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viktornikiforow  asked:

I just started CP today and I see why people might dislike it - there is some rape going on in there but it's really a good book imo? And I can't shake off some similarities of characters to Yuri and Otabek tbh

its definitely not a series for everyone!! what i mean by people who dislike it are people who think that it glorifies rape, which it doesnt, or it perceives slavery as a good thing, which it doesnt. and a bunch of other topics too probably but yea hkjhfkj i dont want to get in to that discourse

but same i was drawn into this series bc i saw fanart of damen and laurent and im like…. yuri and otabek is that u

To some of my anons


I just want to say thank you for all the anon messages in my ask, especially for some of them, you know who you are! 

I do not want to show them publicly since the word selection and sentence structures should not be publicly displayed.
-However, I do not think some of you need to spend time writing those messages to me in the future. I will not change my mind - just as you will not and that’s fine. If everyone in the world agreed on everything, it would be a sad place to be. I am fond of disagreement, but do not myself feel a need to come as anonymous in others’ ask. If I disagree, I say that to the person and then we can talk about it or discuss it. In some cases, I do not say it to the person, because we are all different and therefore also have different opinions, which I am pleased because it makes the world versatile and varied. 
The world is full of different opinions and beliefs, we must not align thoughts, ideas and opinions but exploit diversity and challenge each other’s opinions but in a good and nice way.

Stand by what you mean and fight for what you believe, but do not try to threaten, bully or publicly display other people. Be a good person and appreciate each other’s diversity

In addition, it’s quite easy to see who a part of you is, even if you are anonymous. Same word selections, same pointers and the same sentence structure in postings on your personal page, shortly before or after the ask I received. So there is no need to send those ask´s anonymously -
Remember you do not need to look at those blogs you do not like or you can block them. 

nightmaredark0926  asked:

Soft brush rowl looking at stars? :'>

anonymous asked:

I'm sorry to bother you, but do things really get better? I'm 16 right now and everything I know is sadness and exhaustion and anger and then I talk to my parents and they just complain about adult life... is it worth it to go on?

oh gosh, i promise, it’s worth waiting, buddy. i know there are a lot of people who say, oh it gets better. and it does in some ways, but what it really gets is different. the people who are angry and mean and horrible often stay that way. the people who cut you off or who flip you off or who piss you off often are the same people at 16 as at 26. 

i think i hated people telling me “it gets better” because what could get better about being a mentally ill queer cuban girl in a world that wanted to eat me. i got spat out. my writing isn’t published because i’ve been rejected so many times i don’t even notice anymore. i was told a few times “make it less obviously homosexual”. what is going to get better about that, i said to myself. the memory of it will never be a nice one.

things got different slowly. like i didn’t realize until i was far on the other side of it. i wasn’t kidding in that last post when i said today i read my writing at 15 and it was painfully obvious how depressed i was. i didn’t have a diagnosis. like you, all i knew was that i was exhausted and angry and sad all the time and when i talked about it, i was told “everyone feels that way sometimes.” i felt that way all the time. in this story, i don’t suddenly wake up after turning 18 and have a magical life where it is all bunnies and flowers and loving. it took me 3 years of trying before i finally managed to quit self-harm completely. my eating disorder and i are still not on speaking terms, luckily. i’m slowly getting a handle on my ocd. i didn’t realize that the biggest thing that was changing was me.

yeah. being out of the house made it easier. away from where people knew me as a certain person. being someone new or being who i was or being in a room full of people who didn’t care how gay i was. being in control made it better. finding real and true friends made it better. being able to make my own plans and choose my own story and do more than just wait until i was old enough to be taken seriously - it got better.

but honestly it’s me. i learned how to shake hands with depression, he and i are such good old buddies i sometimes see him before he’s even coming. and i’ve gotten so good at getting out of his embrace, because practice makes perfect, same as anything. and i’ve learned things about myself i had no idea about at 16. i didn’t even realize i’m funny. i had never been skinny dipping. my only kiss had been sort of an accident. there was a lot i cared about then that i don’t care about now, because in my new world outside of that, the people i surround myself with don’t care either. i’ve worn a dinosaur onesie pajama set to eight parties now when 19 year old me wouldn’t be seen without her makeup. i wear glasses in public even though i’m nervous they make me look like a bug. i have tattoos and new piercings and a bank account (and no money) and i have love. and i don’t mean with a partner, although i’m blessed enough to say i have that as well - i mean. i just found it. i taught myself how to look for it. i figured - listen, i’m here still, so i might as well, like, try to enjoy it. and it wasn’t overnight. it still goes away sometimes. but i love so much and so easily now. i laugh more because of it. i let myself love dogs and movies and silly things. and this love sort of … makes things better. because it reflects off of everything into you. like a mirror.

at sixteen… at sixteen i was very suicidal. i didn’t know that it applied to me, because i thought i was just annoying and lazy. looking back now i always pull a face at how obvious it was, and how close i got to walking myself into a grave. it was more than a close call. death, like, waved. i actually believed i wouldn’t make it past 18. what was the point? what was the point of anything? i think if i’d told myself then, “it gets better”, i would have laughed. “maybe for you!” i would have said, “you have money and a life and you’re not like this.” but it did get better. in inches. stick around to see it. stick around to see everything wonderful that’s waiting in the wings for you. that knows your name. a fate of beautiful moments that are small and precious, like butterflies landing on fingers or snowflakes on tongues, or just sitting with a good book during the rainfall. hell, stick around to write the book, because (trust me), if you believe in your art and yourself - it can be done.

stick around most of all because what gets better is you fall in love with yourself. the world doesn’t become suddenly sickeningly sweet, even if the people around you become better and you’re given more opportunity. that’s wonderful too but… what happens is that over time, the stuff they told you stops sticking. you realize that just because your nose is crooked it doesn’t even matter because it doesn’t stop you from being the best dang ping pong player in your family. you realize you have a family, even if they’re not blood. you realize you are your own family. and you learn to take care of yourself and yes, it gets ugly at times, but you manage. and inside of managing there’s all these wonderful successes like mac and cheese and getting the bills done and the smell of clean laundry and friends that make you laugh so hard you almost pee and an apartment with plants in every corner and a hairless cat in sweaters or a dog with a bowtie or both and watching movies and reading books and seeing art, all of which haven’t been created yet, and possibly you’re the one who makes them. and managing … managing doesn’t have to be big. sometimes it’s just making a small difference. and sometimes the person you make a difference to is yourself. and that’s amazing.

stick around because, trust me, somewhere in there, you meet your younger self in your dreams and you tell her - oh gosh, i promise, it’s worth waiting, buddy.

anonymous asked:

karasuno has 4 first years split up and take all 4 of them then run, they can't catch all of you

good plan. nothing could possibly go wrong with this plan

anonymous asked:

What do you use besides ads to make money online? I saw you made a post awhile ago but i can't find it :(

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Curious learners go deep, and they go wide. Consequently, they are the ones whose jobs are least likely to be taken by intelligent machines. In a world where technology is rapidly replacing humans even in white-collar jobs, it’s no longer enough to be merely smart. Computers are smart. But no computer, however sophisticated, can yet be said to be curious.
—  Ian Leslie, Curious: Your Desire To Know And Why Your Future Depends On It
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a soft and beautiful man and the sharp asshole that lives in his house

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death count: two walls, a chair, wally’s sanity

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hey you, yeah, you. the one reading this. you know, if you’re reading this that means you’re alive and you know what that means? that means you’re awesome. you’re awesome bc you’re alive and breathing. no matter what you’re going through i’m always here to talk just message me. you don’t even have to follow me bc my messages are always open to everyone! but even if you are going through a tough time, i think it’s cool that you’re still here and if you’re thinking of ending it, don’t. please. suicide is a permanent solution to a temporary problem. it’s gonna be okay soon, i promise. just stay alive and stay strong and you can do anything you put your mind to. i love you and i care. stay alive! i believe in you and i’m proud of you, you beautiful human being!