i am entirely cheering it on to do just that

konoto  asked:

What if Tony had a pet? A fancy, fluffy black cat that seems to hate Sams guts, and Sam is not jealous of the little thing, especially not when the cat seems to always be plastered against Tony, curled up on his chest when Sam comes into the bedroom and finds Tony asleep, Sam is not jealous when he sees Tony petting, hugging and even cooing at the little fluffy devil. And the worst thing of all is that the cat seems to go out of his way to cockblock him.

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Sam likes cats just fine. Really he does. If he was asked he would say he is a cat person rather than a dog person and he didn’t need Clint’s and Bucky’s jokes about how that didn’t fit. But the point is. Sam likes cats. He loves them, they love him and it all works out. Usually.

But not with Tony’s cat.

Tony’s cat is, of course, special. It wouldn’t be Tony’s if it wasn’t but even Sam has to admit that this is a bit much.

The cat adores Tony, clearly, always around him, cuddling up, being pampered by Tony and loving every second going by the constant purr that’s going on. It’s not that Sam has a problem with that, he really doesn’t, but. He does have a problem with it.

Because as much as the cat seems to love Tony, it’s pretty clear that it hates Sam.

And Sam has the scratches to proof it too.

It’s not even that he purposefully disturbs the cat or something. It’s just that whenever he comes close to Tony, in any capacity, the cat is suddenly there, coming out of nowhere, and it makes very clear that it doesn’t like Sam being this close to Tony.

Even if there are at least three feet between them.

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anonymous asked:

I thought FAPuary was going to be some nsfw thing... I was so confused.

I am actually ugly laughing at every post that goes “FAPuary - really??” like I wasn’t 1000% aware of what I was doing with that tag. And it was voted as the most popular option so I’m not entirely to blame here.

Hilariously, it seems to be such a marmite thing. Some people are absolutely gleeful about how childishly suggestive it is, while others are like ugh *eyeroll* but ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ it’s just a fun art challenge with a stupid name that made me laugh. Maybe if I do this again next year I’ll come up with a more Serious and Mature tag, but we’ll see. 

I Do Get Jealous Too (Request: Aigonorus’s Smut)

Anonymous said: can you write a aigonorus smut when he gets jeaulos thank you!           

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Fandom: Star Crossed Myth
Category: Smut
Character: Aigonorus
Notes: Been too long since I write about the Gods, hopefully you’d enjoy this

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One night, I stop by the mansion to see Aigonorus. “______? It’s unusual to see you here.” Karno greets me along with Teorus and Huedhaut who’ve been sitting on the sofas around their table for drinks.

“Sorry, I shouldn’t have just dropped by unannounced but I …”

“Miss your boyfriend?” Teorus teases while the mellow scent of wine wafts towards me from all the glasses and bottles on the table. Dating a god isn’t exactly something you’d normally do, let alone how to make it work. We barely see each other and I only have Sundays off so I eventually decide to visit the mansion after spending my day offs alone for weeks.  Sadly, none of the gods have seen Aigonorus since early afternoon.

Karno joins me as I stare aimlessly at the balcony, waiting for my boyfriend. “I’m here if you’d like to talk about it.” I hesitate for a few seconds before telling him all my concerns and how we don’t feel or act like a couple at all. I am not entirely sure if Karno understands since none of them actually date any human but he’s easy to talk to and somehow he just always seems to say the “right” thing to cheer me up. “Aigo is always thinking about you, _______ even when the two of you are apart.” See, he’s doing it again.

Losing track of time and as I feel a strong arm around my shoulder and only manage to open my eyelids halfway to hear a familiar voice from behind. “What are you doing?” Then I doze off again, I must have waited for a long time to feel this tired. By the time I wake again to find myself on a fluffy bed in an unfamiliar bedroom. A shadow slowly rises from a corner afar and soon I see the face I’ve been waiting all night. “Aigonorus!”

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A LOT of notes from April 27/28

I thought that I wouldn’t be seeing the show again, then @ldymarycrawleys invited me to join her for the past two nights and it was beautiful. It was a wonderful way to say good-bye to the show that reminded me why I want to be in the theatre, and why I want to act for the rest of my life. ANYWAY, thought I would list out some things I noticed (again), for kicks? Once more, no order to these notes, just trying to remember everything and I apologize if it’s too much…

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anonymous asked:

What kind of medicine do you want to practice? (And as a side note - I just got into TAZ partly thanks to your reblogging stuff about it and I don't think I've consumed 70 hours of content so quickly in my entire life so cheers)

I already do practice medicine! I am a general practitioner, which for my american followers is not really a specialty job that exists in the usa (I think you have family medicine doctors? but the model of care/the scope of what we do is very different).

and I also work as a medical educator, which is why sometimes I am sitting in an office messing around on tumblr instead of seeing patients non-stop.

(and oh man. sor…ry? it consumed my commutes and also my food prep time for a good few weeks, when I was first getting myself up-to-date.)

Cheering him up

Originally posted by assetandmission

Cheering him up

Bucky Barnes x reader

Prompt: “Could you do a Bucky X Reader in which he’s feeling down and the reader comforts him? Eventually it just ends up with them accidentally falling asleep with each other and Steve finds them all cuddled up.”

Notes: this is my first Bucky x reader fanfic so it my be a bit rough around the edges if you know what I mean. 

Warnings: one (kinda) swear?

You just arrived back from a single mission in Afghanistan to find the avengers headquarters empty. Most of the avengers (Steve, Tony, Natasha, Sam, Vision, Wanda) were all in Taiwan for a Gruesome battle against a terrorist organization. Your latest mission was to track down that terrorist organization and find out where they would be going next, which is Taiwan (obviously).

You sighed and exited the jet into the empty dim locker room. Quickly you took off your uniform and washed off the dirt and dried red blood from your clothing and skin. After your shower you changed into your favorite pair of yoga pants and an old tank top. You pulled on a hoodie and left the room and into the lounge area.

You heard a large thunder clap and your head snapped toward the window. It was now raining several hard on the window and a bright light of lightning lit up the film sky.

“Thank god the storm started now,” you absolutely hated flying the quinjet in a thunderstorm ever since you crashed one after a strike hit you. You were about to flop yourself on the couch when you heard something crash in the hallway. You ran to the bar and grabbed the gun that was underneath the granite countertop.

It’s probably just the wind blowing something over you thought to yourself as
you started to walk down the hall quietly. You felt a light breeze coming from a room across from Steve’s room and decided that’s where the noise came from. Breathing in quietly you approached the room, you lodged your gun and barged into the room with your gun raised.

“Oh my god, I am so sorry Bucky, I didn’t think you were here,” you dropped the gun in your hand and walked over to Bucky who was looking through a book.

“It’s fine (y/n), it has happened a few times here,” Bucky said as he looked up from his book. You looked into Bucky’s eye they seemed red like they have been crying.

“Have you been crying,” you said kindly as you took a seat next to him on the couch.

“No I just uh watched a sad movie that’s all,” you rolled your eyes as you looked at the tv remote which is in the same place as it always was.

“You can trust me Buck. You don’t need to lie to me.”

“Ok maybe i’ve been crying but it’s just because I’m just feeling down at the moment,” he said as he put his book down of the table beside him.

“Can I cheer you up in anyway,” you said with a smile.


Your smile turned into a frown and you turned on the tv near his bed again, “well I am going to cheer you up somehow,” Bucky sighed as you got up and sat on his bed. He turned around to see what you were doing.

“What the hell are you doing (y/n)?”

“Buying the entire Star Wars movie collection so we can watch them together,” you pronounced with a smirk.

“What the heck is Star Wars,”you groaned and put your head in your hands.  

“I don’t know, maybe just the best movie trilogy ever!,” you got up from the bed and grabbed Bucky’s hand pulled him onto the bed so that he could see the movie screen.

“Whatever, at least I get to stop reading that book. Steve said I should read it and it sucks,” you laughed and the both of you leaned against the headboard of his bed.

The two of you stayed up late watching the movie trilogy. Most of the night was very quiet but there was the occasional gasp and laugh from Bucky but nothing compared to when he found out who Luke’s father was. He almost fell out of his seat next to you.

It was around 1:30 in the morning when Bucky and you fell asleep on his bed. You rested his head on his shoulder while Bucky slept with his arms around you and his head up. Your goal was fulfilled you have cheered Bucky up.


It was the early morning, you and Bucky were still fast asleep but the rest of the Avengers had just arrived back from Taiwan.

Steve walked back to his room quietly still wearing his now dirty uniform. He stood still in his doorway once he heard the Star Wars theme music coming from Buckys room.

He peaked inside the room, wondering why Bucky would be watching Star Wars and found you and Bucky were still asleep. Steve blushed as he saw the both of you together and went back into his room smirking.

“Damn buck you have always been the lady’s man.”

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Figure Skating March Challenge:

DAY 9: Top 5 FDs or FPs or LPs (or a mix)

(1) Violin Muse
Oh boy, I could write a dissertation on this program but I’ll keep it short: Violin Muse was the first pairs program I had ever seen- and it was the very thing that brought me right into pairs figure skating.
Tatiana and Maxim’s acting skills shine through in this program the most in my opinion, with every element being interjected with beautiful subtleties of expression. The artistry, technical quality, synchronicity, and interpretation of the music these two displayed makes this program one of the most beautiful pieces of performance art I have ever seen and will probably always be my favourite V/T program.

(2) Romeo and Juliet
You could easily see the potential Yuzuru had back then, and I believe this program is one of his best displays of sheer power he can display through his dance. As a true performer, he brings his audience along for the ride, takes you in and feel what he is feeling in that moment. He interprets the music so perfectly to the point you wouldn’t think this was a men’s free program that has to nail X amount of elements: it’s an adventure. I believe Hanyu works with expression differently from other skaters, he is subtle as he matches the timings to create that sense of immersion, and you don’t realise it: you are simply mesmerised by his movements. Thus, as the music roars in the finale you want to be next to him, you want to dance alongside him and cheer as you see the power flowing out of his every movement.

(3) Fix You
This beautiful program is as fluid and seamless as it is emotional. I don’t really watch ice dance but I had to include this program because I was nearly weeping at the end of it. I didn’t know where the elements were or the step sequence was as I watched it, it just felt like an experience the entire way through. I am usually far more emotionally involved in narrative driven programs, but what I love about this dance is that they showed me you don’t have do to that to achieve that effect; they showed that you can do an emotional piece simply by interpreting the music and conveying the mood so well. I believe this commentator put it best:
“I think we all connect with the music, and they leave that breath, that space for you to do so, and it makes it easier to connect with their program. That is something that takes a lot of emotional maturity and this is a big step for Maia and Alex.“

These three are my most favourite FS/FDs, but I know you have to do five so I will give honourable mention to:
Aliona Savchenko and Robin Szolkowy’s Pina: a beautiful, purely dance driven program that takes you through a rollercoaster of tones and moods to reflect perfectly the film it was based off of.
Maria Mukhortova and Maxim Trankov’s Lady and the Hooligan: Yep, that program. The one with the cheesy dancing and terrible costumes.  I haven’t really got an explanation other than: it’s so bonkers and overacted I actually ended up enjoying it. I also think it showed off Maxim’s potential quite a lot especially in the step sequences and little details he did such as flicking the cigarette.

The Proposal Au - Barduil Week

I had a little fun with this one ngl

Bard had no idea how he had ended up in this utterly ridiculous situation. He was pretty sure this kind of thing didn’t happen to other people. Other people got blissful normality, they didn’t get fake engaged to their asshole boss so that said asshole boss doesn’t get deported, they didn’t take them to meet the family and lie to everyone they knew.

And they most certainly didn’t then find themselves accidentally in love with the manipulative asshole boss that they were breaking the law for.

To be honest, prison might be preferable at this point.

He had better get one hell of a promotion for this.

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Carmilla | Hollstein | Why Are You Looking Down All The Wrong Roads?

Based on this prompt from pauladeroma…

Laura is jealous as a new student takes an interest in Carmilla (bonus if the girl is tiny like Laura, and Laura is all: There is space for only on tiny human in Carmilla’s eternal life and it’s me!)

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The first time she sees the girl Laura is supposed to be studying for her lit mid-term. And she is, or she had been. Except when she hears a loud giggle, and a cautionary shush from the librarian, she can’t help but look up to glare in the direction of the perpetrator.

That’s when she sees her. “Who the hell is that?”

Lafontaine squints as they try to follow Laura’s line of sight. A coy grin breaking across their face as they see Carmilla talking with a very tiny, very attractive blonde girl. “That’s Hannah; she’s the new philosophy TA.” 

Laura narrows her eyes as she openly glares, her lips curving downward in disgust as she watches the way Hannah shuffles to stay, in her view, unnecessarily close to Carmilla.

“It looks like they’re getting along nicely,” Lafontaine continues throwing an innocent smile in Laura’s direction. “That’s not a problem for you is it, crushes-on-vampires?”

“I am not- I don’t- I…” Laura huffs as she crosses her arms, her eyes never leaving Carmilla. “Shut up.”


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sirwallahoo  asked:

will you list the reasons you hate the mcgonagall knew about them being animagi theory some time?

SURE i will do it now. i kind of lied. its basically just 1 really big reason:

minerva mcgonagall took protecting her kids SERIOUSLY.  remember the time she wouldn’t let harry ride his firebolt on the off chance it was cursed, even though the gryffindor quidditch team is incredibly important to her? with this in mind, mcgonagall would NOT let her three fav gryffindor boys risk becoming animagi!!! wtf!! its super dangerous and easy to screw it up, even if u ARE a smartass teenage boy with an inflated ego. it was also like, illegal? she wouldn’t even just be letting them get away with breaking a school rule, it was an actual law? like i am sure minnie is not opposed 2 bending the rules where necessary but i dont think she would take breaking a law that is there 4 good reason lightly. 

another thing: i am not 100% sure whether or not she knew remus was a werewolf, but i am assuming that this theory works on the basis that she did and + she let them transform out of like respect for what they were doing for their friend or whatever?? but minerva mcgonagall would NOT have let a werewolf loose on the grounds of the school on her watch!!!!  someone quite easily could have died? like, the theory that she knew kind of diminishes how fucking ride or die these boys were. this wasn’t just a fun, cheeky bit of mischief to cheer their mate up, they put themselves into very real danger, and then repeatedly and knowingly put the entire student body in very real danger.  its pretty indicative of just how serious it was that years later, remus was STILL too ashamed to tell dumbledore what they had done, even when he believed sirius to be a murderer, and must have had a pretty good idea that sirius was using his dog form to evade capture and sneak into hogwarts. (also thinking abt it if mcgonagall knew SHE would have pointed this out to dumbledore at some point.)  

tldr; these boys went 2 frankly scary lengths to make the full moon more bearable for remus, breaking a law + putting themselves + every other student + staff member at hogwarts in danger in the process, and mcgonagall wouldn’t have stood 4 it. 

Our boy OWNED that stage. Those lights and the constant cheering through his entire song, that happy and amazed face at the end. That he is out here doing that by himself, with just him and the guitar, that is it, just him. Making new fans who would never give him a chance, but never forgetting the ones that have been here for ages. I am proud, but not at all amazed. I knew he could do it, and he did. 

find your pulse. place your hand on your chest over your heart.
do you feel that? do you feel the pulsing rhythm of your heart beating?
you may not think much of it. you may think “so what? it’s just a heart beat.”
but the significance of those thuds are so much greater than you will ever be able to imagine.
when you grow scared, or nervous, or fearful, and your heart begins to beat out of your chest, it’s simply your body screaming at you “YOU ARE ALIVE, AND YOU CAN DO THIS.”
so do not dare give up. because not only am I, and a number of other people cheering you on, but your entire body is too.

every organ and cell and atom in your body is cheering for you. because you can do this. you can survive. and you will.

​I love stevesbootyshorts aggressively queer steve rogers I love him I do he’s by tiny feisty son who spends his life being aggressively unapologetic about who he is and that is beautiful and he does not need to be protected because he bashes in enough teeth on his own

But do you know what really gets me

Delightedly queer bucky barnes as aggressively queer steve rogers’ boyfriend

bucky barnes being so goddamn excited about being queer spending all his time excitedly introducing steve as his boyfriend – his BOYFRIEND FOR THOSE IN THE BACK, MY BOYFRIEND STEVE ROGERS, WHOM I AM DATING, WE ARE TOGETHER AS IN DATING, TABLE FOR TWO DATING – and volunteering his queerness in conversations about literally anything that has nothing to do with his queerness like ‘oh hi nice to meet you, i’m bucky and i like boys and sometimes girls but have you met my BOYFRIEND steve rogers?’ and people are left entirely confused because they just wanted directions to city hall???

bucky barnes cheering on his boyfriend steve rogers, who he is dating, as steve makes the class bully eat his knuckle sandwich and as steve tells his boss to shove it for telling bucky to take a hike for carrying an old beat up photo of steve in his shirt pocket and showing it off to the other boys at the docks

bucky barnes telling all the other boys in the 107th about his feisty boyfriend steve rogers, who he loves and not like a brother, and being absolutely ecstatic when steve shows up even if he is all big and muscly and different because it means he can show off his boyfriend to the other boys and they can see how great his boyfriend steve rogers is first hand

bucky barnes waking up in the 21st century and being told he’s free of the brainwashing and hydra and he’s his own man again but he just grins and says hello no i’m not don’t you know i’ve always belonged to my boyfriend steve rogers?

bucky barnes obnoxiously swinging his and steve’s entwined hands as they walk down the street because hello everyone here is my boyfriend steve rogers isn’t he cute and also look at how together as boyfriends we are

bucky barnes has always been thrilled to be here, queer, and steve rogers’ man and he always will be

We just saw….

  • Cosima verbally shutting down Rachel (which I squealed the entire way through)
  • BABY KIRA IS BACK! (which I cried through)
  • MRS. S BEING A BADASS (which I freaked out and cheered to) 
  • Creepy Prolethean activity (which I wtf'ed to)
  • Alison almost breaking down…(more crying here)
  • Felix’s comedic interludes (which helped alleviate the sobs to snotty laughter)
  • Tomas getting nail gunned in the head (cheered extremely loud)

HOW DO THEY FIT ALL THIS INTO AN HOUR! I am an emotional train wreck right now


“Why does everyone have to go on a diet?”
“This is not a democracy, it’s a cheerocracy. I’m sorry, but I’m overruling you.”
“You are being a cheer-tator and a pain in my ass!”
“Can she yell?”
“I transferred from Los Angeles, your school has no gymnastics team, this is a last resort!”
“I’ve never cheered before. So what? How about something that actually requires neurons?”
“They don’t go, we win; once again, we’re the best.”
“I define being the best as competing against the best there is out there and beating them.”
“So, second place… how does it feel?”
“Hand over your fifteen bucks or get out of here.”
“Aww, I didn’t need to hear that. That was an over-share.”
“Our next defeat is scheduled for next Friday, 8 o'clock.”
“ See, I’m a hardcore gymnast. No way jumping up and down yelling ‘Go Team Go!’ is gonna satisfy me.”
“She thinks she should get captain ‘cause her dad pays for everything.”
“He should use some of that money to buy her a clue.”
“You wanna make it right?”
“When you go to Nationals… bring it. Don’t slack off because you feel sorry for us. That way, when we beat you, we’ll know it’s because we’re better.”
“Oh, I’ll bring it. Don’t worry.”
“My entire cheerleading career has been a lie.”
“Well, look on the bright side - It’s only cheerleading!”
“I am only cheerleading.”
“Can we just beat these Buffys down so I can go home? I’m on curfew girl.”
“He’s your brother, you don’t see him the way I do.”
“I begged my mom for a brother.”
“He’d look a little ridiculous in that bikini, wouldn’t he?”
“Oh, don’t play dumb. I’m better at it than you.” 
“You were having cheer-sex with him!”
“Hey, wanna see my spirit stick?”
“You know, all the cheerleaders in the world wouldn’t help our football team.”
“Ever been to a cheerleading competition?”
“[NAME]’s a bitch, we all know that. Even she knows that.”
“You people are unbelievable! I mean, we’re talking about cheating, here!”
“You have weak ankles.”
“One of your calves is bigger than the other.” 
“Too much makeup.“ 
“Not enough makeup." 
“What’s with the skin? Say it with me; sunlight!" 
“Report those compliments to your ass before it gets so big it forms it’s own website!” 
“I take you to be the captain, which means you’ll probably need more work than anybody.”
“You put the ‘lewd’ in ‘deluded.’ “
“Good riddance. I don’t believe in osmosis.”
“She puts the 'itch’ in bitch." 
“She puts the 'whore’ in horrifying.”
“Let’s not put the "duh” in dumb!”
“I hate to be predictable, but I don’t give a shit!”
“I’ll be the experienced sophomore, you’ll be the hot new freshman. It’ll be just like high school, only better. Dorm rooms.”
“You are all great athletes, thanks in large part… to me.”
“You’re a great cheerleader, and you’re cute as hell. Maybe you’re just not ‘captain’ material.”
“So, is that your band or something?”
“My brother wants to check out your rack.”
“Excuse me, where did you park your Harley?”
“You been touched by an angel, girl!”
“You ripped off those cheers!”
“Your trophies are bullshit, and you’re a sadass liar.”
“All right, that’s it! Get out of the car, I’m gonna kick your ass!”
“She’s crazy. She’ll kill us all.”
“Bring on the tyros, the neophytes, and the dilettantes.”
“I understand you have underwear up your ass right now, but it beats the hell out of a shattered skull. Think about it.”
“I’m sorry, I just broke up with my boyfriend.”
“Ever since I handed the reins over to you, you’ve run my squad straight into the ground!”
“Tell me we’re not actually continuing the masquerade and having try-outs. Let’s cut the crap and pick somebody now!”
“I hope you’re not too busy to hear this. Kiss my ass. It’s over.”
“Hey, practice isn’t over yet.”
“I don’t know what’s scarier, neurotic cheerleaders or the pressure to win.”
“I could make a killing selling something like Diet Prozac.”

anonymous asked:

I know you said you don't like to think about it much, but you mentioned that you've thought about...you know...I have to ask, for perspective, what was that like? Don't answer if you don't want to.

Well….to understand it I think first something must be understood about depression. 

I think a lot of people think about it like a rubber band being stretched. That sad events build up one on top of another, and that each action builds the pressure on a person, until eventually they can’t hold up any more and the rubber band snaps. Depression is not like this. Depression is more like existing at a point below the surface of an ocean. It is not something builds up due to any particular stimuli, there isn’t some catalyst that sets off bad thoughts. It is just a simple existence at a point where the pressure is greater than it normally would be. If you are at a certain point below the surface, the pressure will be the same whether you’re swimming along or standing still. Pouring a cup of tea, or crying in the corner. 

To put this into a day to day perspective,  for a number of years I volunteered at a local animal shelter. I love animals dearly, dogs and cats in particular, and during a particularly hard time in my life, this was one of the things I truly enjoyed doing. I would come in every weekend, help clean kennels, exercise animals and even assist the vets from time to time. Everyone there was extremely nice, perfectly kind and even loving to a degree. 

The thing about it was, the entire time I was there I was absolutely convinced that everyone in that building besides a few people hated me. It wasn’t because of anything they did, there was no malice in any actions they took, everything they ever did was perfectly friendly. I just existed at a point in which the pressure around me was always there, the pressure of depression, the life below the surface. Every single action I took at this place I loved was marred by the thought ‘I have messed up. I am a burden. I should be doing more. They probably just don’t want to tell me.’

Nothing in reality supported anything of the kind. 

 I won an award for my service, the woman in charge of the shelter told me that adoptions usually went up when I was around. Every single person I encountered there had nothing but good things to say about me, but I had no good things to say about myself. I was perfectly cheerful the entire time I was there, and if you had asked anyone they probably would have said I was a bit shy, but quite a jovial person all around. Internally? I didn’t mirror any of that. I accidentally filled out a forum wrong once, the receptionist told me as much, and laughed about the mistake. 

I went home and cried for an hour. 

No matter how tiny the mistake, or how the people around me took it, I only saw the mistakes. I only saw the dogs I liked who never made it to good homes, I only saw the few times I forgot to walk a dog who had to hold it until someone else came by, or mess up thier cage, I only saw every single thing I did wrong. 

I never even did anything that bad. I think the worse thing I ever did in my time there was mix of two kennel cards, which resulted in a dog getting an unnecessary checkup. If you were to look into my brain and see what I was thinking? You’d have thought I got the poor thing euthanized. 

And that’s the thing about depression, the thing a lot of people don’t understand. It doesn’t take some giant cataclysmic event to lead someone down a spiral from which they don’t always return. It doesn’t take the death of a family member, or the loss of a home to drive someone over the edge. 

Imagine, just imagine if you existed under the surface of the waves. If you were under a constant pressure from all sides. If that pressure was doubt and self loathing. Imagine if every single action you ever took was played out in only the worst terms your mind could come up with. Imagine living every single day like that without ever once having a break for years. 

Take that, and then put the idea in someone’s head that they could stop it all. That they could just stop all that pressure. Not even that they could get to the surface, that they could just make all the terrible things they’ve imagined they’ve done, relieve the burden they imagine they are, just make it all stop. 

At that point, you will start to understand the idea….

Now, if any of you reading this sadly don’t need the illustration, let me say this. All the things I was thinking, every single negative thought in my head- and mind you I do not curse much- was complete and utter fucking bullshit. And no matter how low you feel right now, no matter how far below the surface you find yourself, and how great the pressure is, know this; know that someone, somewhere, is swimming down to you. That they want nothing so much as to take you into their arms and hold you close in the dark. Sometimes, you just have to be the one to tell them you’re drowning. Know that even if you are too scared to let them know, that there is good in this world, and that you should go out there and see it for yourself, not close your eyes and think there is only one way. 

When I was working at the shelter, the receptionist just took me aside one day as the place closed. I didn’t know her, and she didn’t know me. She just gave me a hug, and said thank you. She said that I was a huge help and had a good heart….and that was enough to help…it didn’t heal me, it didn’t cure me, but it did help me. 

Know that, even if it’s just a random cashier you encounter on a daily basis, someone thinks this about you. And if you are not below those waves, know that someone you encounter needs the same. 

In either case, just smile, smile to someone, whether you know if they’re drowning or not. Just say to that person “Hey you, yes you, you are wonderful, and good, and so brilliant that the sun itself is your lesser. I don’t care what you’ve done, or what you will do. I don’t care if you’re failing to see the good in you, I see, it. I see it and it’s so bright it burns my eyes, but I don’t care. I don’t care because you are so unbelievably undeniably beautiful that I could look at you forever. That even if you are under great pressure, it is because you are a diamond, a diamond forged in the heart of your life. That somewhere out there is a person who would put the moon in a box and give it to you as a gift if they could. So you, you beautiful, shining star of a person, you continue to burn as bright as any in heaven here on earth. You are full of life, and love and wisdom and the things that make this world a joy to live in. You, young, or old, confused or resolved, in the dark or in the light. You are wonderful, and you bring joy to me and so many. Be it in a smile or wink, a whim or a dream. You are you, and you are special, precious and entirely, irreparably, unequivocally irreplaceable and don’t you dare forget it. Don’t you damn dare forget that.”

And just hug them, hug them and hold them close. This life is hard, and a little softness goes a long way. 


It’s 17th of May tomorrow, which is the Norway’s constitution day!!

Usually many people wear the traditional clothing on this day (called Bunad) and walk in parades. It’s pretty intense. It’s my last year in High School, which means I’m a Russ (norwegian graduation student) and that means from the beginning of May til 17th of May, we celebrate by using these special Russe clothing. You also have your personalized card that you write funny quotes on, and put your picture on. Kids collect these in this time.

In my city, Trondheim, the russ used to were lab coat where they drew on the backs of it. They would write what school they’re from and draw something that interests them or they just generally like. It is not as common anymore, but many people from my school still does this (including me) because it used to be a tradition (and i mean c’mon, you get to draw on it). A russ uses these clothes all the time from 1st to 17th of may. (some takes it off when they come home though) 

You also have this cap, with a string attached to the top. During this time in May the russ will do crazy things called “russe knuter” which is pretty much challenges they can do to recieve items to tie in their cap string. Some examples of these challenges are “walk a dead fish in leash down the street” “Take a bath in the ocean before April” “Steal a desk from first year in one of their lessons” “sit under the desk for an entire lesson” “Shout “cheers” every 5 minute in a lesson” and so on. There’s A LOT of these to do if you want to, but its not a requirement. Many russ also celebrate by partying most days of this time, which means there’s a lot of dead tired students on the school around this time ahaha. 
Personally I dont drink, and am not a big party person, so my russe-time has been rather calm. I just wanted to draw Trixie in the coat, the pants and the cap to celebrate tomorrow.

Oh yeah, also forgot to mention the pants. You have these pants with the norwegian flag and its colored either red, blue, black, green or uuh idk if pink is still a thing, but it depends on what classes you take. (the cap also has the same color as your pants) Your friends and family will write on these pants with a pen. (They also do that on the coat)

SORRY FOR LONG POST, and im too lazy to read over, so sorry for my wanky english :D

anonymous asked:

Lito asking the sensates for help to ask Hernando to marry him

omGgggggGgGGGGG I love people like you with perfect ideas

Sun would be like, “marriage is for fools… but if you must, be assertive and direct. List your reasons for seeking marriage.” And Kala could say, “Follow your heart” while she gave heart eyes to Wolfgang, and Wolfie would just nod and smile. Capheus would be so optimistic like “tell him how much family meand to you.”

Imagine Hernando getting frustrated because Lito keeps kind of “checking out” when he goes to talk to the other sensates, and Hernando starts feeling neglected and unloved so he starts a fight with Lito like, “Do you not love me anymore?!?!? Am I not enough because I am not a sensate?”

And he starts to leave and all the other sensates arrive and are shouting at Lito, like, “You idiot!! Do it now!!!” and so Lito has to scrap has whole plan and just get on one knee right there and ask. And the entire cluster cheers and feels overjoyed when Hernando says yes… God bless.