i just feel like i can't stop now

In case no one told you growing up

Many wonderful additions have been posted in the reblogs if you care to look through them (the post would be a giant if I added them all, plus I don’t see them all myself).

An anon asked me for a version of this specifically for feminine hygiene. You can see it here.

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  • Bras last longer if you let them air dry. Don’t put them in the dryer.
  • If you have a problem with frizzy hair, don’t dry your hair with a towel. It makes the frizzies worse. (I recently read an article that said to use a t-shirt? I brush mine out and let it air dry.)
  • Whites wash best in hot water. Everything else can be in cold - save on your electricity bill.
  • You can kill 99.9% of germs in a sponge by putting it in the dishwasher for a cycle or by microwaving it for 2 min (be sure to make the sponge damp before microwaving and to put a cup half full of water in with it and please DO NOT squeeze the sponge until it has cooled off)
  • Airing out your room/house and letting sunlight in every so often can decrease the number of household pests like silverfish and ants.
  • Black underwear is best during your period as stains are less likely to be visible.
  • To save money, put aside 10% of each paycheck into a savings account. It’ll add up.
  • Unless your hair has something on/in it (like grease or mud or something), using conditioner first can actually be the better choice. The conditioner holds in the good oils that help you hair look sleek and beautiful, which shampoo would otherwise wash away.
  • Speaking of shampoo - if you have long hair, washing just the bits that touch your scalp is generally enough. The rest of your hair gets cleaned with just the run off from your scalp.
  • If you put a tampon in and it’s uncomfortable/you can feel it, you didn’t do it quite right. A properly placed tampon is virtually unnoticeable by the wearer.
  • Apply deodorant/antiperspirant a couple hours in advanced of when you need it. This gives the product the chance to block your sweat glands. Using deodorant just before going somewhere where you’ll sweat (this means walking outside for people in high humidity places) results in your sweat washing the deodorant off and starkly limiting its usefulness.
  • After running the dryer, use the dryer sheet from that load to brush out the lint catch - it gets everything off in a fraction of the time it’ll take you to get it clean with your bare hands. Paper towels also work well.
  • Wash your face everyday, or as often as possible. Forget which brand of cleanser is best. Just washing your face everyday will guarantee you clearer skin. And do you best not to pop pimples, as tempting as the urge may be.
  • Fold laundry asap after taking it from the dryer to avoid wrinkles. This may seem obvious for dress shirts and silly for things like t-shirts, but you’ll notice the difference even then once your shirts stop looking like unfolded paper balls.

I really want to see Lena interacting with people other than Kara. Like her geeking out about science and technology with Winn, talking about her last photoshoot with James, playing pool with Alex and Maggie.

I wanna hear her talk about her sexuality and mentioning something about how “it was another reason for my mother not to love me” and Maggie just gives her a knowingly look and a soft dimpled smile.

Also Maggie apologizing for arresting her and Lena being like “don’t worry, you were just doing your job”.

And J'onn inviting her to the DEO to help them improve tech stuff because they trust Lena Luthor and believe she is not like her family.

I really wanna see Lena Luthor having friends and feeling loved and supported.

les amis as things my writing teacher has said
  • Enjolras: For this prompt, don't write about cis men. Don't do it.
  • Courfeyac: We should have a walk like a t-rex day where everyone in the school walks like a t-rex.
  • Combeferre: The computer science class is exploiting me.
  • Jehan: Adverbs are very pretty much not your friends. See what I did there?
  • Grantaire: Does anyone else think life is just one sick joke? I feel like God is punishing me.
  • Joly: I went to Stanford for psychology and was an overachiever. Now look at me.
  • Bahorel: D-A-D-D-Y is here. See? I didn't say it that time because you guys yell at me.
  • Feuilly: If I won a million dollars I would reform the school so they could pay teachers more.
  • Bossuet: Hey guys? You need to stop talking.
  • bonus:
  • Eponine: I thought you were my bae but you're just a weirdo.
  • Marius: Our printer can't do anything right. I feel like it's a metaphor for me and ultimately this class.
  • Cosette: Who was writing about the angels? This is good. Oh it's a ten grader.
  • Muischetta: Guys are weak and easily manipulated. Take care of them. They're children. Poor things.
  • Montparnasse: *shouts loudly as he exits the school building in front of a group of children* MOTHERFUCKER!
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*NSFW, headphones advised! ( • ᴗ • ) ✨

Release Date: May 26th, 2017.

Being autistic isn’t always ‘cute, quirky things’, like knowing a hundred random facts about forensic pathology because it was my special interest in the sixth grade; or not knowing pop culture references because I didn’t watch that tv show, I was too busy reading books on forensic pathology.

But it’s always, constantly, that near panic fear of -

Oh no, they’re looking at me, why are they looking at me?

It’s my turn to talk!

What do I say?

Is this the right speaking volume?

Am I talking too fast?

Are these the right words?

Do I sound intelligent enough for the people I’m talking to?

Am I using too many big words?

Am I over explaining?

Wait, how’s my volume?

Oh shoot, I was distracted by my volume and I used a big word and now everyone’s laughing at me.

Why is their forehead creased? Are they mad? Is that a happy crease?

Why am I waving my hands so much?

I need to stop waving my hands.

Great, now everyone is staring at my hands.

Okay, great, I think this conversation is over!

Oh, no, wait, they’re talking again.

Look them in the eye.

No, wait, that’s too much eye contact.

Uhhhhh …

We’re done?

We’re done, whew. Another social interaction over.

my-one-love-is-music  asked:

I love your JayTim art so much. It's beautiful and every time you post something new I get so excited and my heart is so happy with the caring glances that they always give each other and the desire that's always present in whatever scenario you choose to work with. I love your art style and recently learned that I can't look at your drawings when I have alcohol in my system because they make me literally cry happy tears. Please never stop creating because I love your work so much. <333333333333

THANK YOU SO MUCH sweetheart you have no idea how much this message means to me!! I’ve been always love jaytim because just by drawing them i feel so relieved and joy, and now knowing someone love my works like this just makes everything even better!! You deserve all the love bless you<3<3

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Okay okay so Mokie’s in the game now, so obviously the first thing I had try was challenging him as Seto. And by a few turns in he was down to his last 100 lifepoints, and he hadn’t managed to use a single monster, and I’d destroyed the trap card he had on the field and I had the Blue Eyes out and all his 1000-lifepoints-or-less lines were making him sound like a kicked puppy and I was starting to feel. Really guilty?? I was like “Aww, poor Mokie, maybe I should have taken it easier on him” :(

And tHEN

Suddenly his whole demeanor changed and he summoned that fcghjjkking hamburger thing and slapped an equip card on it and defeated his brother’s Blue Eyes

and then he won

he fcckuking won

I just…I jsut can’t stop laughing holy shit 

also I didn’t manage to screencap it in time but his win quote is “Did I make you proud, Seto?” :’)

also this might be my headcanon now for how their first duel would go down

Do you ever just feel like extra gay sometimes? Like I know I’ve known I’m into girls for a while now but some days I feel like extra into girls. Like all I can think about is girls and gay stuff. Not even a specific girl, just girls in general.

BTS as things my friends have said (part 3)
  • Seokjin: That was literally not even all that funny yet there are tears streaming down my face and I don't think I can stop laughing
  • Yoongi: I'd go but I don't want to so I'm... Im not going
  • Hoseok: I can't be the only person who really feels like singing at 6:00 in the morning
  • Namjoon: It's not that I hate your cat it's more like, I think I'm going through a clumsy phase right now and I don't want to somehow kill it
  • Taehyung: *sings 'If you're happy and you know it' in heavy metal, opera, country and hip hop versions*
  • Jimin: I can't do the whole social interactions thing so I'm planning to just fill the silences with sexy stares and cute laughs
  • Jungkook: This is gonna seem like such a coincidence but I can do literally everything else but that

i hate when i’m trying to do something and my brain keeps reminding me “someone else could do this better” like stfu i’m doing this now why do i have to care about it being the best in the world, not everything is a fucking competition sometimes i just wanna draw a fucking tree because i feel like it, i don’t need this shit 

Does anyone else do a thing where someone messages you just for friendly conversation and you respond a couple times but then you put off answering them any more because it’s really stressful and making you really anxious and then next thing you know a day or two has gone by and at that point you feel like you wouldn’t be able to answer them any more without having to explain why you stopped in the middle of the conversation for like 5 days while still clearly active everywhere else, especially since there IS no real reason, so now you can NEVER TALK TO THEM AGAIN bc of the whole ordeal, and you spend the rest of your life feeling guilty and terrible about it bc now you seem rude and cold hearted and mean when really you’re just a Socially Anxious Disaster™

anonymous asked:

since you're asking about rarepairs, i thought of holster and snowy the other day out of the blue and now i can't stop thinking about it

That’s weird as shit and I love it. I feel like this goes hand in hand with Ransom/Tater. Like, the D-men infiltrate the Falcs and Get Laid. 

It probably goes down because the Team meets the Falcs and Ransom and is just fucking losing it over Tater. And Tater is SO HYPE right back and Holster is standing awkwardly to the side and Snowy sidles up to him like “dude, your bro is gonna fuck tater.” “I know.” “Wanna get out of here before it happens?” “God please.”

HEADCANONS

  • Started as a hookup and then suddenly they’re texting every day and oops we are accidentally dating.
  • They are both Big Personalities and it should lead to some issues but they end up getting really intense about different things and balancing each other out. Usually. There are actually a lot of fights but it’s never really serious. They need a big couch if they move in together because it gets slept on a lot.
  • It turns out Snowy is also a huge TV nerd and they both lose it for a few minutes before realizing they have almost no shows in common. This is distressing for One Whole Day before they realize it just means they get to make each other watch all their damn shows.
  • Snowy swears like a goddamn sailor and Holster…learns to find it hot? It’s bizarre and he did not ask for this new kink but here they fucking are.
  • They double date with Ransom and Tater. They’re all banned for life from all Applebee’s. It was worth it. 
  • polyamory???? I’m just saying
  • Snowy can’t sing but insists that he can. Holster is just challenged to be louder whenever they are in the car together so he doesn’t have to hear him.
  • Holster joins the Seattle Schooners after graduating and it’s hard sometimes, with them being on different teams Yikes Holster scoring on Snowy but they’re both happy for each other and just glad their schedules leave them in the same city for a night.
  • They passive aggressively buy each other all the merch for the other’s team. (Holster owns all Falconers merch and Snowy has everything Seattle). They both passive aggressively wear it all. 

After the bit in Raising Steam where Moist internally comments on Vetinari’s ability to stand in a room full of people without being noticed I can’t stop wondering if Vetinari is a male witch

Like I know in Night Watch his incredible concealment abilities are put down to his study of camoflauge but what if he’s actually just mastered that thing that Tiffany and Granny Weatherwax do? I mean teen!Vetinari even mentions practising standing completely still an Tiffany mentions standing completely still as something that she has to do in order to do the trick initially

And there’s no denying that the man has a true mastery of headology

I just can’t stop imagining Vetinari watching the city through Borrowed rats

The balance trick applied to the whole city, the Patrician unmoving in the middle while the balance of power slowly spreads evenly between the Watch and government facilities and guilds and private businesses and so many races balance together

(Vimes can tell where he is in the city through the soles of his feet and doesn’t realize that Vetinari can too, he can feel the whole city beneath him, his steading that is built on itself)

He might not do pills and potions on and individual basis but he took a whole city that was sickening and made it better by, in his own mildly tyrannical way, getting people to help each other and to help themselves

(and he knows as well as Granny Weatherwax that there’s a difference between being popular and being essential)

  • me when I was first coming out: wow, wow, every girl is so pretty, I feel like I'm gayer now than I was when I was closeted? could that be a thing? maybe I'm just forcing myself to notice all these girls to validate my sexuality. Is this proof that it's not as genuine as I thought?? oh no, what if I'm trying too hard to 'act gay' and I'm just one of those awful 'attention seekers.' ugh, I can't stop overthinking this
  • me now: I am literally more gay every single day of my life. It's been years since I came out and my daily increase in gayness has only accelerated. Bless my gay life.

anonymous asked:

Hello! Can I request and fanfic which happens in Seven's route Day 9 the big argument between Seven and MC at night (sorry as it is quite specific) what if MC acts fine as usual in chatroom but she start to act emotionless in front of Seven and only give short responses to questions from him. MC is still having feelings in Seven but she just can't help acting that way. (1/2)

707: The Cold Treatment [Part ONE]

Heys… Dead tired, so I’m not sure about the quality of my writing and if this even makes sense, but…

I still put in my all (all that I have right now) into this, like always!!

So I hope you won’t hate it…?

– R.I.

[Click Here for Part Two]

‘What does he mean it’s useless to like him? It’s not my fault that he’s such an adorable, lovable idiot… Dammit, I can’t stop thinking about him,’ you cry under your blankets, trying to stifle the sound. You hadn’t loved someone this much before, and it was heart-wrenchingly painful. Was loving a person so wrong?

You hugged the blanket tighter, wishing that you didn’t have to feel anything anymore. Love is painful. You tried so hard to understand Seven, to care for him, to smile at him… One moment he was considerate of you, and the next he’d hurting you with his lies. ..Or were they actually true?

Maybe he was telling the truth. Maybe Seven was right. It was useless to love him. It was useless to love.

Keep reading

anonymous asked:

Hiya I sent you an ask about a fic about Kara dealing with body issues (I know you're swamped so please don't worry about answering it soon!) b/c I have a lot of issues with my own body and it's just getting really bad. I feel like there's this voice in my head every time I walk by a mirror that's just really fucking mean and I feel crazy. But I've been working harder at the gym for the last year and I'm hoping that'll make it stop. It just sucks b/c I can't go too often now with school and all.

Alex used to tease her about it – I hope you get fat, she joked as she passed her the last potsticker – and it didn’t feel bad when Alex did it. In fact, it was pretty funny, because it’s Alex.

It still feels funny when the woman at Noonan’s asks how she eats so many sticky buns and still looks like she does, because she answers that she’s an alien, and the woman thinks it’s a joke.

So it’s funny.

But it’s also not funny.

It’s also not funny because her muscles aren’t what her cousin’s are.

It’s also not funny because Mon-El just assumes he’ll be stronger than her because he’s a man, because he’s bigger than her, and she knows he never will be, but sometimes she’s not sure.

It’s also not funny because Alex is solidly human, and James is solidly human, and they can survive – they do survive – without any powers. Without any powers except their training and their wits and their very small, very human, very not-Kryptonian, strength.

They can do what Kara does, but they distinctly cannot fly and they distinctly cannot bench press an airplane.

And she doesn’t hate it. But she hates it.

Because if they’re that strong, and she has powers, but they can survive the same kind of work she does, how weak must she be? How much weakness, how much mediocrity – and Alex wasn’t the only one raised by parents who expected perfection – lives in her skin?

Skin that lasted when everyone else died.

A face that forces a smile when she doesn’t feel it at all.

Hands that all the social media feeds make jokes about what they can do, but really, she just wants to be able to touch someone full force, outside of the green room, without worrying about breaking them?

Because they might be better than her, tougher, more innately strong, more innately special, but she can still break them, completely by accident.

Because her body is not in her control. But it is. But it isn’t. But it is.

But it isn’t.

Mirrors remind her.

Remind her that she must really be nothing special, must really look like nothing special – must really be on just this side of ugly enough to ignore, to not even register, to be completely indifferent to – because they’re all fooled by glasses, because Leslie Willis wasn’t wrong about her awkwardness, her inability to know what to do with her hands, with her face, with her whole damn body.

Her whole damn body that can lift busses and deflect bullets, but that she can’t bring herself to love.

Leslie Willis – Livewire – saw right through her uniform, straight into her damn body.

And everyone else probably does, too.

So she changes in a rush, always.

She changes with Barry Allen-type speed. Always. Even when there’s no emergency.

No point dwelling on what no one’s ever going to notice anyway, unless the uniform catches their eye. No point dwelling on what no one’s ever going to want anyway, unless for the power trip of bedding a Super.

Except, no one sees her with her glasses, so that would never even be a thing.

She doesn’t think about Maggie.

Doesn’t think about how her sister’s girlfriend saw her.

She doesn’t think about how Cat saw her.

How James saw her (sure, he already knew. But still. Still.).

How sometimes, she sees flickers in Lena’s eyes that make her think she sees her, too.

She doesn’t think about these people, these people who see her, who would tell her without hesitation that she is worth seeing – that her body is worth seeing, worth lingering on, worth living in. Worth loving.

She hates how scattered her thoughts are. How contradictory.

How nonsensical.

How raging.

How real.

Alex notices first, that it’s getting worse lately. Kara’s hatred of her own body, of its contradictions, of its dual invisibility and hypervisibility, how everyone wants it and yet nobody notices it. How everyone wants her and yet nobody notices her.

Alex notices.

The way Kara skips quickly over the photos that include her when they’re scrolling through which pictures from game night to throw up on Instagram.

The way she jumps and squirms when Eliza is visiting and tells her how beautiful she looks.

The way she avoids mirrors like a vampire desperate to not be discovered.

“So you’ve seen it, too?” Maggie whispers to her one game night as she watches Alex squinting closely at the way Kara’s hand keeps running over her abs, like she’s trying to reassure herself of something, like she’s trying to wish herself into something, out of something.

Because apparently, Maggie notices, too.

Alex just nods, because she doesn’t bother being surprised with what close attention, with what close concern, Maggie watches over her little sister. She’ll reward her for it later. For now, she’s just scared.

Because Kara’s been particularly unsteady lately, and Kara is training harder than ever at the DEO, and she’s eating less potstickers than normal, and it’s a horrendous and scary combination.

By unspoken agreement, Alex and Maggie linger after game night. They linger after Winn and James give their hugs and leave together, still laughing about who would have won Jenga if a certain someone hadn’t faked a sneeze.

“Hey Kara, I just… I wanted to let you know that you’re gorgeous,” Maggie says casually as she washes dishes, and Kara nearly drops a plate.

“Hey, you’re dating my sister, I mean – “ She tries laughing it off, but the hue of her face and the strickennss of her eyes and the way she’s adjusting her glasses furiously give her away.

Alex smiles. “She is, and I’m standing right here, and you know what? I love that she loves you like she does. That she sees you. All of you, Kara. And she thinks what she sees is beautiful. Because it is. You are.”

Alex is talking casually, too, drying dishes and putting them away in the shelves Maggie can’t reach.

Alex might not have superhearing, but she hears her sister gulp, and she might not have mind-reading abilities, but she can all but hear the voices in Kara’s head telling her that her sister and her girlfriend are lying, they’re being nice because they feel bad for her, they’re exaggerating because they love her – for some reason she can’t possibly fathom – and more importantly, if she’s not feeling good about herself, she’ll be less effective as Supergirl, and…

Kara doesn’t know she’s started sniffling and crying until Alex’s arms are wrapped around her, until Maggie’s turned off the sink and is standing against the counter with her arms folded across her own chest, hugging herself as Alex hugs Kara, as Alex holds the body that feels worthless to Kara up from falling, up from figuring out how best to destroy itself, up from figuring out how best to dismantle itself in disguise as trying to make it better.

“Hey, hey, hey,” Alex is soothing her, and Kara tries to push her away, because she doesn’t deserve to be soothed, she didn’t mean to break, she didn’t mean to tell anyone, she didn’t mean to, but her body’s betrayed her again with its tears and its quaking, but Alex knows, and Alex has planted her feet, and Kara doesn’t put any real heart behind the push anyway, because Alex is kissing her forehead like she loves her and supporting her weight like it’s nothing and rubbing her back like it’s beautiful and whispering to her like she’ll never lose faith in her, even if Kara loses faith in herself.

“You’re perfect, Kara,” Maggie is whispering, then, because Alex is using all her energy holding her little sister up. “It’s okay if you can’t feel it now. Your sister and I will feel it enough, believe it enough, for you, until you can figure out a way to believe it yourself. Okay?”

She’s helpless in Alex’s arms and under the thrall of Maggie’s soft words, and she nods as she sniffles and sobs and sobs and sobs.

When she’s stopped shaking quite so much – when she feels like there’s no water left inside her, when she’s wept her way through her thoughts, through her deepest fears, through her stickiest shames, through her toughest contradictions – she just clings to Alex life the lifeline that she is.

She lets Alex carry her to bed and tuck her in like she used to when they were kids and she’d had another nightmare.

“Stay?” she grabs Alex’s hand after she kisses her forehead and starts to stand.

“Of course,” she says without hesitation, and Maggie leans in to kiss Alex’s cheek.

“See you in the morning, ba – ” she starts, but Kara cuts in.

“You too, Maggie?”

Maggie grins down at her girlfriend’s little sister and nods. “Anything you need, Little Danvers. Anything you need.”

My life is over now.

I’ve finally found the one straight ship I’d pair for Kirishima and its probably the most crack pair I’ve seen in fandom. Honestly, I was so stuck on not having Kirishima be bi I just could not get into any of his straight ship options, I just couldn’t see him in that way even with proof (he’s interested in girls but I just didn’t feel it).

Then I just so happen to come across a nice twitter fanart of this pair and I was a goner. Damn you weird inner shipper, what makes you tick!!!??! ಠ_ರೃ

The very idea is just so endearing when I think about it: Kirishima would be so sweet for her, he’d take his english lessons more seriously just to see the bright beautiful smile she’d give when he attempts to speak in completely broken english with her and she’s utterly charmed by his effort because he’s such a sweetie, grinning and blushing the whole time. 

*sigh* I’ve fallen and I can’t get up_(┐「ε:)_