but you put the a in awesome

anonymous asked:

I just wanted to say that I'm a huge fan of bee and puppycat! I've been watching it ever since it started, and the series really means a lot to me. I appreciate it a lot! Thank you guys for putting so much effort into it!!!

That is awesome! Thank you for the love! You and your enthusiasm are what keep us working hard!

anonymous asked:

What do you think of people clayifying your hair, Leah? :)

I feel blessed that people find my hair cute enough to put their own style in it. I like to see all the various styles people can put into one hairstyle.
I am not a fan of the clay hair, I prefer alphas, but I really enjoy seeing all modification people create, cause they’re awesome.

anonymous asked:

You might want to go to Tanahashi's twitter feed. He just put up some new pics of himself that are awesomely silly. You will not be disappointed. Every day you ask yourself if you can love him more, and today the answer is definitely yes.


Someone, probably: “Why isn’t he wearing a shirt?”


psa: i’m a ship whore but i’ll never aggress a ship because that’s not right to do and i am 100% okay with non-shippy threads but i hope you guys understand that i do get really excited about ships because finding a muse who also really likes my muse is kind of an awesome thing to experience.

that being said, the same goes for my muse’s friends, because if you can put up with my muse then??? tysm???? because it’s not easy to get along with them lmao

Vanish in the Dark Pt 3

Pairings: None at the moment(Still got nothing.)

Warnings: Maybe language

Word Count: 1300+

Summary: Assassin’s Creed AU and Marvel AU crossover.  The Brotherhood has spent years hiding in the shadows keeping the Templars in line as the years pass on. When the Templars company Abstergo Industries strikes up a deal with Hydra, things have to change. The Brotherhood decides to step out of the shadows, reaching out for the help of the Avengers. What could go wrong?

A/N: Oh. My. God. You guys are awesome! I hit 100 followers and I’ve not even been here a full month. As a thank you I’m putting out two parts tonight. It’s not because I’m less than excited about this part. I hope you guys enjoy! And thank you so much for reading! Also liking and rebblogging also helps me know if i should keep going. Thank you guys!  ❤️

Once again, the gif is not mine, credit to the owner.

Originally posted by bateribageti

*Part Two* | *Part Four*

Wanda stared out the window in front her, watching the trees and scattered home passed by. Her thoughts were elsewhere, running through all the information she had been given in such a short time. Like the others, she was uneasy about the entire thing. She had heard and felt nothing last night that was out of the ordinary. Just as F.R.I.D.A.Y. had said there was a blip. Absolutely nothing. She didn’t like how easily they were breached and when tony spoke of how they were going to meet the people who broke into their home with ease, Wanda knew she needed to go. There were several questions she needed answered. Her home was no longer safe, and that wasn’t okay.

Bucky gave her a briefing over what they knew what was going down as they walked out of the compound to the waiting vehicles. Steve and Tony were bickering amongst themselves, but it was decided by Natasha who would go with who. Tony, Sam and Natasha would take the lead car, while Steve, Bucky and Wanda took the rear.

Tony refused to sit in the same car filled with six people, two of which were massive as it was, for four hours. And since Natasha and Wanda both knew they would be the lucky ones seated beside one of the walking furnaces, both were grateful for Tony’s stubbornness. As Wanda buckled in to her seat, Bucky continued with explaining things, passing her a tablet filled with more detail than he could give. He told her of this supposed Brotherhood, while Steve continuously barked at Tony through their cars com links to slow down. Wanda would have been amused, but as she sat back in the seat and read over the files of information, she couldn’t seem to find it in her at the moment.

Two hours later, she was still struggling to put it all together. Wanda sighed, facing the seat in front of her, catching Steve’s attention. He looked at her through the rear view mirror, his eyes crinkling as he smiled gently at her. She smiled back, but said nothing as she stared down at her hands.

A sudden shout, echoing through her thoughts caused her to nearly fly out of her skin, shattering her temporary calm. It was so loud, and so clear! As if it was right there in the car. The voice shouted again, this time, she knew just where it was coming from. Wanda whipped her head around to the right, to stare at the owner of the voice. A rider- a woman, dressed in head to toe with black, the helmet tinted pitch black as well. Wanda might not have found it odd if the woman hadn’t just found a way through her mental barriers. The woman still faced forward, her bike having no problem keeping up with the car. The woman acted as though she had done nothing, but was instead simply trying to pass. Wanda would have turned away to ignore the voice, maybe the woman was scared they were going miss seeing her drive up. That thought left her when the woman on the bike turned to briefly to return the stare, giving Wanda a two-fingered salute.

Wanda sucked in air, sitting straighter in her seat. The biker turned her gaze away, returning to the road. Wanda jumped when she felt a slight tap on her mental barrier, gentle at first. Wanda hesitated to drop her barrier, to let the woman in. She had no idea who this woman was, or what she wanted, only that she was doing something Wanda had never felt before. The tap returned, only turning into steady light knocks. There was a rhythm to it, familiar in the back of her mind. Wait a minute, Wanda thought, that’s the theme to The Adam’s Family. Now Wanda was more than confused, and slightly intrigued. Opening her mind, Wanda allowed the insistent woman in.  

“About time.” The woman muttered. He voice was low and husky, a bit of amusement beneath her tone. “I’ve been told to send you a message. Just sit back and watch, don’t do anything stupid. At least not yet. What happens will happen; There’s nothing that can keep it from being so.”

“Wanda?” Steve asked over his shoulder. He had seen her tense in the back seat, caught her swing around to face the window. Both Bucky and Steve hadn’t missed the motorcycle that was keeping constant to the car, neither knowing what the person wanted. Wanda’s mouth opened, but she struggled to find the words. Wanda had no time to voice her shock; the woman started speaking again.

“Wear your civvies the day of, try to keep a low profile. I know it’s hard for you people to do that, but you must try to not be the heroes that you are for one afternoon. This is what must be done. And to end on one more terrible cliché; don’t try and find us. You would waste your time, and we’ll only show ourselves once it’s done.”

Wanda blinked slowly, her mind trying to keep up with everything. She tried to push for more information, pushing further into the woman’s mind. But she was met with steel doors and thick walls. Nothing she did could bring out any more information than the woman was giving her. It was as if the woman knew how to block a telepath. The woman giggled when she caught that thought from Wanda. Wanda retreated, her eyes going impossibly wider. How was this possible?

Steve and Bucky both turned to the right, Steve’s fingers tightening on the steering wheel while Bucky gripped a hand around his gun. They had little time to figure what to do however. The woman on the bike gave a small nod, a nod that Wanda slowly returned, before the mysterious woman gave the bike gas. She shot off, passing the SUV with Tony and the others, disappearing over the horizon. Steve made a move to go after, his hand reaching down slam the com link back on. He had turned it off an hour back when the three in car in front started singing off key Sinatra songs to ‘get rid of tension.’ Just as he about hit the button, Wanda’s hand shot out, gripping his forearm tightly.

“No! Don’t!” Steve shot a glare at her over his shoulder, a brow raised. He didn’t have a chance to ask why the hell not. A low static followed by a click came from the speakers brought their attention away from another.

“Cap, what the hell was that?!” Tony quipped. All three of them in the leading SUV jumped when the bike flew by, and were equally confused when Steve’s SUV swerved to follow behind. Natasha had caught the bike out of the corner of her, like all the others, but was a bit surprised when nothing came of it. Or so she thought

Steve grunted, moving the car back behind Tony’s. He had to grit his teeth from ripping into Wanda, it was clear who that person was. For him to be told that they shouldn’t follow behind only irritated him more.

“I’m not sure, you’ll have to ask Wanda.” He bit out. Bucky reached over, clapping a hand on Steve’s shoulder. Steve shot him a look, but caught on to what Bucky was telling him. Steve took a deep breath, trying to relax. His white grip on the steering wheel loosened, and his shoulders slumped. He knew he was being ridiculous, but he was just as worked up about this as everyone else. His home was broken into, his sanctuary defiled. That woman on the bike must have been it, and she was just let free.

“I know Steve. I’m just as upset as you are.” Wanda spoke gently. She moved to the center seat, running the pads of her fingers along the back of his arm. Her touch was light, and soothing. Steve wasn’t much for contact, but she found that this calmed him quicker than everything else. Steve nodded, motioning her to tell them what she knew. Wanda took in a shuddering breath, and relayed the message. As if things couldn’t already be more complicated as it was.

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anonymous asked:

I love Wynnona Earp! I hope you enjoy it! I can't wait for season 2!!!!!

It’s so good! You could start watching season 2 here, if you’re interested in that sort of thing. The first link on each episode works best. Allegedly.

Also it got renewed for season 3, idk if you heard that yet but it’s awesome!

Facing the Task at Hand

Pairing: Jo x Reader, Dean, Sam, John, Bobby, Ellen , Jo, Cas, Reader, Meg, Gabriel, Crowley, Lucifer, Ruby, Gordon
Word count: 2,948
A/N: Thank you to the awesome @gloria1097 for the above pictures :)

Part 3 of Taking Azeroth by Storm


When Allison said that she would put them to work, she wasn’t lying. Gabriel was quickly put in charge of cleaning up tables after him running errands ended badly. Cas was the one who kept track of stock, Meg turned into security of sorts, and Dean ran errands now. Whatever was needed, he was to get it as fast as he could.

Their first week just about killed them. They were sore, missing the luxuries of home, worried about their friends and family, and realizing that they wouldn’t be home soon- if ever. Allison surprised them one morning by telling them they were off for the day. Dean stared at her, making her chuckle. “Ya want to work here forever?” She asked, one hand on the bar, the other on her hip. They all shook their heads. While they liked Allison, and were good at what they did, it was not a ‘rest of your life’ type deal. “Good. Here.” She handed a folded map to them. “I’ve marked different paths ya can take.”

Unfolding it, they each looked over the map. “What do you mean ‘paths’?” Cas asked before his blue eyes looked up at her.

“Ya can be hunters, taming the might beast.” That got Dean’s attention. “Ya can be priests, healing those who are wounded. There’s rogues, monks, warriors, and more.” Allison noted the look of excitement on their face. “Go on. Off with ya. Find out what ya can, and learn.”

Dean folded the map back up, giving her a smile that reached his eyes. “Thank you, for everything.” He told her.

She shrugged. “Don’t think you’re gettin’ away that easy. I still expect ya to be stayin’ here, workin’ when ya can.” Allison winked before motioning to the door, an amused look on her face.

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So, as promised, here’s my list of lesbian movies for all of our lovely followers and the people you want to share it with. I hope I haven’t forgotten any good ones, but if you feel like that is the case, feel free to add movies to the list! 

This is my gift for all of you, I hope you’ll like it ♥

/ Mod W

Tipping the Velvet 

  • based on the book by sarah waters (she has written many lesbian books!)
  • it’s a bbc adapatation
  • technically a mini series but i like to see it as three hours of lesbian content heaven
  • it’s about this girl who falls in love with an actress and she goes to see her at the theatre five billion times until the actress notices her (that’s just the first part, other things happen to the main so watch the rest for more lesbian content~)
  • the main character (nan astley/king) is like… my fave. i love her.
  • the book is very good too!!!
  • honestly i have so much love for this movie/book i get all giddy just thinking of it


  • lesbian gangster/mob movie do i need to say more???
  • the main actresses are cute af (one of them is a butch lesbian!)
  • it’s awesome and very cool
  • (gonna trigger warn for use of lesbophobic slurs used by some characters/some lesbophobic violence)

Below Her Mouth

  • meh plot with amazing sex scenes basically?
  • a lot of sex scenes
  • i mean it like half the movie is graphic sex so if ur uncomfortable with that you probably shouldn’t watch it lol
  • all female cast
  • willa from wynonna earp!

The Handmaiden

  • also based on a book by sarah waters (called Fingersmith, there’s a bbc adaptation of it too which you should totally check out as well)
  • good quality movie right there
  • (putting a trigger warning here for sexual and psychological abuse and abuse in general)

Kyss Mig

  • one of few good swedish movies
  • basically about two step-sisters who fall in love (they’re not actually related i promise)

But I’m a Cheerleader

  • baby natasha lyonne is in this one! also i have a crush on clea duvall in this movie lol
  • a very cute love story tbh
  • good aesthetic
  • you’ve probably heard of it before but idc cause it’s great
  • (it’s like a satire of conversion therapy so if that’s something you can’t watch i don’t recommend this movie for you in particular)

If These Walls Could Talk 2 

  • a bunch of famous actresses (like chloë sevigny, michelle williams, natasha lyonne, ellen degeneres, etc. etc.)
  • divided in three segments from three different periods in time
  • one segment is set during the feminist movement in the 70s and features chloë sevigny as a butch lesbian with a motorcycle do i even need to say more??

Anatomy of a Love Seen

  • this is about two actresses who were a couple when they shot a movie together and now they have to go back and re-shoot some love scenes but they’re not a couple anymore and it’s sad af
  • i have basically never seen this movie in any rec lists but it’s actually one of my faves and i cry so much to this movie tbh

Saving Face

  • this is a good one
  • also pretty funny tbh!
  • it’s about a doctor who falls in love with a dancer and the doctor’s relationship with her conservative mom
  • it’s kind of rom-comish

Lost and Delirious

  • warning: very sad like super sad?
  • it’s about a girl who goes to a boarding school and so happens to become roommates with a lesbian couple
  • teen angst squared and multiplied with gay panic

The Incredibly True Adventure of Two Girls In Love

  • you may have heard of this one but if you haven’t it’s time you watch it
  • that woman who plays tina on the l word is a butch-ish girl in this one
  • VERY CUTE and chill
  • every time i watch this it feels like this movie is the director’s BABY like it seems like she cares about this story so much and it makes the movie feel so genuine and lovely
  • i want every baby lesbian to watch this, please, it’s my gift to you.


  • you may have heard of this one too but if you haven’t seen it yet it’s definitely worth a watch!
  • lesbian spies!
  • the heroine falls in love with the villain (that enemies to lovers trope tho!!)

Desert Hearts

  • old but good!
  • i feel like this movie is on most of these long rec lists but people probably don’t watch it cause it’s old but it is actually pretty good!
  • your classic “oops i thought i was straight but that woman is hot” story

Margarita With a Straw

  • indian girl figures out she’s bi when she goes to uni in new york and meets a lesbian girl
  • cute, funny, sad, it has everything tbh
  • The Hours (actually one of my all-time favorite movies/books!)
  • The Intervention
  • The Kids Are All Right
  • The Children’s Hour
  • Elena Undone
  • Fucking Åmål 
top 10 phan moments that make me wanna rip my heart out

yeah, just ten moments among hundreds, let it be part one or something. tell me what i’ve missed because i want more suffering in my life.

10) mind control.

i mean, i appreciate the subtlety. i crave those tiny moments that you only notice when someone points them out to you. but this! you can’t miss this one, this moment is shoved down our throats. this is so “i’m allowed to do that to you, to be in your personal space, and gaze into your eyes for no reason, just because i want to”. and phil’s face in that moment, so much joy and mischief, he claps his hands and gazes back.

9) chest touch.

drama queen howell strikes again, it hurts to rewatch it srsly, why is he so extra? but what is phil doing ladies and gents? he slaps his chest in the weirdest way possible, he brushes it, it’s like he wants to shove him but reassuringly and the movement happens so fast you have to pause for a second to comprehend it. that sweet gentle boy is so fond of dan’s unnecessary commentary and yeah, it completely distracts us from what dan is saying at that moment.

8) feel my heartbeat.

was that necessary, really? like, i don’t ask my friends to feel my heartbeat when i’m scared, that was such a “horror movie at first date” bullshit, that’s not what people do?? and when dan does feel that beautiful hummingbird heart, phil just covers his hand with his own palm because yes, you gotta feel it very close, no air between your hand and my chest. dan immediately looks into the camera to show us that yeah, i know you’re there, nothing strange, and makes a comment about phil dying. wow.

7) phil the delivery man.

i don’t know what to say. it’s so simple but why does phil have to make such an act of bringing dan his charger, why does he talk in that stupid voice?? they have a banter, and then phil FIXES DAN’S CHARGER FOR HIM, like what?? who asked you to do that? where’s my IT guy au (literally, he’s got glasses, look at him). and before he leaves he plays the piano that nerd, what an attention seeker, and then bows!! is he tipsy? did he have a pre-liveshow orgasm or something? dan laughs fondly and it’s all i need in the world.

6) child beer.

what’s happening and does it even matter. phil’s hiding on the floor, but why? to surprise us? eh whatever. so he’s got that magical japanese powdery stuff and he wants dan to taste it. the biggest problem for me here, ahem, i mean the thing that just kills me every time is that phil spends the whole time (eight minutes) on his knees and he looks so cute when he makes that beer, holds it close to the camera, and then lets the foam sit so dan can have the ultimate child beer experience.

it reminds me of that hot chocolate video, where he does something so trivial but he’s so gentle and loving about it. i still don’t understand why they didn’t do a simple taste test like bros, but phil had to make it for dan, he wanted to see his reaction. and then he tries it as well, touches the glass rim with his lips at the same place where dan’s mouth just was (gross).

and i just can’t ignore how that boy sneaks past dan’s room after that, he’s playful, he stops to say that he googled something and dan was wrong, and domesticity, i wanna die.

5) sleeping phil on tour.

i kinda wanna talk about the angle here because i don’t understand how it was filmed (camera is pretty static, dan’s hand reaches from the side, not behind), but i don’t know if it matters here. what matters is how gentle dan is. of course, he starts with classic nose tickling, which is what “messing with a sleeping friend” usually implies, but then he frees one strand of phil’s hair and just lets it fall. wow, fantastic prank, dan.

and let’s separately discuss that pout/kiss phil does after he opens his eyes. i know you want a slow mo replay, so here we go:

that’s what i call “im gonna stay asleep but i love you”. where’s the nearest cliff so i can fling myself into abyss?

4) the look.

context what context. why did they keep it? why did they put it on fullscreen instead of hiding in the corner? two full-length looks dan, really?? you know what he looks like, why do you have to examine him like that in front of us you slut. and it just passes, without acknowledgment, they just turn back at us simultaneously and I’M STILL DEAD at that moment, i don’t care what happens next.

3) snoot. proot. (i just filmed you doing that)

i don’t even care what it was. something about piano sounds or whatever, but this video haunts me. THERE’S SO MUCH TO IT. first, phil is lying on dan’s bed (at least in the official version it’s dan’s, not mutual), just chilling?? and dan’s working i guess. so they are not actually doing something together but it’s a cozy evening, why would they spend it in different rooms? dan says something, idk, and phil replies “yeah” in that deep voice I SWEAR i haven’t heard from him before. dan makes the sounds again, like can you believe he’s an actual dork in real life, it’s not an act, he’s actually the weirdest boy alive, and he so obviously doesn’t know he’s being filmed. because when phil says “i just filmed you doing that you’re so weird”, he’s so delighted, he laughs at himself, he turns around, his hair is pushed back omg they are both so sleepy and i rejoice. i think this video gives us a rare but fantastic insight in their everyday life, phil must be keeping so much silly videos like that on his google drive and we never get to see them BUT SOMEHOW he posts this one, probably because dan is cute and he wants everyone to know it.

2) you loved it. you wanna do it more.

so, yes. you know this one. where do i even begin?? they play this dragon quiz and then 1) phil says “you loved it” in the strangest voice, like the voice we never hear from him, it’s deeper and quieter, he looks at dan even though dan’s not looking back; 2) dan is looking down as if he’s fiddling with an ipad or something, it’s almost a bts moment, something they would usually edit out. AND THEN THREE SECONDS OF SILENCE while dan kinda processes what’s going on and phil still looks at him expectantly. seductive as fuck. and now this quiet “alright”, i’m just… dan looks like he’s gotten the hint, so he’s a little embarrassed and they share the softest laugh. 

the thing is, we know how often phil makes sexual innuendos and dan always reacts the same way: he looks into the camera, he throws a witty comment in, he puts it on display to show us that there’s no intimacy in that moment. but not this time. i don’t understand why they didn’t edit it out. i just… don’t.

1) pantless liveshow
this is the ultimate. this is the weirdest and the most awesome thing these two gave me and i’m not even sure what can top that. the moment when phil decides to grab the humidifier and show us, he looks at the screen, says “one second” and stands up very awkwardly while dan turns the laptop away from him and makes the weirdest “how you doing” face. 

WHAT THE FUCK. did they think we were so used to them weirdos that we wouldn’t even notice that shit? but fuck, they do it again, they want to show us the spray and dan goes “should i go get it? you have to do phil’s corner”. like, i can’t function, i honestly can’t. AND THE WORST PART is when dan returns and we can see him covering his legs with a blanket just too fast like it’s not that cold boy come on.

i have no explanation and i have every explanation. i don’t deserve all this suffering.


Mind Chess Battle

I can’t even play proper chess game on a board. How the heck they remember all the positions on the chessboard?? Is this a normal thing for smart people??

Though I’m really impressed with people who are actually good at playing chess. Looks so damn cool and very…intellectual. *goes off to play chess with computer*

🌟Things to do with Unused Tarot or Oracle Decks 🌟

Originally posted by alyssafoote

Sometimes we don’t connect with our decks or hardly ever use them. Here are some ways to use those decks you don’t use!
🌟 Gift them! Someone who’s beginning divination or someone who enjoys a good tarot or oracle deck would love to have that deck, no doubt! It would be an awesome holiday gift or just a nice surprise for someone who appreciates divination!
🌟 Make art with them! You can put them in picture frames and hang them in your room, add them to your grimoire or book of shadows, make a collage, and whatever else you want! Tarot and oracle decks are beautiful and they can be great pieces of art.
🌟 Create a game with them! You can easily incorporate tarot and oracle cards into board games, playing card decks, and other games for something fun and new!
🌟 Use them in spells! Tarot and oracle cards are a great way to empower spells and you could even make them into charms!
🌟 Make a vision board! Use the cards on a poster or cork board to describe the future that you wish to have. Not only would it be gorgeous, but it’d remind you of who you strive to be!
🌟 Use the deck to create a thoughtform! Picking what cards you want, you can channel that energy and make a thoughtform who could help you in your craft.
🌟 Use the cards as offerings! Take what cards you want and lay them out on an altar or another place and offer those cards to a deity or whoever you want! It’d be a great and beautiful offering and I’m sure it’d be appreciated.
🌟 Use the deck to bring fruitful dreams! Take what cards you want and place them under your pillow to bring dreams that relate to those cards. This way, you don’t have to be too afraid of crumpling the cards and you can give a use to the deck!

I was inspired to make this character because this AU is awesome and I’m in love with it XD I tried to stick with drawing her in your type of art style because it’s too perfect ^u^“ since her name and species is in the photo I’ll put the other stuff here

Age: 26

Status: Not in a relationship

Occupation: Baker and Chef at her family’s diner “Uncle Flopsy’s” (the name of her great uncle who opened up a chain of diners)

Personality: Bubbly, friendly, caring, and gentle

Other: (The not so fun fact :( ) Her adopted son is named Terrance and is a 6 year old shy husky

And that’s all, again I love your AU, and I’m sorry to bother you >.< Have an awesome day!!

art by callmemassie

I’ve always been a huge fan of Spider-Man and growing up, I had countless Spider-Man costumes. Only two years ago did I go to a fancy dress party dressed as Spider-Man. I had this awesome morph suit where you can put your phone on your chest and spiders would crawl across the costume, it was awesome! He’s always been a big part of my life and a big part of a lot of boys’ lives, because everyone can kind of relate to him.

On Talent and Success

Over the last few months, I’ve been noticing something.

I’ve been seeing writers who are less talented than others find more success.

At the same time, I’ve become more aware of talented writers, smart writers, or passionate writers who sort of drift away.

Since I left high school, I’ve come in contact with a lot of people who dream of being writers. And over the years, I’ve seen many educated and intense aspiring authors … just stop pursuing. Sometimes these are people who have all the right personal qualities to succeed. They are sharp, driven, dedicated, passionate, and they have critical thinking skills. Sure, they may need more practice, but that comes with time. Perhaps, though, it is because they are so intense and critical, they stop believing they can succeed. They don’t think they can actually “make it.”

A few weeks ago, I was talking with a family member about the fact that we as human beings often (and sometimes unknowingly) limit ourselves and what we can accomplish. Mentally, almost silently, we think, I can’t do this, and in just believing that, we cut short our abilities. The mental energy we spend thinking about what we can’t do takes away from the mental energy we could use simply pursuing what we want or need to do.

What’s strange is that over time, I’ve seen people who appear to lack a skill or quality find more professional success than their peers. They might win an award. Get a steady readership. Make more professional sales than people of higher writing abilities. I don’t think this is because the world has gone all topsy-turvy. I think it’s because these people don’t limit themselves as much, in that way. Maybe they are blind to their weaknesses, or maybe they aren’t. Whatever the case, they don’t let those weaknesses hold them back. They don’t let fear of not being good enough hold them back.

Lately I’ve been thinking about people I’ve met, in college, in day-to-day life, wherever, and how some could be doing what they dreamed of doing, if they simply pursued it a bit more carefreely as some of the people I meet at writing conferences do. But they never gave themselves permission.

Of course, life happens, and priorities can happen. Everyone writes differently and every writing career is different. I’m not saying we need to run out of our houses and throw crappy first drafts out everywhere. I’m just saying give yourself the permission to jump in. For some, that might mean allowing yourself to begin taking writing seriously–to take yourself serious as a writer. For others it might mean finally submitting a story somewhere. For another, it might mean allowing yourself to self-publish. For someone else it might mean allowing yourself to write and enjoy writing.

On occasions, I have talked to instructors that say the most talented people are the ones who are hardest on themselves. And it makes sense. They have a strong eye for criticism. They expect a lot out of their work. They demand a lot of themselves. And they don’t settle. In contrast, the students who are less talented may be the ones who think they deserve the highest marks in the class. This seems backwards, but it’s often true. This second group ends up pursuing all kinds of avenues, because they believe they deserve it, or simply because they give themselves permission to. They are more likely to find success than the talented person who never submitted, published, or shared anything.

Years ago, a family member and I used to repeat this observation to each other. “Why is so-and-so a bad-a**? Because he thinks he’s a bad-a**.” The idea is that everyone who seems to act like they are awesome and cool are simply that way because they believe they are.

In some sense, that same principle can be applied to other areas. Why is that person a writer? Because she thinks she’s a writer. Why is that person successful? Because he think he’s successful. There are limits to how far this principle can extend, of course, and there are exceptions, but in some ways, following it is like starting on training wheels. It slashes down limits you’ve put on yourself. You are what you are because you believe you are.

Now success might not mean the same thing to everyone. Success to one person might be selling a lot of copies of her book. Success to another person might be being able to write full-time, regardless of exposure. It might be becoming the best current writer in that genre, even if the genre has a small readership, like weird west fiction.

Ideally, we become the best of both groups of students mentioned earlier. People in the first group may need to let themselves take a chance to pursue. People in the second group may need to sharpen their critical eye and dedication, because while they may already have found success, that success will have a ceiling based on their talent.

Whatever kind of writer you hope to be, whether it’s a bestselling, award-winning writer, or fierce fanfiction writer, decide today to give yourself permission to pursue success.

anonymous asked:

Reader waiting for her boyfriend Peter to get back from his first big mission with the avengers, she waits in his room but falls asleep bc he doesn't get back til like 2 in the morning. He gets back to his room and he's completely drained and exhausted but he sees her sleeping in his bed and it just makes him smile and he cuddles in beside her and it's just adorable

Peter limped down the hallway, his mask clutched in his hand and his suit draped over his shoulder. He was glad he’d listened to Bruce’s suggestion of keeping a change of clothes in the Quinjet, and gladder still that the clothes he’d left were his comfiest pyjamas.

As he entered the code to unlock his bedroom door, his thoughts turned to you, his girlfriend. Part of him had hoped you’d be waiting for him when he returned from his first mission, but the more rational part of him reasoned that it was two in the morning, and he couldn’t blame you for choosing sleep.

If he hadn’t turned the light on so he could see the drawer to put his suit in, he wouldn’t even have noticed you in his bed, sound asleep.

He smiled lovingly; you were snoring softly, a peaceful expression on your face as you unconsciously pulled the duvet closer to yourself. He pressed a kiss to your forehead, biting his lip as you smiled in your sleep and began to wake up.

“Pete?” you mumbled sleepily, your eyes fluttering open. “You’re back.”

“Hey,” he whispered, sitting on the side of his bed. “Sorry I’m so late.”

“’S okay,” you replied, sitting up and rubbing your eyes. “The mission went well?”

“It was awesome, Miss Romanoff said I was-,”

He stopped talking when he noticed you trying not to yawn, and he smiled slightly.

“I’ll tell you in the morning. You wanna sleep in here tonight? I missed you.”

You smiled softly, lying back down and opening your arms to him.

Peter climbed into bed beside you, resting his head on your collarbone as you wrapped your arms around him. He pressed a gentle kiss to the area between your shoulder and neck, and draped an arm over your belly.

“I missed you too,” you whispered, massaging his scalp slowly in the way you knew helped him fall asleep. “I was worried about you, out there without me.”

“I’m home,” he mumbled. “You don’t need to worry anymore.”

A small smile tugged at your lips, and you buried your face in his soft, chestnut hair.

“Good,” you whispered, closing your eyes and allowing yourself to fall asleep, content with the knowledge that Peter was home and safe in your arms.