i'm really at a loss for words

the thing that makes me the most angry about teen wolf is how they never showed the pack coping with allison’s death. like did scott spend every night for weeks crying?? did melissa come and hold him until he fell back asleep?? did kira ever feel weird being with scott and wished she could’ve had allison’s approval?? did lydia ever talk to anyone about the loss of her best friend?? did she distance herself from kira and malia because she was afraid starting another female friendship would somehow ruin hers and allisons?? did stiles ever get angry and punch walls or scream at the guilt he felt?? did he ever talk with his dad or scott or anyone and hear the words “it’s not your fault”?? basically what i’m saying is jeff davis and the writers should’ve spent more time on the pack dealing with allisons loss.


In Loving Memory Of Christina Grimmie

❝ My goal, in my career is to inspire people,
to get my music people out there and have people
enjoy it and really think of me as an inspirational artist.❞

Christina Grimmie was taken from all of us far too soon, but the impact she had on this world in the short 22 years of her life will carry on forever.

I don’t think I can find the words to tell you how truly sorry I am, my friend… I do not know that there’s much I can say or do to make the pain relent, I’ve been in your place far too many times.

But loss is natural, as is the pain that it causes. I’m sure that, for as long as you two were friends, she loved you deeply and she was grateful to have you. I’m sure you cared for her well, and she felt at peace when she left. I’m sure she felt your comfort throughout. Take solace in the fact that she will no longer be in pain. That wherever she is, is better than the sufferings we must endure here. 

If I can help you though this trying time, I will… I’ll do what it takes. You will always have my shoulder to cry upon. 

I wish you luck navigating the feelings that undoubtedly swarm you now. I know you can be strong, da’len. Remember she will always be with you, she’ll be watching over you, and she’d love to see you smile again. 

-sincerely, Solas

I fell in love with this prompt the second I read it. (Modern AU) 

Enjolras tries to ignore the chatters of his friends while reviewing meeting notes, but they are too loud, too persistent, too worried.

Grantaire has been the topic of conversation for the last three days. The latter has been fussed over by the rest of the Les Amis on multiple occasions for being “sick”. His excuse is always the same: I’m fine, just stressed with loads to do.

The rest of the group don’t push the brunet; though, Enjolras can tell how much it’s killing Combeferre to not perform a full examination.

But, while the others worry for Grantaire in secret, Enjolras isn’t quite convinced, so when Grantaire stumbles into tonight’s meeting mumbling his typical excuse, Enjolras replies with a scoff.

Keep reading

ok so. because i lost a lot of my work, including a one-shot bnha thing and a steven universe pic (it was gonna be a surprise drop tonight but… you know), I’m gonna take a break for a few days. Just to try and recover from this. I still can’t really believe all those pages of the otayuri comic are gone, but i’m trying to stay calm about everything i’ve lost. I can redraw it. I can…


okay, I kept thinking about an aos!City-on-the-edge-of-forever version, and I clearly overthought this, and…. I don’t know, on the one hand it’s still I-don’t-believe-in-no-win-scenarios-Kirk but on the other hand we also have a Jim that has so much more expierence with loss and grief.
And Spock just wants to say that, not matter what the greater good may be, it’s okay to mourn, cause Spock knows one thing or two about suppressed grief and- ಠ_ಠ

five fics <3

@a-candle-for-sherlock tagged me to do a little promo for my five fav of my own fics, which is nice because I’m very pro-self-promo but not too often does the cause arise. so here are my top five fav fics I’ve written! hope you enjoy <3

the dead-end case of the kilted kirkyard killer (8,823 words, explicit), different first meeting, kiltlock. this is honest to god my favorite fic I’ve ever written. it’s a fun little romp through Edinburgh, lots of banter, little bit of sex, not at all heavy. just a good atmospheric pick-me-up.

the napoleon (24,842 words, explicit), 1980s au, Halloween fic. I had so much fun writing this one, with all the references to 80s culture and slasher/horror flicks (nothing too gory, though - canon-typical violence I think). this was the first time I’d tried alternating POVs, which I liked surprisingly a lot, and it made the sex scene at the end really neat, I think. 

if nobody speaks of remarkable things (34,328 words, explicit), tw for pregnancy loss. hard to describe how much this fic means to me. writing it was the hardest and best thing I think I’ve ever done for myself, and I’ve connected with so many people through it in such a meaningful way. we are none of us alone, and writing this fic gave me the chance to understand that. 

between each beat are words unsaid (107,998 words, teen), epistolary. this fic will always have a soft spot with me because this is how I met Leslie, lol. but I also really got to explore John in this fic, and he’s such a beautiful character. for those of you who are looking for something other than what s4 was, this fic might be for you.

carrying up his morning tea (22,526 words, mature), angst, and also angst. this is my current WIP - one more chapter to go! it has really pushed me to my limits as a writer, trying to get just the right language down to convey a feeling, trying to explore the nuances of grief and loss and hope, and I can’t wait to share the end with you all. 

tagging @hudders-and-hiddles @victuuriplease @vitruvianwatson @mycapeisplaid @scullyseviltwin only if you like and anyone who hasn’t done this one yet! 

  • Miss Flemming: Well, I'll have to see how much of your essay you have done before I give you girls an extension.
  • Heather McNamara: *perks up* Hey, I'll tell you what. You can take a good look at a butcher's ass by sticking your head up there, but wouldn't you rather take his word for it?
  • Miss Flemming: What? *Heather looks panicked* I'm, uh, failing to make the connection here, dear.
  • Heather McNamara: No, uh, what I meant was that you can get a good look at a t-bone by sticking your head up a BUTCHER'S ass-----but no, it's gotta be your bull....
  • Heather Duke: Wow.
  • Heather McNamara: So here's the deal, if I want you to---
  • Heather Duke: You have derailed.
  • Heather McNamara: Shut up, Heather!
  • Miss Flemming: Heather, I'm really at a loss for words here...
  • Heather McNamara: Forget it! I quit! I can't do this anymore, man! My head's about to explode! My whole life sucks! I don't know what I'm doing! I don't know where I'm going! My best friend just died, we just killed Bambi, I'm out here getting my ass kicked and every time I drive down the road I wanna jerk the wheel into a GOD DAMN BRIDGE ABUTMENT!!!
  • Miss Flemming:
  • Heather McNamara:
  • Heather Duke:
  • Heather Duke: *takes out slip of paper* We'll be in touch...

dustonmyscreen  asked:

goddamnit now i'm thinking about bb derek playing party games 😑 (hs au, obvs) super awkward jock derek sitting in a circle with jydia and all their jock friends (and stiles too they guess whatever but just because he brought alcohol) playing truth or dare or sth and derek's like. sweating through his t-shirt bc stiles gets handsy when drunk and rn he's leaning over to fondle derek's biceps and shoulders and going 'huh. no wonder finstock's been trying to recruit you for lacrosse.'

someone probably dared derek to strip his shirt off and flex his muscles, which, fine, whatever, would probably be no big deal on a normal day because he changes in front of most of these people for basketball anyway and they just wanna make him look kinda stupid. but no. today stiles is here, and lydia knows about derek’s huge crush on him–not that he would ever, ever tell her about it, but lydia is terrifying and omnipotent–and she is 101% doing this to him on purpose. but he’s a little drunk already and feeling looser than usual, so he does it. his friends mockingly wolf-whistle, but a few of their girlfriends and one or two of the guys give him lingering looks, and he feels more awkward than ever. especially because one of those guys is stiles, which is weird and stressful and agh, because why is he staring so intently? sure, he’s a little drunk, but he’s looking at derek like he’s in a staring contest with his pecs. and yeah, derek knows he’s conventionally attractive, his sisters love to tease him about how cuuuute everyone at school thinks he is, but really he’s just wildly awkward and nerdy and would seriously like his shirt back on, particularly so the cutest guy in school will stop looking at him like that. he has no idea why it makes him feel so inadequate when stiles has given no indication it’s negative attention, but it does. he grabs his shirt back and is about to pull it on when stiles grabs him by the bicep, running his hand along it and blinking slowly because he’s more than a little tipsy, and says, “huh, no wonder finstock’s been trying to recruit you for lacrosse.” derek hopes people will attribute the sudden redness in his cheeks to the alcohol rather than being totally and completely flustered, but based on the team’s snickers, he doubts it. the next day, when stiles is sober and derek is on his way to the gym for practice, someone grabs him lightly by the arm again. “so it wasn’t just my drunk mind running wild,” stiles says, winking. “you really should try out for lacrosse sometime. maybe you and i can get in some workouts together. and not necessarily in the gym.” derek is at a loss for words when mccall suddenly turns the corner, and stiles runs to catch him. over his shoulder, he grins and yells, “text me!” and derek is ready to melt into a puddle on the floor. but… after he texts stiles. 

Anyone can bear,
A mountain of weight,
For years on end,
And let it shape them into a diamond,
Hard and strong,
It takes a different sort of person,
To go through all of it,
And still keep their gentleness,
Stay warm and soft.
A flower rather than a stone.
There’s strength in that too.
An exquisite beauty.


this perfect poem was written for me by my darling talented friend and i am beyond amazed and at awe and at loss for words

anonymous asked:

I'm the venomous!Nightwing anon-back at it again! What if the Nightwing's venom is a highly corrosive enzyme that works along with their saliva to both break down the tissue of their prey for easier digestion AND eat away the flesh around bite wounds on live prey, making it more prone to infection and blood loss, and therefore easier to kill.

Why do we have a scientist in our inbox

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The Signs As Gordon Ramsay Insults (Vol 2.)
  • Aries: "One word. BULLSHIT."
  • Taurus: "You should be embarassed for literally breathing!"
  • Gemini: "Honestly? Seriously? Are you fucking kidding me?"
  • Cancer: "Madame...I'm really sorry but you've lost the plot."
  • Leo: "Drop the bravado and focus!"
  • Virgo: "This is not loss of control. This is stupidity at its best."
  • Libra: "You are running yourself into the ground."
  • Scorpio: "Let me finish my sentence first!"
  • Saggitarius: "Got a dog at home? Don't feed him that."
  • Capricorn: "WHAT is that?"
  • Aquarius: "You are making so many mistakes you've lost track of what's right and what's wrong."
  • Pisces: "I feel like screaming because it's like you're in denial!"
read the bartimaeus sequence.
  • nothing has ever made me cry more than ptolemy's gate. the ending obviously had me weeping like a madwoman but the bartimaeus/ptolemy arc and the alexandria parts had me actually bawling my eyes out. i don't want to and will never forget these books. they are not just children's fairytales but a journey of laughs, tears, sort of not liking a character and seeing them redeem their true selves. it was a ride and it was beautiful and i will always remember it. it was so much that was needed in a trilogy and constituted purely platonic relationships. maybe that's why it's not more famous but i'd choose bartimaeus any day over any ya novels.the whole story is just so ... i'm at a loss of words. there's not really a safe haven for our nat like hogwarts or camp half-blood and any comfort he had like mrs underwood or ms lutyens were taken away from him. he became a creature he didn't really want to be and bart saw all those changes but he still saw the good in him, still saw the brightness of the ptolemy he had lost all those years ago. and then, kitty was a whole another dynamic. her friendship with jakob, her hatred of the magicians, her participation in the resistance. it takes a lot knowing that what you set your entire life to was a false hope. and kitty and bart. there was so much that bart saw in kitty that reminded him of ptolemy and you know one of the most important things in the entire series is the ptolemy/bartimaeus bond. his intentions were the best and bartimaeus took time to understand that but he DID and that's why he loved him. loved him as a person who was the first to be different and recognise each and every soul. like seriously, if you haven't yet read it GO READ BARTIMAEUS. i promise it will be a rollercoaster and it WILL be heartbreaking but completely worth it. you're missing out on a lot, so please I IMPLORE YOU, READ THIS WONDERFUL SERIES.

anonymous asked:

You're not trash because you still miss your mom. That's an awful, life-changing thing to go through, and there is no timeline for grief. You handle it in the way you know best, and no one can fault you for that. I bet she'd be proud of the person you've grown up to be. ❤️

…goodness gracious who’s chopping onions?

this house is falling down on our fucking heads
the rats are chowing down on our fucking beds
our bosses and our parents think we’re fucking reds
the commies think that we’re a bunch of fucking feds

i get knocked down, but i get up again
can’t keep me down
i get knocked down, but i get up again

the crime scene is covered in our dna
our lawyer sucks, who else could we afford to pay?
our friends aren’t coming, no matter what they say
our friends aren’t coming, no matter what they fucking say

i get knocked down, but i get up again
can’t keep me down
i get knocked down, but i get up again

there’s a feeling in the night, i wake up sweaty
words like “home” are disconnected from their meaning
no, i’ve never really believed in safety
there are things i’ve never known but will always be mourning

anonymous asked:

This is stupid it's just I can't get a straight answer from Google; what is a psychotic episode exactly and what does it entail? Sorry I know it's either me or google being stupid and if it's me I'm sorry

To clarify, it’s like, my therapist showed me some really upsetting things, and now I need to know because I think I have had a couple psychotic break, but, now I really need to know for sure and nobody’s helping

this question isn’t stupid,..

well, a psychotic break is a loss of contact with reality. so you get stuff like positive symptoms –

  • hallucinations
  • delusions
  • paranoia
  • disorganized speech + disorganized thoughts (racing thoughts, very slow thoughts, mixing up words, relating one topic to another completely different topic even though it makes sense in your head, gibberish??)
  • difficulty to concentrate
  • catatonia (inability to move) or motor dysfunction

  …and negative symptoms, similar to symptoms of depression –

  • anhedonia (loss of interest in things you usually liked)
  • apathy
  • decrease of emotion or inappropriate laughing/crying/emotion (eg: laughing at someone crying, laughing at someone hurt, crying when someone tells you a joke, crying at happy/cute things, like puppies, etc)
  • executive dysfunction (wanting to do something, but you can’t)
  • and decrease of pleasure. 

feel free to message me if you want to talk or have questions !! (x)


Anon request: Timer Soulmate!Seungkwan

  • 000000 Days 10 Hours 04 Minutes 27 Seconds
  • Seungkwan wanted to scream
  • He’s so close to meeting his soulmate
  • He’s just
  • So excited
  • Seungkwan’s kinda a romantic and has been dreaming of this since getting his timer
  • At the age of 13 btw
  • Which he’s still pretty salty about
  • All his other friend got their timer when they were 11
  • But he had to wait
  • Two years of salt I tell you
  • But that’s another story for another time
  • Waking up to see Seungkwan only had 10 hours left
  • It was like his life was starting to actually become a reality
  • This is the moment EVERYONE looks forward to
  • And Seungkwan was starting to get REALLY annoyed of hearing about his friends meeting their soulmates
  • He wanted to meet his too, god dammit!
  • Even though he still had 10 hours left, Seungkwan took up pretty much the entire day to make himself look eXTREMELY nice
  • Like
  • Damn
  • He looked really fuckin good
  • Like he looks good every day and ofc he knows this
  • But wow
  • Seungkwan would tap himself
  • In fact he totally did but he’s alone in his bathroom so no one knows except for himself
  • Okay but don’t even pretend like you haven’t before
  • Anyways
  • After he finished preparing himself he looked down at his timer
  • To see there was still about 5 hours to go
  • This was gonna be a l o n g day
  • So
  • In order to make time go faster
  • Seungkwan played a shIT TON of video games
  • So many rpg’s I tell you
  • Tales of Vesperia being his favorite
  • The time went by a lot faster
  • To the point that Seungkwan kinda forgot??? What a dork
  • After about 4 hours of playing games, Seungkwan decided he needed more snack foods
  • So! To the nearest grocery story he went!
  • He walked of course
  • This boy doesn’t have a driver’s license
  • Too lazy to study for the test
  • Same
  • Upon reaching the grocery store, he made a beeline for the snack section
  • And good lORD the amount of delicious snacks oh goodness what was he gonna c h o o s e
  • That was when
  • A thing happened
  • And just
  • Seungkwan kinda
  • Lost his shit
  • Okay s o
  • He was looking around at the cookies
  • Strawberry Wafers ofc
  • The best cookies e v e r
  • When suddenly???
  • There was a loud crash
  • And he could hear tons of snacks hit the ground
  • And the one who dropped them
  • Which was you btw
  • Just kinda
  • Bursted into laughter
  • Like you weren’t even mad that he didn’t try to help you cause that’s EXACTLY what you would’ve done???
  • Once he heard the laugh, Seungkwan looked over
  • And my l o r d
  • You were g o r g e o u s
  • Seungkwan froze
  • Totally dropping the snacks once again
  • Which broke him out of his trance and he continued to pick them up once again
  • A few “shit” and “fuck”s slipping past his lips
  • The lips that were placed upon his bEET RED FACE THIS POOR KID
  • You giggled once again and helped pick the food up
  • “Thank you for your help!”
  • “Yea-uh-I-….Yeah…”
  • Nice wow what quality conversation
  • Luckily you were able to carry it cause wow he REALLY wanted to talk to you
  • “It’s very nice to meet you…?”
  • He fumbled
  • “S-Seungkwan! Boo… Boo- uh- Seungkwan!”
  • The two of you shook hands
  • And
  • The timers went off
  • Which only made Seungkwans face redder than before
  • “Well… I guess that means we’re soulmates, huh!”
  • He just nodded
  • Seriously when had he ever been at a loss for words??? This boy talks 24/7 like wtf
  • Finally he was able to muster up the courage to smile back over at you
  • “It’s nice to meet you, soulmate!”
  • His life is hard

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