Here is the wonderful commission I got of Lin and Remy from @qookyquiche!! She did a fabulous job I couldn’t love it any more than I already do! She still has commission slots open so go check it out if you’re interested!
The Tree That Outsmarted Me and Punched Me in the Face
Ok so this one isn’t so much wild as it is ‘Rekina what the
heck do you think you’re doing sit down this instant’ kinda deal.
Our story begins back when I worked retail.
Alrighty so quick update. The part of Saskatchewan where I
live is flat. I don’t mean mildly ho hum flat I mean flat ok like the nearest slight incline(besides the dump) is nearly a fifteen minute drive. ok flat as a ruler
And because of this intense flatness we get some equally intense wind. The last few days we’ve had winds upwards of 90km (55mph) and that’s a pretty normal seen it all before kind of wind storm. Nothing out of the ordinary. But then sometimes we get even worse winds called plough winds. Now, these are sometimes hurricane force winds ok windy as all get out
These winds make a straight path across the prairies, ripping roofs off, uprooting trees, and causing general havoc ok
there’s a reason they are called plough winds they plough over everything in sight like a bull in a china shop it has zero regard for your average home or retail employee like myself
Plough winds only show their ugly faces during the summer. and in summers I worked in the garden center.
Now, normal people would stay indoors during winds like this. Common, sesnible people would hunker down and batten down the hatches and wait for the whole thing to blow over. Not me. Not only was I at work
I was outside
That’s right folks yours truly still had to go out and water the plants in winds fast enough to shut down most cities
So there I am in my oversized rain jacket that I was practically swimming in. This thing trailed along the ground it was so big on me. I have my garden hose on and am doing my thing
First of all, do you have any idea how hard it is to water plants when the water comes out of the hose and just kinda shoots off into the distance
It’s an acquired skill to say the least k I was standing like two feet to the side of the plant I actually wanted to water
Now if that wasn’t annoying enough i also have to deal with these jerks of trees
At the back of the center is our tree selection. I’d tied them down with the full stregnth of my scout knot tying knowledge and most of them stayed secure. But there was three little jerks on the very end that would tip over, making me go and pick them up again
This happened every ten seconds.
I would go, water a plant, and then drop everyhting to pick up these stupid trees
I did this for five hours straight
Then one time while I’m picking up a fallen ash, this little apple tree gets cheeky and topples down right on top of my head.
It didn’t hurt, but those leaves are like little whips in the wind my whole face was stinging by the time I got the jerk set up right again
This tree was about to become a very big problem
See when the other trees tipped over they would politely lay in place until i could reach them, still tethered loosely to the pole. But not this apple tree oh no
Little did i know i was dealing with Houdini Incarnated into a tree.
So I’m minding my buisness watering a plant from a distance and I happen to see Houdini take the fall. Except this time something was different. This time it not only fell, but it started to roll
It had somehow jumped the little enclosure and slipped the bonds
Im still pretty chill at this point. The whole center is surrounded by a fence where could it possibily go I’ll just go get it when it hits the fence right?
Because I was dealing with an escape artist ok what happens next had nothing to do with me
See off in one corner we had this pile of manure right near the fence.
This tree my little Houdini was chugging towards it at full speed, those little leaves were like sails it was just a’cruisin down aisles of bricks. It’s fine tho it’ll hit the manue and–
It hit the manure alright
It rolled up the manure pile
and over the fence
So now The Little Tree That Could was barreling around on the highway like a phsychotic leafy bat out of hell
My first thought is if that hits someone im so fired
I scream and drop the hose and begin my pursuit because I am not getting fired over an apple tree ok no sire im going down with my dignity
So i do the only logial thing in my head
Most people would run through the open get four feet behind them and calmly make their way to the highway. Not me
I sprinted across the compound, scrambled up the manue pile, and vaulted the fence
For one glorious moment I thought I could fly.
And then I plunged downwards with a very undignified squeal.
Still I splash down into the ditch and prepare to make my heroic capture
Problem: I had just landed chest deep in slough.
For those of you lucky souls who don’t know what a slough is let me explain
A slough is what happens when stagnat water, cow crap, cow piss, and crop fertilizer mix and heat up in the sun. Doesn’t smell good.
And I just landed chest deep in the stuff. Gross doesn’t even begin to cover it
But being the trooper I am i decide I’m going to end this day on a high note and salvage my dignity
I heave myself out of the slough and take off after the tree which is dancing around the thankfully empty highway
Just one issue: Plough Winds tend to change direction
So there I am chasing this freaking apple tree around in circles and it’s winning ok every time I get close to grabbing the trunk of branch the wind throws it in another direction leaving me stumbling like a drunk moose as I try to adjust course
This goes on for a solid twenty minutes
I’m back and forth across this highway cursing enough to make a sailor blush
And then victory is in sight my fingers graze the trunk and–
the wind stops
The base of the tree is so heavy with water that It sits straight up and whacks me across the face harder than Dwayne Johnson ever could
My momentum throws me forward, my foot catches the pot
and I sail head first into the next slough
I am now covered in disgusting, thick, sticky water and that tree is just taunting me on the road
Eventually I manage to snag the little jerk and I start dragging it back towards the compound like oh yeah who the boss? i’m the boss i caught the tree
Just as I see two more trees making a break for it over the fence
It was a long end of shift to say the least
I had a black eye from that tree for a week and a lovely bleeding cut on my forehead. But i caught it and I am still proud of that to this day
okay now that I’m actually thinking about it, Gansey must be ripped af?? Like it’s mentioned a lot that he was on the rowing team but?? He wakes up on command at 4:30am to go to training, meaning he must have been doing that for years?? Henry asks him to come back to the team again, meaning he was actually good at it, so after years of vigorous rowing and training, even going to swim before actual rowing practice, he must be buff as fuck??? Ronan really let me down on his gay ass descriptions of his friends if he failed to mention how jacked that 80-year-old-in-a-17-year-olds-body is
Samurai Jack (2017) || Ep. 1: Lost Time ↳ “50 years have passed…. But, I do not age. Time has lost it’s effect on me. Yet, the suffering continues. Aku’s grasp chokes the past, present and future. Hope… is lost. Gotta get back… back to the past….. Samurai Jack.”
I read some AWESOME fics this week and I’m so happy to share them with you! It was a long weekend in Canada so I had plenty of time to read :)
Pigeon Alley by DiAnna44, Teen, 6.8k (WIP) What’s meant to be will always find a way. Victor and Yuuri? They’re meant to be. SO GOOD so far!! Actor AU!
clean up on aisle five by alipiee, Gen, 5.3k “You have got to be kidding me. Please tell me you did not drag me around that shop for over an hour for you to leave without his number, but with coconut milk, four different types of pasta and gluten-free cereal - you’re not even gluten intolerant!” LOOOOOOOOVE THIS! It’s so so cute!
Love and Gelato by flowercrownyuri (elevensong), Teen, 7.6k Victor’s life consists of three things: taking classes at the local university, figure skating on the weekends, and working at a florist shop downtown. After years upon years of monotony, he’s convinced that nothing can take him by surprise anymore. However, when a new employee begins working at Celestino’s, a gelato shop across the road, Victor’s immediately intrigued. I’M SOBBING I LOVE THIS SO MUCH
The Rules For Lovers by ADreamingSongbird, Teen, 142k (WIP) Prince Yuuri Katsuki has a duty to his country, above all else (his desires, his dreams, and his happiness included), and he knows this alliance will help to ensure the safety of his people. That’s the only reason he accepts Prince Nikiforov’s hand in marriage. The pleasant surprise, of course, is the part where they fall in love along the way. The unpleasant one, well…That’s a long story. FINALLY got around to reading the whole fic and WOW I love it so much!! I can’t wait to see what happens next!
our doubts are traitors by astoryaboutwar, Explicit, 25k (WIP) The powered assassins AU in which betrayal comes first, forgiveness second, and love was always somewhere in the equation. That update!!! Oh my god!!!!!!!
The Two Mr. Nikiforovs by bratinella, Mature, 15k Secrets are normal in Viktor’s opinion. Yuuri shares his sentiments. Everyone has secrets they keep from others and he knows even Yuuri has some just as Viktor has. He is very grateful to have trust and understanding between them and Viktor allows his husband to maintain his privacy just as Yuuri gives Viktor his own. Which lies in the problem. LOVED THIS! Must read!!
We’ll Be Fireproof by Lukesnotpunk, Explicit, 26k Yuuri is a lifeguard at his local pool, Victor is the star of the swim team that practices there, and Yuuri might spend more than a healthy amount of time watching Victor more than the other swimmers. Victor might notice. Awesome fic!! I never knew I needed a swimmer AU until now hahaha!!
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Here’s to another week of great fic reading! Be sure to give the authors some love!
can i just have annabeth canonically basically living at percy’s place
like a moment where percy comes home from swim practice to find annabeth sprawled out on his couch and his mom in the kitchen making cookies for her. and he’s all like, “move over,” and she’s like “no, i was here first.” and percy goes “you don’t even livE HERE” and sally starts laughing from the kitchen and annabeth smiles and says, “you missed a lot when hera kidnapped you.”
If Brokenness is a Work of Art (0.5k) tw: self harm He stopped before he was too far ahead, quickly tossing the broken can to the ground and crying. This was all his fault. Jeremy hated him and it was his fault. And what could he do about it but sit here and cry? He couldn’t do anything. - This one is one of my faves.
Jeremy Heere BUT WITH MUSCLES (3.8k) Aight so we all know Jeremy had to do them sex push ups right?? Imagine him… But with muscles… And a tanktop. NOW IMAGINE MICHAEL’S GAY ASS SEEING THAT. -Written by the lovely @zellymaybloom
Practicing(8.5k) Micheal is in love with Jeremy. When he kisses him by accident, he has to come up with an excuse. Things escalate from there. -Just like…..yes
Summer Was a Different Time(0.8k) - Richjake Jake and Chloe were hanging out at the town pool during a swim team practice, when Jake fell pretty hard for one of the swimmers. -This one’s literally so cute and Jake is hella gay I love it.
How ‘Bout a Dance (2.4k - ongoing) Jeremy Heere has always wanted to become a famous actor. Michael Mell has always wamted to become a famous outlaw. What’ll happen when they meet and sparks fly? -This one’s a bit different, it’s a fucking Bonnie and Clyde AU aka my favorite thing ever aaaaa, written by my friend @genderfluidevan
Of course, I wouldn’t be me without linking to my favorites of my own fic so heere:
The Living City(10.3k - ongoing) Michael has always wanted to write for a New York City paper, now he finally has the chance. In 19th century America, he begins his journey through life as a twenty year old, not so fresh out of college and ready to leave his life in rural Georgia behind.
It’s dark when Annabeth finally drags herself home from a late-night study session. There’s a light on in the kitchen, and she kicks her shoes off at the door, drops her bookbag, follows the sounds of soft music to the small table stuffed in the corner of the small galley. Percy’s head is pillowed on his arms, crossed over a thick textbook, and a calm instrumental playlist sings from his laptop.
He’s dead asleep. The hood of his sweatshirt is tucked warm around his neck. A dark curl of hair rests against his forehead. Something almost fond uncurls in Annabeth’s chest as she looks at him, and she steps closer, reaches out–and touches his hair, brushes it carefully from his face. It’s thick, coarse, and feels heavy and damp with chlorine.
Percy sleeps on, none the wiser, but Annabeth pulls back as if scalded.
She hurriedly–and quietly–grabs a water bottle from the fridge and escapes toward her bedroom. She’s tired, that’s all. She’s certainly not feeling anything close to affection toward her terrible, annoying, impertinent roommate. He’s loud, and leaves his shoes everywhere, and plays his stupid music at all hours of the night. He’s always wet, somehow–after a shower, or swim practice, or a jog, and he’s nearly always in some state of undress, and she has to stare at his stupid abs, or his legs, or his hair–and really, does he have to lounge so ridiculously on the couch? It’s a shared living space. They’re living here together.
He doesn’t have to be so…
Annabeth doesn’t know what to think. Awful, she wants to say. Annoying. Tempting. Beautiful.
She closes her door quietly behind her, and takes a healthy swig of water.
5 Times Pie Would Have Saved the Day in Classic Literature
It is a truth universally acknowledged that pie is beautiful and delicious, and classic novels are full of characters gritting through their complicated, difficult lives. But what if these characters had a heartwarming slice of pie? Things could have been very different…
1. Captain Ahab. Was ever a man more in need of a slice of coconut cream pie? Like the giant whale Moby Dick, coconut cream pie is large and white, but far less likely to induce unholy fury and a life-shattering revenge spree. Plus, Ahab would have to sail to some beautiful tropic isle to obtain the requisite coconuts, and a balmy tropic vacation could only do good things for his chilly temper.
2. Scarlett O’Hara. This feisty Southern belle has demonstrated time and again that she won’t give her heart away easily. The only solution to her inevitable loneliness is a cherry pie as bold, classic, and all-American as Scarlett herself.
3. Dorian Gray. Rich, dreamy, and devilishly smooth. Are we describing Dorian Gray or a chocolate silk pie? You don’t know, and that’s why they’re the perfect match. Perhaps if Dorian had been able to channel the passions of his youth into eating chocolate pies, he wouldn’t have turned out as dark and bitter as a Ghiradelli 86% cacao bar. Just sayin’.
4. Miss Havisham. Jilted at the altar. Left alone with her misery in a rotting home. Surrounded for years by reminders of her thwarted romance. This woman needs some SUNSHINE in her life, for goodness’ sake! No pie is better suited to the task than a cheery lemon meringue. Its pillowy meringue, sunny yellow curd, and buttery crust are enough to make anyone clear out the cobwebs and start spring cleaning.
5. Mr. Fitzwilliam Darcy. Look, man. We know you tried. But heading into a proposal with the general game plan of “Insult family, point out her inferiority, bring up class difference, overwhelm her with ardent love” was a pretty poor strategy, all things considered. Imagine how things might have gone over with Elizabeth B. if you had shown up, casually, with a steaming rhubarb pie. You could have told her her that the bold tartness of the rhubarb reminds you of her stinging wit, but that you believe she could also be subtly sweet. Things could have gone so much better for you, Darcy.
But, since you botched the first proposal attempt, maybe you should go practice swimming in the lake at Pemberley. Don’t ask us why.
So this is the most efficient way I’ve found to create a study schedule. I’m sure I’m not the first one to use this method, but these are my pictures. Sorry if I couldn’t be more of a perfectionist when it comes to the aesthetics of it all cuz i’m really busy right now now! let’s begin.
1. Write a task list
write down in a random piece of paper (you can throw out later or not) every little study task, assignment, etc. you need to do for the time you want to schedule.
make the tasks as detailed as you possible can so you can get a better grasp of what you actually have to do.
You can do as many sheets as you feel comfortable, I did a bunch because I’m trynna do the most for my exams.
2. Fit your tasks in your calendar
Depending on the time you have to complete all your tasks, divide them day by day or week by week. That’s why it’s great to start early, cuz the sooner you start, the less you have to do each day.
The less you have to do each day, the more likely you are to stick to the plan.
e.g: have 20 tasks to do in 10 days. That means 2 tasks a day.
It’s crucial that you manage your time wisely. Some tips for not overscheduling:
be super duper realistic, even if you feel kinda bad. Just because you want to finish that task in 30 minutes, doesn’t mean you’ll do it. some things take time and you know it, you’ve probably worked enough to know how long your usual study tasks take you.
if you have absolutely no idea, schedule a day (per week if you can)for catch up. All the tasks you couldn’t finish during the week go to that day.
If you end up doing everything that week, just skip the catch up day and continue with your schedule.
2.1. Write everything down
Write down in a separate piece of paper or your planner the tasks for each day. Doesn’t have to look pretty. The big list looks scary and the division day by day or week by week should make you feel much better. I have 8 weeks till exams so I divided by week.
3. Make stuff look pretty now
If you don’t have a weekly planner you don’t have to, just get a random notebook or your bujo, your prettiest post its & washi, or just your pens and start making daily spreads so you can check your tasks more easily, copying from that previous messy spread. Make it as spaced as possible, I made a spread per week.
You don’t have to make all of your spreads at once, I did the first 2 weeks. After a while you can always go back to that messy spread and continue your planning, adjust what you need.
4. Daily planning
If you want to make 100% sure you are managing your time well, get a daily planner if you can, doesn’t have to be brand. This one has half an hour time blocks from 8 to 21, but there are tons out there, cheap ones too.
I colour code each of my subjects, and some other important tasks like exercise and reading.
I start by marking my meal times first.
Then any events. That day I only had swimming practice, I would also mark class the days I have it.
Finally, you are left with all the time of the day to complete your tasks. Fill time to complete each task. Make sure you give yourself plenty of breaks, not too many, not too little. With practice it’ll come easier to you.
If you fail, wich will happen at some point, don’t give up, keep learning from your mistakes and schedule accordingly to what feels better to you. Everyone’s different.
So, if something doesn’t go as planned, push your tasks to your catch up day, and try your best to be as disciplined as possible.
So this short one shot is a combination of a venting piece, and something that was inspired because @solbabydraws always makes me want to draw Percy Jackson stuff. It feels like sometimes people in the fandom (Not Solbaby! Just other writers I’ve read) and people in general seem to forget that Percy (And pretty much all guys, trust me) also appreciate kind words and can be sensitive. It’s okay to not always be tough folks, and that’s coming from a guy who gets through most of his problems by just toughing it out. We all need to hear kind words sometimes. Sometimes teasing can get to people, even if it’s light hearted. (It’s certainly getting old for me at work sometimes…) Ironically this is also released on MentalHealthAwareness day so there’s that too. Anyway, sorry for the mini rant, enjoy!
Glaring at his pencil, Percy wondered
how mad Annabeth would be if he snapped her mechanical pencil in
half. Knowing her however, he figured it wouldn’t be worth the scowl
and bickering for a few seconds of tension relief.
Setting down the pencil onto his “extra
homework” he dropped his head onto the table to avoid the
temptation of causing property damage for Annabeth. If he wasn’t so
utterly in love with Annabeth, there was no way he would be doing
extra homework during their summer vacation. Not even the gods could
have convinced him of this task.
They were preparing to finish their
senior year, then go to college together. However, Annabeth had
warned that Percy needed to be on top of the ball to ensure there
were no academic problems that could interfere. Of course, Percy had
already used up all his strikes, and them some, so it was really down
to the line. Annabeth had been helping him, and promised to make it
up to him later for studying so hard now.
Of course Annabeth had been the best
studying partner. Bringing him snacks occasionally, explaining things
in her wonderful confident, yet patient tone. Not to mention the
brief study breaks that usually ended out in make-out sessions.
Annabeth had some other tasks to attend
to for the day, leaving Percy to study and work on the next section
of the workbook on his own. Promising to bring him a treat when she
was free later, she had the utmost confidence in her boyfriend that
he could finish the work.
Percy had also been pretty confident
that he could do it alone. At least until his day had decided to
spiral progressively downwards. Raising his head slightly, he let it
drop with a soft thud on the table. Repeating the action, he thought
back to what had started this hellish day.
⇒genre: enemies to lovers | explicit smut, fluff, angst
⇒summary: nobody has ever succeeded at swooping you off your feet. that is until you become coach assistant for your college’s swim team and maybe then, you learn everybody deserves a chance at love.
a/n: i promise my next fic WONT be a college enemies to lovers au lmao its just so fun to do. i gotta thank @junghaze for being my beta reader and practically saving this fic from the dead i cant be more grateful