#i stopped doing my math currently IN CLASS just to draw this

[mystic-warriors]

Excuse me, Mystic, could we please have some handsome Whispers please

It's not my fault, they asked

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[junkissed]

finals season

day one of junkissed's svt seasons greetings event

member — tutor!seungcheol x student!reader genre — fluff, mild angst, hurt/comfort ?, college au  word count — 2k synopsis — getting a degree isn't easy. fortunately, your tutor that you maybe have a crush on is here to help. warnings — frat president!cheol, mentions of math (yes this is a warning), mutual crushes but they’re both kinda idiots, friends (?) to lovers, really awkward confession scene oops, there's 2 screenshots at the beginning bc i wanted to! notes — lowercase intended; honestly idk how this happened i promise the rest won’t be angsty like this sjdgkfs it was supposed to be cute but then my brain just kept chugging so. um enjoy !

one reblog = one snowy frat party

you sigh and stand up off the couch, wrapping your scarf around your neck. as much as you hated doing math, you always seemed to jump at the chance to study with seungcheol. the weather had made you reluctant to leave the comfort of your home, but the promise of coffee (and your unfairly attractive tutor) was more than enough to lure you out of the house for a couple hours.

even though your major had almost nothing to do with math, you’re still required to take so many credits of the subject to meet your requirements.

you shrug on your coat and grab your backpack in the dark, shoving your laptop and charger in with notebooks and folders. turning to take one last look around to make sure you aren’t forgetting anything, you shut the door quietly and lock it.

the lady working the shift at the front desk smiles and waves as you walk through the lobby of your apartment complex. “where are you headed?” she asks, setting down her nail file.

“tutoring,” you say, pulling the strap of your backpack higher up your shoulder.

“ooh, that hot guy that comes through here every thursday?”

you giggle. “yeah.”

“well, good luck, baby,” she grins, giving you a very indiscreet wink. “have fun with you man!”

“no– we’re not together,” you explain, feeling your cheeks start to heat in embarrassment. not that you don’t want to be together. you don’t even know if he’s single or not.

“not yet! you never know!”

“i’ll see you later,” you laugh, walking out the front door with a wave behind you.

seungcheol’s house is on the other end of campus where the fraternity houses are. it’s not a far walk, but with the snow still coming down heavily you decide not to risk showing up at his door looking like a total mess. so instead of walking like you usually do, you wait at the bus stop outside your apartment, rushing to find a place under the overhang with a crowd of other students waiting to get to class.

fifteen minutes later, you step off the bus, trudging through the quickly growing piles of snow on the ground up to the door of cheol’s apartment.

it’s only friday afternoon, but lambda phi epsilon is already gearing up for whatever party they’re hosting this weekend. you can hear faint music playing from one of the houses across the street. you wonder why cheol, the current president of the frat, isn’t over there with them, but you don’t dwell on the thought.

you smooth down your jacket and check your hair in the reflection of your phone screen, then take a deep breath and knock twice.

the door swings open immediately, revealing your tutor dressed in his… pajamas. you almost choke, your eyes falling to his flannel pants and collared pajama shirt, the top buttons undone revealing an expanse of smooth skin. the material looks soft, so soft, and you have to physically restrain yourself from reaching out to touch him.

“hey! come on in, it’s cold out there,” he smiles warmly. you snap back to attention, drawing your gaze back up to his face.

“thanks,” you manage, stepping inside. “you look, um. comfortable.”

“i love the snow,” he explains. “perfect weather to stay inside and get cozy for the weekend.”

you raise your eyebrows. “you’re not going to the party later?”

“no?” he questions. “why, are you going?”

your cheeks flare. “no, i’m– work,” you laugh awkwardly as the entirety of the english language disappears from your brain.

he smiles. “cool. you can stay as long as you want, then, i don’t have plans. we can work until you have to leave.”

“sounds great,” you squeak out.

oh, it’s gonna be a long night.

but the night isn’t as long as you thought it would be. it actually goes by pretty quickly, once you sit down and start working. as distracting as seungcheol is, you’ve really gotta learn these concepts before your final.

after many tutoring sessions you’d already figured out that cheol is insanely smart, but it never occurred to you before just how smart he is. not only does he understand the material, he understands it enough to explain everything in a way that makes sense to you— something your teachers could never do. everything just seems to click in your brain when he tells you things like why the angle of elevation is below the shape and not above it. hell, he’s even made his own practice problems for you that aren’t in your book, and after hours of teaching you get them all right, all on your own.

“try using this equation,” he says, gently nudging your elbow.

“huh?” you realize you’ve been staring at him and you whip your eyes back down to the workbook in front of you, embarrassed to be focusing on him and not the actual reason you’re here.

what is the reason you’re here? you wonder, your mind wandering. you went to the math department and signed up for a tutor, and a week later you met him in a private corner of the library to get help before your exam. and after a while, you started meeting him at your apartment, because your sessions ran long after the library had closed for the night. and now you’re sitting in his living room, contemplating every life decision you’ve made up until this point and wondering how the hell you ended up studying triangles with him in his pajamas.

he calls your name again, and you turn your head to look at him. but when you make eye contact, you suddenly feel the overwhelming urge to cry.

“do you wanna stop for now? we’ve been on this for a while, we can switch to something else if you want,” he asks. his eyes are full of concern at the sudden way you’ve stopped responding.

how did you end up falling in love with him?

“i… i think i should go home now,” you choke out. your throat feels like it’s closing up from the effort it takes not to burst into tears in the middle of his house.

“oh,” he says quietly. “are you sure? i have more practice problems for you, here, you can take–”

“why are you so nice to me?” you say abruptly.

he pauses. “i– what?”

“our study sessions go way past the hour set by the university, you make practice problems for me, you invite me to your house in your pajamas. you don’t have to do any of that. you get paid no matter what. why?”

his gaze shifts around the room, from the workbook still lying open on the table to the posters on his wall behind you. “i’m sorry about… this,” he says finally. “we can meet in the library again if you don’t like meeting here. and i would’ve changed, if i knew the pajamas made you uncomfortable.”

“it’s not the pajamas,” you whisper.

“sorry?” he says, not hearing you.

“it’s not the pajamas,” you repeat, louder this time. “it’s you. i… i don’t think i need a tutor anymore,” you say.

your vision begins to blur with tears when you hear him say softly, “okay.”

you grab your things and pack your backpack in record time. cheol holds the door open for you as you shrug your bag onto your shoulder.

“i’ll, uh, talk to the tutoring advisor and tell her you don’t need help anymore,” he says awkwardly as you rush out the door.

“goodbye, cheol,” you say, and turn down the steps to leave.

the sound of the door closing quietly behind you is what finally breaks you. tears stream down your face, burning your skin in contrast to the freezing air.

the snow had stopped while you’d been in his house, slowly turning into slush. you plop down on the sidewalk, not even caring that you’re sitting in a puddle of dirt and ice. not only had you just lost your free homework help, you’ve lost a friend who might’ve maybe been something more, if you hadn’t panicked and run off at the first thought of him.

your nose starts to run and you cry harder, wiping your nose against your sleeve, but it does nothing. you sit on the curb outside in the cold for so long you start shivering, but you don’t have the motivation to get up. a part of you doesn’t want to leave, and you don’t know why.

without the extra practice from cheol, you’ll probably bomb your final, which means having to take even more classes for even more credits next semester.

you hear a squeak behind you, but you don’t look back. whatever it is, it doesn’t matter.

“are you okay?”

a familiar voice calls out, and you force yourself to turn around.

“i mean, you don’t look okay,” he adds. “you’re sitting in front of my house, in the snow.”

you hadn’t even noticed it had started to snow again. “oh.”

“do you want to come inside?” he asks gently.

“no,” you answer immediately, but the cold is starting to get to you. “yes.”

he smiles, and just that makes you feel better. he moves out of the middle of the doorway, leaving room for you to come inside.

you stand up, trying to wipe the snow from your backside, and walk back into his house.

a pot of coffee is already steaming on the countertop, and he pours a mug and hands it to you. “why were you sitting in front of my house, in the snow?” he asks after a moment, giving you a minute to warm up.

“i don’t know,” you admit, sniffling. he hands you a tissue. where did he get that?

as you start to calm down and take in your surroundings, you notice he’s changed into jeans and a sweater.

“you didn’t have to change,” you say quietly.

“i know,” he says. “i, uh… i decided i’m going to the party later.”

“oh.”

“yeah.”

the tension in the room is almost unbearable, but you purposely ignore it, bringing his mug to your lips to drink with shaky hands.

“what did you mean, ‘it’s me’?” he says finally. “what you said earlier.”

you swallow. no running away this time.

“well. um. because you’re too good. at everything.” you close your eyes and sigh. “you’re good at math and you’re good at tutoring and you’re a good person.”

“oh?” he asks cautiously. “is that… a bad thing?”

“i don’t know,” you say,. “i don’t know. you’re too nice to me. i can’t figure it out.”

he smiles, and his hand moves at his side, as if he wants to reach out and touch you, but he stays put. “i–” he swallows. “i think you’re really great. and nice. and i wanted to, i guess, get to know you better. that’s why i suggested meeting outside the library. and why i help you so much. because i do want to help you, but, uh…” he trails off, staring at his feet. “i also want more than that.”

“you do?”

he looks up at you nervously, waiting to see if your reaction is good or bad.

“i also want more than that, i think,” you say quietly.

"do– do you wanna stay for a little while?" he asks, glancing out the window. "it's started snowing again."

you smile. "yeah."

his face brightens. "we can order food or watch tv, or– we could keep studying, whatever you want," he says shyly.

"i thought you were going to the party?"

"nah," he grins. "i’d rather stay right here.”

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[fictionalmenxyn]

College Life, pt.2

(College student!rugby player!Ghost x college student!art student!Y/n)

Summary: Y/n shears a dorm room/apartment with the one and only Ghost one of the top three best players in rugby. Although he’s quiet he’s quite popular and well known, you aren’t so much. You two have been very close since Ghost made the first move but does Ghost what to take things further?

Tw: contact sport (no injuries) and I don’t think there are anymore but if they are plz let me know by a message <3

Idk maybe a part three like last time depends if I can fit it. Also if f/n pops up I mean it as friends name :)

It’s currently third lesson, you are walking with your friend, f/n. You both had the same lesson together which was history. As you both walked in and sat in your usual spots you both pulled out your folders and started to work considering you were doing your coursework. You were chatting and working as time went on; about halfway through the lesson there was a knock at the door. You didn’t bother looking since you were going to loose the sentence you had thought about and if you didn’t finish that sentence you’d forget (relatable irl). You placed the pen on the paper as you dotted a full stop to finish said sentence. Then you had heard your name be called. You looked over to see Ghost next to your teacher; you spoke “yes, miss?” She replied “Ghost needs you a minute” you looked over to him and got out of your chair and started to walk towards the two. Once you two stepped foot outside the classroom and shut the door he spoke “can I ask you a favour?” You politely asked “what is the favour?” He answered “since I know your really good at drawing and like really good at it. I told my coach about your drawings and he has asked if you could maybe draw us a new team badge?” You smiled at the fact he had told someone about you and your art as that was your best quality. You spoke “is there a specific day I need to do it by?” He responded “uhh about two weeks time?” You nodded and spoke “I can do that, I just need to know what he wants to be on the badge and what style he wants it” Ghost nodded and spoke “if you meet me at mr.James room at lunch he’ll probably write a list or something” you smiled and nodded. Surprisingly he had pulled you into a hug and spoke “thanks Y/n/n. This means so much” you spoke happily “glad to help, and thanks for the hug. Didn’t expect you to do that” you both chuckled and he spoke “well.. I’ll see you later, eh?” You nodded and watched him walk down the corridor (hallway). You went back into class and over to your f/n to continue doing your work. They had asked what he wanted so you told them and they smiled knowing if you two were together it would be a perfect match. Sometime later, the bell went and now it was fourth lesson and the lesson was maths. Walking in you saw the usual smart ones already there, which was nothing new. You sat in your seat knowing you were on your own, due to your other friend being off from illness. Grabbing your book you placed it on the table. But in the corner of your eye you saw someone sat next to you; looking to your left you saw Ghost. You spoke “so your sitting by me today?” He jokingly said “do you not want me to?” He chuckled while you spoke “yes.. well, I’m just wondering because I thought you’d sit with your friends?” He once again chuckled and spoke “well they can sit on the desk in front and next to me, if you don’t mind?” You spoke “not at all, I’m friends with most” little did you know he actually smiled under his mask. Now working, your pen had seemed to run out. You mumbled to yourself “damn it” Ghost placed a pen on your book and spoke “here have my spare one” you smiled and thanked him. Gosh your falling for him hard you thought, you also thought about how most people were intimidated by him but he never was like that to you through your eyes. Once you had finished all your work you checked to see if Ghost was done and he had just finished. You spoke “after lunch I’m going home” he looked down at you since there was a height difference. He spoke “ok” you asked “want me to make you something or get you anything from the shop?” He shook his head and replied “no thanks” you nodded and turned to face the front again. You watched and listened the boys talking about random topics and joined in on a few when they asked for your opinion or thoughts. After that the bell had rang and you grabbed your bag and followed Ghost as you both went to Mr.James room. Once you both got there Ghost knocked on the door and waited to be beckoned in. You and Ghost stood by the teachers desk as he wrote a quick list of things to be added to the badge. Then you went home…

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[doodles5555]

Mary's Song (Oh my my my)

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Female!Reader, Steve Rogers x Adopted Sister!Reader

Summary: This fic will follow the lyrics of the song “Mary’s Song” by Taylor Swift

Word Count: 1500+

Warnings: None! A little angst at the end that is unresolved, but since this is just a blip in the character's lives, it will be ok by the beginning of the next chapter.

A/N: Here is some probably necessary information before starting: In this fic, all of our characters are a bit older than in the last one. Timelines and some details may be a bit wonky, but that's ok. I hope you enjoy!

p.s this is not a lyric fic, but instead, a fic that was inspired by the song

Chapter 2:

Sitting on the ground underneath the shade of the biggest tree in your backyard, you are focused on your favorite book, and your brother, Steve, is quietly humming to himself while working on some of his math homework. You can see the tip of his pencil moving around in smooth motions. You look over to the bright paper and see him doodling some pretty flowers on an expanding landscape, and you can imagine them in your mother's garden, the one your father built himself as a gift for your mother's birthday last year.

“That’s very pretty Stevie. You’re so talented, y’know that? I hope you do. One day, I’ll get to see your amazing artwork in a gallery. I just know it,” you ramble out before you even think about it. 

You see the corners of his smile tug upwards. You only wish he knew you really meant it. His skill is beyond his years. His teachers often comment about the doodles left on his classwork, about how he should take some art classes, to further his knowledge and skill. 

You had overheard your mother and father arguing about saving up some extra money, cutting any extra expenses to pay for any costs regarding the proposed extracurricular. Still, it ended up the same every time – Times were getting tougher, money was harder to come by, and panic was starting to settle like dust in the community. Any leftover profits from previous years were going to support your family. The stock market crashed only a few months ago, and you and Steve were none the wiser to how bad it truly had gotten.

“Maybe one day buttercup,” the nickname rolls off his tongue with ease for the commonality of its use, making his words sound sweeter than the undertones. Steve understood that your family was in an unfortunate situation and had grown poorer in the more recent months, noticing smaller dinners on the dining table and less familial outings, but he wouldn’t let that stop him from practicing and utilizing his drawing as a creative outlet. It helped him keep in touch with how he feels.

“Hey, Punk! Buttercup!” Shouting could be heard from the other side of the fence. As you turn toward the sound of the voice, you spot Bucky in the act of climbing over the worn-out fence surrounding your house. As his feet reach the ground, he races over to the shade the tree provides. He plops down at Steve’s feet, his eyes gazing upwards towards the paper in his hands. He snatches it, almost tearing the frail sheet with his tight grip. His blue eyes scan the paper intensely. The wide-eyed expression that lights up his face is priceless.

This wasn’t the first time that Bucky had seen one of Steve’s impressive drawings, but this one seemed to strike a chord in his brain. He just seems to be fascinated by the image.

“Wow, just wow,” Bucky is in awe of the gift that his best friend possesses. “So when will I be seeing this in a museum?” Bucky continues. Steve lets out a small chuckle, the idea absurd in his head.

“As cool as that would be, I already know that will not be my future.” You knew Steve always dreamed of joining the army and battling alongside other determined men and women defending the country, but that fantasy just wasn’t possible in his current state. You would never say anything to crush his persistence since the idea made him so happy, but you would always worry about his safety if he ever went through with it.

“As long as you’re happy, then we will support you, no matter what!” You smile. You meant what you said, and you know Bucky shares the sentiment. 

—--

As the sun passes through the sky and falls below the horizon line, you and the boys start running around the yard and playing tag. Steve was huffing and puffing, needing to sit out for a second to avoid an angry asthma attack. You and Bucky had been playfully bickering while the time-out was called on Steve’s behalf.

“I was goin’ to get you, I just know it!” You exclaimed through hard breaths.

“Yeah, yeah, sure you were,” Bucky said with a good-natured eye roll. 

Sensing his playful spirit, you sprint towards him intending to knock him to the ground, but you can only slightly shake him off the spot where he stands.

“Oh, you’re asking for it, Buttercup!” He tries to grab you from where you are, but you swiftly dodge his hands, barely escaping his grip. You run in towards Steve, trying to hide behind him while he is still recovering. Bucky wouldn’t want to hurt Steve by accident just to get to you, right?

Before you can even test that thought, Bucky manages to get a hold on the back of your shirt, slowing you down just enough for him to be able to strengthen his grasp on you. He throws you over his shoulder, and you shriek in surprise.

“Let me down, you goof!” Giggles are pouring from your mouth as Bucky carries you towards the big oak tree. You start to lightly hit his back as a signal for him to put you down on the solid dirt. As he starts to do so, your unstable legs accidentally make you stumble and start to fall. Unluckily for Bucky, he was still holding on to you, so you end up as a clump of bodies on the ground. You can hear Steve shout from the other side of the yard, most likely asking if you are both okay. You holler a confirmation before assessing the situation you have gotten yourself into.

Bucky adjusts himself so that his body is hovering over yours, his body being propped up above you. You can’t seem to stop staring at his eyes. They have you in some sort of powerful trance; you can’t escape if you try, but you don’t want to stop. Bucky seems to share the sentiment because your eye contact goes unbroken for what feels like minutes. You see Bucky’s mouth start to move, but what he says doesn’t register in your ears. Before you can process what you are about to say, it spills from your parted lips.

“Kiss me,” your words are breathless. Your face surely mirrors Bucky's expression; The shock is evident, but he isn’t off put by the idea. He nods, the motion so small that you barely catch it. 

He wants to kiss you. You want to kiss him. This recurring dream is coming to life right before you. This is all you have wanted since you realized your emotions for Bucky are more than platonic. He leans in, now inches from your face.

You freeze.

Every other thought bouncing around seized to a stop at that moment. You start to scramble out of Bucky’s gentle hold, untangling your body as quickly as you possibly can. Your panic is palpable. You hustle to your feet and book it towards Steve. You look over your shoulder to interpret the situation you ran away from. The regret starts to simmer beneath the flush on your skin.

Bucky’s face doesn’t show much emotion, but you can read the disappointment in his body language. His shoulders are slumped and his demeanor is troubled, almost as if he is grieving the loss of your body from under his. You automatically feel like a jerk. In your frenzy, you didn’t even think how Bucky would react to your sudden frantic disinterest in an innocent kiss.

The tears started to well in your eyes. You stammer out an excuse to head back inside the house to the comfort of your room before you let the drops roll down your cheeks.

—--

A few days have come and passed since the “incident” with Bucky, and you have been trying to avoid him. You know he feels whatever it is that is bubbling inside of you, but your embarrassment has stopped you from trying to fix the mess that you created. The consequences of your actions are starting to catch up with you. You are miserable without his companionship. Even Steve has started making comments about Bucky’s sudden absenteeism from your days under the oak tree. You want to mend the tear you created in your friendship, but the uncertainty of how Bucky may react is sending you in the complete opposite direction. 

Growing up alongside each other has created a special bond between the two of you. You never had many friends, seemingly always on the outside of everyone in your year at school. You were also not a stranger to rude remarks and getting into fights trying to defend your honor. Everything culminated in your only friends being your brother and his best friend. 

Were you lonely at school? Yes, but that didn’t matter because once you reached your front porch, you had everyone you needed at your fingertips. 

Now that one of the members of your tiny group was consistently missing, it felt as though a piece of the puzzle was missing, just shy of being complete. You know you need to fix the mess you created, but you are unsure of how to do so.

Oh my my my…

—--

A/N: Thanks for reading! I am a very busy college student, so it may take a while for me to get to writing and posting part 3, but I will do my best for it to come out sooner rather than later. Have a great rest of your day/night!

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[strangelittlestories]

“Oh, shi-” Rae stopped themself and looked around the library furtively, spotting at least one stern-faced librarian ready to shush them, then swiftly changed tack. “Oh … *zounds*!”

“What’s up?” asked Sam.

“Look at this!” Rae thrust the battered copy of the play in front of Sam’s face.

Sam’s eyes crossed. A not uncommon reaction to being presented with Shakespeare.

“Uh, what am I looking for? It’s all thou’s and wherefore’s and all the dick jokes are hidden…”

“This bit, here-” Rae stabbed the page with their finger. “Look at Tybalt’s dialogue.”

“There isn’t any.” Sam’s brow knitted. “It just says TYBALT and then an intestine and then it’s blank.”

“It’s a *colon*, not an intestine…” Rae started, then got a hold on their inner pedant (which, in fairness, was quite squirmy). “But that’s not the point. You’re right. Tybalt doesn’t have any dialogue in this scene, but he *should*.”

“...you don’t mean?”

“The ‘prince of cats’ is loose in our school!”

“Wait … there’s a furry in this play?”

“No, it’s a nickname because he’s violent but also stylish.”

“...he’ll fit right in round here, then.”

“Until he stabs someone! Come on!”

- - -

Tybalt was confused. And when Tybalt was confused, he got angry.

This is why - given the notable absence of any Montagues in this strange and over-bright facility - he currently had his fist planted in a locker, directly above a fellow teenager’s head.

The teen looked nervously up at the dent in the locker, and was grateful that his last-minute dodge had narrowly avoided a similar dent on his pate.

“Where…” hissed the rowdy Capulet “...is Romeo?”

“Uh, do you mean Romeo Chavez? He graduated last year, man!”

“Neigh, rogue, my quarry ‘tis a Montague. A villain and wretched thorn on the rose of Verona!”

“Dude, I … is that him over there?”

The teen pointed excitedly and Tybalt whirled around, drawing his rapier. Too late, he realised there was no-one there.

“Peace!” Yelled the teen as he scurred away, suddenly eager to get to Maths class.

“Peace? I hate the word.” Spat Tybalt, sheathing his rapier and setting off to stalk down the halls of Verona High.

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[my-autism-adhd-blog]

What do you think about adhd medication?

I am going to get diagnosed soon, and may get a prescription for adhd meds. I'm really struggling, I also have depression, anxiety, autism and dyscalculia (maths disorder). So yeah. Life sucks. And I cant get anything done in school or at home and my relationships with my friends are getting strained because I'm so stupid and weird and they don't really understand me.

I think that adhd meds and antidepressants or anxiety meds could really help me, and in turn help me in school. Im about to go into grade 11 and really need to up my game for senior. I'm not exactly failing (almost failing in maths, only reason I'm not is extra time because they can tell I got some stuff going on in my brain.) But yeah i get good-ish grades in most of my other subjects, but I hate the classes and the homework. I end up drawing in the margins or on my hands in class. I cant focus, I cant think. Everyone is always talking and it hurts my mind and I can't handle it. I can't stop thinking, too, and it hurts me. I just. Idk. I want to go on medication but I dont want to become a zombie.

Cause I've heard about people who took adhd meds and then regretted it because they felt like a zombie or robot.

So yeah, sorry for the long thing. I just kinda wanted to ask if you or someone you know has been on adhd meds or currently are? Or if you know about it at least? Because I just don't know, and all the websites I can find are ablist or sound like the standard "if your son tragically has adhd and is being disruptive then you absaloutly have to give him meds" and idk who to trust with this.

Thanks :)

Hi there,

It’s completely up to you to decide to use medication or not. Try looking into the side effects and how it affects people. Some say that medication helps, others say the opposite. Everyone is different, and I’m not an expert or doctor, so I can’t say if medication is right for you.

I hope this answers your question. Thank you for the inbox. I hope you have s nice day/night. ❤️

#inbox #inbox reply #inbox is open

[merriclo]

hey clo? do you have any tips for high school? starting in a week n a half and oh god am i unprepared

-🪱

oh shit yeah absolutely!! i’m a senior currently so i’ve got a few tips n tricks n such. i wrote a lot lmao my bad. have a good year worm it’s not as scary as it seems, it’s just middle school in a new font

if you have a teacher you fucking despise, pretend like you’re watching a demented puppet show, or a nature documentary, or whatever else. if you switch your mindset and start seeing it as watching the court jester fool around, it all becomes fucking hilarious instead of infuriating.

if you’re struggling literally just ask the teacher. if you’re too nervous to do so in class, ask before or after. i’ve even asked in the morning just before school started. no, it won’t make you look dumb. if anything they’ll appreciate your dedication to understanding the material

smile at teachers in the hall, tell em to have a good day when you leave, etc. you’ll be shocked how far simple niceties go when it comes to teachers

don’t worry about eating alone at lunch. literally no one is gonna look at you and go “ew what a lonely loser” they literally do not care. so many people just chill by themselves and it’s fine. i’ve eaten alone for at least one of my lunch periods every single year and it’s kind of a blast. use it to read, watch something, do homework, play a game, study, draw, whatever tf you’d like. your school also might have a thing where you can sign up to eat in the library, which is wonderful.

ok idk if this is just where i live but don’t do drugs, there’s a chance it’s laced with something lethal. also just stay away from drugs in general.

also also if you’re gonna drink, do it responsibly. don’t drink if you’re not 100% sure you’re somewhere safe (aka not a party, especially for the first time)

you don’t need that many folders. honestly i’ve had the same two since freshman year and i’ve been fine, and the classes i take give a shit ton of notes

speaking of notes, if they’re not in a notebook keep them in chronological order!!!!! it’ll make it so much easier to reference later on (especially for math and history). i recommend getting a three ring binder for this

not to sound like a hoarder but don’t throw worksheets or notes away, even after the school year is done. the amount of times i’ve looked back on previous notes or given those notes to my underclassmen friends is insane

if you’re approached romantically by anyone who’s a junior or a senior while you’re a freshman run for the hills. there’s a reason no one in their grade wants to date them, and you don’t want to figure that reason out

wear both backpack straps please. it’s so much better for your back.

if you like to doodle get a pack of index cards. you won’t draw on your notes or worksheets (as much) and you can easily hide it by slipping it under the paper, plus then all of your drawings will be kept together !!

if you’re gonna get into a fight don’t do it on school property

compliment people. people started talking significantly less shit about me when i kept telling them that they were pretty

if you look engaged in the lesson teachers will LOVE you (and will be more likely to write a banging recommendation letter, if you need it)

when in the halls, KEEP WALKING. don’t stop in the middle of the hallways pls i beg of you. and, if you’re able to, walk sort of fast. there’s places to be, thing to do.

even if you don’t use them, keep a few pads or tampons in your bag

don’t skip or be intentionally late, it’s not fun or cool or whatever you’re just gonna end up tanking your own grade or getting in trouble

while you’re getting used to your schedule, get an index card or something and write out the classes in order of your first period to your last period (with the room number!!) and keep it in your pocket to quickly look at while switching classes

you remember the “hot cheeto girl” trend from a while ago?? yeah those girls are always the nicest motherfuckers on the planet. be nice to them, compliment them, give them a pencil when they need it or something, and they will defend you until they die. once i fixed a girl’s necklace and she ripped a guy a new one for insulting me

basically just be friendly and it’ll pay off lmao

saying this as someone who was bullied: some people are bullied for a reason!! this might just be bc my school has mostly black students, but if they’re outcasted from everyone (including other odd, alternative, or bullied kids) it’s because they’re a bigot or something

don’t go around ignoring every shy kid tho often times they’re very very sweet

if your school has vending machines bring some change. there’s no thirst like middle of the school day thirst, and i wouldn’t trust the water fountains

bring a snack !! teachers see me munching on granola bars before school starts all the time and don’t say shit

dress how ya want, it’ll attract the people you want to be friends with

you can ask for due date extensions. more often than not they’ll appreciate you caring enough to ask

popularity doesn’t exist lmao

you’re not gonna be able to avoid drama, it’s high school. just stick to your morals, don’t let bitches push you around, and remember it’s probably not gonna be that deep in a few years.

if you ever feel like life sucks: yeah. because you’re like 15 years old and in high school. you’re gonna have a weird fucking time and it’s gonna exhausting but you’ll make it out the other side still breathing. everyone around you is just as miserable and doesn’t want to be there, you’re not alone in feeling like shit. because, again, it’s high school.

JACKETS. WEAR THEM. ITS CHILLY.

bring deodorant. i don’t care if you put in on in the morning, you’re gonna be in a small classroom with 20-30 other kids for pretty much the entire day. sometimes you’re gonna need to reapply and it’ll be fine. no one’s gonna judge you for putting it on. make sure you smell fine.

dances ain’t that cool it’s not the end of the world if you don’t get asked out to one. if you want to go to one just go with friends.

clubs are cool!! they’re a way to get out there and actually meet people with common interests

lots of worksheets are online

it really ain’t that scary don’t worry hun

if you wear makeup, use it as a conversation starter i’m being fr. i met my best friend by complimenting their lipstick and saying i can never find one that doesn’t crease super badly, and we ended up talking abt makeup n shit for like fifteen minutes. if you don’t wear makeup, this can probably be applied for most other things

khan academy, organic chemistry teacher, cararra, flipping physics, the princeton review, crash course, and heimler’s history are good tools to use!!!

wifi is often dogshit, bring a book or something to do when you have free time so you’re not sitting there staring off into the distance. sometimes they have an internet block thing on the school wifi, so having a VPN could come in handy

if you have a free period or a study hall or whatever i find most teachers don’t give a flying fuck if you bring a DS or something. in fact several of mine have gotten excited when they see me playing old zelda games after class

overall it’s gonna be fine. high school is fucked but it’s also home to some of the funniest things you’ll ever witness. don’t be nervous you’ll do great

#ALSO YOURE A FRESHMAN !??? #wait ok idk if ur school system does the 6-9th grade then 10-12th grade thing #HAVE A GOOD YEAR !!!! #ohhh jeez you’re just now entering high school and i’m gonna graduate this year. #holy fuck wait you know that joke where seniors will adopt freshmen they think are cool #are you my adopted freshmen. you are now #/lh #fr tho don’t stress it’ll be ok #you ask clo answers #worm anon

[i-willstealyourtoes]

✚✚ ABOUT ME ✚✚

(Just realised I haven't made one yet lol)

✚General✚

Name: 'IWillStealYourToes'

Nicknames (in order of pref): Toto, To, IWillStealYourToes (bit ominous saying my whole username 💀 /lh)

Pronouns + Gender: She/her + Female

Sexuality: Bi/a-spec(?) + maybe poly (I'm open to trying)

Languages: English, though I'm learning German and Spanish too :)

MBTI: ENFJ(-T)

Other: I'm neurodivergent bc I have OCD (and maybe smth else like ADHD)

✚Interests✚

Academic:

Languages - Ever since early Highschool, I adored all languages! I currently only learn German and Spanish, but if I could I would learn French too. My dream is to be at least tri-lingual!!

Maths - I think since I was young I was always good at maths, which I'm very grateful for. I think my favourite type of Maths is probably shapes in triangles or something like that, though algebra in general is fun :)

Accounting (ik ew) - In the beginning I found it difficult, but the more I learnt the easier I found it. Sometimes it's nice just sit and do numbers and nothing super creative.

Non-academic:

Gaming - I love gaming with all my heart. I think I've always been interested in games since I was at least 9 or something. My current favourite game is probably TF2!! I started playing in 2019 and haven't stopped loving it since (although the a lot of the playerbase can be toxic)

Drawing - I'm not the best at drawing, but a sketch now and then always helps me, especially when I want to make a new OC! I also like sketching up outfit ideas for me to try out later. I usually draw fem people, since I'm not that good at drawing masc people :(

Writing - Of course I love writing! I started writing 'x reader' fics when I was on Wattpad then moved to Tumblr!

Playing piano - I'm self-taught so I'm not that good, but I still enjoy playing simple tunes now and then. I'm currently learning 'I Giorni'. :)

Swimming - I don't take classes, I just enjoy relaxing in the water. Sometimes it's really nice just to immerse yourself in the water and not make a sound, you know?

✚My current fandoms✚

TF2 - I think this is probably my special interest lol. I love TF2 more than anything, if I can relate it to TF2 I probably have tbh-

My fave character is Engie/Demo, my fave ship is either Medic x Heavy or Miss P x Zhanna and my main is Medic!

PAYDAY 2 - Something about shooting things as a team is just rlly fun to me lmao. The OST is genuinely so good if you can't get the game just listen to it fr fr- I usually am a stealth guy but omg M1 garand yippeeeee-

My fave character is Sokol/Dallas and my main is Joy (I play Sokol or Dallas sometimes)

Undertale - Probably the first game I actually loved??? It's literally still on my favourite list fr- I would play it again but I did the True Pacifist run and I don't wanna ruin Frisk's life 😭

My fave character is Papyrus/Sans!

Star Wars: Clone Wars - It's an amazing show with great characters and visuals! I definitely have it as one of my hyperfixations... It's really interesting to watch the show and see how each season the animation/visuals improve. I wish there was a separate show or smth where the clones actually get a good ending for once... 😭

My favourite character is Fives, Tech or Plo Koon :)

(I literally just found out the graffiti on Plo Koon's ships say 'Plo's Bros' and I can't stop thinking about it)

Lethal Company - I love this little horror game so much! I had a hyperfixation to the point I actually made a 67 slide PowerPoint about it... I might have a problem. I like playing it with my friends the most, since I get scared really easily!

[dimobserver]

Rules: Answer the questions in a new post and tag 10 followers you want to know better.

Thanks for tagging me @aomitois!

Named after anyone?

Probably not, or at least i’m not aware of it

Last time you cried?

Not sure ^^’

Do you have kids?

I don’t and i’m not planning to. I’m currently taking care of a mint and a small mango, if that counts xD

Do you use sarcasm a lot?

I tend to use it often when speaking polish, but only when i think the meaning is obvious and won’t cause any hurt, mostly when joking. Not so much in writing

What’s the first thing you notice about people?

Their vibe in general, i think? Also the colours of their hair, clothing etc, because i’m bad at remembering faces at first

What’s your eye color?

Green according to all my documents, but i’m not sure if i should call them that or not to be honest. They’re something like a mix of blue and gray with orange rings? Dunno xD

Scary movie or happy ending?

Happy ending- i’ve never been interested in scary movies, though it’s not like i can’t watch them. And there’s nothing bad about a happy ending, at worst it just won’t make any sense

Where were you born?

In Poland, in a city that always felt too far away for me to go and see even when the distance is not actually that bad

What are your hobbies?

Drawing, watching anime and reading manga, going on walks in parks, forests etc or sightseeing (when there’s a lot of seeing the area and little museums etc) and taking pictures, reading fanfics, probably other stuff i can’t think of at the moment

Do you have any pets?

Yes, i have a tortoise. She’s a picky eater and amateur interior designer that’s been with me for 16 years ^^

What sports do you/have you played?

Only the ones we had in PE at school. Never been particularly good at them, but it wasn’t so bad either. I’ve enjoyed volleyball the most. Other than that, if martial arts count too, i trained karate for 10+ years and maybe i’ll be able to come back to it someday

How tall are you?

166cm

Favorite subject in school?

It would depend on the time, but in general my favourites were chemistry, physics and math. A lot depended on what happened in class and who was teaching (for example in 2nd year of high school chemistry quickly stopped being my favourite and became a chore so much i lost any motivation to learn, despite still liking the subject)

Dream job?

Nothing in particular, just something that will seem helpful to others and be rewarding in letting me see effects of my work. It paying well enough to allow me to live somehow comfortably would be very appreciated too

People I tag : @p0l-anka, @savemycrustysoul, @chifhuyu, if you’d like to ^^

#tag game

[tombeane-blog]

There Is Nothing Social Or Secure About It

March 2023

(Caution! Contains a bunch of numbers and charts and math and stuff.)

I recently conducted a nationwide survey and asked,

"Do you believe that our current Social Security system works for the benefit of typical working Americans?" 

To illustrate the final results for my friends down in Resume Speed, Georgia... after I received literally multiple responses to my questionnaire I aggravated the data and complied them to produce this illuminatorial pie chart.

Let's just throw it out there - We need to eliminate Social Security.  You heard me.  Terminate with prejudice.  Blow it up.  Better yet, "Blow it our your #$%@ Uncle Sam!" (sorry, that just sorta slipped out.)

Wait.  Sit down and take a breath.  Don't panic.  Not right away - we need to phase it in.   The new program starts with the young.  The young already know that there won't be any Social Security monies left for them so they will get the shiny, new and improved, Tom Retirement Plan.  Old folks like you guys just stay on the current crappy plan.   

OK, here's my case:

The average payout of Social Security is about $19,000 per year.  

It burdens the young cause they are paying for your retirement and not really saving for themselves.

It is going broke.  

When you die, it stops.

When people die early in their retirement, they've paid more into it than they get back. 

Those who live a long life get more than they ever paid because that's the way this Ponzi scheme was designed. It's not a bug, it's a feature. 

As the population continues to decline we accelerate towards a smaller population of young people paying for a larger population of cool, good looking old people like me.  

It is 100% unsustainable in it's present form.

With Tom's new and improved plan:

The money you pay into the plan grows with interest.

You will always get back what you put in - plus more. 

It belongs to you and not the government.  

When you die, the remainder goes to your heirs. "Yea, MeeMa died. Now I can get that boat."

When you retire you will have more money.  

You are guaranteed not to lose money.

As you spend in retirement, depending on the amount you withdraw, the principal can continue to grow.

You could draw out different amounts in different years (with limitations so you can't take it all, fly to Vegas and put it on the Eagles To Win by 26 1/2).

Here is my plan:

Instead of paying the current 12.4% payroll tax(employer 6.2%, employee 6.2%) into Social Security - the money goes to buy 30 Year U.S. Treasury Bonds in your name in your private account.

You can't access it until you retire just like today's Social Security.

To sweeten the pot for the politicians, it will work the same as Social Security i.e., it IS a retirement account and not a savings account, so if you die before say, 60 or some such, it is transferred to the feds.

It does not affect your IRA or 401k.

Here's how the math works:

I didn't apply inflation because the basic principle's of the comparison don't change.

John Doe starts at the age of 21 earning today's minimum wage ($15/hr) $31,200 per year.

12.4% of John's salary is put into his Treasury Retirement Account.  So John does not pay one more penny than he pays today.

John averages a conservative 1% pay raise each year.

John's 30 Year Treasury Bonds average 3.8% interest each year which is lower than the historical average and again, conservative. 

When John reaches the age of 70 he has $658,000 dollars in his account.  If John wanted, he could take $22,000 per year and it would never run out. (Again, Social Security will be more than $19,000 due to inflation - but so will John's Treasury Bonds)

If John works hard and makes more than minimum wage and/or averages more than 1% per year in raises.....well....."Hey honey, good news, we're gonna die rich!"

If John marries a working class Jenny from the block, each would have their own plan and the survivor gets it all.  (Jenny goes on The Google to find a boy toy and everyone wins except John.)

"Yeah Vern, what's your question?"

"I got a couple.  First, what about all those people that don't work.  Never did, never will.  No way, won't happen?"

"Well Vern, the old, cold hearted Tom would say - screw them all just like in the old days.  But the new, sensitive, caring Tom asks, 'Well, what does the government do with those people now? Answer: prints money and gives 'em stuff."

"OK, but what about the transition with all the new people not adding money to the Social Security Fund for the old people?"

"Well Vern, first of all, the Social Security Fund does not exist - it's just a government accounting trick - and second, people buying Treasury Bonds are still sending their money to the Federal Government. It would just be sitting in a different bucket."

"This all sounds too good to be true.  Isn't there still some sort of risk?"

"Good question Vern.  The greedy, lying, thieving feds would still have control of the money so they could totally screw it up in one of a hundred ways.  However, my plan would mandate that the majority of the Individual Treasury Accounts would not be in the sticky hands of politicians looking for creative ways to give it away."

"Of course Uncle Sam would need some of the money during the transition but the majority would be held in regional or state or local banks with feds establishing standard rules and regulations but no ability to pilfer them or even borrow against them. It is your money in your account."

"I'm still not sure Tom.  My head hurts from all them numbers and things."

"Look at it this way Vern.  No more political ping pong about your Social Security every election cycle.  You know, like when one side says, 'Those other guys want to take your Social Security away but I want to print up a bunch of fresh greenbacks and give you more more more - oh..... and vote for me'."

"Turns out there won't be anything to take away.  The money is yours from the get-go. Greedy politicians would be forced to look for a new shell game to play." 

"The interest and growth won't be pilfered from the young and spoon fed to you by the feds but will be all yours and tied to the capital markets and the health of America itself."

"And one final thought Vern.  Can it be any worse than what we have today?"

[sonlagrasrees]

FUCK FUCK FUCK

You know in life when you gotta actually do things? Like, DO do things. You know, plan for college and what you wanna do after that.

I've been meaning to write this stuff for some nights now because I will be terribly FUCKED UP if I don't figure myself out soon.

A friend has been bugging me about her college plans and I envy her for that because why does she have to get it all figured out right away WHILE I'm still here married to my phone, rotting on my bed. Slacking all summer isn't really the best thing to do for a teenager like me, I guess. Maybe I should have worked out, perhaps tried to develop my body so I'd be more muscular or whatever. Or maybe I should have reviewed for incoming college entrance exams and looked for options. I DON'T KNOW, SOMETHING ACTUALLY PRODUCTIVE. That bullshit "you don't have to be productive---" Facebook quotes really fucked my soul. I don't know man, I guess I let everything slip because I'm too stubborn to plan for my future. Why? Because the future terrifies me. Anyway, I think I'm just angry at everything right now because I really have no idea what I want. AND I DON'T KNOW WHY!!!!! It's ironic actually because I hate my current situation. I hate living in this town, in this house, with these people. I NEED to get away from them. I need to pass the UPCAT (I heard there's a high possibility of UP conducting entrance exams again this year) because I desperately want to be AWAY.

Oh my god, okay, I think I just canceled whatever I said in the first sentences of this essay. I know what I want! I want to leave this place. I want to study at UP. I know, I know. It's ambitious. I mean for someone who barely remembers his science lessons and is horrible with numbers, my chances of flunking the CETs are as big as the sun. So maybe I should check some materials online. Maybe I should stop being so lazy and stubborn and get my shit together or I'll end up being a random, weird, and creepy dude who spends his day on his bed scrolling and saying shitty stuff on Twitter.

So the goal is to get to UP. That's not so hard, I just have to review the basic foundations of science, math, and grammar. SHIT.

Now the scenario still looks bleak because I don't know what college degree I should take, given that I don't have a thing. You know, A THING. Some people are really good at debating, some are terrific writers and readers, and some have really good hands in drawing, painting, and all that artsy stuff. Me? A jack of all trades is a master of none. I swear my English teacher once uttered that in one of her classes but I don't have the energy to search which dead poet said that or whoever she told us said that quote. It's also an incomplete quote that I'm sure I'm using outside its supposed context. My point is that I'm not so confident with my writing skills or art styles. I don't think pursuing a passion that is based on them is worth the risk. Discovering what you like is really difficult since the risk of that shit not liking you back is a deal-breaker. But I guess I will just have to work with what I have-LOVE FOR HUMANITIES. Sure, I'm not a bookworm or some feminist who's in love with Jane Austen, but I do enjoy reading ( just not for a long period of time). I also like to write and discover information about current events and history. And that's a big BIG thing-if ever I decide to be a journalist or a teacher or something related- since I am not a risk-taker. AT ALL. Why the fuck would you eat a random berry when you're stuck on an island? That shit could literally be poison, go fetch some coconut! See! that's how I think, I'd rather be hungry and feed on ants than die from my own ignorance. I NEED TO KNOW THINGS!!!------ SHIT WHERE IS THIS GOING????

aLL IM TRYNA SAY IS. I. NEED. HELP. and I know no one's ever gonna read this except myself (or if I send this to my crush who I think I am obsessed with so I better not send it to them because that will just release me into my insanity and eventually break my heart because they don't like me back for some reason that they refuse to disclose to me because they basically ghosted me and I stopped messaging them because when people don't text you back that usually means they're not into you so you gotta back off and I'm really really super frustrated at how my life is going right now so I don't need myself adding more fuel to the flame or smoke or something aaaaaa). SO THE BEST PERSON SO TURN TO is not some weird sky daddy BUT MYSELF. I need to pull my shit together and focus on my goal number 1-GET INTO the UNIVERSITY OF THE PHILIPPINES ( I do not want to discuss to myself why I want to study at that specific university or campus). I need to study for college entrance tests and fuck-take care of my skin and body more.

Man, I really wish I was more motivated and inspired and in love.

[trinitylhearts]

Thoughts With Trinity L. Hearts 2022 Jun 25

Today is Friday June 24th of 2022, I just watched four hours of YouTube and then scrolled a hour on Twitter while having breakfast, lunch, and a cup of green tea at home (And now a cup of honey vanilla chamomile tea). Experiencing a bit of “head pressure” probably from watching too much and focusing too much trying to connect the pieces which is what this is - my attempt to make meaning and sense of the yar-content of videos and tweets.

The two tweets I ended on were one by Lyndsey Ogle @lyndseyogle with the context of teaching humanities: “Most importantly, however, they figure out over the course of the semester, that unlike their math & science classes, they won’t leave my class with answers, we aren’t trying to prove something right or wrong. But instead want to understand the world better so we can be better.” https://twitter.com/lyndseyogle/status/1217927553962242049

And the second by Mike Rugnetta with the context of the SCOTUS’s decision overturning Roe v. Wade: “It all sucks and I know you’re mad and I know a lot of you think I’m not helping but I truly (in a very deep way) think we need to start shifting our trust in the capacity for change away from our government, and towards each other. I know that’s very hard.” https://twitter.com/mikerugnetta/status/1540389877799419904

And… I’m not familiar with Roe v. Wade or the history of abortion rights in general. This blog post is more about myself, which maybe cringe or self indulgent, and about figuring out what I should be doing in the context that I’m interested in learning how to write, draw, illustrate, and board game design / TTRPG writing and how to apply those abilities towards helping each other.

Which maybe is selfish in a way - though I choose to believe that art can help us get on the same page, point our flashlights on problems, and harmonize to solve them.

For context I’m a white 25 year old transwomen who lives with their father without a “job” - I sometimes work as clean up or as an extra pair of hands for him on their construction jobs (cleaning up roof shingles or interior remodeling - that sort of thing). November 2019 I was also diagnosed with bipolar schizoaffective, and decided last May to stop taking my medicine for the schizophrenia symptoms (and I already had stopped taking my medicine for the bipolar symptoms sometime last year) - and I’m feeling pretty alright for the most part, sometimes my bipolar and or schizophrenia gets the best of me but since I was diagnosed I have developed techniques for coping, adapting, and developing self efficacy.

I struggle trusting myself - knowing how to react or respond to my own thoughts and feelings, how to react or respond to others, how to react or respond to personal problems I encounter. And with my feeds seeing societal problems that people are outraged with and their distrust in institutions, and rightfully so, I also grow distrustful of institutions and of people generally.

Vsauce by Michael Stevens made a video a while back on Juvenoia with talking about Strauss-Howe generational theory - where currently we’re in a period of crisis where new institutions are built from the ground up, and in a cycle eventually they’ll decay and will have to be built again from the ground up within the next crisis phase. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LD0x7ho_IYc

And maybe it’s not all bad, my brother just shared with me a Twitter thread of video game corp. brands responding to SCOTUS’s decision; https://twitter.com/Nikeyg1/status/1540425566263906305?t=dpH9DpKCMknrUJP-cpPiXQ&s=19 

even though, I don’t think we can fully put our faith in big scaled companies to solve our problems when they’re guided by metrics like profits. I’ll mention Extra Credit’s video “Losing Player Trust - The Data Dilemma”, which with their ideas on comparison can also be applied to governments as well I think - - but anyways corp. or not we can use all the help & support we can get https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fuEy0Y4xoT4

and also we should be mindful of a The Mitchells Vs The Machines scenario where we put all our trust into corporations to solve our problems or a Cyberpunk scenario where they gain too much power. Anyways like Mike said, I think we should be putting trust in each other to keep institutions not only accountable but reliably aligned to the needs, wants, desires & dreams of the people. As they say, “Of the people, by the people, for the people”, which I just googled was said by Abraham Lincoln at Gettysburg.

With stories and worldbuilding, I wonder how we can use them to design better systems than the founding fathers had with the U.S. or than other countries in history and in the present day? I also am reminded of a few videos, here’s a list:

How Do You Design a Just Society? | Thought Experiment: The Original Position https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=P3gWGtf_w_s

Comment Responses: How Do You Design a Just Society? | Thought Experiment: The Original Position https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=crnj9R4HGCI

Politics in the Animal Kingdom (Playlist) https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLkLBH5Kzphe0Qu8mCW1Leef2xSxPK1FIe

The Rules for Rulers https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rStL7niR7gs

America From Scratch (Playlist) https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLpn_kDt8Duwgs0HUEW0F8kbV8O12Icsln

Extra Politics (Playlist) https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLhyKYa0YJ_5BMjoxHASNb0uGK_XQrUx9D

Incentive Systems & Politics I - Making Congress Responsible for Their Decisions https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Xa-vQ0L77LY

Incentive Systems & Politics II - Limiting Corporate Influence on Policy https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Mu5QZmPG8zk

Incentive Systems & Politics III - Breaking the Gridlock in US Government https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0X2es__Wtuk

Why Socrates Hated Democracy https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fLJBzhcSWTk

Brexit: What Is Democracy? https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Vr-ZeToI4R8

Is Democracy a Human Right? https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bHid2PbcYhc

The Hidden Rules of Modern Society https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d_SYW1ElDb8

Has The World Already Ended? Or Just History? https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Nr0MmKlwd44

Comment Response: Has The World Already Ended? Or Just History? https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JSN_8SeNLMA

The Philosophy of Elden Ring https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ACTvcdXr95I

The Bronze Age Collapse - Systems Collapse - #4 https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3HaqpSPVhW8

Earth Abides - Dystopias and Apocalypses https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2hieycSRUeM

I should read more books. I’m currently reading Nimona. Btw my head pressure is gone.

Anyways, I want to make webcomics, write short stories and posts, and create art that explores life, solving problems, and uses imaginalism, - (as the creator of Stillfleet, Wythe Marschall, coined: imagination as philosophy,) - and to support others..

#Thoughts With Trinity L. Hearts #Trinity L. Hearts #Thoughts

[countlessimagines]

heya there! i was thinking of requesting for a match up request for Stranger Things (S4 WAS JUST TO AWESOME) and maybe from TopGun:Maverick if it’s possible! i am a straight and go by she/her pronouns. tysm!

🅐🅟🅟🅔🅐🅡🅐🅝🅒🅔

short :p

light-tan ish skin (it kinda glows in golden hour🌞)

black hair (shoulder length) and it’s very thick and goes straight to wavy (and very smooth and soft)

dark brown/black eyes

my lips are in this mauve-peach color

people say i look youthful, hence i even look younger than i am!

🅟🅔🅡🅢🅞🅝🅐🅛🅘🅣🅨

extroverted but a teeny tiny bit shy, but i mostly like my voice to heard in situations

confident and charismatic: i feel like i can take on any challenge even though i might not succeed. i’m most likely to take a stand when others don’t💐

charming 🌝

hilarious 😎

i like to say witty stupid comebacks when in an argument. for example when my friends are fighting i love to yell “AYEE what’s the tea the girls are fighting”

i do good in school, so i’m happy to help others who are struggling

fav subject: science and math

fav classes: ela and social studies bc they are CHAOTIC

i go with the flow but at the same time i’m stubborn

people tell me i’m too “preachy” but i’m just speaking my mind + saying what you can’t when i stand up for others

i won’t persist until a task is done

i’m great at detail and even better at seeing the bigger picture. i can see multiple perspectives which can lead to me being indescive.

in romance you have to keep stimulating me other wise i’d be bored and leave you in the dust (sadly). i like the feeling of wanting to know more

i like to chase and to be chased. it’s fun to be unpredictable and to switch things up 😋

my love language is quality time, physical touch and teasing someone lmao

i like being the life of the party, i always know the tea

i have a loud cackling laugh and hehehehe high pitch laugh 💀

i kinda get annoyed easily but i brush it off. same thing with anger i blow up but forget unless you truly did something so bad, i’ll hold a grudge for like a week maybe.

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drawing, painting, coloring 🌈

reading (sometimes)

napping

socializing

watching stan twitter - i know a lot about pop-culture

playing my flute

trying to participate in various sports even though i suck lol

learning new stuff

annoying someone

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i love the preppy, vsco, indie, Y2K and sometimes vintage style

i love going all out for parties. gotta dress to impress 💅🏼

i like listening to rap and pop music mostly. my favorite artists include: ariana grande, nicki minaj, doja cat, little mix, 5th harmony, 1D, harry styles, drake, mgk, eminem, pitbull, Britney Spears, taylor swift, selena gomez etc.

🅦🅗🅞 🅘 🅕🅐🅛�� 🅕🅞🅡

JOCKS/SOFT-JOCK: omg there’s just something about them which makes me go DJFOSKGISKGGISKGJFI. traits include: popular, playboy, arrogant, risk-taking, humorous, aggressive but also a huge teddy bear

nerd/dork

idk but someone who is serious, assertive (traditional?) but also patient and warm in the inside

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mbti: the last time i took the test i got ESTP-A but i do have ENTJ tendencies too.

my enneagram is 7w8 but i also relate to 3

capricorn sun: hardworking, determined, independent

libra moon: flirty, charming, social, adapt

leo rising: dramatic, generous, flamboyant,humorous, bossy, attention-loving

i’m currently listening to Flawless by Beyoncé and Nicki Minaj and CHEFS KISS

i was also listening to DOLLA SIGN SLIME and i totally vibe with megan’s verse

“they can’t stop me

say i can’t do it, bitch watch me

all you lame hoes turned hatin’ to a hobby

damn, watching me gotta turn you on

i should have my own category in p***

ooh, i’m just such an obsession

tea about me in IG suggestions

thick, no add-on prosthetics

everything about me came from genetics”

that’s it! thank you so much!

STEVE HARRINGTON

#ship request #stranger things #ships #ship #ship requests #stranger things request #stranger things ship request #steve harrington

[iwannaban0nym0us]

Holly shit y’all I just had the most incredible day !!!!

Sooooo, first of all it was senior prank day. Pranks included parking cars in the courtyard and on the front side walk, ceran wrapping the high school head’s car and filling her office with balloons, putting a trampoline in the library, moving a bunch of chairs ceran wrapping random places, putting up random posters of teachers putting bubble wrap by the entrances, moving all the furniture from a few classrooms outside and of course putting a Dino statue in the cafe. Ok, I should probably explain that last one. So at the middle school campus there’s this Dino statue and it’s traditional for the 8th graders to move it on prank day, but instead the seniors beat them to it and stole it for the high school.

My first block was a lab check in in physics, so nothing much. Then between classes I got to kinda sorta jump on the deconstructed trampoline. Then I had history where I was actually semi-productive, I’m still behind but who cares? My teacher doesn’t, as long as I finish it before she’s ready to grade it.

Next was lunch. To start there was an a cappella concert in the courtyard which I went to of course, since one of my friends was preforming and did amazing. Then I spent some time wandering around campus with my friends. At one point we stopped by to look at the senior prank day rave which they went all out on man. They blacked a classroom and brought in flashy lights and a whole dj set up, it was crazy in there dude. Oh also yesterday one of my friends told me who their crush is and I promised that if they told me theirs I’d tell them mine, so I told them his name and we were talking a bit. At some point we ended up walking behind a teacher that we all know and at that point my friend happened to ask if I knew if he was queer and I was like idkkkkk and they were like how can you find out and I was like even more idkkkkk and then the teacher chimed in with something like ah I love that conversation, implying that she’s queer too.

Then we had to go to our afternoon classes. In my first afternoon class I spent half the time drawing a passive agresive jab at my schools structure and admin, in the form of a tree and a rain cloud (and a pride flag because why not), with my group. Then the next half was just spent chilling.

Ok, just a note my current pin count at this point is 0

The next thing I did was go to math class. There I saw one of my friends wearing an orange ribbon pin and I asked if it was for ending gun violence (which I only know because of nwsl team logos) and they said yeah, do you want one, and I said yes ofc (pin count 1). Then one of the seniors from the soccer team came in and tried to convince the math teacher to let her teach the class instead, unsuccessfully. I did get a “tattoo” on on my arm that says I <3 SNRS tho. Then we had normal math class, until almost the end. Towards the end of class our teacher informed us that our self evaluation needs to be A FUCKING 5 PARAGRAPH ESSAY plus answering 2 OTHER QUESTIONS like wth this is math clas!?!?!

Things got way better after that. Next thing I did was go to true crime club with my friends and get some tasty snacks. Not long into that one of my friends said they were gonna go make gay pins, so of course I followed them. I ended up cutting out a bunch of circles of paper and running up and down 2 flights of stairs 3 times to assist in that endeavor. During one of those runs I got a compliment for my gay ice cream button down. Also I received one good pin and one slightly failed progress pride pin (pin count 3). At one point I helped out with the pin making a bit and the pin maker told me that they liked my ring (which is a boring black ring so I can only assume they know it’s meaning!!!!) There was also some tossing/kicking/heading around of a balloon in there.

Then I had to leave that sooner than I wanted to to go to robotics. To start out we signed the pit signs and could grab rapid react pins (pin count 4). Also I said hi to the robotics coach and she complimented my shirt, meaning both the gay ice cream and the robotics shirt I was wearing underneath. Then we settled in and did a ton of appreciations for all of the seniors which was bittersweet.

After that I chilled with my friends for a bit at school and at one point ran into a friend who was like I found a safety pin in my pocket does anyone want it. So of course I said yes and put my gay ribbon on it (pin count 5 and complete). Also during that time a different one of my friends told me that my voice sounds like sport man voice !!!!! 

Then I walked to a pizza place like a block from school with a few of my friends for dinner. Then we came back to school and chilled with a few more of our friends for a bit and I got told that I have dad pockets. So, new gender achieved: sport man voice with dad pockets. 

Then we all headed to the musical. Before it started I got to say hi to one of my favorite middle school teacher teachers which was great.

Now, the musical, oh my god, the musical, like I knew it was gay and I’ve definitely met the theater kids but HOLY SHIT. First of all, the incredible talent, second of all the shear amount of gay references and third holy shit my grayfriend and zir boyfriend and so fucking adorable.

At intermission I was going crazy with my friends at how fucking gay it was and like seriously how many gay references can they put in one show??? Also I went and said hi to my Japanese teacher (who’s a proud gay man) and he told me it’s the queerest show he’s ever seen and he’s so glad he came.

So, there’s 3 couples in the cast of the musical and I’ll save the best for last when talking about their in character interactions. First, there’s this one couple who haven’t been dating very long and they had this cute little hug in one scene. Then there’s this other couple who’ve been dating for a little while and in one of the scenes one of them gets to kiss the other’s hand. And then there’s my grayfriend and my metamour. 

First there was this bit where my grayfriend took a flower from zir suitcase and put it in my metamour’s then there’s like 2 scenes where they walk off basically hugging each other. Then in the second act there’s this super cute scene where they’re each other’s dance partners in a very gay & in love way and at the very end of it they kissed like ahhhhhhhh they’re so cute. I fell so fucking hard for my grayfriend during this show, apparently watching people pretend to be really gay with each other and then watching my grayfriend be adorably gay with zir boyfriend turns me into a hopeless romantic. I was going on about it so much that my friends were making fun of me for being a simp, but like I can’t help it I really love my grayfriend.

Now imma go on about all the gay references so fair warning for minor head over heals spoilers below the cut

Hmmm I wonder what rhymes with curls, it couldn’t possibly be girls, no no way

Yeah the poet Sappho is pretty cool, and so is the island of lesbos

The little gay hand motion when the hand is be held out to be kissed ahhh

The fact that they exactly describe what figuring your identity is like ahhhh I really truly love having this story to relate too

The pride flags falling

Also NONBINARY BAD GUY THAT TURNS OUT NOT TO BE A BAD GUY HELL FUCKING YEAH and GENDERFLUID CHARACTER GENDERFLUID CHARACTER CENDERFLU-

There’s so much gayness it’s hella amazing ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

#me #long post #grayfriend #queer #head over heels #gender #school

[palebluelovepages]

i think i’ve been in denial about this for a while but fellas........there’s less than a month of school left and let's just say........i’m not pumped

#i have a lot to do and i lot to worry about!!!!!!!! #finals coming?consider me dead #i still have......work due for math from the beginning of the year because i changed classes and they didn't tell me about it until recently #so thats just GREAT #hhhhh!!!!!!!! #i'm not ready for summer lads #not ready at all #on the brightish side i should be giving blue some gifts soon maybe hopefully??? #i wanna write her a lil note but i also have no idea what to say because we didn't talk a whollllee lot this year but i gave her a lotta thi #ngs n we had some good moments and it Strengthened our Bond™ a wee bit bUT STILL #idk if im being weird???i also wanna give her more drawings but oof????is this t o o m u c h someone put a stop to me bECAUSE I CANT #the good thing about summer is that itll be closer to next year and next year i just might get to be her ta !!!!?!!! #u can catch me down on my knees PRAYING #also other news.....i'm gonna miss my current teachers to #they are v good n nice and UGH i dont deserve these people #but leaving blue again for almost 3 months will be....................not Good #i'm just...........in panic mode #also i saw her walking in the school this morning ICONIC #SHE had 3 large bags of stuff??? #idk what they were #she also caught her bun on the roof of her car as she got out #had a bit of trouble there #ME TOO HUN #who even reads these why am i typing #teacher crush #teacher crush community #tc community #female tc #gOSHSD

[honeystwiggypeach]

Heyy, I was wondering if I could request something with saiki kusuo with 20 (the soulmate AU), thank you! Have a good day~

“Stop singing that damn song” x Saiki Kusuo

Yep! Thank you so much for requesting! I hope you have a good day as well :)

Now Saiki didn’t mind his soulmate mark on his inner-wrist shaped like a little strawberry, nor did he mind the hand print that was on his right foot. What he did mind was his soulmates incessant need to sing the same song over and over again.

At first he didn’t mind it and the off key singing was fine because it was only occasional, but then it became paired to his soulmates thoughts which were always so confusing!

Why did they need to have their thoughts going 60 miles an hour in their head?! Now the only reason Kusuo knows that it’s his soulmate and not his neighbors or something is because it’s unnaturally loud, like he’s 50% sure that while he’s taking a math quiz he should not be hearing off key singing at concert level volume.

On the other hand you were in love with the strawberry mark on your wrist, taking moments out of your day to admire it. The hand print on your forehead, also adore it, sure you had the occasional thought about how it got there, but other than that you absolutely adored it! It meant that your soulmate left the mark, and what’s more exciting than meeting your soulmate!

What threw you off was the fact that your soulmate didn’t convey many thoughts, nor did they EVER sing, which you find kind of boring! I mean what kind of person doesn’t even hum! You’re the type of person to constantly be doing something and if that meant humming during your math test while your singing like your in a concert, so be it!

You had heard of Saiki, the two of you were in the same class, though to be fair you’re the type of person who hangs out with Kaidou unironically(pls I hate slandering Kaidou just hang on!). So it wasn’t surprising that you and Saiki never had any interactions, you didn’t need to speak with him and you didn’t bother him so he sure as hell wasn’t going to talk to you, also why would he draw more attention to himself by associating with someone who was constantly surrounded by rumors.

The rumors about you weren’t always following you they just kind of came and went with lunch people letting out the occasional ‘did you see they’re forehead? Their soulmate probably slaps them!’ which you didn’t mind as long as you got to eat your lunch.

Today you decided to eat lunch in the club room where Kaidou held the meetings. You say peacefully in the chair with your legs crossed as you ate your lunch.

You glance around the room as you hum. In the class room right across, which is also the one you just came from as well as the one Saiki is currently in, Saiki is on the verge of screaming as his bento sits in front of him untouched while his hands have a death grip on his chair, because now not only is the singing slightly louder it’s now echoing as if they’re two identical voices singing just slightly delayed from being in sync.

Finally he just accepts defeat and puts away his bento, he’ll just walk around instead. The minute he steps into the hallway the singing is combined with a third voice also slightly delayed. And does he really want to know we’re it’s coming from? He already knows it’s his soulmate, he doesn’t want to talk to them right now they’re annoying!

But curiosity gets to him as he turns himself towards the right and makes his way to the door.

He has his hand on the doorknob and swings it open only for a person to fall out. He catches they’re head in his palm for a moment before he immediately retracts his hand and they fall to his feet.

“Oh my god.” They mumble as their head is still on his feet.

He looks down at them watching as sure enough when their head rises their hand caught themself and their hand was on his foot.

“You touched my forehead!” You squeal internally you were still singing the same song.

“Stop singing that damn song!” He mumbles looking down at you as you stand up.

“You can hear it?” You ask quietly.

“Yes.” He says bluntly.

“Well why don’t you ever sing?” You ask looking up at him. “Is your mark also a strawberry, are our marks in the same places?” Though your immediate response was to bombard your soulmate with questions assuming he knew the answers, he didn’t mind your annoying-ness, for some odd reason he found it quite endearing!

“Mines on my wrist.” He mumbles as he shifts uncomfortably on his bed. You had convinced him that you were going to die if the two of you didn’t hang out after school.

“Cool mine is too!” You say showing him the cute little strawberry adorning your wrist.

“Your’s is more to the left than mine is.” He points out.

“And it’s on the opposite arm.” He says once again as you examine the two.

“Kuu I’m home!” He hears his mother say as the door shuts. Why didn’t he notice her thoughts?

“Im coming!” He shouts before teleporting out of the room, he could explain it to you later, you were his soulmate you would have found out eventually.

He quickly explains that he has someone in his room and he’s mom lets him go back. Once he teleports back into his room, he watches your face contort from a confused to a look of awe.

“Are you ok?” He asks. You nod quickly.

“That was just really cool!” He stares in disbelief.

“Thanks?” He mumbles sitting back down so the two of you could get to know each other more.

Once Kusuo’s father got home the four of you had dinner, and surprisingly his parents loved you, they praised you so much that you were glowing at they’re compliments. Of course you didn’t just sit there and take them yob spit out compliments just as fast as Kusuo’s mom did.

So when you went home his parents made sure you knew that you were always welcome.

After hearing you hum the same damn song once again as he gets ready for bed he contemplates ways to make you stop singing. He lays down in his bed facing the wall as he debates.

A couple seconds later if you listen closely you can hear his faint humming, which sounds angelic to you!

“Kusuo!” You message as he rolls over to read the texts.

“Are you humming?!” God you’re just as nosy through text, he think rolling his eyes.

‘I heard that’ he can hear your voice echo. ‘But keep singing it was pretty.’ He sighs yet complies telling himself he’ll do it just to keep his mind quiet, as he falls asleep with the smallest smile and an even smaller blush.

#tdlosk #the disastrous life of saiki k. #kusou saiki #saiki k x reader #saiki x reader #gn!reader #self insert #x reader #reader insert #anons