#but now yolooo

[eve-cower]

Based from friends converstation againnn

#the different is these was made from early december #WKWKWK #this reposted because i've been taken down many times bcs of self esteem #but now yolooo #eve cower art #the first picture are getting outta *hand* already

[mangoposts]

MINA I KNOW THERE MIGHT BE OTHER TIMES WHERE U COULD MEET THEM COS U LIVE CLOSE BUT GOOOO YOLO MINA YOLOOO PLSSS

Guys i’ve literally been within arms reach of the triplets like 46 times by now and ive never actually properly met them this shit is getting INSANE

#🥭

[rippedapart]

i dreamt a whole movie near of old crush putting me in a saw trap the plot twist the romance the betrayal the action crazy af and i wasn’t even surprised at him conniving just it was insane I’ve never had a nightmare type of him that’s so sad actually it’s always sweet cute dreams now he planning my execution wtfff but ik why so it started me him and group of people on bus happy going to this remote place in the woods we get to a big building we were supposed to see a concert I forgot what artist lol but first he said we had to get something before the show started and the group of people also followed like i think he was also the guide so we all go into a large common waiting room and he guides us to a door in the corner and we all go in. this door open into just a skinny hallway that isn’t very long but no door or anything in other side the door we came thru locked and the floor was a conveyer belt we heard mechanical sounds shit and it started moving all of stayed together towards one end and then in the middle a laser went from the ceiling to the floor to make a wall kinda separating the conveyor belt into sections i heard some guy say it’s gonna split us up then kill one side! lmao so everyone and me freaking out but when i looked at my crush he had evil smile staring at me😱 none of us were killed then the door unlocked and we went back to waiting room but everyone crying and scared and he just disappeared for whatever was next i guess then when he came back he was on other side of door and I could see through the clear glass window him watching me and all of us i was hugging two other girls to comfort them but i didn’t want him to think i was scared im so serious. the last thing i did was smile with the girls and look at him and yell YOLOOO .

[littleblurb]

Yolooo😁

May I request no. 19 & 22 for Shigaraki? Where Shiggy is feeling insecure about his scars so the reader snuggles him & tells him how beautiful he actually is🥺🥺💖💖💖❤❤❤❤❤❤

Have a great day! Eat well & stay hydrated🤗😊

Hydrated? I mean coffee is just beans and water so I think that counts!

19. Peppering their face in kisses

22. Kissing someone’s cuts/bruises/scratches

You could hear faint sounds coming from his room, knocking on the door you slowly opened it. He was sitting at his desk, as always, but instead of playing some sort of game the computer screen was completely black. You instantly knew what he was thinking. His face reflected back at him, and he traced the scars under his eyes and around his lips. Catching your reflection in the screen as you approached, his hands dropped into his lap and he swiveled his chair around.

“Do you need something?” he asked, voice raspy and tired.

“Yeah but I’ll just be real quick I promise!” Looking over his shoulder to his desk he turned to see what you were looking at. Still confused he turned back to you.

“What is it-“ as soon as he turned you gave him a kiss on the cheek, followed by smaller smooches all over his shocked face.

“There! Just had to make sure you knew how much I love you! I saw you scratching at your face again, and I just want you to know that I love you. After all, how you look now is the face I fell for.” You pulled him in a tight hug. He looked away, never the best at expressing how he felt to others. But you know that he could feel just how much you love him.

#shigaraki x reader #shigaraki tomura #bnha #bnha x reader #mha x reader #mha

[correctmianitequotes]

DAY THREE: SONJA

[a/n sad tiem. we’ve got your normal, expected episode three angst + some sonja specific angst! fun stuff. don’t worry, there’s some slight syndisparklez at the end. i’m probably going to start doing the dream scenario chapters next. enjoy! please give me feedback on how you think it could have gone differently!]

 DAY 3: SONJA

Today was supposed to be a good day. 

We started the day off with goals; get iron, make beds, and improve the house.

Tucker had just crafted the first chestplate when he announced he was going back into the mine. We didn’t think anything of it; we all had communicators, and he was only strip mining. Besides, it was Tucker. It wasn’t like it was me or anything. 

Tom brought up the topic of who we thought would die first. “We’ll take it in turns. Firefoxx, who do you think’s gonna-”

“Tom,” I said immediately. I hardly thought about it. I know he’s good at fighting and all that, but he’s not very good at using his brain or paying attention. Tom has the impulse control of a rat on cocaine.  I figured he would hit a zombie pigman without thinking and die on the spot, or get too greedy and fall in lava while mining diamonds. “You’re too ballsy. You’re just gonna jump in like YOLOOO and you’re gonna- you’re gonna… yeah.”

“That’s what I thought too, but then I remembered Tom telling me about another life he lived doing this and that it went okay for him, so,” Jordan countered.

“Okay, okay, fair… What about you, Sparkly Pants?” 

“I don’t know. I think it’ll probably be me,” Jordan admitted. He laughed at himself. 

“Really?” I said incredulously. Sparklez? Dying? Sounds fake but okay. Jordan’s wayyy too careful to risk it all, and he knows his stuff. The only way I could really see him dying is if he got caught in the water by skeletons or something where he just couldn’t fight back. 

“How do you think you’re going to die?” Tom pressed.

“Ummm…” Sparklez mused for a moment. “I mean, I am about to go out and get some sugar cane.”

“Watch me die right now,” he added, laughing. 

Don’t say that, I thought to myself. Jordan hopped into his little boat and sailed away. 

“I mean, the only thing that could really happen is if I found one of those guardian temples and got zapped to death and- god dangit my boat broke.”

“Don’t worry, I have enough to make a new one,” he reassured us.

“Nope, he’s stranded, rip in pieces Jordan,” Tucker said. 

I opened the chest and found stacks upon stacks of cobblestone. I turned to Tom who was demolishing the house and asked him, “Are you rebuilding this? There’s, like, a bunch of cobble in here.” 

Tom continued digging out the sand around that area and scoffed. “I’m not rebuilding it, you are.”

“Oh, so you just destroyed it? That’s what you’re doing. Okay.”

“...... no.” Tom looked kind of guilty for a moment, then sighed. “Sonja, do I look like the destructive type? No.” 

“Yes,” we all disputed at the same time. 

“Alright,” Tom laughed, conceding.

.  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .   .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .

“What if none of us die the whole time?” Sparklez proposed from far off in the ocean somewhere.

“Aww, you just jinxed it!” Tom blamed him

“Why would you say it. Why would you say? That was the one thing nobody was going to bring up and you just- way to go Jordan.” Tucker’s communicator crackled. That happens sometimes when the person gets too far underground. 

“Hey Tucker, you brought food, right?” Tom inquired, tapping his comm. 

“Uh yeah, I’m almost out, though.”

“Right, come back up here and get some. I am your mother and I’m telling you to get up here right now. I’m getting your packed lunch ready,” Tom said in a joking tone, but he actually started preparing some porkchops for Tucker to take into the mine with him. 

“Alright, I’ll be up in a sec. I think I’m pretty close to discovering a system down here,” which, knowing Tucker, meant that he’d mine until he almost fainted, and then drag himself back up 2 hours after that. 

“While I’m out here, I might as well look around,” Jordan reasoned. I began planning our new base while Tom went back to check on the crops. 

“Ladies and gentlemen, I found… Nothing.” Jordan announced, sounding disappointed. 

“Aww.”

“Actually- No wait! I did find a thing. I found an underwater temple!” 

“Really?” 

“Are you joking?”

I could see Tom’s brain begin to actually process what Jordan had just said. “Wait, wai- th-the temple?”

“The underwater temple with the Elder Guardian in it. You know, the only underwater temple there is?” I could hear Jordan rolling his eyes. 

“WH- WHAT ARE YOU DOING!? I-GH-ghah.” Tom facepalmed, rubbing his face in hands. When he looked up at me, he had a clear expression of annoyance on his face. 

“Sonja, ask me who you think is going to die first.”

“Who do you think’s gonna die first?” 

“Well, there’s this guy named, uh, Captain Sparkly Dick-” 

Jordan burst out laughing. Tom started gesturing dramatically. “Who decided to go off in a boat ON HIS OWN, crash it, THEN decided to go adventuring in the water when there’s an insane new mob boss IN THAT WATER.” 

“I’m not going to die! It’s not like I’m going to go on in there and be like ‘hey Elder Guardian, what’s good?’” Jordan mocked. 

“Alright, just- be careful, alright?” Tom intoned seriously. He looked slightly anxious. “Tucker’s in the mine, Jordan’s in a boat in a Guardian temple, and Sonja’s- Oh, Sonja’s fine.” I genuinely couldn’t tell if he meant for me to hear that or not. It was like he was taking roll. Whether the others heard it or not, they didn’t mention it.

“Oo! I just found lava! And redstone. We’re good, guys.” Tucker announced from the mine. 

Tom laughed awkwardly. “Dunno why that’s a thing to celebrate. Unless you’re gonna, like, burn everything down. 

“Hey, Tucker, who do you think is gonna die first?” I asked him. 

He was quiet for a moment. “Pro’lly you,” he confessed.

“Me?” I repeated, offended. I mean, he was probably right, but I was still offended anyway.

“Listen, Sonj, I love you, I’d give my life for you, buuutttt…. You’re not very good at surviving. You’re better at, like, doing stuff around the base.” 

“Not in a sexist way,” he clarified. “Like making it nice and purdy and making sure we can eat and stuff.

I paused in my sapling collecting and thought back to all the times that I relied on Tucker to protect me from stuff. It was a lot. 

“If it weren’t for you, we’d probably be dead,” he added.

“Yeah, exactly!” I concurred, liking his addition better than the original implications.

I came back over to the place the Sand Hut once stood. It was completely flattened. Where there had once been a sandbank with a (not so) lovely base made of sand walls now stood some floating furnaces, chests, and a crude (but functional) bed. We had made a pact not to sleep until all of us could. I was only a couple wool away from having four beds.

“Did you level this whole thing?” I gawked.

“Yeah.” 

“And I’m supposed to rebuild it? I don’t even know where to begin!” 

Jordan cut in. “Wait did you just- completely remove-” 

“Yep,” I answered. Jordan chucked. 

“The poor sand hut!” he lamented. When he said that, there was a slight whine in my comm. He was getting close to the island again.

“It was shite anyway,” Tom asserted. I made a pouty face and sulked back over to the furnaces and leaned them. I built that thing- with his help. Not completely my fault it looked not so good. 

The whine happened again. I could now see Jordan in his boat, wind in his hair and slightly sweaty from rowing. 

Tom laughed. “Look at your cape flapping majestically in the wind! You look like a proper adventurer.” Jordan landed, smiling and slightly red in the face, although I didn’t know if it was from exertion or the compliment. 

“So how big do you want this place? Not very big, I’m assuming?” I pressed Tom. 

He shrugged. “Well, you’re used to not very big, so-” 

Tucker’s mic crackled again as he spoke. “WOOWW. What is this? I’m off getting materials and-” All of a sudden, I heard Tucker shrieking “CREEPER!”, and an explosion so loud it caused my comm to spaz out. I felt all the air leave my lungs. 

“Tucker?”

“Tucker!” 

“TUCKER!?”

“TUCKER!”

We shouted to no avail.

“Maybe- maybe the explosion knocked his mic out, and he’s okay!” Tom said, panicked. He ran in a dead sprint towards the mine. Jordan followed him. I felt frozen in my tracks. Something was crumpling within me. I knew immediately that Tom was wrong. I think that he did, too. I found it in me to follow the boys into the mine. We ran down the stone steps towards where tucker had been. Tom got there before Jordan or I. We both jogged into a small, dark space. We saw Tom, kneeling on the ground, motionless. There was no body (thank god), no remains except for his items dropped on the ground and his hat, which Tom was holding in his hands. I have never seen Tom look more like a zombie than in that moment- cold and dead inside. The only way I was sure that he was still actually alive was the way his chest was rising and falling rapidly. I, on the other hand, couldn’t breathe. The need for oxygen was gone. The three of us stood there for a while, might have been 10 minutes,  staring at the stuff on the ground and the crater in the walls. Abruptly, Jordan scooped everything into his inventory and straightened up.

“I-I can’t take it anymore. I need some air,” he said shortly, and went back up the stairs.

“So do I,” I managed to say. I pulled Tom up by his collar; it was doing no good for him to sit down here and rot. He followed without protest. 

We made it up to the surface. I saw Jordan sitting on the grass. I joined him, plopping down without saying anything. Tom did the same, putting his face in his hands. I finally found it in me to breathe. The sunlight felt nice on my skin. 

“We’re a man down,” croaked Tom. I noticed a lump in his throat. 

“How are we going to defeat all the bosses and stuff now?  We’ve only got three people,” Jordan said quietly.

“We’ve got the Ender Dragon, the Elder Guardian, and the Wither, and-” Tom looked like he was freaking out. 

“I’m like, .5 of a person,” I admitted. Jordan laughed humorlessly. 

“You might as well get on that boat, and- and sail outta here!” Tom snapped. 

“Woah.” I stepped back, kind of hurt. I was really taking some blows today. Jordan put an arm around me protectively and looked at Tom reproachfully.

Tom blinked. “I’m sorry,” he apologized, looking bewildered. “I didn’t mean that. I was just-” 

He pulled on his hair. Tom lashes out when he’s feeling emotional. This was the most vulnerable I had ever seen him. His pitch black eyes were glittering with tears. His voice wobbled when he spoke. He seemed very close to breaking apart.

“We need to do something. To honor him,” Tom propositioned. Jordan and I nodded gravely. 

“Pour one out?” Jordan joked awkwardly. He really didn’t seem to like the atmosphere that had set upon us, so he took it upon himself to lighten the mood. Tom made a weird noise that was like a cross between a laugh and a cry. 

“I’m going to build him a grave.” He stood up, took some cobblestone, and crafted a suitable headstone for our fallen friend. He placed three walls on the ground with a post on top of the middle. He put the hat on top of the post sacredly, like it was an offering to a god. 

And as I was staring at it, I couldn’t help but make the observation.

It looks like a dick.

But I couldn’t say that.

Because there’s no one for me to make dick jokes with anymore. 

.  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .   .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .

Tom rubbed his hands in his face and sighed. He stared at Tucker’s grave, shaking his head. “What have I been saying? Don’t go in on your own! He kept adventuring on his own!”

“I don’t know that bringing another person would have helped, though. It probably would have just killed both of us,” Jordan brought up. Tom shuddered. 

.  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .   .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .

Not a lot happened after that. I went back to working on the house with Jordan’s help this time, and Tom went back down into the mine. 

“I just want to check it out some more,” he claimed. While he was down there, he figured he could probably mine a bit. I think that Mianite or Dianite or Ianite or somebody was looking down on us at that moment, because not long after that Tom found twelve diamonds. Twelve. Diamonds. It should have been a happy moment, but it was ruined by the gravity 

Tom emerged from the mines just as I finished placing chests in the new house. I was pretty happy with it. If there were two things I was good at, they were animal breeding and house making. I have a natural eye for symmetry and details that the boys missed somehow. 

“Woah, it looks amazing, guys!” Tom said, impressed. He seemed to be in a slightly better mood. I smiled to myself. 

“Thanks.” I started making beds, and was about to place them down when I noticed that I had made four out of habit. My heart sank all over again. I pushed the fourth bed into the corner. It reminded me of the lonely pig Jordan made fun of Tucker trying to shove into the pit a couple days ago. I put three beds in the center of the room.

“I’m completely shot,” Tom announced, kicking off his shoes and passing out on the bed in the middle. Jordan chuckled and clambered in next to him, maintaining a reasonable distance from Tom. I curled up on the left, near the bed that should have had my boyfriend in it. 

“Let’s all cuddle together,” suggested Tom. I had no clue if he’s serious or not. I think it was one of those “what if… ha ha… unless?” type things. 

“No thanks,” Jordan replied calmly, setting his glasses down on the furnace next to his bed. 

“Aww, come on, Jordy poo, you know you love me.” 

Jordan stayed silent, provoking Tom to wiggle up next to him. Jordan sighed defeatedly, looking up at our stone ceiling. He actually let Tom stay there for the rest of the night. Tom and I were both surprised by this- Jordan’s a fan of his personal space. I guess that he recognized that Tom needed comfort tonight. Maybe he secretly enjoys it (I think he does). Whatever the case was, I ended up getting quite a bit of space to myself. I didn’t really appreciate it, though.

.  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .   .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .

I lay awake that night, thinking about what Tom and Tucker had said about my contributions to the team.

I knew that I wasn’t good at fighting, so I stuck with what I was good at; raising animals, tending to crops, cooking the food, and letting the boys do all the dirty work. Don’t get me wrong, I love doing that stuff, but at the same time, I sometimes want a little more. But whenever I tried to help them,  I just got in the way. Was I really just deadweight? I certainly felt like it sometimes. Especially on the old island.  I felt like baggage, or more accurately, the lesser child. Mianite saw Tucker as the straight A son with a sports scholarship, and me as the daughter who really wasn’t good for anything except for occasionally helping Tucker. I didn’t direct that frustration towards my boyfriend- he did nothing wrong except for maybe not share some glory every once and awhile- , but it was still there. And Tom’s snide comments did nothing to help this. 

Speaking of Tom, I could hear him snoring softly. Clearly the trauma of today wasn’t too much to keep Tom from conking out almost immediately. I rolled over and smiled slightly. I was grateful that Tom was directing his total lack of respect for personal space at Jordan and not me. Jordan was lying on his back, hands folded on his stomach and eyes staring at the ceiling. 

“Sparklez?” I whispered.

“Yeah?”

“Do you… really think I'm useless?” It just sort of came out without me thinking. 

Jordan was silent for a second, then answered, “No, of course not.” 

“Okay. I know I’m not Tucker, but…”

“Sonja, you’re fine. Go to sleep,” Jordan said sleepily. I rolled back over. If there was one thing Jordan isn’t good at, it’s emotions. Specifically dealing with them, whether they belonged to him or someone else. I noticed he hadn’t done much outward processing of Tucker's death yet. He mostly kept quiet unless he was asking me where things should go or one-word replies to whatever Tom said. He didn’t strike me as a guy you could go to with your problems, unless they dealt with redstone or general crafting knowledge. 

 That’s something else I’m good at that no one else on the team is. I’m good at empathy. But what do the empathetics do when they need comfort? 

Turn to an empty bed, I guess.

Well, there’s only one person left who hasn’t written, and it’s Tom. So he’ll probably pick back up in the morning. 

~Sonja.

#mianite #mianite fanfiction #trisle #trisle au #trinity island #omgitsfirefoxx #captainsparklez #tom syndicate #rip tucker lmao #tonja

[eggsordium]

not from the list, but whats a song u associate with ur character and why? for iskati and fhidir :3c

For Iskati, the song I most associate with him at his best is My Silver Lining, by First Aid Kit. The entire song has this theme of like, letting go of past regrets and guilts and finding, well, the silver lining in bad situations. Iskati’s never been good at that. All his mistakes, all his regrets—he’s always tends to hang onto them for far too long, letting them bog him down while also trying to repress them. A+ mental health strats, buddy. But as I said, this song is for him at his best. This song is him saying, “I’m not going to let things from the past drag me down any longer. I just have to keep going, even when things seem impossible.”

Fhidir, on the other hand, I associate with Two Birds, by Regina Spektor. He’s a very anxious boy; a lot of the times, the only thing holding him back is his hesitancy to step out of his known comfort zone. But simultaneously, he’s an incredibly curious person by nature, and always has this internal drive to explore beyond what he knows—which, incidentally, is what got him in big trouble the first time. So there’s these two constant and opposing sides in him, one pulling at him to “fly away,” as it were, and the other (and more often winning) side that keeps him rooted in the same day-in and day-out.

Bonus love songs under the cut!!

Iskati’s for Fhidir is Venus, by Sleeping At Last. I kinda wanna line-by-line of the beginning of this song, and since this is under the cut so I’m not afraid of throwing a monster-sized post down anymore, I’m gonna DO IT YOLOOO

Basically the first thing Iskati did when he left the pod was wander out of the Grove and accidentally stumble across a band of kooky astronomers and scientists. For the next four-ish years, he traveled with this wacky found family and generally had a grand ol’ time learning about all kinds of things, but most importantly, the stars (“The night sky once ruled my imagination”).

Then almost all of them got super murdered, and suddenly all the stars he associated with the happiest time of his life became just another reminder of all he’d lost, and he mostly stopped thinking about them—except for special occasions (“Now I turn the dials with careful calculation”). I’m going to be pretentious here and say that the stars are kind of a metaphor for his happiness and try not to cringe into the sun over how cheesy that is, which he thought was basically lost forever with the rest of his family (“After a while, I thought I’d never find you | I convinced myself that I would never find you”).

And, of course, then he saw Fhi.

Fhidir’s for Iskati is Honey And The Bee, by Owl City, because this has a plant theme, and they are both plants. I won’t go into as much detail here, but a lot of Fhidir’s struggles after the entire Inquest thing came from feeling like he was just going through the motions of life and not actually being very present at all in his regular, monotonous schedule. Meeting someone new obviously isn’t a mental health cure-all, but after accidentally meeting and starting his written correspondence with Iskati, these letters from outside started giving him more of a connection to the world at large as well as to his own life. Also, it’s hard not to fall in love with someone who’s sending you flowers and neat trinkets he thought you’d like from around the world.

#antariies #thank you for asking!!!!! #iskati #fhidir #i am also very sorry for the straight up essay #but also (clenches fist) music is my passion #asks

[ricc1]

A New Animal Club Realm Oc: Mystic Red: Eldest Member of the Animal Club Realm Oc’s  16 years old Werewolf girl with Mask Gate Entrance Protector of the Animal Club Oc’s Realm.

So, this is the new animal oc. (Im not counting her as a Official Oc, the Animal Ocs are mostly used for entertainment, but they might appear on some stuff.) Her name is Mystic Red, How i got this name? I just search up werewolf names photos, to get an idea. lol But Heres the meaning of her name: She’s not just a normal Werewolf, She’s a Vampire Werewolf, She stays on the dark, alot. She wears mask, so she cannot attack anyone with her fangs. Red means by her name is Blood. Her original name was: Shalyn Red She died 3 years ago (2014.) in the age of 10, Her spirit was wondering around, so my character put her spirit into a dead werewolf body, and thats how she got the body. (All the Animal Oc’s have humans form and special abilities.) She have the ability to turn things into darkness. Thats all for her information! Btw im doing drawing requests for now, So if you see a text of mine saying of a request, Go ahead and ask me. (If you want.) Thats all for the New Oc, so.. YOLOOO!!!!!!

#oc #werewolf #animal #realm #information #red #vampire #spirit #death #drawing #medibang #abilities #Gate entrance Protector

[jennysalazar]

Screw it, Let’s do it!!🖤 Like why not? Yolooo. I love mixing athletic wear with a good pair of jeans & boots!!🤗 I mean if you haven’t noticed by now, I’m slightly obsessed with @goodhyouman They’re super comfy & have the best quotes on them! 📸: @caseycazeauxphoto . . . . #modeling #fashion #photography #model #photooftheday #style #photoshoot #beautiful #photographer #photo #portrait #ootd #models #portraitphotography #lifestyle #fashionmodel #me #selfie #girlboss #womeninbusiness #femaleentrepreneur #bossbabe #womenwhohustle #womenentrepreneurs #girlpower #goaldigger #womeninbiz #entrepreneur #businesswomen #entrepreneurlife https://www.instagram.com/p/BtMBcODgw58/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=opp14e2y19sd

#modeling #fashion #photography #model #photooftheday #style #photoshoot #beautiful #photographer #photo #portrait #ootd #models #portraitphotography #lifestyle #fashionmodel #me #selfie #girlboss #womeninbusiness #femaleentrepreneur #bossbabe #womenwhohustle #womenentrepreneurs #girlpower #goaldigger #womeninbiz #entrepreneur #businesswomen #entrepreneurlife

[ifanyoneseesthisaccplsbye]

Having a mini panic attack Hahahahhahahaha I can't believe I'm exposing my well beloved ig to people I know in real life 😭 I swore to myself 2 years ago that it'll be my Lil secret now look at me omgogmg. Do I actually do it. HOLY FUUUCK HAHAHAHHAHAH I'M GONNA FUCKING DO IT YOLOOO

[yourwanderwoman]

Life Lately

I don’t know how to fully detail what’s going on with my life right now. There’s so much extremes happening. Inside and outside work. Being in a group or alone.

In terms of work, especially teaching load, TBH I do not have much things to do for this semester. But I do not know why I feel so demotivated to work. I feel bad towards this bad feeling. I don’t want to this emotion to fully sink in. Over the years, I still feel incompetent. Undeserving for the job. Lacking of confidence. Geez, I still have more than a year required to stay here. I really hope I can do more tasks related with tourism. I wanna dig more to this. :( I’m glad I have this research being processed on hand. I have something new to do which will give me the chance to meet more people. Hoping this will fully work out and help me [ l  o  v  e ] my working environment.

Being at work 5 days a week, I have never observed myself looking forward to weekends this much. When Monday arrives, I start to countdown to Saturday. Funny as it may sound but that’s what I’m doing lately. I thought those were only memes I used to react “Haha” on Facebook, which now, unfortunately, is turning as a real personal experience.

Glad I have SFC activities which fall on Sat-Sun. These seem to recharge me greatly. Whenever I’m surrounded by my brothers and sisters in Christ, I love what I am like. Singing worship songs, trying to absorb the lyrics’ very meaning, keeps me going as well. God is my strength, indeed.

Travel plans. Fun run. Concert. I’m looking forward to create so much happiness on the next few weeks and months. Just to go walwal and YOLOOO. Haha. Don’t wanna miss doing this fun crazy things on my early 20′s. (Pero seriously, I’m super excited na for Coldplay!!!! 10 more days!)

Okay so I guess I have to end it here. “End with a high note.” :D I just poured my heavy heart out :< But don’t wanna go back too much to that. Everything will be fine, I know. Maybe not now, but it will be.

*winks*

#life lately

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Title: Ricci Dev’s Spirit Friend My Response:

I had to use the description to post the other parts, anyways! This is me and my Animal Spirit Friend (Which im still thinking where it’ll be a wolf/fox/lion.) Information on this lil Spirit will be out soon!  And for the birthday teens! @axayt-thenightsoul-fox and @boyinthehat Happy Birthday! Dont worry, your gift is coming soon! (If i have time.) I’ll try my best to make the gift!! ^^ Anyhow, Thats all for this lil short comic, There might be more, but it depends on the time i have, Thats all for now! Yolooo!!!

#spirit animal #drawing #oc #comic #b-day #information #congrats #drawing lovers #animal lovers #medibang