but that quote is really all you need

So About That Whole Thing

LONG COMIC BOOK RANT INCOMING:

Okay some things need to be said:

1. If you’re going to write a smug thunk-piece about the “failure” of “diversity” in comics, maybe don’t use the cover image of a book that’s had 4 collections on the NYT graphic books bestseller list, won a Hugo and cleaned up at Angouleme. Just because you HOPE it’s on the chopping block, oh Riders of the Brohirrim, doesn’t mean it is.

2. I will tell you exactly why Ms Marvel works: it didn’t set out to be Ms Marvel. We were originally going to pitch it as a 10 issue limited series. I had a 3 issue exit strategy because I assumed we were going to get canned. There was no “diversity initiative” anywhere–getting that thing made at all was a struggle. It was a given that any character without AT LEAST a 20-year history would tank. Everybody, myself included, assumed this series was going to work out the same way.

3. That freed us–by “us” I mean the whole creative team–to tell exactly the story we wanted to tell. We had nothing to lose, nothing to overcome but low expectations. That gave us room to break a lot of rules.

STUFF THAT IS DIFFICULT TO REPLICATE AND IMPOSSIBLE TO PLAN:

1. Unexpected audiences. We are at a point in history when the role of religion is at a tremendous inflection point. What I didn’t realize was that the anxieties felt by young Muslims are also felt by young Mormons, evangelicals, orthodox Jews, and others. A h-u-g-e reason Ms Marvel has struck the chord it has is because it deals with the role of traditionalist faith in the context of social justice, and there was–apparently–an untapped audience of people from a wide variety of faith backgrounds who were eager for a story like this. Nobody could have predicted or planned for that. That’s being in the right place at the right time with the right story burning a hole in your pocket. Plenty of other stuff I’ve written and liked has fallen with a huge thud. That’s the norm. Exceptions are great when they happen, but hard to plan.

2. The paradox of low expectations. The bar was set pretty low for Ms Marvel, but because of Ms Marvel’s success, that bar got set much higher for similar books that came later.

STUFF THAT IS ENTIRELY AVOIDABLE:

1. This is a personal opinion, but IMO launching a legacy character by killing off or humiliating the original character sets the legacy character up for failure. Who wants a legacy if the legacy is shitty?

2. Diversity as a form of performative guilt doesn’t work. Let’s scrap the word diversity entirely and replace it with authenticity and realism. This is not a new world. This is *the world.*

3. Never try to be the next whoever. Be the first and only you. People smell BS a mile away.

4. The direct market and the book market have diverged. Never the twain shall meet. We need to accept this and move on, and market accordingly.

5. Not for nothing, but there is a direct correlation between the quote unquote “diverse” Big 2 properties that have done well (Luke Cage, Black Panther, Ms Marvel, Batgirl) and properties that have A STRONG SENSE OF PLACE. It’s not “diversity” that draws those elusive untapped audiences, it’s *particularity.* This is a vital distinction nobody seems to make. This goes back to authenticity and realism.

AND FINALLY

On a practical level, this is not really a story about “diversity” at all. It’s a story about the rise of YA comics. If you look at it that way, the things that sell and don’t sell (AND THE MARKETS THEY SELL IN VS THE MARKETS THEY DON’T SELL IN) start to make a different kind of sense.

I was never really sure of anything. I mean I thought I was sure for a while. But then you came along… and you put it all in perspective for me. I don’t need to be sure of anything. And this isn’t the cheesy quote where I say “but I’m sure of her” because truth be told I’m not. I’m not sure we will be together in years, months from now. No I’m not, I wish I could say I was. But the only thing I am sure of, is I will wake up and I will try my hardest to win your heart over every god damn day of my life until otherwise. And I am not sure what that otherwise could be… but until otherwise, your heart is mine & my heart is yours. And that is one thing I am sure of.
—  Not too sure, but sure of you

i think a really important thing to note from this is that harry would always take the opportunity to uplift others rather than himself. From a direct quote, he said, “if i can kind of do as well as the other boys, that would be great.” the image so many people have about him is he’s this pretentious popstar who decided he would be better than his roots. Once you actually know what harry thinks, it becomes glaringly obvious that he is always grateful for everything he learned throughout his life so far. He always emphasizes the achievements of others rather than his own, and uses that to push him as all to be better. Harry is the kindest most grateful person i know and we really don’t deserve him.

quotes by my WFR instructor

“Skin: the original Gore-Tex.”
“By the end of this course, my goal is that you will all be geeky enough to carry gloves with you in your pockets at all time. Oh, Ship, you do? You’ve passed. Go home.”
“You don’t really need to know their actual body temperature to know if they have hypothermia. If they don’t try to stop you, they’re hypothermic.”
“You must always be careful moving them if you suspect a spinal injury. The good news is, if you paralyze them, they can’t punch you.”
“I am certified to choke babies.”
“I’m teaching you to beat babies and electrocute people.”
“You’re not legally supposed to do that, but it’s 2017, and Trump is president. You can do whatever you want, I guess.”

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Attention all Lena Luthor fans!

We have a little longer to go with this awful hiatus and the fandom is really in need of something constructive and happy right now.

What’s a great way to bring us all together? Our love for Lena Luthor!

Day 1 (April 17): When You Started Loving Lena
Day 2 (April 18):
Favorite Outfit/Look
Day 3 (April 19):
Favorite Headcanon/AU/Fics/Art/Videos (Recommend content or create your own!)
Day 4 (April 20):
Favorite Quote
Day 5 (April 21):
Most loved or wanted otp/brotp (SuperCorp? AgentCorp? Lena/Winn brotp? Whatever you like)
Day 6 (April 22): Favorite Scene or Episode
Day 7 (April 23):
Free Choice

Any posts that you would like to see reblogged here should be tagged as #lenaluthoraw and #lenaluthoredit

All positive contributions are welcome from all fans! For each day feel free to make text posts, photo sets, gif sets, fan videos, write fics, create playlists, or whatever you can think of to show your love for Lena during the week.

Spread the word! We can’t wait to see all of you amazing work!

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Except for the heart-shaped hole where the hope runs out

anonymous asked:

top 5 haikyuu fan videos?

I’m OBSESSED with fan made and crack videos, I’ve basically watched all youtube has to offer, but there are some classics that everyone should watch:

1. Oikawa Tooru - Gay or European? This is simply a piece of art and the most accurate haikyuu video I’ve ever seen. A MASTERPIECE from the beginning to the end, especially with Suga, Tsukki, Kenma and Iwa. I’ll never get tired of watching it. 

2. 50 Shades of Haikyuu. A remake of the Fifty Shades Of Grey trailer featuring Hinata as Anastasia and Kageyama as Mr. Grey. I go nut every time I see it it’s just perfect and way better than the original pls take my money and MAKE THIS HAPPEN

“What was he like?” “He was polite, intense, smart…Really intimidating.”

3. Mean Girls | Haikyuu!! Trailer. What happens when you put together Oikawa, Kuroo and Tsukki? This video is so well made I’ll literally make you fell of the chair believe me

“I’m sorry people are so jealous of me, but I can’t help it that I’m popular” is the most Kuroo quote EVER

4. Haikyuu!! Trailer - 10 Things I Hate About You. @haikyuuliberos​ made this and this is all you need to know about it. WATCH IT

5. Wiggle-Kuroo Tetsurou. If you feel like dying of the best death possible, watch this video of Kuroo dancing on heels. This is the reason why I don’t sleep at night tbh it’s….a spiritual experience

Hope you had fun with these and thank you for your message!

Ask me my top 5 things!

I have been sprawling on the floor the whole night. Every chance that I got to sleep, I dreamt of him. I know my depression is full force. I felt like I was looking for water in desert. I was parched and empty. In my dreams, I have held a gun to my head a million times. I wanted to escape this whole situation. I wanted to escape from him. I really need to save myself. I already knew the cure but it’s not gonna be an easy walk. I cannot give up trying to fix myself. So here on out, I wish you all the best. I pray you stay loyal to the ones you love because this world could be full of heartbreakers, you don’t have to become one as well.
—  kissmylime
7 times they noticed. (1/7)

(bc I need to make up for the langst I posted last night so here’s so comfort and a little bit of hurt. This is just Shiro’s, the other ones will be up soon. The only warning is a depiction of a panic attack.)


1. Lance winced as Shiro cut into him with words like he was expertly wielding Keith’s bayard. He would’ve found it funny how dad-like he was being, except: a) probably would cause Shiro to bail him out more, and b) it wasn’t very funny at all.

“Don’t you see how childish you’re being! This isn’t just serious, this is a matter of life or death, and your antics cannot get in the way. At the end of the day, do you want to be responsible for someone’s death?” The question sent a wave of nausea through Lance, and he was almost pulled off his feet by a wave of static that clouded his mind as something inside his chest burst. He grabbed his chest in alarm. His breathing was quickening. His chest was on fire. Oh god. Oh god. He curled inwards. Trying to protect himself.

“…” He tried to speak but no words came out, just harsh breaths as he lent against the wall, staring upwards through tears at Shiro who was frozen in fear.

“…Lance? Oh. Um… fuck.” If Lance was in any state of mind, he would have never let Shiro go for swearing in front of him, but as it was, it made Lance’s breath speed up. Shiro approached him like he would a possible hostile alien, slowly and with his hands outstretched. “Okay, Lance, if you can, put your arms around me and follow my breaths. Is that okay?” His voice was low and non-threatening, and in response Lance nodded slowly. His hands shaking as Shiro sat next to him, putting his hand on Lance’s arm. Shiro started taking audible, slow breaths. Lance winced as this effort made his breathing uneven, alternating from barely controlled slow breaths to shaky shallow ones.

“Thanks.” He choked out. Shiro shook his head.

“Don’t talk, just focus on the breathing.” Lance had enough humour to roll his eyes at him, and melodramatically breathed in and breathed out, causing Shiro to laugh, before his smile melted into a concerned frown.  “I’m so sorry Lance.”

“Don’t be. You’re right, of course.” Lance looked down, not willing to meet Shiro’s eyes.

“Just because you were goofing off doesn’t mean I should have said that. It was way out of line. I just –” Shiro trailed off.

“I’m scared too.” Lance responded quietly. “I know. I know that this is a life-or-death thing, but I just can’t think about it. I’m not like you, or Keith, or Allura. I have to distract myself. If I think about for one second someone else dying on my account I just –” Lance’s breath started to quicken again, and Shiro stopped him, beginning the audible intakes and exhales of breath once more. Lance found his voice again. “You’re good at that. Unsurprisingly.”

“Well, thank Coran actually.” Shiro smiled as Lance scoffed. “No really, apparently they’re quite common for Alteans as well as humans. I still get them occasionally, but they were really bad when, you know…” Shiro trailed off before gathering his thoughts once more. “Listen. Are you alright?”

Lance laughed nervously.

“Yeah, of course buddy, don’t worry about it.” He patted Shiro’s arm, got up from the ground and started to walk away when he felt Shiro’s metal arm on his shoulder.

“Really. We all deal with trauma differently, and I’m worried. These coping mechanisms are all fine and good until they start hurting you and other people.” Shiro was staring down at him and Lance shrunk under his worry. Of course Shiro was worried about the others.

“I’m really sorry I’ve been a pain.” He laughed, rubbing the back of his head in a mockery of sheepishness. “I’ve been distracted but don’t worry, to quote our lord Efron, I’ll get my head in the game.” Shiro’s frown did not disappear. “Seriously, dude, don’t worry.” Lance smiled.

“Just, if you need to talk, please do. Whatever problems you have are important, not just for the team’s performance, but for your health as well. Okay? And if you can’t talk to me, talk to Hunk, or Pidge, or even Keith.” Shiro insisted, gesturing emphatically as Lance rolled his eyes. “Please.”

Lance’s face softened, his mask melting away.

“I’m just so scared. What if I never see my family again?” His already tear-filled eyes began brimming once more. “And I’m so scared that I’ll mess up everything, I mean, how the hell can I compare to you guys? Keith’s an amazing combatant, Coran and Allura are the best at strategies, you’re a great leader, Hunk’s an awesome engineer, and Pidge is just a genius!” Shiro stared at Lance as tears spilled down his cheeks.

“I’m so sorry I didn’t notice.” He pulled his hands over his face. “God, and I’m supposed to be the leader.” Shiro straightened up, looking at Lance. “I can’t express how sorry I am. I forget, I suppose, that you’re children. But know we’re all terrified; and know that we couldn’t do it without you. Because your joking does help, Lance, it breaks the mood and reminds us why we’re fighting - for our humanity. You’re important.”

Lance stood in shock. He wiped the tears off his face.

“Gosh Shiro, you’re such an old man!” He started laughing.

Shiro crossed his arms and stared at Lance. His frown didn’t reach his eyes.

“Come on you youngin, we’ve got training to do.” He walked out of the room, shaking his head. Lance smiled. Maybe things were alright, even if he was just saying it to pacify him. Still. It counted.

perhaps.


Read the other parts:

(nb as of 6/4/17: Hunk is up (along with the Shiro and Pidge ones) others will follow! Edited to flow better, thanks to the anon who mentioned it.)

(nb as of 7/4/17: Coran is up!)

(17/4/17: Allura is posted!)

(this is platonic btw please do not tag as shance or anything similar.)

team voltron as quotes from people at my school

hunk (refuting hard determinism): naruto told me i can change my destiny, though

pidge: i think the book title “don’t let the pigeon drive the bus” is really descriptive of my personality

lance: it’s 2017, who cares if you’re not wearing pants in a picture?

keith: since i’m a minor, if i kill someone, will i go to jail?

shiro: for 3 years in a row, i have won the Styrofoam Cup, which is the award they give you when you have the most trash

allura: we all have an instinct to survive. you need to overcome it

coran: you can’t use hess’s law, y'ain’t got the experimental data

bonus:
lotor: well actually, the word feminism is obsolete because there are lots of genders people can self identify with now besides male and female, for example, cisgender

5000k follower special!!!

So I am SO shocked and honored that 5000 people have decided that you liked my blog enough to follow me, and I wanted to do something to show how much I love you!!

What I decided I would do is a fic giveaway!  So here’s everything you need to know:

How to enter

  • You must be following this blog.  Idrc if you just start following me for the give away, but if you win and you’re not following, I’ll pick someone else
  • Every reblog counts as one entry.  You can reblog this post as many times that you want, but try not to spam your followers too much lol
  • Likes count too!!

Info

  • It will take me a little while to finish the fics, so don’t pressure me too much.  I promise I’ll get them all done
  • There will be three winners
  • I’ll be using a random selection generator to pick the winner so it’ll be as fair as possible ^^
  • THE WINNERS WILL BE DECIDED ON APRIL 22ND, IN TWO WEEKS!!

Rules for the fic

  • I will not do smut of any sort
  • I also won’t do anything related to cheating/abuse/rape/anything potentially triggering
  • I’ll write for any genre, but I don’t have a lot of experience in angst or hurt/comfort
  • I’m willing to write for all the characters, but just know that outside of the RFA + V they might not be super in character, but I’ll try my best
  • It can be for a ship from the game (polyships highly encouraged) or x reader/x OC!
  • AU’s are also highly encouraged
  • No matter what, if your request makes me uncomfortable in any way, or even if I feel like I wouldn’t be able to write it, then I can tell you to think of something different.

Winner #1

  1. A fic somewhere between 5k-10k words, multi chapter if you want

Winner #2

  • A 2.5k-5k fic, again, multi chapter if you want

Winner #3

  • 1k-2k fic, probably a single chapter, but I guess multi chapter if you want really short chapters lol

(The length of your fic will depend on how much I can get out of your prompt)

And that’s all!! Again, thank you so much for following, and may the odds be ever in your favor :D

I’m giving tumblr a break for a while. We’ve created enough content to keep this blog pumping positivity for the next 3-6 months.

I must apologise though. I completely ruined and jeopardised this blog and stopped posting quotes for two years straight, and instead used this platform as a daily diary for my frustration while I endured an emotional abusive relationship. I was completely lost. My soul was so drained and tired. I don’t know how the fuck I got there but I’m not there anymore. I’ve deleted all of my negative posts because I’m not in that space anymore. I’m slowly getting back to the old Meg.

This used to be a positive space. 1.5 million people still follow but hardly any of you guys engage. My activity bar is a straight line lol this blog is dead fam!

I want to turn this blog around and make it a happy space again. A space that promotes positive energy, well-being, cannabis awareness and consciousness. Plus I wanna be happy too. So the best thing I can do is just start over.

Thank you though, to the people who noticed a difference in my energy and hit me up throughout, sending me positive messages and love. You guys are the best!

I’m still gonna be on tumblr, because I literally love my mutuals but I’m going to limit my scrolling to an hour a night and start reducing my time on social media in general. I wanna live in the moment again and be carefree and shit. I reach for my phone subconsciously all the time, I feel like a robot. Plus coming off social media is the last thing I need to do to completely move forward from that bad relationship. Lurking is self harm and tbh I don’t care anymore.

Anyway, I’ve found some really beautiful writers and we’ve created thousands of new picture quotes to inspire you all throughout this beautiful season.

Stay safe.

💛
I think.. I think i fell in love with you, i fell in love with you the same way i fell in love with the sky. It’s all about discovering what’s behind it. I fell in love with the beauty of your soul. I think i just fell in love with love itself, i fell fucking hard. Just had that in mind. I’m sorry i guess i’m just in need of love, because really i don’t know anything about it. Sorry what I just said made no sense.
—  by an anon
Fake Chats #136
  • Seokjin: one kid...
  • Taehyung: present and accounted for!
  • Seokjin: two kids...
  • Jimin: Tae, have you seen my- that's my phone!
  • Seokjin: old kid...
  • Hoseok: I can't find my left shoe.
  • Seokjin: not kid...
  • Yoongi: it's right here, you idiot. And here's your scarf.
  • Seokjin: red kid...
  • Jungkook: Jimin-hyung, I'm borrowing your beanie, 'kay?
  • Seokjin: blue kid...
  • Namjoon: another phone case lost, bother.
  • Seokjin: and that's all the kids. Is everyone ready?
  • Taehyung: *earbuds already in*
  • Jimin: *Jungkook already secured*
  • Hoseok: *fussing with scarf*
  • Yoongi: *already half-asleep*
  • Jungkook: *fully attached to Jimin*
  • Namjoon: what about you, hyung? You should wear a warm coat. And a hat, too, so your ears aren't cold.
  • Seokjin: Joonie, shoes?
  • Namjoon: ah, right.
  • Seokjin: you'd all be dead without me.
  • Namjoon: I'm sure Yoongi-hyung is capable enough-, I mean, yeah, no, we really need you. Those ungrateful kids, too.
  • Seokjin: nice save.
I don’t know what you look like yet. It seems that I don’t know much nowadays. I do know one thing though. I will meet you some day. Maybe you’re blonde with blue eyes, maybe you enjoy late afternoon walks with a quiet complexion to add to the sunset. Maybe you’re into science and believe that faith just means there’s something to look forward to. Maybe you’re into philosophy and the line between male and female is just too damn blurred for you. I’m already intoxicated by you and I have not met you. Maybe you’re super shy and laughing obnoxiously is your way to counter your acute social anxiety. I get it. I do, I do. Maybe you’ve been kissed by the sun for too long and your hair isn’t too long, it’s okay. There’s only more to love. Maybe you’re just like me and your eyes like to chill out, maybe the sun rises just to dip back into your skin. Maybe you’re a drinker, maybe you’re a smoker. I’ll drive you home. I’ll smoke one with you. Maybe you’re drug free and have never smoked. I won’t smoke around you. I might just quit. Maybe you’re an avid book reader with a knack to find the best love quotes– maybe you’re a writer. Poetry and prose likes to slip pills into my drink, don’t worry– I’ll be sober enough to kiss you goodnight. Maybe you’re an artist, Van Gogh didn’t really eat yellow paint and the Mona Lisa is just a reminder that we all need to smile more. Maybe you’re way into science fiction movies, I’ll watch all of the cheesy alien movies with you. Maybe you’ve got a few scars from late nights of self pity and regret– don’t worry, I have those too. Maybe you’re a firm believer that we’re an invasive species and artificial intelligence will end us some day– even if a zombie apocalypse happens, I’ll be sure to leave a poem in your back pocket for safe keeping. Maybe you’re infertile and we’ll never be able to name babies, it’s okay. We’ll adopt. There’s always another option. Cats work too. How about a husky with blue eyes? Maybe you’re religious. I’m not atheist, but there is something out there. Maybe your dad was a drunk and your mother couldn’t cope, maybe you’re not perfect– so what? I’ll accept you. We’ll pull through. It’s okay to have flaws, it just makes us more human than the next. Maybe you’re already in love with someone else, maybe you’re never really going to be mine. Hell, I’d be your best friend. We can talk every now and again. I’ll be fine with that. Maybe you’re into music more than I am, maybe that’s not possible, but if it is– we’re going to get along just fine. As a matter of fact, the more open minded, the more difficult– the more you make me chase after you, the better. Maybe you’re into the same things, maybe you’re my complete opposite. Maybe we’ll never meet until I’m all out of my prime and you’re all out of fire. Maybe we’ll spend a decade in Rome and understand why love has a place anywhere. Maybe you’re lonely too. Maybe midnight walks near downtown city lights are your favorite. Maybe you’re lost. Maybe you’re tired of this fast lifestyle. Maybe we’re both upset about the same thing at this very moment. Maybe you’re finding yourself too. Maybe you’ve been through some pain, maybe you’re drinking it off. You’re probably high right now too. Writing the same poem and dying inside with just the right amount of ow. Maybe you’re not into sex, maybe you’re sexually active. Maybe catching you inside of a bookstore is more likely than finding you in a club. Maybe your favorite element is fire, maybe you’re passionate about everything. That youthful inner flame that just won’t go out. Maybe someone did that to you too. Maybe it never died down. Maybe you’re still burning to find that same feeling with a different person. Maybe forehead kisses are your favorite because he didn’t kiss you enough to make you feel safe. Maybe he was mean to you, or maybe she was. Maybe you’re way out of my league and I’m just bullshitting around to see if I can make you laugh. Maybe you’re reading this right now, if you are then I have something to tell you.
—  I can’t wait to meet you.

Time and again we all get disappointed with our spouses, our parents and our children. They don’t understand, they don’t always reciprocate our love or hurt us with words. David was betrayed by His son, despised by his wife Michal , almost stoned by his friends and he himself committed adultery. But he knew the perfect love of his God. “Your love is better than life, my lips will glorify You.” (Psalm. 63:3) . But you see, we are all flawed people. None of us can really love perfectly. Only God can. He is love. His love alone can completely satisfy our every need.

Beauty And The Buck

Requested by: Anonymous
(Here are the specifics)

Pairing: Reader x Bucky
Word Count: 1.7K
Warnings: Angst, fluff, swearing

A/N: Sorry this took so long to write and post!

“What’re you watching?” you jump as the gruff voice sounds through the dark living room. Your heart begins to race before you even turn around to confirm who was standing behind the couch. It was Bucky, you would know that voice anywhere.

Glancing over your shoulder, you give the super soldier a small smile, “Tangled,” you inform him, “I’d ask you to join but it’s almost done,” you curse yourself, watching a movie with Bucky would be a perfect way to get to know your crush better,

“It’s really good quality,” Bucky keeps his eyes locked on the huge tv, while you keep your eyes locked on him. It was dark in the lounge room, the only source of light coming from the tv, but you can see that he’s tired; bloodshot eyes and dark circles giving it away.

Keep reading

People Can Change

Summary: Y/N is a nerd about to graduate from high school. Dean is her best friend’s older brother who is always with Sam. Together the two of them fight like cats and dogs, but is it hatred causing it or is it love?

Characters: Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester, Jessica Moore, Bobby Singer, Reader

Pairings: Dean Winchester x Chubby!Reader, Sam Winchester x Jessica Moore

Warnings: NSFW, smut, self doubt about weight, language

Word Count: 4,687

Request: Do you think you could write me a fanfic where its Dean x Reader but they’re both in high school and the reader is this adorable chubby lil nerd and Dean is a bad boy who used to tease her but they both really like each other and it ends up in smut of fluff please and thank you! Love the writing and keep doing’ you!- Anonymous

A/N: This is my submission for @dancingalone21 Lau’s AU Funny Quote Challenge. My quote was “I say we get drunk and shoot crap.” I hope y’all enjoy I loved writing this because I’m a chubby nerd like the reader. Feedback is always welcomed!

Originally posted by life-of-a-plaidchester

The bell for the end of the day chimed, and all of your classmates started packing their things up. Mr Singer, your teacher yelled out to everyone that they needed to bring their homework in on Monday or they’d receive no credit. As everyone else rushed to get out of the class, you took your time packing your things up before walking to the from of the class.

“Mr. Singer, here’s my homework.” He looked up at you with a smile on his face as he took it from you. “I just figured I would give it to you now.”

“My star pupil, thank Y/N I’ll be sure to get this graded and back to you by Monday.”

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Right now, it’s just me and you. We’re all stressed, overwhelmed, feeling anxious about things and especially because we spend so much time on the Internet. We’re having all of these conversations in our mind, especially when you’re thinking about oh, drama happening in school, on Facebook, or oh, drama happening with my favourite fandom on Twitter or oh, I saw this argument. There’s just a lot of noise in your head, we are reading all of these imaginary conversations from the Internet. And before the Internet, I don’t think this happened, because people had real human interactions or watched TV but now because so much of our communication is reading text and voices in our heads, we have this constant noise in our minds and meditating is something very good where you take a moment to just be quiet. Still. Close your eyes. Focus on your breathing. Try as hard as possible to empty your mind of all that shouting, of all the imagining, of all the people typing, and talking on the Internet. Like forget what’s trending. Forget what is the thing that’s happening that you need to talk about because everyone is talking about it. And just be like ‘it’s just me, I’m alone, there’s nobody in my head’. Try to connect to the physical world, if there’s no one in the same room as you, then be like 'I’m just a person, alone in a room’. Think about what you’re touching, what’s touching you. Just breathe in and out. And if you do that for like ten minutes you’ll be like way more relaxed and stuff. It’s something I should do more often but I don’t, so I just freak out all the time.
— 

@danisnotonfire during his live show on the 14th of March 2017

Quotes from Dan (37/?)

An introduction to mediation with Dan. I really need to get back into doing this stuff because I also freak out all the time.