Tumblr oftentimes romanticizes self care (along with everything else involving mental health), and with that romanticization can come guilt that your way of self care isn’t “perfect.” What tumblr doesn’t usually talk about is the self care that isn’t so beautiful. Simply showering, paying bills on time, taking time to prepare a meal, managing your money properly, getting up at a decent hour, making an important phone call. These are all ways of taking care of yourself that may not be as beautiful as a candlelit bath, but are just, if not more, effective in getting you back to where you want to be.


So I found out that the npc_cscannner timescale is effected by the timescale of the physics engine, which means if I turn phys_timescale up to say… 25, then the scanners go super fast but everything else goes along at normal speed. Naturally I spawned a couple dozen scanners in and voila you’re in hell.

Here’s what happen if I let the scanners know I’m there.

One thing that I think gets kind of…overlooked, I suppose, is that ultimately, all-inclusive forgiveness is not required for achieving the best ending.

I mean, a lot of us probably do forgive Asriel at the end! I certainly did. But it’s still explicitly a choice, a choice that does not determine whether you get the True Pacifist ending or not, and a choice separate from the “Comfort him” choice (in other words, you can choose to extend compassion to him without necessarily forgiving him).

Like, yes, the game is absolutely about mercy and compassion and forgiveness and understanding and everything else that goes along with that. But I also appreciate this (what I think is) a very important nuance–that when someone hurts you or hurts your loved ones, you are neither required nor expected to forgive them. You are not forced into it. You are not coerced into it (Asriel even lays out everything he did wrong right before the choice comes up). It is your right, and your right alone, to decide whether you want to forgive someone or not.

Dimples - Jensen Ackles x Reader

Title: Dimples

Pairing: Jensen Ackles x Reader

Warnings: None

Prompt:  I have a passion for Jensen/Dean’s dimples (along with everything else) every time I see them I want to hug and kiss him hard. I was wondering if you could make a Jensenxreader on this? maybe where they are dating recently and she is still a little shy, but one day while he is talking to someone she sees the dimples and without thinking she takes his face in her hands and kisses him. when she realize what she did she began to blush and it’s all super adorable and fluffy?

“So in the end he let me take a break because everybody knew I would keep messing my lines if they didn’t.” he chuckled and you did the same.

“Sometimes I wonder how Jared or Misha put up with you! But every time I’ve seen you act for real you don’t make such a fool of yourself!”

“Maybe it’s because I’m trying to impress my best girl.” he shrugged, giving you an innocent smile and you bit your lip, snuggling closer to his side and he tightened his hold on your waist.

If someone had ever told you that one da you’d find yourself casually relaxing in Jensen Ackles’ trailer, on the set of Supernatural, with formentioned man holding you like you were the most precious thing he had, you would have laughed straight in their face. Yet here you were, and here this was. The relationship. It sounded so surreal in your mind yet everything, literally everything (including the shipping name the fans had come up with for you), only proved to it. That is was real and you weren’t dreaming.

As if Jensen looking at you, just another fan a little while ago, with so much love wasn’t enough of a dream coming true.

“Did you see the photos?‘you whispered in his arms and looked up at him as he let a soft sigh.

“Couldn’t avoid it even if I wanted to.” he kissed your forehead “Seems like we are going to be every magazine’s hot topic for the rest of the month.”

“Yeah” you whispered because you knew it was true, ever since you came out to everybody and spoke openly about being in a relationship fans weren’t the only ones that went crazy “Do you mind it?” you were scared to ask but above all you were scared of the answer.

“Seeing this pretty face everywhere I go even if you are not by my side? Sweetheart, honestly they are doing me a favor because it makes me miss you a little less. Just a little though.” he said innocently and you couldn’t help but breathe out a chuckle.

You pulled away from his arms and only held his hands in yours now “I’m just- I’m just not sure, that’s all.”

“Of what?” he frowned, his face coming closer to yours.

You shrugged, looking down “What I- I am not enough in a way, I guess.” you whispered and felt his give your hands a squeeze.

“Don’t. Don’t you ever say that again, alright?”he said firmly “Sweetheart you know I don’t care about what others say, right? Especially to people that have nothing to do with me and the fandom. You know the fans and my family already adore you and I-” he cupped your face, making you look at him and you burning cheeks were a great contrast to his slightly cold hands.

Yet another proof that winter was approaching and you’d be back to one of your favorite activities, holding his hands to warm them up for him.

“I love you more than anything else in this world, just the way you are.” he whispered that word that you could count down the times he had said and each and every time made your heart leap to your throat.

“I would never change anything about you. Anything. Not this bashful smile. Not the hugs that still get you shy all around me and in public, not this nervous giggle, not these adorable eyes that make my knees go weak. Never.” he breathed out, resting his forehead against yours “And above all not-” a wide grin spread on his face.

You looked at him with a frown for a moment until your eyes widened in realization and a small whine left your lips. You shut your eyes and buried your face in his chest “You promised you were going to forgive about it!” you squeaked and he chuckled deeply.

“Never in a million years sweetheart!” he gave you a squeeze as his arms stayed around you.

Because of course he wasn’t going to either forget it or let go of it. You knew he wasn’t teasing you about it of course, but it still didn’t help the fact that you felt utterly embarrassed about it.


It happened quiet a while ago, when you and Jensen had just announced your relationship. You were on the set of Supernatural, and you being the fangirl you were you had once more asked Misha to walk with you around. That was when you had spotted him and Jared next to the Impala talking about something as the crew was making some final set ups. Their laughter could clearly be heard and you in particular spotted Jensen’s laugh.

You had become so used to hearing it from up close the last few months but it always felt as contagious as at first. You found yourself smiling every time and it wasn’t just his laughter that managed to make you smile. It was everything about him, because yes you loved everything about him. Everything of his, from his laughter to his eyes, from his touch to the way he whispered sweetnothings to you, made you go weak on the knees. But there was one thing in particular that caught your attention, and captured your heart you now realized, that was his dimples.

His smile was amazing with every meaning of the word and it did make your heart skip a beat but those dimples, oh dear Chuck. You were so glad he had not realized a single thing yet. Each and every time you held yourself back so hard from not grabbing his face and kissing the hell out of him whenever those dimples showed up. But you were too freaking shy to do anything in the first place anyway.

However that one time, that one time he was laughing with Jared, and those freaking dimples of his showed you just couldn’t help yourself. You didn’t actually. You’d been staring at him for quiet long and before you could realize it you found yourself striding towards him and grabbed his face.

Jared stared at you with a perplexed smile while Jensen was utterly stunned as you appeared out of nowhere, without any of them realizing you, and grabbed his face and did just what you’d wanted for so long but were holding yourself back. Kissed the hell out of him. Your lips were tingling after the kiss but you certainly felt a great satisfaction at being able to do that.

“Well, hey too you too again baby.” Jensen chuckled, staring at you with a shit eating grin.

You blinked for a moment, almost unaware of what you were doing (because partially you were) and glanced around you to see Jared, and Misha, snickering at you. And then you looked back at Jensen only to realize you were cupping his face. And complete realization downed on you. And that was the moment you felt your eyes widened and you almost stumbled back, your face was literally burning up.

“Oh my gosh” you clasped your hands over your mouth, a small whimper leaving your lips “I’m so sorry!” you squeaked out, because yes you were too shy to just walk towards him and kiss him in public like that.

“No, no!” he shook his head with a grin, his arms wrapping around your waist to keep you from leaving “ I certainly am not complaining!” he chuckled deeply, kissing your temple.

You looked at him with a burning face and buried it in his chest “- I didn’t mean to- just- I saw- you were laughing and-”

He chuckled more and you heard Misha and Jared laugh as well. He kissed the top of your head “Sweetheart, I didn’t know you had such a… soft spot for my smile.” you could practically hear the smirk in his voice.

“Jensen” you whined “I only really- I- just- I have a soft spot for your dimples, ok? Just that.”

“Of course baby, you know I don’t mind it.” he kissed your cheek but you only clenched the fabric of his shirt in your fists at hearing Misha talk to Jared.

“Is 'soft spot’ the new word for kink?”

And the guys laughed at it all the more. Jensen who kept you in his arms all the more.

-End of Flashback-

“I told you!” you whined softly “I just have a soft spot for it. I’m sorry I just… kissed you in front of everybody.”

“Sweetheart” he said softly “I understand. Let Misha say anything he wants. I just didn’t know you did, that’s all. You never told me after all.”

You shrugged sheepishly “How could I?” you fidgeted with your fingers “It’s just stupid Jensen.” you mumbled with a small pout but he shook his head.

“No it’s not.” he shook his head “Despite the pleasant surprise of the kiss I’d like you to share more things with me sweetheart.” he pecked your forehead “Who knows, I might have something out for you too.” he winked at you as your eyebrows shot up.



Along with everything else they are going through, the Mayor just announced that they will have NO GARBAGE PICK-UP UNTIL FURTHER NOTICE!

This is cruel, deplorable treatment of human beings!

BEGINNING TOMORROW, please join me in calling the numbers below to demand additional Federal State of Emergency actions be immediately taken to aid the people of Flint. President Obama allocated $5million dollars on Jan 16 2016 - THEY NEED MUCH MORE THAN THAT! They still don’t have safe water. Their health problems are mounting. They are in dire conditions.

Governor Snyder: 517-373-3400 | DC Office: 202-624-5840
MI Atty General Bill Schute: 517-373-1110
U.S. Department of Homeland Security: 202-282-8000

P L E A S E . S H A R E !

Misconceptions about meditation

Great quote sent out today from One Mind Dharma:

“People with a misconception about meditation believe that all thoughts should cease. We cannot, in fact, establish ourselves in a state devoid of thoughts. The fruit of meditation is not the absence of thoughts, but the fact that thoughts cease to harm us. Once enemies, they become friends.”
– Bokar Rinpoche

This misconception kept me from meditation for 10 to 15 years probably. Since I could not “empty my mind”, I thought I was a failure, that I was broken. Finding out that all I had to do it meet that internal criticism, along with EVERYTHING else, with kindness…well, that changed the game.

anonymous asked:

Hey, can I get reaper, hanzo, reinhardt and mccree receiving baked gifts from their (gender neutral) s/o?


  • Due to the constant de- and regeneration his tastebuds aren’t what they used to be. Even on the best days half of them are dead and as a result most things taste bland to him.

  • Eating becomes a chore, made more difficult by the fact that his body doesn’t register hunger like it used to and his stomach more often than not revolts at the idea of food after it just digested its own degrading parts and remade itself from scratch

  • Thus when he receives a small box filled with cookies he’s wary. He won’t be able to enjoy them, he’ll throw up and that’s not a pleasant experience at the best of times, least of all when you’re puking out your own esophagus along with everything else.

  • Part of him wants to throw them away, furious of what they represent, something so simple he can no longer take part in, dangling it before him like they’re taunting him. He doesn’t throw them out, because he knows it’d break your heart

  • He didn’t expect the taste. He didn’t expect how easy they are on the stomach and before he knows it he’s emptied the whole box, scooping up some leftover jam with his finger.

  • When you baked them for him you baked them for him, using special sweeteners that are much more intense than normal sugar and taking care to not make them too heavy. They’re light, fluffy things, hopelessly over sweetened but perfect for his own special needs.

  • He can barely believe you would put this much thought into something just for him and acts accordingly. Everytime he gets another box, lovingly decorated and filled with sweet delicacies, he reminds you he never asked for this and he doesn’t owe you anything.

  • He needs to say it, because he couldn’t begin to guess how to repay you for something he thought he lost forever

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and what are you supposed to do with all of that heaviness that’s resting on your chest? what are you supposed to do when the person you love is the one draining you of all your blood? you can’t walk away, your bones simply won’t allow you to. i was already three feet into the coffin, the shovel was right beside me, i was getting ready to burry myself so deep no one could find me, i was ready to place my hands over my chest and take my last breath. what are you supposed to do when your body is lifeless, a walking shell of the person you once used to be? do you know how it feels to cough up gun powder in the middle of class only to excuse yourself so you can be a bomb somewhere else? its destructive. you don’t want to hurt anyone but here you are, making everyone else suffer right along with you. everything becomes destructive and threatening and you lose yourself. you lose everything that makes you feel like a human being, you start to doubt that you’re even alive. i used to catch myself sitting in silence, counting my heartbeats. is this really right? am i really alive? sometimes i wonder how my heart can still be heard from inside of the coffin, its morbid. sometimes i think my hearts been massacred, maybe my soul has been torn apart and scattered across the entire universe. sometimes i think i see my heart bleeding across the sky, i see my tears as the raindrops, i understand why its been storming so much lately.
—  metaphors about a pain you can’t write out
A Man Who’s Not Afraid

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader
Word Count: 1,220
Warnings: cigarettes
Summary: Bucky can’t sleep. You find him on the fire escape thinking.
Author’s Note: @natromaoff sent me the prompt “Running is easy. Forgetting is harder.” when I was struggling with writer’s block, and a freewriting exercise turned into an actual fic. Thanks Kristin! As always, this is dedicated to the loml @rogersxbarnesx

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// My awesome fabulous friend  ナナシ シノ has found time to help me do this short translation thingy without trouble~ 

Out of all the ones we’ve done so far, this is by far the best quality one because we were provied by the actual original material instead of just random ones people found somewhere over the rainbow and submitted to us. We even decided to translate all the sfx and small little words here and there in the background~ I put in little captions as notes for each image so please check them out ;v;



[[ Owari no Seraph fan book 108 ]] by メケコ (as I am told by the submitter)


two days ago, i strangled a woman to death. just with my hands. it’s a strange sensation. something so tremendous done by something so simple. the first 10 seconds were… uncomfortable. a feeling of limbo. but then your muscles tense. and she struggles and fights, but it almost disappears in the background along with everything else in the world. in that moment, it’s just you and absolute power. nothing else. that moment stayed with me. i thought i’d feel guilty for being a murderer. but i don’t. i feel wonder.

Color Intention Master Post!

Intent- The goal you want to achieve when casting. 

Intention is crazy important in any type of magic you are doing! If you are still a little bit unsure about intention there is a great and quick post on it from cosmic-witch here!

Moving on, color intention is the icing on the cake, it can add an extra spark to any and all magic and it is very important as well, pulling an entire spell together or being the center core of some lazy witch magic. 

I’m not saying a certain colored item of something is all you need to make your magic work I'm just saying that it helps along with everything else you doing. 

There are plenty of color intention posts but I have yet to find one that covered a wide variety of bases and was easy to go through in a pinch so I put one together for all of the witches out there to make getting witchy a little bit easier!

*Extra Tip - White coloring can be used as a catch-all in every area but it won’t have the same strength that using the correct color would. 


White - Purity, Beauty, Peace, Invisibility, Protection

Black - Bad, Banishing, Death, Exorcism

Yellow - Projection, Grounding, Divination, Dreams, Physic Power, Wisdom

Blue - Child Birth, Sleep, Happiness, Meditation

Purple - Healing, Magical Power, Meditation

Red - Sexual Energy, Strength, Passion, Lust


(This is makeup, Nails, Perfumes, things of this nature)

Red - Warmth, Fiery, Strong Foundation, Danger

Orange - Excitement, Energy, Nutrients 

Yellow - Happiness, Ideas, Creativity 

Green - Growth, Healing, Money, Luck, Earth ( Grounding ) 

Blue - Calm, Sub-Conscious, Communication, Emotions, Water

Purple - Power, Physic Energy

Pink - Love, Romance, Flirtation, Harmony

Grey - Stormy, Shadow

Brown - Neutral, Stability 

Black - Power, Hidden, Absorbing

White - Power, Reflecting


White - Halting Gossip, Spirituality, Happiness 

Brown - Healing Animals, Home

Green - Prosperity, Fertility, Beauty, Employment, Youth

Pink - Fidelity, Friendships

Red - Courage, Sexual Potency

Yellow - Mental Power, Wisdom, Visions

Purple - Exorcism

Blue - Peace

Orange - Success, Legal Matters

*Charm Bags/Sachets*

Gold - Wealth, Protection, God

Silver - Prosperity, The Moon, Psychism, Goddess

Yellow - Healing, Finding Employment

Orange - Communication, Messages, Travel

Green - Prosperity, Abundance, Friendship, Growth, Nature

Blue - Peace, Calm, Wisdom, Benevolence

Purple - Wisdom, Mystery, Wealth, Grandeur, Justice

Red - Success, Strength, Romance, Protection

Pink - Love, Friendship, Healing

Brown - Home, Justice, Earth, Permanence

Black - Absorbs and Dissolves Baneful Energy 


Once again, the little nurse who sees the Stranger more as an annoyance than a friend.
but her babies seem to really like him for some odd reason, so she might as well play along.
The bottom one ain’t looking too well though……

I don’t know her colors just yet, along with everything else.

Swan Queen is the story. It was always Emma comes to town as the savior and meets mayor Regina. They’ve hit nearly every branch in the romance trope tree. Fairytale, enemies to friends, consanguinity, etc. Just waiting on gay for you (which subtext already strongly suggests) and then friends to lovers. If this isn’t a love story then what is the point? SQ is all I see. Everything else is conflict and obstacles along the way to their happy ending.  ( - submitted by
swanqueenisendgameyo )

Why do you love Swan Queen?

And then there’s one particular moment in your life where you finally say “I guess I find the right one”. And you invested effort and time, without asking for something in return because you just want them to feel that they are loved, that they are special, that they can finally trust others again. Then something happens, something comes along and everything starts to change. Someone else is in the picture. The thing that you had always prayed for, the idea of what you once thought could lead to something more, gets buried somewhere deep that you can no longer pull it back. It leaves you wondering why do things like that happen. It leaves you with the thought that at one point you were convinced it could have been something more, but it will never be. You were suddenly left behind with nothing but the memory of having mutual feelings you thought existed, but in reality it was never there to begin with.

To all the Eliza Minnick haters, Eliza isn’t Callie and she’s not trying to be. She’s good for Arizona and I am loving seeing a happy Arizona and Eliza makes Arizona happy.

Callie spoke Spanish when she was ranting and raving to someone, about someone or about something, she never spoke in Spanish suggestively to Arizona, not like Eliza did in Polish. That was hot.

Arizona never looked the way she does with Eliza when Arizona was with Callie.

As much as I love Calzona, that ship has sailed and has sunk.

Even if Sara Ramirez did come back to Grey’s Anatomy, so much has happened between Calzona that if they did get back together, they would continue to be in a toxic and destructive relationship together as they didn’t communicate with the other along with everything else that happened between them, including the custody over Sofia. They really wouldn’t be truly happy together.

Sara and Callie have moved on, so let’s allow Arizona to move on with Eliza and be happier than she’s been in a couple of years.