10 yr. olds

anyways can we start recognizing adhd as an actual and serious disorder that

  • can affect on functioning in every day life so badly that it interferes with taking care of very basic human needs
  • is not 10 yrs old white boy exclusive disorder
  • is not a fake disorder created to benefit medicine companies
  • definitely should not be reduced to “kid who cant sit still and wont stop screaming” stereotypes because adhd has a whole fuckton of symptoms ranging from serious memory issues to fine motor control difficulties

anonymous asked:

So with the spheres and my sister. When we were younger, our Target added the spheres outside. And being 9/10 yrs old we immediately thought bouncy balls. I went up and patted one and realized they were stone. But not my sister, no she ran full speed and BODY SLAMMED it and fell off. It was the funniest thing and I still can't walk past Target without laughing!

WRECKED

anonymous asked:

Salutations! I absolutely adore your art and your Miraculous OCs! Sadly, but on a positive note, I cannot choose a favorite as I love all of the designs for them and how unique they are. Representation, done correctly, properly, and out of respect, is super important and I admire you for keeping that in mind. And being so open-minded. If it's all right, I'd love to see more of those darlings whenever you could get the chance to draw them more often! Keep up the miraculous artwork, wonder worker!

Originally posted by audreylaine-nalley

Thank you so much :DD I was heavily inspired by my own friends/family, mashing up a bunch different characteristics together, I’m so glad that I was able to properly convey that diversity and uniqueness in their designs. I don’t have much on them beside their deigns and general traits welp i suck when it comes to story creation but I’ll definitely be completing the set with the remaining miraculouses!!

anonymous asked:

is there any concrete indication of how many years it's been IN-UNIVERSE between im 1 and civil war? because if we just go by movie release dates it would be around 8 years so like peter would be 7-10 yrs old when tony stark becomes iron man and i'm 100% sure he'd have tried to get his autograph somehow. maybe he actually did and he's got it carefully preserved and tony doesn't know but someday he's beating himself up and peter tells him because tony's always been his hero he should know that :)

I have no concrete idea of the specific timeline they follow within the MCU, but OH MY G O SH THIS HEADCANON IS PERFECTTTTT

LIKE I CAN SEE IT SO CLEARLY IN MY HEAD. Peter finding Tony, who’s looking so fucking tired because the world never stops throwing some new bullshit at him, and he just… he’s so worried about tony, about his mental health, and he feels so helpless because what the fuck can he do to help this man who seems to carry the whole world on his shoulders?? 

But he tries to comfort Tony anyway. He thanks him for doing the thankless job of trying to keep people safe. He tells him how much he admires him, how much he’s done for him. 

And it’s just??? too much??? Tony can’t cope because here’s peter smol tiny peter who must be protected because fuck if someone else will die under his watch, and this boi is actually so sweet and pure and he seems to actually give a fuck about tony??? 

MAN I AM HAVING SO MANY FEELS I CAN’T EVEN TELL YOU

me: [rewatching voltron with my 10 yr old cousin]

sister’s bf: [comes in] IS THIS TRANSFORMERS.

me: no,,, it’s voltron,,,

sister’s bf: o [leaves]

cousin: [looks at me] the new transformers looks great

[Remus x Reader] The Lupins.

Originally posted by harrypottersources

Anon:  Hey I was wondering if you would write something about Remus x reader where they have a daughter (maybe 10 yrs old) and Remus is like a total over protective dad and makes up crazy rules like “no dating until you’re 42 three months twelve days and 14 hours” and maybe throw in Sirius (he can be her god father idk) and he’s like “don’t worry, I’ll take you to the strip club when you’re 18” lol idk I thought it’d be funny

A/N: Okay, so this one went a bit wild. Thanks for the request anon! It was a funny and refreshing idea. I hope you will like it! Requests are open, and here is my Masterlist if you are interested in it :)

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You were bustling around the kitchen, a delicious smell lingering in the air, as you prepared the food, for tonight’s Christmas party. Everyone was coming, so there was a lot of things that had to be done. Lily and Marlene were going to come a bit earlier to help you out, so that left your children and your husband in charge of cleaning the house up. For now, everything was going just as you planned.
“Mmmm what smells so good?” Remus exclaimed cheerfully, as he walked into the kitchen.
“Shouldn’t you be cleaning the living room, love?” you smirked, not turning your gaze from the pot in which you were melting some chocolate. He chuckled and hugged you from behind.
“Already done. Don’t you think I deserve a reward?” he whispered in your ear, making you giggle.
“Fine” you sighed “I will leave you some of it” he grinned and kissed your cheek.
“You are an angel, do I say that often enough?”
“Only if it includes chocolate related things, you cheeky little thing” you said as you turned the gas off.
“That’s not true!” he argued and spun you around, the grin still spread across his face.
When he stopped, he pulled you closer to himself.
“How did I get so lucky?” he looked at you, and once again you felt like a teenager standing at the top of the Astronomy Tower, getting lost in his green eyes.
“You tell me” you smiled, as he leaned in and pressed his lips onto yours. It was only in his arms, that you felt loved, treasured and safe. It was the place that always felt like home.
“Ugh, please not in the kitchen” you pulled away, as you saw your kids standing in the entrance, a look of terror spread across their faces. You both chuckled, but chose to ignore their request.
“Have you finished cleaning?” you asked trying to change the subject.
“Yes, Mommy” said the two at the same time, as they seated themselves at the kitchen table, cleaning brushed still in their hands.
“Well done” you smiled, and kissed their foreheads.
You and Remus had two children. Eleanor, which was already thirteen and a nine-year-old Tommy. You both loved them endlessly, knowing, you would do anything for them.
As you proceeded to pour the melted chocolate over your cake, with Tommy eagerly wanting to participate in the procedure, you heard a loud screech coming from the nearby window.
Knowing it would be an owl, you asked Remus to get the letters.
Once he did, he put the stack on the kitchen counter and started to flip trough it. Suddenly he pulled one out, a frown quickly appearing on his face.
“Elle, there is a letter for you” he said, already turning in order to give it to her.
“Really?” she smiled, eagerly taking the white piece of parchment.
As soon as she opened it, she nibbled on her lower lip, a blush slowly covering her cheeks.
“Well, who is it from?” you asked, clearly intrigued by the situation.
“It’s from Steven” she mumbled quietly, her gaze still fixated on the letter.
“What Steven?” Remus asked, already hovering over her head, in order to read some of its content.
“Dad!”
“What does he want from you?” he asked, as she shoved the piece of paper in her pocket.
You could feel the sense of protectiveness radiating from him. He often acted this way, especially if he was jealous, or when someone wanted to interfere in your family’s matters, without his approval.
He easily over exaggerated, so it was your job to bring him back to his senses.
“It’s probably nothing, love “ you said trying to calm him down “Right, Elle?”
“He only asked me to accompany him to Hogsmeade next week” she stated, regaining her courage.
“He did what?!” he shouted in disbelief.
“Remus, it’s only a date” you frowned and folded your arms across your chest.
“She is only 13!”
“That’s when we started dating too” you sighed and rolled your eyes at him.
“But that is not the point!”
“Calm down you two, he is not my boyfriend. For now, he is just a friend” Elle said, trying to somehow end the discussion.
“Eleanor, there is no such thing as female-male friendship” Remus said firmly, as he looked her in the eyes.
“Excuse me?” you raised your eyebrow in surprise “ So what were we?”
“Yes, we were friends, and you know very well what we did Y/N”
“What did you do?” Tommy said with an innocent voice, not really understanding what was going on.
“Nothing!” you blushed and glared at Remus “ So what, are James and Sirius my enemies?”
“Someone called me?” Sirius exclaimed as he and Marlene walked into the kitchen, carrying two containers filled with food.
“Sirius, thank Merlin! Can you help me with this one” you pointed at your husband, which all at once raised his hands up as if he had done nothing wrong.
“Moony why are you endangering your relationship?” he asked with amusement, and chuckled, as Remus gave him a betrayed look.
“He wants to put me in a celibate” Elle shouted, trying to get advantage of the current situation.
“You really are a small copy of your mother”
“She is not allowed to go out with anyone until I say so” Remus stated firmly
“Oh really, and when will be that?” Sirius teased.
“Never if I can help it. I’m going to owl Minerva. And you young lady don’t even think about going out with anyone” he stormed out of the kitchen, pretending not to hear the objections and groans, that left his daughters mouth.
“I will take care of it” you padded her arm and followed your husband, eventually ending up in the library. Of course, he would choose the library.
“Remus, what is going on?” you said as you closed the door behind you “It’s starting to be ridiculous, don’t you think?”
“It’s just…“ he started, as he collapsed on his favorite armchair "I don’t want her to get hurt. You know how it goes ”
“Listen, love” you came closer and started to rub his shoulders “You can’t help it. It’s a step in her life that she has to experience by herself, in order to learn from her mistakes, that she eventually will make”
“I know, but the thought of her, having her heart broken, is so terrifying.”
“Don’t worry. Everything is going to be fine. Just let her live her life” You smiled, and kissed his cheek, sensing that you finally convinced him, to let it go.
"And do not even dare to write about such things to McGonagall” you said as you offered him your hand, in order to make him stand up.
“Yeah, I don’t really know what I was thinking” he laughed nervously and brushed a hand trough his gray hair.
Just as the two of you were about to enter back into the kitchen, you heard Sirius’s voice, coming from the inside.
“Don’t worry little one, when you will turn eighteen I will take you to a male strip club”
“Padfoot!“
This time you and Remus were on the same side.

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the dear sister short is just turned 10 yrs old last month, let that sink in

Without making this too tedious, the idea of hiding a relationship for work purposes has been around a long time. I lived it as a child in regard to one of my sisters in the 1970s. Now remember there were no electronics, sm, or cameras at the ready in everyone’s hands at the time. I was 10 yrs old and my sister was transferred to the East Coast for her job. I won’t say who she worked for, but suffice it to say there was a strict no dating employee policy. One of the company heads took on the duty of showing her around her new city and state, much like Sam did with Cait. Needless to say they fell in love. For three stinking years we had to hide it from everyone in her city and her company that they were a couple. Three years! When we went to visit, we snuck around with him. He took us to off the beaten path restaurants and such. He had a condo on the ocean that we went to every summer on the sly. Only two people from their workplace knew about them for sure. It was another couple. The husband worked there, and they socialized with us and kept the secret. Now people from her work wondered why a young beautiful woman never dated anyone there. Guess what she did? A lifelong trusted male friend from our hometown made visits to the East coast and posed as her bf to get the heat off of her and my BIL. Our families are still friends to this day. When they decided they wanted to get married, she quit her job first, as dating co-workers was not allowed. They were married on the quiet in our hometown with only our immediate family and four friends in attendance. They didn’t tell the company people until well after she quit. Did people suspect she and her husband were together, absolutely, but we did everything we could to keep it hidden. Now imagine this same scenario in this day and age where every move you make can be captured and found out because of technology. Add in 6 figure sm followers and well, you get the picture. The stress on Sam and Cait to uphold whatever little semblance of privacy and perhaps even contract obligations they have has to be a terrible burden on them. As much as we want answers, I think they give as much of a picture of their relationship as is allowed. A little more patience may be all they’re asking for. Perhaps the delay in the season 3 premiere also changed the course of their plans in their personal lives.

Dad a son’s first hero a daughter’s frist love
“الأب هو أول بطل في حياة الأبن
واول حب في حياة الابنه”.
وأنا عمري 4 أعوام : أبي هو الأفضل
When I was 4 Yrs Old : My father is THE BEST
وأنا عمري 6 أعوام : أبي يعرف كل الناس
When I was 6 Yrs Old : My father seems to know everyone
وأنا عمري 10 أعوام : أبي ممتاز ولكن خلقه ضيق
When I was 10 Yrs Old : My father is excellent but he is short tempered
وأنا عمري 12عاما : أبي كان لطيفا عندما كنت صغيرا
When I was 12 Yrs Old : My father was nice when I was little
وأنا عمري 14 عاما : أبي بدأ يكون حساسا جدا
When I was 14 Yrs Old : My father started being too sensitive
وأنا عمري 16 عاما : أبي لا يمكن أن يتماشى مع العصر الحالي
When I was 16 Yrs Old : My father can’t keep up with modern time
وأنا عمري 18 عاما : أبي ومع مرور كل يوم يبدو كأنه أكثر حدة
When I was 18 Yrs Old : My father is getting less tolerant as the days pass by
وأنا عمري 20 عاما : من الصعب جدا أن أسامح أبي ، أستغرب كيف استطاعت أمي أن تتحمله
When I was 20 Yrs Old : It is too hard to forgive my father, how could my Mum stand him all these years
وأنا عمري 25 عاما : أبي يعترض على كل موضوع
When I was 25 Yrs Old : My father seems to be objecting to everything I do
وأنا عمري 30 عاما : من الصعب جدا أن أتفق مع أبى ، هل يا ترى تعب جدى من أبي عندما كان شابا
When I was 30 Yrs Old: It’s very difficult to be in agreement with my father, I wonder if my Grandfather was troubled by my father when he was a youth
وأنا عمري 40 عاما: أبي رباني في هذه الحياة مع كثير من الضوابط، ولابد أن أفعل نفس الشيء
When I was 40 Yrs Old: My father brought me up with a lot of discipline, I must do the same
وأنا عمري 45 عاما : أنا محتار ، كيف استطاع أبي أن يربينا جميعا
When I was 45 Yrs Old: I am puzzled, how did my father manage to raise all of us
وأنا عمري 50 عاما: من الصعب التحكم في أطفالي، كم تكبد أبي من عناء لأجل أن يربينا ويحافظ علينا
When I was 50 Yrs Old : It’s rather difficult to control my kids, how much did my father suffer for the sake of upbringing and protecting us
وأنا عمري 55 عاما: أبي كان ذا نظرة بعيدة وخطط لعدة أشياء لنا ، أبي كان مميزا ولطيفا.
When I was 55 Yrs Old: My father was far looking and had wide plans for us, he was gentle and outstanding.
وأنا عمري 60 عاما: أبي هو الأفضل
When I became 60 Yrs Old: My father is THE BEST
جميع ما سبق احتاج إلى 56 عاما لإنهاء الدورة كاملة ليعود إلى نقطة البدء الأولى عند الـ 4 أعوام ’ أبي هو الأفضل’
Note that it took 56 Yrs to complete the cycle and return to the starting point ‘My father is THE BEST ’
فلنحسن إلى والدينا قبل أن يفوت الأوان ولندع الله أن يعاملنا أطفالنا أفضل مما كنا نعامل والدينا.
Let’s be good to our parents before it’s too late and pray to Allaah that our own children will treat us even better than the way we treated our parents .

cu chulainn is just such a fucking icon like this druid showed up with a prophecy that whoever took up arms that day would live a glorious life at the expense of an untimely death and not only did cu chulainn upon overhearing this immediately haul his 10 yr old ass over to the king of ulster to demand he get to take up arms right now he also smashed every single spear he was given until the only one left was the king’s spear and the absolute madman had the gall to say “yeah this one suits me” when it was handed to him. then he demanded a chariot and did the same. then he took the chariot for a ride and killed several enemies of ulster just for kicks. imagine being a big shot somewhere and this fucking 10 yr old walks into your office and demands you give him a gun and a car and when you give him a nerf gun to play with he snaps it in half with his bare hands, steals the keys to your ferrari, takes your chauffeur to drive him around, and that evening returns with the heads and wallets of several of your biggest competitors. that’s cu chulainn.