mental poison

I’ve archived a few more new techniques and have learned how to counter some problems. But I expected myself to be able to do a lot more than this by now. :/ Well, here’s to another year with a whole lot more drawing and learning. Cheers.

Worry is the most popular form of suicide. Worry impairs appetite, disturbs sleep, makes respiration irregular, spoils digestion, irritates disposition, warps character, weakens mind, stimulates disease, and saps bodily health. It is the real cause of death in thousands of instances where some other disease is named in the death certificate. Worry is mental poison.
—  William Jordan, Sell-Control Its Kingship and Majesty.
How Did Lenin Die?

The revolutionary Vladimir Lenin died at only 53 years old. But his death was a long time coming. He had lived with increasingly bad health for a while, including insomnia, increasing sensitivity to sound, and a series of strokes that left him progressively paralyzed. He considered suicide to escape, but no one would provide him with poison.

At the time, nobody knew what was wrong with him.

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Ain’t No Saint - SilentRain91

Word Count: 66, 666

Summary: “I’m Kara,” Kara says, holding her hand out. “What’s your name, gorgeous?”

“Jesus,” Lena whispers. She wonders if the new girl – Kara – is going to keep calling her things like that.

“Fascinating name,” Kara replies. She grins smugly while she sizes the girl up and fuck yes, she’d get on top of that. “Oh Jesus,” she moans quietly.

i sometimes forget that one of the benefits of being a designer for over a decade is the developed ability to disconnect from the work i’m doing, to detach any personal investment from the absolute nonsense being delivered to my inbox by blustering know-nothing VP’s, and I can instead say “Sure thing!” whereas five years ago i’d have agonized over a 4-paragraph response that wouldn’t have been read anyway explaining in-depth why X is a bad idea, why my suggestion has empirical user-study evidence behind its efficacy, why, in more diplomatic terms, their half-thought-out crock of shit ideas are why their company’s revenue continues to decline

These People Are Not Interested In Your Expertise, The Under-Informed Male Ego Is Boundless And Immutable, You Are The Pixel Monkey And That Is Genuinely Fine

this is a job and design integrity isn’t a necessary component to the paycheck, and none of this is worth my frustration and i feel like this is something people don’t want to admit or espouse, but it’s actually? fine? to sell out? particularly after you’ve spent ~12 years trying to convince people, usually unsuccessfully, that your suggestions are not opinions, but facts of design and usability, which while true, is really just a thin veneer for wanting to be recognized for that expertise, to be taken seriously

life is SO much better when you realize that kind of credence just… doesn’t matter to you anymore 

The Things You Do For Love

Request: @kboogie09 :  Could I get 1, 16, and 56 from the prompt list for Fred Please if you’re taking requests ☺️ you’re so amazing! Thank you for all of the amazing fics. Your writing is so wonderful!



#1: “Please don’t leave me.”

#16: “Give me one reason to not just walk away right now.”

#56: “What if i told you I’ve been in love with you since I was eleven?”


Summary: The reader must do whatever she can to keep her loved ones alive… even if it means betraying them.


Warnings: Angst.


Word Count: 1,243


The glazed look in your eyes was nothing new. Your classmates had seen you with it all year. They just thought it was because of the war, and because of your mother’s death. That even though she was a Death Eater, she was your mother, so it must hurt.

It was so much more than that.

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Voltron Whump Week Volume 2

Days 5 and 6 are today whoop whoop (Insomnia/Mental Illness; Poison)

Ship: klance, shallura

Trigger Warning: insomnia, unhealthy lack of confidence again, gore

Warning there will be spoilers for season 3!

Word Count: 3635

This is a sequel to this: part one part three

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This was the third time Lance had spent the night wandering the halls. He couldn’t sleep. Every time he closed his eyes flashes of Pidge tied to the wall being stabbed, and on the ground bleeding out. He winced, and kept going. Three nights without sleep was starting to take it’s toll on him, but thankfully the others haven’t noticed yet. Face masks covered up the bags under his eyes pretty easily. He chalked up the paleness to the recent events pretty easily, even Pidge let it slide.

The sounds of Keith practicing late into the night had stopped over an hour ago, it must be closer to midnight by now. Lance was completing his third lap of the castle when he heard something behind him. Silence followed, Lance kept walking. There it is again, like soft footsteps. Lance jumped about a mile high and hid behind the corner. The footsteps got closer,  Lance’s heart rate sky rocketed. It must be the Galra, they came back for him. Lotor was back for him. This is all his fault, he led the team to their dooms.

Suddenly there was a hand on his shoulder, Lance reacted out of fear and lack of sleep. He grabbed the hand and pulled forwards, flipping the attacker over. Without much of a scuffle, and had his knee pressed to the Galra’s throat. Lance was shaking so hard he couldn’t even see two feet in front of him, his heart was in his ear.

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anonymous asked:

Oro-sensei would be amazing! As to why he's a teacher, he was *completely* burnt out emotionally,mentally (Danzo whispering poison in his ear and stressing him about Konoha and how they don't trust him has more obvious effects in this AU) and physically, and he somehow ended up listed as an academy teacher instead of as a jounin-sensei (Danzo's machinations because he thought Oro would snap and experiment on the students). Oro sticks it out because it's his duty and it's only until 1/2

a replacement can be found in a few months. He gets the tiny six-year-olds who can barely say his name so he ends up being Maru-sensei or Chi-sensei or something ridiculous; he barely flinches because Jiraiya and Tsunade have made him immune to most nicknames. And to his great surprise, he adores getting these tiny blank slates and teaching them. It’s like Nawaki only *better* and he teaches them so much. He treats them like tiny adults and the kids adore him for it. It’s precious. They’re all above average and good at working out where they’re going wrong in practical work due to being taught scienctific analysis. It’s like getting multiple genin teams and he doesn’t have to undo any poor habits. He decides to stick with this class until they graduate and ends up working two jobs: scary awesome jounin *and* Academy teacher. Danzo doesn’t know what went wrong. Sarutobi is a little scared but very protective of Oro and his kids. The kids fight to be his genin team.

This would be SO CUTE, OKAY. 

Hard to Handle - Danny x Reader - Chapter 3

Series Name: Hard to Handle

Chapter Name: In Your Eyes

Pairing: Danny x Reader

Word Count: 1,584

Parts: 1 | 2 | 2.5 | (3) | 3.5 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 6.5 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10

A/N: What’s this?! A chapter on gussorolex and danavidancer in one day? The same person commsioned both of these chapters, so big thanks to them. If you want a commission, just shoot me an ask!

I love you guys.

“CJ, shut the fuck up.” You hissed the command to your best friend through clenched teeth. You were standing in the soup aisle of your grocery store, eyeing the merchandise for the best weapon to use against CJ. You always enjoyed grocery shopping with your best friend, but he had a good way of making you miserable when he felt like it.

“What? All I said is that you should’ve let him slide in them cheeks.” CJ dodged your first slap and caught the can of soup that you threw at him, but your third slap connected solidly with his left cheek. A mother walking with her two children glared murderously at the two of you and marched away angrily, leaving behind both brands of Beef and Vegetable soup she had been trying to decide between. You muttered something close to an apology, but the damage was already done and she was gone. CJ just laughed.

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What Rattled Me in 13 Reasons Why

Wanna know what shook me in 13 Reasons Why?

The dance scene. Where the song “The Night We Met” is playing, and Clay and Hannah begin to dance. Clay looks around at the other people dancing, the guys whose hands are low on the girls, grazing over their behinds. Grabbing and being inappropriate. Objectifying. He looks, takes a moment, and decides to slide his hands higher. Higher so that Hannah understands his intentions.

He chose to stray away from status quo.

He showed her respect. And that shook me because for so long I’ve been thinking that it was just the way of life. Guys looking at my body and touching me and grabbing and whistling because of the shape and size. Seeing me as an object they’d like to touch and use and then throw away after they’ve thoroughly discovered and tasted every part.

It shows girls that guys can choose to go on a different path. A path where they look at the inside rather than the outside. Where they aren’t there to gain something, but simply because they see your soul, your heart, and your mind and they want to know it better, want to love and cherish.

Clay is what girls need to be looking for. Not The guys who tell you how horny you make them, or ask you to come over because his parents aren’t home. But the guy who respects you. Who isn’t out on some quest to make you another notch in his belt. Let’s not settle.

Because if we stop settling, then guys will see that objectifying women and girls no longer works or helps, and this terrible mindset and sexism will be eradicated.

Someone has to make a change; and ladies I’m calling you out, imploring you to stand up against this issue and put your foot down against this poisonous mentality.

A thing that just happened

Person: -posts a really interesting and creative concept that I love- Feel free to add on!
Me: -reblogs with an angsty-but-not-at-all-harmful (per my writing style) addition-
Person: Um yeah I don’t like that thing you added, delete it
Person: Also I’m an anti so you probably don’t want anything to do with my posts anyway
Me, dumbfounded: UM????

Now… let me say this. My bio does state that this blog is anti- and hate-free. Allow me tell y’all what common sense dictates that that entails. I do not perpetuate “anti” mentalities or ideas. I do not support ship hate or discourse or “anti”-typical behavior such as venom-spitting, initiating personal attacks or inciting violence upon those who do not share my opinions. I do not back the practice of allowing hate to spread. My blog reflects that. If you consider yourself an anti, be you anti-shalladin, anti-pilladin or whatever the frick frack snick snack knick knack paddywhack, that is entirely up to you. I do not have any problem with you so long as you do not take part in the aforementioned propagation of poisonous mentalities and behaviors that has led to the labeling of this wonderful fandom as “toxic.” You are entitled to your opinions. You are perfectly within your right to ship what you want. I will respect those opinions without forcing my own upon you SO LONG as you extend the same courtesy to me as a fellow fan. That is all I ask. And in the event that you do not feel that such applies to you, I will always, always choose to block you rather than return a personal attack or fuel your toxicity. Because I am an adult. You see, my problem is not with antis; my problem is with humans who see fit of themselves to attack and abuse other humans over fictional characters. My blog is hate-free and a safe space for all fans to enjoy the fandom without the constantly-circulating discourse. That is all.

Concerning Harley/Ivy and Queer Representation in DC Comics

I am going to preface this post with the following: I have always been a fan of DC comics, especially those concerning female characters.  I am also a hard-core supporter of increasing diversity in all media, including comics.  You can imagine that I wwas overjoyed when I heard the news that the romantic and sexual relationship between Harley Quinn and Poison Ivy had been confirmed.  I was outright flabbergasted when I read that the relationship was one polyamorous in nature.  (x)


After my initial joy had subsided slightly, I started thinking.  There are a lot of ways that this relationship could be handled incorrectly.  It is here that I will outline some of my most pressing concerns.


The Dr.s Harleen Quinzel and Pamela Isely, better known by their codenames, Harley Quinn and Poison Ivy, respectively, are two very well-known and recognizable characters in the DC multiverses.  They are also two of the most sexualized.

(Poison Ivy and Harley Quinn, pictured with Catwoman [Selina Kyle])

I fear that the writers and/or the “predominant” (read: white cis straight male) fandom will use this as an excuse to further sexualize these two already highly sexualized characters, which will also further contribute to the rampant lesbian fetishiztation which is found in modern society and pop culture.  The relationship between Harley and Ivy will likely become a way to sell more comics to people who think “lesbian sex is hawt,” not as a way to introduce more diversity.  What I fear is that there will be more scenes of them having sex than there will be of them actually interacting as a couple, which only serves to dehumanize the characters and delegitimize polyamorous and lesbian relationships.


DC’s move to cannonize the relationship also acts as a way to increase the characters’ “mysteriousness,” since what’s more mysterious than a woman who hes been in relationships with both men and women, potentiay at the same time. 

This might also be attributed to the characters’ histories of being mentally ill, that the writers/fandom might attribute Poison Ivy and Harley Quinn’s polyamory and/or polysexuality to their being mentally ill.  Only crazy people, these comics might end up implying, enjoy relationships with people of multiple genders.


I also highly doubt that either character will be correctly identified in the comics as bi/pan/other, but rather have one or the other write off the relationship as “experimentation,” which is another tool used in queer erasure.


Most importantly, I fear that the fact that Harley has been/still is in a relationship of a sexual or romantic nature with Pamela be an excuse for the Joker to comic violence against Harley.  The Joker is a highly abusive partner for Harley in most, if not all media in which they are presented together.

(multiple instances of the Joker physically abusive Harley, found in various comics)


Harley’s being polyamorous and/or polysexual might be a reason for the Joker to harm her; he might interpret Harley’s polyamory as her “cheating on him,” or, worse, as her starting to escape from his abusive grip.  He has reacted ver poorly to the idea of Harley cheating on him in the past, as was the case in the recent DC animated film Batman: Assault on Arkham, and other media.

This would not abide well by the Joker, who would be equally as likely to punish Harley or Ivy with violence, which would only act to further reinforce that polyamory/sexuality is bad and cheating and is something that needs to be punished.  He can and very well could injure or kill either, a death that would undoubtedly be defended by thousands of comic book fans of the “target audience.”

tl;dr: I am excited that DC is recognizing a queer relationship, especially one with such well known characters as Poison Ivy and Harley Quinn, but I also fear that, if not handled correctly, that this relationship could only act as a tool for queer erasure, the fetishization of queer relationships, the association of polyamory and/or polysexuality with mental illness, and violence against women and queer people.