all the power of my brain

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✋🏽No one is you. That is your power. 🤚🏽

I recently watched the Stroke of Insight TEDTalk in my systems neuro class and am completely amazed at what Dr. Jill Bolte Taylor describes experiencing. Imagine what a superpower “turning off your left brain” and entering a state of just being would be? I highly encourage you all to watch the TEDTalk or read her book, especially any of you interested in neuro as a major/field!

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Here’s a little not!fic for the @sterekwritingroom flash event for the Solar Eclipse.

A little context before going into the thing:

So, we were talking with @yodas-yo-yo and @halekingsourwolf (you’re the one who asked us so you get credit too!) about the eclipse and what consequences a total solar eclipse would have on werewolves and we came to the conclusion that werewolves powers/senses are upped by the solar eclipse and that they feel it hours/days before and after the event and that they’re the most at peace with their inner wolf at this particular time. Also there’s a big international gathering where the Eclipse happens with werewolves (and other creatures) from all around the world like Woodstock but for werewolves. Also sex is A+

Wolfstock belongs to @yodas-yo-yo and bless @grimmypuff for making this readable because my brain couldn’t grammar anymore ♥

Now let’s go.

~

Werewolves have always been the most social of the shapeshifters and co, so they were the first to do the big gatherings many many years ago. These events were nameless at first, then people started calling them “Moonday” or “Day of the Moon”. Then 1969 happened and gave the world Woodstock and it impacted so many people that the werewolves started calling the eclipse “Werewolf Woodstock” as a joke, and it stuck with the younger generations who renamed it “Wolfstock”.

The pack discovers the thing about the eclipse after an almost fight with another pack.

The other alpha just told Derek he was “lucky for now” and that they’d “settle this after Wolfstock”.

The pack goes, “Hu? Wolfstock???” so Derek has to tell them everything.

Tells them that every time a total solar eclipse happens, there’s an international gathering of all kinds of creatures -but mostly werewolves- starting a few days before and going til a few days after. That there’s also an international truce so that’s why the other pack had stopped everything for now.

Derek tells them that the regular custom if you can’t travel is to meet with the packs from your area or just have a big celebration with your own pack.

The pack is floored because “What the fuck Derek! It’s 2015 and you still haven’t told us about this after all these years??”

Derek admits under his breath that he went to a few of them with his family and that it’s something he’ll never forget, can’t forget, and that it’s hard to think about going again without them.

So they let it go for this year and end up doing a pack meeting where they just do nothing except watch movies, eat food and feel super relaxed.

They miss it again the year after because it’s in March and in South-Asia and they have school/work obligations they can’t escape so it’s another instance of bad timing.

Which leads them to this year’s eclipse which is actually in America, in summer and they have all the time to enjoy it.

“I feel like Harry Potter going to the Quidditch World Cup!!” Stiles is literally vibrating and barely manages to contain his energy. The eclipse is already acting on his emissary powers and his euphoria spreads all along the pack bonds.

They’ve travelled east to Hopkinsville, Kentucky (where the eclipse will last the longest) three days before the event and join the Wolfstock people in a field a few miles away from the town.

There are booths and tents everywhere, people from all around the world, and so many languages it’s like going to Disneyland.

They find a spot for their tents and once everything’s ready they pull out blankets to lie on and take a nap or go wandering for the less tired of the pack.

Derek tries to get away from them for a moment because he’s a little bit overwhelmed by the memories. Not ten seconds after he leaves, Stiles comes up at his side and just bumps his shoulder with his in silent acknowledgement.

They end up going to see the booths and buy food and meet a lot of new people. Derek lets Stiles do most of the social part and just spends his time gazing at him softly, watching him be happy. His heart still clenches a little bit thinking about his family but he’s happy to be here with his new pack and these new people who love him. But especially this boy, now a man, who just embraces everything without looking back and never lets him down, and if Derek gets a bit emotional it’s just because of the eclipse, ok!

Stiles shakes him out of his thoughts by grabbing his hand because “Come on Der’ there’s a fairy band on the main scene!! I wanna see it!” and just doesn’t let go. Derek’s heart stops a little bit every time Stiles moves because it reminds him their hands are touching. No biggie.

Stiles interlaces their fingers and Derek has a minor heart attack.

So his wolf is literally doing backflips in his mind. Whatever. It happens. Must be the Eclipse.

Derek casts a glance at Stiles who’s dancing a little, looking at the scene with the biggest smile ever and a lot of red on his cheeks.

The bond feels like a glitter bomb ready to explode all over him at any moment.

Derek has never felt this calm and this alive before so he does the only thing that makes sense, and puts his other hand on Stiles’ face to turn it his way and kisses him.

They don’t get out of their tent much over the next few days -solidifying their bond in every way- except on the day of the Eclipse when a chorus of surprised woofs and shout rises from the other tents.

Stiles goes outside to see all his werewolf friends turned into actual wolves, and an exhilarated laugh escapes him when he feels a bump on his knees and wolf Derek is here, his eyes shining with happiness.

When the Moon starts hiding the Sun, all the wolves howl in unison and time stops its course to seize the perfection of this instant.

~

some big adhd Moods
  • extensive energy caused by The Hyperfixation
  • what is Sleep? quick naps will do if required at all 
  • i’ve been awake for 32 hours and yet my brain won’t let me fall asleep
  • am i Annoying? probably
  • no one likes me, including myself
  • feelings of hurt, rejection, abandonment featuring creeping suicidal ideation
  • FUCK THEM!!!!!! intense anger followed by self-loathing and regret
  • a daily subscription to The Mood Swings caused by seemingly insignificant incidents 
  • boredom 
  • more boredom, now the extended version in which you start considering potential regrettable life choices
  • my brain is A Carrousel and someone needs to unplug the power cable
  • chronically unorganized, chronically forgetful, chronically bored!!!
  • it… never… stops…
  • i’m Tired™
  • the movement never stops which means i never stop 
  • oh no, i forgot that
  • would i even be myself without The Disorder
TFP characters as dril tweets
  • Optimus Prime: i regret being tasked the emotional burden of maintaining the final bastion of morality and Nice manners in this endless ocean of human SHIT
  • Ratchet: the wise man bowed his head solemnly and spoke: “theres actually zero difference between good & bad things. you imbecile. you fucking moron”
  • Bumblebee: 1st grade: Mastered. 2nd Grade: MAstered. 3rd Grade: Mastered. 4th Grade: Heres when they start trying to trick you 5th Grade:This ones hard
  • Arcee: strongest blade in the world, howeve,r it is so fragile as to shatter when handled by any force other than the delicate touch of a lesbian
  • Bulkhead: i fear my tropical fish no longer respect me after i accidetnally stumbled backwards & smushed my ass hole right up against their $3000 tank
  • Wheeljack: IF THE ZOO BANS ME FOR HOLLERING AT THE ANIMALS I WILL FACE GOD AND WALK BACKWARDS INTO HELL
  • Cliffjumper: priest plugs my coffin in at the end of the funeral. “MILLERTIME” lights up in neon on the side, desecrating my corpse & sending me to hell
  • Smokescreen: the doctor reveals my blood pressure is 420 over 69. I hoot and holler out of the building while a bunch of losers try to tell me that im dying
  • Ultra Magnus: Blocked. Blocked. Blocked. You are all blocked. None of you are free of sin
  • Jack: yes trolls. unlike you, i have a brain. its called a " JOB "
  • Raf: downloading shit loads of counterfeit papa john coupons through unsecure wifi net works
  • Miko: DAD: i just heard on t he news that teens are taking the "Kick My Ass" challenge. please dont do this ME: you have no power over me, old man
  • Jane Darby: startling how im the only person on this site with an actual human soul. you would think the other guys on here have one, but no
  • Fowler: i enjoy a bit of "Humour" every now and then, but people seriously need to stop tying me to a chair and injecting me with unknown substances
  • Megatron: my followeres, who all hate me, and wish to kick my ass, are nobodys, and they lack the combat training to injure me, because theyre infant
  • Stascream: I just looked up the stats and the number of meaningful relationships ive formed is less than the number of public restrooms ive Screamed in
  • Soundwave: im the guy who airbrushes the nipples out of pro wrestling ads. i make $85k a year. but i have a secret *removs shades to reveal nipple eyes
  • Knockout: I put years of hard work into getting my torture degree at torture college & now everyones like “oh tortures bad” , “its ineffective” fuck off
  • Breakdown: my grave is just a huge tv displaying videos of me doing parkour in hell and it makes all the other graves look like shit
  • Arachnid: i will tell you this right now: I'm from hell. Im highly fucked up. Ive been known to say rude things and watch the carnage unfold brutally
  • Shockwave: i have absolutely zero interest in friendship, i have absolutely zero interest in jokes, i am simply here to collect data and earn respect.
  • Predaking: please bring your rats to the new castle flea market so I may bless/heal them. ill be sitting in a lawn chair wearing a stolen priest outfit
  • Dreadwing: (the trolls watch in astonishment as the milk shake they threw at me flawlessly bounces off of my head wwith minimal pain and mess involved)
  • Unicron: *all horrors begotten by the desire of man flash before eyes* woha! this is awkward *the cries of millions suffering echo* Damn That's Weird

masterofenthropy  asked:

Hi HeyWriters! I was wondering: do you have a tip to create a weak point on main characters? I´m making a story, but I´m having trouble since my main character is TOO overpowered. Could you help me with this?

(All of this is written under the assumption your character has superpowers or “special” abilities, so forgive me if you meant a different kind of power.)

I created a character concept when I was twelve. She had all the superpowers of my favorite heroes and then some. As time wore on she gained more and more until eventually my adolescent brain invented logic and realized she was actually ridiculous. Here’s how I depowered this character, who’s name is Ace, without completely ruining her coolness.

Step One:

Don’t be greedy. Any ability that does not contribute to the story needs to go. It’s taking up space that could be filled with credibility. I decided early on that Ace didn’t need most of her abilities, and by the end of the story she only relies on a few to get the job done. Also, if a character can do more than one thing that are all basically the same thing some of those should probably go (invisibility and camouflage, superspeed and teleportation, etc.). 

Step Two:

Apply real-world science. If you try to make your depiction realistic, you’ll want to have an idea of how these abilities might work and how they might not. Of course, you should suspend disbelief for some things if they’re truly essential to your character, but others can be adapted. For Ace there are some powers that only work under the right circumstances, and others that her body rejects or that give her physical pain when she uses them. Most importantly, special strengths come with special weaknesses. Sensitive hearing means loud noises are more jarring or harmful, regeneration means metabolism speeds up and the person needs to eat as much as a body builder. Any superpower you pick out will have a drawback, I guarantee it; if not a physical one than a social one (I’ll get to that).

This scene from The Incredibles is an excellent demonstration of superpower drawbacks.

Step Three: 

Consider how the character feels about all this power and why they obtained it in the first place. Ace was not born with abilities, but over time she chose certain powers for the purpose of defending herself or others. Some of her powers fade away when she stops using them, like any skill you fail to practice, and some abilities she just plain old refuses to use for personal reasons. Some are too difficult or time-consuming for her to master, and some even trigger memories of her traumatic past thus she discards them. This way she has a choice in the matter and her choice is not to bite off more than she can chew or what she doesn’t want in the first place. 

Step Four:

How do other characters feel about all this power? Perhaps some or all of your character’s powers intimidate, frighten, or anger others in the story. One of Ace’s friends dislikes how unstoppable she is, and others are taken aback by some of the things she can do or how she looks when she does them. On the whole, she hides what she can do or picks small things to do instead of big things, downplaying her own power when necessary. How your supporting characters react to the force of nature that is your MC is the most important aspect of her power.

Here’s an example from the X-Men of how other characters might react. 

For additional opinions and advice, read this https://mythcreants.com/blog/five-characters-that-are-too-powerful/ and take to heart its ending line: “There’s only one fix that avoids all the pitfalls of overpowered heroes: refrain from making them really powerful in the first place.”

Yes, Ace is a flawed concept and all the advice I just gave is only a patch kit for that flaw. However, overpowered characters continue to excite readers and viewers alike, so I would never suggest we dispense with them altogether. Just, when you’re getting a headache from how overwhelming your character is, it’s good to consider dialling it all back and focusing on the power of their personality instead.

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Super apologize for taking so long to respond, and thanks for asking in the first place.

…Such aimlessness, such depression. Can’t read, write or think. There’s no climax here. Comfort yès: but the coffee’s not so good as I expected. And my brain is extinct—literally hasn’t the power to lift a pen. I’m disoriented completely. Oh the agitation, oh the discomfort of this mood. I at the top suffer strain; suffer, as this morning, grim despair and shall suffer an intensity of anguish ineffable (the word only means one can’t express it); holding the things;—all the things—the innumerable things—together.
—  Virginia Woolf, from a diary entry c. May 1933 featured in Selected Diaries

If you in anyway still support Trump, or can make excuses for the alt-right, or any of this fear mongering white supremacy hate bullshit. Unfollow me now. 

Praise those who have lost their lives to this fight, in the past, present and future, you are my heroes. Praise those fighting against it in Charlottesville and around the world. Praise twitter accounts for unearthing the names of these hateful excuses for humans. Praise employers for firing these people. 

You can not be a supporter of the neo-nazi’s and be a proud American, you can not promote in the historical “confederate” as a means to promote white power. America has fought these wars before. We have won.

We are one nation being torn apart. Because people out there, 53% of them white women, voted for someone whose entire campaign was about bullying, violating, terrorizing the opposition, anyone that didn’t agree with him. We allowed this hate to be supported, and strengthened by the words of our so called leader. 

Protesting for your opinion? I’m all for it. Throwing punches, torches, and hate speech because of the color of someone’s skin. GTFO. Intimidating others because you’re a white male? FUCK THAT. If one of the people following your cause plows a car at 40mph into a crowd of peaceful anti-hate protesters, your organization mentors terrorists. TERRORISTS. 

I am a white female, in rural Pennsylvania, a red county, who walked into a Trump supporting town on the edge of the Appalachian mountains and voted for Hillary. I love this land, I love this country, but I will not stand for any abuse of power by those who do not know how to wield power, who do not know just and equal law. I am a white female with a small voice in this corner of the internet and I will say right this moment, FUCK THIS. I condemn this. I condemn the white people who don’t stand up and say NO to this, because they are scared. I am scared. I am terrified, but fear should never breed violence and hatred. Fear should breed a hunger for understanding. 

The legacy of white men, and the white women that support them in their reign of fear, power, belittling, stomping, and violating the rights of others (others meaning anyone unlike them) needs to be addressed, and fought against. 

You have a heart, a brain, a body filled with blood just like anyone else out there in this the world, our bodies are all made up of the same goddamn things. You have no reason, no right, to violate anyone. 

I do not want your hate here. I do not want your following here. You are not welcome into my space if you believe that you can hurt others because of where you were born, or the color of your skin. 

I beg of you, with my words, not my fists, or weapons, leave. Educate yourself. You are special because you have the ability to change, to help, to heal. You are not special because of your gender, race, religion, or socioeconomic status. 

Thank you for taking the time to read this. 

-Katharine 

Originally posted by fyeahbroadway

Sound of Music Gif originally posted by (fyeahbroadway)

types respond to “i love you”

ENFJ: *pretends to be shook* *actually saw it coming from a mile away*

INTJ: Uhh… cool.

INFP: My heart is a radiant flower, unfurling its dewy petals upon the pronouncement of your love. 

ISFJ: Haha funny joke… wait, actually? Like, actually? I must immediately bake you some cookies!

INFJ: But love is an illusion. Do you love me, or just the external and idealized version of me? Can we ever truly hope to find a lasting and permanent connection which runs deeper than your vapid, run-of-the-mill union in today’s society? Or is it—

ENFP: Yes… good… you have fallen for my plan to make everyone and everything in the universe besotted with me. 

ISFP: *cool and composed on the outside but weeping internally* 

ESFJ: *weeping externally* 

ESFP: And I love puppies. And social gatherings. And the occasional rainbow. Wait, what was I saying? 

ESTP: *seductive eyebrow raise* *edgy backflip* What’s not to love? 

ENTP: Well, that’s one thing I won’t debate you on. 

INTP: The dopamine receptors in my brain are doing all sorts of ~funky things~ right now. 

ISTP: Besides my power tools… you’re the only thing that’s ever made me feel alive… 

ENTJ: Great! I’ll immediately prepare an itinerary on how best we can spend our time together to foster a successful romantic relationship. 

ISTJ: And I love watching Judge Judy reruns. Wait, that was the romantic response you were looking for, right? 

ESTJ: I could see you in my very successful future, which involves me being president of many organizations and laminating things. 

  • Pelor: What does she mean to you?
  • Keyleth: I told you that I was faithless, which might be true when it comes to the gods. But not with Vex'ahlia. Not with Vox Machina. She gives me my power.
  • Scanlan: Her name is Vex, and she is greedy, and mean sometimes, and she can steal a lot. She's a little bit - not the greatest person. But - her flaws highlight everything that is right about her. Which is, she does all these things to protect her friends and family. She would give her life for any of us, and for anyone who was truly in need. She's not perfect, but she's the most perfect of all of us.
  • Grog: She believes in me. She tries to teach me to use my brain, which I don't do very often. Tries to teach me to learn from the world. And she always cheers me on, which not a lot of people do. I believe in her.
  • Pike: I don't have a real sister. But I consider her more of my sister than I've ever had. She's family.
  • Pike: And if you take her from me - **there will be hell to pay**.
  • Percival: She is Mistress of the Grey Hunt of Whitestone, Baroness of the First House of Whitestone. She is my heart, and my judgement, and the future that I have chosen. And she is the one - that I have betrothed to.
  • Vax'ildan: She is every hope I have. When I am gone, she will make the world right. She has the intelligence and the savviness and the heart to make real-world decisions. She is me, but better. She is your champion.

Pudding: *is a highly intelligent, cunning and cruel woman who is the favorite child of one of the four most powerful pirates in the world and enjoys a life of luxury and sadistic manipulation of her enemies and who thinks Sanji is a gross and repulsive dumbass and has spent the entire time since she met him just itching to blow his brains out all over the floor so that she can be done with his infuriating shit* 

Sanji: “But has anyone ever told you… that you’re beautiful… :)” 

Pudding: “Oh fukc… oh shiit… omg…  i  fuigking camt’ ohh fukfing Im just so hapy rn im cryingh out  a ll three of my eye”

anonymous asked:

Help! Do you ever have days where you don't want to write or revise but you know you should? What do you do to get through them?

Oh my.

Okay, so this is a thing that happens. Maybe not to everyone, but it happens to me, and when it does it is almost always for one of two reasons. Each of these reasons has a slightly different solution (there is also a third reason, which we may get into in a minute, but it’s more of a crisis than a reason, so mileage may vary).

Reason number one is, I’m easily distracted and full of thoughts and kind of lazy. So if I’m being that, there is only one solution and it is “Brenna, sit down in front of that screen and make a book, it is your JOB.” It usually works—boredom maxes out after about five minutes of staring at my document file and I start working. And there are some secondary tricks too: I work in coffee shops a lot because I like the background noise. I have big headphones that feel good squeezing my head and fill me with a sense of wellbeing. I find a song and listen to it on repeat. I always drink or eat the same thing. I wear a sweater that I like. (I fall into habits very easily and have learned to use this quality to trick myself into working.)

Reason number two, though. Reason two is that sometimes my brain is empty. I’ve been working too much too fast and not refilling my thoughts and now all the fuel is gone and I’m just grinding metal. Sometimes that means I need to not work and do something mindless, like wash dishes or vacuum or repot houseplants or drive or go outside and dig a hole and then fill it back up. Or sometimes it means I need to not work and go read a book or watch a movie or go to a museum and see things other people made when they were expansive and excited and not out of thoughts. And then, once my brain has had enough food and enough rest, I’m ready again.

Both of these reasons for not writing are totally normal (for me) (for you?) but it’s important to be able to tell the difference, because one is solved by powering through, and one is not. Which brings us to the third crisis reason.

Sometimes, I am on a brutal deadline. Sometimes it’s non-negotiable. Sometimes I have pulled two all-nighters in a row and am staring down the barrel of a third, and I know I’d want to work if I could just have a second where I’m NOT working, but that is only a beautiful dream. This is a problem. You know those people who only ever seem to operate at 100% when under extreme duress?  *raises hand* A weird thing happens where I don’t WANT to work anymore, but the overdrive switch has flipped in my brain, and it will do the work until the job is done, whether I want to or not. And trust me, I DON’T. It is like being dragged through a drippy alligatory swamp by a robot—you’re just like “please, robot, stop moving my legs! This was the actual hardest thing for me to figure out a solution for, because:

1) Deadlines are a part of my job, and sometimes they are quite tight, and the work still has to get done anyway.

2) As much as I absolutely hate it, there is another part of me that likes it.

But I know more now than I used to. Back when I was 23 and completely unwise and taking a course overload in grad school while interning and also working 30 hours a week, I was just like “this is how we live a life!” That is not true. Can you hear me in the back? THAT IS NOT TRUE.

But sometimes you still have to do stuff and there’s a lot of it and you also have very little time to do it in. So let me tell you a deadline secret, it is very important: the answer to Brenna’s acute deadline crisis is, drink water, eat almonds, divide each 24-hour cycle into two discrete sections, allowing for one 3-hour sleep cycle and one 4 to 5-hour one. This is because if you are me, you start to feel like you are not allowed to sleep. This is a lie. And in fact, if you don’t sleep, I promise your work won’t be as good. At very best, it will be pretty weird. Also, drink less coffee. You think you need it, but you don’t.

I realize the answer to this question escalated quickly. Probably just focus on points 1 and 2—telling the difference between when your brain is empty and when it’s just dragging its feet. Unless you are a person who is currently living my 23-year-old life. In which case, you are not just allowed to sleep. Dude, you HAVE TO.

WARNING: KIND OF LONG POST FEATURING A CYPRIOT IN LOVE WITH THE COMEBACK OF 13 AMAZING, TALENTED AND BEAUTIFUL PEOPLE.

So…. I’m crying.
I’ve actually been crying for hours.
Why?
Well one word: Seventeen.

Originally posted by wonnhao

I spent so many days in worry. When I heard that Seventeen are changing their concept I was extremely worried. After all,what I have noticed is that some people do not  accept change. They expect a group to have the same branding forever.

Originally posted by indigyu

So like I said, I was worried.

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Classmate Headcanons

I’ve been sitting on some of these for a while from contemplating different fic ideas, so here ya go:

·Mylene is vegan, and Ivan’s diet is mostly meat. They never fight about it, surprisingly. 

·Alix secretly really likes rom-coms, but if you ever tell anyone, she’ll punch you

·Sometimes Kim makes Max sit on his back while he does push-ups to increase his resistance

·Nathaniel sometimes doodles on himself and designs tattoos when he gets bored

·Juleka loves horror movies, and Rose only puts up with them because it gives her an excuse to hold Juleka’s hand when she gets scared.

· Everyone lowkey wants to be Marinette’s parents when they grow up

· Nino is everyone’s big brother, and they come to him with their problems, and he helps them sort through them.

·Sabrina and Chloe cosplay at a conventions, and their costumes are always super high-quality and accurate because Chloe has them hand-crafted by top designers.

·Marinette brings people treats from the bakery when it’s their birthday as well as a hand-made gift.

·One day, Nath and Alix are talking about some anime, and Adrien gets really excited and blows them away with how many fan theories he has, like seriously, how do you have time to come up with all of these?

·Marinette is obsessed with other people’s pets because she could never have one because her they live in the bakery and they can’t have an animal there, so she always cuddles other people’s pets way too much.

·Alix is a poor swimmer and has to wear floaties if she wants to go in the deep end

·Mylene can’t swim at all

·Chloe can swim, but she doesn’t like to get wet (it ruins her makeup and hair), so she just floats on a ridiculously over-sized raft like the queen she is

·Alya is like super fit from chasing superheroes around all the time to get footage for her blog

· Ivan gets really emotional when you show him pictures of baby otters

·Despite being clumsy, Marinette’s a really good dancer

·But not as good as Adrien, like that kid has moves no one expected

·Chloe and Adrien are secretly/not-so-secretly weeabo trash. They’ve seen every episode of Naruto, and most of their childhood arguments were over what their ninja powers would be

· Mme. Bustier needs at least half a bottle of wine after each school day to cope with her students all randomly turning into supervillains every day.

anonymous asked:

Y'know about that wolfstar and remadora question in the afterlife? Just here to say that lets face it: even Lily and James would prefer wolfstar to remadora. Guess there's gonna be some fighting over there.

(( OOC: Will you guys shun me if I say I think Remadora is the relationship that lasts? 

Alright, here’s how I see things panning out, personally. Sirius and Remus would still be extremely close… the relationship would be just as important… but just in a different way. Also, there would be a deep understanding between the two of them that would allow for Sirius to move on… 

But the relationship between Tonks and Remus has grown past what Sirius and Remus created on a romantic level. 

I know there are a lot of arguments about Tonks and Remus’s “canon” relationship being toxic, but Jesus Christ… there were a lot of components that went into Tonks behaving the way she did… one of the main issues being that Remus was basically going out on suicide missions in order to avoid her… and not because he didn’t want to be with her… because he DID want to be with her! Because he wanted to and he couldn’t allow that to happen, because of his overwhelming self loathing and fear. I’m sorry… but anyone would get upset over that kind of bullshit, come on Remus. 

And I agree… Tonks shouldn’t have pushed him if he wasn’t ready… but they were in the middle of a war and didn’t know if they’d be dead the next day! Also, we don’t know how much back-and-forth was going on behind the scenes with Remus. One second he was probably allowing himself to have some happiness and fall into the idea of a relationship, and the next he was throwing himself into a den of wolves out of sheer terror at the thought. Remus has always been like that… even with Harry, wanting to spend time with him and talk to him and the next dragging himself away. Tonks was probably at her wits end riding this emotional rollercoaster with someone who hated himself for all the reasons she loved him. 

Once again… if someone doesn’t want to do something… they shouldn’t be forced… but when you’re watching someone destroy themselves for stupid reasons, it’s kind of hard not to try and push them away from the ledge and show them that their fears have no base to stand on. 

Also… speaking of toxic, can we talk about Remus and Sirius for a second!? The lack of trust between the two of them that tore them apart in the first place? Which was valid on Remus’s end… considering the “prank” incident with Severus… 

You can’t claim that Tonks and Remus wouldn’t work based on their relationship being “toxic” and not acknowledge how toxic the situation with Sirius was as well… 

Now understand, this is all coming from how I interpret the couples and how I HC them… but both of the relationships were important, both of them were genuine, but I don’t see the relationship between Sirius and Remus extending past Azkaban with everything the two had to endure. They were both too broken and had too much distance between them. Tonks brought a sense of healing, and she was willing to stick around even when Remus did everything in his power to push her away for the wrong reasons.

I’m not saying I like Remadora more than Wolfstar, I love both of the relationships for different reasons, but I don’t understand the purpose in taking away the validity of Remus choosing to be with Tonks in favor of Wolfstar. I know we don’t see a lot of the relationship development in the books… but I can definitely see how Tonks and Remus would be a good couple. 

There’s my un-edited brain dump… just my thoughts off the top of my head. So be kind all you avid shippers. ;) )) 

The Signs As Quotes From Rick Riordan's 'Percy Jackson And The Lightning Thief' (Serious Version)

Aries: “I won’t go looking for trouble. I usually don’t have to.”

Taurus: “The sea does not like to be restrained.”

Gemini: “Even strength has to bow down to wisdom sometimes.”

Cancer: “So few people did good in their lives. It was depressing.”

Leo: “Young man, names are powerful things. You don’t just go around using them for no reason.”

Virgo: “Just because you don’t see me doesn’t mean I wasn’t there.”

Libra: “All we can do, child, is follow our destiny.”

Scorpio: “The dead aren’t scary. They are just sad.”

Sagittarius: “If my life is going to mean anything, I have to live it myself.”

Capricorn: “The real world is where the monsters are. That’s where you learn whether you’re any good or not.”

Aquarius: “Where’s the glory in repeating what others have done?”

Pisces: “I have moments like that alot, when my brain falls asleep or something, and the next thing I know I’ve missed something, as if a puzzle piece fell out of the universe and left me staring at the blank place behind it.“

How to study while struggling with mental-health

Em Português

  So, I’m new to this studyblr thing, but I haven’t seen something like this before. Studying can be hard while you go on and off with with your illness, and I believe the most important is bending your way of thinking. It’s hard word. But recovery is such a gratifying hard work. 


   You just can’t study sometimes, and that doesn’t mean you’re not being productive. Treat yourself, your body needs rest, food, exercise, relaxing. Everytime you do one of this, you can congratulate yourself. Congratulate yourself, even if it seems so small. In my bad days, texting my best friend is hard. And I let myself feel good when I do it. When I think that only if I’m studying I’m being productive, I tend to loose motivation, and get into the vicious circle of feeling bad brcause I don’t study and not studying cause I feel bad. So I find other ways to feel productive, and increase them until I can put small studies - and them increase them! This might take a few days, or weeks. But remember that you’re trying and that already is remarkable, so do congratulate yourself and do be proud that you got out of bad to brush your teeth. 

 You can try: 

  • Taking care of yourself 
  • Watching a TV show. 
  • Baking something! I love this one 
  • Stretching and walking. It can be just around your room, but it will wake your body up. Cuddle and playing with a pet if you have one. 
  • Reading anything. It can be the dumbest fanfic ever, but it will help you concentrate, so nice one! 
  • Playing a game. 
  • Sketching drawings or random quotes. And this ain’t meant to look pretty, just to be fun. 
  • Coloring.
  • Making yourself some tea. 
  • Anything really!

  “But others are so productive”. You know what is AWSOME? Living when your mind is fighting against you. You’re already formidable for anything you can accomplish because of this. Remember that you’re not to blame on how your brain works, and allow yourself bad days. And every time you do study, don’t ever think “finally, I lost so many times already” but be SUPER proud of you. I am. You’re doing great if you’re searching so much to find helpful tips already.


   Planing is great, but breaking schedules is ok. This happens to everyone, I promise. You wouldn’t blame yourself if you got stuck in the rain, or had to help a friend, right? So why do if you can’t get out if bed? You can’t always control it. So what I do is planing, and instead of feeling bad about what I haven’t done, I feel good about what I have done. Sometimes, looking at lost dates is hard. So I close my agenda and just make a to-do list, crossing the items when I get to them, and never following orders. And remember to put small tasks in your list as well! 


  Have a routine before studying, and have a routine before studying when you’re not feeling good. This helps your brain associate that it needs to concentrate. 

 I have three routines, for example:
 In my normal days, I just stretch, drink cold water and put some music I like and get straight to studying hard.
 On my sad days, I take a cold shower, eat a snack and play some concentration games. Only then I get to studying, and I start with baby steps - I tend to watching videos or listening to poadcasts first. It takes a while, but anything you can do you need to feel proud about.
  On my hipomaniac days, I go for walks or even runs. I need to tire my body a bit or I can’t focus. Then I take two glasses of water and a shower. Only THEN I study, and usually start with reading, to remind myself that while I have a lot of energy and feel good, it won’t do anything without discipline. 

  Find out what works for you. On bad days it will take a while, but if it gets you going, it is more than worth it. 


  Exercise. And again, it is okay when you can’t - and not a privilege of us neuroatypicals. But exercises are good ways to control your body chemistry. I have three exercise routines - again, for normal days in which I have energy, for days when I have less energy and for days in which I have WAY too much energy. You also don’t need to do this everyday, this is me, but have a schedule. And never fear to break schedules. Also, eat healthy.

  Remember: mental illness is all about chemistry, which is frustrating, but also means you can hack it. And not just with medication. 


  Talk about your feelings, and not only when they’re bad. If you can afford a therapist, great. If you don’t, regularly talk to hotlines or trustworthy persons. Or just write about it. It really works to reduce your number of crises.


  Power posing. Talking about hacking brain chemistry! I learnt this from a lecture called Our Body Language Shapes Who We Are, from psychologist Amy Cuddy - you can find it at TED. And it changed my life. Posing like Wonder Woman or all star spread for two minutes gets your cortisol (stress hormone) levels down, and your testosterone levels up! Sounds silly, but it does work. Also, it does look kinda silly so you can laugh and have fun while at it.


  Have safety plans for every bad emotion you feel. I make lists I can look at when an emotion is overwhelming and pick something to do. Things like anxiety crises, sadness, anger, apathy and self destructive thoughts. This will help you reduce the times of this bad emotions and refrain it from growing into worse things, such as episodes. 


  Motivation. Motivation is important to anyone. I love lists - especially because I can hide them if they’re making me feel bad - so I have one for this as well. Things such as: 

  •  I love learning 
  •  Studying is a way of having control over my brain 
  • I want to be a teacher that makes a difference

  I also love listening to Sia’s The Greatest, it’s kinda of my fighting song. If you have one, blast it and perform it ridiculously around your room until your dog is staring at you like you bring dishonor to the family - or is it just my life. 

  Find your motivation and keep it to your chest. ]


  Try out different study methods in different states. Look at posts at studying tips - always remembering that some might not work for you, and that’s not (just) because of your illness, and that’s ok, that’s why they are so many - and use them to build your study routines. Routines are great because they bring safety and help you when you’re lost. 


 Sometimes you can’t control your sleep. It is important to try, however, don’t blame yourself if your brain just make it impossible some days. This is to the folks that are on the bipolar spectrum and like me can go 5 days straight with a maximum of 4 hours of daily sleep. If you know you can’t control it, don’t force it. It will make you feel anxious and you get MORE enrgy and impulsiveness. Tiring your body and brain helps. 

  There are days when it is three a.m. and I just can’t sleep but am not feeling bad. On those days, I work for a maximum of two hours. It is a nice moment for putting your reading in day. But never do this for many consecutive days, you’ll feel like a zombie later. However, it can help with getting something done. And it is especially calming for unrest. 


  Remember that bad days happen and you’re allowed to feel, to cry and rest. And that you’re never a burden when you need help or talk about your feelings. You are only human. Have routines, break routines. Do crazy wishes like decorating a Christmas tree in the middle of June. Pamper yourself. And just never give up. 

Hope some of this helped.

Newcomers Pt5

Pt5


“Please take them, they are trashing my ships!” Polt begged Admiral Ilom

“I have my own Humans here, I can’t handle more you deal with your own problems. Besides they liberated Remer why do you want to get rid of them?”

“Because they have a holiday every week or some kind of celebration and they keep changing the decorations, besides they eat EVERYTHING!!! Our own food supplies have dwindled and we have requested twice the normal food shipments but still they keep eating!!!”

“Well eat their food then, I’m sure they will share”

“Have you eaten their food?” Polt asked putting his winged arms on his hips, a stance he mimicked form the Humans.  

“…I see your point, but the answer is still no, you’ll just have to find a way of dealing with them” Ilom cut the link and Polt started pulling out his feathers in frustration but was distracted by a knock on the door.

There was a male Human in a small white dress and wearing a large horse mask standing there.

“Trick or treat, smell my feet, give me lots of sweets to eat!!” he said holding a bag.

Polt stared at him and the bag in confusion and the Human sighed.

“Just give me some food or I egg your door”

Polt was horrified having come a race that lays eggs he quickly ran inside and grabbed some fruit from his bowl and put it in the bag.

“Fruit? Seriously, dick move” he said moving on and Polt saw that the entire corridor had been redecorated with odd symbols and all the Humans were walking around in strange attire. Normally he would scold them for not wearing their uniform but then he saw Clerk coming his way…or he thought it was.

He was wearing a large yellow wig and a short dress that glittered and his chest had two cone shapes pointing out.

“Captain Clerk?”

“No, I’m Madonna and I’m a virgin” he said with a straight face leaving Polt to just get back in his office and lock the door.



The planet Owep'nop was the capital of the Alliance and all their affairs, they were also technically the government of all the member races although they could not influence local matters of the different races. It was lead by a council that had one representative of each member race, the Human had no representative as they were the newest member and the others were still in two minds if they even wanted them there. The decision to allow them to act as soldiers was not a popular one but since their work on Remer some were seeing their potential.

Consul Jetya was an Elong and the elected leader of the Alliance was scrolling through the millions of reports he had to go through not really reading them, he often just handed them out among the council and let them do it while spent the day with his wife’s. His feathers had started to go black and fall out but his even though his body was ageing his mind had not started to go yet.

“Mr President!” his co Consul Kelp and also a Elong came ruining in clearly excited about something.

“If it’s another relief request add it to the list”

“No sir, Remer has been liberated”

Jetya shot him a look “What? That world was supposed to have been left to slow the Gal who ordered it be liberated?”

“Um….it was Admiral Polt’s fleet”

“Well , then the Benemar in his fleet are the be decorated for it, it’s not everyday we get a victory against the Gal”

“It wasn’t the Benemar sir”

“Huh?

“It was the Humans, Admiral Polt attacked the Gal upon the wishes of the Human soldiers under his command”

“Wait, the Humans asked to go into battle?”

“Yes and they won, the Benemar were on planet but had no significant impact on the battle” he said handing the Consul the pad.

Jetya read through it at the number so casualties.

“This can’t be right” Jetya said.

“I checked them, three times” Kelp replied showing he was dead serious.

“There were only a hundred thousands Human soldiers against millions of Gal and their casualty rate was less than 5%”

“And some of those were just injuries, they only suffered 2% fatal casualties”

Jetya stared at him “No, this can’t be right I refuse to believe this”

“Sir I can assure you, these reports are accurate and we are getting similar reports from the others fleets”

Jetya stared at him and did not blink as if his mind had simply shut down, it was a while before he spoke again.

“Get me all the information on Human anatomy you can find and anyone, not a Human who knows their inner workings to be here NOW!”

An hour later a Kelp returned with a Seran, a race of complete energy that existed as a sort of mist, their single solid part of their body was their huge eye that seemed to look in every direction at once.

“Consul this is…”

“My name is Aopdfjgokjfsdvnhklvsgnkuvnhaloikhjmgfuioafhpikshjsrlkjbnsjghwtre……but you can call me Tim”

“Tim?”

“It’s what the Humans call me and I have come to like it”

“Okay….Tim tell me all you know about these Humans and their bodies, their strength and their weaknesses”

A holographic display appeared  in the centre of the room of a Human male and female performing various actions and movements.

“They don’t look like much” Kelp said.

“Indeed, I have only met a Human a few times and the reports we have on their capabilities do not seem to show in their anatomy” Jetya said.

“You may think so but to underestimate them would be your downfall” Tim replied “Have you heard of Vewlop?”

“No” both replied.

“It is because they invaded the Humans homeworld some centuries ago, they were undergoing one of their migrations and believed the Human could not put up a fight, they were wrong and the Vewlop are now extinct”

“Is this why your race pushed us to make contact?”

“I cannot speak for the my kind as a whole”

“That’s not a no” Kep said.

“So go on tell me what these Humans are like”

“As you see their outer appearance shows no special features but they perfectly efficient, every part of their body has it’s purpose, they only need two arms and legs and eyes. Their sense of balance is second to none”

“Annnd?”

“It is what is inside where they are truly fascinating”

The holographic display showed the Humans organs and bones.

“They have twice the muscle mass than the Benemar who were considered the strongest physically in the Alliance, until now. They can heal any wound at an astonishing rate, their bones are thicker and their eyesight twice that of even your race”

Kelp and Jetya looked at one another.

“There is also their chemicals within their bodies, should a threat appear their blood vessels flood with this chemical call ‘adrenaline’ which gives them extra strength and stamina so much so they can go days without rest in battle. Their brain power works 43% faster than even my race, by the time many would have only just noticed a threat they have seen it, analysed it’s threat level and began taking action against it. Their own stomachs are filled with chemicals to break down food that we can’t even identify them, they keep melting our beakers”

“So what about their weaknesses?” Jetya asked.

Tim floated there and the others were terrified he was going to say they had none.

“Well, they do have some but not many, they are immune to nearly all of the viral infections that plague the other races and most known munitions would not guarantee a kill as they have been known to continue to fight even after loosing an arm or leg. A sure way to kill them is to destroy or decapitate the head”

“What is the breeding rate of these things” Kelp asked.

“Their females can fall pregnant once every nine of their months, sometimes they birth more than one at a time”

“How long is that in standard Alliance time?”

“0.52 of a cycle”

“No wonder there are so many of them, before we know it we are going to be overrun by these things!” Kelp shouted.

“We have to find a way to contain them, you said they don’t get along with the Benemar?” Jetya asked.

“That’s an understatement” Kelp replied.

“Contact the Benemar high Chiefs, I need to speak to them, I don;t want us to defeat the Gal only to replace them with something worse”


Back on Bento Prime, the drums of war were sounding as they began to muster their forces.

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“hymn to travis my travis in my travis”

thank god I’m not dead 

because the world would be empty without me

thank you god for travis

where I be without–

he is the sun in the sky and the stars at night

who guides me home on the choppy seas

thank Jesus for Travis, Travis is Jesus 

thank Travis for Travis, his all seeing power

thank Travis for Travis and Travis is Travis 

our hearts are all Travis and brains are Travis too