i just have a lot of feelings about these people okay

Hi @markiplier. I know there’s a very small chance you’ll find this in your sea of notifications, but this message also goes out to the community as a whole so I’m okay with that.

At the risk of making this sound like it’s about myself, I’m in an emotional position similar to yours. I feel stuck more often than I feel mobile; I have all kinds of big ideas for writing projects and new songs and even YouTube videos for a channel I haven’t even created yet, but then I end up just spinning my wheels and never finishing them; sometimes not even starting them because I’m too afraid. This feeling of stagnation even pushed me to move cities. It’s scary and weird and it doesn’t feel fixable.

But I assure you, this community that you, me, and millions of other people have created helps with that every step of the way. You saved several of us–myself included–and the fact that we saved you too just makes this all the more magical. And even though your success makes you feel windblown and complacent, I can assure you that there is still forward momentum in all of us. You and Jack and several others inspired the idea for the only book I’ve ever finished–and this community has supported it every step of the way, from the time it went online to the day I took it down! I can’t wait to see it on shelves!

So thank you, from the bottom of my heart–Mark, Jack, this lovely group of people that I’ve been a part of for almost three years now. I’ll probably never meet any of you, but you guys have been some of the closest friends I’ve ever had.

Thank you so much.

anonymous asked:

Okay i love the pens too but how do you feel about marc methot's finger from crosby's slash?????

I think Sid should’ve been called for it. He should have had a five minute major. Sidney Crosby is undoubtedly my favourite player in the world, probably my biggest hero, and I’ve seen a lot of people making the argument that people always make hits and shit on Sid that don’t get called. The thing is though, we get mad about those not getting called, so it makes complete sense for Senators fans to get angry about that not being called. Sid has been slashing a lot lately? Honestly there’s a few moves he should’ve been called on. It just makes you wonder about the reffing this season tbh.

Hey guys, I know that there’s a lot of fear right now but two teenage girls basically yelled at my husband from their car calling him a “Trump-loving cis-het bastard” and I am absolutely infuriated, especially because my husband voted for Hillary and is just as avidly anti-Trump as I am. 

Please don’t make assumptions about people. I am just glad he didn’t have our boys with him because I am already trying to raise two boys who will learn to know their privilege and use it to help others, but slinging unfounded insults at my husband won’t help. You cannot assume who someone supports just by their looks. I’m not asking you all to agree right now but just think before you go yelling at people at random.

Kindly signal boost this for me please because I feel like these girls are probably products of this website and I want to make sure people know that this kind of behavior isn’t okay from either side.

okay, so I’ve seen multiple posts just today that were basically like “haha who ever said adulthood was having your life together and everything figured out, I’m 28 and real life is drowning me as much as it ever was”

and like…the answer to that is…adults. adults said that. generation after generation, the narrative from adults to young people has been, “you are a dumb kid who doesn’t know the world or yourself but I am a Grownup with Life Experience™, and that’s why you’re supposed to do what I tell you, that’s why I don’t need to listen to your thoughts and feelings, that’s why society imagines me as a full human being and you as something that’s going to grow into a full human being.”

there’s a great book all about this that I’ve had a lot of my students read - Childhood and Society, by a sociologist named Nick Lee. Lee argues that the child/adult binary is a socially constructed one, based, like any other such binary, on an imagined idea of clearly oppositional characteristics. specifically, he says that children are imagined as incomplete, unstable (as in their lives and experiences are constantly changing, not as in mentally unstable), and dependent, and adults as complete, stable, and independent. those characteristics don’t match up to reality if you think about them too hard for even a moment - no one is truly independent, adults’ lives aren’t stable, what does judging a human being’s “completeness” even mean - but it doesn’t matter, because our culture is so obsessed with believing in them.

and adults being forced to pretend they’re complete and independent and living stable lives is one of the toxic ways all this plays on people of all ages.

I really hope that seeing my generation talk like this - just flat-out admit that we don’t know what the hell we’re doing any better than we did ten years ago - means we have the potential to break this cycle. but honestly, entering my 30s and having seen so many people my age turn into those adults who act like they have life so well figured out compared to those dumb kids, it doesn’t seem likely. we might be a little better than we could’ve been, but too many of us are going down that tired old road of transitioning from talking about how much smarter we are than our parents to talking about how much smarter we are than our kids, just like every generation does when it hits this age.

I guess what I’m saying is, please, young 20-somethings of today, be better ten years from now than we are.

In the MBMBAM Seeso Q&A tonight, the brothers talked about how the structure of the show ended up being what it is partially because all the things that they “couldn’t do” because of social anxiety. Like, they couldn’t do man-on-the-street stuff, they couldn’t talk to a ton of strangers, they couldn’t play pranks on people, etc. And the structure of the show ends up feeling very genuine and fun because of those limits? They’re not forcing themselves to do (neurotypical) things they’re not as good at, and in the meantime, working around that stuff begets new ways of doing things. So, like, neurodiverse representation is obviously important because it’s important to be able to see that aspect of yourself in the media you love, but it’s also important because it gives us new structures and kinds of media, and that’s just so exciting to me

“I love Rouge she’s my fave”

“But her design is just awful, sexualization much?”

Okay so I know that episode 9 is right around the corner but I just want to talk about one more thing from episode 8. Specifically, this line:

I feel like it rubbed many people the wrong way and gave many of us the wrong impression. I think that a lot of people might have interpreted it as Yuuri basically saying that the tie-pull and everything that he does/thinks while skating Eros is just a performance, that it’s just acting, that it’s not real, and I would understand why it would make people angry.

But thanks to @juicy-shuu I noticed a new side to this line. Because let’s look at the context of this scene here: a moment earlier Victor is showing off to his fans and waving to the crowd – he’s not even looking at Yuuri, much less focusing on him. I think a much more plausible interpretation of the line is “The performance has begun, so from now on, you only get to keep your eyes on me.” (Think of it as an extension of ‘Don’t ever take your eyes off me’ from episode 6.)

And honestly? This makes way more sense than the idea that Yuuri is just pretending to be seducing Victor in his Eros program, because believe it or not, you don’t get extra points in figure skating for being gay. There is absolutely nothing he could gain from just acting all the things he says and does, including the kiss he blows at Victor.

The line doesn’t dismiss their relationship and what Yuuri does during his programs, in fact, it reinforces it. Add to it the line “I’ll show my love to the whole of Russia” and it’s hard to argue that what Yuuri says here is anything but romantic/sexual love. Also, notice how it’s no longer about ‘seducing’ anymore, and now it’s about ‘love’? In essence, all of this is a way of showing the viewer how far these two have come.

Not to mention that Victor was always an essential part of the Eros performance – he’s the person that Yuuri dedicates the program to, the one that helps him focus and draw his sexuality out onto the ice. It’s Victor’s attention, the fact that he’s watching, that’s spurring Yuuri on here. And he wants Victor to see as he flaunts his love in front of all of Russia. All this does is reaffirm their romantic/sexual relationship, albeit in a subtler way than just saying “I love you” or something similar.

So yes. That line (and the tie pulling) isn’t just teasing and is in fact a rather explicit way of showing the current status of their relationship. Anyone feel the same?

Okay but this is so important

FOR ONCE they showed, on TV, what it is like for a lot of people to come out. Not just coming out to other people, but coming out to YOURSELF. 

When you start to notice something, something that feels different, something that feels more right than you have ever felt. When you start to question, and realize “Hey, I might be not straight”. Once you hit that point you can’t stop thinking about it, you try to shut it off but it just bugs you. Then you start to look back “have I ever felt like this before”, you look back at your childhood, at being a teenager, and how you were with your friends and your classmates. You look back at your first crush and realize that maybe maybe that wasn’t even a crush, you just felt like you HAD to like the opposite sex. And maybe you look back at your best friend and realize that you got jealous of their other friends, maybe you realize that you got the tingles when they touched you, or felt special when they talked to you.

Coming out isn’t just saying to a friend “Hey, I’m gay” its analyzing every detail of your life, every relationship, and wondering how you didn’t see it. Did you get scared? Did you know but you didn’t want to be that? Did you repress it? I’m so happy that they finally showed this side of it on a major TV show.

Coming out isn’t waking up one day and suddenly you are gay.

It’s looking back and realizing you were all along.

so i rewatched voltron s1 (obviously) and I KNOW THE CLOSENESS BETWEEN SHIRO & KEITH HAS BEEN CLEAR ALREADY BUT i still can’t help but point out that when shiro asks “how did you know to come save me when i crashed?” — 

something about this dialogue especially (and the way he’s looking at keith), throws really heavy implications about his history with keith. when he says this the exact way he says it, he’s totally skipping over other conversational items that might have been shared between two people who aren’t as close. because they don’t need to talk about that stuff. they’re already close. and not only that, the phrasing “come save me” feels so intimate? it’s not “how did you know it was me that crashed?” or “how did you know to come find me?” — it’s “save” (which, *clutches heart* just kills me).

i mean, all i am saying is..

@ S2: GIVE ME THE SHEITH BACKSTORY OR GIVE ME DEATH.

I just need to talk about happy Yuri(o) okay

Like, this boy is 15 years old and works so hard for his skating career, pushing his limits and trying to keep up with professional skaters who are much older than him. No wonder he’s so bitter all the time!

But when he’s with his grandpa he turns into a happy child (bless this angel) because that’s what he is. He’s just a 15 y/o old boy who loves pirozhki and skating (and his grandpa)!

Originally posted by plisetskey

I’m just so glad his grandpa makes him feel happy and loved because it seems like this boy didn’t get a lot of love and support from other people (where are your parents my child???) 

So in conclusion: Bless grandpa Plisetsky 

I have managed to find a single feeling about galen erso, and it mostly concerns him being an amoral figure, wearing very badly-fitting moral skin

because clearly at one point he was okay with building the Death Star! He was chill about being head engineer for a planet-killing laser! He and Krennic were bros, they were having late night drinks in his kicky Coruscant apartment and talking about killing a lot of people!

and whatever ended up turning him (personally I like the idea that it was lyra) that sort of thing doesn’t go away. Which means that every interaction and relationship erso has afterwards is complicated by the fact that he’s……not necessarily a moral compass. He plays the role of moral compass, moral goal and obligation, for a lot of the characters, but he isn’t one. That’s just sort of the role he’s taken on, in the process of his personal revenge against the empire.

(it’s not that he’s suddenly discovered a love of democracy; it’s not that he’s now regretting the death star itself, which is still the crowning triumph of his life’s work. but they killed lyra and took jyn from him, they cannot have his other child, his beautiful awful death star. he’ll set it alight and burn them inside it before he allows that.)

which I love, because then bodhi’s near-worship of him is deeply misguided. (I love the idea that erso was—not preying on bodhi, but manipulating him a little. His intentions were never pure, but a mix of genuine concern, guilt over jyn, and necessity to have a messenger to the rebellion.) The rebellion is right to want him dead, even via cassian’s methods, and jyn’s loving & feelings of abandonment are more complicated because the flaw in the death star wasn’t her father redeeming himself, he had motives that were entirely his own.

galen erso, oppenheimer turned vengeful and manipulative, is the only way I can see caring about him.

people always say that its okay to not find a girlfriend for a long time bc its harder for us and thats true, but the thing is: if you do find one, and it doesnt go well, its okay. being sapphic doesnt mean that our relationships have to perfect. being sapphic doesnt mean that the first girl you find is gonna be your soulmate. sometimes things go wrong, and thats okay. it doesn’t mean there’s something wrong with you. maybe it wasnt even youre fault. maybe it just wasnt meant to be. i know a lot of wlw who recently found out they’re sapphic feel really pressured about having a girlfriend. i do too. but that doesnt mean we have to like every sapphic girl we meet. it doesnt mean we have to like every girl that likes us. even if you really want to have a girlfriend, sometimes you just dont like someone, and thats okay. and sometimes you find someone and you break up after a while, and thats also okay. i feel like a lot of wlw have to hear this, but i dont see people taking about this.

self care is important

hi! it’s coral aka extrastudies and i too, am working on taking better care of myself, because self care will actually help you SO MUCH. #pleasetakecareofyourself2k17

anyways, please do not forget…

to sleep: sleeping is important and you should strive to get 8-9 hours of quality sleep each night. that means you should try to stay away from blue light emitting devices (i.e. computers, phones, tablets) about 30-60 minutes before your bedtime. naps are also great! just make sure they’re not messing up your sleep schedule.

to drink your water: okay, everyone says it, but i know for a fact that you’re not doing it. at least, i’m not. so drink up! if you’re not big on water, try eating fruits and veggies that have a lot of water content. now, don’t you feel a little better?

to eat balanced meals (and snacks!): for some people, it’s hard to remember to eat, and for others, it’s hard to resist that last cookie. just remember to keep healthy snacks on hand, but if you’re not eating “perfectly”, don’t be too hard on yourself. what matters is that you get enough nutrients to function properly. if this is hard to do for you, try reaching out for support.

to take a break: it’s very tempting to try and finish your language arts essay in an hour and a half sitting, but will this increase productivity, or increase stress? try getting up for a stretch break every 20 minutes. you don’t want your eyes to become too tired or for your hand to cramp up!

to appreciate yourself and others: often, we take a lot of things for granted, and some of those things include yourself, your loved ones and friends, and ordinary people around the world. taking a moment to recognize this well help you become more mindful of your surroundings and can change your attitude.

you’re beautiful, smart, talented, and a good, thoughtful person. look how far you’ve come and how far you’ll go. you are capable of amazing things. now, go out there and spread love.

Literally how I became happy.

A lot of you guys are always concerned about me because the more that I share, the more you realize I’m a real person with struggles and issues and I’m not 100% okay 100% of the time haha so I just wanna give an update and share some insight on how I’ve been doing and what I’ve been working on.
The hair cut is the visible part. The change is sooooo real. I look like a different person but I seriously FEEL like one. Surface changes: I live in Tennessee. I have short blonde hair. I’ve now dated two guys that I actually loved. I own a house and a car. Before, I lived in California, I had freaking long brown hair, I shared a mini van with four other people, I’d never been on a date and truly questioned whether I’d ever meet anyone that liked me for who I was, I had no idea what I wanted to do with my life past like two years into the future and I felt like I would live with my parents forever. So a lot of big things have changed but honestly the biggest changes happened inside with less visible results. You can only see it in my smile and hear it in my words. But really you’ll see it in my actions over the next 12 months. It’s just the beginning.
I honestly don’t know where it came from. The last six years I have been so passive. My life has been happening to me. There have been some breakthrough moments where I learned a lot about myself and my confidence and self love, yes. I had some good times for sure. But as far as knowing what I want and where I wanna go, I was not good at that. I felt SO powerless and began to withdraw more and more, in my friendships, my career, our band, my family, everything. I shared so little each day, I had so few ideas, I didn’t create much, I only wrote when I was really upset or inspired (which wasn’t that often), I had no social life, no vision for myself, no confidence that anyone would ever love me and I just wasn’t living a rich life at all. I was an observer hoping that one day someone or something would come along and make my life actually enjoyable. I was constantly waiting. I journaled a lot and released a lot of emotion, that part was good. I just felt like I was living in a cave, stuck in the past, not doing much each day to actually experience life.
Then we moved across the country. *shock* *panic* *whoa*. That was the first time I was really shaken up.
Then I had my heart broken. Twice. I fell in love and both times it didn’t work out. I NEEDED that, to meet people who actually got me and appreciated my personality and loved all my quirks and my strange mind and how childlike I am. For the first time I felt understood. I wouldn’t change a thing. I was so closed off for so long and suddenly I was ripped open. Someone was asking for my time and attention and I had to give it to them. I was so scared but I really wanted to experience that side of life so I had to let those people see me and experience who I was. It was so good for me omg. I felt like my heart was shriveled and frozen before that, it had seen the sun maybe three times, but once that happened it absolutely bloomed. Not everyone has to fall in love to open their heart but for me that’s how it happened.
Anyway it was really intense and pushed me to the edge, dealing with that loss. I cut off all my hair. I just had enough. I was so drained. I had felt so vulnerable throughout my dating experiences, such a long period of trusting and hoping after so many years of doing the opposite, I guess I became a little over exposed. I pictured myself feeling tough and strong after a particularly intense weekend of fighting and I saw myself with no hair. It was kind of a crazy idea at first but it turned into a real desire. After a few days of thinking it over, I took the plunge.
What. A. Rush.
Suddenly I just wanted to feel alive. I went a little overboard but I did so many things. Concerts, road trips, bonfires, social plans nonstop, shopping, reinventing my style… I was really hurting during this time and I just wanted to feel better. I don’t regret doing so much but I’m glad I came down after a month and examined myself. I realized how much I was hurting and I faced it. I felt scared, hurt, abandoned, broken and vulnerable but it was comforting to identify that. Once you face it, you can feel it, release it and eventually let it go.
In October I realized I wanted more. I actually had dreams. Cutting my hair showed me I could have an idea, see it through and that it could actually go well! I wanted that on a bigger scale. I started writing again, all the time. I took an interest in my appearance again. Before, I just wanted people to think I’m pretty. Of course I still do but now it’s so much more than that. It actually is for me. When my outfit/makeup/overall look matches my mood, I feel so much more confident, comfortable with myself and ready to take on the day. Even in my work out clothes, I always try to coordinate them now and make them feel good because I know I just do more with my day when I feel confident and ready to put myself out there. You don’t need to look perfect AT ALL, in fact sometimes that can cause more stress because it puts more pressure on you. Just take the time to put yourself together and feel GOOD about what you’re wearing each day. It seriously makes a huge difference. And especially DO NOT wear anything that makes you feel bad. GET RID OF IT!!!! All your clothes should make you feel cute in some way.
Idk how this happened but I kind of just realized nothing is a big deal. The way I used to live, EVERYTHING was a HUGE deal. Texting a guy? Leaving the house? Spending 30 dollars? Calling someone first? All terrifying things I dreaded and avoided at all costs. I had to work through so much INTENSE anxiety when I first started dating, it was really sad how much that freaked me out and how much I had to work through just to get to a point where I felt comfortable going on one date or being the object of a man’s attention. I felt so incredibly unworthy.
Anyway, maybe it was the hair cut but sometime around then I just became really bold. Right now I feel like almost nothing scares me. My biggest fear is probably trusting people that have hurt me. That’s one thing I can think of that I’m struggling with and truly terrifies me, trying to rebuild broken relationships. I’m having help working through that. Other than that, there are so few things I won’t try, won’t pursue, won’t say to someone. I am becoming more bold, confident, comfortable in my own skin and sure of myself with each passing second. I just feel GOOD. Nothing is that big of a deal! Seriously force yourself to take more risks and you’ll quickly understand what I mean. You can spend weeks, months, even years fearing things and trying to predict what will happen but once you finally do them you’ll see just how unnecessary all that stress was. Nothing is that hard, that daunting, that permanent. Heck, even tattoos can be removed these days.
I think that was the biggest change of all so far: the removal of fear. Fear used to be the gas in my tank, it absolutely fueled me. Now it’s faith. I am so ON FIRE for my life!!!!!! I have so many exciting dreams I want to pursue, so much I want to create, so many places I want to go, things I want to experience, learn, master, people I want to meet and be around….. I love it all. I decide what I want and I go after it. I look at myself in the mirror and I smile. I’m starting to look as bold and unique as I feel. The long hair was beautiful and fun and maybe one day I’ll want it back but for now, it just feels too plain for how colorful and out of the box my mind is. I always used my mind a lot but I wasn’t exploring it much before. Now that I’m embracing my unconventional brain, I just want to express that openness and share it with the world.
Also I’ve noticed I’m getting disappointed comments from traditional, conformist men I never wanted to date anyway that used to love my hair 😂 so no offense but I was never interested in you anyway, there are soooooo many long haired women in the world you can comment on that you’ll probably never even meet but i’m just one less you need to worry about hahaha. All of the bold men that liked me before just like me more now. And I think it’s because I also like myself more! Confidence attracts confidence! I’m growing into the baller I was born to be and it’s just helping me attract more ballers 😂😂
BTW THERES NOTHING WRONG WITH HAVING LONG HAIR OR A MORE SIMPLE STYLE I FULLY SUPPORT IT. YOU DONT HAVE TO LOOK LIKE A CRAZY PERSON OR LIVE A WILD UNCONVENTIONAL LIFE TO BALL OUT ON EVERYONE THATS JUST HOW I CHOOSE TO DO IT HAHA. EVERYONE IS A BALLER IN THEIR OWN WAY I EMBRACE AVERAGE LOOKING PEOPLE AND WILD LOOKING PEOPLE, AS LONG AS YOURE LIVING A LIFE YOU LOVE AND CHOOSING WHAT TRULY FULFILLS YOU!!!!!!!!!!! WHATEVER YOU CHOOSE JUST LIVE IT BECAUSE YOU LOVE IT 🙌🏼
Anyway, I feel so much more confident in myself, men or no men. It’s funny cuz I finally stopped worrying about guys and now I actually interact with them the way I always wanted to hahaha.
I no longer rely on the approval of others to get through the day. I no longer feel paralyzed by fear every morning and night. I no longer ponder whether I’m worthy of a date or not. I no longer look in the mirror and sigh. I no longer think of the future as a blurry grey blob filled with hopelessness, uncertainty and fear. I know it will be whatever I make it and I am going to make it freaking phenomenal.
That’s a huge key, putting YOURSELF in the drivers seat. Forget this message of victimization. You are the person holding yourself down but YOU can be the one to lift yourself up!!!! Wow I just got a huge craving for meat loaf and mashed potatoes. HAHAHA. Anyway, put yourself in control. Ask God for guidance. Trust that you are taken care of always because YOU ARE. Embrace yourself. Stop thinking you have to be perfect. Stop thinking you’re unlovable. Realize how cool you are and how much you have going for yourself. Jump in and try things. Stop thinking you have to be “ready”. THE LESSONS OF FAILURE ARE FAR MORE VALUABLE THAN THE PRIZES OF SUCCESS!!!!!!!!!!!
On that note, go kill it. Embrace yourself. Blossom. Live. Come alive. You got this 👊🏼💗

what she says: i love freeze your brain

what she means: If you look at Freeze Your Brain at face value, you could easily interperet it as simply about JD’s fixation on 7/11 and his issues oversharing. But it’s really more about a place that feels normal and familiar and safe in a frightening and new situation. It’s easy to overlook this, as a lot of the song is made to be comedic. Take the lines “When mom was alive/we lived halfway normal./Now it’s just me and my dad,/we’re less formal” for example. During the musical, it’s easy to focus more on Veronica freaking out than on JD’s words and their meaning. This is done intentionally, as if to show that JD hides how hurt he is about his mother’s death with other emotions, as many people do. Towards the end, it is shown that JD uses slushies to control a possible self-harm habit and self-destructive thoughts, and that’s when the gravity of the song hits you. Despite sounding light-hearted, Freeze Your Brain is about a teenager trying to hold onto the one place that makes him feel safe and happy no matter where he is. If you consider the possibility that his mother introduced him to 7/11, it’s also about trying to recapture childhood emotions, despite the fact that so many things have changed.

this has probably been said before by other people but i can’t get over how in rogue one, cassian keeps coming back for jyn

like she is a character who has twice been abandoned by the people she cared about, has learned that she can only depend on herself because other people are only going to leave her. 

and don’t get me wrong, i’m not underemphasising the importance of the whole squad - having bodhi, baze and chirrut with her and their support is definitely important. but there’s also cassian, who comes back for her every time, at first just because it’s the right thing to do and he’s a good guy but by the end he’s dragging himself almost back from the dead because he is not going to leave her

About Even's feelings for Isak.

Okay so, I have seen A LOT of people bashing Even lately. Those people kept saying that he just played with Isak or that he just used him and never had any real feelings for him. So I decided to make a post about why those people are absolutely WRONG. Enjoy !!

  • Even constantly getting jealous whenever Isak is with Emma. (for example: when Isak & Emma make out at the party in Episode 3 and Even immediately sits down next to them & stops their make out session) 
  •  The fact that Even is deadass looking at Isak like he is the most important person on the planet. And honestly, those looks cannot lie.
  • Even staying at Isak’s and them just cuddling and talking and making out and just being soft™. I don’t think Even would do all of that if he was just “playing around”.
  • Even ignoring Sonja’s calls when he’s at Isak’s. Don’t think he’d do that either if it wasn’t serious with him.
  • Even saying “Can’t I just stay in here with you FOREVER?” I mean, he fucking said forever. FOREVER. Not for a day or until next Wednesday. No. He said forever. He felt safe and good when he was just lying around with Isak. I personally think that sentence means a lot.
  • Even talking about dating and about meeting eachother’s parents, etc. That’s stuff you only talk about when you are serious about being with someone. 
  • Even complimenting Isak and just being affectionate with him (even at school I mean ??? They both didn’t care about anything else but eachother)


I don’t know about you, but it couldn’t be more obvious that Even actually does have REAL and SERIOUS feelings for Isak. I don’t get how people can say otherwise.

Okay, Tumblr, we need to talk.

Listen, mermaids are not usually my thing. I am pretty indifferent towards them in general, but I see a lot of you in my dash posting about mermaids, so I saw this novel and even though I have just started it and I can’t tell you if it’s going to be good or not, I feel it is my civic duty to tell you it exists. Ready?

Ice Massacre, by Tiana Warner. 

A book about a little island at war with a growing colony of mermaids living in the waters around them. So they send warriors to fight them, but historically men don’t do very good against that mermaid lure magic thing they do, so they decide to send a ship full of highly trained girl warriors, and the protagonist is the one Useless Lesbian™ of the ship (who, by the way, also happens to be a lady of color, like most people in the island).

Like I said, mermaids are not my thing and I have only read a few chapters, but so far it is fast-paced and action-y, with a touch of fantasy. The kind of entertaining book you read fast and easy.

Sounds good? Happy to hear it. The paperback is fifteen dollars, but it’s literally less than a fucking dollar for Kindle right now and until July the 31st, because a sequel is coming out in two days and they are having a special offer.

Now go grab your fantasy lesbian mermaid girl warrior novel.  

Edit: I finished the novel and it was great fun, I basically demolished it in two days. Mostly lots of action (and it gets way more graphic than I expected it to) with a touch of reimagined folklore-ish fantasy. It’s the kind of lovely book you can just keep reading if you want to, and devour it in one go. If you are into fantasy YA, badass lady protagonists and mermaids, give it a go, I know many people around here will enjoy this a lot!

INFJs I’ve Met (by an INFJ)

What I noticed and observed about them: 

  1. Most of the INFJ females I know–including me–tend to post deep, motivational, and inspirational quotes on their Facebook. It’s as if their profile is a feel-good page. It’s their way of reminding themselves to be positive and to understand things. However–if they’re going through bad times–be prepared to see a lot of emotional and heartbreaking posts.
  2. When I first met some of them, they seemed really outgoing and approachable. Super easy to talk to. Then later on I realized that they’re actually quiet individuals when they’re relaxed. This is often misunderstood by other people because of the abrupt change of behavior–making them think that they aren’t okay. But really, they’re just…like that. 
  3. They could be the friendliest people, yet the most distant. It’s confusing, really. But all you have to do is show that you care and be there most of the time. Then they’ll eventually open up. 
  4. They are so so so socially selective. When I’d see them talk with their close friends, they can seem so extroverted because of how loud they get. But you can only “unlock” this side of theirs if they feel comfortable enough around you (usual introvert thing). 
  5. The females INFJs I know (including me, I have to admit) are brutally honest but SO on-point that it hurts and can rip your heart out but…they say what you need to hear. It’s their way of helping people out. (their Judging aspect) 
  6. The male INFJs seem to be too nice at first, but it’ll fade away once you prove to them that you are not worthy. Once you reach their limits, they will be the coldest people ever–and it is the scariest thing ever.
  7. Some of the INFJs I know tend to stay in toxic relationships. After all, they’re known to be the “counselors” or “protectors” of the MBTI (similar to ENFJs). They see people as projects and they get confidence from helping others out–as if it’s their cry for help for someone to maybe…help them. (Which is impossible since INFJs know deep down that only they can help themselves. They’re very independent in that sense)  
  8. A continuation of the one above– they want to save everyone but can’t save themselves. I personally had experiences where I helped people several times and acted like their “life coach” when in reality, I, too–needed help as well. 

P.S. Finally got to update after 7 months!! I’ve been so busy with school… but now it’s Christmas break, so I can make some time for this :) 

I will be replying to your messages~ And I don’t think I’ll be continuing aesthetics–since I don’t want this to turn into another MBTI Aesthetic blog, so yeah, sorry guys! 

I’m feeling a bit nostalgic all of sudden, so what do I do? Right! Headcanon coming right up!

Imagine that somewhere in the future, years and years from now, Izuku is no longer the teenager he is now. He’s a grown man, a top hero, and has taken up the work his mentor has passed onto him – he is not a lone pillar like All Might once was, because there are other young heroes (mostly Class 1-A) right beside him, working together with him, but unofficially, the citizens talk about the hero “Deku” being the new Number One. It is as if All Might has come back, even stronger than before, some say.

One day, Toshinori is walking down the street, sunglasses perched on his nose, a hat drawn in deep to hide his features. People nowadays don’t make a fuss over him when they happen to recognize him, not anymore, but there are still a lot of All Might supporters out there. Whenever he doesn’t feel like getting too much attention, he disguises himself just enough to pass as a normal citizen.

Which he is, now. No hero, just a normal person coming back from buying groceries for lunch. 

It doesn’t bother him anymore. There are others who do his old job now, and he can safely say that they are doing a fabulous job at it.

 

But still… as he tilts his head back in order to stretch his aching neck a bit, his gaze lands on a poster. It’s colourful, slogan plastered over it, and a familiar mop of green hair is to be seen on it.

“Hero Deku – The movie! Coming soon!” it reads in big, bold letters.

Toshinori stops in his walk and reads it again. He has seen such posters often already. Deku’s face greets him everywhere he goes – pictures in newspapers, in commercials, action figures lining racks at the supermarket. It grins at him from T-Shirt that young Deku-fanboy’s and fangirls wear, proudly presenting their hero to the world.

Their hero.

Suddenly, the realization crushes down on Toshinori. Izuku… Izuku is a hero now. No, he is the hero, even more famous and stronger than All Might once was.

Izuku has reached his goal, fulfilled his dream.

A memory flashes before Toshinori’s inner eye – a shy, tense boy, nearing tears, asking him loudly and with a waver in his voice

“Can someone without a quirk become a hero like you?!”

A wide smile blooms on Toshinori’s face, warm affection and pride flooding him, letting tears well up in his eyes. Chuckling to himself, he pushes his sunglasses onto his forehead, rubbing at his eyes with the ball of his free hand. “Yeesh. I’m getting sentimental in my old age.”

There is a quick breathe next to him, before a high, breathless voice chirps from around his knees. “Are you All Might?”

Toshinori blinks the last tears back and looks down. There is a little boy standing next to him, big round eyes staring up at him reverently, little chubby fists clutching a familiar action figure painted mostly in green.

“Why, you’re right my boy,” Toshinori shifts and gets down on one knee in order to be on eye-level with the little one. A smile tugs at his lips. “I really used to be All Might.”

The boy’s eyes go even bigger, a feat that should have been impossible, and a wide, toothy grin spreads on the round face. “That’s so cool! You’re the real All Might!”

Toshinori laughs at that, hoarse but honest. The excitement reminds him of another fanboy…

“Did you really train Deku?”

The laugh trails off, turning into chuckles before Toshinori quieted completely, smiling nostalgically.

Once, he had been recognized for his deeds as All Might. Now, he was recognized as Deku’s teacher.

It made him feel ready to burst with pride, warmth swelling in his chest.

“Yes, I did,” he pats the boy’s head gently, chuckling at the happy squeak that gets him. “You’re well informed, young man.”

The grin widens even more, and the boy hops up and down in excitement, the Deku-figurine pressed to his chest. “I know everything about Deku! He’s my hero!”

“Is he now?”

“Yes! I want to be just like him when I grow up!”

Toshinori hums, half-listening as the boy rambles on, listing up feats that Deku has done, and why he thinks that Deku is the coolest hero out of all of them. All the while, Toshinori slips one hand into the pocket of his hoodie and pulls out his phone, trying to catch a glimpse of the time.

Already five minutes late.

He will probably be worried by now, he muses, amusement and the beginning of an idea flickering through him.

“My boy.”

The little one stops, excited expression shifting into a mixture of embarrassment and worry. “O-Oh! Sorry, um, I know I always talk too much…”

“Not at all,” Toshinori calms him, smiling slightly. “But I wanted to know: What would you say if you accompany me for a bit? There is someone I would like you to meet.”

“Someone…?” for a second, the boy frowns, contemplating, before he beams again. After all, it is All Might he is talking with. “Okay!”

Toshinori gets up again, silently cursing his cracking knees – he really was getting old – gathering his grocery bags and resuming his walk. The boy kept up with his slow steps easily, hopping all the while, talking and talking and talking.

It brought a grin to Toshinori’s face. Fanboys were always the same, it seemed.

They turned the last corner, Toshinori’s home in sight right before them, as someone called out, “There you are! Yeesh, I was already getting worried here!”

The boy stopped hopping, basically freezing in spot, as a tall, green-haired man appeared right in front of them. He was huge, at least for the boy, only an inch or so smaller than All Might himself, broad shoulders hidden underneath a wide shirt reading “All M”

Toshinori just hummed, fumbling for his keys. “Hello to you too, my boy.”

The other snorted, shaking his head. “That’s all? Please call me next time when you’re late. The last time you didn’t show up in time, it was because you had run into another villain incident.”

“Bad luck. And you bailed me out from it easily,” Toshinori rumbled, shoving the younger aside gently in order to reach the door. “Stop pampering an old man like me, will you?”

“Never. And don’t call yourself old” in a gesture not very fitting for a grown man, the younger stuck his tongue out at the blond, getting punched lightly in the shoulder for it.

Only then did the man notice that his former teacher had company. Green eyes blinked as they locked onto the frozen little boy who was staring up at him in wonder. “Oh? Who is…?”

“You’re Deku!” the little boy breathed reverently, even more fascinated by the fact that his hero was standing in front of him than he had been by the sight of All Might himself.

“Um. Yes?” A sheepish smile appeared on Izuku’s face as he scratched the back of his head. “Hello there!”

“You’re really, really Deku!”

“Ummmm…” Izuku’s gaze shifted from the excited little fanboy towards his mentor, helpless, silently saying Help, I’m overwhelmed.

Toshinori barely managed to bite back a snort, shoulders shaking with laughter. “Izuku, meet your number one fanboy.”

“I’m Taiki!” The boy was beaming now, eyes ablaze with happiness at the sight of his idol. “And you’re the coolest hero ever!”

“Eh?” Izuku’s smile was more relaxed now. He was familiar with the excitement one felt when meeting his idol, after all. “That’s a very nice thing of you to say, Taiki, thank you.”

“Oh, oh! Can I have your autograph? Please? That would be so great!”

“Of course you can. Wait, I do have a pen somewhere…”

 

Toshinori stopped in the open door, leaning against the doorframe as he watched his student and Taiki. Izuku had crouched down in front of the boy, signing the offered notebook (“I read on the internet that you used to take notes of everything, Deku!” – “I still do that, actually.”)

Another warm, overwhelming feel of pride wells up inside the blond, and he can feel himself smiling softly.

Izuku catches that, lifting an eyebrow. “What?”

“Hmmm?”

“You’re smiling at me.”

“Can’t I be proud of my boy?” Toshinori gives back easily.

Izuku’s expression changes into something bright, happy, warm, and he smiles widely.

Toshinori clears his throat, pushing himself off from the doorframe. “Well, I should get started on lunch, I guess.”

Taiki’s smile falls, and he looks up from the autograph he had just admired. “Oh. Should I…?”

“You,” Izuku interrupted him softly, “Should try and call your parents to ask if you can stay for lunch.”

It takes a moment for the words to sink in, but then, Taiki’s whole face lights up. “Really?!”

“M-hm,” Izuku’s gaze flickers over to his mentor quickly, before he mock-whispers “Toshi- All Might always cooks too much, you know. He thinks I would starve otherwise.”

“I do not,” Toshinori admonishes from where he is kicking of his shoes already. “I know your mother. She would never let you starve.”

“Still not sure about that!” Izuku quips back, laughing, before he turns to his young fanboy again. “What do you think, Taiki?”

The boy’s face is almost splitting under his big grin. “I will call them!”

Toshinori watches, smiling, as the young fanboy scrambles to call his parents, while Izuku waits at the doorstep patiently.

Yes. Izuku really has come a long way.

Izuku looks over his shoulder, catching Toshinori smiling absentmindedly again, and he laughs at his mentor happily. “I still can’t believe that I have fanboys now! That’s so awesome!”

 

Toshinori blinks, shaking his head, grinning back.

But some things would never change.

 

“You’re too modest, Izuku.”