Is this just a thing adults do

“My guitar is the only person I consider my friend.” She retorted with a shrug. “I don’t feel welcome anywhere else. The whole black sheep, socially awkward special snowflake thing. I just feel isolated when I come over and as if I can’t really say it. So I’m doing the adult thing and avoiding going over there and until now, the subject altogether.”

I just realized

I have been asked countless times about why I chose to name my daughter Aubrey. Everyone always wants to know where a name comes from.

I’ve always just told people that I had a really good friend in 2nd grade named Aubrey and I have always loved the name. Which isn’t a lie.

But since coming out here as bisexual and allowing myself to completely accept myself I have been taking a look back into my childhood a remembering things that I felt that I tried to hide or make go away.

This little girl was my first crush. Ever. What I felt was deeper than just being friends. I would have never told her that, and I have never said that to anyone, but it was true. I wanted to be with her all the time and she was so sweet and beautiful, even now as an adult I look her up on Facebook to see how she is doing.

It’s an odd thing to admit, even to myself. Being openly bisexual (on tumblr anyway because I’m terrified to come out anywhere else) is new for me. Not having to lie about what I feel or felt about women is so new. It’s like something that I’ve kept locked up so deep in my mind and I’m finally starting to let it out and all of these things are just bubbling to the surface.

It’s an odd feeling, but it’s freeing.

Memory logs - Age 10

I’m just not as smart.

It had been two years, since Vlokk’s golem parent began to break. At first, Vlokk was afraid, thinking this was the end. But his golem unit just kept trying to do what it was programmed to do. Somewhat, inspiring Vlokk to pick up the tasks it couldn’t preform. To get it what it needed so it could preform them.

Though, as time past, Vlokk watched many of the other progeny build things he couldn’t conceive how. Even watching adults construct junkyard golems scrap was amazing to him. Asking for help with nothing to offer was out of the question though, not too mention, most didn’t trust each other enough to do favors.

Vlokk started collected pieces of what he could make out as golem tech, and tools to repair. Returning to his shack, giving it a go. He was going to repair what essentially was his parent. To him, it was his parent. Opening its chassis he started to poke and prod, trying to fix this and that. Only shocking himself and eventually causing more harm than good.

Ears drooped, and defeated he gave up. All he was doing was making things worse. But the golem’s praise and confidence building programs were still working. Telling him it was alright, and that at least he tried.

hey so just letting you guys know!! fisk is coded very autistic in the daredevil show and his actor is autistic as well, so don’t call him a “manchild” or “childish”, etc. cause guess what!! autistic adults are often called children to remove their agency or to disregard them as humans!! so please, call him a jerk, call him evil, call him whatever, but don’t call him a child.

it just cracks me up when little babies are like “WHY ARE THERE ADULTS ON TUMBLR” “WHAT AM I GOING TO DO WITHOUT FANDOM WHEN I’M AN ADULT”





who do you think organizes your cons who do you think runs your fandom sites

you don’t stop liking fandom things just bc you reach a certain age

there is not a magical age where you hit a birthday and suddenly you stop writing fanfiction and drawing fan art

twitter bios

need new clothes, a new city, a new life 


constantly torn between “treat others how u wanna be treated” and “treat others how they treat u”

worst feeling in the world is knowing you did the best you could, and it still wasn’t good enough 

all black everything to match my soul 

just wanna do bad things with the right person 

it sucks being the person that cares the most in a relationship 

blood type: gold 

confidence is attractive 

i like being alone i just hate feeling alone 

a heart full of pain and a head full of stress

plot twist: you miss me

not exactly emotionless, but close

no matter what I’ll love the shit outta you

roses are red violets are blue nobody loves you baby the way i do 

so honey now take me into your lovin’ arms 

which is messier my life or my hair 

as I was writing this, I was thinking of nutella and you because that combination is just so perfect

life is too short to worry about what others say or think about you

it’s insane how easily someone can lie to your face

be serious with me, don’t waste my time

honestly if my ex is happy im good

we can watch netflix or we can just have sex

a girl who wants best for you, is best for you

trying not to care is so damn hard

“being yourself is all it takes. If you want to impress someone, don’t be someone else just be yourself”

remember to take care of urself. sometimes u forget, because u are too busy taking care of other people. u are important too

where are ü now that i need ya

he chamber of secrets has been opened. enemies of the heir, beware.

there’s only one queen in this town and that’s me

u r the collest kid in the town im ur little lady

the worst feeling is when someone makes u feel special, then suddenly leaves u hanging & u have to act like u don’t care at all

if a girl tells you about her problems, it doesn’t mean she’s complaining. it means she trusts you.

appreciate what you have before it turns into what you had

maybe one day youll realize how much you neglected me

you lie about the dumbest fucking shit and you expect me to trust you? you got me fucked up

just because someone treats someone one way, doesnt mean theyll treat everyone the same way

i miss “i love you” coming out of your mouth

maybe youd understand if you knew how i felt

do you ever sit down and think “what if my whole life is a lie?”

i just want someone that cant get enough of me and wants to talk to me all the time

you make me feel so unwanted

youre full of shit

dont “okay goodnight” me, were gonna fucking talk about it

we met for a reason, either you’re a blessing or a lesson

i may be an asshole but i got feelings too

dont really give a shit about anything but i give a fuck about you

if overthinking was a drug, i’d be high af

sometimes I care too much // sometimes I don’t care at all 

I like art, and by art I mean music, poetry, sex, paintings, the human body, literature. all of it’s art.

i don’t remember the last time i wasn’t tired

black clothes are an obsession

tired of school, but i’ve got goals

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like if you save
credit @tverella on twitter if you use

please DO NOT steal
i see everything

There’s this thing I do sometimes where my girlfriend and I are cleaning the house or watching TV or drinking beers at our favorite pub or getting ready for bed and I really, earnestly, fervently go, “I love you. I just love you so much. I love our life together. And I like you. I really like you too. Baby, listen to me okay, I really love our life together.” It freaks her out. It’s the kind of thing a person says in a movie right before she gets hit by an asteroid. But I can’t help it. I do love our life together, and it’s not a thing I ever even dreamed of having.
—  Heather Hogan , Autostraddle’s What Does it Mean to be a Queer Adult? roundtable 

anonymous asked:

I think you look super adorable as Rose Quartz, I'm just not sure why you're acting like such a fan. You clearly had no idea who she was until people started saying that you should cosplay her. It's kind of a disgrace to the entire cosplay community when people decide to jump on a bandwagon or dress up as a character because they think they look the part. It's supposed to be about passion and dedication. Honestly, how big of a fan can you be after a couple of weeks?

so what you’re trying to say is that a person can’t truly be a fan unless they’ve met some quota for how long they’ve been a fan?  do you know how ridiculous that sounds?  I started watching the show because I kept seeing it all over my dash.  I found it incredibly intriguing because of how much representation they put into a children’s show.  it’s full of diversity, love, humor, and just so many other beautiful things that I’m so glad kids (and adults) are getting to watch.

I binged watched the show in a matter of days because I couldn’t stop watching it.  it was and still is SO incredibly enlightening for me.  I’ve watched so many of the episodes over and over again because they just fill me with a great sense of joy.

did I initially think to dress up like Rose because a ton of people told me that I should?  yeah.  was that the only reason?  of course not.  Rose (from what we know) is incredibly loving, caring, empathetic, and just has a wonderful presence.  she’s also one of the first fat characters to be represented in a completely positive light.  do you know how wonderful it is that fat people actually have a character that they can dress up as that actually LOOKS like them?  and is represented in an entirely good way?

I didn’t even refer to what I did as cosplaying and I’m not a part of the cosplay community.  if this is the way you act towards newcomers, I really don’t think I’d want to be a part of it anyway.  what I am a part of is the Steven Universe fandom and I don’t really have to justify or explain that to you.  if somebody likes something - why do you think it’s your job to question it?  the capricorn in me really wants to keep going on about how incredibly rude this message is, but since this is essentially about Rose..please just think about what you are actually saying.  cause you know what - what if someone did just see Rose and think they look like her and so they wanted to dress up like her?  what if someone knew nothing about someone other than that a lot of people liked them and that they were one of the only characters to exist that actually looks like them?  and that was the reasoning for them cosplaying them.  what if a fat person saw Rose and it would make them feel good to dress up like her?  who are you - or anyone else - to judge them for that?  this sounds exactly like the whole ‘fake gamer girls’ argument and it is just so ignorant and misguided.  

please don’t question my passion, dedication, or anything else when you know nothing of it.  

anonymous asked:

Louis is so important to this world and he is going to take over and Harry can just let him.

I don’t know what the hell this means to be honest. So I will just put all my emotions on this rather ridiculous message. No offense to my anons, because I appreciate each of you, but then this happens and I am just like “Do I delete? Absolutely. I am a level headed person at least 3% of the time.” *Answers anon* *regrets it*

Louis gets to live his dream and that is so important. I agree. Just being able to do that at such a young age especially when he was convinced he did not have a purpose with 1D–plus some very questionable things said to him by an adult??? what teacher tells a kid they wont amount to anything? That is awful– now Louis gets to make sure a bunch of young ones get some much needed guidance in finding a way to make it through. That is /ALL/ lovely and beautiful. I cannot wait to see where it goes. 

But Louis gets all of this because of One Direction. One Direction used Harry Styles’ face and PR stunts as Promo. 

So even though people are saying do not use this as a time to talk about H/L and closeting. They are the dream team. It very much balances each other out. 

Harry isn’t just letting him. Harry is there too. They have always been a Dream Team. 

Imagine you are riding your skateboard and your favorite robot tries to ride it but instead, snaps your board. Your robot is so sad they broke it and think you will be upset at them. Instead you find a flat cart (think those long orange carts at the hardware store for hauling pallets) and remove the handle on it so they can have a robot sized skateboard.

“When I was little, I always felt like I didn’t belong, like I was older than the kids around me.  I started doing all my own laundry in sixth grade because I liked taking care of myself, having things organized for myself, like an adult. I never really drank or partied with the kids around me.  I just wanted to move on.” -  Emily Kinney.

okay so apparently my dance partner actually thinks i’m a really good dancer and has been arguing with my coach to get me to move up from bronze to silver (just so you know how significant this is, i know people who’ve been doing dance for 8 years and are still on bronze. i’ve been doing it for 8 months.) and i’m actually really touched?


Ok, I did the thing.
Please don’t mind my bad English/pronunciation and remember that I’m not a makeup artist, I’m just a kid who likes to dress up as her favourite cartoon characters :)
Few things I didn’t mention/show you in this video: take care of your skin and clean your contact lenses!
Before doing your makeup for a Con I suggest you to use a good primer and most of all HAVE FUN, because it’s the best part of this hobby! :3

For those who are wondering these are my contact lenses (Eos New Adult Green), but PLEASE ask your oculist before wearing them!

I don’t own the music, all credits go to Jeremy Zuckerman.

Oh and thank you Marco (mynerdybedroom) for editing this, I would be nothing without your endless support :)

eren is a traumatized teenager, not an “adult because of the circumstances he has went through”… please stop using this to justify a ship between an adult and teenager. i’ve been through so many things in my life, and let me tell you, i wasn’t an adult just because i went through a lot of shit. i was a scared teenager.

Reblog this if your tumblr has become like your secret identity.

Like we’re talking Hannah Montana meets Danny Phantom meets any superhero. One minute, you’re just a normal teenager/adult doing normal things, the next you take on a new persona (your username). And only a few people know that you and said persona are the same. Actually, when you put it that way, it actually sounds pretty cool!

anonymous asked:

can I just say it makes me so damn happy to be following someone who is 11 years older than me? Because I am so scared of growing up still and trying to figure out my life, but then I see that even in ten years I might just like the same stuff that I do now without it being weird and that maybe there's not so much of growing up to do simply by being an adult.

You are definitely never too old to enjoy the things which make you happy, bring you joy or make you inspired! You should see my bookshelf. It’s full of stuffed toys, different key chain from anime series hanging there, cute jewelries, huge ass amount of doujinshi and manga, stuffed toys, cheesy romantic manga series… And that’s not even all, my figures, artbooks and rest of the mangas and doujinshis are in the living room’s shared bookshelf. I have one table in my room and it has stuffed toys - like Pusheen toy - and the walls are covered with pics, cards and posters.

Actually, our kitchen (flatmate and I) looks like this:

We have all kind of shit in here like, either permanently or visiting, like the pink plastic shit(!) on a microwave and Leon the Orange

We have had this same guy calender - with game characters heads glued on it - on the wall for 3 years, because we don’t want to get rid of our masterpiece 

We have Hello Kitties climbing up the kitchen wall, rest are hiding around the house

We spend our time by sticking paper doll heads on things, and many of them wander around the house and you never know where you find time (like Leon’s head on the orange earlier). We have too many of these paper doll heads.

We baked a cake for Dragon Age Origin’s elf male whore at 2 am

And some Christmas cookies

This isn’t even all and for fuck’s sake, we’re 32 and (soon) 27 old grown up women. 
So don’t you ever go “I’m too old, I need to give up with all the fun stuff”, because IT’S A HUGE LIE! Go and be yourself, no matter how many years you would have walked on this Earth!

P.S. You definitely should check out the rest of our things 

idk it’s somehow stunning how fast my life changed and how fast i’ve come from the “teenager” to the “adult” point. look, i am on my best way of my recovery and somehow everything feels easier, especially breathing and laughing and the small things. so, three weeks ago i got my driver’s lisence and now i just bought a car, i’m writing with a friend right now because of a job beside (you know, a car doesn’t drive without…money!) and next year i’m finished with high school and this summer i’m gonna do some sports beside everything with a friend of mine (which also costs money and time!). OH GOD growing up goes so fast, so if you’re 14 or 15 or 16, please enjoy your life. don’t make the same mistake and hate yourself and only lay in bed for hours doing nothing. go outside, enjoy everything about this life. there will come a day when you need money, and then you need to work while you have to do some homework and still have some interests. of course, that can make you happy, too. i am sure it will make me happy because i am standing on my own two feet, but there’s no time for enjoying the sunset every day or for watching your favorite movie. do it now, you will maybe regret it later.


“My ears hear what others cannot hear; small faraway things people cannot normally see are visible to me. These senses are the fruits of a lifetime of longing, longing to be rescued, to be completed. Just as the skirt needs the wind to billow, I’m not formed by things that are of myself alone. I wear my father’s belt tied around my mother’s blouse, and shoes which are from my uncle. This is me. Just as a flower does not choose its color, we are not responsible for what we have come to be. Only once you realize this do you become free, and to become adult is to become free.”

Stoker (2013)
dir. Chan-wook Park

Breakfast in Bed

A/N: I know! 2 one shots in one day! Holy crap! But I just couldn’t wait to post this fluffy masterpiece until tomorrow, even though technically it is your b-day in a few hours, Sara

thesassywitchofthenortheast, you are the Belle to my Ariel. I am so blessed to have you in my life. 

And side note: The gift Emma receives is probably one of my most favorite things I’ve ever come up with. Just saying. 

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Breakfast in Bed

For Sara

           It was the morning of October 23rd, but all Emma wanted to do was sleep. Not because she was tired, but because she was experiencing the worst hangover of her adult life.

           The night before, the entire town of Storybrooke descended upon Granny’s to celebrate Emma’s birthday. She could hardly believe that only four years prior, she was celebrating her 28th birthday by herself, in her Boston apartment with nothing but a cupcake with one miniscule candle as her company…until her doorbell rang, and life as she knew it changed forever.

           Now, as she “woke up” from a night celebrating turning 32, she had so much more to family than she knew what to do with: a son who she adored with all her heart; two loving parents who, despite their misgivings, did just want the best for her (even if it wasn’t always the smart way to go about it); and she had a boyfriends who cherished every part of her. So why they let her get completely an utterly smashed last night, she would never know.

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