not sure about that but better safe than sorry

It's better to be safe, than sorry.

My Auntie told me this story a while back.

My aunt is a Paramedic and used to drive an ambulance in England. One afternoon, she and her colleague were driving along a motorway (in work time) when she noticed a BMW weaving in and out of traffic, driving well over the speed limit. The driver was also breaking in the fast lane in front of cars and generally, being an all-round a**hole. Before too long, the driver, going around 80/90mph, spun out and careered off the road into a ditch.

Regardless of his a**holery, they immediately headed to the scene to offer aid. Amazingly, the driver only suffered very minor injuries and was refusing to receive any medical aid. He ‘needed to be somewhere’. My auntie, however, wanted to make sure she did her job properly and refused to let the man leave or get out of the car. She told him to stay still and remain seated whilst they check for any neck or back injuries (which he clearly didn’t have). Being the professional that she was and wanting to make absolutely sure that no further injury could arise, she called in the fire brigade to cut the man out of his car.

And they f*cking did. The cut the roof of this guy’s BMW off to allow for easier access. To say his was pissed off was an understatement, but as she said to him – ‘’it’s better to be safe than sorry.’’

Maybe he’ll think about the consequences of driving like an arse in future.

Catch of the Day (Mermaid Lance Part 2)

1 || 2 || 3

Shiro and Keith had gone, they were docked on the wharf and Lance had a tarpaulin slung over his tank. It was more of a precaution than a necessity but it was better safe than sorry. Lance blew bubbles from his mouth and giggled as they danced up and along his face.

After what felt like hours, Lance was sick of waiting. He was bored and claustrophobic, his eyes felt heavy but he wasn’t sure if it was actual tiredness or just him getting tedious. Soon enough he was sleeping, dreaming about his family. His body went back into defence mode and transformed into the large, scary creature with spikes running up his body.

After literal hours Shiro and Keith made it back, lugging boxes of supplies behind them, they yanked the tarpaulin off of the tank and jumped with surprise as they took note of the monster like thing that was Lance in the tank.

“You wake him, he hasn’t eaten since that fish the other day and he needs to eat something.” Shiro ordered Keith and Keith internally groaned.

Keith…. he still wasn’t comfortable with their situation, he was used to just him and Shiro, alone. Out at sea, away from people, it was easy to forget how to act appropriately in social situations and with Lance who seemed to be very sociable, he struggled. Not seeing the social cues he should have and not gelling with Lance quite like how he had hoped. He liked Lance, he was kind, but he was unfamiliar, a species he hadn’t known existed. Keith didn’t do kindly with odd things.

But he’d try, Shiro seemed to really enjoy having Lance around and was very eager to get to know him. Keith hated to admit, but he was jealous, of who, he wasn’t sure, but he knew didn’t like that Shiro and Lance were becoming close to each other while he was sort of in the background, watching.

Lance, of course, had noticed, Shiro probably as well. Shiro tried to include him but Lance was always trying to actively talk to him, sometimes he’d get small answers sometimes he’d get even shorter answers. There was really no winning with Keith, but Lance didn’t give up.

Keith woke up Lance, reluctant to put his hand in the tank with the spikes all over his body. But he woke him and gave him some of the food they had bought.

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Good night, Andrews: Archie Andrews

request: HI! Can you write an imagine where Jughead, Archie, Betty and Y/N were the original four before and Jug and her really like each other but Y/N had to move away. Then she comes back while the Jason Blossom mystery (she knows, even about Grundy and V). And when Jug sees her at school, it hits him that she’s back but he’s dating Betty and it saddens her. But she gets close with Archie again and fall for each other and dates and it makes Jug jealous. The ending’s all yours. Sorry if it’s long :)

requested by: anonymous

A/N: I’M BACK!! I changed a little bit of this request, but I still think it is good. Also, I AM SO SORRY THAT IT TOOK FOREVER!! I feel so bad that this took so long. Thank you for being patient. I made it long to apologize. xx, aubree

warnings: none that I can think of.

word count: 1,557

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Originally posted by fyeahriverdale

Y/N was finally back in her hometown, Riverdale. She moved away about three years ago for her dad’s job and missed her friends deeply. Before she had moved, she would hang out at Pop’s diner with her three best friend’s Archie Andrews, Betty Cooper, and Jughead Jones. They all kept in contact after Y/N left and they told her all about what was happening in Riverdale. They told her about Jason Blossom and how everyone thought he drowned until his body washed to shore with a gunshot wound to the head. They even told her about Archie’s affair with the music teacher, and of their newest friend Veronica Lodge. 

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Monthly Hero

Pairing: Steve x Reader, Nat and Fury are briefly mentioned

Warnings: This will give you cavities. And yes that is a warning. 

Word count: 1,403

Summary: Y/N is having the shittiest day,on her period and a certain Supersoldier drops by her apartment to cheer her up. 

A/N: I’m sick and on my period and I desperately needed some cute Steve to cheer me up, so this happened. Thanks to @fandommaniacx for helping me out with the title! Please let me know if you like it! xx 

Everything had gone wrong today. You had woken up too late, dropped your phone in the toilet and stubbed your toe on the edge of your bed. Now that you were attending the daily meeting with Fury, feeling something hot drip down your legs, you cursed internally. This was the last thing you needed. Thankfully, Fury cut the meeting quite short as he had to attend another meeting himself.

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It’s My Party (i’ll cry if i want to)

Batfam Week Day #4: Wayne Gala! Everyone’s posting such cute stuff and here I am with the very gentle angst.


@speedypan @laundrymoney @xxxxsweetie-piexxxx

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    In another life, Bruce Wayne might have been an actor. He certainly had the talent for it. If not for that he would never have been able to smile and make small talk with his guests tonight. His skill served him well every time someone shook his hand and asked cheerfully where his oldest was.

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anonymous asked:

Hello! I love Chancellor!Obi-Wan ! I have a question though, we all know that sometimes Anakin has visions, right? But, what about Obi-Wan? 'Cause on the expanded universe, he is decribed to be very much in tune with the Unifing Force, wich is what grants Jedi and Sith, force visions... They say that since he was very young he was plagued by very strong visions... Is something like that going to be important at one point in this AU?

Well. Let’s start with Obi-Wan shall we?

I have no set headcanon on how prone to visions and stuff Obi-Wan is, but I am at the very least a believer in him having fairly decent precognition/prescience. Y’know, like his “bad feeling” during the Naboo crisis.

We’ve actually seen a bit of this in Chancellor Kenobi. For example: when he ducks during the first assassination attempt.

As for actual visions… nah, I have no plans to bring that into this verse. Right now, anyway.

Now on to Anakin.

Anakin, Anakin, Anakin…

Please don’t come after me for this, but: I don’t think Anakin gets Force visions. 

Read my long-winded explanation beneath the cut. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

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I was talking to @elemental-kiss about bleaching things for aquarium use and realized that the rest of fishblr might appreciate and use this information too.

So when you bleach something to use with your aquarium, or the aquarium itself, the standard is to use a 1:20 ratio of bleach to water.
Keep in mind that bleach is only a means of sterilizing things, and doesn’t actually clean any dirt or grime off. Its best to do any cleaning before hand, or as much so as possible.

Make sure you only use plain, unscented bleach.
Household bleach is just chlorine, so any dechlorinator will counteract the bleach in the water and make it safe to use again. I don’t have a measurement for this, though. Just overdose, and if it smells like chlorine, dose some more.
If you can safely drain the bleach solution and replace it with over dosed dechlorinated water, you can use less dechlorinator, but either way works fine.

Whatever you’re bleaching should stay in the bleach solution for about 2 hours to make sure that it is completely sterilized. Dechlorinator is instant, so supposedly you don’t have to wait and soak it longer to neutralize the bleach. Personally, I like to wait a little anyways, just in case the dechlorinator doesn’t mix well at first or something. I don’t know, better safe than sorry you know?

If you don’t want to waste dechlorinator and aren’t in a rush, bleach does also naturally off-gas. You can drain the bleach water then leave the things outside in the sunshine for about 24hrs and they should be safe to use.

I do this at home all the time, and daily at work.

Okay guys, I don’t usually write about games, but this is super important and dangerous, so I suggest you read:

There’s a game out called “Blue Whale.” You play it on your phone, and it has a list of challenges you complete. A lot of people are downloading and playing it, and this game is dangerous as hell; most of the challenges include hurting yourself.

Here’s how it works: the challenges work over the course of 50 days. At first, it starts off small, like watching horror games at a certain time of night, and then it continuously worsens.

“Why would someone play this game?” You ask. Because apparently, Blue Whale is targeted towards teens from ages 14-16, and are assigned a “master” that doles out these challenges. This “master” threatens that, if you don’t complete the challenges, they’ll kill your family (or something similar). I have no idea if there’s an actual person behind the screen that’s saying this, or just a robot.

Here’s where it gets even worse: the last challenge is to kill yourself, and it’s already brainwashed plenty of teens into doing just that. In Russia, an estimated 130 have already committed suicide. Now, it’s reportedly spreading all over the world.

Now, there is an error to what I’m saying, because there is technically no evidence that Blue Whale is leading to the deaths of these teens, but some that survived their suicide attempts have admitted that it was a Blue Whale challenge– the very last one.

Three people I know have already been invited to play it (likely by robots online), and I don’t want anyone making the mistake of downloading it.

This is a dangerous game, so don’t download it, and I’d suggest talking to your friends and siblings and kids (if you have any) about this and make sure they don’t download it, either. And if this is an urban legend like some think, then it’s better safe than sorry.

Also, spread the word so more people can know about this!

mysticmessofcrap  asked:

Asthmatic MC about to have sex with RFA (V+Saeran included) but they start to have an asthma attack. Like, they can't breath and they have to get talked through it to breath again.

Thank you so much for the ask :D It was rather challenging, since I don’t know much about asthma so I had to ask my best friend Google for help there, but I like a challenge. I also hope that it’s okay that not all of them ‘talked her through it’ per se…some people handle stress situation better than others :P



♬ you were very excited as Zen was above you, giving you that dirty smirk you knew meant fun

♬ he began trailing kisses down your body, nibbling at skin and leaving his mark

♬ you weren’t allowed to do that, because he’d just have to cover it up with make-up, but he fucking loved doing it to you

♬ a private mark to remind him that you were his

♬ he kissed your thighs, his hot breath tickling your skin

♬ you could feel the arousal soaring through you, heart rate picking up

♬ when he goes down on you it’s like an explosion, really

♬ he’s damn good at it, sucking and licking at your clit while fingering you

♬ that is when you first start noticing that maybe you gasping for air wasn’t just a reaction to the overwhelming pleasure

♬ you brush it off at first

♬ you haven’t had an asthma attack in years

♬ instead you attempt to focus on the pleasure, rocking onto his wicked tongue licking inside of you now

♬ that is when you start to notice that damn familiar tight feeling in your chest

♬ soon followed by panting

♬ and then the damn wheezing sets in

♬ fuck

♬ you feel Zen freeze between your legs and look up at you in confusion

♬ you know what he must be thinking right now; what kind of unsexy sex noises is she producing

♬ what you didn’t expect was to him to immediately stop and to pull you up into a sitting position

♬ he kneeled in front of you, looking up at you with worry in his eyes

♬ he cupped your face, inspecting you before nodding with determination

♬ apparently he figured out what exactly the problem was

♬ “Do you have an inhaler with you?”

♬ you tried to answer, but only more wheezing came out so you shook your head

♬ another short nod on his part

♬ “Breathe with me. In. Out. In. Out. In. Out. 3 seconds in, hold it and 3 seconds out. Yes, just like that.”

♬ he talked you through the entire thing and you’ve never been more thankful for anything

♬ or more embarrassed, for that matter

♬ you apologized a couple of times, but he stopped you every time

♬ “The only thing you should be apologizing for is not having told me you used to have asthma attacks”, he says, voice gentle.

♬ Despite you reassuring him that you were alright he insisted on bringing you to the nearest hospital

♬ not only that, but he carried you there

♬ in his arms

♬ the entire way

♬ once there the doctor gave you a new inhaler, suggested some treatments and told Zen he did good

♬ it made him feel proud to know he’d done good by you

♬ you thanked him for a kiss to the cheek

♬ he blushed

♬ “Lucky for you actors get stage fright so I know about a million different way to breathe and calm you down!”


★ when the two of you decided to finally share your first time together both of you were nervous

★ neither of you really knew what you were doing

★ it didn’t matter though, since you loved each other and were happy to share such a special moment

★ you’d gone about it a little methodically, reading up on the internet, preparing condoms, lube, music and such

★ you were still nervous though, because you’d read that the first time hurt and you were so bad with pain

★ both of you decided that it was best to start with making out, take your time and get into it

★ everything was fine at first

★ you were kissing, slow and sweet

★ then things started becoming a little more heated, passion taking over, tongues fighting for dominance

★ you could feel yourself getting wet, turned on, but also breathless

★ when he broke the kiss and started kissing down your neck your breath started to get faster

★ and faster

★ and faster

★ and yet your lungs didn’t seem to be filling with air

damn it

★ you began wheezing and apparently that got Yoosung’s attention because he stopped and stared up at you

★ had this not been such a serious situation, you might have laughed at his expression

★ he looked like a deer caught in the headlight, really

★ sadly this wasn’t funny and breathing became even harder

★ then Yoosung started to panic as well, gripping your shoulders and shaking you

★ what on earth was he doing

★ “Oh my God, breathe! You have to breathe! Oh God, oh God, oh God, oh God.”

★ you sincerely hoped that animals didn’t have asthma…because they would have been dead

★ “Oh God, you’re not breathing. Why aren’t you breathing?”

★ possibly because he was shaking you like a rag-doll, but you weren’t quite sure

★ when he noticed that telling you to breathe and calm didn’t help when he himself was a wreck of nerves and anxiety you began pointing towards your bag

★ luckily you still carried your inhaler

★ at first he was confused but after about half a minute he finally got what you were getting at

★ he ran towards your bag and took the poor thing apart until he finally found the inhaler

★ he handed it to you, watching you take a puff from it every thirty seconds

★ usually you’d only have to do it once a minute, but he’d gotten you worked up

★ after ten puffs you stop, finally feeling like you can breathe again, and exhale

★ meanwhile Yoosung is kneeling in front of you, head hanging low

★ you reach out and brush through his messy hair

★ “I really messed that up, didn’t I? Man, I’m sorry. I promise I’ll do better next time.”


♨ this woman is literally prepared for anything, even things you’d never expect

♨ when you first decided to have sex with one another you were both knew to it

♨ not sex, but sex with other women

♨ you’d gone in head first, Jaehee had read up on it on the internet

♨ you were a good team, calm meeting crazy

♨ which is why it didn’t surprise you at all when she pulled out an inhaler during your asthma attack

♨ you’d been getting cozy on the couch, watching the latest of Zen’s play on DVD

♨ one thing led to the other and you were kissing

♨ you were straddling Jaehee, grinding against her in desperate need for friction

♨ it felt great and you wanted more than just that, wanted to feel her against you bare and naked

♨ the thought got you aroused, worked up even

♨ sadly, a little too much, as it seemed

♨ suddenly you found herself coughing and wheezing

♨ the fact that you were having an asthma attack when it’d been years worked you up

♨ you got nervous, and the symptoms got worse

♨ luckily Jaehee reacted quickly

♨ she gently pushed you off herself to sit upright on the couch

♨ she calmly disappeared for a couple of seconds only to return from the bathroom with an inhaler in hand

♨ you didn’t have a lot of time to worry about where she’d gotten it from or why

♨ you accepted it, putting it into your mouth and inhaled

♨ meanwhile she held up her wrist, staring at her watch

♨ “You’re not too far gone so I’d say one puff every forty seconds should be enough.”

♨ You had no idea how she remained so calm, but you appreciated it a lot

♨ “Take another puff exactly…now!”

♨ you did and about five minutes later you felt much much better

♨ once you could breathe and talk again you couldn’t help but ask

♨ Jaehee merely shrugged, a sweet blush to her cheeks

♨ “I noticed that you run out of breath at work much quicker than I do. I wasn’t sure whether I was right with my asthma theory, but when I googled the symptoms did add up and I’d rather be safe than sorry.”


♛ it had taken months to convince Jumin to have sex

♛ even just thinking it made you feel dirty

♛ not that he’d been repelled by you or the idea of sex with you, but he really wanted to wait until marriage

♛ when you explained to him that you weren’t quite ready to say yes though, he soon caved

♛ maybe the cat ears, tail and little bell to wear around your neck had something to do with it too…

♛ but who cares about minor details like that

♛ the second he came home and saw you in that outfit, his moral soon flew out of the window

♛ honestly, he just did it because he wanted to be better than his father anyway

♛ Jumin had admitted to never having had sex before, so you’d been worried it might not be good

♛ you worried for nothing, let me tell you

♛ you couldn’t tell whether he’d watched porn recently or read up on it or whether it was just pure talent

♛ but he was wicked good and you hadn’t even been naked at that time

♛ he was worshipping your body, touching you everywhere, feathery light

♛ caressing every inch of skin he could get his hands on, always tender and loving

♛ you were so overwhelmed with emotion you felt like you might actually cry

♛ especially when he stopped the naughty bits to press a kiss to your hand, just as a reminder that it wasn’t just about sex

♛ that is when you felt like all air got sucked out of your lungs…

♛ …and no new air was coming in

♛ how unfortunate

♛ he’d stopped when he’d noticed something was off, that you’d gone tense

♛ you weren’t wheezing yet, but from how you remembered your attacks, it would set in soon

♛ Jumin was looking at you, frowning slightly as he didn’t seem to understand what the issue was

♛ when you gasped out for an inhaler, it quickly made click

♛ he got out his phone and called for his servants employees to get you an inhaler

♛ while waiting for them he talked you through the attack

♛ his voice had always been low and soothing, but in that moment it was even more so

♛ by the time someone came the inhaler you were mostly calmed down again

♛ he still told you to take a puff or two for good measures

♛ “See, that is what happens when you have sex before marriage. Now please tell your doctor to send me your medical records immediately. I need to take precautions.”


☼ he’d been holed up in his room for almost a week

☼ apparently working on some virus that was harder to program than he’d anticipated

☼ when he’d finally come out, Seven had been stressed and tense

☼ you’d figured it’d be a nice gesture to…relief some of the stress

☼ you’d pushed him down onto the couch, straddling him

☼ after making out for a while, things turning heated rather quick, you decided to climb down and go

☼ you went on his knees, ready to give him the blowjob of his life

☼ Seven’s looked wrecked from the kiss alone, so you were hoping that would blow his mind entirely

☼ his eyes were half lidded, lips parted and spit slick and God was that vision hot

☼ when you took him into your mouth he moaned, hand coming to fist your hair

☼ you groaned around his length, sending vibrations down his shaft

☼ apparently he liked that a lot, because he bucked his hips and thrust into your mouth

☼ you didn’t like that

☼ mainly because for even just a split second you felt like you were choking

☼ and that set you off

☼ you found yourself pulling off, panting and gasping for air

☼ then the wheezing set in and Seven finally reacted

☼ not that it was optimal

☼ in his half-panic he reached for an empty bag of Honey Buddha Chips and pressed it to your mouth

☼ you really would have loved to been able to roll your eyes

☼ however, all you could was breathe in and out of the damn bag

☼ you could still taste the faint note of chips with every breath

☼ eventually you’d calmed down enough to get rid of the bag, glaring daggers at your idiot of a boyfriend

☼ “Did you seriously just press a dirty chips bag against my face to breathe into?”

☼ at least he had the decency to look ashamed, scratching the back of his head nervously

☼ “Not really clever of me. In my defense, I’m sleep deprived. Still…not my prouder moment. Sorry.”


☀ You were lying in bed, wrapped up in your own world

☀ making out with Saeran was something you appreciated a lot

☀ for one it took a lot of trust in you to let you this close

☀ he also was a great kisser

☀ whether it be feathery light and just a brush of lips or passionate, licking into your mouth and claiming it with his tongue

☀ this time, however, you were surprised when he began touching you

☀ his hand disappeared under your shirt, slowly roaming upwards

☀ his touch left a pleasant shiver behind wherever it went

☀ when his hand wrapped around your bare breast, fingers playfully twisting your nipple you gasped

☀ you arched into the touch, biting your lip to muffle any embarrassing sounds

☀ you hadn’t been touched like that in a long time, so your body was hypersensitive

☀ suddenly his hand was gone though and you were about to pout when you felt it sneak under your skirt and ~ oh!

☀ He used two fingers to push inside you while his thumb circled your clit

☀ it took your breath away

☀ which was fine, until he literally took your breath away

☀ this attack came so fast you barely saw it coming

☀ clutching your chest you gasped for air

☀ Saeran just blinked and calmly removed his hand from your body

☀ he then turned around leaving you facing his back

☀ you felt hurt for a moment, almost close to tears until suddenly he turned back and pressed an inhaler between your lips and pressed it, forcing you to inhale a deep breath

☀ a minute later he did it again, expression almost eerily calm and neutral

☀ you calmed soon after, still staring at him with wide eyes though

☀ what had just happened?

☀ when you asked him where he’d gotten the inhaler from he told you he’d brought it a couple of months ago

☀ you asked him whether he had asthma but he said that wasn’t the case, leaving you even more confused

☀ “I hacked into your medical record and saw that you had asthma so I took care of it. I need you alive. you also didn’t tell me you were allergic to eggs. That was reckless of you.”

☀ you just kind of gaped at him at that admission

☀ well, he certainly had a unique way of showing you that he loved you

☀ “And look, I got it in your favourite colour too.”

Jihyun Kim/V

📷 the entire day you’d felt somewhat breathless

📷 it had been rather stressful at the party, so you figured that must have been the reason

📷 especially as you’d watch V get on stage to sell his last photographs

📷 now he had none saved and left to sell and was incapable of taking more

📷 while he’d moved on from Rika and you’d actually gotten him to agree to the surgery, it’d been to late

📷 at that point, a couple of years after the actual incident, the doctors had said there was nothing they could do anymore, it was permanent

📷 you figured the heavy feeling on your chest was your heart sinking at said fact

📷 when you’d gotten home you’d still felt somewhat sad, but V had just laughed and shaken his head

📷 he’d seen this event as something to be celebrated, to be happy about

📷 after all he’d been able to follow his dreams and passions and take photographs until the very end

📷 when he put it that way, you couldn’t help but agree

📷 you’d kissed him then, innocent and light

📷 V, however, had other things in mind

📷 soon you’d found yourself pressed against the nearest wall, a leg between yours for you to grind against

📷 you shamelessly did so, panting and gradually getting more out of breath

📷 by the time you noticed what was going on, that you’d been wrong about those signs throughout the day it was too late

📷 the asthma attack hit you hard, the weight on your chest almost unbearable, forcing you to your knees

📷 you’d felt like you were suffocating and no matter how often you took breaths, nothing stuck

📷 to your surprise, V had remained completely calm

📷 he’d followed you on your knees and didn’t come too close, instead keeping enough distance to let you breathe

📷 he breathed along with you, showed you how to do it, soother you with his calm words

📷 when you’d calmed enough not to choke on him he got up and returned with an old looking inhaler

📷 you’d taken a couple of puffs and handed the inhaler back

📷 “I used to have asthma as a kid. This thing is old though, so we better get you a new one just in case.”


I’m sorry if there are some mistakes, I’m hella tired at this point and have been staring at this for hours XD I really hope you like it nevertheless 

anonymous asked:

hey so i haven't always gotten the Best grades, mainly because i don't study well for tests. now that i'm entering 9th grade, though, i'd like to change that, but i'm not sure how. do you have any tips for to get my shit together and start studying better / getting better grades?

I applaud you for wanting to change your approach to grades! Some useful tips that have helped me through my high school experience:

  • ask questions in class. this is especially helpful for me in math bc it’s my toughest subject!! remember that there are no stupid questions, and it’s better to be safe than sorry. If you’re really embarrassed to ask for help, you can always talk to your teacher at break or after class.
  • ask your friends to tutor you. Idk about you but I have some seriously genius friends that I’m really close to. IF you don’t have time to ask for homework help while you’re at school, you can always have a tutor-sesh through Skype, FaceTime, or HouseParty!
  • check your grades frequently to see what you’re missing or need to catch up on. this will also help you to know how high you need to score on upcoming tests for you to go up a grade. the Grades app is perfect for this and I check it all the time!
  • put your phone away, leave it upstairs, or use it until it runs out of battery. even if you’re trying to convince yourself that it’s helping you study, it’s probably just tempting you to go on instagram every 5 minutes.
  • take breaks. let your eyes rest, eat something, drink some water, or go to the bathroom. going so much work at one time is NOT healthy for you mentally or physically!
  • don’t wait last minute to finish an assignment unless it is absolutely necessary!!! Set a small amount of time every day until the assignment is due to get it done little by little. That way, you’ll still have time to do assignments from other classes and you won’t be drowning in work the night before it’s due.
  • do the study guides even if you’re teacher isn’t going to grade them.
  • take advantage of the resources your teachers may put online. this could be anything from study guide pdf’s to videos.
  • my best advice to anyone trying to get their shit together is JUST START. Tbh starting is the hardest part. know what you have to do and take the time to do it. it won’t be easy or fast but you’ll be so grateful in the long run.

runespoor7  asked:

My opinion on "why does Viktor always have lube and condoms ready" is that 1)Christophe certainly made sure Viktor always has them, because a)you never know when the Love Of Your Life is going to agree to go to your room, b)better safe than sorry, c)so if Christophhe runs out he can hit Viktor for his as an emergency measure, and 2)the less Yakov knows about Viktor's sexcapades the better, and that includes Viktor picking up STDs, so. 1/2

Yakov put condoms/lube in Viktor’s luggage the first time when Viktor was fifteen, and again until the time he opened Viktor’s luggage and found Viktor had packed the necessary items himself. After that he stopped. Yakov’s generally vaguely opposed to sex during the competitive season, but he’s used to his skaters not really listening. He does the same for every one of his skaters and if they have a problem with that they’re free to prove they know what to pack and what precautions to take. 2/2

omg, 1) this is so accurate, this is canon now and 2) since you said Yakov did this when Viktor was 15 I can just imagine him doing it to Yuri next year and him being like wft no ewww Yakov why???

anonymous asked:

after looking at your rules, i'm actually curious as to how Jotaro would be in an argument with his partner? Can I request this if you haven't already done it?

two jotaro angsts? in one day? how obvious is it that i’m in a bad mood-

the way i did this makes it so that jotaro and his s/o are living together (still pre-DiU though)

Jotaro In An Argument With His S/O

WARNING: reminiscent of abuse for some

  • Even with the people he loves most, it’s very easy to make Jotaro frustrated, and when they pester him enough, he snaps. He tries his best not to, but on some days, especially when his s/o decides they’ve had enough of him seldom showing them love/affection, he loses it no matter how tough or fragile they may be.
  • Jotaro is absolutely terrifying when he’s up close, yelling at his s/o. He’s also not above degrading their intelligence, acting like he’s superior to them and that they haven’t got a clue of what they’re talking about. He’ll tell them to shut up, fuck off, and may even slam his fist into the wall next to them if there is one. It’s always enough to make his s/o back down and scurry off, either to their room or out the door for a walk or just to get away from him.
  • It doesn’t take him long, as in between 5-60 minutes, to calm down. When he does, he’s going to realize how badly he fucked up (even if he had technically been right) and internally, he’ll feel awful. He’s going to wonder why the fuck they didn’t just cut things off with him right then and there, and it’s going to take more than his cigarettes to make him actually calm down.
  • If they went upstairs, and they haven’t shown themselves by the time they normally go to bed, he’ll opt to sleep on the couch. He’ll just assume that they don’t want to see him for a while after the things he said, and he’ll wait for them to come to him. This is most likely a bad way to think, but he doesn’t want to risk upsetting them.
  • If they went out, he’s going to wait up until they come home, and potentially call a friend or few of theirs to see if they’re with someone and okay. He may even take the opportunity of being alone to call Holly, Polnareff, Kakyoin, or Abdul for advice on how to make things better. He might even clean up the place a little so they don’t have to deal with any excess bullshit when they come back.When there’s nothing left to do, though, he’ll just smoke and wait, to the point of falling asleep with a cigarette in his mouth if they still aren’t back late at night.
  • When he they do come to him, either coming out of their room or coming back home, he’s going to be really stiff, and unsure of how to approach them. Regardless of that, he’s going to force himself to open his arms and mumble a simple “c’mere”. He’ll embrace them as tightly yet gently as he can, thinking that it communicates his regret well enough.
  • He’s not the type to say he’s sorry or say an apology of any kind, so hopefully his s/o doesn’t expect many words out of him. For him, physical affection is the best way of expressing how awful he feels about the things they said to them.
  • Even when everything is settled and they’ve moved on, he’s going to treat them more delicately for a full week after. He doesn’t want to hurt them again, and will go out of his way to make sure they’re okay before letting himself be comfortable around them again. Better safe than sorry, after all.

screams someone help him-


She used to love me a lot

A/N: can you fucking believe it! I wrote something😱 based on the song “she used to love me a lot -johnny cash

You’re manicured nails tapped against your chilled wine in the dimly lit restaurant. Your rather handsome fiancé sat across from you chattering on about how work was today. You nodded your head and even smiled at him every once in awhile. It wasn’t his fault you were bored, after all he had been so nice to offer to take you out just because. Truth be told you did like Elijah, and maybe with time you could even love him. After all he was handsome, wealthy, and treated you liked gold. There was only the passion missing. Yes, he was fun to kiss, with his minty breath and sparkling teeth. Sure, he always thoughtful in the bedroom, but maybe just a little bit too thoughtful. But you had learned your lesson about passion. Passion had been double edged sword that left you broken. No, passion had left with his purple croc skin coat on, not even bothering to help pick up your pieces. You had learned your lesson. It was far better to be in a boring safe relationship. Rather than in one with passion.

“(Y/N)?” Elijah’s voice called out, breaking you from your thoughts.

You refocused your eyes on his.

“Sorry what did you say?” You said with a small smile.

“I was asking if you had set a date yet? But you seem a little out of it. Are you alright?”

“Yes, I’m fine Elijah, just a little tired. But about the date I was thinking December 1st. A winter wedding?”

“Oh yeah I’d like that. And any thoughts on the honeymoon?” He said with a wink.

“No that’s all up to you. You get to decide where we go.”

“Hmm well then I’ll have to think about it.”

Elijah had made you whole again. Piece by piece he put you back together. He made you love yourself, he hadn’t judged when you told him about your past. He had taken a little time to process that you were the Joker’s broken doll that had spent 3 years in black gate for larceny. But once he was in he was fully committed. So what was wrong with you for not being able to love a guy like him. You suddenly felt very guilty. For being so ungrateful about him.

“Hey, Elijah?”

“Yes, (Y/N)?” He asked, looking up from his food expectantly.

“Thank you.”

A look of confusion crossed his face.

“What for?”

“Saving me.”

He looked at you for a moment. Before, suddenly gripping your hand from across the table as he leaned in.

“Look (Y/N). I know you’re not madly in love with me. But I am you. And I promise to always respect and love you. I believe we can make this work. Have a happy life together. Maybe even a couple of kids. All I ask is you try to love me, and even if you don’t right now…maybe one day you could.”

You stared at him, he was so open about his feelings not hiding behind a mask. So this is what it feels like to be loved.

“I’ll always try, I promise.” You said squeezing his hand lightly.

You let go of his hand when the waiter brought the check. Elijah quickly gave the waiter his card.

“Wait for my card, and I’ll go bring the car around?”
He asked you.

You nodded in agreeance. He gave your cheek a quick peck before leaving out the door, you watched him through the front glass windows until he was out of sight.

Joker’s POV

He was strolling down the streets of Gotham looking for something or someone to wreak havoc on. When he saw her through the glass windows of a fine restaurant. He started to keep going when something made him stop.

–She used to love me a lot–

‘You looked lonely and I know the cure. Old memories would melt her heart for sure. I’ll just walk on in and give it my best shot.’ He thought to himself as he slicked back his hair in the glass window.

He opened the large door and walked in sitting take the seat across from you. It took you a minute to look up from calculating the tip. But when your eyes meet his you smiled.

“Where have you been? It’s been a while.” You said, with that voice he hadn’t realized he missed.

You were glad to see him, he could almost read her thoughts. Looking at you now he couldn’t believe he said goodbye. He remembered how good it was back then.


“It’s not too late to start again. We could spend the night together. Take up where we left off.” He purred out.

He put his pale large hand over yours, while flashing you that smile.

It would be so easy to agree. So easy to fall back into his arms. You always assumed that if he ever asked again you would go. But in this moment you realized how much you had changed. You were no longer under the spell of his blue eyes.

He faced almost looked panicked as you stood to walk away. As you went to the door you turned to him to say-

“Yes, I’m in need of something. But something you don’t got. I used to love you a lot.”

He watched as a black vehicle pulled up and the man in the driver’s seat gave her a smile.

‘Oh’ he thought, as the reason for her behavior clicked into place.

Before she finished walking through the door he called to her-

“Does he make you laugh?!”

You stopped the door short of closing.

“He doesn’t make me cry.” You replied.

The door closed with a thud as he watched the man open the passenger door for her. He watched as the black car whipped out of view. He watched as you left his life for good.

Or so you thought.

I Thought You Were Different: Book 4 (Part 20/?) (Steve Rogers x reader)

Part 19

The sound of the fire alarm overhead at the compound was shrill and painful, piercing through what had been a lovely afternoon on your own without interruption.  Of course, no time in peace was guaranteed, and all it took today was one forgotten lasagna in the oven to ruin it.  “Dammit,” you groaned, waving the smoke away with your oven mitt as you opened the door, “I’m shocked that I can keep anyone alive around here.”

“Don’t sell yourself short, (Y/N),” Clint smiled from his seat at the table behind you, “you made that turkey a few years ago and no one died.”

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The Lady of the Lake

Draco & Reader

Edited by: @ragyrug who actually didn’t really edit this part because she didn’t really pay attention while she read it and just gave the characters funny voices for her own entertainment and she actually wrote this very long run on sentence in third person, but then i decided that i like first person and i am very sorry not sorry but i just wasted half of your life making you read this but it’s actually the best part of the fanfic because i am funny and the author is laughing at me as i write this while reading it out loud to her the end amen

Requested by: @wizardwritings

Warning: Potions, Snape, and what the previous part was missing: SOME fluff. And I don’t think that fluff can actually kill you because you’ve obviously read tons of fluff and you haven’t died yet, but you never know; you might die from fluff in this fanfic so it’s better for me to be safe than sorry. 

Word Count: 2,423

Originally posted by moon-leviosa

Part II: From Tail To Legs

Ever since the time he had hit his head and almost drowned, Draco had been thinking and dreaming about the strange girl that had saved him. She was the only thing he remembered from the storm. He was pretty sure that she was a mermaid, but Crabbe and Goyle had said that she looked too much like a human to be a mermaid. Draco thought that they were just being ridiculous because the girl was clearly a mermaid since Crabbe and Goyle said that she had disappeared into the water and that they hadn’t seen her at the Sorting Ceremony. How thick were those two?

Draco had to find the person who had saved him…Iyn. He was pretty sure that her name was Iyn. Maybe on the weekend he could go to the lake and find her. If she had seen him fall into the water, then surely she ventured out of the lake a lot. All he knew was that Iyn would be forever stuck in his head if he didn’t get to meet her. 


Draco had been on your mind for a while after that one night. You sometimes found yourself inventing scenarios of how the two of you would meet. Of course, you would scold yourself for thinking such silly thoughts because you knew better than to fantasize over boys. Besides, he had a concussion when you met him and he had most likely forgotten all about you. Still, you wished that you could get to know him and the world above the lake. 


A few days later, while you were constructing stick houses on your favorite rock shaded by the willow, you heard someone coming your way. As you looked up to see who it was, your jaw dropped. Coincidentally and much to your excitement, the person who was walking along the lake was Draco. Without much thought, you pushed the branches out of the way and called out to him.

“Hello!” you said.

Draco nearly jumped out of his skin.

“Oh,” you said. “I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to frighten you.”

“Who me?” asked Draco. “You didn’t frighten me at all. I’m not frightened by anything.”

“How oafish are you?” you said. “If nothing frightens you, then why did you jump?”

“Er, I, um, it was because,” said Draco trying to think of an explanation. “Wait, you look somewhat familiar. Have I seen you before?”

“Changing the subject is a cliche trick, but yes, you have seen me,” you said.

“Iyn,” Draco said. “It’s Iyn right?”

“Yes,” you said. “And you are Draco if I’m not mistaken.”

“Draco Malfoy to be exact,” said Draco. “I’m from an ancient wizarding family. What is your family status?”

“Uh,” you said. “I don’t know. My mother was a human named Eurydice and my father is a palace guard of the lake.”

“Eurydice,” said Draco. “I think I’ve heard about her. She’s a member of the Asphodel family in Ireland I believe.”

“I’ve never met her before,” you said.

“You haven’t?” asked Draco. “What kind of a mother would do something like that?”

“Mine,” you said. 

“Oh,” said Draco. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to

“It’s alright,” you interrupted. “I don’t even know her.”  

 “That’s a shame,” said Draco. “Wait, do you have a tail? The question has been bothering me for a while.” 

 “Yes,” you said pushing back the willow branches to show off your green tail. “I do have one.” 

 “Fascinating,” said Draco. “Wait until Crabbe and Goyle hear about how wrong they were. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not going to tell the whole school about you. I just wanted to prove to my friends that I was right all along.” 

 “Whatever,” you said. “I couldn’t care less. In fact I wouldn’t mind meeting a few more people. It’s rather lonely where I live. There’s no one to talk to.” 

 “In that case, I’ll come and see you as often as I can,” said Draco. “You seem to be a person worth getting to know.” 

 “What time should I expect to see you?” you asked. 

 “After dinner,” said Draco. “I think that I will be able to sneak out after dinner every evening.” 

 “Alright,” you said. “That sounds like a good plan. It was nice meeting you, Draco.” 

“It was nice meeting you as well, Iyn,” said Draco. “See you later.” 

 “Goodbye,” you said. 

 And with that, Draco turned around and walked back along the path which led to the castle. You were disappointed to see him leave, but you were also excited because you now had a friend. Just the thought of it gave you butterflies in your stomach because everything you had ever wished for was now becoming true. 


For four years the friendship between you and Draco grew stronger and stronger. He had taught you so much about the world above and you in return told him about the happenings under the green waters of the lake. Since you now knew almost everything there was to know about human life, you yearned to experience it for yourself and Draco could see it as well. The two of you were coming closer to the point of addressing that matter all together. There must be some way to get you into the land outside the loch. 

The solution to that problem became clear about a month before the Yule Ball when Draco decided that he must go to Professor Snape, the potions master. He was a bit nervous since he wasn’t sure how Snape would take his question but he knew that he had to do it if he was going to invite Iyn to the Yule Ball. Of course he hadn’t told her about the ball, at least, not yet. He wanted it to be a surprise and he didn’t want to get her hopes up about it if it couldn’t be done.

Anyways, one evening Draco found himself venturing down the corridors of Hogwarts and into Snape’s study. While he walked, he thought about what he would say to the potions master. He didn’t want anything to go wrong although he had a hunch that Snape would answer any question that Draco asked that night. 

When Draco reached the study, he knocked on the heavy wooden door.

“Enter,” said Snape.

Draco opened the door and walked into the cold and drafty room.

“Good evening Professor Snape,” said Draco.

“Good evening Draco,” said Snape. “What brings you here at this hour?”

“I have a question,” said Draco. “Well, more of a favor really.”

“What is it?” asked Snape.

“Well,” said Draco. “I was wondering if there was a potion that could turn a mermaid into a human and if so then I was wondering if you could brew one for me.”

“Why?” asked Snape.

“There’s this girl I met,” said Draco. “She is a human/mermaid hybrid who lives in the lake. I know that sounds crazy but she saved my life when I fell into the lake during a storm in my first year. She’s really curious about our world and I want to surprise her by inviting her to the Yule Ball.”

“Her name,” demanded Snape.

“Iyn,” said Draco. 

“Eurydice’s unmentioned child,” said Snape. 

“Yes, how do you know?” asked Draco.

Snape tightened his lip and paused before saying, “Never mind that now… there is one potion that will work but there are a few things I should mention before I brew it for you.”

“What things?” asked Draco.

“Well,” said Snape. “The potion will give the mermaid legs and will last for a week without any final bond.”

“What do you mean final bond?” asked Draco.

“To make the effects permanent,” said Snape. “there is a final step that involves an act of welcome, namely an affectionate act.”

“Affectionate act of welcome?” asked Draco. “You mean like aa kiss?

Snape nodded. 

“Oh,” said Draco feeling his face grow hot. “I didn’t realize that I would actually have to kiss her.”  

“Do you want to invite her to the ball or not?” asked Snape. 

“Of course I do,” said Draco. “I never said I didn’t want to invite her.” 

“Then stop acting indecisively and I will have your potion done in three weeks,” said Snape. “Now go back to your dorm. I don’t want Slytherin losing points on your account.”

“Yes sir,” said Draco getting up. “Thank you Professor.”

“The pleasure is mine,” said Snape curtly. “Now return to your dorm at once.”

“Yes sir,” Draco repeated as he walked out of the office.

His heart was racing and he didn’t think that he had the guts to tell Iyn about it. Iyn was a friend, but Draco was beginning to think about her as a little more than that. The very thought made him lightheaded. At least he had more than enough time to plan everything out, but then again, he would feel a whole lot better once this whole thing was over.


After dinner, three weeks later, Snape came to give Draco the potion. Draco had been expecting it all day and had been preparing himself to ask Iyn to the dance and give the elixir to her. Draco mustered up his characteristically cool demeanor and set out towards the lake. 


Your gut jumped as you saw Draco coming your way. He had an unfathomable look on his face which was probably because his green and silver scarf was pulled up over his mouth and his hat was covering his eyebrows. You still had a hard time figuring out why humans had to wear so much clothing when the ground was white. Mermaids never had to do any such thing. 

“Hi Draco,” you said.

“Good evening Iyn,” said Draco. “How are you?”

“I’m quite well,” you said. “And you?”

“I’m doing fine,” said Draco. “Iyn. I’ve been meaning to ask you something for a long time.”

“And what is that?” you asked. 

“Iyn,” said Draco. “Will you be my partner for the Yule Ball this Christmas?”

“I,” you said. “I don’t know what to say. Yes I would love to be your partner! But how will I come to the dance? I don’t have legs. There’s no way to get me in there without making a scene.”

“Well actually,” said Draco. “There is.”

“How?” you asked.

With a flourish of his hand he pulled out a corked vial filled with golden liquid. 

“This,” said Draco. “Is a potion that will transform you into a human.”

“Really?” you asked. “Or are you just playing with me?”

“Yes,” said Draco. “This will really turn you into a human. Professor Snape brewed it for me. All you need to do is submerge your tail in the water and drink this vial in one gulp.”

“I can’t believe it,” you said. “Thank you so much!” 

“You’re welcome,” said Draco. “I only wanted you to fulfill your biggest dream.”

“Of course you did,” you said jokingly as you lowered yourself into the water. 

Gripping the rock, you looked at Draco and said, “I’m ready. Hand me the vial.”

Draco knelt down and handed you the bottle. You uncorked it and emptied it in one gulp. 

“Ugh!” you said. “It tastes like dirt!”

“It’s supposed to,” said Draco. 

“Why would it taste like tha…Ah-h-h-ow!” you whimpered as you felt your tail split in two. A wave of cold and pain coursed through your body during your transformation and caused you to cry out in agony. 

“Are you…Can I…What should I do?” shouted Draco. 

“Help me out!” you sobbed. “Help m-me out…of…th-the water!”

Draco grabbed your hands and hoisted you up onto the rock. You were freezing cold and loud sobs racked your body.

“I…I-I’m…c-cold!” you cried. “S-so…so col-cold.”

Without saying a word, Draco took off his cloak and wrapped you in it. You pulled it tightly over your bare skin to try and warm up but your shivering and crying only grew worse. Your tail or legs felt like they were being stabbed by needles and blades and your lip was bleeding from your chattering teeth. 

“I’m going to take you to Madame Pomfrey,” said Draco scooping you up in his arms. “She’ll know what to do.”

Draco held you close as he rushed to the infirmary. Amidst your aching body, you felt a rush of excitement and nausea. You were a human now and the very thought of it made you feel sick. To keep your mind off of your pain, you thought about your home under the lake and how your dad used to sing you to sleep when you were a girl. You realized just how much you were going to miss him and your former life. Tears of nostalgia overcame tears of pain and you buried your face on Draco’s shoulder as he ran towards the castle.

“Dad,” you croaked. “I…want…m-my dad.”

“It’s okay,” said Draco. “You will see him soon.”

You heard the castle doors open and a draft of warm air eased your shivering. 

“How is she doing?” asked a voice from the left.

“Professor Snape,” said Draco. “I didn’t realize you were…never mind, she’s freezing cold and in a lot of pain.”

“Make haste,” said Snape. “Get her to Madame Pomfrey.”

“Yes sir,” said Draco. 

After a few minutes of turning through corridors and running up stairs, Draco and Snape arrived in a room filled with rows of hospital beds. 

“What’s going on?” asked Madame Pomfrey getting up from an armchair in the corner of the room. 

“Iyn,” said Draco. “She needs to warm up and something that can ease pain.”

“What happened to her?” asked Madame Pomfrey.  

“She’s suffering the effects of the Hominus Potion,” said Snape. 

“You mean she was a mermaid?” asked Madame Pomfrey.

“Yes,” said Snape. “She needs

“Chamomile tea and turmeric salve,” said Madame Pomfrey. “Yes, Severus, I know what she needs. Draco, place her on that bed by the window facing the lake and when you have done that, leave this instant. You too, Severus.”

“Yes, Madame Pomfrey,” said Draco. 

Snape merely nodded and both he and Draco walked out of the room and shut the door. 

You were so tired that you could hardly keep your eyes open, but Madame Pomfrey insisted that you change into a thick wool nightgown, drink some chamomile tea, and apply the turmeric salve. Being too tired to argue, you did as she said and before you knew it, you were fast asleep in a warm bed above the green waters of the lake. 


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“Will you stop moping.” Stefan sighed when he found Damon slouched on the sofa.


“Ah yes I forgot my dear brother’s the only one allowed to retreat into despair when his heart is broken.” Damon grunted.


“You’ve been there for a week, go and eat something, change… have a shower.” Stefan offered and went to the door. “It’s almost eleven on a Saturday so someone will be about.”


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Seriously okay so. Hopefully I have your attention. I do this every year, and I think every person who’s ever gone/lived in AZ during Con season knows this but.


You feelin’ just a little bit of thirst?


You thinkin’ it’s been a while since you’ve had some delicious H2O?


It’s be somewhat cooler here yes, especially in comparison to last year, but. BUT. It heats up fast, and you get super dehydrated when yah don’t drink. Especially when you’re walking around in that cool as heckie cosplay you’ve spent the last week and a half working hours upon hours to get at least acceptable.

okay i’ll stop projecting.

Please, make sure that you stay hydrated. Dry heat get to you, and even though PCC has gotten a bit better about providing water, last year they didn’t have as many places to get water while inside. You’ll think you’re okay because the AC’s blasting, but trust me when I say. It’s just better to be more safe than sorry. Refill your water bottles when you get the chance, and maybe carry a few extras with you in case you run into someone who seems like they need it. Me and my friends brought three cases with us. It was a bit much, but we probably should have carried more water with us while inside rather than the cases in the room (lot of good that did us, right?)

I didn’t notice if it happened last year, but there have been people who pass out due to dehydration. An ambulance was called, and they had to be taken out of there. No one wants that. It’s expensive and you’ve spent all this time and money just to get here!

So please remember!!!


anonymous asked:

Hey, I was just diagnosed with gad. But I haven't had a check up in about a year and my head keeps tell me I have heart disease. My mom says it's the gad. But I can't stop thinking I have a heart disease. I donno if you can help me I just wanted to tell someone. I'm gonna talk to my therapist next week. Just it's kinda eating at me.

Hi, I have GAD so let me give you some helpful tips!!

99% of the time it’s your GAD. GAD is awful, it’s gonna tell you that you have cancer, that your lungs are collapsing, that you’re having a heart attack when you’re not. And I’ve spoken to a few doctors about this and they all agree that it’s really hard to determine if these symptoms are real or if it’s just your GAD, you know? Your brain can be so tricky. As my mom says, play it safe. Get it checked anyway. When I was experiencing numbness in my arm at night, my doctor said hey, I’m sending you to a heart specialist so we can get it checked out just to be safe. It’s ok to get something checked out sometimes.

Because the benefits are 1. You can double check and rule out if you really do have something going on, and 2. You can ease your anxiety by knowing you’re ok and that nothing’s wrong.

I know you might not always be able to do this and some people aren’t able to. But if it’s eating at you and making it hard to function, like I’ve had happen to me on occasion, go see a doctor asap and ease your worries. There’s a big chance you’re absolutely fine, but it’s always better to be safe than sorry! I’ve found lumps, I’ve panicked over them, gotten them checked to see if they were safe. In all honesty it’s a good thing!! It’s good to double check and make sure everything’s working normally. But if this is something that’s happening frequently, all the time, then I think it’s important to consult your therapist about it and try learn the techniques they teach you to get your anxiety under control.

So in short, if something is really bothering you, it’s ok to bring it up to a doctor and double check. But also be sure to let your therapist know about this, ask them what you can do to stop this frequent worrying, and follow their advice. Overall it’s important to talk to your therapist about this because they’re the one able to give you the tools you need to ultimately overcome this. And yes, there will be times this will happen all over again. I used to be scared I had cancer, I would have constant anxiety about it for months and months. Then I was ok. Then my anxiety would fixate on another fear, and so on. It’s an endless cycle, but it’s good to learn how to put a stop to it for awhile. Sometimes your techniques don’t work anymore, and that’s when you let your therapist know.

Sorry for rambling so much, it’s just GAD is something I’ve had since I was a little girl and I know exactly what it’s like firsthand so I’d say it’s a subject I’m 100% confident in giving advice in. If you have any other questions or concerns you’re always welcome to contact me!


* The seagulls are slowly inching closer. Judging by the glint in their eyes, they will not be satisfied with your lunch this time.
* Every day, one more spot in the vending machine has been claimed by Hot Cheetos. You aren’t sure what happens when they’ve taken over.
* It’s June, and the tourists begin to roll in. Everyone keeps their doors shut, and avoids them at the beach. We can’t shatter the illusion of the postcard-perfect town. Not again.
* Four surfers enter the water one night. Five come out.
* The mountains are alive. No one mentions it. They don’t have to.
* You’re at the county fair one night, at the top of the Ferris wheel. You look out over the ocean, and see something moving. Surely it must just be a surfer, right?
* While swimming in the Pacific one day, you feel something caress your leg. You pray it’s just seaweed.
* There’s an unspoken rule about going into the desert at night.
* You come back home from a night out to see a UFO hovering above your residence. You shrug, and leave to spend the night at a friend’s house. Better safe than sorry.
* You see what looks like a fire burning on the surface of the water one night. It’s too far to be a boat, but too close to be an oil rig.
* You lie awake, unable to sleep. The waves sound closer than usual.
* It rains, just a light sprinkle. The people are celebrating in the streets. It’s been so, so long.
* The hills above town are on fire. Ash fills the air and congests your lungs. No one evacuates, PE classes are simply brought inside for the day. Like everyone else, you simply wait, hoping it doesn’t cross the 101.
* There’s a loud grating noise from down the street. In the morning, you see that the landslides have swallowed your neighbor’s house again.
* Everyone awaits The Big One, the earthquake that will send California tumbling into the Pacific. For many, it can’t come soon enough.