she's doing the thing again

Me: *Forgets who Azealia Banks is and enjoys that her continued existence no longer burdens my mind*

Yall, seeking to destroy the peace I’ve made for myself: She’s doing things again. Here’s a screenshot and a link.


If you ever feel sad just remember Alucard, The No Life King,  Son of the Dragon, Bird of Hermes, The Night Walker, Dracula, Vlad the Impaler, once put his newly born baby daughter in a burrito blanket

  • Me: *understands the pain to lose someone close to you and wants to hug Blue Diamond for a long time*
  • Also Me: *understands that just because of these episodes it doesn't make any of her past actions any less terrible. understands that her current actions/portrayal don't make excuse anything from her past.*

so i was lucky enough to snag one of @projectnelm’s commission slots for one of my OC’s. can i just say that i woke up to this and CRIED? (happy tears of course)

i cannot put into words how grateful i am for getting the chance to have one of my favorite artists do a piece for me of one of my characters. it’s such an awesome feeling to see one of my beloved characters plucked out of my imagination and depicted so perfectly. 


anyone else kinda terrified you’ll never be able to hold a job in the future because of your mental illness

Let's just be clear

Oswald 👏🏻 didn’t 👏🏻kill 👏🏻 Isabella 👏🏻 only 👏🏻 cuz 👏🏻 he 👏🏻 was 👏🏻 jealous! 👏🏻 It 👏🏻 was 👏🏻 also 👏🏻cuz 👏🏻she 👏🏻wouldn’t 👏🏻let 👏🏻 Ed 👏🏻 go 👏🏻 after 👏🏻 he 👏🏻 said 👏🏻 he 👏🏻wanted 👏🏻 to 👏🏻 break 👏🏻 up! 👏🏻

how to draw mizar:

-stay up for 56 hours

-drink 4-5 red bulls 

-put on some sweats 

-look in the mirror 

-draw that


👀👀 sekai i see you


Hey Guys! Happy Hug Day from the Heroes Of Olympus! 

They are the cutest couple ever! Don’t you agree! Definetly my OTP. 

 Percy: Hey Annabeth, C’mere

Annabeth: What’s it?

Percy:(HUGS HER) Happy hug day

Annabeth:(Smiles)Same to you, where did you learn that?

Percy: Drew was doing her s** talk thing again and she suggested to hug because today is hug day, so yeah

Annabeth: What did you do?

Percy:I was so excited that I was gonna hug you without a slap in the back of my head that I ran faster than the wind and hugged you

Annabeth:( SLAPS HIM AT THE BACK OF THE HEAD) you idiot 

Percy:there goes my dream :(

Annabeth: (Hugs him harder) I love you. 

 :After smiling a lot, he replied with ‘I love you too’

Hello from Caleo. They wouldn’t go without a hug, would they?

Percy: Hey dude, today’s hug day

LEO RUNS AWAY SCREAMING BLOODY MURDER ( actually screaming Cali here I come)

Leo hugs her while she is surprised

 Soft HUG after a tiresome day. Frazel.

Jason grabs Piper wildly and says “Happy HUG Day, beautiful” JASPER

Will, all bright and smiling walks towards a pissed Nico. 

“Hey” he asks “Why the sour face?”

“Today is hug day” Nico answers

“Will smiles more “Isn’t that amazing?”

Nico chokes up on his spit “Am not used to be in people’s contact becaus-”

Nico is cut up by Will’s bonebreaking hug. “Happy Hug Day,  death breath”

______________________________________________________________Now are we only having couples? No, hug day is for everyone. For instant - mothers

The first hug is the hug of the mother and we should take care that the last hug of the mother would be with us.


Are we done? NO, what about bro and dudes, huh?

That’s Nico and Jase. Nico is itching to get away.

Looks like Jason’s the huggy type, right?

CUTE. Real bro.

______________________________________________________________Now I am a female so I need sis too.

After Annabeth came out from Tartarus.

Time for a display hug, ladies

______________________________________________________________What about other friends. Just hug them all and let them know that they matter

One of my fav friendship is of Percy and Thalia

The original group- Percy, annabeth, grover

The first family- Luke, annabeth and Thalia

The friends




Do me a favour, hug all thepeople that made your life the way it is and let them know that they matter.


I got inspired by THAT SCENE from the trailer.

Clarke wiped at her tears when the door blew open, but Bellamy didn’t seem to see her at first.  He kicked it shut viciously and punched the wall.

She wanted to stand and check on him, but she didn’t have any energy left.  She’d only made it through the third truckload of the bodies before fleeing, because once more, she had blood on her hands that she couldn’t justify.  She’d been so sure she was doing the right thing, but now— now she was wanheda again.

Bellamy looked at her and sucked at his knuckles.  He had argued against her plan at first, and she wondered if he was just as furious with her as she was, but his eyes didn’t look angry, just said.  “I’m sorry,” she whispered.  “You were right.”

Bellamy closed his eyes.  “We don’t— we don’t need to do this,” he replied.  “I agreed with you in the end.  This…this is on both of us.”

“We’re not going to pull this off,” she said, voicing the fear that had been lurking in the back of both their minds since the council meeting.

“You don’t know that,” he said, blinking rapidly and sniffing as he looked down.

“You still have hope?”

“We’re still breathing,” he said, with just a flicker of a sardonic smile.

Clarke sighed and looked at her lap.  Everything was pressing down on her again— the walls were closing in, and this time, she couldn’t leave even if she wanted to because soon there wasn’t going to be anything left outside the gate.  Bellamy’s hand came to rest on her shoulder, gentle and comforting, and she grabbed his wrist and turned her cheek to him, needing a moment of connection while her emotions swirled beyond her control.  Bellamy kept his hand there and knelt down, his other hand coming to cradle her cheek.  “You and me— we can do this.  Somehow,” he whispered, pressing a kiss to her forehead.

Clarke shifted on the bench and let him sit down next to her, curling into his side.  She took his hand in hers and kissed his bruised knuckles.  Bellamy rested his head on hers and sighed, and his muscles started to relax the longer they leaned into each other.  “Looks like we’re back to square one,” she said, trying to push her grief down where it belonged.  

They had people to save, after all.

Solving Pugs

First, encourage your friend to do the straw thing again, but for longer. If she’s coping while doing nothing ask her to do mild physical activity like walk around, wash the dishes, get the mail. If she can breath through only a straw, whilst doing mild activity, for an hour, with no discomfort, then give her a medal and send her off to a medical science lab.

Second, let’s define ‘the pug crises’. If we’re going to talk about health problems in the pug related to breeding or anatomy, we should include, but not limit ourselves to:

  • Brachycephalic syndrome, causing air hunger, overheating, exercise intolerance, collapse, chronic vomiting and increased risk of respiratory obstruction
  • Hemivertebrae and increased risk of intervertebral disc disease
  • Eye problems including: overexposure predisposing to keratoconjunctivitis sicca (dry eye) and eye ulcers, proptosis of the globe (eyeball popping out), laterally deviated vision, entropion
  • Excessive facial skin folds, leading to yeast dermatitis and chronic ear infections.
  • Hip dysplasia. Even though they’re little, they still get it surprisingly commonly.
  • Propensity towards obesity. This may be linked to the breed’s general difficulty exercising.

I think that’s enough problems to address to begin with. There’s too much flesh and not enough bone in the head. The breeding towards a curved tail, and a ‘double curled tail’ is still considered highly desirable in the show ring, has resulted in unstable backs and hemivertebrae. The desire for large, round eyes instead of more oval, typical eyes has resulted in bulging globes that easily pop out. And the ‘well defined wrinkles’ of the breed standard go too far, resulting in skin and ear infections and encouraging the breed to retain the excessive soft tissues of its head.

The purebred pug scene, and the desire to achieve a perfect ‘look’ has resulted in the suffering of this breed. The greatest opposition to change is the purebred pug clubs, because changing the breed standard would result in dogs ‘not looking like a pug’ anymore. They are also firmly against crossbreeding, even though we know that after 5 generations of crossing back, the offspring are indistinguishable from a purebred. Nevertheless, if I could change the world I would:

  • Change the breed standard to include a minimum nose length of 2 inches.
  • Allow a curled tail, but more than 360 degrees is too much.
  • Have all show dogs hip scored to compete. Spinal Xrays would be great while we’re at it.
  • Limit maximum size allowed for eyes, encourage more oval than round eyes.
  • Outcross to other breeds.

Personally, I think the Jack Russel Terrier, particularly the straighter legged ones, are excellent candidates to cross pugs to. The head is just lovely, they still have lots of energy, and most of their genetic problems don’t overlap. It means that instead of this:

You end up with something a bit more like this:

Really, the breed clubs need to ask themselves whether they really like the dogs or the look of the dogs. The breed deserves better.

Can you honestly say that this isn’t ‘pug’ enough to you? ‘Cause it ooks very puggy to me, but with much less suffering.

But what would I know? I’m just a lowly veterinarian.
Cover Story: Jennifer Lawrence, Star without a Script
In a mere six years, Jennifer Lawrence has blazed past every marker of Hollywood stardom, with no sign of slowing down: next month’s science-fiction romance Passengers will be followed by movies with Steven Spielberg, Adam McKay, and Darren Aronofsky.
By Julie Miller

V.F. cover star Jennifer Lawrence chats female friendship, her pup Pippi, and the one thing she will never do again

Just a small thing that occurred me.

How terrible it is that Feyre didn’t want to paint anymore. I mean, she was so into her depression and so helpless and desperate to the point she did not want to paint anymore - the thing that used to bring her the biggest joy.
And it is her life at the night court - it is Rhys - that makes her want to do it again. How she progressively healed, she progressively started wanting to do things again, to live again - because he helped her, he was there for her.
I just love, love this sutil details that were thrown in the middle of the book.
ACOMAF is so beautiful.
I am still not over it.
Not at all.

I’m just emotional because I’m thinking about this scene in the context of all the times Clarke has pushed Bellamy away or tried to do things alone. She sends him to Mount Weather. She leaves Arkadia. She stays in Polis. She goes to the City of Light. When she puts his name on that list she’s proving that she won’t do a single thing without him again, especially not the apocalypse.

When she told him she needed him in 3x05, he didn’t believe her and her heart wasn’t in it.

That’s over, folks. It really is “together” from here on out.