if you're thinking to yourself

  • somebody: wow! such a nice and warm weather, it feels like spring!
  • me: nice
  • me, muttering under my breath: shut the fuck up!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! it's JANUARY it's not supposed to be this warm yet!!!!!!!!!!! global warming is HERE and our cold snowy beautiful winters are forever history!!!!!! yet we are doing NOTHING about the case!!!!!!!! and even if we did something trump is the president of united states now and he's going to FUCK everything UP because his climate decisions will affect EVERYBODY!!!ON!THIS!PLANET! this weather is not _NICE AND WARM___ WHAT THE FUCKKK it's the awaiting HELLFIRE THAT'S RADIATING HEAT UPON US SO SHUT UP

genuinely! the more confidently you present yourself, the more everyone - including you! - will begin to see the positive aspects of you! keep trying! fake it ‘til you make it! 💕💫


[<– pages 6-10] [pages 11-15 –>]

some swaingel m intro! b n and m tend to tell a fast, abridged version of their history, both because they are lazy and because i am lazy

some michael and lucifer planned for tomorrow’s pages!

To be, or not to be...

Something else interesting to note about Sherlock and Molly, and who they ‘pretend’ to be in the real world:

Sherlock only likes himself when he’s something he’s not.  When he’s dressed up in his detective identity.  He hates himself, or is terribly uncomfortable, as anything else.

Molly is only not herself one time in the series, during the Christmas episode.  She dressed up in a ‘costume’, to try and be something she really wasn’t.  It’s the only time we see her look completely and utterly uncomfortable.

In TEH, when Sherlock shyly asks Molly to come and participate in a case with him, she asks him what John usually does.  By this point, Sherlock knows Molly.  He remembers the last time she was at 221B, trying so hard to be someone she wasn’t, for him.  This time, he makes sure she knows all he wants is for her to be herself. “You’re not being John, you’re being yourself.”

Molly is only comfortable when she’s herself.  Something I think Sherlock admires greatly about her.

Sherlock is never comfortable, never okay when he’s himself…except when he’s with Molly.

Sherlock trusting Molly enough to be himself with her is in itself a kind of love. It’s not an everyday romantic kind of love, but I think for Molly, it’s worth far more than any dinner date or night at the pub.  To her, it’s pure diamonds.

bisexuals who are questioning their identity shouldn’t feel pressured to stick with the bisexual label because they don’t want to perpetuate the stereotype that bisexuals are just experimenting or just using bisexuality as a “bridge sexuality” to coming out as gay/lesbian. your label is your label and if bisexuality doesn’t fit you, don’t be afraid to change it!

Let’s start the anti self-deprecation movement
  • Don’t tolerate it in yourself: ask “why am I feeling the need to undercut myself right now? Because I’m feeling overbearing? Then maybe cool it a bit. Because I want some love? Then show some or open up to someone about what I’m struggling with!” 
  • Don’t tolerate it in others: tell people in a very simple way: “hey, don’t talk about yourself that way” or “Seems like something’s going on: I’m here!” 

The world is DYING to put you down, particularly if you are from a vulnerable demographic, whether it’s because of your gender, sexuality, mental health, or WHATEVER. 

Don’t you dare help it. 

  • Atsushi: Dazai-san, why is there a normal sized carrot in the bag of baby carrots?
  • Dazai: They needed adult supervision.

like seriously, is there anything straight people haven’t tried to take from gay people? 

our clothes, our media representation, our haircuts, our flagging, pride flags, our specific terminology, our safe spaces, now even the word ‘gay’ itself?? 

leave us alone 

I always think it’s such a shame Robert had to delete that photo of him and Aaron on Katie’s phone at Wylie’s. Was such a lovely picture of them 😍😚❤


She knew. His clever Clara. He’d never told her with the right words but she still knew. Later, much later, when the ache in his hearts dulled enough for him to function, to think, he’d find some comfort in that. 

He wasn’t very good at showing it. Never had been. But especially not with this face. Eyebrows too fierce. Body too awkward. So he spent time being against hugging, pretending not to be Clara’s boyfriend, trying to be grumpy. Too much time. And in those last moments, that last embrace, he’d worried. 

He had tried to tell her in his own ways. Used different words because the real ones were terrifying. Asked her to come away with him again because the thought of being without her was too much. Held her hand because he wanted to, needed to. Cheated time and death to come back because she asked. Hugged her because it felt right after all to have her in his arms.

Had he done enough to undo all that wasted time? Had she realized how precious, how important, how essential she was to him? Did she know the depth of his love for her?

Yes, she’d told him. She’d seen. She’d felt. She knew. Oh, she knew. 

edit: [he knew]

Having confidence really does threaten some people and it’s like no need to feel threatened pal!!! You can have confidence, self worth and self love too, you’re allowed to love yourself, know your self worth and be confident despite what society teaches you. You’re beautiful and you deserve kindness, love and respect from others and yourself ✨

  • Qui-Gon: Obi-Wan is the best, but he's only 25. When Obi-Wan was born I was already an adult, which means if we were friends back then, I would have been hanging out with a baby.
  • Qui-Gon: I don't know anything about infant care.
  • Qui-Gon: Oh Force I could have killed him.

this is kind of a prologue to the one shot i am working on at the moment. the whole thing will be coming your way some time next week but until then…enjoy this! xx

instead of a one shot you’re now getting a whole fic out of this, enjoy! xx

Paulie was not a relationship kind of girl.

Yes, she liked boys and she liked their company but only in two scenarios: as friends or as hook-ups.

She had tried that whole relationship thing and it fucked her up and ten times over so she decided that it was simply not for her. For the time being she was only interested in simple, no-strings-attached encounters and so far it had gone pretty well for her.

So when one night she met this guy at the pub and she went home with him it was not supposed to be anything more than a hook-up either.

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