out however you like, but my ones are ordered according to the test that my mistake appeared in, so as soon as I get a test/sac/worksheet back, I go ahead and fill it in.
You can either write the whole question with the correct solution in, or a self-reminder not to do a certain thing. In my languages ones, I also put in some vocab or some grammar that I tend to forget.
2. Vocab cards
A specific place where you can record the vocabulary you always forget and carry around with you anywhere to revise them.
Whilst some people like using flashcard apps, I prefer having physical cards, especially these vocab cards I got in a pack of 4 from Daiso, since if I’ve got them in my pocket I’m more likely to pick them up, but I might get distracted by other things on my phone.
3. Exam sheets
During exam time, we’ll all be doing countless numbers of practice exams, so if your blooper books get too full, I like having separate sheets of reminders/mistakes I made in that exam.
It can be a loose leaf of paper stapled to the front cover of the exam, or if you don’t like having loose leaves flying around, you can have a separate book just for practice exams.
If you want a more specific version, last year my bio teacher made these exam sheets that include the score of each section and the topic each question goes under, so that you can see more clearly where you can see which topics you need more work on!
I hope that helped you all! Feel free to add any of your own suggestions!
I was at the shinee concert in vancouver and I have a few tHings to say because I need to talk about it
• key is sweet and cute as HELL and him speaking english is heaven lemme just say??! his dance solo during one of their songs is ICONIC and his smILE PLEASE HELP ME. he is so handsome and beautiful, I swear, his ig posts do not do him justice
• minho ALSO speaking english is a blessing and him waving at fans during their performance was adorable. him trying to shush the fans with a cute little smile when he wants to talk makes MY HEART ACHE TOO?? I kept screaming ‘MINHOOO’ whenever his parts in their songs came up. and his laugh too omg why I love him
• taemin trying to speak in his broken english is the most sweetest and endearing thing ever and I like how he said he’ll try to learn more of our language for when they come back (plus his solo performance was PERFECT, AMAZING)((he also has some nice back muscles yo))
• hearing onew’s voice in person almost made me cry, I’m telling you. his voice is so beautiful and he’s just a squishy little bean I love him so much, he’s so precious and his laugh is adorable
• jonghyun??? HIS SMILE IS SO BRIGHT AND HIS VOICE IS SO WONDERFUL I CANT BELIEVE I HEARD HIS VOICE WITH MY OWN EARS?? his heart is so pure please why is he doing this to me
• @ the end of the concert I nearly cried but I got a piece of confetti and the memory of their voices and smiles in my head so I’m fine bless shinee and their hearts