ok take two

friendly reminder that it’s okay to take a mental health day. last semester i was taking 8am classes monday through friday and sometimes it was a little overwhelming waking up early and sitting in class for hours, and then spending my weekends organizing and doing assignments for those classes. i was getting more sleep midday, between classes, than i was at night, losing weight (stress, no time to eat, etc.), and i was starting to lose my sense of self. i slept through one of my classes a thursday morning and decided to take the whole day (friday too) off. it was amazing. i went for a walk, and treated myself to a milkshake (really two lol), and some fudge, and desert waffles, and a lot of other junk food. and i listened to music i like. and it felt good. i recharged, took a nap (really i slept for like 14 hours on friday), and i felt a lot better.

tldr; missing class isn’t the end of the world, and sometimes it’s necessary. be alone with yourself sometimes. eat junk food. “forget” to go to the gym on leg day. pet a dog (ask the owner first). 

A Explosive Final Blow

Context: Slightly Steampunk twist on the usual D&D world. The party is facing off against a skeletal Priest in the middle of a castle of a town that’s been taken over by ice and Blights. The fight is not going well, as the boss just downed our Cleric and Bard/Rogue. My Dragonborn Ranger has had some dynamite sticks and hadn’t yet had a good opportunity to use them. What follows was also not a good opportunity, but it’s what happened(slightly condensed).

Me, OOC, after being asked what I’m doing: OK, I already know I’m gonna get screamed at for this, but if someone’s Unconscious and takes damage, all that does is make them fail one of their Death Saving throws, right?

DM, knowing what I have and knowing what I’m thinking: I mean, yeah, but… If you’re thinking what I think you are, there’s gonna be some other penalties…

Me, considering amidst other discussion: Ok…. I take two sticks of dynamite, light them, and throw them at the feet of the big bone guy. But, like, on the other side of him from {our Cleric and Bard/Rogue}.

DM: Ok, roll a couple Dex Checks to throw them…

Me: (Rolls) Oh. Shit, that’s a nat 1. (Rolls Again) And another nat 1.

Entire Party, including DM to a certain extent: (Loses Their Shit)

Long story short, the Cleric was saved due to some Divine Intervention from her deity, but the Bard Rogue lost both legs up to over halfway up the thigh and an eye.

Plus side, we got back home and after a month’s rest(wherein my Ranger promptly vanished into the surrounding city due to yet another heap of guilt), and the Bard/Rogue got a pair of cybernetic legs and an eye, so overall, we came out with a profit…

Something happened about “8 or 9” minutes ago…

A facken’ Earthquake here?! Everything’s facken’ swaying left to right, oh gosh i hope this won’t get any worse!!!
Before a facken’ Volcano erupted & now another earthquake?!

I STILL WANNA LIVE!! (even thou i really wanna die) BUT I STILL HAVE SO MANY THINGS TO LIVE FOR!!! *ahem* stop should stop this drama… hope no one gets hurt… there is still some after shocks right now but i dun give a Fack? Maybe? Lol!!! *dabs out* Was facken’ overreacting about this shi– didn’t i?  ̄ε  ̄

(Whoops I published this before I was done.) Sure thing! I love that idea it’s hilarious! Also, I’m so sorry. I read something wrong and was going to answer this ask along with another using the same imagine, but I reread the first request and they’re actually quite different. My apologies to those who asked before!

When Shoto said he wanted to go out, you knew it was going to be hot. Unfortunately, you grossly underestimated the summer weather. Sure, you dressed appropriately, but that did nothing to combat the heat. On top of that, you already hated hot weather. You were also outside. At a carnival. While you could just suck it up and deal with it, an idea popped into your head.

“Y/n?” Whoops, looks like you spaced out. Shoto was looking at you, slightly concerned.

“Sorry, I was thinking about something. Yeah?”

“Um,” he began,” are you OK?”

“Yeah I’m fine. Why?” Aside from the heat, nothing was bothering you.

“Never mind…” he trailed off. Turning his head, Shoto looked around for something to do next. “Are you hungry?”

“What did you have in mind?” You were hoping he wasn’t thinking of something hot. Why would he? He liked cold soba anyway.

“Maybe ice cream?” he suggested.

“Sure.” Thank god, something cold.

You walked over to buy something. Lucky for you, they just sold out. Shoto apologized, but you shrugged it off. As you continued walking, you took his hand. He looked at your hands, then at your face. A small smile formed. Things were always calm with him. It was relaxing.

The two of you ended up simply walking around, looking at the attractions. You had now linked arms.

Shoto looked around once more, then asked, “Want to try out some games?”

“If they’re under the shade,” you said, “yes.” Since there was no air conditioning, shade seemed like the next best thing. You were wrong.

The two of you walked up to another stand, arms still linked. “Y/n, I think we need our hands for this.” Shoto pointed out calmly.

It was too hot, so you just said, “Consider it a challenge.”

Shoto and you finished up. He excused himself, telling you he’d be right back.

“Shotooo,” you jokingly whined, “you’re leaving me alone?”

“It’s going to be short…” He seemed confused.


He returned, and you took his arm up once again. Shoto slightly raised an eyebrow slightly, but said nothing. The two of you sat down. You were now leaning entirely on his right side.

“Y-y/n,” Shoto turned to you,” are you sure you’re OK? You seem really… fatigued.”

“A-ah.” Looks like your act was up. “I’m fine. It’s just…” Shoto looked at you, clearly puzzled. “It’s so hottt and I hate it. Your right side is so cool and refreshing. It’s like I’m hugging an ice pack!”

Shoto chuckled. “If you wanted to use my quirk to cool yourself down, you could have just said something.”

“OK!” you beamed.

Looks like you had your personal AC unit now.

i had this friend. loud, vivacious, and brimming with energy and colour. her sun-bright smile drew others to her like moths to flame; and yet she could always pick me out from the crowd effortlessly. i wondered how she did that, why she’d pick me over many. 

she was the kind of person you could never look away from for long, but i saw her better from my peripherals. when she lifted her chin, her face would become awash with glowing light; and then she’d laugh about her pale skin, and the ruddy cheeks and dark freckles would appear again, as if they’d momentarily blanked out. when she grew protective, her blue eyes would spark dangerously and burn white; and then she’d blink, and the glint of her glasses would stand in with explanation. 

but i saw her best from the back. when she’d run, her fire-bright curls would flare out behind her like wings.

as flighty as she was, she always came back to me. i wondered why. 

she told me, once. 

one day, before class had started, when i was in the middle of falling asleep in the sunbeam warming my desk, she turned around in her seat to talk to me. she spoke with her whole body, from her waving hands to her bouncing shoulders. 

then she petered off, and settled into stillness. watchfulness. despite all the eyes on her, she only saw me. 

“hey,” she said. “could you look at me for a sec?” 

and when i lifted my head to look at her straight on, she smiled as if she’d found the answer. 

“look at that,” she murmured. “your eyes have halos in them too.” 

when you’ve been questioning your gender for 6 years but still dont know what you are other than “not a girl”.


wanted to draw something colorful for pride so here have an oku

Wait (Zach Dempsey x Reader)

Request:  Hi!! I am in love with your blog like oh my gosh. Can you write me a fan fiction where you just start dating Zach and he’s a couple years older than you (like he’s a senior and you’re a sophomore) and he wants to be your first? if not it’s alright. Thanks beautiful 😘

Word Count: 889


Warnings: Slightly smutt maybe? I don’t even know what this is ! 

A/N: So I write this and I really hope I didn’t disappoint anyone, or just i hope you like it. Let me know :) 

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Cold Comforts And Family

A one-shot with Hinahoho in honor of father’s day that….came out entirely to angsty. I’ll probably try to write some more fluffy things later but in the mean time suffer with me asdfgh.

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More old sketches

Back when I drew him as more….conflicted.