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◌ ࣪ ⊹ ⁺ 𝓢 tar 𝓢 hopping ◌ ࣪ ⊹ ⁺

𝓛 ook at the 𝐬𝐤𝐲 𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 all this 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒔 have a 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒐𝒏,a reason to 𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒆━a 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒐𝒏 like mine

©𝐂𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐠𝐮𝐞 𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐦𝐞//𝐈𝐜𝐨𝐧 𝐍♡𝐓 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞//𝐝𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐲 𝐦𝐞

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a commonly ignored factor in being a writer.

Write for yourself first. Write what you like and be in love with what you create. Readers who will love it as well will just follow naturally.

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MR . QI FANFIC; LONG DRABBLE — 🫐

creds to @/omi-resources for the blue divider !!

content: the reader is a gender neutral farmer & some content from the mod will also be added. most of it is fluff and Mr. Qi angst, featuring Rasmodius. Some canonical events from the game, to give a little more context to what’s happening. (Is that considered a slow burn…?) and a little content from another mod by AngelOfStars on Nexus Mods!

a/n: here’s something small for all of my recent stardew lovers. i’m a devout player myself & after watching the perfect perception of him in nino kito’s marrying mr.qi mod video, i thought he needed a proper fanfic, so enjoy! (I’m so happy that I’ve been feeling more motivation.) I think I’ll be writing for all my fav sdv bachelors and bachelorettes too. I’ve also seen mods for the other npcs, so please tell me what you guys want!

— WILL I BE KNOWN & LOVED ?

Mr. Qi who you’ve only interacted with on two occurrences; indirectly when he began leading you on a wild goose chase for a club card & again when he assigned you the ruthless task of venturing into the deadliest place on earth, The Skull Caverns.

You being the absolute go-getter you are, you work tirelessly to achieve such a feat. You assumed with all the work he had you doing, he’d expect nothing less with this task. You farmed for cooking materials and blew every piece of gold on equipment and food, practicing your fighting tactics until you’d completed all of Gil’s monster goals.

The 7th day of Fall, you exchanged 500 gold for a bus ticket.

“You sure look determined. Well, whatever y’r doin, you be careful.”, Pam, the bus driver, warned lazily. “And don’t take too long, Gus is havin’ a happy hour!”

Mr. Qi who had a feeling you’d make the daunting attempt to penetrate the never ending levels of the Skull Cavern.

You couldn’t quite place your feeling, but you had a feeling that someone else, aside from Yoba, was watching you slay away serpents and mummies.

You’d fight with extreme precision, eat when you began to ache from the damage and throw a bomb when you noticed an unruly amount of stone in your path. You repeatedly checked your watch, noticing how late it had gotten and you’d barely made a proper good dent into the mines.

That was, until you noticed a ladder-less hole. It seemed endless and deep. You looked around, noticing nothing but surrounding enemies and no way out. You sighed and took that risk. You jumped.

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Mr. Qi who appeared to have made himself comfortable with the slightly furnished floor of level 100. You didn’t think you’d be so delighted to see him, but you felt nothing but relief.

“Clever, you are. I’ve been waiting for you, Y/N.”

You sighed and approached the man, avoiding the hissing sound of snakes that curled in death striking spirals.

“I knew you were special. You see, you have that spark. The world needs people like you and me, different. Extraordinary.”, he started. His back was now turned to you, and for a moment, you were about to get angry.

You were really hoping he didn’t give you all this hell just to commend you on “being like him”.

“I have a reward for you. These snakes produce a milk, I’ve prepared a batch for you. Drink up.”, he says with a smug smirk of his blue lips and gestures to the lavender colored jug on a nearby table.

Damn straight, you thought. You better get a reward. You damn near passed out, it almost being two in the morning.

You lifted the jug to your lips and began to chug, and before you knew your skin was green with horror.

“I know, I know. The taste is vile, but you’ll thank me later.”

You grumbled softly and continued drinking, pinching your nose to make it bearable. That, however, didn’t stop the pastey, chalk like texture. You were almost afraid it might be expired, but you continued drinking nonetheless.

After finished, you groaned and covered your mouth for fear of emptying your stomach. But to your surprise, you felt more than great. You felt brand-spankin’ new!

“I’ll be watching out for you, kid. See ya ‘round.”

And with a flash of light, Mr. Qi was gone.

— IS THERE ONE THAT I TRUST ?

From that point forward, you kept it in your mind that the strange blue man from the stars was always watching. Eventually, the thought would make it to the back of your mind; not absent, just not in your priorities list.

That was until one night, you were walking home from the saloon. You’d made a million promises to the townsfolk, and figured it’d be best you get a bright and early start.

While you walked across the plaza, you noticed a glimmering figure shuffling into the Cindersap Forest, near Marnie and Leah’s entrance.

You knew investigating would likely lead to unwanted consequences, but your curiosity got the better of you. Besides, made it had something to do with that weird alien case you found lying on your farm. Whoever thought it’d be a good idea to litter their failed experiments on your farm.

Nonetheless, you followed the shimmering figure into the wood, remaining so many steps behind. It seemed the path was endless, hiding behind bushes every time the person seems to turn around and desperately attempting to mask your breathing against the gentle wind of the valley. It was a little easier, with two bodies of water being nearby,

You were beginning to question was all of this work really worth it, when you noticed the starry individual feel for a surface in the gap between the forest and another landmass, where they normally held the Flower Dance. It was now Winter, so what was really going on?

You knew it was something abnormal, when the figure appeared to traverse over thin air and descended into what looked like everlasting darkness. You weren’t in the mood to get kidnapped or pass out, so you first thought was to come home. That was until your surprising good ears caught someone talking.

“Qi, you can’t keep doing this. You can’t keep plucking up my villagers for your sick and demented foolery!”

“Please, Razzy. You and I both know better than to tell me what I can and cannot do. Besides, it’s not like there’ll be a lot, just a couple of guardian serpents and a few tiger slimes to shapen them up.”

Monsters?! Shapen who up?! The villagers?!

“Don’t you understand how outrageously—?!”

The statement would be ceased by a raise of the hand and point in your direction.

“Hold it. Y/N? Would you like to be apart of this discussion?”

Well, to hell with it. You’re covered had been blown. You tested for the invisible platform and walked across, ascending into the everlasting darkness. You’d been outside long enough for to your eyes to adjust to the darkness, noticing a familiar glimmering staff and the shimmering attire of Mr. Qi.

“Y/N. Won’t you tell our good friend, Razzy, that you’ll be perfectly fine taking care of the townsfolk in a monstrous rampage?” The words alone made your eyes widen like a deer in headlights. Before you could raise your hand to respond, he spoke again. “It’s the way of life really, survival of the fittest. However, my only real concern is that you’ll make it.. and well, I suppose anyone who is lucky enough to have some sort of combat skill or have befriended you..”

Again, you attempted to respond before you were cut off by the familiar voice of the wizard.

“Really? Qi, you cannot be serious! I feel you’ve lost your mind at that damned casino. Everything you’ve accomplished is great and not the easiest to acquire, yes, but it is not impossible. You have become to enveloped in your own daredevil way of life, that you’ve ultimately forgotten what it meant to be alive. What it even means to live and experience.”

Despite the darkness, you could practically feel the grimace and annoyance of Mr. Qi. It radiated from him like a bad odor, coaxing everything within a close radius.

You feared for the worst. Maybe he would unleash that monstrous rampage after all this..

“Uhm… Mr. Qi. Listen, I know you’re wanting others like you; determined, inspired, and forever wanting more. But people have found deeper meanings of life, and sometimes—it doesn’t involve becoming an omnipotent, omniscient, all-powerful being like yourself. Sometimes it’s as simple as giving kids a good education or training to be the best athlete they can.”

You approached him slowly and began digging in your backpack.

“I was going to bring it to you today, but Pam wasn’t driving today. But since you’re here.”, you pull out a hardcover book. Its cover is a dark purple, but the star in the middle seems almost radiant. The pages are browned and tattered with age, but they seem to hold more and more power. “I found a copy way back, and learned some stuff. Even thought I don’t think you need it, I think you’ll appreciate the contents.”

Mr. Qi took the book from your hands. That hardened frown softened and he returned to his playful smirk.

Y’did good with this one, kid. Real good. Thanks.”, he chuckled and tucked the book under his arm, before turning to Rasmodius. “I say we finish our conversation later. Consider yourself saved by the subject, aye?”

And just like before, in the caverns. The man was gone! Maybe he ought to teach you how to do that so you can stop passing out, and getting pick pocketed by weird beings. You were seriously considering the rampage, with how much money Harvey’s been plucking from your pocket.

Seriously, you’re not that heavy! How on earth is carrying you home from the backwoods that difficult?!

Nonetheless, a tired sigh from the wizard made you place a hand on his shoulder in offering solace.

“A kind heart, you are, Y/N. It’s my spiritual advice that you avoid becoming to amiable with the likes of that man. He’s erratic and incredibly dangerous. You, the townsfolk, this valley, are all under my protection. Qi will only act as a danger to you all.”

You heeded the elder’s warning before his departure, and glanced around. Now, that you were alone, the darkness started to weird you out. You turned back and felt again for the invisible barrier, hurrying across before you feared the worst.

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Mr. Qi who has taken quite the occupation in your mind. Ever since that meeting with him and the wizard, you couldn’t stop thinking about it. You would often feel his presence when you ventured about at night or when you revisited any treasure levels in the valley mines. What could you say? He was unforgettable.

You realized that your golden tools were losing strength and figured it was about time for an upgrade. You’d been farming like crazy and selling large quantities of valuables for half the season, you had enough to upgrade your pickaxe and hoe.

There seemed to be only one problems. You didn’t have half as much iridium bars as you needed. You needed around 20 something bars for all of our equipment, and you only had enough for a sprinkler. You could’ve sworn you had more than that, but you did lend 5 to Willy for his boat… and you did trade some in at the Desert Trader now that you think about it. And didn’t Maru need one for her little machine? … Wow, you really did do a lot for the Valley.

You shrugged it off and took your iron and coal, and craft yourself a good collection of explosives. Nothing a little Skull Caverns couldn’t fix! And nothing seeing Mr. Qi wouldn’t fix, either..

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T H E E N D ! (this got way longer than what I anticipated, so I’m cutting it here. Let yall decide if you want more!

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— “The Monster’s Gone..”

word count: 1518

content: black divider by @/elryisia , heartline divider by @/carnage-cathedral , final divider by @/enchanthings TW TW TW ‼️ abusive parent (1), running away, feelings of abandonment, daddy issues, mommy issues, alcohol abuse, etc.

summary: the reader is stuck thinking about their life before living with the Cullens. There were a lot of emotions bottled inside, and Carlisle is there to help you through it.

a/n: this took way longer than it should’ve but nonetheless, i hope it’s to your liking! carlisle gives heavy father vibes (obviously). sorry if it seems rushed , but please enjoy !

“Y/N?”

The sound was muffled and distant, almost nonexistent. Reality felt like a fleeting sensation that smoothed over you.

What was going on again? The last thing you remembered is fastening your headphones on your head, and searching through your playlist. It felt like no matter how much you played those songs, trying to tune it out, it always seemed louder.

Faint knocking and the sound of a door opening broke you out of your spell, looking back to see the elder vampire with a white cup in his hand. It was Carlisle, in his normal attire. His soft expression invited a smile on your face as he spoke.

“I noticed you hadn’t gone hunting in a while.”, he started and looked up to notice a looming presence that seemed to hold you in a dark place. Concerned, he asked, “Is everything alright?”

The question made you turn your head. You looked out at the dimming wilderness, thinking about the question. After all that had taken place since that fateful night, was everything alright? As your thoughts had begun to consume you more and more, you felt a hand on your shoulder. A hand that shielded you from the darkness, the looming presence that crept into your mind.

“You don’t have to answer that… Here, try it.”, he said gently and handed the white styrofoam cup. The scent pulled you ever closer, realizing how long it had really been since you’d fed.

You took the cup and began to drink, sighing with relief. You weren’t exactly grossed out by the idea of drinking blood, since you happened to be one of the kids that was taught to suck your own blood when you got hurt, like a paper cut. The iron scent was thick, but you’d learned to dull out the sensation.

“You know, I’ve never seen someone so accustomed to becoming a vampire. Especially one like yourself. Even in your newborn phase, you showed some extreme restraint. You remind me of my son’s wife…”

The fatherly persona was suiting to the man. Talking of the people in his coven like they were truly his children. You’d catch yourself calling him Carlisle, because that’s what everyone else did. But he felt like someone else.

You thought about how he’d recite their graduations and significant life events. Birthdays and death days, celebrated. It seemed like a celebration was happening every month. Whether you all sat together and enjoyed the company of one another or planned a large feast for the person of the hour.

“Carlisle, do you love them?”

It came so fast and it seemed like the world stopped to hear as well. He didn’t move, but instead he smiled and chuckled. It took a moment to meet his gaze, but he seemed so elated to be asked, like he’d been waiting to answer these questions.

Assuming you meant his “children”, he answered.

“With all that I am. After being turned, I was stranded. I couldn’t return to my father, he would’ve had me killed. I had a friend once, I rarely see him. I was lonely. In my time of solitude, I’d learned the methods of a doctor and studied for years and years to come, before meeting my wife.”

You were enamored. You turned to face him, like an interested child whilst her elders tell her fanatic tales from their own lives.

“We met once, when she was far younger. And it felt almost evil to curse her to a fate such as this, at such a young age. I was able to help her, and we parted ways. In between our own meetings, I did however find my first son, Edward. His mother’s dying wish was to save him, and there was no cure for the Spanish Flu but the curse of immortality. So I turned him..”

You continued to drink from the cup until you were sucking up nothing but air. You shook the cup and sighed, setting it beside your feet.

You thought about how well Carlisle remembered everyone’s story. Every detail, every event, every single thing about when he’d met and turned each of the people in his coven. He even remembered you, and while it was no more than a few months ago.. he was so proud when reciting it to you.

“You know them all so well..”, you started and slightly frowned. “I wish my parents knew me that well..”

Carlisle seemed almost unsurprised by your statement. He started to understand why you would look confused at small things like gifts, and remembrance of important dates and events, and he even noticed the hesitation in your voice when you addressed him as Carlisle.

Tears beckoned to be released but you denied them passage. You didn’t want to cry. Your eyes still had a slight tight sensation from crying and rubbing them nonstop the night prior. The slight pink of your sclera seemed unhealthy against the golden glow of your pupils.

“They always forget my birthday.. and give me the car for a day.. after”, you started. The breaking in your voice was noticeable. “And.. I’d always go to La Push, because I had nowhere to go. No friends to pick up, no surprise party to attend… and when I came home, my dad would take the keys and go… somewhere.”

You shielded your face with your hands, unbothered by the lack of warm flesh.

“My dad would get angry and down his problems with bottle after bottle.. and my mom would cry nonstop about wanting him to be better and that he used to love us.”

The disgust in your voice displayed just how much of your mother’s story you believe. You thought she was out of her mind and just desperate for a man, which seemed to fit her heavy reliance on your father.

She needed him for everything. You couldn’t do anything with her, without him. You’d have to beg him to go to breakfast on some mornings, because if he didn’t get up, then she didn’t want to go. Your father hated it, but nonetheless, he’d comply. If it would shut you up and get your mother to stop coddling him.

“She keeps saying we need to move to New York, where my dad grew up..”, you choked out. “And I honestly have no idea where they are now.”

At this point, the tears had fallen and parts of your face began to swell. You were balling out in front of Carlisle, and you cried even harder at the thought of it. He probably thought you were some crybaby. Maybe he regretted letting you into the coven. He pitied you, you kept saying to yourself.

“It’s okay. Everything’s alright now…”, he said. He guided you into his arms. Whilst he was just as cold as you, his scent was sweet. “Let it all out, Y/N..”

What.. was this? Why was he rubbing your back? Why did he gently kiss your head? What was this supposed to be? A warning?

You continued to cry, clenching onto him. You wanted to stop, you really did. But everything was too much. Everything wasn’t alright. You weren’t alright. You were stuck thinking that while you were potentially dead, your parents were probably off happier with one another. In New-fucking-York.

“Shh.. don’t hold it in. It’s alright.. I’m right here with you. I’m not going anywhere.”, he stated again. Vampires were stated to be of the devil, a godless creature. And yet, this man had the voice of an angel.

You couldn’t understand what he was doing. Why wasn't he yelling at you? Why didn’t he tell you to stop? Why didn’t he threaten to give you a real reason to cry?

“They didn’t call.. they didn’t even try to look for me! They didn’t care! They never… cared at all!”, you cried. It was a heartbreaking scene. All the tears and broken words came flowing out, breaking down any means of stopping.

All the words you said had been locked inside of your mind for so long, and it finally came out. You continued to cry and scream into the man’s shirt, holding onto him like he was the only thing that would convince you all of this was real.

And through all of it, you could still feel the subtle rubbing on your back, and the gentle kisses on your head. You could still feel him, he was there. You knew it. You knew that at that moment, it didn’t matter that you’d only been there for a few months. It didn’t matter that you’d hardly hunted. It didn’t matter that you didn’t bring him a cold one or listen to his problems every single night, when you were just a kid yourself. You knew it didn’t matter what or who you were, because at the end of every day.. He cared.

That thought alone drove you overboard. You don’t remember what happened after that revelation. But knowing that someone, him, cared for you just as you came.. You felt the worst of your heartache disappear into nothingness.

THE END — PART TWO ?

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I’ve never been more in love with Shane 😔☝️ (I marry him every single time…)

It was 5 AM and this song is stuck in my head for days so an idea of the older bachelors doing it came into my mind, so y’all going to suffer with me

I used my Elliott plush for this and also BIG THANKS FOR @van-arts for letting me borrow her shane plush for this too LOL

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THAT. DOES. NOT. MATTER ‼️

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You know when you’re writing and you have a clear cut idea into your mind but every time you start writing, you start spewing literal nonsense? Yea. That’s me, I think I need to watch twilight a little more before writing fanfics, because if I don’t get this right, it’s not gonna be a good life. 👎👎

this is list of the content that I’m comfortable writing as a new twilight fan. As I grow more confident in my work, I’ll broaden my horizons. If you don’t see something you want, feel free to comment your request or click the request button on my profile 🫶

If you want to request/suggest something please include the person, the plot, and like a vague description of content. (I still need room to let me mind blossom)

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ill take a shot.

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let me just put this out there… tumblr you didn’t need to join the bandwagon of videos. There’s an entire app for it called TikTok, YouTube is just being foolish, and Instagram is in the same boat as you. WE ALREADY HAVE TWO VIDEO PLATFORMS, we dont need more than 3… Now there’s 4.

I’m still gonna use tumblr because I love the people here and it’s a pretty good platform, but I beg. I SINCERELY PLEAD WITH THE TUMBLR HIGHER UPS TO MAKE DISABLING TUMBLR TV A THING. You were once so unique, why did you conform to these wretched guidelines.

Edit: It’s not terrible… but still. You had a feature where a person could press the media on a post and scroll if they wanted, but adding an entire little thingy for this was just.. 💔💔💔💔

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I’m putting copy right on this mf

© PROPERTY OF khyys ON TUMBLR.

sorry I’ve been missing guys :( school kicked my butt, then DE, then work, then life. Though, since break and summer is coming up, I’ll have more time to write more content for you guys :3

still in the midst of trying to write my Carlisle x new vampire fic for you guys so thank you for being patient, I swear haven’t forgotten, I’ve just been super burned out and tired. Believe me, not a single project has been touched.

ok goodnight <3

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BOOM SHAKALAKA YES GAWWWWWWWWD <333333

only  tomorrow , the  love  comes  easy.

rb/like + credit if using ━ @destinyfaces

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and I feel stupid, but like…. It’s all makes sense. The only part that didn’t make sense was how he ended up at that flower shop with Elspeth.

The only plausible explanation is that after seeing where Sir James had died, he remembered where the family got all the other flowers for everyone else (at the time, Felix and Venetia were already dead) and decided to test his luck… but, that still implies it was all luck.

Oliver failed. Oliver failed. He failed. Venetia lost interest, Farleigh came back, Felix found out his lie. He is not a brilliant mastermind who plotted the whole theft from day on, he popped a boy's tire so he could get close to him, to bask in the nearness to his warmth, and that was enough until it wasn't.

He isn't a genius, he's attentive and greedy and lucky and he can't help himself. He was pretty enough and Elspeth was broken enough that it worked in his favor after nearly 20 years. He tells himself he orchestrated the whole thing from the start, that it was "just work," and that he didn't gradually want more and more and more, and if you believe him, you failed too.

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Now who wants to this but twilight edition (me I want this but twilight edition

"You're a vampire?! Why can I see you in the mirror then?!" "You idiot, mirrors haven't been using silver since the 1950s!!"

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personal vent, nothing triggering. Just self awareness and someone finally feeling understood.

I SWEAR TUMBLR HAS THE PEOPLE WHO REALLY GET ME. I HATE INSTAGRAM BRO NOBODY KNOWS HOW TO SIMPLE BE REAL ABOUT ANYTHING AND IT IS SOOOOOOOOOO REFRESHING TO SEE SOMEONE BE SO FRL ABOUT THIS. I HAVE 12 BILLION HOBBIES AND COUNTING, 98% OF WHICH I HAVEN’T EVEN STARTED. THE ONES THAT UP I HAVE STARTED? I FEEL THE UNSHAKEN URGE TO BECOME MASTERFUL AT EACH ONE DESPITE THE FACT THAT ITS MEANT TO RELIEVE MY STRESS, NOT TRIGGER MY INFERIORITY COMPLEX AND RUIN MY FRAGILE EGO.

how do you do, fellow Creatives™

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alright, twihards (just learned what that meant)! I’ll be writing the top 3 votes in the following order:

1.) Carlisle and NewVampire!Reader

2.) Jasper and NewVampire!Reader

3.)BestFriend!Rosalie and Pregnant!Reader

I feel like I should’ve mentioned this, but the reader is not in Bella’s place. Bella will likely be a vampire/not present in the plots that I’m currently focused on.

After I write these three, I will post another poll to decide which of the lesser voted plots will be in demand.

this is list of the content that I’m comfortable writing as a new twilight fan. As I grow more confident in my work, I’ll broaden my horizons. If you don’t see something you want, feel free to comment your request or click the request button on my profile 🫶

If you want to request/suggest something please include the person, the plot, and like a vague description of content. (I still need room to let me mind blossom)

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Back to School Resource Masterpost

Hi everyone! It's that time of year again, back-to-school and all the excitement of learning new things, along with the stress and anxiety that inevitably occurs. I've been on Tumblr for longer than I'd like to admit, and have compiled a long list of resources below!

Please note that I did my absolute best to find the original links to all of these posts, but many of them are 4+ years old and the users have changed blog names/deleted. If any of the links don’t work, or there is a link to an original post which I am missing, please let me know! Many of the master posts have dead links so if you find any updated resources please feel free to add on :)

Starting College/New School Year

College Study Tips that Actually Help by @samsstudygram

How to Study in College by @niccistudies

Guide for Starting a New Semester by @studybeshy

No to Low Stress College Studying Strategy by @plannerdy

A Really F*cking Vulgar Guide to Not Losing your Sh*t in College (TW swearing) by @alice-rolfe

How to Be Successful in College by @goddesszillaa-blog

Studying for An Exam in A Really Short Amount of Time by @studiyng

Study Tips for the New Semester by @universi-tea

Back to School Masterpost by @studylau

Resources for the School Year by @ginsengstudy

Back to School Tips Masterpost by @starry-eyes-and-blissful-nights

Notetaking

Unconventional Note Taking Tips by @studyspiration-coffee

@emmastudies note taking system

Effective Notetaking by @afternaomi

Note Taking for Different Lecture Styles by @caffeinatedcraziness

Note Taking Tips by @eintsein

How to Take Notes from a Textbook by @staticsandstationery

Note Taking Tips by @parisgellerstudy

Essay Writing

Transition Words for Essays by @soniastudyblr

How to Write a University Level Essay by @healthyeyes

How to Write a Kick-ass Essay with Half the Stress by @wittacism-blog

Recovering an Unsaved Draft on Microsoft Word by @touched-dreams-blog

Helpful Websites for Writing Essays by @intellectys

Tips for Being Overwhelmed

How to Handle Having Too Much to Do by @howtomusicmajor

4 Tips for Getting Ahead after Falling Behind by @passwithclassandaniceass

Motivation Tips and Avoiding Procrastination

7 Strategies to Manage Distractions by @myhoneststudyblr

7 Strategies to Improve Concentration by @myhoneststudyblr

Tips to Stay Motivated by @maeve-studies AKA myself

6 Ways to Avoid Procrastination by @ivystudying

Tips for Motivation by @sobistudies

Getting your Shit Together by @coffeesforstudiers

School Prep and Motivation by @tea-study-sleep

Productivity

Guide to Crafting your Daily Schedule by @werelivingarts

Four Rules for a Disciplined Life by @a-disciplined-life (OG credit to reddit user ryans01)

How to Stay Productive by @busystudyin-g-blog

A Productivity Masterpost by @effortanderudition-blog

Planners, Apps, and Printables

Learn to Code by @boomeyer

Popular Apps Perfect for Students by @emmastudies

Printables Masterpost by @studywithnerdyglasses-blog

Listing of printables by @emmastudies

Study Apps and Extensions by @mujistudies

Apps for Students by @moleskinestudies-blog

Emails and Templates

Email Template for Anyone Who Struggles with Writing Emails by @ischemgeek

Post Interview Thank You Note Template by @a-windsor

Language Resources

Language Studying Tips by @ssehuns

Google Drive with a Link to Language Grammar Resources by @ingenjor-blog

Studying and Time Management Tips

@aimstudies on effectively reading textbooks

Tips on Managing Research Projects by @munirastudies

Memory Tips by @brain-exercise

Study Less, Study Smart by @marias-studyblr

Tiny Tips for Things You Never Thought About by @leahrning

18 Unexpected Tips for Higher Exam Scores by @studyblob

Study Tips from an MIT Student by @academicheaux

Self-Care and Burnout

@hellenhighwater on loving what you do, and doing what you love

Small Ways to Improve Your Life by @cwote

How I Ditched my Phone Addiction by @universi-tea

How to Avoid Overthinking by @onlinecounsellingcollege

Tips for Staying off Your Phone by @intellectys

Simplifying your Life by @universi-tea

For All the Bad Days by @studykouffee

How to Deal with Burnout by @kawaiistudy

Calming Masterpost by @shelbys-advice-blog

Ideas for Self Care by @educxtional

Masterposts

Masterpost of Everything pt 1 by @areistotle

School Cheat Sheet by @jwstudying

School Cheat Sheet part 2 by @jwstudying

Misc Studying Posts by @epicstudyings

Bullet Journal Ideas Masterpost by @optomstudies

Study Sounds by @universi-tea

Studyblr Masterpost by @getstudyblr

Study Methods by @etudiance

Study Skills by @schoollifeandstuff

[silyriqence]

this is list of the content that I’m comfortable writing as a new twilight fan. As I grow more confident in my work, I’ll broaden my horizons. If you don’t see something you want, feel free to comment your request or click the request button on my profile 🫶

If you want to request/suggest something please include the person, the plot, and like a vague description of content. (I still need room to let me mind blossom)