#homeworking📝

[okaycvpid]

IM SUPPOSDD TO STUDY WITH THE ONE GIRL WHIS FLUNKING MY CLASS WITH ME WHERE IS SHE

[lavnderwonu]

AHHHH the dedication on this was so sweet 🫶🏻🫶🏻

i can totally picture hoshi, mingyu & seungkwan being taylor swift boyfriends, loving to discuss all the lore with you and figure out who each song is about.

OT13 Seventeen’s Reaction to you being a Swiftie during “The Tortured Poets Department” release date.

A/N: It’s been an emotional 24ish hours because Taylor Swift gave us 31 fucking new songs and they all hurt so good. Expect some angsty things from me based off some of these songs soon LOL. Side note, this wont be perfect because it’s 1:30 am and I’m feeling feelings. I hope y’all enjoy regardless.

Warning: minor angst, major fluff, mentions some alcohol stuff, The Tortured Poets Department is an emotional roller coaster and has some heavy topics. Listen at own risk but also hear the tea LMAO

P.S dedicating this to @lavnderwonu bc yup. #wow

✫ S Coups

Seungcheol walked through the door at 2 am and saw you sitting at the kitchen table with a worn out look on your face. He noticed in front of you, ice cream that had been half melted waiting for you to take another bite. He knew that you were waiting up for Taylor Swifts new album and from what he had heard from you, this potentially would be the saddest album to date. Yes, even more sad than Red. He stood there for a while unsure what to say which made you look up at him.

“Babe… she released a double album. We’ve been clowning a double since 1989 era back in 2014 and she finally did it.”

He raised an eyebrow at this and sat next to you, “well thats good right? Your clowning was finally successful?”

You scoffed before rubbing your mouth and looking him in the eyes, “I mean yeah, but like. It’s so fucking sad. I can’t believe he did this to her.”

Seungcheol just softly smiled while taking the spoon from your hand so he could scoop himself some ice cream as well. He didn’t know much about Taylor lore but he did think she was a talented artist. “Well I got a few hours, show me the album.”

✫ Jeonghan

Jeonghan found your love for Taylor to be precious. So when he found out in February she was releasing a new album he asked if there was anything he could do to help prepare you for the album release.

That’s when you decided to do a Swiftie 101 with Jeonghan and told him all the lore behind whats been going on since the Reputation Era to now. At first he was skeptical at having to need to know that much background information but he learned to love watching you talk about something you cared about so passionately.

When it was time for the album to be released, he was ready. He wrote down questions he had while you both listened to the album because he didn’t want to interrupt your experience of listening to the song for the first time. He held your hand when “So Long London” came on and coo’d when you cried during “loml” while wiping a tear from your eye. He made a mental note to thank Taylor Swift if he ever met her for being able to give his partner and him a bonding experience.

✫Joshua

Hell, Joshua was with you on the couch and clowning with you while watching the Grammys. You were positive Reputation (Taylor’s Version) was going to be announced at the Grammys and tbh Joshua believed your assumptions were right as always.

When Taylor announced her new album instead of Reputation TV, both of your mouths dropped. It was a new era. You both then decided to start planning on spending time with each other that night. He knew he was pushing it just a bit because Seventeens album was coming out the next week but he also knew he wanted to be there for you in case it was emotional. Which, was pretty much a given it was going to be because it was called “The Tortured Poets Department.”

When the day finally came, you both made friendship bracelets and ate some snacks while enjoying the mastery of her pen. You both found the album to be extremely well done.

✫Jun

Jun was not sure what to expect when you had become a bit distant the last few weeks. You were talking to him less and less and it honestly was causing him some concerns. Did he do something wrong? Were you dying? Were you okay?

He decided to do what anyone would do and come over unannounced with flowers and your favorite Take Out. He was not expecting to see you sobbing on the couch with smeared eyeliner and mascara as you were reading the lyrics to a new song off of Taylor’s new album called “The Prophecy.”

You didn’t notice Jun standing there awkward as your heart broke into a million pieces as you thought about how you were before you met Jun. You were so blessed to have him in your life but you just felt sick that Blondie was feeling that way. Once the song ended you finally saw Jun and started crying harder and that’s when it hit him.

Album release day.

Similar thing had happened after Midnights dropped and you heard “You’re On Your Own Kid.” He then brought over your food and listened while you babbled to him about “The Prophecy” and why it was the saddest song you had ever heard.

✫Hoshi

“Hey Soonyoung I have a question for you,” you asked him while spinning Ramen around in your bowl. This made your boyfriend look up worried. One because you called him his real name and not “baby” and two, he never could tell what type of question you would ask.

He cleared his throat while giving you a concerned look which made you giggle. That giggle made his fears increase but he decided to humor you. Maybe you were finally going to ask him something simple like: “would you still love me if I was a worm?”

However, he just wasn’t that lucky.

“So Taylor Swift’s album “The Tortured Poets Department” is coming out soon and I was wondering if you could break up with me before it so I can feel it.”

Soonyoung was absolutely flabbergasted and shook his head no quickly. This made you while and pathetically try to beg but Soonyoung stood his ground and crossed his arms.

“Baby, you’re going to have to use imagination for that because I can’t ever break up with you. Just thinking of doing that hurts me.”

“I know baby, but hear me out, this album is rumored to be about her breakup of 6 years. I wanna cry with her.” Soonyoung shook his head no again with his lips pursed. He knew you loved Taylor but he loved you so much more. He’d do anything for you but not that. Even if it was temporary or fake.

✫ Wonwoo

Similarly to Jeonghan, Wonwoo got the Swiftie 101 class except yours happened while y’all were snuggling before bed randomly one evening.

Therefore, he knew the drill and knew how to be a supportive Swiftie boyfriend. Did he have your favorite wine? Check. Did he have tissues? Check. Did he have a shoulder to cry on if you needed it? You’re in luck, he has two!

He poured you both a glass of wine as you pressed play on Fortnight (which he was looking forward to because Post Malone is the man.) After a few songs you had already downed your wine and he quickly refilled it making you blush and thank him quietly. You both then listened to the remainder of the album and he’d give the famous wonu smile whenever you were guessing who the songs were about. Heck, after a while, even he joined in on the guessing game.

✫Woozi

Unknown to you, Jihoon had pre-saved TTPD and listened to it in his studio within a minute of it coming out. While he didn’t know about the lore or any behind the scenes things about Taylor Swift he focused on the lyrics and production of the songs and was impressed. He made little notes to talk to you about them when he got home.

Once he got home at about 3:30 am, he noticed you were sitting with your legs against your chest still listening to the album. He smiled at you and sat beside you. You leaned against him sighing as he wrapped his arms around you to cuddle. He knew you felt sad because of the album and honestly it was sad so he didn’t blame you one bit.

“So she released an additional 15 songs,” you said after awhile which made Jihoon raise an eyebrow. He only listened to the first 16 songs and suddenly he didn’t feel as prepared.

“15???”

“15!”

“Damn… well iI got notes on the first 16 songs if you wanna talk about those.”

This made you sit up with a smile which made Jihoon smile as well before leaning in to kiss you. “Deal.”

✫ DK

Like Jun, Seokmin had witnessed Midnights album release with you along with the Taylor’s Versions of both Speak Now and 1989. He thought he was mentally prepared for this Album but he was so wrong.

Y’all had just finished “My Boy Only Breaks His Favorite Toys” and when “Down Bad” started he officially felt his heart break.

It was as if Seokmin and your tear ducts were synced as tears fell down both of your faces. At that moment, Seokmin made an oath to you he would never put you in a situation that Taylor unfortunately had to endure.

Once you finally got through all 16 songs and both were ready to fall asleep, Taylor announced and additional 15. Seokmin just looked at the announcement in disbelief before sitting up and saying “okay baby, lets cry some more.”

✫ Mingyu

To be honest, Mingyu loved doing the scavenger hunts that Taylor and Taylor Nation had the swifties do. He found it so interesting the little clues and everything they had that he was a bit jealous they didn’t have something like that with Seventeen. It was a brilliant idea and a great way to bring some excitement to the table for a new album.

Watching you bite your lip as you looked through older songs of hers on Apple Music to find the clues was so attractive to him and he’d look into your eyes as you shared theories on what Tortured Poets would be about.

He just found you so precious and loved these little moments together with you and was happy to be there.

✫ Minghao

Minghao promised to listen to the new album with you but he couldn’t help but feel upset at what was being talked about.

It wasn’t that he didn’t think it was good. He was just so disappointed in whoever Taylor was singing about because of the infidelity, lying, and just treating her like garbage. His heart then hurt when you innocently told him the lyrics were relatable.

Minghao knew you had a rough relationship prior to yours and it made him sad that he wasn’t able to be there sooner so he could help you overcome the hurt. He tried his best to hide the rage and hurt he felt empathetically to you in hopes not to ruin the album for you. However, you knew. You knew how he felt and while you never would tell him, you fell more in love with him at that moment. How beautiful it was to finally have someone who you know could never hurt you like that again.

✫ Seungkwan

Similarly to Joshua and Wonwoo, Seungkwan stayed up to listen to the album with you. It was a tradition you both did for your favorite artists. You had done it a month prior with Beyonce’s “Cowboy Carter” and now it was time to stop yeehawing and time to cry.

Even though you were more of the Swiftie between you two, even he couldn’t help but feel emotional while listening to the album. When you both first listened to “I Can Do It With A Broken Heart” you both had to pause before going to the next song.

You paused because you felt horrible for Taylor meanwhile, he paused because he could relate to the lyrics so much. Seungkwan couldn’t help but think of his hiatus last year and how he felt after coming back. When he started to cry you couldn’t help but wrap your arms around him and cry with him.

✫ Vernon

Hansol walked into your shared apartment and saw you lying on the floor disassociated and couldn’t help but find you adorable. He had given you a day to listen to the album per your request and from the looks of it, it fucked you up.

He decided to lay next to you in support while holding your hand which made you instantly squeeze his hand three times. “Guessing the album was good?”

“No, it was great. Just so sad.”

He hummed and pulled you closer to him and petted your hair. You took it as an invitation to tell him all about the album. You couldn’t see his face but he had a sad smile on his face. He felt bittersweet. Bitter because he knew you were hurting but sweet because he found it enduring that you trusted him this much to be vulnerable with him.

✫ Dino

You decided that you would listen to the album by yourself the first time around. Chan was respectful about it and waited patiently to hear the outcome.

After you listened to it all you made your way to Chan and curled up in a ball next to him. He instinctively wrapped an arm around you and pressed a kiss to your temple. “So what did you think?”

“There were two songs that made me think of you.”

This made him worried because from what you told him this album was rumored to be about the end of Taylor’s 6 year relationship and he thought that y’all were golden. Y’all hadn’t been fighting and everything was okay.

The look on his face made you laugh before pressing a kiss on his lips, “listen to them before you worry.”

You then put on The Alchemy and So High School for him and his heart felt like it exploded with happiness and relief. He kissed you before cheekily asking, “So… I’m your Travis Kelce?” You nodded with a smile, “and I’m your Taylor Swift.”

He laughed before giving you another kiss, “then I’ll make sure you constantly stay bejeweled.”

A/N: this was so corny but im kicking my feet. Check on your Swiftie friends. We are not okay 🥺

[glowettee]

Hi Mindy! I’m a college student and I’m struggling to go to bed at a decent hour (think 3 am bedtimes every day) because of the amount of homework I have. Do you have any tips for time management so I can figure out how to get my homework done all during the day so I’m not losing sleep? (Any app recommendations or suggestions on how to schedule my day would be greatly appreciated). Thank you so much! I love your blog and I love seeing your posts🩷

how to get your life together & actually sleep: time management tips for college✨

hi love! 💌 first off, thank you so much for your sweet words. they genuinely made me smile. i’m so proud of you for wanting to improve your time management and prioritize your sleep (honestly, sleep is like the ultimate self-care, and you deserve it). i know college can feel like a whirlwind of assignments, deadlines, and just… life. staying up until 3 am is no joke, and it’s amazing that you’re ready to make a change. let’s make your routine feel a little more manageable and a lot more magical.

☁️ romanticize your productivity: first thing’s first: mindset. instead of viewing homework as this scary, endless task that eats up your nights, try to romanticize it. create a cozy study ritual. light a candle, make a cute study playlist (ex: lo-fi mixed with soft acoustics), and set up your space in a way that makes you actually want to sit down and work. i know it sounds silly, but giving your study sessions a soft, aesthetic vibe can make them feel less like a chore and more like a peaceful little routine. i have a lot of posts talking about this

🌙 break down your workload: sometimes it’s not about how much work you have but how it’s organized. take a few minutes in the morning or the night before to make a list of what you actually need to accomplish. break it down into small, bite-sized tasks. for example, instead of “study for chem exam,” write down “review chapter 4 notes,” “do practice problems,” and “make flashcards for key concepts.” checking off small tasks feels way more rewarding than staring at a big, vague to-do.

💡 create a time-blocking ritual: i’m obsessed with time-blocking because it feels like giving each task its own little home. instead of doing everything all at once (which is just chaos), dedicate specific chunks of time to each task. for instance:

🌼 9-10 am: review lecture notes

✨ 10-11:30 am: work on that essay (no distractions)

🍓 11:30-12: take a break, stretch, grab a snack

💻 12-1: group project research set timers to keep yourself accountable. i use the “focus keeper” app for 25-minute work sessions with 5-minute breaks. it’s surprisingly motivating!

📅 the magic of reverse scheduling: if you know you want to be in bed by, say, 11 pm, plan your day backwards from there. schedule your evening wind-down routine (like skincare, a little journaling, and tea) and work your way back through the hours, assigning tasks in reverse. this way, you’re prioritizing sleep as non-negotiable and shaping your day to respect that.

✨ my fave apps for dreamy productivity:

notion: perfect for creating aesthetic, organized to-do lists, study schedules, and even journaling about your progress.

flora: turns studying into a game by planting a virtual tree while you focus. if you leave the app, the tree dies (no pressure, right?).

toggl: tracks your time so you can see how long tasks actually take. it’s eye-opening to realize you might be spending way more time scrolling than studying.

clockify: like a little personal assistant that tracks your study sessions and breaks. it’s simple and kind of addicting to see how productive you’ve been.

habitica: makes productivity feel like an RPG game. complete with character upgrades when you check things off. honestly, it’s too cute to resist.

💖 mindy’s personal tips:

📝 batch similar tasks: do all your note-taking at once, then all your problem-solving. your brain doesn’t have to keep switching gears.

🎯 use the “two-minute rule”: if something takes less than two minutes, do it right away (like replying to emails or organizing your notes).

🕰️ the 1-3-5 rule: pick one big task, three medium tasks, and five small ones to accomplish each day. it keeps your to-do list from being overwhelming.

✨ romanticize rest too: treat your sleep as sacred. create a pre-bed routine that you actually look forward to, like reading a few pages of a lighthearted book or doing a little night yoga.

🌸 don't forget how important 'no' is: sometimes, we overcommit because we’re too nice to say no. it’s okay to protect your time! practice polite ways to decline extra responsibilities when you know they’ll eat into your sleep. like, “i’d love to help, but i have to focus on my assignments tonight. let’s plan something for the weekend!”

🌙 gentle evening wind-down: your body needs time to transition from productivity mode to sleep mode. about an hour before bed, turn off your screens, dim the lights, and switch to calming activities. i like using the “calm” app for guided meditations that feel like little bedtime stories.

🌱 become a morning person (yes, it’s possible)

one trick that really works is having something to look forward to. think of a tiny, indulgent ritual that you save just for mornings. maybe it’s a frothy matcha latte with vanilla syrup, journaling in a pretty notebook, or listening to your favorite podcast while you stretch. the key is to make mornings feel like a gift to yourself rather than just the start of a grind.

set your alarm to a song that makes you feel good!! something soft and happy. bonus points if it’s different from your usual playlist because it’ll feel special. place your phone across the room so you have to physically get up to turn it off. i also love using the “alarmy” app because it makes you solve a simple puzzle before it stops ringing (annoying, but effective).

once you’re up, avoid falling back into bed by making your bed immediately. it’s like telling your brain, “we’re up now. no going back.” then, try a quick, gentle morning stretch to wake your body up without feeling rushed. mornings can actually feel soft and peaceful if you give yourself permission to take it slow.

as for getting enough sleep the night before. make it non-negotiable. treat your bedtime like an important meeting you can’t cancel. remind yourself that a well-rested mind works way better than a sleep-deprived one. it’s all about romanticizing rest as part of your productivity rather than seeing it as wasted time.

give it a week, and see how you feel. even a small shift, like waking up 30 minutes earlier, can make your day feel more spacious and less chaotic. being a morning person is just about creating tiny habits that make mornings feel like a calm beginning rather than a rushed scramble.

🌸 micro productivity okay, let’s be real... sometimes the idea of sitting down for a three-hour study session feels completely overwhelming. that’s where micro productivity comes in. instead of blocking out huge chunks of time, break your tasks into mini-sprints that fit into the small gaps of your day.

for example, while waiting for your coffee to brew, you could make a quick list of your priorities for the day. during your commute or while you’re eating lunch, review your flashcards or skim your notes. those little moments add up, and suddenly your workload doesn’t feel as intense because you’ve been chipping away at it throughout the day.

one of my favorite apps for this is “quizlet.” you can make digital flashcards and quickly review them whenever you have a spare moment. or use “ankidroid” for spaced repetition. it’s great for subjects that require lots of memorization.

another trick? the “two-minute rule.” if a task takes less than two minutes, do it immediately rather than adding it to your to-do list. this helps clear out small, annoying tasks that tend to pile up (like replying to emails or organizing your desktop).

i also love the idea of micro journaling. sometimes, when you’re overwhelmed, writing down just one thought or feeling can give your brain the clarity it craves. it doesn’t have to be a full journal entry, just a few words that capture your mood or intention.

don’t underestimate the function of small wins. every tiny task you complete builds momentum and makes the bigger assignments feel more doable. it’s like telling yourself, “i’m already being productive today. let’s keep that energy going.”

the goal is to make productivity feel more like a series of little achievements rather than one massive to-do list. micro productivity helps you stay on top of things without burning out, and it feels way more manageable when your schedule is packed.

💫 stay motivated when your energy is low we’ve all been there. those days when your brain feels like it’s wrapped in a fog, and the idea of tackling your to-do list feels impossible. it’s okay to have low-energy days, but let’s find a way to work with them instead of against them.

first, check in with yourself. is your low energy from lack of sleep, stress, or just general burnout? sometimes just identifying the reason helps you figure out what kind of self-care you need. if you’re physically tired, maybe your focus should be on rest or low-effort tasks. if it’s more mental fatigue, try switching up your study space or doing something creative to break the monotony.

use the idea of “productive rest.” sometimes, resting doesn’t mean doing nothing. it can be as simple as switching tasks to something lighter, like organizing your notes or doing some gentle stretching while listening to a podcast related to your coursework. this way, you’re still moving forward, just at a gentler pace.

set up a reward system to motivate yourself. for example, after 20 minutes of studying, give yourself a 5-minute break to scroll through pinterest or listen to a song you love. use apps like “forest” to stay focused during your work session and then celebrate with a cute coffee break when your tree grows.

also, be kind to yourself. it’s okay if you’re not operating at 100% all the time. instead of pushing yourself to be overly productive, prioritize what actually needs to get done. sometimes, just getting one important task out of the way is enough for the day, and that’s completely valid.

remember, your energy levels fluctuate, and that’s perfectly normal. don’t pressure yourself to be endlessly productive. balance is key. the goal is sustainable productivity, not burning out from trying to do everything at once. listen to your body, adjust your pace, and know that it’s okay to take breaks when you need them.

💫 final thoughts: it’s all about balance, being productive during the day is great, but you’re human. you can’t be on 24/7. give yourself grace when things don’t go perfectly. the goal isn’t perfection; it’s progress. prioritize rest as much as you prioritize getting things done, and your mind (and grades) will thank you.

xoxo mindy

[angelgoeslewd]

Being in a relationship with Anaxa and Phainon…

Part 2 of this.

⚠️ warnings: 18+ content, minors DNI! Possessive/Yandere behavior, explicit descriptions of sex, cum eating, double penetration. Slight Phainaxa content.

📝a/n: more in bed headcanons soon! this is more relationship dynamics lol

...Anaxa has only ever been good at sharing physical objects. Food, why not? Gold? He is richer when the spirit is fulfilled. But when it comes to conceptions, especially those of his own interests, he finds it much... much harder. He's selfish in that manner. His time is his time, the type of teacher to say, "I dismiss you, not the bell," if such bells existed. But he's absolutely awful at sharing your attention. His blood might actually boil over if he ever caught you doing another teacher's homework in his class, but he'll direct his anger at them, not you. If Phainon is ever absent for any reason, and someone else takes his seat beside you? God help them. They will learn why Anaxagoras is skirted around. Constantly calling them to the front for readings, biting comments thrown at them the entire class period, about their grades, their handwriting, anything Anaxa can bitterly bring up.

That's exactly why he and Phainon have a sort of symbiotic relationship when it comes to you. Phainon is probably as close as Anaxa will get to trusting someone as it will get. The mutual agreement they have works both ways. As a Chryso heir, Phainon can't directly deal with anyone who he feels gets too close. Anaxa simply doesn't care and intimidates the hell out of anyone. Anaxa obsesses over the thought of sharing even an ounce of you with anyone else but Phainon. Phainon is someone he knows well. Someone he's taught, molded, and helped to shape. In a way, he sees him as an extension of himself.

That's why, he supposes, it doesn’t bother him when Phainon wraps his arms around your waist in class, peering over your shoulder at the book you two share (Phainon 'accidentally' forgot his.) But no amount of introspection can tell him why his mind purrs in contentment at the sight. Shouldn't he want to be Phainon? Shouldn't he rip the other man's hands away from you? But with Phainon... it's different.

Because Phainon is just so good at sharing. Anaxa is somewhat selfish in bed as well, not in terms of pleasure, but in how that pleasure is achieved, in chasing what he wants to pull from you. Phainon coos above you, feather-light, callused fingers running up and down your chest as Anaxa edges you. "'Naxa," he calls, pulling a sneer from the other man.

"Definitely do not call me that."

Phainon giggles, absolutely drunk out of his mind at the sight of you in his arms, Anaxa below, all of you naked and intertwined in bed. "Sh! Come, touch them. Feel their skin under your fingers, love." He does not give Anaxa a chance to deny his request, reaching for his wrist and pulling it up your body. It's still wet with your first release, leaving trails on your body. Phainon will lick up later as he locks eyes with your mysterious little scholar, who watches on bemused.

No matter who he's getting to touch and lick and suck that day, Phainon greets it welcomely, like the two of you are completely tied together in his mind with one big happy love bow. And the concept is so foreign to Anaxa, who just wants to claim, to dominate. Phainon is the one cumming right onto of Anaxa's, mixing their cum with his finger and telling you to taste them. Phainon's hands follow yours from behind as you suck Anaxa off, resting his hardened cock against his back, waiting for Anaxa's word to pleasure himself... if he's really lucky, Anaxa will do it himself. Phainon's wettest dreams are the ones where you get filled with both of them.

The ones that have him pulling you into an empty hall later, to have a quickie on the desks, tugging off your panties to leave on Anaxa's desk later. The ones that have him batting his eyes at the teacher over his table, daring him to play hooky with the two of you later.

And Anaxa? Anaxa doesn't realize how much he considers Phainon just as much His as you, until he sees some unlucky fan flirting with the heir on one of his rare outings. The thought of losing Phainon within this whole... thing you three have, has him angrily storming over and tugging Phainon away by his ear, the other's man's confused shouts ignored, as Anaxa locates the nearest alley, pushes Phainon up a wall, and sticks his tongue down the man's throat. Warning him to never put up with such an insult to Anaxa's claim ever again.

Phainon mellows the temperate spirit of possessiveness within Anaxa, Anaxa claims the two of you with a fierce fist.

[hiimikos]

asking them for the homework 📝

ft. izuku, katsuki, shoto, iida, kirishima, denki, ochaco, mina, momo, jirou

contains: pre-relationship, fem reader, crack

[wanderingskemetic]

🧮Subtle Djehuty Worship📝

Greatly inspired by @khaire-traveler's wonderful subtle worship series, which can be found here.

Write letters to people even if you don't send them, they could be to him

Keep a notebook of your writings

Study especially for fun/out of curiosity

Doodle, especially him and his symbols

Read books you like

Learn a new language particularly those related to Egypt and it's history

Do some subtle heka or other magic

Develop a coded language and write prayers, devotions, etc. to him in this (only if you feel it's safe)

Have ibis, baboon, papyrus, or moon imagry

Carry a picture of him in your wallet, pocket, phone case, etc. or as a phone or computer wallpaper

Make a playlist or listen to songs that remind you of him or you think he'd like

Learn about and work to uphold Ma'at

Make a collage/moodboard/pinterest board/similar collection of photos and images you associate with him, especially if some of the images are your own

Learn about healthy conflict resolution skills; try to implement these in your next conflict

Learn about and practice emotional regulation

Make a list of your personal goals; work towards achieving them one step at a time

Write down quotes you hear and enjoy

Invest in your studies both formal and informal; do homework, check out books from the library, save up to go to school, etc.

Donate to educational or medical focused nonprofits

Learn about different types of divination especially those that are less well known (bibliomancy, augury, pyromancy, etc.)

Greet him in the evening as the moon rises

Observe the phases of the moon, and learn what each one means

Keep a dream journal; try to interpret your dreams

Take your medications, if any; take medications as needed

Help others with their studies (form a study group, help a child with their homework, etc.)

Take care of your body physically to the best of your ability (shower, eat well, get a good amount of sleep, etc.)

Practice compromising with others and making compromises (within reason)

Keep a journal of your thoughts and different events

Use a planner or otherwise organize your day

Practice truthfulness and keep your promises

Take a walk in the moonlight (safely)

Invest in your future; set up a savings account, work on getting more exercise, find or spend time working on a hobby that brings you joy, etc.

Make your own paper or ink to write with; experiment with different papers, inks, and writing implements

Be curious about the world around you and the way things work; encourage yourself to question things

Doing activities in line with the lunar calendar

Assert your boundaries clearly; learn what your boundaries are

Sharpen your mind; play memory or mentally stimulating games

Work on communication skills; practice healthy forms of communication

Go to a museum

Learn about/research health conditions that you or your loved ones have; get a better understanding of these things

Learn about your healthcare options and medical rights (HIPPA in the US)

Donate blood

I may add more to this list in the future. Suggestions are always appreciated.

Link to the Kemetic Subtle Worship Masterpost

[askkaimei]

good children go home & do their homework 📝💗👋

[multi-fandom-fangirly]

"It's no big surprise you turned out this way."

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{Characters : Suguru Niragi (23) and younger sister/fem reader (19)}

{Word Count : Unknown. It's a pretty long one, though, so buckle up.}

{⚠️ Warnings : Mentions of blood, violence, gore, verbal abuse, physical abuse, Niragi (that's a whole warning by itself...), ooc Niragi (this is fanfiction, after all; none of this is canon, so he will likely seem out of character), lowkey neglectful parents (I needed drama, don't come for me pls 😞), and mentions of firearms and killing people.}

{Genre : Angst, sibling angst}

{📝 Additional/Author's Note(s) : This is my first ever fic that I've written, so please don't be too harsh on me. If you do have some advice or suggestions so that I may improve my writing, don't be shy; hit me with 'em! But, please, don't excessively berate me if I make a mistake. And, also, just because I'm writing fanfiction for this character does not mean I support his actions. Also... Idk Niragi's age, so I'mma just say he's 23. That's a reasonable age for him based on how he acts because he's still impulsive and energetic, and his high school memories are still fairly fresh. Plus, I can't find any reliable sources, so... yeah.}

(Story begins below the squiggly line! Please enjoy! <3)

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The day you were born was the day 4-year-old Niragi knew he would have a playmate and best friend for the rest of his life. You were his baby sister, Suguru [Y/N]. He officially had a sibling. Somebody that he could brag about and show off, as well as protect and give him a purpose. What was that purpose, you ask? To be your big brother, of course! He was now the person that you could run to and rely on if anybody was giving you a hard time, aside from your parents.

He always made sure to make that known, too. He never had any problems approaching other kids on the playground if they took away the new toy you just won from a claw machine at 6 years old. He was a 10-year-old scaring off 7-year-olds, but he didn't care. It was for your sake, after all, so he could be less than bothered about it.

"Niragi, that was too mean..!" you would whine, gently clutching the dirtied up doll that your parents just bought you for your birthday last week.

"No, it wasn't! He's the mean one! He took your doll and wouldn't give it back, so I protected you!" he would argue back.

That's what he would always fall back on: protecting you. It gave him a sense of pride. A feeling of meaning, as if he mattered and he actually had a purpose. A job, even. That job was to make sure his baby sister was always taken care of and never in danger, emotionally or physically. Every time he was able to fulfill that job, it made him feel big and strong, like every young kid does after they scare their little sibling's bully away on the playground.

When middle school rolled around, Niragi found himself getting more serious when it came to his grades. He wanted to do something meaningful with his life, and he thought that school would achieve a lot more for him if he actually tried in it. He still made time for you, of course, since you were still just in elementary school. You were still a baby in his eyes, so he wanted to make sure you got enough attention and playtime with him. He never wanted you feeling neglected, ever. Even if he was stressing and tugging his hair out while studying for an upcoming math exam, he would always let you show him the messy picture you colored for him, praising you and claiming that it was a masterpiece.

But... growing up sucks. You found this out when your older brother began high school, and you began middle school at the same time.

He began having less and less time for you, claiming that his homework was more important. His schoolwork was more important than playing a quick game of catch outside with you. Your parents didn't do anything about it, either. It's not like they seemed very thrilled to spend time with you, either. After your first few birthdays, they began seeming exhausted with the mere presence of you. You were just like every other little girl: energetic, playful, curious, loving, loud, and always wanting to do things around the house. It got tiring for both of them pretty quickly, so Niragi made sure to always sub in for them. He did get annoyed with you at times, but that was expected. He learned patience with you, as well as how to be softer and kinder around others.

Still, though, as the years went by, it seemed like change continued to happen. You two grew somewhat distant, but you both knew it wasn't actually personal. You both were busy adjusting to your new lives. And, besides, you two were siblings! You guys would always be there for each other no matter what, regardless of how long you went without speaking to each other!

However, Niragi seemed to grow more resentful and distant during his last two years of high school, especially his senior year. He was getting bullied on a daily basis, it seemed like. It felt like a never-ending cycle for him, and it made him hate the people who were doing it to him. He held multiple grudges with each one of them, and he never considered forgetting about any of them. They were the reason he went without lunch some days, returning home with bruises on others. And, sometimes, he received both of the unfair treatments in the same day.

And who did he always come to when he needed somebody to rely on? When he needed a shoulder to cry on, somebody to patch up his wounds, someone to reassure him?

You. It was always you, and it always would be.

But it's not like you minded. It wasn't annoying despite your brother thinking he was burdening you by needing some comfort every now and again. It gave you the same prideful feeling that he had whenever he felt your tiny hand wrap around his finger the day you were born. You felt responsible for him in a good way. It felt right. You felt like you were the one he could rely on and the one who would take care of him when he had nobody else, and it made you feel the same sense of pride that he did when he realized how lucky he was to call you his little sister.

One day, while your parents were both out late at work, which seemed to be becoming more and more common lately, Niragi came through the front door while covering his face with a hand. You, at 14 years old, obviously knew something was wrong. You weren't stupid. So, of course, you got up from the couch in the living room and approached him, the concern obviously displayed on your face.

"Niragi, hey, let me see. Please..?" you began, but to no avail.

Then, you got a bit more demanding. You gently grabbed his arm when he began to head to the bathroom to clean up before you could see the state he was in. He always hated seeing you worried about him.

"Move your hand. Hey, come on. I told you to let me see."

He just shook his head, mumbling something quietly in response.

"Let go, [Y/N]. It's - It's fine..."

You weren't buying it, and you gently removed his hand by yourself. You let out a soft gasp of both surprise and horror when you saw just what they did to him. His glasses were broken, his nose was bleeding, his lower lip was busted and bloody, and he had a few nasty bruises forming along his jaw and chin. He eventually confessed that they had used a wooden bat on him, as well as their knuckles. It infuriated you, but what made you even more pissed was the fact that you knew you couldn't do anything about it. Niragi's bullies had twice your strength easily, if not more. And they always came in a group of at least three.

So, you did what you could. You patched up his wounds and bought him another pair of glasses from a cheap nearby store. Another simple black pair that could easily be replaced if they were broken again, which you both knew was bound to happen.

Seeing that your parents still weren't home, you decided to make both of you some dinner, too. Nothing too fancy. It was just a simple, home-cooked meal that Niragi would never admit he loved. He liked picking on you and teasing you, as siblings do, and would never admit that your cooking and baking was even better than your mother's. Your miso soup always had a better taste to it for some reason. Maybe because you put extra love and thought into it... who knows?

While you prepared some simmered vegetables, beef, and white rice for both of you to enjoy, you served him a small bowl of miso soup as a starter.

Then, you asked him the question he knew was to come eventually.

"I, uh... I didn't see you at lunch today. What's up with that? Did you eat?"

He sighed and put his bowl down, swallowing the warm liquid before clearing his throat. He tried thinking of a believable lie, but he ended up just going with a simple excuse.

"Oh, I wasn't hungry."

Really? He thought you were going to believe that? He may be smart in school, but he wasn't smart when it came to lying. He sucks at lying... like, really sucks. The school days were fairly lengthy, and you packed him his favorite bento box this morning before school, so there's no way he wasn't hungry.

"Liar." you replied almost instantly, not even turning your attention to him, keeping it fixated on the small pot full of cooked daikon, simmered bamboo shoots, and cooked shiitake mushrooms.

He swallowed quietly, knowing he had been caught. Still, you continued.

"I bought your favorites at the market on Tuesday so I could make your lunch this morning. You had a difficult exam today, so I wanted you to have a good meal to look forward to. There's no way you just weren't hungry."

Niragi sighed, staring down at the hot bowl of miso soup that you had prepared him.

You were always able to see straight through him. Of course, you were able to. You were his sister! You guys literally grew up together. You two knew each other like the back of your hands.

He paused for a bit as you finished cooking dinner, preparing his portion. He bit the inside of his cheek despite it being sore due to his bullies' knuckles a few hours earlier. Then, he decided to speak up.

"Do you... think I'm weak..?"

The question was sudden, but not exactly unexpected.

But, of course, you answered it as any sibling would. And not just out of pity. Your words were filled with truth. Genuine yet sweet and reassuring truth.

"No, of course not! Why would I?"

You responded, ending your rhetorical question with a small yet puzzled laugh.

"Well, it's just that..." he began, his voice still low.

"You-You're always taking care of me, but I'm the older one. I should be the one taking care of you instead, not the other way around."

You paused for a bit, scooping some rice into your own bowl as you thought of a response. And, of course, you responded truthfully. You always did. You weren't a poor liar like Niragi.

"Have you forgotten that you're my brother? You've taken care of me since I popped out of Mom. Don't blame yourself or feel guilty. I'm doing my part, so let me. Please?"

You said with a soft, sweet smile.

And, of course, he couldn't say no. He just smiled and thanked you.

"Now, eat up. And don't be afraid to get seconds. You didn't eat lunch today, after all." you said with a warm smile as you served him his dinner with a simple glass of water.

Again, he smiled and thanked you with a hum and a small nod, claiming that he was lucky to have somebody like you as a sister.

If only things could stay that simple forever.

Once Niragi turned 19, he moved out to live by himself somewhere. You guys still stayed in contact, and you still saw each other at least weekly to hang out. But... things were different. You were 15, a sophomore in high school, and he was a young adult now. He had the freedom to do whatever he wanted, so he did. He changed his appearance. Every week you saw him, you noticed a small difference. First, there were no glasses. Then, it was a tongue piercing, then a nose piercing, and then... the list went on and on.

You also noticed a change in his personality. He went from being timid and shy to outgoing and even confrontational. It worried you in a way. Sure, you were proud of him for coming out of his shell, and you were happy that he found himself, but at the same time, it didn't feel right. Something felt off. He was... different. He had changed. He even stopped being affectionate towards you sometimes, especially around others. Any time you complained about any pain, whether it be emotional or physical, he would just tell you to suck it up, stop being a crybaby, and stop bothering him with your 'stupid teenage problems.' That was weird. You always listened to his 'stupid teenage problems', so why could he not listen to yours?

This attitude only worsened when everybody in Tokyo disappeared one day all of a sudden. You were simply walking out of school, prepared to spend the afternoon with your brother, when you noticed that it was quiet. Way too quiet. It was eerie, actually. So you decided to look around, to which you found... nothing. Nobody else was around. They were just... gone.

However, Niragi was standing just a few dozen feet away from your school, so you yelled after him. You two decided to stick together, eventually discovering that this was an entirely different place. It still seemed like the Japan you and your brother were used to, but at the same time, it was different. Empty.

Both of you eventually found a resort by the name of The Beach. You were both accepted, and you both served a purpose. Niragi was intelligent, as he was a diamond player, and he was strong. He served as a member of the militant group while you provided medical assistance. Your brother said it suited you since you were too soft to fight, and you were always good at tending to his wounds after school a few years ago. Not wanting to argue, you just accepted the role you were given and decided to help whoever you could.

But... the peace didn't last long.

After you had finished patching up a middle-aged man, patting his back with a soft smile to let him know you were done, you heard gunshots and a few screams. This obviously concerned you, and the man you had just treated rushed out of your room to go see what was going on. You followed soon after.

When you reached the lobby, you had to push your way through the large crowd of people in order to actually see what was going on.

And, unsurprisingly, the reason that conflict was starting was because of your older brother.

He stood there with a wicked smile, aiming his rifle at a young woman and hovering his finger over the trigger in a threatening manner. It was obvious that he was just trying to intimidate her, as well as everyone else.

You don't know why, but a bit of anger flared up inside of you. This wasn't the same person you knew and grew up with. He was so violent now; too violent for your liking. For anyone's, matter of fact.

So, you acted impulsively, which was uncommon. You quickly approached him and tilted his gun upwards as soon as he squeezed the trigger. Everybody screamed in fright, and the woman whom he had been aiming at flinched and covered her face, thinking she had been shot. But, once she felt no stinging pain, she quickly scrambled to her feet and blended into the crowd for protection.

Meanwhile, you knew you were fucked. You had just interrupted Niragi, the most feared member here. Everyone knew you two were closer than Niragi was with any other member, but that didn't mean that you were off the hook.

And he proved that pretty quickly.

Before you knew it, you heard Niragi toss his rifle onto the ground. Then, you were shoved onto the ground yourself by him in the same harsh way.

Some people, knowing this would get bloody and ugly soon, decided to go back outside to the pools or down the hallways. Some disappeared into their hotel rooms, not wanting to interfere.

You were left to defend yourself against your brother, which was something you never thought you would have to even think about. He had never hurt you before, so he wouldn't now, right?

Wrong.

Before you could plead your case on why you had prevented him from unnecessarily killing the woman from earlier, you felt his knuckles make contact with your cheek. The remaining crowd gasped, but nobody intervened. Why would they? Niragi was a monster, and he likely wouldn't hesitate to slaughter any of them right then and there if they decided to help you.

You winced in pain, covering your aching cheek with a hand. But it didn't help because you quickly received another punch, this time to your lower lip. And then another to your jaw. Then, one after another.

You weren't helpless. You were just scared. Every human has a fight or flight response, but yours was freeze. You hadn't expected him to actually attack you like this, so you kind of just... froze.

After making sure there was a bit of fresh blood dribbling down your chin, Niragi stopped punching you. Not because he felt bad, but because he had realized he could do something more effective than ruining your face.

He wrapped one hand around your throat, giving it a firm squeeze.

You felt the wind leave your windpipe, and you choked out a small cough, both of your hands instantly wrapping around his single one as you tried to pry it off, to no avail. He was easily twice as strong as you.

Niragi let out a low, satisfied laugh before speaking.

"Why'd you stop me? Huh?! Why the fuck are you trying to play the damn hero?! You're always getting in the way!"

He spat, his voice filled with genuine anger directed towards you. All because you wanted to defend someone and prevent an unnecessary death.

"You think you're so clever, don't you, you stupid cunt?"

He continued, the small, prideful smile from earlier quickly disappearing. It was replaced by a scowl.

Ouch. Those words hurt more than the pressure he had on your throat right now. Sure, he had cursed at you before, but he had never been this angry with you. He had never called you too far outside of your name.

He slightly released his grip, causing you to suck in a small amount of air to respond to him.

"They're still... people." you said, your voice a bit hoarse as you glared at him.

And, of course, he found this response amusing. Why wouldn't he? He was one of the most feared, if not the most, feared member in this place. Not the most respected by any means, but the most feared? Oh, definitely. It gave him a false sense of strength and pride, knowing that he had some sort of power over everyone else. You were a part of that 'everyone else', so he also thought that this applied to you as well. He viewed you as just another burden in his way. And that hurt. It really did.

He let out another dry chuckle, applying more pressure against your windpipe again.

Still, nobody intervened.

You began to feel lightheaded, and things went black before too long.

A couple hours later, likely late at night, you opened your eyes and groaned in pain. Your head was throbbing, and your throat hurt like hell. You could also feel your lower lip, which was tender.

You were on a bed. Not just any bed, though. Your brother's.

And he was sitting on it just a couple of feet away, looking over at you once he heard your body shifting on top of the sheets and covers.

"Finally awake? Took you long enough."

He mumbled coldly, with no real concern or emotion present in his voice. He seemed more annoyed or burdened by the fact that you had passed out as a result of him literally strangling you.

You just remained silent, sitting up and rubbing your sore jaw. You knew exactly where the pain had come from. Your own brother's hands. The same ones that used to shove kids away from you on the playground were now the ones that had been used to bloody your face and bruise your jaw.

After a few long, awkward seconds of both of you not speaking, you got up and headed for the door.

But he beat you to it, and, like a competitive football player, slammed you into the wall to prevent you from opening it. He pinned your back to the wall, one of his hands firmly pressing against your shoulder to keep you against it.

"And where do you think you're going? Do you really think I'm gonna let you off this easy after the way you embarrassed me out there?"

He hissed, glaring into your glossy eyes with his own dark ones.

They were the same color as when he was younger, so why did they look so different? Why did they seem darker? Not in color, but in a different sense. They were just... empty. They lacked the hint of empathy, guilt, or remorse that you were so desperately searching for.

Your curious thoughts were interrupted when you felt Niragi harshly grab a handful of your hair with a sick grin. He was... enjoying this..? He was enjoying hurting you just like he did with everybody else?

He raised his hand, seemingly preparing to deliver another hit to your face, and you flinched. Your hands instinctively raised to cover your already-bruised face, and they slightly trembled. Flinching is something you never would've done a few years ago. He would never put his hands on you... well, that's what you thought until today.

He didn't even speak, though. He just scoffed after hearing your small startled yelp of pain and threw you onto the floor as if you were a piece of garbage. Nothing. A burden. Just another person for him to shove around and insult if they got in his way.

He then walked out of the hotel room, looking behind him and down at you on the floor.

"Get yourself cleaned up, and stop crying. It makes you look weak."

He scoffed before slamming the door shut, making you flinch slightly at the loud noise.

So, you did. You accepted the fact that he was different. He wasn't your brother, was he..? He shared the same blood and last name as you, but you only recognized him as Niragi, not as the person you used to run to for comfort if somebody was being mean to you.

This cycle repeated for a few more days. You stayed with Niragi, mainly because he reminded you that you were too soft for the borderlands and that he would protect you if anything were to happen. Although you didn't believe him, a part of you still wished for that familiar comfort that he used to give you when you were younger. So, you followed after him like a stray dog that was desperate for love, which you were.

Eventually, though, you only had a day left on your visa. You decided to go search for a game to participate in, and of course, Niragi went with you.

After around an hour or so of aimlessly walking around, you spotted a game arena. There were still two minutes to register, so Niragi dragged you two over to it. Whenever you got there and picked up the phones, it was revealed that the game was a ten of spades. You were better at hearts games, and Niragi was a diamond player. But, either way, there was no way out of it now. Both of you would just have to hope that the ten simply meant the rules that were difficult, not the amount of stamina that you had to have.

The game was duck-duck-goose. Someone was picked, and they had to run a lap around the building and come back, taking another person's space before they did. If they won, they got to play another round while the other player sat out. Sit out too many rounds, and the familiar laser in the sky would be your punishment.

Unfortunately, humans are going to disobey the rules. The game quickly broke out into chaos whenever a man lost a round, and it turned into nothing but fighting before long. The borderlands brought the worst out of people, after all. It was expected to happen, honestly. Duck-duck-goose quickly turned into a game of dodging and running. Multiple participants were eliminated pretty quickly, and you were unfortunately injured by the same man who had gotten angry that he had lost the round earlier.

It didn't really seem like the participants nor the game masters cared that the rules were broken for the last few minutes. They were death games, after all. Who cared if a few people killed each other while playing one?

You had been shoved into a sharp corner of the building by the man with a large amount of force, and it ended up puncturing your abdomen. It split open a line in your stomach, and you squeezed your eyes shut and immediately clutched the open flesh. Your shirt quickly became stained with blood, and you pressed both of your arms over your stomach in an attempt to slow the bleeding.

The man, seeing this, just ran off. He obviously didn't care if you died. He had been the one to cause that injury, after all.

You couldn't tell if the injury was fatal or not. It wasn't like it was a stab wound, but still, the metal side of the building had managed to slice you open with ease. It was fairly deep, and you were losing a pretty decent amount of blood already.

"Game cleared! Congratulations!" the female AI voice exclaimed.

Niragi felt relief rush through his body at the announcement, but when he turned to see if you were still there, he felt his heart drop. You were, but you were knelt down on the ground, clutching your stomach. That wasn't a good sign.

He was about to walk over and help you up, but a voice in the back of his head stopped him. You would be fine. You just needed to suck it up. So, that's what he went with. He glanced over at you before turning to walk away.

"Come on. Get up. We have to get back. You can handle a little stomach ache."

You felt tears prick at the corners of your eyes. It hurt to even be crouched over in this position, so how were you going to walk, let alone keep up with his pace? He was seriously just ignoring you in a state like this? You would've never done this to him, so why did he think it was fair..? Did he hate you?

The question rang in your head for several seconds as you slowly pulled yourself up, still covering your stomach with both arms. You decided to just suck it up and begin following after him.

After just around half a minute, though, the pain was already beginning to affect you. The searing sensation was a constant reminder that you needed to rest and stop the bleeding before moving again.

You found yourself feeling weaker, so you reached forward to grab onto your brother's hand.

As soon as he felt your hand on his, though, he yanked it away harshly, causing you to stumble.

Your feet involuntarily moved forward, ultimately pushing you into him, and he let out a groan of annoyance as he shoved you off.

You winced and stumbled back, managing to catch yourself with your hands as you fell on the ground.

Niragi turned around, preparing to scold you for getting too close to him again, but stopped himself as soon as he saw the red liquid that stained the white fabric of your shirt.

For once, his impulsive thinking benefited him instead of making him seem like a heartless monster.

He immediately rushed over to you and knelt down, grabbing your shoulders to keep you upright as you sat on the ground.

"Hey. What the hell happened, you idiot?"

Niragi mumbled, letting go of your shoulders with one hand to press it onto the large red line on your stomach.

You didn't answer, just staring at him. Your expression looked blank, and it was obvious that you were suffering from blood loss.

"Answer me, dammit!"

He yelled, trying to seem strong and intimidating as always, but the worry in his voice gave him away.

You just continued to gaze at him and then turned your attention to the night sky above you.

"Hey, hey."

He tried again, surprisingly taking a gentler approach this time. He knew that back in high school, he would always refuse to tell you anything unless he knew you weren't actually angry with him. He decided to use that same tactic now, and it worked.

You turned to look at him, but your expression was still slightly blank. You now looked puzzled, too, though.

This situation was starting to bring back memories for both of you. The days when you would patch up his wounds after school and take care of him when he needed it, only for him to never return the favor after he graduated, even when you needed it. He had treated you like garbage because of his own selfish hate. He took it out on the wrong people; he was a blind avenger.

Niragi didn't know why, but he was panicking. It was an unfamiliar feeling, which is why he hated it. You were his sister. His baby sister. He was the first one besides your parents to hold you when you were born, and now he was holding you as you bled out, too. He just watched you bleed out in front of him like the same weak person he was all those years ago. Was it the guilt that was taking hold of him? Or was it a part of him from before that had been shoved down deep and hidden?

He didn't know, but he kept trying to get you to respond. You were just... blank.

Eventually, though, you did respond. Just not to him. You were simply talking out loud.

"You remember... how I used to..." you paused, catching your breath as blood crept out of the corner of your mouth.

"...take care of you during high school..? Why did you change..?" you asked, expecting him to just yell and dismiss you for asking such a thing.

But, surprisingly, he didn't. And you loved that more than anything.

Niragi fell silent, staring at you before looking down at the ground. He remembered those days perfectly. How you would patch him up after a fight, how you would hold him when he thought he had no one else.

He didn't understand why he acted the way he did after high school. He didn't know why his attitude towards you changed, why he felt so angry at the world, and at you.

He slowly raised his head to look at you, and he still had that unfamiliar, guilty expression on his face.

"...I don't know."

"You hate me, don't you?" you asked suddenly.

It sounded more like a statement than a question.

Your voice was quiet, sad, and... curious. Of course. You had always been a curious girl, but your curiosity often got you hurt whenever you asked your brother about this topic. Why he had suddenly become so cold towards you.

Niragi paused, simply staring at your glossy eyes as he thought of how to respond.

A part of him wanted to say yell and say yes to confirm that he did hate you. But... for some reason, he couldn't find it in himself to do it. And, as he looked at you, he realized that it wasn't you who he hated.

He bit his lip.

"I - I don't hate you," he mumbled quietly, his grip tightening slightly on your shoulders when you began nodding off.

"Liar," you mumbled.

Niragi had always been a horrible liar. He used to always lie to you about what happened to him after school. But for some reason, you felt as if he were actually telling the truth this time. Still, you had your guard up, so you denied it and convinced yourself that he really did hate you.

"I know you do," you began. "Why would you change if you didn't hate me?"

You asked weakly, but yet again, it seemed more like a rhetorical question instead of an actual one.

"Shut up." Niragi snapped.

He didn't hate you. He couldn't. You were the one person that he couldn't bring himself to despise. But you were just so damn stubborn. And that was one thing that pissed him off to no end... but it also reminded him of better times. Happier times.

He exhaled, lowering his head again before raising one of his hands to grab your chin, forcing you to look at him in the eye.

"Stop talking, okay? I'm gonna take you back to The Beach."

You nodded, your body leaning forward and resting on his. And, for the first time in years, he didn't harshly shove you off or reject your touch.

It felt odd. Comforting, almost. Yeah, almost. It felt... hurtful, in a way. You felt neglected. You had been seeking for his touch, love, reassurance, comfort... anything you could get for so long. You had given it to him his entire life, but ever since he turned 19, he never gave you anything in return.

You always thought he had hated you since he became a young adult. He was so cold, cruel, and awful to you after high school, and you never understood. You never got an explanation. You were always so confused, and Niragi took your confusion as weakness and stupidity.

So, to feel him hold you and dirty his own hands with your blood to prevent you from dying made you feel loved for the first time in years.

Niragi felt you lean against him, but he didn't push you away. Instead, he put his other arm around your waist to pull you against him. One of his hands moved to the back of your head, holding it against his chest in order to support your frame.

You were so soft, so vulnerable, and so stubborn. You were as pathetic and weak as before. But... he still wanted to protect you. He still wanted you to be safe. Safe and alive.

He was such a hypocritical bastard.

"Do you think.. I'm weak..?"

You suddenly spoke up, breaking the silence between you two.

That was the same question Niragi would always ask you when you would finish patching his wounds up after school. And, of course, you would always respond with, "No, of course not! Why would I think that?"

It was obvious that you always meant every word, too. You weren't a liar. You never thought of Niragi as weak no matter how many times you had to patch him up after school. He was your older brother. He would always be the strongest person you knew no matter what.

But, now, it was you who needed to ask and receive the answer. You needed to know.

Niragi froze, his eyes widening a bit as you spoke the question.

And, now, it was your turn to ask it. He wanted to say yes, to call you weak and pathetic like he always did. But, those words wouldn't come out. Instead, he just held you tighter.

"No. You're not... weak," he said, his voice just above a whisper.

You weren't weak. You never were. You both knew that. In fact, you were stronger than he liked to admit. You were stronger than him in so many ways, and it infuriated him. You were stronger because you were kind in such an awful world. You had a trait that he struggled with, and it made him envious and jealous. You were stronger because you refused to let the world change you. No matter how many times others mistreated you, you refused to stop being the same sweet person you always were.

His thoughts were interrupted when he felt your body go limp in his arms, though. He caught you, and he called your name.

"[Y/N]."

No response.

"[Y/N], hey, come on! Wake up, fucking idiot..!"

He repeated, desperately this time.

"Shit," he mumbled, picking you up and hurriedly carrying you back to The Beach.

Somehow, you managed to survive the nearly fatal wound, and you woke up in his bed again. The same bed you did the night your brother beat you to a pulp in the lobby.

Whenever you saw him, you didn't need to flinch this time. You just needed to accept his quick hug and apology. It was odd for him to display any affection towards you, even when you two were alone, but that didn't mean it felt bad. It felt good to know that he still loved and cared about you. He just shoved it down a bit too far for both of you to see.

"I promise I'll protect you this time. I won't change. I'll be the same person you could always rely on when we were younger." He mumbled while he hugged you before pulling back.

You smiled softly, nodding in response.

"Do you... actually promise..?" you asked quietly, looking up at him to see if you could find any sincerity in his eyes.

And, for once, there was.

"I promise." He said, giving you a rare but much missed small smile.

With that, you both promised to protect each other. You would both make sure the other was okay no matter how bad it got. You were each other's first priority after years of mutual disconnection. And... it felt different. Right, even.

Maybe change wasn't always such a bad thing.

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yes i'm aware this isn't all that good... it's 10:50 where i am and i've been working on this for at least a couple hours now. if you guys have any suggestions, please don't be shy!! same if you have any requests for writing, just send me it through an ask :)

goodnight! i hope you enjoyed this story! God bless you all, and i hope you all sleep well!! <3

[amphitriteswife]

Do more of ror school au hcs please 🙏🏻 💓 💕 💗

📝✂️Ror/ Snv characters as Students📝✂️

Also am I spotting a fellow Alien stage fan??? @miserable-homo-momo

Hades:

☠️He’s a top student. On top of most of his classes, and he’s a senior.

☠️ Mostly hangs out with Qin or his brothers. He doesn’t necessarily have friends but a lot of ppl want to be tho, only he focuses on being a big brother.

☠️ Listens to a lot of music tastes. Like his play list is full of mood swings. It contains: Classic music, Pop Music, HipHop, Heavy metal ect. It kinda depends on what he feels tbh. A few of his faves would be: Tupac, Beyonce, Megan Thee Stallion, Cardi B and Mozart.

☠️Drives a nice car which made him very popular. He used it to take his brothers everywhere but he ended up sharing it between his brothers and bought a motorbike of his own🤭

☠️ He had a lot of piercings: Ears, lip, Eyebrow…nipple…But he looks good and knows how to pull it off. Like just Imagine it. Gah dayum

☠️ He actually skipped class?? You wouldn’t expect it from him but he did skip class. It’s not often but once in a blue moon. Most of the times it’s cause he wants to hang out with his brothers.

☠️ goes to all the house parties. As good of a student he is, he also likes going out. So most of the time he gets invited to parties or hang outs.

☠️ most ppl thought he was a player but ended up being one of the ppl that married their high school sweetheart. He might have dated some ppl but they weren’t flings but actually legit relationships

☠️ probably the one person that brings snacks or drinks for the class if they have a field trip or just a hot school day y’know. Like just imagine it being a hot sunny day and you still have a lot of lessons to follow and boom, hades brings ice cream for the class?? Life safer fr🙏

☠️ He probably likes History, astronomy and psychology. He kind of has random subject but he just chose what he deems as interesting. He only likes the 🪐⭐️🌠🌌 and not the math in astronomy.

☠️ He cooks on field trips that last more days. Only if its’s necessary tho. Mainly because he’s rich enough to afford going to restaurants or the school handles it.

☠️ he’s the therapist friend fr. Genuinely knows when there’s something wrong and asks, not in public tho. He doesn’t judge but actually listens to you. He also offers comfort if you need it. What a goat

☠️ class president. Even though he didn’t want to be. Most ppl voted for him for the above stated reasons. And because he’s kind of a big brother type.

☠️ man could do anything and he wouldn’t get into trouble. Mostly because all the teachers love him as a student so shawty has a good reputation.

☠️ He’s bad at art yet has very nice cursive handwriting. Probably because he takes extra poetry lessons. Or he practiced it till he was satisfied.

☠️ Is in the chess club with Beelzebub and the birb. They often play and even have participate in Tournaments.

☠️ He’s the type that also chose languages as subjects, so like German, French, Italian, Chinese, Latin and ofc Greek. Probably because his ass has a photographic memory

☠️ doesn’t eat cafeteria food and actually got off campus to buy food. If some of his lessons are canceled he just goes to restaurants or shopping streets to kill time

☠️ Actually doesn’t rly do his homework. He only does it in classes that check homework or give bonuses for it, otherwise he usually doesn’t do it. Besides he only studies like 2 weeks before the week where all the tests are. Unless he knows he needs more time for a certain subject. Then he catches up

☠️ Went to Spain, Germany and France because he choose those subjects and teased his younger brothers for it. He did buy them a requested item for each of em. Not Zeus cause he requested a Latina babe.

☠️ He has a place in school where he always sits when he aint off campus. So if ya ever try to find him he’s probably there.

☠️ graduated w honors fr. Mosy of the teacher wrote nice things about them and held wonderful speeches for him since he was a good student. His quote in the year book was sum like ‘👍’.

☠️ He probably went on luxurious vacations and posted the pictures on his insta. He dont do snap or any other form of social media.

Buddha

🪷 the student that doesn’t really care about grades but does get good ones.

🪷 He’s usually eats in class. But for some reason the teachers allow it cause he ain’t causing a mess. Or because he’s actually a prince and could buy the school in a second.

🪷 Definitely choose a language as a subject and geography cause man knows a lot about different cultures. My goat

🪷 Definitely a music lover. You can always catch him with one AirPod in his ear. Probably has the latest phone too cause he richy rich.

🪷 Goes to on lot of vacations. Like every break he’s somewhere. Japan, Greece, Italy, Singapore, Canada, Brazil, he goes to many places. Brodie might start doing them travel vlogs atp

🪷 He has lots of Social Media’s. Tiktok, Tenten, insta, snap, Discord??🤨 , Be real ect. His tiktok is just goofy ahh videos while his insta is usually pics of his vacations. Like you know them influencers who have them nice ahh pics? He has that, but he just aint a influencer

🪷 Never takes notes in class. So you might wanne share em w him if you have em. In return he’ll let you munch on his snacks.

🪷 BIG supporter of Cultural day. Like he already sighed a petition and complained that every school should have one. He even offered to host them and buy stuff for it.

🪷 biggest class skipper together with Qin. He’s either off campus buying stuff, at home cause brodie didn’t wanne come or he just bailed mid way with the ‘can i use the restroom?’ Tactic. His ass almost got into trouble w the school cause of the many times he was absent.

🪷 If you have a presentation with him. Yall will score perfectly. Especially if it’s a subject he knows a lot about, brodie will carry you like how Eren carried that stone in Shiganshina (aot reference 🤨)

🪷 Deals candy in school. Like you know how some schools have the policy that their cafeteria doesn’t sell unhealthy stuff? And the stuff is overpriced asf. Yeah he broke that by buying a lot of different candies and letting ppl buy em for €1 no matter what the OG price was. He may or may not have gotten into trouble but man did not care

🪷 LOVESS LOVES LOVES school trips. He always buys snacks for em. He usually researches the place where yall is going so that he can divide the time and go see the whole place instead of just only doing the assignment.

🪷 He is friends w actually almost everyone. Almost. Except Loki. But it’s difficult. Loki HATES him. While Buddha is kinda like 😒. It got so bad that Loki had to switch classes fr. Now one may ask why? Buddha worked together with Sigyn that’s why

🪷 house parties, pool parties, after school parties, just any party tbh. If he catches one he is going. And Believe me it makes it so much better. He has the music, the vibe, the photo’s everything. Man is so chill fr

🪷 lowkey good friends w Hades. Mainly because they both chose languages. They usually practice together if they have like a verbal test. They got each other’s back. And yeah Buddha’s a senior cause he skipped some grades

🪷 Ppl expected him to actually be single cause of how care free he is but they were wrong cause man was SMITTEN by Yasodharā. They were literally THE couple.

🪷 Got into a class fight with Loki. Imma leave room for yall to think how that went. Man CLEARED him. But he didn’t hit tho. He didn’t square up. He just dodged and threw chips in his face.

🪷 watched anime, reads manhwa and has merch. But he the cool ones that keep it lowkey and dont rly act upon it

🪷 Man saved the ppl who graduated w him. He arranged that the ppl in the last year could have a week long vacation to Italy. Mainly to see art or just enjoy being free from school.

🪷 As much as he hated school. He’s the type that goes for a good time. He likes being w his friends or his glorious gf Yasodharā.

Shiva:

🧿 Laid back student that barely passes but doesn’t really mind.

🧿 member of the party club! He hosts all the dances, plays, school events, parties, gala’s. Anything to do with the sort!

🧿 Also a big fan of house parties. Good music, good vibe, lots of ppl, drinks n a good home? He’s all in.

🧿 He 100% had music, art and religion as a subject. Dancing is included with art and he gives extra lessons to the youngsters. He might even have his own dance club on campus.

🧿 He’s also a fan of p.e. He 100% has a one sided rivalry with Hercules and Ares. But if it’s Ares and Hercules against each other he’s on Hercules’ side.

🧿 He hosted a Gala for the seniors and it was so goated, he even had a department for ppl who didn’t want to dance and put on game consoles on the big ahh boards.

🧿 He and Poseidon were playing Mario Kart and SSBU against each other. Half of the ppl there spectated on how the two were so focused and at each other’s throat. But after that Shiva went back to dancing.

🧿 A lot of ppl think that he’s poly but he’d monogamous and has a girlfriend. Aka Parvati. Who was his partner to homecoming. Which he hosted ofcourse.

🧿 Skips school so much that he once had to have a conversation with the school therapist to make sure there was nothing going on at home. (There isn’t) but he played it off cause he a smooth talker and got away with it.

🧿 He’s besties w Rudra. They’re the duo that everyone knows cause they’ve been going to the same school and usually have most classes together. Even if they don’t like the subject. Like you can see Shiva in some classes they don’t have together cause he just asks the teacher it its cool and most of the time it’s cool. Most.

🧿 They the duo that they meet each other in the halls cause they both got sent out of the classroom. Or they both have detention and never do any work in it there.

🧿 you can usually spot them outside going for a run or at the gym. They also share a playlist for of they go to the gym and its very intense. Or they’re goofing around and end up doing something else.

🧿 He’s also in Hades class as a senior but they aint rly close, no bad blood but they just have their own friends. Though If they were to be paired up they’d make a very good duo.

🧿 Also a big fan of Culture day. But the best part is that Parvati is in a beautiful sari, her make up done, mehendi on her hands and feet, churias on her arms, a veil on her head. Hmm perfect.

🧿 He lowkey beefs with Loki but does it in a goofy way y’know. Like he seems very intimidating cause of his physique and height but he’s lowkey chill and doesn’t bother ppl.

🧿 is lowkey a model together with Poseidon. He posts a lot of pictures on his insta, Indian weddings (they’re the best) pics of himself or if he went somewhere. Some of them are lowkey so aestheticly pleasing.

Yuh that’s it. Might make a part 3 tho

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[pralinesims]

Part 3 of this typa meme style, homework edition 📝

[schattenkiss]

If Double D and Kevin were in a romantic relationship, Kevin would always use the excuse of needing help with his homework to be alone with Edd at home 🤭📝

[angelrinisadork]

I forgot to post on tumblr yesterday! For @ryukoto week day 6: homework ❤️ 📝

Made a moodboard of the oomfies

[alexythimya]

I like this card a lot I wonder if I can find it irl

I wonder how much money is appropriate for a graduation gift these days

[anythinggoesbutme]

hey friends!!

i just realized i never actually introduced myself on here, so—hi! i’m brynnlee 🫶 i’m a brutally honest, say-what-i-mean kind of person, and i have Opinions (capital O). i read obsessively, write whatever my brain fixates on, and spend a questionable amount of time thinking about fictional people. also: i’m either doing homework or finding a new way to procrastinate it. balance.

thought it might be fun to answer some get-to-know-me questions, so here we go:

📚 favorite book ever?

powerless by lauren roberts. without hesitation. she’s also one of the amazing authors i’ve met in real life and i almost freaking died. (please request for powerless fanfics)

🔍 book character i relate to?

no clue. i’m an ENTJ so… y’all tell me who i am.

📖 ebooks or physical books?

i love my kindle, but i have to own the physical copy too. it’s a moral requirement.

😕 last book that made me cry?

if he had been with me by laura nowlin. didn’t love autumn, but finny?? everything.

🔁 do i reread books?

yes! all the time.

📝 what do i write?

pretty much everything. the stuff i post on here is mostly fanfic, but i’m kinda tempted to start sharing my poetry too 👀

💘 favorite thing to write?

soft, fluffy romance all the way.

🗂️ plotter or pantser?

even though i’m an extremely type A, when it comes to writing im a pantser with vibes. the most outlining i do is a title and maybe a short synopsis.

🎧 music taste?

i live on lana del rey. also alternative + indie are my comfort genres. but fair warning: i’m extremely picky and have very strong (sometimes controversial) opinions about artists. proceed with caution.

🎻 fun fact?

i play the violin

🎬 comfort movie/show?

pride & prejudice. every time.

📚 fictional character i’d want to meet?

malakai azer. no question.

🌙 morning person or night owl?

night owl forever. don’t talk to me before noon.

🌍 language i’d love to speak?

french! i tried learning it a couple years ago but i’m just… a little too busy.

[study-coffee-chicago]

Got a ton of stuff done today, such as working for 6 hrs and doing a ton of homework.

Homework completed (and one incomplete) today:

1. Finish psychoneuroimmunology notes 📝✅

2. Read article and take notes for neuropsych presentation 📚📝✅

3. Read and take notes for fundamentals of clinical interventions 📚📝✅

4. Work on neuropsych assessment report👩‍💻 ✅

5. Read for neuropsych 📚✅

6. Read for psychotherapy seminar 📚✅

7. Start on neuropsych presentation slides 👩‍💻🚫

Thank god for coffee ☕️ , am I right?? Now it’s finally time for bed. ��

[multiplicity-positivity]

Here’s some positivity for school-based headmates!

Many systems may find that school causes them to form new headmates. Whether it’s to cope with bullying, harsh teachers, or difficult schoolwork, whether it comes from a place of boredom, curiosity, or distress, no matter why school has caused your system to form new headmates, those headmates are a valued and important part of your system! This post goes out to y’all!

📚 Shoutout to headmates who formed to help with school subjects or complete schoolwork or homework!

📝 Shoutout to headmates whose role is to protect their system from bullies or mean teachers!

📓 Shoutout to headmates who voluntarily took over the job of fronting at school!

📚 Shoutout to headmates who front at school, but still struggle with assignments, learning, tests, or other school-based responsibilities!

📝 Shoutout to systems without friends at school whose headmates help each other cope with loneliness and isolation!

📓 Shoutout to headmates who formed to handle school punishments like detention, writing sentences, missed recess, principal office visits, silent lunches, or in school suspension!

📚 Shoutout to introjects who have school based exomemories or exotrauma!

📝 Shoutout to queer, disabled, BIPOC, intersex, and other marginalized systems whose identities made them a target for mistreatment by students and teachers alike!

📓 Shoutout to trauma holders who hold painful memories from school!

📚 Shoutout to systems who are seriously struggling in school, but who have no choice but to go!

📝 Shoutout to systems who are no longer in school, but who still deal with the aftermath of harm and trauma caused to them while they were attending!

📓 Shoutout to headmates who love school and who did everything possible to ensure their system’s academic success!

Regardless of how your system originated or what your education was like, school can be difficult and traumatizing for anyone. If you or another member of your system formed because of or in order to help with school in any way, please know that you are treasured and valued just the way you are. Your worth is not tied to your role, and you will still be wanted and cherished by your system and by the plural community long after you graduate or leave a school setting.

If your system is still attending school, we hope that you all can find the courage and strength to persevere until graduation. Know that struggling in school or requiring other headmates to support you through your education does not make you weak, foolish, or stupid. It’s okay to do whatever it takes to survive and keep your system safe. We care about you, and we are wishing your whole system the very best, both inside and outside the classroom. Thanks so much for reading, and have a great day!