A/N: Thank you to all those who followed me and read my first fic! I’m thinking of doing a part two to this one, so if you like it, let me know!
Your fire escape had always been your favourite part
of your apartment. Situated outside your
bedroom window, you had spent countless hours of your life lounging on the
metal steps, reading a book or catching up on some homework. Last summer, you had wound a string of fairy
lights around the rails, which were coated in shiny dark paint. Your landlady had protested at first but,
after you proved that they weren’t endangering the use of the fire escape in
any way, she had let you keep them. The
small victory had brought a smile to your face, and now your escape was even
cozier than before, and was still just as cozy a year later. This year’s summer brought scorching heat and
clear nights, and you spent most of your free time out on your escape, trying
to catch a breeze.
You sat on your fire escape now, wearing a lightweight
hoodie and pajama shorts, doodling in a journal. School was out for the week and tomorrow didn’t
require a six am wake up call, leaving you free to stay up late and admire the
Queens skyline at night. It was nights
like these that you loved the most; nights that seemed like they were pulled
straight from a movie scene, with stars that glimmered like flames, a full moon
bigger than you had ever seen before, and the sounds of the city mixing in with
the quiet melodies that drifted out of the speakers propped up on your window
sill. You would be content for the rest
of your life if you could keep moments like these forever.
Set your priorities straight.As you’ve entered school, you know that your academics are basically one of your priorities, aside from your personal health. You are a student, after all. You should know that you should be making time for all the school work you’re supposed to be dealing with. If you’re having trouble with this, I suggest you write your priorities down, and rank them according to which one weighs the most. This will make you feel much more headstrong and goal-oriented.
Use schedulers and planners. You’re human and it’s okay to forget things. Get digital with apps and programs or get traditional with notebooks and planners. Involve your planning with a combination of both. This really helps especially if you’ve created a system for remembering things more efficiently, eg. color-coding, bullet journaling, weekly overviews, having legends, etc., which leads us to the next point:
Schedule in advance. Complete the difficult tasks, the easy tasks, the medium tasks. Do what you can. Set deadlines for yourself. If you’re fully aware that three weeks from now, you’ll have 3 exams in a day, start studying as early as possible. If you have to attend to an event and have an exam the day after, bring any study material with you. Do homework the day they’re given to you, especially if they’re fairly easy. If they need some research or data collection, make it a point that you do it after class or on the nearest weekend. Break the habit of doing something because a classmate has already started doing his/hers. Instead, do it for the motivation that you’ve set for yourself.
Prevent causes of distraction. There are only 24 hours in a day, and a fraction of which we use for fulfilling our basic necessities. Utilize the remaining time for productivity. Delete social media apps if you have to, or turn off your internet. Better yet, turn off your phone and exchange phones with your roommate or your friend. Keep it. Forget about it for a moment. You can always leave your feed but it will never leave you. You can always return to it after you’ve done your work.
Multi-task!I can never stress the importance of learning multi-tasking enough. Whenever I’m in a long meeting, I usually bring my laptop to review notes or write a paper. Of course, it would seem rude to some so it’s better if you would give them a heads-up. If I’m in a class I find easy and if the professor allows us to study or drift off, I usually study for other classes that I need more attention in. While I take showers, I discuss the exam material from my memory out loud. If you have to wait in line for some errand, bring a book. Sometimes while doing my night care routine, I would listen to audio recordings of my professor. Some of these examples may come off as rude or off-putting, I know. But that’s just me. You can always find other safer situations where you could practice multi-tasking.
Now, not tomorrow. If you happen to finish a scheduled task and got a little free time, it gives you all the reason to do some of the things you have scheduled for other days. If you can do it now without any constraint, why would you choose to do it later?
Ask for help.If a friend’s not too busy, don’t be afraid to ask for a little help! You can ask them favors of proofreading your essay. You can ask them about the notes that you didn’t take down of. You can ask them about how this certain professor’s exam types. The possibilities are endless. Just know the right people and places. Don’t dwell too much on tiny details. If you have misunderstood a certain topic, ask your roommate, ask the person next door. Go to the nearest library. Check the internet for answers. You can consult your teacher or professor. Don’t be afraid to ask for a little assistance. No man is an island.
You have all the time on your hands. If you believe that you can do it, and if you really want to do it, you will. Taking up other commitments and responsibilities is never a problem, as long as you know you can handle them without sacrificing another. You are always allowed to say no. If you have as many organizations as me, remember that work should never get in the way of your priorities. Just keep in mind that everyone has their certain limits, and you do too.
If all else fails, CLUTCH IT!!I’m not joking, I’ve done this multiple times. I came out alive but I have to admit that not all of my crammed output had the best marks (although some of them did!). If you don’t want to be in this heart-racing situation, then be as diligent as possible with your work! Make it a habit.
Always remember that these tips may or may not help anyone the same as it did with me, but I’m glad that I have this opportunity to get this out there. Find your rhythm. I know it takes time, but don’t stress yourself too much because all of your efforts will be successful. Some efforts may just be rewarded in ways that you didn’t plan to, while some just lead you nearer to your dreams. Just keep doing you, and you’ll get through this.
man props to harry for not only saying ‘long hair don’t care’ in response to that fans sign but for also adding his own respectful fuck you by taking off his bandana and letting his lovely locks loose :)
I am not shy. Having a social disorder does not make you shy. I can be loud. I laugh a lot. I’m outspoken and will do crazy stuff. I can take up all the space and I can voice my opinion. I can take attention. But ONLY around people I’m comfortable with.
I get panicked at the shop. I can’t go shopping or anywhere on my own. I can’t pay for items by myself. I have to count my change 20 times first. If I can’t plan the conversation I won’t talk to them. Talking to people i don’t know is almost impossible and talking in front of people is torture. I have to rehearse the words yes Mrs every morning to answer a register. If I’m out alone i can’t breath. Someone is always judging me. The way I look, how i walk, the clothes i wear… if someone laughs it’s always at me. These thoughts will drown me. I am terrified of telling new people about my interests from fear of judgement. When out with friends i will always watch what i say, I might slip up otherwise and everyone will hate me. I worry my friends just don’t know how to get rid of me. Every. Single. Day. When I leave a social situation i always regret most of what I say and think nobody really likes me. They just tolerate me. When someone asks if I’m ok. I have to say yes. If I talk about my real feelings, they will think I’m annoying and won’t care. They will call me dramatic. So it’s easier to say I’m good. If a friend even jokes about me. I take it to heart and pretend it’s funny. The minute I’m alone, I think of ways to change. I dwell on awkward moments that I shouldn’t. I can’t make eye contact, its to much. I cross the street so I don’t pass anyone. I’m terrified when someone says can we talk. I have read this post about 100 times for mistakes, from fear someone will point out a flaw.
These are some of what I go through. But I am not shy. No where near. Don’t confuse the two. There’s shyness but there’s also social disorders. They are not the same thing.
What is your opinion about Edd’s relationship with his parents? Will it ever get better?
It’s kind of sad and hard to judge. On one hand, his parents work to support him and clearly seem to care to some degree. On the other hand, they don’t ever seem to be there for him emotionally. My own headcanon is that it doesn’t get better until he speaks up for himself and how he has been feeling, but before then, Double D sort of turns into a rebel when he gets to be a teenager. Not extremely, but his blinders sort of get take down and he begins to feel abandoned, more like “well why not? it’s not as if my parents will even know or care anyway since they are never there.” This being sort of catalyzed by Eddy who points it out to him. Double D is the type to let things get to a breaking point before he decides he has finally had enough.
For example, maybe Eddy wants Double D to join him and Ed in some activity that Edd objects to because of his morals, and wondering what would mother and father think. They argue and Eddy kind of bluntly mentions how he doesn’t get why Edd worries about what his parents will think so much cuz they are never there anyway. Tic. This causes Double to get upset, all teary eye-d, enraged that Eddy would say that. He goes to be alone but then later starts to think that maybe what Eddy said was right and maybe it’s something he himself has been feeling all along. Eddy feels bad, but Double D comes around and decides to do whatever the activity was because fuck em.
I’d assume that after a while, his parents would start to notice because he would stop doing some of his chores and listening to the sticky notes little by little. Until they finally decide to have a real talk with him about his disobedience. Double D would basically start acting up to get their full attention. Classic psychology.
A/N: This wasn’t requested but the ideas have been in my mind for a while so hey why not
The lil bean was a nervous wreck omg
He’s going to ask you to be married to him for the rest of your lives that’s a lot of pressure
“Zen, I need help I’ve never proposed before”
“Of course you haven’t, idiot”
He’s trying so hard to come up with a really cute way to propose
But all the ideas he comes up with aren’t good enough
He asks literally everyone in the RFA and almost spills to you in the process oops
Jaehee knocks some sense into him saying that no matter how he does it, you would say yes
Yoosung gains a lot more confidence after that and immediately knows what to do
He decides to go for the traditional proposal at dinner instead of going all out
You go out to a really nice restaurant for dinner and you can tell something’s off with him
HE ENDS UP CHICKENING OUT AT THE RESTAURANT LOL
When you’re both chilling in his house, you ask him what’s wrong
Immediately starts stuttering like crazy
Eventually, he takes a deep breath and just goes for it
“MC… Ever since you came into my life, you’ve been nothing but kind and understanding towards me even if we were strangers. I found myself falling for you fast and I knew I wanted to protect you and make you happy. I still feel that way. These past couple years have been nothing short of wonderful and I hope you think so, too. And I hope that we could have a lot more years like them in the future. So…”
At this point you’re both tearing up but he gets down on one knee and pulls out the ring with a shaky hand
“Will you marry me, MC?
You know how he is
Obviously he’s going to want to make the most romantic proposal in the entire world
He’s got this super extravagant plan in his mind and it’s going to be perfect
Until it isn’t lol
He took you out to a romantic picnic at your favorite park
We’re talking candles-everywhere-as-the-sun-sets-while-feeding-each-other-chocolate-covered-strawberries kind of romantic
He cooked the food himself
Since you love to hear him sing, he serenades your favorite song to you
Everything is going just fine until the nerves start kicking in
The plan was to propose after the song but you’re giving him this really sweet and loving look and he loses all composure
He starts blushing and his breathing is uneven and his palms are sweaty
knees weak arms are heavy
You realize he’s struggling to say something you encourage him while waiting patiently
He takes your hands in his to calm himself down a little
“I want you to know how much I love you. I absolutely love everything about you. Like the way your nose crinkles when you laugh or how you nag me to take a break if I work too hard and how you sing to yourself whenever you cook or how you snore a little bit when you sleep haha… I love how supportive you are. No matter how tough the situation is, you’ve always defended me and stayed by my side. But most importantly, I would love it if you would continue to stay by my side.”
You watch as he gets down on one knee, a shy smile on his face as he pulls out the ring
“How about it, MC? Will you marry me and stay by my side for the rest of our lives?”
Cool and calculated on the outside, a Hot Mess™ on the inside
She does a really good job at keeping the proposal a secret from you but as they day looms closer, she becomes a nervous wreck
She starts messing up customer’s orders, drops a plate or two, ya know
You’re worried about her but when you ask about it, she quickly brushes it off
This isn’t normally like her so you know it’s something bad
At the end of the work day, you suggest that she relax a little bit before you two start closing
She agrees but goes to the back of the kitchen to get some food for you two
When she brings out a slice of cake for you to share, you ask her what’s wrong
She fidgets with her sleeve as her eyes fixate on the cake that you’re in the middle of eating, avoiding to look you in the eyes
“There’s nothing wrong, I promise. It’s just… I really love you, MC. More than you know. You’ve helped realize that I need to follow my own dreams and take more risks instead of taking it safe.” She looks around the shop. “I mean, you helped me open up my own coffee shop! But one thing you helped me most on is love. Because of you, I took a chance and fell in love. With you. You not only helped me achieve my dream of owning my own cafe but also my dream of finding someone who could love me.”
You watch as she looks back down at the cake you’ve forgotten about
As you look down, you can see a shining diamond hidden in the pastry
“Can you help me achieve one more dream and marry me?”
pretend the good ending of his route doesn’t exist lol
This man wanted the best and only the best for you
But he knew you preferred the simpler things in life
so he decided to cancel the raining rose petals and doves lol
Instead, he decided to take you out to your favorite restaurant for dinner
But obviously he made sure you had the entire restaurant to yourselves
He’s a little nervous but not so much because come on
He wouldn’t propose unless he knew for a fact that you would say yes
So dinner goes by without a problem and you two are just enjoying the quiet company of each other
But when the waiters bring out dessert, he gets a little fidgety
When you ask him if he’s okay, he takes a deep breath and starts the speech he prepared ahead of time
“I want you to know how grateful I am that you are in my life. You are so patient and understanding with me. I was so… isolated before I met you. But you’ve taught me to accept my own emotions and learn to love. I love you, MC, with all my heart.”
Jumin moves to stand up and kneel down next to you, pulling out a velvet box and revealing the ring inside
“All I want to do is to make you happy. You deserve the best life possible and I’ll do anything to ensure that. But will you give me the best life by becoming my wife?”
this is gonna be chandler and monica style from friends get ready
It’s been a while since the whole Mint Eye thing and Seven had been thinking of proposing to you
But he’s Seven so he’s really scared that you won’t say yes since he believes he still isn’t good enough for you
You knew that he wanted to marry you and why he was so hesitant so you decided to break tradition
When Seven came home from running errands, he found you in the living room surrounded by candles and looking really nervous
He sat down next to you on the couch and noticed you were tearing up
Seven goes into PANIC MODE
He starts to ask questions and see if you’re hurt or if he did something or what but you shut him up
“I want you to know how much I love you. I know you’re afraid of this whole “love and relationship” thing but I want you to know that I love you more than anything else. To prove to you that I will never leave you…”
You start pulling out the ring you bought for him but at this point you’re full on sobbing and shaking you can’t speak
This boi is tearing up but he gets the idea and helps you out a bit
hE PULLS OUT THE RING HE LITERALLY JUST BOUGHT NOT EVEN HALF AN HOUR AGO
“I knew I wanted to marry you since you stuck by my side even after going to the Mint Eye. You’ve made me become a better man in more ways than I can count. I’m sorry it took me so long and made you wait, but I love you, too.”
He looks you in the eyes as you both take a deep breath before saying at the same time:
“Will you marry me?”
V wanted to be creative with his proposal but nothing too extravagant
So he decided to make it a little sentimental instead by using his photography skills in the process
You were out with some friends so he asked Jumin for some help with the set up to which he gladly agreed
When you got home, you found a photo taped to the front of the door of you and all the other RFA members
Below it was a note saying “The first party and first time we met.”
You smiled as you took the photo down and saw more taped along the hallway
Each had notes underneath life “Our first date.” or “Taken after we said our first ‘I love you’s’” or “First time I ever saw you.” or “The day you moved in.”
The photos led to the backyard and when you went outside, you saw V standing in the middle with a big smile on his face and you walk over to him
Before you can ask him what all the fuss was about, he kneels and begins speaking
“You are truly a blessing in life. In my life. You are so patient and kind and understanding and generous without asking for anything in return. I wanted to show you how much I love you and somehow give back for all the kindness you’ve given me. All the photos you have are from moments I hold close to my heart. I hope that we have more photos to take in the future.”
You watch him pull out the ring as you hear a snap and see Seven off to the side with a camera
“MC, will you marry me and make more memories with me?”
You had been together for years and it was a slow and steady relationship
Sure you wanted to marry him but you didn’t mind waiting and giving him time considering everything that he’s been through
He wants you to be by his side since you’re the only one that really understands him
You’re both cuddling on the couch and watching a movie like any other day
It was your turn to pick the movie so you choose this romance movie Jaehee recommended
it’s not a zen movie *gasp*
At some point, the two main characters get married and you don’t think much of it
Saeran, however, has got that scene stuck in his mind
Once the movie ends, he asks you if you liked it
When you say yes, he just nods quietly and bites his lip
You know that’s a nervous tick of his but you don’t want to press him if he doesn’t want to share
You’re about to get up to get food when you hear him mutter something
It was so quiet so you ask him to repeat it
“Let’s get married.”
He’s looking at you straight in the eye and you know that he’s completely serious about this
You can’t help the grin on your face as you give him a kiss
You know what I’ve realized? Being an adult isn’t about age. Not really. It’s funny, when I was younger I always assumed that when I reached a certain age, I would have some big ‘aha!’ moment where I would suddenly know how to do adult things like cook and file taxes and pay the bills, but it’s not like that at all.
My 18th birthday felt like any other day. My 21st birthday came and went, but with the exception of now being able to order a drink (with ID, always with ID), nothing had really changed. I was still living with my parents and they were the ones who took care of all my bills– my health insurance, my school tuition, everything.
So no, becoming an adult isn’t about reaching some special age. Nah, it’s the first time you meet someone 20-30 years older than you and realizing that they expect you to call them by their first name– to address them not as Mr./Mrs./whatever, but as an equal. It’s the first time you fly on a plane by yourself, the first time you buy your own clothes without expecting your parents to pay for it, the first time your mom tells you to call a restaurant to make a reservation. It’s that first paycheck, being able to ride in the front seat of the car for the first time, the first time you decide to eat vegetables without being told to because somewhere down the line, things like health and nutrition and vitamins started to become important to you.
There’s no set age where you become an adult, because it’s a process and it starts from the very first moment you start learning independence. See, becoming an adult is all about firsts (because with a first, there’ll be a second, and a third, and a fourth…) and when you think about it like that, it’s not all that different from being a kid. Sure, there’s more responsibility and it’s not exactly easy, but in the end it’s not really something you have to try at.
There’s plenty of problems and reasons why me and my family need money, but really this is just ? for if you love me? My birthday is a month away and I want to be able to be independent/do some things for myself so my parents won’t always have to pay for me. It’s no emergency situation so don’t! feel the need to go crazy with the reblogs. If you do want to give money however, firstname.lastname@example.org
And if you don’t feel comfortable with giving without getting anything, I do commissions! I charge $15 per 1k.
Hi there, I was wondering; in a fantasy setting, should "ranged fighters," AKA archers or mages (especially mages), wear any kind of armor? One of my friends (who is a little too glued to the idea of using gaming terms for his fight scenes) doesn't give his ranged fighters much protection because "they have tank who will aggro," despite me telling him that in IRL situations enemies won't always work like that, and ranged fighters are deadly and would easily become top priority during battle.
Which works right until the tank can’t maintain aggro, then
the DPS scatter, because of course they do, and everyone wipes because, turns
out, it’s nearly impossible to hit two idiots on opposite sides of the arena at
the same time with the same AoE.
…or the tank never slotted a taunt, and the healer ends up
running from and DPSing Bloodspawn, while the DPS stand in stupid trying to
revive each other. No, I’m not thinking of a specific event, why do you ask?
Games are, by nature, an incredibly abstract approach to
combat. Even inside of an MMO, the sharp difference between how PvE and PvP
plays out should be a pretty solid indicator of how fragile the entire concept
of aggro is.
An AI driven NPC needs to know who to attack. In most cases
they’ll prioritize incoming damage, and target whatever’s dealing the most. The
entire idea of a tank is to fake out that number, boost it further, or in some
cases, completely override aggro generation, and take the brunt of the enemy’s
attacks. Which is downright hilarious, when you step back and think about it.
You’re talking about sending a party of adventurers up against an ancient demon
who’s been sealed outside of the universe for millennia, but he will ignore the
people actively trying to kill him, because that idiot who’s doing almost
nothing to him said some mean things about his mother.
As I understand it, and I could be wrong here, Tanking is
something that has come, almost exclusively, from metagaming. The idea that, “well,
players are going to take damage, so let’s concentrate it on a single player to
make the healer’s job easier,” doesn’t have a place in the real world. I’m not
sure if the strategy dates back to tabletop, or came from the early MMOs like
Ultima Online or Everquest. As I said, it doesn’t have any basis in reality.
The closest you can get is the role of infantry and
skirmishers in mass combat. But, at that point, sticking infantry between your
enemy and your archers wasn’t about protecting the archers, so much as, that
the infantry were your primary combat force.
Step into PvP, and the value of a tank diminishes sharply.
Most human players understand that, so long as the healer is up, nobody’s going
anywhere, so they become public enemy number one. Hell, most of the times, when you give players
an AI controlled encounter with a healer, your priority is clear. No, it’s not
the big tanky guy/girl/sentient iguana with death rays mounted on its armor.
That said, I’ve seen a lot of games try to make the tank
more valuable in PvP. Reducing enemy mobility, debuffing them, applying
selective buff manipulation that makes a taunted target deal far less damage to
other targets. All of it is a band aid on a system, trying to make the role
function in an environment where the tank’s foes are smart enough to say, “nah,
he’s not a problem, I’m going to wax the healer first.” Though, bonus points
awarded to the games that just go, “screw it, the tank is the healer.”
Mages wearing robes is a setting or character decision. If
armor somehow impairs a mage’s ability to cast magic, then that’s something they’ll
want to avoid. If a mage isn’t, primarily, a combatant, and dislikes, or can’t
afford, armor, they may avoid it for those reasons. That said, if armor doesn’t
interfere with your mage’s ability to cast magic, they understand how to use
it, and can afford it, not wearing armor is just being stupid (even if it is that
The whole concept of tiering armor based on the combat role
is another gameplay abstraction, without a lot of basis in history. Armor was
expensive. To the point that most rulers couldn’t afford to outfit large
standing forces in heavy armor. You got
the best armor you could afford. If you were supplied out of an armory, you
wore what you were handed, which might just be a padded gambeson.
Thing is, I rather like armor tiering. At least from a
gameplay perspective. It informs the player what the armor they’ve found is
useful for, and is very useful for deciding if the gear you just found is going
to be helpful for your playstyle. In MMOs it can help break up players, so that
you have an easier time identifying their roles. But, it is an abstract, game
system, with no relation to reality. Trying to take these things out, and
evaluate them outside of their native environment can be tricky. This is how
you end up with characters who can instantly cram three hundred cheese wedges
down their gullet to fully recover from being set on fire and flung off a cliff
into the sea, hundreds of feet below.
I’ve been trying to decide whether or not I actually want to talk about our Dashcon experience. If you know us IRL you’ll know that my wife and I recently went on a trip to Canada/Chicago purely to attend Dashcon. And following what happened with the convention, I was in two minds. Do we simply wash our hands of the whole situation, or do we talk about what happened?
Given that my wife received an anonymous message on her blog telling her to go and hang herself, I was leaning more toward the former. I almost wanted to pretend like we were never there. But after reading almost everything about the disaster, I think there are a couple of things that need to be said from our perspective.
Theo does something bad and the reader does something worse. Turns out Theo had done something worse.
Y/N P.O.V I had had an awful fight with Theo. He had been out with a couple of friends and gotten too cozy with a stripper. He swore he didn’t do anything with her but I didn’t believe him.
Then I didn’t something even worse
I woke up in Isaac’s bed. Since the fight with Theo, I had been staying there. The first night I got here I was upset and hurt and wanted to make him feel just like I did. I did the most awful thing I have ever done. I didn’t even think about Isaac.
“Y/N IT’S FOR YOU” Isaac yelled from downstairs. I quickly got up and pulled on some of my sleeping shorts and my shirt that had been thrown off my body the night before. I ran down the stairs only to be met by the blue eyes of my soon to be ex-boyfriend. He looked like he hadn’t been sleeping and there was a bit of confusion behind his look.
“Hey” I whispered looking at the floor. I was not in the mood to even deal with him after what he had done. But now I had done something even worse. Theo and I were never broken up and what I did was the thing I swore I would never do, cheating. Theo stepped in and looked at me up and down. I’m almost sure he could smell Isaac on me.
“What happened here last night,” Theo asked giving Isaac the death stare but as soon and his stare fell on me his eyes turned soft and loving.
“I'm… I am so sorry” I answered. I knew he knew what had happened. He could see it as soon as he came in. he could smell it as soon as he came in. He could sense it on me. On Isaac. I didn’t know what to tell him. Nothing I could say would make him stay. But he didn’t yell. He didn’t get angry. He just left.
“Okay…” he quietly said as he dropped my hand he had taken just seconds ago.