lol don't really care

everybody gather round! ✨ hold hands with the person next to you 👭👫👬 welcome. this is a prayer circle for Joaquin. 👐 everybody send out good thoughts and positive vibes for our favourite snake 🐍 light a candle for him 🔥 let’s all pray he doesn’t get killed tonight 🙏🌙

Instinctual Variants and Cruelty

Tbh tho, each instinctual variant stacking has a degree of cruelty associated with each.

Sp-blind is perhaps the least cruel of them all depending on how one looks at it. They can simulate closeness as well as be close to family and friends. But on the flip side, their cruelty shows on the way they treat themselves. By designating acquaintances and friendships as more important than themselves, all their resources — energy, time, sleep, money, etc — go to upkeeping these relationships. They run themselves figuratively bankrupt of everything they have.

Sx and so-blind both differ on the level of cruelty depending upon what viewpoint they are seen from.

Sx-blinds remain cruel to those that view them to be close friends. By putting themselves and their social acquaintances as foremost, they easily neglect and sometimes downright abandon those that have emotional connections to them. Sx-blinds can leave as quickly and easily as they come. Ask them if they fondly recall your friendship a few years down the line and chances are they won’t even be able to remember your name.

Lastly, so-blinds are cruel to anyone and everyone that wishes to be their friend but doesn’t fall within their sx category. So-blinds aren’t quick to call someone a friend. Even knowing them for a year coupled with countless deep conversations may not be enough. It is not uncommon for so-doms/fixes to realize somewhere down the line they mean nothing to their so-blind friend, and no matter how much they can try, their efforts bring them farther from becoming a true friend of the so-blind.

We call everything on the ice “love”.


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thank you everyone for waiting! this painting was huge (my first 18″x24″ watercolor!) and took a while for me to sit down and scan (on a letter-size scanner ;__;), but i finished it weeks ago and figured i ought to continue my yuri on ice spree, haha. everything about yuri on ice was lovely. it’s so full of love. it filled me with love and now i have to try to love waiting for season 2 i guess

i’m bringing this as a print to some cons in march, and i’ve still got more paintings on the way (and potentially larger yoi projects down the road….), so keep an eye out! until then, SEE YOU NEXT LEVEL <3

A book broke my heart yesterday ♡ so now I need a lot of Khadgrin hugs to fix it ✿

anonymous asked:

Woes of a hufflepuff: feeling like you care more about all of your friends than they do about you. It's not just me, right?

unfortunately I’m pretty sure it’s not just you who feels like this.
sometimes you have to take a moment to try to look at it from a different point of view and then you either realize you are being to harsh or you have to ask yourself if those ppl really are worthy of your friendship.
sorry you’re feeling like this lil badger 🌻

study-dream  asked:

hi edye! just a small question, i saw a studyblr quote post thing today and it was "i dont stop when i'm tired, i stop when i'm done". i'm just wondering if you would consider this a good way to be or do you disagree and if you have any advice i'd be grateful, thanks x

This is a great question! Okay *takes deep breath* the short answer is by and large, NO, I think it’s actually a really unhealthy mentality and it’s one of the things that’s most distressing to me about students’ mentalities today.

Let’s discuss the argument FOR this being a healthy mentality. If you are a student who struggles with procrastination, and you define “tired” as “lazy/not wanting to deal/wanting to procrastinate” then yes, sometimes it’s important to push past the part of you that’s “tired” and finish the job. And inevitably, we are ALL going to have to pull an all-nighter. For example, once I hit finals week, I was up til 3 am for three nights in a row (0/10 would recommend! I made poor choices), finishing my stats project. In that case, yes, I had to stop when I was done and not when I was tired or else I would have completely screwed myself over even more.

Now let’s discuss my primary argument AGAINST this being a healthy mentality. I went on a rant to my dad about this and I was like, “oh, so don’t stop when you’re tired, stop when you’re done, and having a mental breakdown and depressed and sleep deprived and experiencing panic attacks and developing low self esteem and judging yourself by your grades and unhealthy?”

THIS IS WHY so many students hit high school and fall to pieces. Because they feel that they MUST continually push themselves past “tiredness” (aka your body and mind TELLING you that you need a break so you can function) just because they can’t stop until they’re done.

Let me make some points:
1. If you are struggling with a class and this is the only way you can achieve work, you gotta talk to the teacher or a counselor about more efficient study skills or consider switching to another class. You should not be having to push yourself to exhaustion over one course.
2. If anything, we underestimate our body’s communication signals, particularly under stress. So if you realize you’re tired, YOU ARE TIRED. You are mentally burned out, so you aren’t even going to be able to produce your best work, and you are PHYSICALLY burned out too. You’ll get sick more easily, you’ll feel like shit, and it’ll be a total mess.
3. If you need something done, it’s MUCH healthier to LISTEN to your body and take a nap or go to bed early, and wake up early to finish what needs to be finished.
4. PRIORITIZE. My friend wrote down the percentage grade breakdown for each class, and hung it above his desk, so whenever he was running short on time or sleep, he could prioritize and invest the most energy into work that was worth a higher percentage of his grade. Triage, my friends. If you must compromise, then do what’s the most important, and go to sleep.

This mentality creates students who are stressed out, constantly pressuring themselves, always feeling two steps behind, and frankly reaching a point of abusing their own minds and bodies.

90% of the time, STOP when you are tired. Be GOOD to yourself. You wouldn’t stand behind a friend who’s falling asleep or crying over homework, cracking a whip and chanting “don’t stop when you’re tired, stop when you’re done!!!!” SO FOR GOD’S SAKE DON’T DO THAT TO YOURSELF.

You are nothing without your mental and physical health. NOTHING. If you jeopardize your health because you’re trying to follow some stupid mentality to be a Good Student and Get Work Done, it’s eventually going to catch up to you.

If you find this quote inspiring and by following this “rule” you end up working harder, producing better work, and feeling BETTER about yourself and your health, great. But if this quote makes you feel like when you’re wavering on hour three of studying, when you’ve gotten 5 hours of sleep and you’re sick, when you don’t have the energy to leave the house, when you think you’re worthless because you got a B, you should STILL KEEP GOING, then that is frankly horrible.

I do not believe that this is good advice. I think everything should be in moderation, and that the study skills that should be advocated are “I don’t stop when I’m DISCOURAGED, I stop when I’m pleased with my work / I’ve finished / I’m successful / I’m proud or confident” where it focuses on emotion and self efficacy. Essentially swapping out health and achievement like that is destructive, inappropriate, and potentially detrimental to the young impressionable students out there trying to develop good study habits.

okay i’m not a fan of taylor swift, i don’t like her music and i don’t care about her beefs but honestly, it’s been a long time since i’ve seen so many people literally JUMP at the opportunity (katy’s carpool karaoke) to insult her and “drag” her without hearing the other side of the story. specially when the opportunity comes from someone who says stuff like “I DO THE RIGHT THING!!11!” #disappointed of many of my mutuals lmao

You all won’t beliiiieve what I just did !

I FINISHED THIS. xDx
I nearly died twice while doing this. 
And yes of course it is me who is late again since I wanted to get it done before Valentine’s Day. But tbh nevermind, here it is and I hope you like it ^-^ 

So, Prison Break will be back in a matter of hours.

And to a lot of you, that may mean nothing. 

But it means a hell of a lot to me.

Prison Break first aired when I was fourteen. I don’t remember much about the night itself, but what I do remember is kicking up a real fuss when my brothers outvoted me on the choice of programming, the two of them commandeering the TV remote and forcing me to watch the pilot of this new prison show instead of the episode of House that I had apparently very much wanted to watch at the time. After that night, though, House certainly never took precedence in my schedule ever again, because I had fallen hard for Prison Break in a way that I never had with a show before (or since), my soul already eagerly sold to it before the credits were even rolling on the first episode. 

For the next four years of my life, it was my obsession, my joy, my greatest love, the one thing I could talk endlessly about (particularly any part related to MiSa, my OTP of all OTPs), and the mere thought of which would always make me happy. It led me to my first fan forum, to amazing friends (who I am still in touch with to this day), and also brought me into the world of fanfiction, which in itself became (and remains) a hugely important part of my life. 

As it went on, the show not only taught me life lessons like sacrifice and making difficult decisions and taking responsibility for your actions; it also taught me about myself, and what I wanted and valued and believed. And, as with any show that truly pulls you in, the characters were always far more than just actors spouting lines– they were like family to me, and I celebrated and struggled and grieved with them through four incredible and traumatising seasons. I genuinely cried more tears for them and their pain than I ever did over anything else in my own (obviously very fortunate and privileged) life. 

The same year that Prison Break ended, I graduated high school and was accepted into medical school, a career that I had chosen for several very good reasons, not the least of which was because my still-forming teenage self had looked at Dr Sara Tancredi and had seen exactly the kind of woman I wanted to grow up to be. About five years after that, I was freshly graduated as a doctor, and finally got the chance to meet Went, Dom, and Sarah at my first Comic Con, and was able to thank them in person for the beautiful thing that they had helped create, and which– in Sarah’s case in particular, of course– had helped to create me. 

Today, I’m exactly a month shy of my twenty-sixth birthday, and have been a doctor for almost two and a half years, having even worked briefly in the prison system during that time, among many other things. I may not have the posters hanging on my wall anymore, and the cardboard box full of memorabilia and carefully folded cranes might be tucked away in a closet out of sight, but even still, this show has never left me. It’s in the “Be the change you want to see in the world” ring that I’ve worn every day for the last nine years. It’s in the tiny origami flower that has been tattooed on the back of my left ear since I was nineteen. It’s in the crane that was tattooed on my left wrist two years ago in Chicago, with those same old forum friends beside me, all coming together for the first time in our ten-year friendship to visit the city and the prison that had been the setting for the story that had brought us into each other’s lives. But even more than the marks on my skin, its mark is still inside me, a permanent building block in the foundation of who I am. 

In the last eight years, there’s only one thing about this show that I’ve always regretted, one thing that I have literally wished (on shooting stars, four-leaf clovers, birthday cakes, 11:11, dandelions– you name it, I’ve wished on it) that I could change. Of course, I know that happy endings don’t always exist; that reality is hard and cruel and whatever, so supposedly TV should be too. But that never stopped me from wishing that there could have been just one more happy ending out there to give to this story.

Then, about two years ago, something happened. Stars– both astronomical and celebrity– aligned. Whispers like ‘reboot’ and ‘season 5′ floated around, and then suddenly, startlingly, my dream had started looking like a possibility. A possibility that eventually turned into a miraculous definite, the confirmation followed by months of filming and promoting that I promptly did my very best to ignore or hide from, because I was convinced that if I thought about it too much– let myself hope too much– it would somehow all disappear again; would revert to being merely an elaborate fantasy that I’d concocted in my head, a silly fangirl’s headcanon to rectify her OTP’s heartbreak as well as her own.

But tonight, it’s all becoming real. Tonight, for the first time in eight years, I will turn on my TV and see my character-family again; will experience that old feeling afresh. And though there’s certainly always the chance that the new season will somehow be a disappointment, or will only add more pain, it’s a chance I’m so very willing to take.  

A chance that I’m so, so grateful even exists.

So, if you can, tune in tonight (9/8c on Fox). Even if you’ve never watched before, even if you think that frankly I’m probably just overhyping it and it’s actually nowhere near as great as I claim. Do it anyway, and show the network and showrunners that what they have done means something to the viewers out there– to the people like me, who got far more from this show than just a fascinating story, who might have been a very different person today if they’d managed to wrestle the TV remote off of their brothers on that one night a dozen years ago. And who knows; a success for Prison Break now, like with The X-Files and Gilmore Girls before it, could mean reboots– and therefore justice– for even more beloved shows down the line, and even more opportunities for other fans to re-experience the things that helped to shape them into who they are.

And, well, this moment may have been eight long years in the making– but whatever happens, it was worth it.

“I didn’t choose Kaitlyn because I’m straight”, “I’m straight so picking kaitlyn was a no-no”

I’m sorry but this has been bothering me for a while. I’ve seen TONS of comments like this when it comes to choosing a LI in the freshman. If you’re straight and you’re playing this game, choosing kaitlyn does not automatically just make you a lesbian! Lol please stop it.

so i drew my own puffles today

i miss them