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If you think you’re worthless, stop scrolling right now and read.

I’m writing this for a specific mutual, but it isn’t only true for one person, so read on.

You know those inspirational posts you see people reblog every day?

Stuff about people all throughout history who failed and went bankrupt and were depressed and were told they weren’t good enough - and yet somehow they rose above it and defied all those notions to become heroes and legends and history makers and culture movers. And the post always ends with “so don’t be hard on yourself when you mess up” and it’s all nice and sweet and pretty. Maybe you scroll past them. Maybe you hardly ever see them on your dash at all.

Maybe you’re among those who reblogs these posts.

But maybe every time you hit the reblog or the like button, your brain is whispering “this isn’t about you” and “yes people can do amazing things, but not you” and “ah yes amazing stories, too bad it will never happen to you” and you listen to these whisperings and you laugh and shake your head…

Because you know exactly where you stand: worthless. irredeemable. a loser. a lost cause.

Please.

Please.

Listen to me.

As your friend.

As a stranger who doesn’t know you. Who doesn’t have to know you, or your failings, or your depression, or your anxiety, or your embarrassments, or your deepest darkest most heinous crimes.

Stop.

Just stop.

Look up. Look around you. Open. Your. Eyes. Are they open? Good. Keep them open. Don’t ever close them again. See the world. See you: a human being, valid, flawed, journeying, changing, growing, scraping, failing, rising, a masterpiece that will never be made again.

You are beautiful. You who think you are overweight and lazy. You are beautiful. You who think you are stupid and uneducated. You are beautiful. You who think you are a loser, and amount to nothing. You are beautiful. You who bleed and ache and never rest. You are beautiful.

You have worth.

Want to know a secret? If you wake up in the morning and tell yourself you’re not going to amount to anything that day, then you aren’t going to. If you go to bed at night thinking nothing will change tomorrow, then you are going to change nothing.

Because you’ve resigned yourself to that lie. And it is a lie, friend. A straight-out, soul-condemning, out-of-the-pit, self-deprecating, self-pitying lie. A lie you don’t have to believe. A lie you should not believe.

If you stand in the corner and bow your head and stare at the ground, you’ve already lost the battle without fighting. This is a surrender in which there is no honor, and in it there is no hope.

Life isn’t easy, friend. Life isn’t fair. It’s hard. And getting things done is hard. Some days, just getting up out of bed is hard. Just breathing. Just doing homework. Just going to work. Just trying to keep the dishes and trash from overflowing.

But we do it anyway.

Why? Because there’s life to live. There are choices to be made. Jokes to laugh at. Awkward conversations to be had. Art to mess up and start over on. Jobs to work. Pizza to be eaten.

We do it anyway.

So guess what?

You do it anyway too.

Why? Because of this:

You are special.

Right now, this second, turn off the voice that hears these Disney-fied words and scoffs and ignores them. Listen.

There is not a human being who has ever lived or ever will live on this planet that is not important, that is not here for a reason. No life is worthless, and most certainly not yours. My God doesn’t make worthless things, and he doesn’t make mistakes. There are no extra pieces in this universe, no spare parts. He made you. And he made you for a purpose, and that purpose is not to sit in your room, afraid to try, afraid to love, afraid to hope, afraid to climb and fall and hurt and get back up again.

Want to know another secret? You aren’t alone. Every single human being in the history of everything has struggled with feeling worthless at some point in their life. Every single one. That is not a lie. Your feelings of worthlessness are not what is special about you. You are what is special about you. The God who created you is what is special about you.

No matter what you’re going through, no matter what you’ve done, no matter what you have failed to do, someone else has gone through worse. Sometimes, a lot worse.

Oh, now you feel invalidated. “Why can’t I just believe in myself? Other people have it worse, I shouldn’t complain, I should just try harder, but I know trying harder isn’t going to help, so what’s the point.”

Guess what?

Stop that too.

Stop it dead in its tracks.

Kill that thought. Every day. Every morning. Every minute it shows its ugly lying face. Kill it and put it to rest. Stack headstones on top of it and move away, far far way, friend.

Don’t tell me I don’t know what I’m talking about. I don’t know where you’ve been, but you don’t know where I’ve been either. Don’t ignore hope because you think it’s for other people. Don’t keep yourself from making an effort, and pushing yourself forward. Bury the lie. You have worth. You are loved. You are important. God does not make worthless things.

One of my favorite lyrics says “How does it end when the war that you’re in is just you against you against you? You’ve got to learn to love, learn to love your enemies too.”

Learn to love.

Your enemy.

Yourself.

Start learning to see you the way God sees you.

See you the way I see you.

Perfect.

Worthwhile.

Amazing.

Just at the very beginning.

Every single day you wake up is a brand new start.

A bright new chance. Every. Single. One. You will never stop getting chances for as long as you are here, so why dismiss them? Isn’t that the most beautiful thing there is? You get to keep trying. Every single day. You have the gift to go again, try again, start again, live again, breathe again, hope again.

Guess what. When the morning is wasted, the afternoon is still there. When the afternoon is wasted, the evening is still there. When the evening is wasted, the night is still there. And then morning comes again.

So the next time you see a motivational post, an inspiring reblog, a story about how someone overcame something horrible, and turned it into something amazing, look long and hard and take courage, find hope in that. Stop dismissing it as being from a universe you have no part in. Stop putting yourself to that measuring stick and turning away because you’re not there yet.

You’re looking at the end result. At some point, they were standing in your shoes. They couldn’t see the end. They couldn’t see what they might or might not amount to. They had no idea, just like you now. Just exactly like you.

Hope, my friend. Every time you start to think “I can/will never” do this or that or amount to anything or accomplish anything… Hope. Stop those thoughts immediately. Kill them. Bury them. Never stop burying them. They are lies and you are better than them.

Drive them out. Open your eyes. Look around. Pick yourself up. Brush away the tears. “I will try. My God doesn’t make worthless things, so I am not worthless. My God does not create without meaning, so I have meaning. I am here for a reason. Today I will live to find out what that reason is for today. And tomorrow I will hope again.”

Life is hard, my friend. Stop beating yourself up. You are worth more and capable of more than you can ever imagine or hope or dream. Don’t let your past or present failures stop you or beat you down. Keep going, keep hoping, keep killing the lies. You are bigger than them, you go beyond them. And God is greater, and he knows your heart. Trust him. Wake up. Open your eyes. Move forward. Keep your eyes open.



“You’ve got all that emotion that’s heaving like an ocean
And you’re drowning in a deep, dark well
I can hear it in your voice that if you only had a choice
You would rather be anyone else

I love you just the way that you are
I love the way He made your precious heart

Be kind to yourself
Be kind to yourself

I know it’s hard to hear it when that anger in your spirit
Is pointed like an arrow at your chest
When the voices in your mind are anything but kind
And you can’t believe your Father knows best

I love you just the way that you are
I love the way He’s shaping your heart

Be kind to yourself
Be kind to yourself

Well how does it end when the war that you’re in
Is just you against you against you
Gotta learn to love, learn to love
Learn to love your enemies too

You can’t expect to be perfect
It’s a fight you’ve gotta forfeit
You belong to me whatever you do
So lay down your weapon, darling
Take a deep breath and believe that I love you

Be kind to yourself
Be kind to yourself
Be kind to yourself

Gotta learn to love, learn to love
Learn to love your enemies
Gotta learn to love, learn to love
Learn to love your enemies too

anonymous asked:

What if a human with a black soul ((or your headcannon of it)) fell into the underground? Due to their lack of determination, they can't save or reset also.

Then honestly their SOUL would be of no use to the Monsters. It’s a tragic way to be spared, but if it doesn’t have any power then they couldn’t help to open the barrier anyway, so there’s no reason to take it. The Monsters might work on trying to find a way to restore their SOUL’s power, just for the sake that then they could take it, but other than that, they’d be the only human to get through the Underground & live, if they make it that far.

- Mod-Mellow

anonymous asked:

miraculousladybug2005 on Instagram stole your "Chat Noir barging in on Marinette and her parents" comic

Thank you very very much for telling me! I contacted them and they’ve replied, apologised and taken it down. The account holder is only 11 years old, so if anyone find their art on there (there’s a LOT more than just mine), please be courteous when asking them to take it down!

anonymous asked:

More uncle Zenyatta and Genji please?

With a coo Zenyatta rubbed his niece’s back, watching her gurgle and love spreading through his chest. The girl reached out and wrapped her hand around his metal finger. Genji walked behind him, rocking his nephew in his arms. The boy fussed in Genji’s arms and the cyborg began to coo.

“Just like his father,” Genji said, “Always complaining about something or another.”

His nephew continued to squirm so Zenyatta reached over Genji’s shoulders, hand in front of the boy. Wiggling his fingers the baby giggled, stopping his wiggling. 

Genji leaned back his head and sighed, “Why are you their favourite?”

Zenyatta gave a confused hum, tilting his head. Genji shook his head and turned his affections back to the boy in his arms. Taking a look at the clock he realized that their parents would be back soon, he sighed and his finger gently traced his nephews face.

“Your kachan is nearly home,” the baby grabbed his finger and pulled it into his mouth and suckled, “that’s not food oi-chan.”

“I hope she’s having fun,” Zenyatta said, booping his niece on the nose, “the two of them deserve it.”

The door opened and you walked through, arms outreached for your babies. The babies began to fuss, reaching out for their mothers voice and crying.

“Mommy’s here,” you cooed, picking up the closest and bringing it to your chest.

Your son rubbed at your chest, trying to feed and you laughed.

“Come on, let’s go home,” you turned around to your husband, who had your daughter in his arms.

Arrow 5x14 Icons

Again for some icons I made few versions just with different color for the background, it’s just that I wasn’t able to choose. My icons are here. Feel free to ask me more or specific ones.

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  • Please like/reblog if taking & don’t repost.
  • Credit isn’t necessary, just don’t claim it as yours.
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anonymous asked:

For the ship asks, 3, 8, 9, and 17 for Madroe please??

3) Who is more into taking showers/baths together? Who tries to make it relaxing and who tries to make it sexy time?

Neither. Monroe sets up all these special things so that they can have a relaxing time together because they both need relaxation. Madison knows how hard Monroe works to make sure he gets some relaxation- so, he doesn’t ruin the moment. 

8) Who likes to wear the others sweatshirts?

Think of tiny, tiny Madison who is only 5′4 vs Monroe 6′0, broad shoulders and muscular. Madison squirms his way into Monroe’s sweatshirts, though they are so big he gets lost sometimes and cannot find the head. It is warmer than a blanket. 

9) Who wakes the other up in the middle of the night to tell them a cool dream they had? Who has the most nightmares, and who sings them back to sleep after?

Madison will nudge Monroe awake a three am with this little magic glint in his eye- and Monroe just knows. Monroe stays up with him all night, just watching the fire in his lover’s eyes. 

17) Who is more protective?

Madison and Monroe have memorized each other. They know every little dimple, every little freckle, every little soft spot, every scar- everything. They know what is comfortable or relaxing and what is not comfortable. Monroe is too shy to speak up when someone is doing something that is making him uncomfortable- but Madison catches him eyes and he KNOWS. You touch his Monroe and your house will probably burn down. 

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I want a Saeran Route so I can protect him!

New Questions
  • 1. If someone were to paint your portrait, how would you like them to paint you? How would you pose, where would you be, what would you wear, etc?
  • 2. If you had to be surrounded by only three colors for the rest of time, what would they be?
  • 3. Do you prefer city lights, or stars?
  • 4. If your favorite place was a person, what would they be like?
  • 5. Do you think magic, in any form at all, exists? If so, what kind of form?
  • 6. What do you think is your most recognizable feature?
  • 7. Describe the outfit you truly want to wear. Anything, a spacesuit, an Elizabethan style gown, a cape made from spider silk, reality doesn't matter.
  • 8. What is the most romantic thing that's happened to you?
  • 9. What impossible thing do you wish was real?
  • 10. A monster has been terrifying your loved ones. They are safe, but scared. What do you do?
  • 11. Describe the image that comes into your head when you see the word "ethereal".
  • 12. What would someone have to do to earn your trust?
  • 13. What is your definition of love?
  • 14. Describe the first dream you remember having.
  • 15. What is the strangest thing you own? Is there a story behind it?
  • 16. What sort of things do you daydream about?
  • 17. What kind of adventure would you like to have?
  • 18. How exactly would you decorate your ideal room(s)? There are no limits to what you can do, you could pluck the stars out of the sky and put them on your wall if you so wished.
  • 19. You have an encounter with death himself. What is he like?
  • 20. What is a question you've always wanted to be asked? How would you answer that question?
i went with sexy hawkeye as my costume. and so did at least half of the other avengers & shield agents. awkward

i told steve no photos so he drew a picture instead. asshole

i can’t believe they had maggie finally admit to alex what she went through as a child and i have to put up with this stupid love triangle instead of explaining further what LGBT children go through every day. Like, I love that they gave her such a realistic and relatable backstory but please, don’t have her drop that bomb and then give the storyline like 3 minutes… Its just too important to let slide… the LGBT community deserves better. 

Fire Emblem – Skill themed asks!

Felt like doing some FE related asks so I put together this! Feel free to add more if you have any ideas!

  • Supportive – Who did you S-rank and why?
  • Misfortunate – Unluckiest moment in game?
  • Fancy Footwork – Singers or dancers?
  • Aching Blood – Did you name/forge any weapons? If so, what was your favorite name that you gave to a weapon?
  • Triple Threat – Swords, lances, or axes?
  • In Extremis – Clutch moment for you in game?
  • Perfectionist – Do you like to unlock/get every unit?
  • Vendetta – Is there a boss/chapter that you hate to go through every time you play?
  • Wary Fighter – Are you reckless or careful in your strategies?
  • Swap – Did you ever sacrifice a unit in order to save another?
  • Aptitude – Was FE easy for you when you started or was it difficult?
  • Rally Spectrum – What is your most favorite/preferred stat?
  • Galeforce – What was your most broken unit?
  • Aether- Favorite lord?
  • Armsthrift – Which weapon system do you like? Durability or no durability?
  • Rightful God – Favorite boss in the series?
  • Veteran – Which FE games have you played and what was your favorite?
  • Paragon – Was there a unit that you put extra effort into/ favored over others?
  • Quick Burn – Do you try to get through the game quickly or do you take your time?
  • Wildheart – Do you like using beast/laguz units?
  • Vow of Friendship – Do you reset if you lose units in battle?
  • Inspiring Song – Favorite song(s) from the series?