feeling oh so great about myself

Oh hey Kiki! Nice to see you.

I’m actually excited to have an episode around her, she’s been a very unexplored character so far.

It’s important to give yourself a break once in a while. Then again I give myself time always and I never end up doing anything so I might not be the best person to talk about this.

Oh Jenny’s a runner? That’s really cool.

I have friends who LOVE running and they always talk about how good it feels, but I just.. don’t get it. I prefer swimming.

You know what the worst part about this is? 

Steven knows how fucking adorable he is. THis is another “great and loveable Peridot” moment.

I definitely know people like that.



“Oh man, I really love dancing. I think it’s a great way to let go and bounce around. Dancing was a great way to really get back on top of things in those days (‘97). The most difficult thing about quitting drugs is becoming 'normal’ again. Your mind and body are so used to the stuff that, when you are clean, you feel you are a boring, superficial and useless person. There was a period of nine months in which I had the feeling that I couldn’t express myself in a way that was really John Frusciante. The only way in which I could express myself was dancing. I had a pretty big living room and the whole day I was dancing to music that I liked, whether it was Black Sabbath, The Cure or something else, no dance music in any case. I almost literary translated the music and lyrics into visual things in a way that made sense to me. For about three months dancing was my main activity. And at the end of that period I was myself again. Then I was ready to quit everything: even smoking pot and drinking wine, 'cause I had started doing a lot of that again. I felt ready to try my best at leading a normal life.”

- John Frusciante

in a similar vein to the “fake it ‘til you make it” in my last reblog, here’s a good tip we all got during our first week of folk high school a few years ago:

when someone compliments you, tell them “thank you, I know”

“wow, your hair looks really nice today!”
“thank you, I know!”

“I love that art you made, it’s beautiful”
“thank you, I know”

“oh my god why have I never heard you sing before, your voice is great!”
“thank you, I know!”

it’s gonna feel weird and fake and shitty in the beginning but honestly it’s changed my life and made me feel so much better about myself. I stopped receiving every compliment with “eh I don’t know” and “nah it’s not actually that good” and started telling people “thank you, yes I’m really pleased!” or “thanks, I know! :D”, and I faked it for long enough for it to become real.

it’s not gonna work overnight, it took years for me and sometimes it still feels fake, but it’s helped so much!

anonymous asked:

a girl asked me out and we went on a date and it was great but i'm super self conscious and i'm struggling to comprehend the thought that a girl actually likes me romantically so i'm always worrying that she actually only likes me platonically and that the date wasn't real, even though i know it's not true. because of this i haven't told anyone at all about it and i'm usually not a secretive person, i just wish i could get over my insecurities and allow myself to happily embrace this.

Oh sweetheart, I’m so sorry – that’s so rough. Feeling secure and not second-guessing ourselves can be so, so, so difficult!!! But, learning to trust yourself – and to trust the words that are coming out of someone else’s mouth when they treat you right – is important, and something that I know you can do. I believe in you, darling: you are valid and real, and I’m rooting for you. I’m sending you so much love and support <3 <3 <3

anonymous asked:

The last chapter! Flooded me with Clint feelings! And Thor feelings! A few sentences and the desperate Thor trying to gasp anything that was left by his brother was before the eyes. And the end, omg, can't help to relate it to the Clintasha A+ parenting fic. Wow, pint-size Loki chased around New York, awwww

I’m so happy to finally post the end of this fic, I really am. Like I said last chapter: that ending has been planned for a long while, and I am so pleased with myself about it, like I feel a little guilty about how pleased I am. And everyone saying such nice things! Oh my god, y’all are great. 

Clint feelings and Thor feelings, that’s what this chapter was supposed to give. :D

You know, people keep saying that! And it was not my intention - in my head the A+ Parenting Verse takes place in a slightly different universe without the background between Clint and Loki from this fic - but it could very easily go that way. 

People need to stop tempting me into writing a sequel to this fic, though, LET ME FINISH A WIP AND NOT START ANOTHER ONE, GOSH DARN IT. 

I’m never allowed to make fun of fantasy authors with endlessly expanding series ever again.

thisfairytalegonebad  asked:

Once you get this, you have to say five things you like about yourself publicly (This is non-negotiable!), then send this to ten of your favorite followers 💕 positivity is great!

Oh man I just found this because I’ve been so busy. Thanks for this message, it’s so sweet.

1. My new haircut has made me feel better about myself lately
2. I have warm hands 90% of the time so other people sometimes ask me to warm their hands for them
3. I try to see both sides of things so that I can understand different kinds of people
4. I can draw decent hands if you give me enough time
5. Apparently I’m very huggable

Signs introducing their favorite things to other people

OH MY GOD YOU SHOULD TOTALLY TRY IT (WANTS TO BOND WITH OTHER PEOPLE ABOUT IT): Taurus, Gemini, Cancer, Leo, Scorpio, Virgo, Sagittarius

Well, I mean, its not that great (wants it to themselves): Aries, Libra, PISCES, Aquarius, Capricorn

So I’m talking to this girl from tinder. And it’s going super great. She’s cute, interesting, clearly interested. Like hell yes. Then she’s like “I feel like I should tell you… I consider myself bisexual.” And I was like “that’s cool.” And she was like “oh thank god. I just felt like I should tell you that as soon as possible because I know some lesbians won’t date bi girls.”

And I thought about it and I realized bi girls basically have to come out twice as much because people don’t consider them valid. This cute, interesting girl was actually worried I would not like her anymore just because she likes something I don’t. How fucking sad is that like how could someone dismiss that kinda potential based on something so stupid.

I was so thrilled to support my friend and so displeased to learn about the truth of my own height, I’ve been feeling pretty tall, feeling pretty sturdy, and it was amazing to me, like, ‘Oh, I’m not tall, I’m chubby.’ It’s different.

I mean, on most days, I feel really great and fine about my body, but I don’t think standing next to, like, three supermodels or so is anything even the most confident woman needs to do. The minute I caught sight of myself on the Jumbotron, I knew something was very wrong.“

Dunham said that her boyfriend Jack Antonoff made it his screensaver because he found the height difference so amusing.

Judd Apatow told Dunham she shouldn’t compare herself to those ladies because it’d be like him comparing himself to Chris Hemsworth and Brad Pitt. "They are aliens,” he said.

Dunham agreed, “I just think about it like this: There are certain people where I feel like it’s like a lion and a tiger, or like a horse and a mule, or whatever, like a donkey and a horse, like, if we had sex, our kids would be sterile. It’s not like I even want to touch—like, I wouldn’t even want to have sex with Chris Hemsworth; it would be so confusing and feel like fucking a dog—like the wrong thing to do. Really.

I shan’t be walking that runway again.

—  Lena Dunham on walking during ‘style’ at Taylor Swift’s concert.

Characters: Dean x Reader

Words: 3162 (see why it’s so long in the note!)

Summary: The reader only every saw three colors- black, white, and green. But as life moved on, she met Dean, and felt better than she ever had. Little did she know he was the key to unlocking every color.

This story is my 200th one shot on tumblr!! Oh my gosh!! I haven’t even had this blog for a full six months, but it feels like so much longer. Thank you all for helping reach this milestone, helping me grow as a writer and as a person. I’ve met a great friend, learned how to grow in my writing, and learned more about myself every single day. This story is so long because I wanted it to be special. It’s not a request, just an idea that I’ve always loved with a little twist. So please, enjoy, and thank you for helping me reach 200 stories. :)

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Meet The Parents

Thank you for Submitting so much.  I really loved writing this. I hope it meets up to your expectations.  

I curl the last of my hair and hair spray it into place.  I look into the mirror to verify that I look presentable.  I am surprised that my eyeliner came out as good as it did, I’m so nervous so my hands are super shakey.  I look cute and innocent, yet intelligent and mature.  I close my eyes and whisper an encouraging words to myself. 

I feel arms wrap around my waist, “don’t worry so much babe, you look great.  They will love you,” Jungkook said.  I was meeting his parents for the first time, we’ve been dating for about half a year so we decided to take it to the next level.  

We had already announced it to the public, I wasn’t nearly as scared as I am right now.  If his fans didn’t like me, oh well, they could get over it.  But if his parents don’t like me, they have power to tell him how they feel about me and being a great son I don’t know if he’d go against their wishes. 

 I nod to Jungkook, and he takes my hand leading me to the living room in his dorm.  We had kicked the rest of his bandmates out, so I could cook for his parents. I made my speciality, Japchae.  

Jungkook leans over me and kisses my forehead trying to soothe my racing heart.  I no longer feel extremely nervous, for some reason his kisses always fix everything.  They always made me happy, they seemed to melt away the rest of the world till there was only Jungkook and I.  But like that, my ease was taken away from when I hear a knock at the door.  Jungkook excitedly runs across the room to open the door.

“Omma! Appa!” He pulls them into a large hug and I smooth out my dress to make sure there isn’t any wrinkles.  “I want to introduce you to someone special, this is (Y/N).” He smiles widely at his parents as he pulls me closer.

His mothers eyes are loving and she pulls me into a hug. “It’s so amazing to meet you! I hope Jungkook has been treating you well, he doesn’t neglect you does he?”  She narrows her eyes at Jungkook and he chuckles.

“No, no, he’s great! You’ve raised a gentleman,” I smile brightly at her.  She blushes at my comment.

“Good! Because he never calls or comes to see us, he’s always too busy for his parents,” she pouts and in that moment I see that he got his eyes and cuteness from her.  

“Omma! You’re being dramatic. I call you once every week.  I try my best to contact you when I can, I promise,” he chuckles.  Jungkooks mother elbows his father and bumps him forward.

“Hello, (Y/N).  I’m Mr. Jeon,” he smiles lightly at me.  He got his manners from papa I bet.  I smile at him, shyly.

“Well, if you follow me into the dining room you will be served food from my very cute girlfriend, she made Japchae for you,” I blushed.  Why did he have to say that?  His mother giggled.  

“So, (Y/N) I want to know all about you, don’t leave out a single thing,” his mother said.  I had everything set up at the table and I was ready for 5000 question, I didn’t think she would let me choose what I got to tell her..

“Well, I’m (Y/N), I’m the same age as Jungkook.  I’m a backup dancer,” I said to her.

“That’s where I met her.  She was on the stage with us. We were all warming up and you remember Jimin-hyung right?”

“Of course,” his mother scoffs. “You think I wouldn’t remember your bandmates?”

“Well, anyway, he had to do a flip and he was practicing doing it.  He didn’t seem to be able to get it, and that’s when (Y/N) comes up and does the flip in one try. Anyone that can embarrass Jimin-hyung is a friend of mine so I started talking to her.  I asked her out on a date and here we are now,” he smiled.

“Actually.. If you mean coming up to me and mumbling and tripping your own feet talking to me and asking me out, I guess you’re right,” his mother and father laugh.  “But, that night after the show he got up the courage to ask for my number and told me to meet him the next day by a coffee shop and we just hit it off.”

“So, are you guys in love?” his father spoke up.  I widen my eyes and look at Jungkook. He looks unfazed. 

“To be honest, yes, I am in love with her.  I couldn’t think of anyone else I would want to spend my time with, than her,” he looks at me with love filled eyes and wraps his arm around me.  

“Anyone that is loved so deeply by my son is loved my us,” his mother smiles brightly at me.  An hour later we were deep in conversation.  She told me embarrassing stories about Jungkook from childhood and I told her embarrassing stories from his adulthood.  His father told me about how Jungkook use to beg them every night for pizza, even crying for it. We were close by the end of the night, bonding over embarrassing Jungkook.

As I walk them to the door, they both turn around and embrace me.  “Thank you, for making our son happy.  We appreciate it.  We hope to see you soon, okay?” his mother says to me.  They leave.  That wasn’t that bad at all, I was so happy.  I felt someone kiss my neck and turned to face a tired Jungkook.

“You tired babe?” I ask and Jungkook nods his head.  “Let’s go then.” 

We both strip off our clothes and change into pajamas.  We cuddle on his bed and he pulls me into his chest. “Thank you for meeting my parents.  You looked so cool. They really love you.”

I smiled and whisper into his chest, “I love you, Jungkook.”

“I love you too Jagiya.”

Written By Admin Cindi <3

Rick and Morty AU where every problem is solved by product endorsement

“Oh man, being in prison su-uuucks for a beer lover such as myself. Rick Sanchez, certified beer lover, just like you viewers at home.”

“Oh wow I’m an alien prison guard and I am also a beer lover. What do you miss most about beer, Rick Sanchez?”

“You know, the taste, the feeling of adventure in your mouth.”

“That sounds great, Ri-rick. You know, I just happen to have a beer r-right heeere! It’s the Megaglub Brewery’s Megabeer! Straight from the Kalchbraff Nebula!”

“That sounds amazing, alien prison guard. I wish I wasn’t a prisoner so I could accept your amazing sounding Beer offer!”

“Well hold on, let me free you and we can share this incredible masterful megabrew together!”

*Rick is let go, he and the prison guard share a beer and thumb up the viewer*

anonymous asked:

(1) Hey Ty! I have something on my chest that had been bothering me for a long time. It's often addressed how wrong it is for straight men to fetishize lesbians, but when it comes to women who fetishize gay men, it feels absolutely normalized,

specifically when it comes to fandoms. Like how there’s almost exclusively male slashes, even in franchises that have well-written women, the majority of OCs created are “hella gay”, and I’ve even seen people slashing real people, not just the characters these people are portraying. Comic book projects about gay couples where the authors are almost always female happens quite often too. Being gay myself, I find this extremely uncomfortable, but whenever I address this, people become very defensive and try to justify it with them being lgbt+ supporters, and I’m starting to feel that I might be in the wrong about this. Thank you for reading and for being a great support for so many people!

Oh no, you’re not wrong in the least. To be honest fangirl culture can get really nasty and squicky when it comes to gay characters. A lot of this culture directly mirrors the yaoi industry in Japan, which is dominated by straight women, perpetuates rape culture, misogyny, homophobia and transphobia and is all around very… tricky to approach (if not outright gross)

Like personally? I really support women-led industries and subcultures, I do!
I want girls to talk about their sexual fantasies and enjoy using fiction as a way to empower and satisfy themselves.
But I’ve never understood why straight women couldn’t write about straight relationships in a new and refreshing way. I don’t understand why straight women can’t have sexy male love interests in fiction, why there can’t be more “gender role swap” stories where a lady knight is rescuing a prince and they have raunchy sex in the tower after she slays the dragon, why there can’t be more smut involving pegging or something?? Or even talk more about their first bicurious encounter if they were willing to give f/f relationships a chance!
Like there are so many things that are available, uncommonly treaded ground that is worth exploring!

Instead we get girls shitting on straight interracial relationships in fiction, desexualizing women of color and claiming “it’s less progressive to force this woman into a relationship!! women are strong and independent!.” We get girls villainizing female characters so their male (usually white) favs can get with each other. We get girls obsessing over (what they perceive as) “twink” characters and using diminishing and fetishizing language about how they’re so “cute” and “helpless” and “such a bottom lol!!” We get girls idolizing white straight actors and forgiving the awful things they do (cough mart*n freem*n and his awful rape-y comments)
We get an awkward “gay fandom” that is usually NOT supportive of LGBTQIA+ culture or people, or they would support more f/f relationships and femslash. They wouldn’t be femphobic, fatphobic, or often use incredibly transphobic language.

To be fair, fangirls ARE different than cishet men who will ignore a real life lesbian’s boundaries or ask for threesomes. It’s not right to say they’re “just as bad as straight men,” but their unique problems are impossible to ignore and need to be addressed

You are absolutely not wrong for feeling uncomfortable

fannish question

I’m not sure about this, so I’m asking to see what people think: does politely disagreeing with someone’s reading of the show or a character, including a shippy reading, constitute negativity or an attack?

I’m against ‘negativity’ in the sense of hurting people’s feelings or arguing for the sake of arguing. I also think that only speaking to people with whom I fully agree would severely limit the number of people I can talk to, to maybe less than five. I don’t agree with all Johnlockers or TJLCers by a long shot, except in broad strokes, and that’s a good thing to me. So I feel like it should also be possible to talk to people who agree with you on something other than just a ship. I’ve certainly experienced that happening. But is that the exception, especially since we so fundamentally disagree on what canon is now? Is thoughtfully disagreeing with a ship or character preference-related post automatically negativity now, to be seen as an attack? Will this actually get better after canon Johnlock (after the wank wars) or is that too optimistic?

My instinct says yes, I suppose, at least on Tumblr, where we’re on a hair trigger a lot of times. I just forget this is what it’s like in fandom, especially in the wake of the excitement of new canon. I forget why this version of fandom is really not the place for me and my kind of engagement, overall. Still, sometimes it feels like it is, but I realize I always have to keep making a conscious effort to keep it that way and stay in my lane at all times, etc. Sometimes I just hope I’m wrong.

To everyone who keeps asking if I'm OK. ..

I am OK. Nothing major has happened. I’m still dealing with sick kids. I was busy for 2 days getting ready for a party. I am working my ass off on the farm especially moving dead fall. I am sore and tired.

One thing I have noticed about my time on Tumblr lately is that I :

* spend tons of time scrolling through when I could be spending that time with my kids, reading, crocheting, etc. And I see a lot of posts that make me feel not so great about myself and I need to do some clearing out again. I can’t handle bodyspo amongst other things.

* if I don’t have time to do a work out or I end up doing a lot of physical house or farm work so I don’t do a planned workout session, I feel guilty. I feel like I’m being judged because “oh yeah, she didn’t do that. Again”. Nobody has actually said anything to me but it’s just how I feel like I come across.

* I feel like I’m all over the place. And when I feel that way I don’t control what I say or post. I sometimes go overboard in sharing my feelings and letting my emotions get the best of me. I often forget that these posts are open up to the entire world. Not just my followers.

* I feel like I am a terrible fitblr. I am not dedicated or motivated or inspired enough. It is not prioritized as much in my life right now. And I feel like a fake or a failure when I try to post about it.

So I am OK. I am just dealing with so much right now and I am not giving up on myself or my friends. I am choosing to let this part of my life not be as important right now. Maybe just the weekend. Maybe for a week. Maybe a month. Who knows.

So thank you to everyone who has messaged me to check in. Your friendship and compassion is so amazing.


Timehop just gets to me at the most random times. Some days the look backs are pretty boring and then sometimes they really spark my interest. Today I scrolled past that tweet where I declared I was bringing the fitblr back. I went back to my archive and saw I posted less than 20 times (vs some months these days where I hit 150 posts). Most of those posts have maybe 2 notes on them but looking back and reading them they were just as important as some of mine that were my most popular. This is not meant to be a post about notes, btw.

I think what this look back is reminding me is that this journey is for me. It was started by me, I control it, and I have to do this for myself and not the approval of others. So many times I feel great or strong but worry “oh I don’t look as small as I used to” or “what if someone in real life sees me and thinks I just take really flattering pictures and I’m catfishing everyone” its ridiculous to think I KNOW but those insecurities are real.

That’s part of putting every aspect of your journey out there, from your highs to your lows. So I’ve been working on telling myself that even though my body doesn’t look exactly like it did a year ago when I was strict paleo and crossfitting 5 times a week, it’s still just as strong and just as awesome.

Just because I can’t fit into the smallest pair of pants I’ve ever owned does not cancel out my happiness, my love for being active, and the mental strength I’ve gained.

That saying “comparison is the thief of joy” is so incredibly true with comparing myself to others and to myself.

This is another installment in my process of taking back the joy in my health and fitness.

This journey is not always easy but dang it I’m not ready to stop trying yet.

So if you’re reading this please know that you’re strong, beautiful, handsome, and wonderful RIGHT NOW. Celebrate when you reach those goals but don’t forget to celebrate the small victories in your every day happenings too.

You know what is weird? Moving from a house to an apartment. I didn’t think I would feel so cramped but it’s not great. Especially with a dog, Rosie is not liking it. It’s been a little over a month, but yeah, definitely not getting use to it. I also find myself eating so much shit, all the delivery food, fast food, anything you can think of but healthy food…So if anyone feels like cooking, they should think about cooking me something. Oh and hi, for those who I do not know, I’m Sam.

oh yeah it’s my birthday today. i’m 28 now and that’s a weird nebulous age that feels like it exists between more significant ages. i’m not too worried about getting older because my perspective on where i “should” be at a certain age has radically changed as i watched the destruction of the standard american career path and also got really into figuring out self-publishing so instead of beating on myself for not yet writing The Great American Novel, my interests are on just pushing myself to write more romance erotica so i can support myself and directly support others, as well as fund other writing projects, with little care to if it’s “important” or “leaves an impact” or not.

mostly right now i just can’t wait to get a 3ds so i can be really late to playing animal crossing with everyone


So I got the Misha M&G at Jaxcon and I was so nervous. Mostly bc when I went to Chicon 2015 I wasn’t really able to say anything to Misha other than “Hi. 😊” and “Thank you. 😊” Except for the Cas op where the music magically stopped and I was able to say “I wanted to do something cute but I didn’t know what to do.”

The M&G was amazing and I had such a great time. And I was actually able to say words to him without stuttering or being nervous. It made me feel really awesome about myself. Lol. Misha Collins is wonderful.

So the next day I was excited to be able to see Misha again for the photo ops. My friend and I are in line and I’m trying to breathe bc for some reason I was getting super nervous again. We finally get up to Jared and Misha. Misha looks at me and goes, “Oh it’s you.” And I didn’t feel nervous anymore. I was just excited he remembered me. So I go, “Yes it’s me. Hug me, please! 😄” So he does that. It’s the highlight of my life. I was laughing so much. I don’t know why him remembering me is such a big deal. Probably bc I love him. Lol.

Anyway. Until next year! 😊❤️

(Please do not take my photos and repost them. They are mine and I love them very much.)