How significant is it that tsukishima kei, with his massive fear of failure and contempt of being suddenly placed on the spot, hauled ass and did a set up despite not knowing whether or not he could do it? Everything new he’s tried up until now have been things he has practiced or meticulously thought through and planned, but this was different; he still thought it through but basically admits that he was taking a chance on that move. And no one even expected him to try it either, he could have just safely gotten the ball to asahi with an underhand. But he chose to. Tsukishima knew the chance of failure was relatively high and he knew he didn’t have enough time to practice this but he still chose to try it. How significant is that?
Now that we know that Salem doubts Ozpin’s death, I wonder what she will do to CInder and cohorts when she founds out Cinder didn’t kill him. Cinder maybe a key piece, doesn’t mean Salem doesn’t get angry and punish failure
Be patient and kind to yourself! Life is a journey, and none of us arrives at our destination overnight. Along the way, there will be many failures and mistakes, but the key to real and lasting success is to continually strive to be your best as you learn from your struggles in life and move forward.
Do u have any tips for staying motivated when trying to get Ripped?
Accept the fact that some days are going to be shitty and you won’t want to do the things that bring you closer to your goals. The key is to try anyway. Fail and let failure humble you, but never let it make you quit. The mistake most folks make is trying to score 100% on every short term goal (“I’m gonna eat only fish and broccoli today” “I’m gonna lift until my limbs go numb”) because they think in six months time they’ll be where they want to be. What happens far more often is that your body or your mind realizes that this isn’t sustainable and burns out two weeks in. Some days you’re going to have 100%, some days you’re gonna have 60%, and some days you won’t have jack shit. So shoot for an average of like 85% and take it day by day.
let’s talk about tsukishima kei’s painfully obvious fear of failure. let’s talk about how it was so strong that, in order to avoid feeling like he failed, he buried the fact that he’s also pretty competitive and easily gets into things and let himself believe that as long as he didn’t care, nothing would get to him. let’s talk about how the first thing he did after the shiratorizawa match (aka after stepping out of his safety zone and admitting to himself that he cared about volleyball) was berate himself about his failures instead of celebrating the victory. let’s talk about how he wasn’t aware of his failure complex then and how he probably still isn’t. let’s talk about how terrible it’s gonna be for him if karasuno doesn’t win nationals now.
I can just imagine him being all crazy about your little baby calling him daddy! So happy and content! xx
Your heart tightens every time you reach that doorstep. It doesn’t matter how long you’ve been in this mistake-free relationship. Your four years old daughter is holding your hand, rushing you to open the door with the key you already have.
Your previous relationship was a fatal failure erupting into the most valuable and angelic human being - your daughter Y/D/N. The constant fights were at the expense of your little one, crushing her, smothering her - breaking her heart over and over when his lips let out that significant phrase motioning the spite. He hated you. Just as much as you did, but you would’ve never said that in front of your daughter. She’s his child for God’s sake. You took all that you could and left him. After few months - which is quite a small amount of time - you met Harry.
You open the door sheepishly. Harry didn’t know you were coming today, but Y/D/N wanted to surprise him, since she really got attached to Harry. The doorknob clicks and Y/D/N runs past you, pushing you lightly. “Heey, sunshine. What ya doin’ here?”, you hear his voice muted in the kitchen, followed buy bunch of laughs and your daughter’s high pitched voice. You close the door and make your way to the kitchen. Harry’s eyes meet yours and your heart melts when you see him holding your baby girl, with her head nuzzled in the crook of his neck.
“Didn’t know you where comin’.”, he says softly as you aproach him. “But I’m glad you’re here.”, he leans in to kiss you delicately. “Can I get a kiss too?”, Y/D/N’s head shoots back up, she puckers her lips and puts her tiny spreaded palms on Harry’s dimpled cheeks. He laughs and puts a tiny peck on her tiny lips. He puts her down and she immediately runs to the living room - already knowing how to serve herself. She spends the most of her time with Harry, or at Harry’s, or at home with Harry, especially when she’s sick, since you have to work and playgroups are not very fond of ill children. Her father doesn’t seem to be interested in her since you left and as much as you don’t want to, you have to admit it breaks your heart.
She kept asking about her “dad”. You felt like you had gone out of excuses and fairy tales to squeeze into her head. She would wake up in the middle of the night having a nightmare, asking for her daddy. But he wasn’t there - of course. But since Harry came into your lives, she stopped asking about him - one step at the time.
“Just made some dinner. Y/N/D? Are you hungry?”, he calls after the little one. “Nooooo I just want my bed.”, she calls back. “In a minute.”, you say and hug Harry tightly. He wraps his arms around you and kisses your hair. “I can tuck her in, kitten.”, he suggests with his voice softened. “Okay then. I’ll jump in the shower.”, you kiss him lovingly and leave the kitchen.
Harry peeks from behind the corner with a huge smile and Y/D/N laughs radiantly. “Guess it’s up to me know? We can let momma rest, can we?”, he says and picks her up and puts her on his hip. Her tiny hands find his necklace and play with it why he takes her into the guest room. “Look, new fresh jammies you left here. Your mommy probably won’t believe me but I washed them just for you!”, he says with a cheeky smirk spreading across his face. Just the sound of Y/D/N’s laugh makes his body fill with unreal happiness. He helps her change and holds the hem of the sheets out for her. “Can I go sleep in the bed with you, daddy?”, she asks and throws herself around his neck. “Of cou-…”, he stops when he realizes what just happened. “Of course.”, he finishes. This time almost inaudibly. He picks her up and brings her into his bedroom where you’re already laying in the bed with your back pressed onto the back of the bed, reading your book. You look up just to see your baby girl smiling from ear to ear. “I’m going to sleep in a bed with you and daddy!”, she exclaims and your eyes widen. Harry puts her down and she crawls onto the bed. You give Harry a questioning look but he just shrugs. However the happiness in his eyes is undeniable.