at the end of the day be yourself

anonymous asked:

How do you write when you're in a slump? Rn I feel like there's no point in doing anything because whatever I make will turn out bad or won't be seen.

the other day, or the other week, or something, i was in a conversation about betas. now, the general rhetoric i hear about them is that betas crush your ass under such pressure that you shit diamonds in the end.

this doesn’t work for me. my beta tells me what i need to hear, and she tells it to me honest, but she builds me up too. she doesn’t hesitate to give me strategically placed compliments now and again. because i am a delicate creature. i am sensitive and moody and despite being a thirty-two-year-old it is easy for a high schooler to make me cry. mostly because i know i can’t ever, ever fight back the way i can and want to. but also because i am sensitive, i feel like i am no good, and that everything i create is bullshit. IT LITERALLY DOES NOT MATTER HOW MANY KUDOS I GET OR HOW MANY COMMENTS I RECEIVE, MY BRAIN INSISTS THAT THEY ARE LYING BECAUSE WHAT I DO IS HORRIBLE. 

that’s my secret anon. i’m always in a slump.

so for me. i just keep writing. if i stop writing i will die. i don’t have to keep writing the same thing, i don’t have to keep writing well, but i need my fingers slamming these gross, oily keys or i don’t know who i am anymore. 

that might not work for you. and i’m certainly not going to tell you that it doesn’t fucking suck when people don’t see what you’ve done. its not even about the attention, it’s about creating something and wanting to share it, and to have people to nod and say, “yes, that’s a thing.” i’m not going to tell you to just power through that feeling because it is bitter and it is cruel and it eats you alive. i’m not going to tell you that wanting more kudos than you get is ungrateful because i’m not in your head, i have no idea why you want more. honestly, i don’t care if it’s for sheer attention, attention is lovely and we all want it in some form or another. 

remind yourself why you like to write. that can mean writing all the time. writing dumb things, like the world seen through the eyes of your dog, or rpf of your and your friends in the event of a zombie apocalypse. remember why you write. sometimes you’ve gotta take a break to do that. sometimes you’ve got to start something new. but if writing is a thing that you suddenly don’t like, don’t force yourself to like it. maybe it means you just have to practice a lot until you do.

but you’re not me. this might not work for you. but nothing is pleasant when you feel like you suck. so you can either figure out the best way to not feel that way (for me it’s writing a lot of shit that never sees the light of day) or you can find something else that is more rewarding to do with your time. 

it’s okay to give up, but i don’t think you have to. 

*so* very grateful to be back in my homely nest… 🙏 thank you all for all your good energy & vibrations. i can already see the blessings behind getting all my things robbed a couple days ago! still hurts a little but in the end, it’s so evident that they are merely material things… i am so thankful to be breathing. praying for italy, praying for the whole earth, praying for all beings in the universe. you, reading this, feel yourself being warmly hugged… i love you! 🐼

anonymous asked:

Hello! I know you just started and don't have much scenarios, but the ones you posted are already so wonderful! I hope you write more! So can I please have a scenario of Baekhyun and blanket forts with fluff that would make my teeth rot? Thank you!

aww, you make my teeth rot, anon~ & i hope this is enough to give you a toothache :))

blanket forts

byun baekhyun (exo)
genre: fluff

you are having a bad day. but it’s alright, you tell yourself, because everybody has those. yet at the same time, that thought doesn’t make you feel any better.

you’ve pulled out your ipod, but none of the songs seem to cheer you up. no tv drama or even comedy can lighten up your mood. going outside doesn’t sound inviting either. so, you lay in bed, trying to empty your thoughts. you just need to relax, refresh yourself and by the end of the day, you will be back to your old carefree self.

you let out a deep sigh. then, you turn on your side, only to have a glance of the clock. seconds tick by longer than they should, making time going by slower.

go do something, a little voice nags in your head but you groan, wishing for it to shut up.

everybody has days like these. so, you want to let it go and let it happen as it should. you want to just have it today, because you know it will pass. eventually. but, it’s still quite unsettling.

a faint click somewhere in your apartment tells you the door unlocks. there’s really only one other person who has a duplicate of your house key. it bothers you that you don’t even want him to see you in such state. but, how can you push him away?

you pull the blanket over your head instead.

jagi!” baekhyun runs down the hall, to your bedroom, surrounded with an aura opposite from yours. he’s smiling, bouncing as he usually does. “hey, why are you still in bed? i’ve got chicken and pizza.”

you dare not to move, but a part of feels horrible for shutting him out. you don’t want him to go.

the bed shifts as he sits on it; he brings up a gentle hand to place where your head is. “jagi, are you alright?”

with a pout, you peek from the sheets and lightly shake your head. then, you slip back into comfort.

“is that so?” he hums to himself, then gets up.

shoot, you instantly push your head out, alarmed. “are you leaving?” 

your voice sound so frail that he turns to you with wide eyes, “did you want me to?”

you shake your head again, feeling a little childish, but you’ve decided not to care. “no. i’m sorry, please stay. i’m just having an off day.”

baekhyun flashes you an understanding smile. “it’s okay, love.” he tucks you in and kisses your forehead. “i’ll be right back. stay here.”

he leaves the room and you frown. you asked him to stay, didn’t you? however, your worries are eased away by the constant shuffling from all around the place.

it takes a couple minutes before he get back, and when he does, he brings in two chairs and piles of blankets and pillows into your room.

“hey blanket monster, would you like a bigger home?”

you sit up, watching quietly as he builds a blanket fort across the floor. he puts it piece by piece, singing obnoxiously loud. without you even noticing, a smile spreads across your face.

baekhyun sees it and laughs. “there’s the sun, it’s shining bright. i’m blinded!” he covers his eyes with his hands, eyes peeking through his pretty fingers.

when he finishes, he crawls into the fort and arranges the pillows inside. “are you ready to move in? with me?” he’s so cheeky, and you love it.

you slide off the bed and crawl in after him. the fort seems a little too small with baekhyun’s tall frame inside and half his of his legs sticking out the entrance, so you move closer to him to make room. when he pulls you in for a hug, you’re now glad of the tiny space.

“wait, let me get the food.”

after he grabs the bucket of chicken and the box of pizza from the kitchen, he settles beside you once again, an arm looping around your waist. “do you like your new home?”

you reply with a nod. “thank you.”

“are you feeling better now?”

everybody has bad days. and it’s okay when you have them every now and then because you have baekhyun to make it all better. because it’s what he does best. he makes you happy and makes you feel loved that all your worries vanish. you’re so blessed to have your personal ray of sunshine when dark clouds hang overhead.

you peck his cheek, and watch a satisfied smirk grazes his lips. “all better.”

anonymous asked:

Hi!Can i have a spiderman/peter parker imagine(where i'm a part of an evil organitation and my powers are fire & ice) and one day we meet and he falls in love with me and tries to get me be a good guy and all that?(you can continue :))Thank you xx

A/N: anon u made a mistake of giving me, someone who loves Dying and Being Dead™, creative control over the ending so its angst now im sorry..

Warnings: none (word count: 439)

   “What are you doing here?” You grit your teeth, readying a fireball behind your back to ready yourself for Spider-Man’s attack.

   But it doesn’t come.

   “I’m just-” He starts, but cuts off, gathering up the courage to continue. “I’m here to talk to you, to get you to join-”

   “No.” You stop him, knowing suddenly why he’s here. “But, you did come here on your own, which means it’s my lucky day.”

   “Wait!” He backs up, holding his hand out in front of him. “I know you have the capacity to be good, I saw it the other day when you helped save those innocent people. Just, please listen.” His voice cracks when he says the last phrase, leading you to believe he might be younger than you thought. 

   “Look, darling.” You try to sound intimidating like Black Cat had taught you to be. “You think I saved those innocent people out of the goodness of my heart?” You snort, a flame flickering in your palm. “Nope. It’s because they were friends of my clients and I wouldn’t get paid if they died.” Reaching into your back pocket, you feel the phone and for a moment are tempted to tell Felicia about your luck, but decide to see how this scene plays out. 

   “That’s not the only reason.” Spider-Man creeps a little closer, still on high alert. “I know there’s goodness inside of you. I know you could help save a lot of people.” You sigh, the conversation starting to bore you. 

   “Of course there’s goodness in me.” You roll your eyes, sending a quick text to your boss, Felicia Hardy, without taking it out of your pocket. “There just isn’t enough to make me care to join you.” For once, the Spider-Man seems speechless.

   “How-” Peter’s glad he has the mask on, or he would be as red as a tomato. “I know you’re better than this. You weren’t always bad.”

   “You’re right, I wasn’t.” Bad memories attempt to make their way to the forefront of your brain, but you push them aside. “But there’s nothing changing me now.” As if on cue, your boss, the Black Cat, swoops down from the rooftop and in through the window.

   “Thank you for keeping him busy.” She smirks, Peter trying to guard himself, but Felicia moving too fast, and knocks him out cold. “Now we have the Spider-Man riiiight where we want him.” 

   You flash her a grin back, a sense of pride welling up in your chest. 

   (It almost distracts you from the awful taste in your mouth that this whole incident has left you with).


When you hit 215 for a personal best and just decide to put 225 on there just to see what happens and you surprise yourself with a 12.5lbs PR! I was trying to hit this by the end of the year! Gonna ride the adrenaline train for the rest of the day now 😅 Thanks for the support @edbauerxvx @xvxh @erinroo @thenewethic and guest appearance before coach squish #twoplates #225 #plantbuilt #thenewethic #veganlifter #olympicweightlifting (at NewEthic Strength & Conditioning)

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anonymous asked:

do you have any advice for someone who is too stressed/anxious/depressed/unprepared to go to school and can barely go a whole week without missing a day?????? please help i used to be at the top of my year level but i've been slacking so much lately i'm honestly scared for my future. xx

actually, I was like this in high school and I feel I end up doing this halfway through my college semesters. My advice is to breathe and remind yourself that your stress and anxiety will only go away when schoolday / schoolwork is over and attempt to use that as motivation

anonymous asked:

you're so full of yourself, the world doesn't revolve around your opinion if a older fans wants to call themselves a pedonoona then it has nothing to do with you lol

I am full of myself you got me there, but at the end of the day it isn’t okay to call oneself a pedonoona, it is disgusting!! I guarantee if you were on the receiving end you would be extremely uncomfortable with people a lot older than you perving after you and sexualising you!!


@harnaamkaur and I are tired of your shitty gender roles. We shot this series for @theparallelmag to challenge what people are “allowed to do.” She has a beard due to a medical condition. She loves it and kills it! As for me, I just want to wear a skirt sometimes cuz I think it can look dope! The fact we socially relegate these fashion and styling attributes to certain genders just seems so frivolous and dangerous when you consider how aggressive people get when their confronted with these things that don’t fit into their understanding of how the world works. At the end of the day, just be yourself and love yourself and don’t judge others who are living that way. Think outside the parameters that we are lead to believe are absolute and see the world as it is! Much love to all of you!
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A Guide to Interacting with Your Favorite Celebrity at a Con

(by someone who frequently assists those celebrities)

Now this is by no means a full-proof guide. Just like you and I, celebrities are real people with unique and diverse personalities, wants, dislikes, and discomforts. But having interacted with a number of celebrities, and witnessed their behind-the-scenes reactions to fan interactions, I thought I’d pass along a few tips:

  • Never give them food. Sealed, commercial food is sometimes fine, especially if they’ve expressed a fondness for it or a direct request. But I have never once seen a celebrity eat something a fan brought to them. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve been given cookies, doughnuts, cake, and the like, because they passed it along. This is by no means them being rude or a sleight. Think about it: There are a lot of crazy fans out there. We’ve all met and interacted with them. Would you be willing to accept something from one of these people? When you only have a minute or less to interact with lots of fans, how can you pick these people out? Also, they’re often given specific instructions not to consume anything by their agents/managers. (But the volunteers that inevitably inherit the food don’t complain!)
  • Don’t make the inane comment or joke they have definitely heard a million times. They have literally spent the entire day/weekend listening to people say the exact same things. It isn’t funny or interesting anymore. You will blend in with the thousands of other people who have said it.
  • DO share a personal story or thought-provoking question. I have seen so many celebrities touched at the personal stories of personal growth or overcoming a difficulty inspired by their work; it reminds them why they do what they do in the face of those thousands of fans sharing inane stories. They do care. They do like to hear that they matter to someone, especially when it’s not just a blanket statement of “I love you!”
  • That being said, be careful not to overshare. While most celebrities do attend conventions in order to interact with their fans, at the end of the day, they are there to make money. Those people who stand there talking their ears off, sharing way too many details and drifting into uncomfortable territory while holding up the line of otherwise paying people behind them are not cool. If you find yourself telling them things you would be uncomfortable telling your roommate, or talking past the point your best friend probably would have told you to shut up, you’ve gone too far.
  • If you’re going to bring them a gift, bring them something you made. Don’t get me wrong, many celebrities I’ve worked with are grateful for any gift a fan sees fit to bring them. But the ones that really have an impact are hand-drawn fanart or crafts. (Don’t bring them your fanfiction or adult-rated fanart. That’s uncomfortable for everyone involved.) If it’s something you picked up in the vendor room that made you think of them, or you bought it from the studio that produced the show, chances are they already have it, or someone else brought it to them before you. Celebrities have limited baggage space to take their things back with them; only add to that space if it’s something that counts.
  • Don’t ask if they remember you from X. They literally meet thousands of people at these events, and many of them are spread out across the years. It’s not that you’re not important, it’s just that expecting them to remember everyone they ever met would make their heads explode. Do you remember everyone you attended classes with in school? Because I don’t.
  • Have something prepared to talk about. That is if you want to talk to them. I understand the shy people, or those who are getting autographs for a friend or family member. But if you’re intent on talking to them, have something ready before hand. Chances are that what you came up with when you weren’t stressed about being face to face with them is going to be far more interesting than what your asshole brain throws out in the last minute.
  • Celebrities get tired of talking about themselves. They do it at every con they go to, every press interview they give, every time they run into an excited fan on the street. If you want to make their day better, ask them about their heroes, or what their favorite city is, or what their favorite thing to do is. They’ll be more excited by questions like that, and you’ll learn something you couldn’t get from going through their past interviews.
  • Remember that they’re human. To be perfectly honest, the majority of the problems listed above or the cringe-worthy interactions I have witnessed would be ended if people kept this in mind. Their interactions are bound by the convention they’ve signed a contract with and the manager or agent representing them. They’ve got a whole list of anxieties, discomforts, and worries just like you. They get bored, they get frustrated, they get uncomfortable. They like people who make them laugh, they care about people, and they are just doing their job. They don’t owe you anything. They chose to be there. Don’t make them regret that choice.
How to Develop Willpower

1. Make a list of those situations where you find it really hard to have willpower.

2. Brainstorm for ways that you can start to feel more positive about demonstrating will power. For example, plan to reward yourself every time you do something you really didn’t want to do.

3. Break bigger, more challenging, tasks down into much smaller, and more achievable, tasks. Acknowledge each step in the right direction. Recognise that you’re making progress.

. Decide to challenge any tendency towards procrastination. Decide that you can change if you take it slowly. Set daily, realistic goals for yourself. Decide to follow through with them – no matter what! If it helps, have someone you can be accountable to at the end of each day (or week).

5. Push yourself to keep taking the small steps. In time, making an effort will become a habit. Hang in there until it does.

6. Focus on the long term benefits of achieving your goal. Imagine what it will be like – how your life will be, and how you will feel when you reach your goal. Try to visualise it in detail.

Over and over again you see that this person isn’t for you. You know it. You have common sense. And you feel it in your spirit. And you don’t have the courage to end things. So you convince yourself that this person can change. That, or you convince yourself to overlook the glaring signs this person is not for you.
Every day you stay is another day your drawing closer to the wrong person. And the closer you get, the more it’s going to hurt when it all falls apart. And you know it’s going to fall apart. You know this can’t last

at some point you have to sit with yourself and learn who you are. you have to take responsibility for the way you’ve been treating yourself and the way you’ve allowed others to break you down. you have to go back to wherever you abandoned your love for self - thinking that someone’s love for you is more important than your own - and pick you back up! you have to ask yourself, “why do I treat others better than I treat my own self?” then you have to accept yourself.. because at the end of the day, the only person who’s forced to deal with the broken pieces of you, is you. don’t fault yourself for any of the past - just accept who you are today. accept your truths, your hurt, and your heart. and finally, you have to love YOU. love every piece of you - and never ever let anyone come in and damage you again. Heal your heart and Protect yourself better.
—  Reyna Biddy

Not only is Mabel Pines a confident female character, but she’s a confident female character whose arc is never about tearing her down for daring to love herself. So many times, confident women only get stories about how they’re full of themselves and need to be taken down a notch (also, so many times, confidence is only written to co-exist with cruelty–the message is that you can only love yourself if you hate everyone else).

Every time there’s a storyline about Mabel’s insecurity, she ends up validated. Pacifica makes fun of her for being too silly? Her silliness is the only way they solve the mystery. Unicorn tells her she isn’t good enough? It’s because the unicorn is a lying jerk! She feels like she isn’t smart enough to play DD&MD? Her enthusiasm and creativity (plus Stan’s rule-breaking) totally save the day! She gets tricked into starting Weirdmageddon because she feels alone and afraid and not one single character blames her for it and once Dipper has helped her face her problems and convinced her she won’t be alone, she bursts out of the bubble certain that she and her friends can save the world! And they do! It comes down to the Stans in the end, but only because Mabel and Dipper got everyone there, led them and inspired them and reminded Stan and Ford what it’s like to work together.

Mabel’s coming-of-age arc is so well-constructed and nuanced and compassionate and it builds her up instead of tearing her down. It matters. She matters.

Fashion tips and how I get ready for school

Unfortunately summer is almost over in the northern hemisphere and that means that we all have to go back to school/work. 
I don’t know you guys but I always want to look my best for the first days of school as if that could impress people and let them think that I spent a wonderful summer and that I took care of my body (I always try to loose weight at the end of the summer and I want to make sure that my hair and eyebrows look good)
The worst part is picking the right outfits. It can be a very struggle and you can find yourself lying hopelessly on the bedroom floor with nothing to wear. I heard a lot of people picking their outfits the night before but I’m not such an organized person so I prefer picking my OOTD at the moment depending on my mood and the weather. 
With fall/winter coming I’m used to do a little shopping to have some of the new trends in my closet and that’s probably the most exciting part! I live in Italy and sadly a lot of cool shops that I like such as Urban Outfitters, Topshop, River Island and Forever 21 don’t have physical shops here so I had to get used to shop online. 
Unfortunately those brands are all more or less expensive and as most of the teenagers on earth I’m broke af most of the times so I had to find an alternative. I searched for nice and cheap shops online for a long time before finding a super cool one. As time passing and as myself growing I realized that I don’t need clothes from expensive brands to look fashion because what really matters is how I style them.
After what I just said, let’s get back to the main topic of this post: getting ready for school and especially choosing the right outfit.
I like wearing really plain and comfort clothes at school since I know I’m still little (I’m 16 and it would be ridiculous to wear heels at High School if you get what I’m saying) and we have a lot of tests everyday and I can’t bear to wear also uncomfortable clothes while I’m struggling to write something down on my paper during a math test.

I’m going to put together 5 comfy but fashionable outfits for all body types and all dress codes for going back to school so hopefully this will help you to rock your inner diva.

Outfit n.1:    Jacket  |    Top   |   Bottoms  |   Shoes  |    Necklace   |    Bracelet
Outfit n.2:    Jacket  |    Top   |   Bottoms  |   Shoes  |   Necklace   |    Bracelet
Outfit n.3:    Jacket  |    Top   |   Bottoms  |   Shoes  |   Necklace   |    Bracelet
Outfit n.4:    Jacket  |    Top   |   Bottoms  |   Shoes  |   Necklace   |    Bracelet
Outfit n.5:    Jacket  |    Top   |   Bottoms  |   Shoes  |   Necklace   |    Bracelet

That’s it! I hope you found this post helpful and don’t hesitate to message me for further tips! xx

The Signs as Famous Kardashian Quotes
  • Aries:"You know why she's the most googled person? Because she googled herself."
  • Taurus:"I love pets, I love dogs, but like... from afar."
  • Gemini:"My baby is already more famous than you will ever be."
  • Cancer:"I'll cry at the end of the day. Not with fresh makeup."
  • Leo:"It'll be fun to rip out Khloe's pubes one by one."
  • Virgo:"Kim, would you stop taking pictures of yourself? Your sister's going to jail!"
  • Libra:"I buy myself a gift every year, so this year I bought everything I wanted."
  • Scorpio:"If we're together, you don't go texting other fucking whores."
  • Aquarius:"Thank God I have no friends."
  • Capricorn:"To be honest, I just want to get pregnant so I can eat whatever the hell I want."
  • Sagittarius:"I think I have mental problems, I have like weird obsessions with things, really annoying."
  • Pisces:"I'll sit here and cry, while watching Titanic wishing I had a little romance in my life."

Surviving depression;

Take a deep breath, even when your lungs feel like they’re going to give up on you, they won’t

Respond to your friends; they do care, stop listening to the voice in your head

Go outside; look around at the world, see how everything is so alive, so beautiful

Remind yourself “you’ll be okay”, if you can believe then I swear to god, it can happen.

Have a glass of water; admire the coolness dripping down your throat

Do something you love; because life is going to end no matter what, make sure you enjoy what you did

Cry; because sometimes words cannot describe the way your heart is breaking

Have a shower; let the water rinse off the pain, take care of yourself you deserve it

Tell someone you care about them; mean it, sometimes it’s good to be appreciated

Love yourself: in a world so centered on hating yourself, it will feel nice to break away from the normativity

Stop lying to you friends; I know you don’t want them to worry, but sometimes they should

Find three good things; focus on them, in a tunnel of darkness it’s important to look to the light

Clean your room; it may seem small but trust me it makes a difference

Ask for help; you need it, people can’t just notice somethings wrong, when your tuck all your problems under the rug, they’re just going to get annoyed that keep tripping over “nothing”

Create something; turn your sadness into a poem, or art, let it leak out of you into something beautiful

Smile, because you deserve to smile and even if you’re not happy at least you can brighten up someone else

Light a candle; focus on the scent, remember even something that will one day be empty and useless brings so much peace now

Listen to your favourite song; let the lyrics speak to you again, remember why it was your favourite in the first place

Close your eyes, focusing on your breathing, focus on your victories and happy times, be proud of yourself for making it this far

Never give up; no matter how are hard things you have to keep going, no matter how long the night seems, the sun will always rise.

—  csl
Russian Muses

Bucky Barnes x Reader Art School!AU

Summary: Bucky ‘helped’ around the school, you got that part pretty much figured out. He just didn’t help in the way you had previously thought.
Genre: Romance/fluff
Rating: T
Warnings: Swearings!
3,626 words

Notes: ART SCHOOL AU BECAUSE @sketchpumpkin MADE ME DO IT. I’m not even sorry. It didn’t end in the way I was hoping but well. At least it’s something. Tell me if there’s any mistakes since I didn’t proofread! HAPPY READING.

Stepping into the huge art studio for the first time, you couldn’t help but let out a half relieved, half annoyed sigh. 

It was just your first day at the summer art school and you found yourself unusually late, all in your old beetle’s motor fault. You had passed basically through all the signs on the way and now seeing that your efforts went to waste, feeling a little annoyed was inevitable. The class was still empty, just as the school itself. 

Looking around the room, you took in every detail from the studio with pure delight, the annoyance fading as quickly as it built up. From the huge windows to the countless tubes of paints and papers, everything felt like a dream. 

After graduating in business school with honors, you just couldn’t wait to do something that felt right for you, not something that felt right to your family. You’d saved every penny from your little job at the university’s library to get into one of the most known art summer courses and as you finally stood right there, in the studio, just ready for your first class, everything felt worthy. 

You were really feeling like you belonged there and never in your entire life you had felt so into your element, the unknown atmosphere being strangely familiar even if it was your first day there. 

Relishing in the emptiness of the room, you walked around the few easels and decided for the one you knew it’d give you the best view, right in front of the teacher’s table. Having a seat next the teacher’s was never the greatest choice but you still got to have the best seat for observation exercises. 

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