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girl meets world meme:[2/6 relationships]
Farkle Minkus and Maya Hart: She’s someone I believe it. I would give Maya Hart a lot of money and trust her to do whatever she wants with it. She never had much of anything and maybe thats why she looks at everything in the right way. Someday she will be force to be reckoned with. 

demigod-daughter-of-poseidon  asked:

This is absolutely precious. It hurts my heart that the Percico fandom is going down. I just want it to stay up for ever, so thanks for this effort. Also, you might wanna change the colour on your menu. Makes it hard to find the "ask us anything option." As for the ask, can we get Nico and Percy being adorable and romantic and cuddly at home on a date night?

OCC: oh, sorry i’ll fix it. 

The songs they wrote together didn’t sound anything like the earlier emo iterations of the band. There are some you could see as an evolution of the poppier stuff on the previous album but, if anything, they owe more to the 80s rock of Paul Simon and Dire Straits. It’s not cheap 80s pastiche, though; the tracks are rich, smart pop that any megastar would kill for. In particular, first single Hard Times, with its Lionel Richie drums, heavily layered vocals and Daft Punk-style breakdown, you could easily imagine being their biggest hit to date.
Still, even with their old friend back and a fertile creative period, I’m frustrated by the band’s lack of explanation around what actually keeps going wrong. Even the song titles on the new record After Laughter: Forgiveness, Fake Happy, and Rose-Coloured Boy, with its refrain of “just let me cry a little bit a longer”, point to a band whose every day is a struggle.

anonymous asked:

adzie!! ur icon and header look v v cool, and they're lineless!! how did u make ur lineless style look so smooth?

aw thank you!!! and yess!! I’m trying to perfect it, it’s been through a lot of changes and even now it’s hard to get right (esp with noses and adding black lines??) 

i usually just take my time with it tbh! i sometimes have to clear up the edges anyway as the brush in adobe animate cc is a bit gross with no smoothing (the setting i have it on - i don’t always like how adobe animate smooths lines…) :0 sometimes i forget tho (you can rly notice in some of my other block-colour/lineless style :S…. i just kinda got lucky with the smoothness in my icon/header thanks to fiddling around with the select tool in photoshop ehehe :’)

i was tagged by @prousts to do this, thank you!!! <3

Rules: tag 9 people you wanna know better

Relationship status: lol single

Favourite Colour: dark green! baby pink! navy blue!

Lipstick or chapstick: both

Last song I listened to: don’t let me be misunderstood by nina simone

Last Movie I watched: heavenly creatures, about a week ago

Top 3 Fictional Characters: this is soooo hard, but i’m gonna go with sana bakkoush, RONALD MAC MACDONALD aaand emily prentiss 

Top 3 ships: i’m really rooting for sana and yousef rn, but other than that l*rry lol. also macdennis, probably. 

Books I’m reading: uhhhh i haven’t read an entire book in like a year but i constantly start reading them, rarely finish them tho. right now i’m reading a book called den sårade divan (the wounded diva in english) and it’s a non fiction book about women who were put in a mental institute in the early 20th century.

i tag @heypopstar @aintreallygood @cursedmuck @ifheartscouldfly @bisexualaudreyhorne @phhantastic @achlles @hormoaning and @fulltimehabibti ❤️ 

anonymous asked:

My favourite OC is named Ella she is Norwegian but ended up in Paris when she was five. She has a miraculous from my OC team and as a super hero she is called the Guardian Stork. She likes organisation and her favourite colour is white and her life goal is to work in a library "to be surrounded by true peace" and she keeps her hair to two braids (and crushes really hard on one of my other OCs on her team, The Valiant Crane, their powers are kinda yin-yang like lb and cn but they're karma-based.)

THATS SO CUTE!! Oh man I really like bird kwamis. One of my miraculous ocs is also a bird. A crow specifically. :’D

tagged by @ssskkkaaammm for this li’l survey thang!

Relationship status: forever alone

Favourite Colour: blue, the exact shade you’re thinking of right now

Lipstick or chapstick: chapstick! i think the only time i’ve worn lipstick was at my sister’s wedding

Last song I listened to: kiss me by ed sheeran

Last Movie I watched: i think it was one of mike birbiglia’s specials on netflix. the last movie i saw in theaters was table 19

Top 3 Fictional Characters: even bech næsheim… and wow it’s hard to think of anyone else to group with him (aside from the rest of skam). guess i still have space in my heart for tim riggins and chandler bing

Top 3 ships: isak/even, ten/rose, rae/finn

Books I’m reading: i can only read one book at a time! i just finished one true loves, and i’m literally one page into the ramblers. if you have any recommendations i’d love to hear them though

hitchya with dat tag: @isaksredscarf, @gaysweaters, and @linneaxskam

Our Love Isn't An Illusion (Ch. 1)

(Francis’ P.O.V)

I walked down the dull halls, looking for the new patient I was supposed to be treating. Apparently he had Schizophrenia, which was one mental illness I was most afraid of. With Schizophrenia, you don’t know what you’re dealing with. It could be someone who sees colours that mean a certain emotion, or someone who sees figments of their imagination… Like imaginary friends. Oh who am I kidding? They are all like imaginary friends to me. Either that or enemies… Also, you have no clue what those voices are telling the person. Whether it’s to starve themselves, hurt themselves, do drugs, become an alcoholic, it’s all really hard to deal with. In the worse cases, the person will have homicidal tendencies too.

I sighed and counted the numbers of the rooms. “101… 102… 103… ah, 104.” I reached my destination and I slowly turned the door knob and opened the door. I peaked in to see what looked to be like a man in… around his twenties… He had shaggy blonde hair, emerald green eyes that seemed to shimmer when the sun hit them perfectly, not to mention those bushy eyebrows. I chuckled softly and walked in.

“Who are you…?” The man scowled, seeming to not like my presence.

“I’m Nurse Bonnefoy.” I smiled, calmly, trying to see if that would make him at least a little comfortable with me.

“Wipe that damn smile off of your face… From what I’ve learned it’s just an act you all pull off…” He grumbled.

I looked at him. My smile faded and my features turned to that of sadness. He looked up at me for a split second and then muttered a small, “Sorry…”

“Don’t worry. But what you said is true… not for me anyways. I always smile.” And I gave him a bright one, just to prove it. He looked at me, and actually gave me a very small smile, but you could still see it. I chuckled and flipped through his charts. “…Arthur Kirkland, huh? What a lovely name.” I compliment, taking a small glance at him. Arthur’s face turned a small hue of red and he looked down at his hands. I smiled a bit wider and chuckled, looking back at his charts.

“May I ask what your hallucinations are?” I said, breaking the small silence that fell upon us.

“Well, there’s my friend Uni and my friend Flying Mint Bunny.” He seemed to lighten up as he talked about the two. “They are my favourites, and seem to be the most frequent. There are also some others like Tink… but she isn’t very frequent. Most of the time they are very nice but sometimes they do tell me to do bad things…” Arthur’s voice got a bit quieter by the end of his sentence.

“Like what?”

“They’ve told me to kill myself… Multiple times… But I never gave in until the last time they said it…” He mumbled.

“Oh? What did you do? Cutting? Drugs? Alcohol?” I looked back at him. He slowly raised his arm to show some little slits that went up his wrists, they weren’t too deep though. I sighed softly. “Well, at least they aren’t too deep. So, I’m not worried too much. Just remember like you don’t have to listen to those voices if they tell you to do that.”

“I-I try to ignore them they just… Come back…” He said as he put his arm down. “They’ll taunt me until I listen…”

“…Are you in here for abandoning your medication?” Once I said that, the room fell silent.

Arthur Looked out the window of the pale room, avoiding my gaze. “…Yes.” He finally answered.

My face fell and I closed the chart book, walked over to the abandoned chair and sat down. “It seems like everyone comes in here either for abandoning their medications or just really horrible insanity, but-”

“Why aren’t you yelling…?” He asked, cutting me off.

I chuckled and looked at him. “I don’t like yelling, and I don’t like to yell. It scares patients and I want them to feel safe other that fear that they are in an unsafe place.” I smile softly.

“Ah… Well, thank you for not yelling. All of the other nurses yelled at me for telling them my story and what I did.” He looked back at me.

I rolled my eyes. “Of course they did…” I grumble. “They are always rude to one another and to patients, and I honestly don’t know why. We’re here to make people feel better not scare them.”

“Well, they could be scared too, right…?” Arthur asked.

“I mean, of course they’re… no, we’re scared. It’s nice to help people but you never know what case you’re going to get. Some people have severe Alzheimer’s and sometimes they won’t remember who you are, and will try to hurt you, or people have severe Schizophrenia and when those voices tell them to do something, they will do it. Some might have Bipolar and you don’t know when they could snap…” I fell silent for a moment. “…It’s like we’re all fearing and it just builds tension around everyone.”

“I get what you mean.” He said, softly, looking back at his hands. “Honestly, everyone here makes me anxious. Every time I hear screaming or banging or yelling… It just ignites this spark… And it makes my friends anxious too. Also, when they come in with ropes and hand cuffs it just… It’s horrible… Especially when they bring them in and you do nothing at all.”

A look of hurt spreads across my face and I look down at my feet, nibbling at my bottom lip, guiltily. “A-All I can say is, I’m sorry.” I mumble, bringing my head back up. “Just so you know. Those nurses shouldn’t be able to bother you as much as they have been, because I am your new… how would I put it… Head nurse…?” I chuckle.

“O-Okay… Well if it’s you, I think I’ll be alright… Because you seem nice and like you won’t put me in those rubbish restraints.” He chuckled.

“Don’t worry, I won’t put you in restraints, and I’ll make sure they don’t either.” I smiled, warmly. Then, I remembered what I was here to do. I shot up and walked over. “Meds… You need your meds.” I grab the bottle and twist off the cap, putting the right dosage in the palm of my hand. I walk over to the cooler and grab him a bottle of water and gave it to him and then handed him his medicine. He opened the bottle and plopped the pill in his mouth, and took a swig of the water.

I smile at him and then suddenly my pager goes off. I sighed and checked it. “I need to go check on another patient… I’ll be back when I need to be, okay?”

Arthur nodded. “Please, come back whenever you can. I like your aura.” He smiled.

I chuckled and nodded. “Sure thing. I’ll be back when I can.” I started walking to the door when my pager went off yet again. “Okay okay I got it…” I said to myself, walking out the door.

Finally, I think I have found a patient that fits just right for me…

relaxing n reading (◍•ᴗ•◍)

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Earth. Fire. Air. Water. When I was a boy, my father, Avatar Aang, told me the story of how he and his friends heroically ended the Hundred Year War. Avatar Aang and Fire Lord Zuko transformed the Fire Nation colonies into the United Republic of Nations, a society where benders and nonbenders from all over the world could live and thrive together in peace and harmony. They named the capital of this great land Republic City. Avatar Aang accomplished many remarkable things in his life, but sadly, his time in this world came to an end. And like the cycle of the seasons, the cycle of the Avatar began anew.