okay okay okay ik

just because you seem to be slower at understanding something, does not, in any way mean that you’re less smart or inferior. you’re on your own path of learning. every single step is progress, no matter how slow you think you’re going.

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SHADOWHUNTERS SEASON 2
day of atonement

“it’s the jewish day of atonement. essentially, you don’t eat anything to atone for your sins for the past year. and judging on my last year, i have a lot to atone for.”

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zelo for @choijnuhong

Don't Tell Me This Isn't Exactly What Happened

Writers: Alright so we’re going to have malec take a little bre– Wait Matt, where are you going? Matt ?!

Matt: *gets up from his chair, makes it to the hallway* IM LEAVING

Writers: Matt it’s only temporarily, they’ll be back by the end of the season! They’ll even fight together!

Matt: *peaks his head back in the writers room* Alright. But whatever they’re fighting better spit fire and fly.

Writers: Well Matt this isn’t Game of Thrones we can’t just-

Matt: IT BETTER SPIT FIRE AND FLY OR I AM LEAVING.

okay, it took me a while to write everything down, but here are my thoughts and reactions to the last 19 days chapter!! (an alternative title for this could be ‘how to make people regret asking about your thoughts’)

anyway, it’s been pretty hard for me to put some order to my thoughts, because im just!!!!!!! so in love with this chapter!!!!!!!! it’s been a whole day and im still such a mess, there are noises coming out of my mouth but they’re not human, and i can’t find the right words to express how i feel because this update wAS TOO MUCH FOR MY POOR HEART

i think this might be my favorite tianshan chapter, tho it’s a very close tie with chapter 185, and im afraid i’ve been kinda all over the place, but hopefully it makes sense!! (putting this under a cut because it’s really long and there are some pictures)

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Just a reminder to people struggling with OCD:

You cannot secretly have beliefs and prejudices that you don’t know about. Just because you did a small thing like not wanting to shake somebody’s hand bc you were afraid of germs doesn’t mean you’re secretly hateful towards a demographic they’re a part of.

“Secret” beliefs are things you know you believe, but don’t tell anyone. You can secretly believe that carrot cake is better than red velvet, or secretly dislike a TV show, but you cannot be horribly racist, misogynistic, homophobic, transphobic, ableist, classist, etc without knowing it.

That being said, the people who are horribly racist, misogynistic, homophobic, transphobic, ableist, classist, etc may not know it either, and may not think their internalized prejudice shows, but they don’t over-analyze everything they do the way you do. They don’t care about being prejudiced, they care about being inconvenienced. You are not like that.

Thinking in the back of your mind for the tiniest second you wish a protest would go away, or scrolling past a donation plea and having a bad thought about the people asking for money doesn’t make you evil either, bc odds are very good that those were intrusive thoughts.

Remember that racist, misogynistic, homophobic, transphobic, ableist, classist people don’t worry that they’re prejudiced, because they don’t care.

You’re not evil, you’re just dealing an anxiety-based mental demon that takes control of your thoughts. And that’s really rough.

Seungsol Sunday??? On Sunday??

wow. what a concept.

Don’t worry I ain’t forgot about the fic rec I’m getting that prepared. But for today, I just wanted to make an appreciation posts for one of my favorite things in pairings; The Glorious Height difference! 

Honestly, Verkwan are iconic for the growing height differences. Mainly, that they used to be the same height, bros that grow together stay together basically. But ever since Seungkwan stopped growing, Vernon is growing like weed aint he? I mean look: 

Then  

((when Boo was taller and could reach…..look at how smol they both were I’m so….))

Now  

((They both grew but Vernon is obviously getting bigger lmao)) 

These are just few month differences! And Vernon’s still growing everyday! (I wonder if he’ll reach 6ft) 

PLUS:

Proof theyre made for each other

and Poor Kwanie he’s still a small bean. 

That don’t mean he can’t be a hyung still!

Seungsol of the week!

((look how pretty our lovely Boo is omg))

ikeracity  asked:

I wish you would write a fic where Charles and Erik encounter a cockroach in their house (because that's what I'm dealing with right now wehhhhh). (also, cherik as a pairing please :33)

A loud bang, followed by Erik’s shout startles Charles two rooms away in his office, where he’s been busy grading mid terms all morning. It’s followed by more banging - like pots and pans are being tossed haphazardly against walls and onto the kitchen floor, accompanied by a rousing string of curses in German that has Charles both amused and mildly concerned.

Something wrong, darling? Are we being attacked? he asks, chuckling when he identifies the reason for the hollering, watching as the tiny cockroach scuttles across the floor and disappears behind the stainless steel garbage can through Erik’s terrified eyes.

Yes! Scheisse! There’s a monster in the kitchen, Charles! It’s huge! It’s as big as a toaster! 

And now Charles does laugh out loud, at the image of the cool and always collected Erik Lehnsherr, up in arms over the presence of a little creature in their house. He rolls back and turns towards the door, intending to head to the kitchen to see the carnage for himself, but then reconsiders and parks himself back in front of the desk with a smirk.

Would you like some help? he sends, fond and gently teasing.

Yes! Erik answers, exasperated, but no less fond. Please get this thing out of my kitchen!

Alright, no need to get your knickers in a twist, he says, as he takes control of Erik’s powers. From the cupboard he lifts a metal canister as Erik moves across the room, until he’s standing gingerly next to the garbage can.

Ready?

Just kill it!

The garbage can floats upwards, slowly, to reveal the culprit nestled in the corner, and Charles quickly scoops it into the canister, screwing the lid on tight as Erik almost collapses with relief. He floats the metal prison out of the kitchen and down the hall, sending it - along with directions to a lounging Pietro and Wanda in the rec room - to dispose of it quickly and quietly, and definitely OUT OF ERIK’S SIGHT.

Better now? Charles asks, turning his attention back to Erik as he collects all the various pots and pans and loads them in the dishwasher, muttering under his breath. Now that I’ve slayed the mighty beast?

No, Erik snaps, as he pulls on a pair of rubber gloves and takes the cleaning supplies from the cupboard. Because now I’ve got to clean every inch of this ridiculously large kitchen. Why do we have such a large kitchen again? In this old mansion of yours, which is bound to attract all manner of–

Let’s save that fight for another day, darling, he replies, blowing Erik a kiss before settling back down to finish his marking.