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and all these little things

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robert finds a way to support aaron throughout his counselling sessions.

or, four tuesdays that robert supports aaron, and one tuesday where robert needs his husband.

The first counselling session had lured Robert into a false sense of security. He’d collected Aaron from the counsellor’s office in Leeds, and he’d been okay, he’d been quiet, sure, but he’d been okay - he’d smiled at Robert and suggested lunch in town somewhere before they made the drive back to Emmerdale.

Robert didn’t know much about counselling, if he was honest, beyond what he’d read online when scouring through the infinite list of counsellors Aaron could go and see. Aaron had been the one to agree he needed counselling, but Robert had been the one to find a counsellor for him, in the end.

He hadn’t know what to expect, from Aaron’s sessions, but that first one made him think they wouldn’t be all that bad.

It was the third, when Robert realised it wasn’t going to be an easy road. Maybe it had been completely naive of him to believe they could just muddle along and everything would be okay, even with Aaron having to relive the worst parts of his life over and over, have someone pick them apart and put him back together all over again.

Aaron was quiet, when Robert came in from work. He’d driven himself to counselling that afternoon, Robert stuck in meetings for Home James until the earning evening time.

“Hiya,” Robert greeted, setting his laptop and folder down on the kitchen table, leaning down to press a kiss to the top of Aaron’s head. His husband flinched away from Robert’s touch, and instantly, Robert was worried. “How was your day?”

“How do you think?” Aaron snapped, not looking up from the cold cup of tea he was holding tightly to.

Robert wasn’t really sure what to say. “Have you had tea?” he tried, hoping it would elicit a better reaction.

“‘M not hungry.” Aaron shook his head, shoving his chair backward. “I’m going to bed.”

“It’s six o’clock, Aaron.”

“So? Are you tryin’ to tell me when I can and can’t go to bed now?”

“Aaron, you know -“ Robert began, sighing as Aaron walked out of the backroom without waiting for him to finish his sentence. He stood alone, in the kitchen, for a few minutes, trying to figure out what he could do to help.

His first instinct was to follow Aaron, and hold him close, and reassure him that everything was going to be alright, that he’d be okay - but Aaron didn’t want that, he’d told Robert he didn’t want that.

He’d just have to find a new way to help Aaron through it all, he supposed.

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Seasons of Love Ch.6 (Sashea/Katlaska) - Nymph

a/n: to the anon on aqc who was making assumptions about things that haven’t even happened/been mentioned yet: ‘love your hair hope you win’. Feel free to take any further complaints up with me over at thewritingnymph, i’d love to tell you why you’re wrong.

To everyone else: this is a short chapter. I am fully aware of that, and i generally do try and make my chapters a lot longer, and i’m sorry. But it acts as a nice little pause before we really start getting into the action, so enjoy this little break, and i’ll meet you back here soon when we start getting into the swing of things

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Kiss the Cook - Jake x MC Fanfic

Prompt: from @xnice-vibesx  “Came up with with a scenario of my own but “I could just kiss you right now!” between JakexMC?”

Author’s note: A quick, light read. ;) Got me craving too! Enjoy! (Rating: T)

She and Jake had come from a long trek from the jungle, trying to search for the blue creatures. After two hours of hiking, they decided that maybe the blue ones didn’t want to be searched for; that they would turn up when they wanted to show themselves.  

“I’m so hungry,” she groaned, heading straight for the restaurant’s kitchen. She opened the pantry door, searching for something quick to whip up.

“What are you making?,” Jake asked, settling down on a stool by the kitchen island.  

She turned on the stove to boil some water. “Depends what ingredients I find in here. Raj has labeled practically everything with a ‘Don’t touch this’ post-it.” There was a jar of uncooked macaroni in the cupboard and a block of sharp cheddar in the refrigerator. “Mmmm, perfect.”

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Cause You're My Favorite Hue

All Parts: {x

Part: 23/? 

Pairing: Jamilton

Inspiration: this post and this song 

Soundtrack: here (you can request more songs) 

Summary: Black and white was all anyone saw until they touched their soulmate. For some people, color quickly rushed into world and for others, all they ever saw was black and white. Two businessmen, who absolutely hated each other, managed to bump into each other on their way up to their office. Little did either know that their world would erupt in a staccato of color. 

Warning: cussing 

Word Count: 4,262 

Dedication: all the people that encourage and support me. 

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 A/N: Thomas is emo

“What are we eating?”

It was another Wednesday evening in the Hamilton household. Thomas was over, per usual.

He was the only one who knew how to cook in the place.

The four of them were sprawled across the couch. Philip was leaned against Alexander as he did his math and Angelica was perched in Thomas’ lap as she watched the television. She’d already finished her homework.

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Chapter 1

A/N: The yet unnamed, sad-turned-hopeful beginning of what I hope to be a multiple chapter fic about Jack and Shitty’s friendship. 2.2K. This starts after the overdose, so if you’re not cool with that, please avoid.

Jack Zimmermann was not ready for this.

It’d been a year and a half since the overdose, since the life he’d known had ended on the floor of a bathroom, tiles cold and clammy against his cheek, fluorescent lights glaring at him from above. Nothing. Then he was in a hospital bed, the thin sheets chill against his skin, tubes snaking from his wrists and elbows. His father stood in the window with a hand over his face as his shoulders shook. His wife stood next to him, a hand around his waist. For four days consciousness was fleeting. When Jack was well and truly awake, the last day went to psych. Doctors came in, asked him excruciating questions about his time in the Q, his childhood, his relationship with his parents, his coaches, his friends. To make sure it wouldn’t happen again, at least not right away.

Then came rehab. Three months in a residential facility, being watched all day and every day by medical staff with polite condescension. For three months Jack was no more than a crashed and burned almost-celebrity. Visitation day was Thursday. His parents were there waiting for him every week.

The next five months were spent with his mother in his parent’s house in upstate New York. His father stayed in Canada. The season began in a week. The Habs needed him. Bob stood on the porch of their home in Quebec as Jack and Alicia put their trunks in the car, a hand to his heart and a watery smile plastered to his face. As they drove away, Jack turned to look over his shoulder, saw his father still on the porch, head bent, body quivering. His mother put her hand on Jack’s knee until he turned back around.

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Song Review: Holly Bowling - “Morning Dew”

Existential questions that keep Sound Bites awake at night:

Why are we here?

Did man create G-d or did G-d create man?

Will anyone remember me when I’m dead?

And why did Holly Bowling not include “Morning Dew” on Better Left Unsung?

This last question just crept into the blog’s always-busy Sound Brain as Bowling, less than a year removed from her terrific LP of Grateful Dead songs recast for classical piano, made an 11-minute version of “Dew” available on YouTube.

It follows the recent unveiling of another non-album track, “Sage & Spirit.” Unlike its predecessor, which is ideally suited for the modern version of a B-side, “Morning Dew” is among the best reinterpretations Bowling’s done yet and deserved a place on the main event’s track list.

Majestic and powerfully performed, Bowling’s take on “Morning Dew” continues the traditions of the Dead’s best versions, building slowly to the climax but doing so with only Bowling’s keyboard filling the spaces typically colored with the band’s multi-textured instrumentation and Jerry Garcia’s emotive vocals.

This could’ve been one of the best tracks on Better Left Unsung, but was inexplicably relegated to YouTube status. Maybe someday when she’s a big star and the album gets a deluxe re-release, Bowling’ll include it as a bonus track.

Grade card: Holly Bowling - “Morning Dew” - A

Read Sound Bites’ review of “Sage & Spirit” here:


anonymous asked:

What is your advice for those studying who feel they are going to disappoint themselves? That I excel in other areas but academics has always been the 'story' I don't want to own. I'll put in work one day but struggle to the next -tuning in to all that I haven't done well/yet. This includes a lot of thinking about the studying I need to do. I have drive but feel low especially when I sit down to study for a good future. It's annoying cause I want to win for the part of me that knows I can do it.


I gave this a lot of thought. It sounds like you’re a very ambitious person (you excel in other areas, you have drive, you study for a good future, you want to win) and that’s amazing. Ambition is one of the things that’s hard to come by if you don’t have it in you and you just happen to have loads. 
That’s a great beginning for a great student!

In fact, I’ve worked out a little recipe: 


1 cup ambition

1 bowl curiosity (grated)

3 spoonful hard work

5 slices of humor

7 pieces of awe

9 chunks of bravery

11 roots of strategy


1 steamed essence of love

* good students (=who get results and enjoy studying)

From the looks of it, you have ambition and hard work, so I don’t need to tell you about these two. But why do you need all the others? 

To change your perspective. 
You told me that you feel like you’re going to disappoint yourself and that is not a good place to be at, at all. Especially as someone who dreams big. 
So, you need to re-assess your priorities. If you feel “I won’t make it” from the very beginning, you’re playing a game you can only lose. 
So ask yourself: what is “it” exactly? What won’t you make?
“It” is studying succesfully, but “studying” is such a huge word. It’s a bit like “doing sports”. “Doing sports” could mean anything: running, resting, jumping, swimming, diving, hitting, warming up, stretching, maneuvering, anything. 
So, when people say they want to “study”, they actually say they want to listen, read, view, review, process, write, understand, retain, organize, formulate, integrate, question, argue, illustrate, engage, explore, …you get the idea.
We all have our strengths and weaknesses and you will be better at some of these and worse at others, so beating yourself up, just because you’re not a perfect robot is straight up mean. Allow yourself room to grow. Don’t set your bar so high that you can’t possibly reach it - it will only frustrate and demoralize you.
Instead, learn to set up goals that you can reach and reach them. Trust me, the boost you get from a plan you conceived, assessed and followed through is incomparable. If you feel “I’ll let myself down with this plan”, change the plan. 
There is no shame in devoting more time to a subject and if others will be faster, congratulate them, but know that many won’t ever understand the subject on your level. They scraped through, good for them, but you will understand.

And here’s where the other ingredients come in: You called academics a ‘story’ and I think that’s a beautiful way to describe the fact that it, like the word “studying”, does not really exist on its own. It’s a multitude of actions, values, dreams and strategies, pressed into a single word. 
To many, academia is a stage they need to get through, so that they may be eligible for a good job that pays good money or a good job with lots of prestige or even a good job to help lots of people and that’s okay. 
But these people were always alien to me. They study, but it’s a mechanical process, without questioning, wondering or loving what you do. To many, if not most, this is what studying means and I think you might work under the misconception that this is, in fact, “studying”. 
If it was, I wouldn’t want to own this ‘story’ either, trust me. Grinding away at your desk, mindlessly burning facts into your brain, filling page after page with words that mean nothing to you? 

The way I see it, studying, real studying, is about something that means something to you. Something you connect with. Something that changes the way you look at the world. Something that gives your life reason, context, a history, a new dimension.

So how can you “real” study, and not “mechanical robot” study?

Well, you assemble your ingredients and start brewing your potion.
It’s like you’re cooking a stew. It’s already boiling, but the more ingredients you have, the better it will come out. 
So? How many ingredients do you have?

1 cup ambition … check

1 bowl curiosity (grated)… not clear 
Why is curiosity so important? Because it’s one of the things that makes us who we are and got us to where we are. You could live in a culture where schools or universities don’t even exist, but you’d still have questions. Why are we here? Who am I? How do I live a good life? What should I eat? How can I have fun? What is this water that’s falling from the sky? 
We live in a riddle and the more you like to poke at the edges of our reality with a stick, the more you’ll enjoy your time here. 
Here’s a post to help you cultivate this “philosophy of curiosity”: x

3 spoonful hard work… check

5 slices of humor… not clear
Humor? Why humor? Because life is freaking ridiculous and you need to be able to laugh at it, while engaging with it so deeply. Don’t become one of those who stop seeing the bright side, just because you’re exploring the dark side. Or one of those who abandon reality in favour of pure abstraction. Humor helps you to rejoin the living once you emerge from a study session and it helps to take life with a grain of salt. Laugh. Many of the things you’ll encounter will be funny and many won’t. You need to get through both, so laugh.
Have fun with learning. Here’s a post to help you with that: x
Most of all: learn to laugh at yourself. You make mistakes. Everyone does. So don’t be ashamed of them, but own up to it and make the failure yours. 
Boy, was I stupid at so many points of my life. And that’s okay. Because that’s how we grow.

7 pieces of awe… not clear
I don’t matter. You don’t matter. In roughly 100 years, both of our atoms will be flying all over the universe. We don’t have much time in these bodies, but we do have time. Take a moment to just appreciate that. You’re here. You’re alive. You get to make an impact on this world, no matter how small. You get to see the nightsky, burning with bodies a thousand times larger than you. You get to breathe in this air, get to read stories others made up, get to surf the internet, one of the biggest inventions of mankind. We’re small, but in our small, insignificant way, we’re amazing and so significant. Keep things in perspective, feel the earth moving under your feet, racing through the universe we know next to nothing about. 
It’s humbling and it makes you want to know more. 

9 chunks of bravery… not clear
It’s easy to fall into living a comfortable life, filled with day-to-day problems and earthly concerns, like, which IKEA lamp should I put in that corner? And it’s hard work to move beyond that sphere, to question your assumptions and the reality around you. It’s jarring, even painful at times, to acknowledge your lack of insight and to face a truth bigger than you can handle. Everybody knows that feeling of facing a math problem that you know has an answer, but it leaves you flatlined, frustrated and self-loathing. 
It takes courage to stand up to the unknown, to probe into it and to not know what you will find behind the veil. And then, when you have found it, it takes courage to accept the truth, no matter how discongruous it may be with the rest of your worldview. 
So, brace yourself for whatever you may find and attack whatever assumption crosses your way, so that you mustn’t accept half-truths others have chewed for you. 

11 roots of strategy… not clear
You might have the passion, but without a way to channel that passion, you’re running nowhere. This part is highly specific, as every subject and every student is different. You need to find the strategy that works best for you. What kind of workday leaves you satisfied at the end of the day? Experiment, try out recommendations, try different ways to approach knowledge and see which one works best for you. I’m 100% certain that the perfect way for you is out there, but you need to be at the helm of this and steer you brain troops into battle against the unknown.

1 steamed essence of love … not clear

This is the most vital ingredient and the one that it will take you a long time to acquire. Just as it happens in relationships or with cities or films or books, if you are compatible, the point will invariably come, where you will fall in love with each other. You will simply enjoy being around this person or object or subject matter, you will feel at home when navigating its complicated paths, you will want to understand it better, spend more time with it, give new meaning to it. 
And this is what you should aim for. Once you’ve fallen in love with a subject, you don’t need any other motivators. Just the subject itself is reward enough, because it’s fun, interesting and important and you wouldn’t part with it for the world. 

So, my fellow question asker, I hope I could help you to see “studying” in a new light. A light that, perhaps, inspired you to be the star of this story and to go out and fall in love with the world all over.
All the best!

Today, we will learn how to make delicious pootato pancakes!

1) Wash and peel 0,5kg of pootatoes.
2) Grate the pootatoes.
3) Put the grated pootatoes into a bowl and add one cut onion, an egg, 2-3 tablespoons of flour, salt and pepper. Stir everything up.
4) Fry the pootato pancakes for 3 minutes each side.
5) Enjoy!

Falsities and Flustered Weasleys

Requested: Can you do an imagine where George ask you to pretend to be his girlfriend for whatever reason, but it’s cause he really secretly likes you but didn’t know how to tell you?

‘Quick, hide me!’

I heard the voice before I saw the flash of fiery-red hair racing towards me down the corridor. I stumbled slightly to the left. George grabbed my arm lightly, swung himself around so that he was behind me and made me slightly dizzy.

‘What the–?’ I started to ask, but before I could finish George had pulled me into a tight hug, burying his head in my shoulder. I could feel him shaking with silent laughter, but as a group of gaggling girls went past they didn’t blink an eye in our direction.

Realisation dawned on me, and as soon as I saw the hem of the last girl’s robes disappear around the corner I sighed.

‘It’s all right, George, they’re gone,’ I told him, barely keeping the amusement out of my voice.

He gave a sigh of relief before pulling away, ruffling his hair slightly. ‘Thanks for that,’ he said, and there was a slight flush to his cheeks.

I tilted my head slightly, raising an inquiring eyebrow. ‘And that was about…?’

George wetted his lips lightly, looking slightly awkwardly down at his shoes. ‘They’ve been following me and Fred all week,’ he said, sounding exasperated. ‘It was nice initially, you know?’

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Carrot salad/slaw

This is the only ‘family recipe’ I’ve got, and it’s amazing. It’s real easy, but it does take a bit of work! It’s vegan depending on if you eat honey or not (but by eating honey you help the bees so I’m labelling it as vegan)


  • as much carrot as you like, I usually use one big one.
  • raisins, whichever kind you like. I like those yellow ones, and most of the time I mix them with sultanas. About a third cup I think, or as much as you like.
  • a lemon. It’s good to get it organic, so you can use the zest too, but no worries if it isn’t!
  • honey
  • (optional) a green apple (granny smith) or any apple you’ve got lying around that has to be used.


  • box grater (or electronic, if those exist… would cut down on the time it takes!)
  • large bowl (to grate your carrot into)
  • small bowl 
  • another small bowl
  • Vegetable peeler and knife
  1. Put your raisins in one of the small bowls, rinse them and then put enough hot water in the bowl that they are completely covered, with about half an inch of water above them. I like to use boiled water, but I guess you can use just tap water (but use common sense, if you’re in an area where tap water isn’t drinkable, please don’t use it).
  2. chop the ends off of your carrot and peel it. Then, grate it into the big bowl. If you’re adding apple, peel and core it and grate it too. If your carrots(/apple mixture) is extremely wet, you might want to squeeze it out in a (clean!) tea towel. You can drink the liquid! It’s straight up carrot/apple juice, and very tasty! 
  3. Juice (and zest) your lemon in the other small bowl and add honey, a teaspoon at a time. Keep tasting and adjust it until it’s to your liking. (note: if adding a sour apple you might need a little more honey)
  4. Drain the raisins. They should be nice and plump now! 
  5. Mix everything together with the carrot.

You can leave it in the fridge, it only gets better if you do, but do stir it before eating if you do! You can eat it straightaway too. I’ve never kept it for longer than a day, because it’s always gone really quickly. I think you’ll be able to keep it for up to a week, though. But again, use common sense. If it smells off, don’t eat it.

It’s a great side dish for barbecues, potluck or just as a nice refreshing snack! 

What’s Cooking?

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What’s Cooking

For the past few weeks, you’d been a little home sick. It was safe to say that being home sick wasn’t abnormal for you, but it was hitting you a little harder than usual this time of year.

You used to go on family vacations over the summer. You remembered your parents packing in the car grabbing you and your siblings and just going to a surprise destination for a few days.

It was such a simple time but it was a part of your childhood you cherished.

You still loved Seoul and it wasn’t like you wanted to move back home, it was just a feeling that you had to deal with. They always came and went but luckily your boyfriend was able to pull you through them.

He moved around a lot when he was younger so that feeling of missing home was one he understood a lot.

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Zucchini Quinoa Burgers

2 medium zucchini, shredded using the largest setting of a box grater
1/3 c dried quinoa (approx. 1 c cooked)
1 tsp olive oil
2 tsp salt (divided)
2 garlic cloves, pressed
1 small onion, grated
1 ½ c panko breadcrumbs
1 tbsp dried parsley
½ tsp cumin
½ tsp pepper
¼ tsp paprika
pinch cayenne pepper
1 tsp chia seeds
2 flax “eggs” (2 tbsp flax seeds, 6 tbsp water)
¼ c roasted and unsalted sunflower seeds

Add quinoa, olive oil, 1 tsp salt, and 2/3 c water to a small pot. Bring to a boil then cover and reduce to a simmer for about 15 minutes. The texture should be cooked but still have a bit of a “bite” to it. (If you find your quinoa has absorbed all of the water but hasn’t reached the desired consistency, add a splash of water, cover, and continue cooking until all water is absorbed.) Set aside to let it cool off. Mix flax seeds with water in a small bowl and set aside for about 15 minutes until the mixture thickens and forms a gel-like texture. In a large bowl add shredded zucchini (if your zucchini is on the watery side, squeeze the excess water out between your hands/with a cheesecloth before adding it to the bowl), garlic, onion (it’s helpful to grate it over the bowl so you don’t miss any of the juice), breadcrumbs, flax egg, and the remaining ingredients. Mix ingredients together, and then add the quinoa. Form mixture into patties, the mixture will be very sticky! I used an ice cream scoop like this one to help make them all uniform. If the mixture seems too wet to work with, refrigerate for 30 minutes to help them “set” a bit.  In a nonstick skillet, preheat on medium high heat with a drizzle of olive oil. Add patties a few at a time so you don’t overcrowd the pan, cook for approx. 3-4 min on each side. Don’t move them around! You want a crust to form on each side. Let burgers drain the excess oil on a paper towel before serving.

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