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what to do if you are feeling gross

so sometimes I’m just sitting around being lazy, watching tv or getting distracted by internet things, or I’ve eaten too much or I’ve just had a super long day. and sometimes I’m even aware of how much of a blob I am being, I’m sure this happens to other people, too. anyways I wanted to share this little list to motivate me/others to stop being a blob:

1. very very first thing. shut off your internet. put all the tv and stuff out of reach. this is really important, but you will feel 100% better afterwards.

3. uncover your windows, let natural light filter in. if you can/want to open them, that’s also fantastic. it really helps lighten your mood, always makes me feel more connected with the rest of the world.

2. put on some music. it’s ok to use your phone/computer for this, but remember to just keep it away from arm’s reach. also, you can use whatever music you’d like, but I suggest something soft, like Frank Sinatra or Beegie Adair or Jack Johnson.

3. take a walk. look at the colors and plants people surround themselves with. pick out houses/buildings you like. look at the sky, listen to what’s going on around you. I don’t generally listen to music for this because I like to feel grounded when I walk, but if you’re more of a song person that’s okay, too. it’s really easy to forget how long it’s been since you’ve had some fresh air.

4. take a bath. if it’s hot out, turn on a fan and cool down the room so you’re all cosy in the water, put in some bubbles and scents. grab a book or magazine. exfoliate, do your nails, put on a face mask. throw yourself a little spa day. when you get out, put on lotion, put on new underwear and soft, comfy clothing.

5. make your favourite cup of tea or coffee, or maybe pour yourself some lemonade or just cold water is fine too.

6. go sit in a common area of your house, like a living room or dining table. if you’re not home alone and don’t want to be bothered, gently voice it to the people around you or go sit somewhere else where you feel comfortable and relaxed. just get out of the same walls, find a change of scenery. you could even leave and go to a café or a park if you’d like.

7. do some writing/doodling. whenever this happens, I always like to use a spare piece of printer paper or something not connected to a notebook so I’m less attached to it and less likely to care about the way it looks. let the pen do its own thing, don’t worry about messing up. if you feel that you’re getting frustrated, step away and do something else.

8. make some lists. this is one of my favourite pastimes. list nice things that you’ve seen recently that you think you’ll forget later on. list little details of your dreams, list things you want to do in your favourite season, list recipes you’d like to try. the possibilities are endless.

9. cook/bake something. important reminders—if you don’t find this relaxing, don’t do it!! find another hobby that you love where you can enjoy doing something productive. also, even if you’re making something fantastic, be sure not to snack too much or overeat (I’m very prone to this). you could also make something for a friend or a neighbour!! people always enjoy a heartfelt craft made by someone who cares.

10. catch up with an old friend or family member. ask them out for coffee or something, it’s always nice to talk. trust me, they will very much appreciate you reaching out.

11. write a letter to someone. you do not have to send it.

12. go to a park and look at the flowers or sit in the grass. grab a sketchbook, some sudoku, a book, a puzzle, your thoughts, or anything else you could tinker with while enjoying the fresh air. something to make your brain work a little.


there’s more, of course, but this is all I can really come up with at the moment—I hope it works! now get off that web and have a good time!!

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There was an attempt

Idea

Sportacus gets a letter tube and he catches it like normal. He opens it and tips it to get to the letter inside…

But it’s glitter.

It’s just fucking purple glitter.

And it’s all over his hand and the floor and even in his hair already because glitter is impossible and ignores the laws of physics.

Somewhere on the ground Robbie is super proud of himself.

BTS Reaction to Their Bestfriend Accidently Confessing to Them; Jimin Version

Originally posted by bangtaninspired

Pro tip: when going to hide inside of a closet, make sure to bring a comfy blanket or sheet to lay on, because god damn the floor is so hard and rough. You weren’t just sitting inside your best friend, Jimin’s, closet for fun. Just a few minutes ago, you were in his living room, battling him out in the tie-breaker round of Mario Kart. Your character, Daisy, was currently beating his Luigi racer. Of course you had to keep your focus, because even though you had an immense lead over him he could easily acquire a blue shell and pass you up, taking 1st place for himself. You tried striking up conversation with Jimin, trying to distract him from his racing so you could get a farther lead ahead of him.

“Jimin, how come Luigi and Daisy don’t have an in-depth love story like Mario and Peach do? Don’t you think they deserve to have the same recognition for their love too?”

“Stop it Y/N. I know what you’re trying to do, but its not gonna work this time.” Jimin teased, nudging his shoulder against yours as he stuck his tongue out in concentration.

“I’m dead serious, Jiminie. They deserve just as much as Mario and Peach do!” you protested, nudging him back while your Daisy threw a banana peal behind her. Jimin this time gently kicked your thigh with his foot, jamming buttons on his controller as he fought to catch up.

“I don’t. If you and I were together, for example, I wouldn’t want the whole world to know every single thing about our love life like Mario and Peach. Its better to have a relationship like Daisy and Luigi, quieter, but still acknowledged and accepted.” he explained, activating his Bullet Bill and gaining a small lead over you. You cursed softly and kicked your feet in frustration.

“I’d want the world to know you’re mine, so that no one would try to take you from me. Because I really do like you Jimin, like a lot, and I’d want the world to know that.” you said quickly, so quickly that Jimin barely caught any of it. But he did. And his button smashing ceased as he looked down at your still playing figure.

“Y/N?” he asked in a soft voice. You paused the screen and looked up at his wide eyes. Your eyes mimicked his as the dawning realization of what you just said rained down on you, quickly throwing the controller at Jimin to distract him as you ran into his room and dived into his closet.

Now here you were, sitting with your knees close to your chest as embarrassment bubbled in your stomach and dreed filled your heart. You really blew it this time, didn’t you? What if your friendship is ruined now because of your accidental confession. You sighed, just as the door to the closet opened, looking up to see Jimin standing above you. He knelt down onto his knees, avoiding your gaze.

“Y/N… do you really like me?” he asked, his eyes soft and voice sweet. You couldn’t find the heart to speak, so you just nodded your head and hid your face in your knees, awaiting the rejection you knew was to come. But the words never came. Instead you felt Jimin grab your hand, and felt the soft brush of lips caressing your knuckles.

“Good, because I like you a lot too.”

Good Boy.

You never forget the first time he says it. Spilling from his lips and burrowing straight into your yearning, submissive soul.

 “Good boy. Such a good boy.”

A flood of warmth. A sensation like there’s a wick inside your ribcage, and he just lit the tip, and there’s heat and light, shining in that dark place where you’ve been hiding your fears and pain and need for acceptance. Manifesting physically by a rush of blood to your head, skin prickling, your breath quickening.

 “You’re a good boy.”

 How can you rally a response? How do you vocalize how deeply this goes, how it makes you feel? Do you whimper thanks? Do you fall to your knees and hug his strong, unyielding legs? Is it done with a kiss? A moan of desire and gratitude?

“I’m so proud of you. Good boy.”

He keeps saying it. Does he know the effect? But with each repetition it becomes deeper. Pushing you further into subspace, intoxicated, head swimming as the rest of the world recedes and all you perceive is his voice, his presence, his approval, so appreciated, so needed. You needed this, without even realizing it. All your work and all your struggles, and nobody ever says it… nobody ever recognizes it… but he does. He does.

 “Yes boy. Such a good boy. You’re my good boy.”

The most divine pleasure strikes. More than ever and you fall completely. This man you need to serve, need in your life… said my. Ownership… recognition… love.  And you feel it, you hear it in his voice the warmth, the sincerity. Equally sincere your heart responds and you know that as long as you can be his good boy, you will belong to him always. Will follow him always. Will love him always. Just so you can fullfil your purpose and be his good boy. To make him happy. To make him proud. To make him – and you – complete.

Good boy. Good boy. You are such a very good boy.

Originally posted by kell6345

When you enter @steampunkcoffee you’ll immediately feel at home. And you’ll be tempted to settle into one of the comfortable armchairs downstairs to contemplate your luck for finding one of the armchairs available. But here’s an insider tip: hidden upstairs are the two best seats in the house. Two armchairs, tucked into a corner, right next to a fireplace. You’re welcome.

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Imagine: Being Derek’s younger sister and he walks in on you and Theo in the middle of a heated makeout-session.

Requested by Anon

Pairing: Theo Raeken x Reader x Derek hale


”I had to admit, I never thought I would end up with a Hale.” Theo purred as he let one hand slid inside of your shirt, stroking your heated skin with the tips of his fingers, earning a satisfied mewl from you.

”Stop making those sounds or we’ll have your aggressive brother stumbling in here.” Theo warned with an amused grin and putted a strand of hair behind your ear with his free hand, letting his lips touch the spot below your exposed ear.

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High school kids are the fucking worst.

I’m 20, so idk why I’m calling them kids, but if you’re acting like children then…

Anyway, I was hosting yesterday and one of the servers had a group of 12 teens and most of them left except for one at the table and one in the bathroom. Their server comes up to me and says that they’ve been sitting there for 20 minutes doing nothing and he thinks they’re going to run out without paying and asks if I can keep an eye on them. I catch them trying to run out and I tell them to stop and they actually did and I asked them if they had paid “Yeah, our friend said he was going to pay for us”. I know this is bullshit, and I tell them to come inside and we’ll see. Nope! Also 12 kids and they tipped $7, not even $1 per person.

Then there was another group of 8 kids and their server had just swept up almost all of her section and she left the dust pan right there by her tables. Those assholes fucking took it and dumped it on a clean table and got shit all over the floor. Like who the fuck does that? I wasn’t like this when I was in high school. I don’t think anyone at my high school was like this, at least in my grade and that was only two years ago.