sometimes the world presents me with things

January told me that just because a new year starts doesn’t mean a new me has to start.

February showed me that I am worthy of being loved.

March exposed me and all my worries and insecurities, and made me stronger by beating me down.

April taught me that sometimes other people see parts of yourself better than you do, but they may not always see the dark parts.

May spread me so thinly that I felt as if I were a drop of rain trying to cover an entire sidewalk.

June set me up; sometimes people are terrible, terrible creatures, and they’re willing to twist things however they need to in order to get what they want.

July presented me with an opportunity to prove that moving on doesn’t mean letting go.

August allowed me to rebuild parts of myself I thought I had lost.

September erased me; once again I would be a blank slate, and that haunted me for days.

October held me up for the world to see; I was now a part of something bigger than myself, something bigger that could make a difference.

November terrified me, showed me that out of sight did not mean out of mind, told me I was still in love even though I tried so hard to let go.

December let me know that just because the year is coming to an end doesn’t mean I have to as well.

Being Spiritually Healthy

What does it mean to be spiritually Healthy? Why is it so important?

When we think of spirituality we think of spirituality, we often think of religion or believing in some form of higher power. We sometimes resist all things that are associated with this form of spirituality; however, spirituality doesn’t have to mean religion, it doesn’t have to mean being controlled by someone or something. Having spiritual health is all about understanding that your being within yourself is in a safe place. It is all about protecting and nourishing your spirit. There are many ways to nourish the spirit and be spiritually healthy without including religion in the mix. Her are a few ways to do this:

1. Meditate

Meditation gives you time to sort through the things that plague your spirit. Allow yourself to work through your problems and free yourself from the inner workings of the ego. Sometimes the ego hides our true selves with the selves shape by a broken world.

2. Practice Mindfulness

Be present in your situation.Sometimes we go through life hiding from truths and hard times. Instead of facing rejection and moving on, we avoid difficult situation only to let it cloud our days, causing anxiety and nervousness. Don’t fear knowing the answer, be present in your life, know that what ever comes next you will want to be present for.

3. Get to know your true self

I know personally, I have created many personas for myself in order to fit in with the people around me. I changed the things I liked, I changed my way of thinking, I became someone that is just like everyone else. I got to a point I changed so much, I didn’t really know who I was. I had to peel back the layer and get to know myself again. What did I actually like? What do I actually care about? Was I like this because I wanted to seem interesting?

Sometimes the environment that changes us, isn’t for the better; so get to know the real you and love that you with all your heart.

I hope this help anyone who is looking to be spiritually healthy. Namaste.

Essays in Existentialism: Arkers III

Could you please write continuation of model Lexa and band singer Clarke,maybe one where Clarke heard about rumor of Lexa having a fling with Costia?Or maybe how they’re doing in the first six months of being official?Fluff,angst,anything you want 

Previously on Arkers

“We should have just stayed on vacation,” Clarke grinned, pausing on the mark on the red carpet. 

“What vacation?” Lexa chuckled, shaking her head and looking at the cameras. She felt her girlfriend’s hand on her hip and it helped with the nerves that refused to disappear. 

“A few days in there where we only worked a few hours.” 


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Just be happy!
(Apenas ser feliz)

Be the reason someone smiles today…
(Seja a razão do sorriso de alguém hoje)

If you expect honesty, be honest!
(Se você espera honestidade, seja honesto)

Never lose your faith!
(Nunca perca sua fé)

Sometimes you just need to disconnect and enjoy your own company…
(Às vezes você só precisa desligar e desfrutar de sua própria companhia)

You’re responsible for your own happiness.
(Você é o único responsável pela sua felicidade)

Making mistakes is better than faking perfections!
(Cometer erros é melhor do que perfeições falsas)

Be grateful for what you have and don’t let the little things get you down!
(Seja grato pelo que você tem e não deixe que as pequenas coisas te derrubem),

What’s coming is better than what is gone…
(O que está por vir é melhor do que se foi)

Make your own happiness your priority!
(Faça a sua própria felicidade a sua prioridade)

Sometimes all we need is a fresh start…
(Às vezes, tudo que precisamos é de um novo começo)

Recognize the good things in your life.
(Reconheça as coisas boas em sua vida)

Got nothing to lose and nothing to prove!
(Não tenho nada a perder e nada a provar)

But when it comes to me, wouldn’t wanna be anybody else!
(Mas quando se trata de mim, eu não gostaria de ser mais ninguém)

Insist on happiness!
(Insista na felicidade)

Long life, small world!
(Vida longa, mundo pequeno)

Honesty is an expensive gift, don’t expect it from cheap people…
(Honestidade é um presente caro, não espere ele de pessoas baratas)

Stop overthinking, and go with the flow!
(Pare de pensar demais e vá na vibe)

Stop looking at what you don’t have, and start being thankful for what you do have!
(Pare de olhar para o que você não tem, e comece a ser grato pelo que você tem)

She’s fly effortlessly!
(Ela voa sem esforço)

it’s time to forget!
(É hora de esquecer)

Be kind, be honest, be loving, be true and all of these things will come back to you!
(Seja amável, seja honesto, seja amoroso, seja verdadeiro e todas essas coisas vão voltar para você)

Stay positive and good things will happen!
(Fique positivo e coisas boas irão lhe acontecer)

Being happy is my goal!
(Ser feliz é o meu objetivo)

I was born to walk alone!
(Nasci pra caminhar sozinha)

Do you ever wonder if the stars shine out for you
(Você já se perguntou se as estrelas brilham para você?)

Don’t be afraid to dream!
(Não tenha medo de sonhar)

When you forgive, you don’t change the past, you change the future!
(Quando você perdoa, você não muda o passado, você muda o futuro)

Wake me up when it’s all over…
(Acorde-me quando está tudo acabado)

If you can dream it, you can do it.
(Se você pode sonhar, pode realizar.)

Things end but memories last forever…
(As coisas terminam mas as memórias duram para sempre)

Whatever makes you mad, leave it. Whatever makes you smile, keep it.
(O que faz você ficar louco, deixe-o. O que quer que te faz sorrir, mantenha)

This is what i feel when you kiss me…
(Isto é o que eu sinto quando você me beija)

Dreams don’t work unless you do…  
(Os sonhos não funcionarão a menos que você faça)

Be happy at this very moment. It’s the key to every good thing!
(Seja feliz neste exato momento. É a chave para cada coisa boa)

Take these broken wings and learn to fly…
(Pegue estas asas quebradas e aprenda a voar)

Chase after your dreams!
(Corra atrás dos seus sonhos)

Love harder than any pain you’ve ever felt…
(Amo mais do que qualquer dor que eu já senti)

Never give up on love!
(Nunca desista do amor)

Feelings are just visitors. Let them come and go!
(Sentimentos são apenas visitantes. Deixe-os ir e vir)

You can’t stay mad at someone who makes you smile!
(Você não pode ficar com raiva de alguém que faz você sorrir)

Being happy shouldn’t be this hard!
(Ser feliz não deve ser tão difícil)

I feel so good today!
(Estou me sentindo bem hoje)

Never look back!
(Nunca olhe pra trás)

Zimbits Airport AU Part 2

read it on ao3 here | Part 1

They share earbuds for the rest of their time waiting to board— Bitty’s never been so grateful for his portable charger before. With some time and effort, he takes a page or so of notes on his Food Science reading, but he’s not actually convinced he’s absorbed any of it. His mind is too busy screaming because in a matter of minutes, Jack Zimmermann had met him, come out to him, listened to Beyonce with him, and asked him to come to a hockey game Saturday night. Bitty will be hard put to get any sleep on the flight if this keeps up.

He must have dozed off at some point, because Bitty knows he was just jotting down a couple more notes, but the next thing he knows, his notebook has slid off his lap onto the floor and Jack is tapping his shoulder. “Bitty? It’s almost time to board.”

“Oh, is it?” Bitty says once he’s had a chance to look around at his surroundings a bit more. The people on their flight seem to be the only ones left in the airport, spread out in the chairs or sprawled on the ground to take a nap. “I must have drifted off, sorry.”

And there’s that smile again, considerably wider and brighter than any he’s ever seen from Jack on TV. “It’s okay. But we’re boarding soon, so you might want to pack your things up?”


“What seat do you have?”

Bitty digs his boarding pass out of his backpack. “23C.”

“Oh,” Jack says, looking a bit put out. “I’m in business class.”

“You’d have to be to have enough room to stretch your legs out, now, wouldn’t you?” Bitty jokes, but he understands Jack’s tiny pout, which, by the way, is adorable— moving on. “Not all of us are over six feet tall.”

“No, I guess you aren’t.” Jack frowns for a moment as he thinks, then says, “Wait here” before getting up and going to the desk where the flight attendants are standing, looking as equally bored and tired as their passengers.

Bitty sincerely hopes he isn’t changing his seat to economy. He knows from his teammates (particularly Holster) that for most hockey players, himself excluded, cramming one’s legs into an economy seat is just not feasible for any flight longer than an hour or two. As much as he’d like to be able to sit by Jack during the flight, Jack has a game tomorrow. Surely he should know that’s a bad idea.

He packs up his things anyway, since there are only ten or so minutes until boarding, and watches as Jack discusses something with the flight attendant talking to him. They’re too far away for Bitty to hear a word they’re saying, but he sees the flight attendant nod and Jack smile. He comes back with a piece of paper in hand and offers it to Bitty.

“This is a boarding pass.”

Jack nods.

“With my name on it, and it says business class.”

Jack nods again.

“Jack Zimmermann, I hope you are not saying that you paid to upgrade my seat to business class. I can’t pay you back!”

“I asked them to transfer my frequent flier miles to your account,” Jack says. “There were enough for a free upgrade. Didn’t cost a cent.”

“I am flabbergasted.”

“Oh.” There it is again, the sad eyes that remind Bitty of a puppy and break his heart simultaneously. “I can take it back if you—”

“No, no, I wasn’t saying that,” Bitty says hurriedly. “But… it’s kind of a lot, isn’t it?”

“No, I always fly business class,” Jack says matter-of-factly. “I didn’t have a use for that upgrade anyway. And I wanted to keep talking to you.”

Good lord. Jack is blushing again and Bitty really is not sure he can handle it. What on earth is he supposed to say to that?

“Well, thank you very much, but I hope you don’t regret it,” Bitty’s mouth says of its own will. “I can get very chatty, which I don’t think is desirable for red-eye flights.”

Then he curses himself. That was definitely not the expression of gratitude he wanted to say.

“That’s okay,” Jack says. “I like hearing you talk.”

“You are going to be the death of me if you keep saying things like that, Mr. Zimmermann.”

“I fully intend to.”

The flight attendant calls for first class to board, and then business class and it’s time for them to go. Bitty holds out his new boarding pass to the flight attendant, who smiles at him and Jack and says “Enjoy the flight.”

“We will,” Jack says, and Bitty can’t keep himself from smiling.

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anonymous asked:

As an INFJ I feel like I live constantly in my head and in the future. This sometimes makes me feel like I'm missing out on my actual life. Even when I try to focus on the moment and the present and on my physical sensations, I find this to be a really difficult task. What can I do to live more in the present? To live?

Develop your functions in the order of your functional stack. If you try to develop the inferior function without having sufficiently developed the auxiliary function, things can go wrong. To put it simply, people get stuck in their heads because they only care about themselves. They cannot see the world as it truly is, rather, they only see things in relation to the ego, only in terms of what they can obtain, chasing superficial rewards/validation and trying to avoid emotional discomfort at all costs. Therefore, to get out of your head, actively care for (not just about) something/someone other than yourself, take responsibility for something/someone unrelated to yourself, leave behind all your comfort zones, put in the hard work to engage with the world and confront the failures/disappointments that will inevitably come. Get involved in things with your extraverted functions instead of constantly fretting about who you want to be, how you want life to be, how things will turn out, how people perceive you, how things aren’t good enough, etc, etc. Ni doms who claim to be “focusing on the moment” are more often than not grossly misinterpreting Se, trying to unconsciously sidestep proper type development by convincing themselves that self-work is just “mind over matter”, fooling themselves into believing that merely thinking about being present means that you are present. Doesn’t work that way. If you have to think about it or remind yourself to do it, you’re not present. It is useless and frankly bullcrap to follow such mantras if you’re not actually doing anything that produces a tangible impact in the world. Developing extraverted functions requires ACTING and DOING, not merely thinking and believing. “Living” is a verb, not an abstract idea.

Tonight Is For Them (Newt Scamander X Reader)

Hello my darlings! (I am literally turning into Newt.)  Happy Friday! Today I present these happy thoughts to get you through the weekend. :)

Here is Part 3 of my Newt X Reader series and I am just OVERWHELMED with all of the love and support you have shown me up until this point. I know there are so many waiting for this and: HERE IT IS! I hope it lives up to your expectations. 

Will there be a part four? Yes, yes there will. :)

Dedicated to: all of you who have insecurities about yourself or your world around you. We ALL have them. Sometimes the smallest little things bother us and we have no explanation - just breathe and know you are not alone. As we focus more on the bright things of life, even if it is just our muse, we can find little bits of strength. Be proud of who you are. You’re beautiful.

Title: Tonight Is For Them


Part 1 x Part 2 x Part 4 x Part 5



Newt Scamander X Reader

Rating: T

Warnings: lots of fluff, insecure feelings, pregnancy woes, some really fluffy stuff

Fluff Level: ERUMPENT!

Additional notes:  There is a bit of Queenie and a few other characters in here that I have never written before. Also, one random guy I made up. I hope I did okay. 

Also, if you enjoy this, can you please send feedback? It really helps motivate me and I welcome ALL of it!

GIFS/PICS ARE NOT MINE! Message me if you’d like credit!!

Pickett had taken quite the liking to you in recent weeks. You couldn’t figure out if it was your growing tummy that he was curious of or the fact that the Autumn chill had finally descended on the city and he needed the body warmth.

“Pickett,” you mused, watching him trail up and down the length of your stomach, “I’m not entirely sure I am going to be able to do this.”

The little creature turned towards you, his small brown eyes blinking.

You studied the exquisite dress hanging from the door of your wardrobe. Queenie had picked it out. She had been so excited that she skipped work just so she could bring it to you. You were really thankful for her. However, the dress brought with it an ominous feeling of expectation and formality that you were desperately trying to avoid.

The MACUSA was hosting an annual Autumn Ball for all witches and wizards employed by them. There would be an elegant dinner, several guest lecturers (your husband included), and dancing. It was a wonderful opportunity for Newt to speak publicly about his book and recent observations. Normally, the two of you were content staying at home in the evenings, and it was very rare for you to ever have a night out on the town. This fact alone should have made the prospect of the ball very appealing. However, every time you thought about it, or looked at the dress, your heart filled with dread.

From the time the invitation had arrived, you had been desperately trying to convince your Magizoologist husband of one thing: you were not going.

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I think it’s wonderful how we can feel this much, how immerging myself in a story can make me feel joy, pain, fondness and grief to a intensity I can escape reality. But I wish that sometimes (okay maybe more than that) I could project these feelings…to my world. To the things I see, to the things I hear. I wish it wasn’t this frustration the one to welcome me back to reality. This emptiness? The feeling that something will always be missing in these normal days we have to live.

Forget Me Not

Emily x Reader

Emily was exhausted. The latest case had taken the team out of state for ten days, and it had been a tough one. She just wanted to fall into her girlfriends arms and sleep. It was late but she knew Y/N wouldn’t mind her using the spare key she’d given her. She unlocked the apartment door and flicked the lights on. It was past midnight so Y/N would be in bed, which was fine. Emily would just slip in next to her.

Depositing her go bag on the couch, she kicked her shoes off and looked around the apartment she’d come to love. And then she saw them.

Birthday cards.



She hadn’t forgotten, she hadn’t. She known about this date for weeks, had a present hidden away in the bottom of her wardrobe. She’d even spoke to Y/N multiple times by text over the last few days including today. Why hadn’t she mentioned it to her, reminded her? The biggest question though was why hadn’t Emily remembered herself. Right, she could fix this. She’d go home now and collect her present. Then she’d find an all night store and get ingredients to make Y/N breakfast in bed. Tomorrow was Sunday so they didn’t have anywhere to be. Paperwork could wait for 24 hours.

She was just pulling her boots back on when the bedroom door opened.

“Em?” Y/N stood there, her hair tied up in a messy bun and the shoulder strap of her nightdress slipping down one arm.

“Y/N, oh my God I’m so sorry,” Prentiss discarded her boots again and rushed over to her partner, praying that she’d forgive her.

“What on earth for?” Y/N rubbed her eyes and tugged her strap back up. She smelt like apples and Emily just wanted to bury her face into her neck.

“Your birthday, I didn’t wish you a happy birthday today. Well, yesterday. Fuck, I’m such a terrible girlfriend, how can I not remember to wish you a happy birthday. I just need to go home and get your present. I’ll make it up to you I swear. I’ll…”

“Em, relax. It’s fine.”

“No it really isn’t fine. I can’t believe I didn’t remember. Why didn’t you remind me? I’m so shit.”

Y/N reached her hand out and took Emily’s. “Seriously, it’s fine. Alright I was a little miffed earlier. But then I remembered that you’re off saving the world from serial killers. Sometimes, there’s more than important things. It’s not like I don’t have a birthday every year…”

“Yeah but I should have remembered. It’s what girlfriends do.”

Y/N shook her head with a soft smile on her face.

“You knew it was my birthday right? You just said you had a present at home.”

Em nodded, “Yeah, I’ve had it for weeks. It took me ages to find.”

“So it wasn’t like you forgot. You were just busy saving the world again.”

“But I shouldn’t ever be too busy to forget to wish you a happy birthday,” Emily was close to tears, something she rarely found herself.

“You messaged me this morning telling me you loved me and that you’d see me soon. It wasn’t like I didn’t hear from you at all. You have an important job, and I knew that when we started dating. I accept that. And it’s not like you forgot about me, you still messaged me, you still kept in touch so I knew you were okay. Please don’t beat yourself about it, Em.”

Y/N caressed her cheek gently, hating seeing her girlfriend upset. Everything she was saying was true though. Sure, she’d been a little bit annoyed in the morning but she knew Emily was out on a big case, she knew that days tended to blend together for her when she was out in the field. Emily had once told her that she’d forgotten her own birthday, it was only when they returned from the case and her teams technical analysis had greeted her with a pile of gifts that she’d remembered. Y/N leant forward and kissed her lips gently.

“Seriously Em, please don’t worry.”

She smiled at her girlfriend again and Emily finally began to relax.

“Okay, but I’m still going to make it up to you.”

Y/N grinned. “I won’t argue with that. And I can think of a way you can start right now if you like?” She raised her eyebrows suggestively and licked her lips.

Emily grinned and took her girlfriends hand, more or less pulling her to the bedroom. She’d spend all night making it up to her if she could.
Five ways to stop you feeling rubbish about what you see on social media
If you've ever looked at what other people are doing on Instagram and Twitter and felt a bit rubbish about it, you're not alone.

f you’ve ever looked at what other people are doing on Instagram and Twitter and felt a bit rubbish about it, you’re not alone.

Social media brings us closer to friends but can have a negative impact on how we feel about our own lives.

Images of people living seemingly perfect lives and perfect bodies can put huge pressures on followers.

And The National Citizen Service say things only get worse in the summer months.

We asked YouTuber Luke Is Not Sexy for his five tips on how to make sure using Instagram, Snapchat, Twitter or Facebook stays fun and doesn’t have a negative impact on users.

Here’s what he had to say about keeping your sense of self-worth ahead of the flood of beach selfies and #summerbody snaps on social media.

Notifications? Don’t bother

“My first tip for feeling better with social media, and the main thing really, is turning off post notifications,” Luke tells Newsbeat.

“Social media is very good at making you feel left out if you’re not constantly in the loop on everything that’s happening but sometimes you can be going about your day, and you’re feeling a little bit vulnerable then bang - something’s on your phone that shows you someone else who’s more perfect than you are.

"If that hits you at the wrong time, that can devastate your whole day, your whole week, your whole month, your whole life, everything.”

Fill your feed with people who make you feel good

“Choose who you follow a little bit better,” he says.

“Think about following or only bringing into your life people who celebrate imperfection. People who point out their own imperfection and don’t try to present themselves to you as some kind of demigod, like some image of perfection, like ‘you have to follow me because I am greater than you’ll ever be’.”

Flaunt your own flaws

“Choosing to celebrate the things that make you you and make you different is a wonderful thing,” Luke says.

“It’s so empowering if you can manage to do it. I know that’s hard, I know that’s really difficult to do that and I struggle every day with this still, but if you can get to a place where you look at yourself in the mirror and you say 'That thing about me is weird and makes me stand out.’

"It makes me feel vulnerable but I’m going to choose to share it and I’m going to choose to own it. If you own the things then nobody else can turn those things against you.”

Take a break

“The next one might seem counter productive, especially from someone like me who literally makes his entire living by people watching him, but go offline sometimes,” he says.

“Exist in the real world. Exist with the real people in your life. The people online are fantastic, they’re lovely, they’re wonderful but there’s nothing more hearty than a real human connection with another human being.”

Stand up against the fakes

“Where you see it, call out fakery,” says Luke in his fifth tip.

“Call out people who are saying 'I’m wonderful’ or presenting themselves like 'I just woke up like this’ but you know they stood up for 20 minutes, did their hair, put their eyelashes on and went back to bed to take a selfie.

"That’s not helpful for anybody. It might be helpful for them, they make some money or get loads of likes on Instagram but really the output of that to the world is negative and needs to be shamed.”

I wish people would realize that no sign is bad. Every archetype teaches us a lesson. Every sign is represented somewhere in our chart, even if it’s just on a house cusp. Scorpio is not evil, Gemini is not crazy. Maybe the extreme examples of these signs turn some of us off because of perceived badness in their actions and behavior. Just like we associate things like talking to yourself or delusions as bad/unwanted because they’re associated with mental illness. But these things exist in the world. The obsessive, all-consuming depth of Pluto and Scorpio exists in the world… in good ways and bad ways. He detached, versatile, constantly searching and questioning nature of Mercury and Gemini exists in the world, too… we can’t ignore things or cast them out just because sometimes we don’t like the way they present themselves m, or how they present within ourselves. It’s important to understand every sign, every axis, every planet, every house… they all have a very special, important meaning. In order to understand ourselves fully we must understand others, the world, and how all 3 interact…

I know this has been said before but I’m saying it again because it’s just that important to me.

Where have I been?

I haven’t been writing, not here or anywhere, for a little while now. I’ve been trying to sort out why and not coming to any grand conclusions. But I work things out best when I write them down. So here’s a long look inside my mushy head for now, if you’re curious.

New Scientist, the magazine where I work, changed ownership this spring. For this transition time, I’m acting as the Physics Editor (for lots of reasons I won’t go into here – they’re not salacious or anything, just inside baseball/business stuff that isn’t all that interesting). So I spend my days editing other people’s work instead of writing my own pieces. I miss writing and reporting a lot, even though I’m also learning a lot as an editor.

But my lapse in writing started long before May.  It’s been at least a year since I thought about my Tumblr on a daily basis. That makes me pretty sad. I have loved finding friends and building a community here for so long. And I miss it a lot.

Some of it was the election. It was all-consuming and I didn’t want to get into political arguments in this space I’d worked hard to make my happy little corner of the internet. I also didn’t know what to say, really. I was figuring out how to process it all myself, so I spent time reading and having conversations and listening to podcasts and reading some more. 

There were personal reasons I stopped writing here, too. The last place I worked was full of really wonderful people, but the three very worst interactions I had there were with dudes who felt it was okay to yell at me about something I wrote on my blog. I didn’t really put my finger on it until the other day, but that’s what made me want to never come here. Because in the back of my head I knew I was risking another blowout with another coworker who would tell me that they hated me or that I was an idiot or say something snide and underhanded and unkind just to feel like they had some power over me. I guess it’s threatening to some people when someone writes down how they see the world in a way that doesn’t match up with their own views? I honestly don’t know. But having people take my writing on this blog out of context and using what I wrote as ammunition in fights I didn’t want to have – it made me give up a little bit. 

Anyway, I miss you, Tumblr. I miss documenting what I’m thinking about and reading about and laughing about. I miss observing the world closely and writing it all down. 

So I think I’ll come back a little bit. Try to be more present around here. It’ll be nice to chat with you all again. Drop me a line if you’re still out there. Or don’t. Sometimes I don’t even write these things for you. I just do it for me. That’s really what I want to remember how to do again.

The thing is, I’m not motivated or interested in my own happiness? Sometimes I consider what my life would be like with a better family, or good health and I just cannot imagine “Me” ever participating sincerely with it.

I cannot enjoy life because I am not present within life. There is no “I” which exists that could engage in sincere participation. Liang hypothesized that the Schizoid self was carefully distanced from the world, but rather I feel that my self is simply non-existent.

anonymous asked:

I apologize if this question has been asked but what father-son issues did Draco and Scorpius have even before Astoria died? Thanks!

My thoughts: 

Scorpius, a kind, gentle soul, had worries about the fact that Draco had been a Death Eater. The scene in the Voldemort AR in which he says,

 “The “Mudblood” death camps, the torture, the burning alive of those that oppose him. How much of that is you? Mum always told me that you were a better man than I could see, but this is what you really are, isn’t it? A murderer, a torturer, a—”

In my opinion, that’s Scorpius stating his deepest fears about his father. Draco’s legacy come back to haunt his son, in a similar way that Harry’s legacy haunts Albus. 

“I got his nose, his hair, and his name. Not that that’s a great thing. I mean, father-son issues — I have them.”

and then:

“The Malfoys. The family you can always rely on to make the world a murkier place.“

Scorpius isn’t referring to his mother in that statement. 

(Sometimes I think about how the play follows Harry and Draco and their sons on parallel journeys and I just can’t contain how happy that makes me. I completely understand why people would have liked a more golden trio centred story, but given the heart of the play is exploring how the past impacts the characters’ presents, this makes so much sense. Characters who were on opposite sides of the war, the different issues they face as adults.)

More of my personal thoughts: Draco’s father was Lucius Malfoy. While Lucius clearly loved Draco, he was a strict and sometimes dismissively critical father (as we see in Borgin and Burke’s, when he muses that Draco might become nothing more than a thief if his marks don’t improve). I don’t imagine that Draco is used to expressing affection openly. He, like his own father, loves his son very much, but I think he wasn’t entirely sure how to show it, given his lack of example growing up. Scorpius doesn’t seem like a child who is used to physical affection or being hugged, based on his reactions to Albus (and his behaviour later on in Godric’s Hollow).

So, I think that Scorpius worried that his father wasn’t a good person deep down and also had a hard time establishing emotional intimacy with him. Through the course of the story, he and Draco overcome those issues. And it’s a beautiful, beautiful thing. :D

anonymous asked:

Hi! I love your art and I love your Future!verse!. World building is one of my favorite part of stories and you do it so well put so much thought into it. Most don't really bother going into world building when it comes to A/B/O so I was really glad to see that. And your art is amazing! I read the father's day ask and I got to wondering, what kind of over the top gifts HAS Yuuri gotten for Mother's Day? Do the other four compete to see who can give him the best gift? I hope you have a great day!

Thank you so much for liking my AU! <3 I love world building, I know I sometimes go a bit beyond what most people care to know but it’s just the most fun part for me >.<; Especially A/B/O, I think it has a ton of potential to spark some really interest discussions about gender and culture and social expectations vs. reality, so I do want to sort of explore that in the background of this AU ^ ^; (the foreground will, of course, be family crack).

Yuuri has gotten…well, a lot of things. The mates and kids tend to save the craziest presents for his birthday and wedding anniversaries (wow he has three…), but as the kids get a bit older, the mates enjoy the theme of “mother” more, in that a lot of the gifts are collabs with the kids ^ ^ I like to think that sometimes the mates pair up with one kid (a different one every year; perks of having the same number of mates as kids) to see if they can come up with the most surprising and creative gift for Yuuri <3

anonymous asked:

Any tips for someone who's starting college this fall and is fucking terrified?

My tip is don’t be so terrified that you’re terrified. It’s a big change of course you’re terrified. You’re normal and every single first time frosh fresh out of high school on that campus is terrified. You know what though? It’s important and your choices there will effect the rest of your life in big ways, but that’s more of a byproduct of you being alive and that’s what you’re doing right now than it being college. Nothing is set in stone, so have fun and make mistakes and don’t plan too far ahead and be ready to say “oops” and “let’s do this thing instead” at last minutes sometimes. Making a gut decision you can’t back up with logic is ok like no one really “knows.” You’re going to have to make big long term decisions and big short term decisions and constant small decisions but you’ve been doing that you’re whole life whether you want to believe me or not.

Prioritize expanding your mind. Being educated is such a gift, knowing how to make connections and be critical and how to articulate your thoughts, that’s the best thing to make you feel alive and present in this world. Feel like you’re contributing. All the other frills in life sometimes just fall into place in the weirdest ways and you just can’t be prepared for who you’ll randomly run into with a job opportunity 6 years from now, so just like leave that for later.

You’ll have bad days, but you’ll forget about them. You’ll have good days and you’ll forget about those too. Go to class, and try to take advantage of the amenities on your campus because one day you’ll graduate and you’ve gotta pay for your gym memberships, wifi, and sports tickets and you’ll be like “wtffff???”

Be terrified and make a couple mistakes. Fail a midterm and kiss an idiot and stay at a lame party once in awhile (except the midterm, do that like…once).

Wanna hear the stupidest thing I ever did in college? I was mad skipping the lectures on this human evolution class I was taking because the prof was like, nuts. She just was. Drs had to give up a piece of their humanity a bit to have such a high performance in narrow fields. It’s ok cause it takes all kinds and those people help make you and me more rounded by teaching our dumbasses. She just spent one too many years more often with bones than living people. But I loved the class because of the text book, what we were learning, and the recitations (small group classes taught by TA). I didn’t skip recitations. And I didn’t skip lecture on days we had quizzes, hmwk and tests. And I was passing that shit. So we had this midterm, and it was supposed to be on Thursday and the Tuesday before was the “review class.” Cool. Went Tuesday and it was a waste of time. Went Thursday and for some reason I don’t remember she decided to reschedule the exam for the next week. So the following Tuesday I thought, this is another review day, Thursday is the exam, and I have these other more important projects to work. So I skip.

About 15 minutes after the class was ended I get an email from the prof. To everyone. Apologizing for the “mistakes” on the exam. Apparently she didn’t print them out right and some people had missing questions, duplicate questions, cut off questions. And I’m sitting there going “…..wait, what???” And here she is saying how she’ll make it up, a “gimme” extra credit quiz on Thursday to get 15 points towards your final score on the midterm.

It felt like ice in my stomach. I panicked but I was more embarrassed to be honest. How stupid was I? Why would a professor reschedule an exam a whole week later? Why didn’t I just fucking go???? And on all days a day where this miraculous disaster exam was basically handed to students. Anyway I emailed her and humbly admitted my mistake and begged her for a solution. You know what she told me? She told me there was none and I should just show up to class on Thursday and try to get a 15/100. And you know what?? She was damn right. And that’s what I did. I didn’t miss a single class of hers afterwards and I did all my homework and passed every other thing in that class with As so I wouldn’t fail.

And I passed with a D. I was so relieved and still embarrassed at the end of semester.

You know what I have now though? A hilarious party story and a good life lesson.

So you’ll be fine promise.

anonymous asked:

You must get this all the time, but how did you learn about astrology/tarot? I saw that post about Taylor's chart and didn't understand the issues with it at all, but apparently it was bad? Where can I learn more?

(I typed up my response first and then added this. I didn’t mean to write so much. I read one reading syllabus and I’m ready to write up essay lmao >.>)

I learned on the web really. I have yet to get a book on astrology, and the books I have on tarot are just little white books, or books that come with the deck to help guide you as you use the deck. My cousin was using tarot before me, and I saw her deck and instantly fell in love. Next thing you know I bought my own deck and was reading every blog post and forum there was on every card. Astrology became a thing for me once I found out there was more than just someone being a Leo, or Libra, or Taurus. And like everyone who tried to look up real astrology, it’s confusing as hell lol. But I love a challenge and what was something I was just learning for fun, turned out to be a interest of mine. 

And with Taylor Swifts chart, I will describe this one thing. If you know about houses, then you know that the first house is how you present yourself to the world and sometimes how the world perceives you. This is you when you take that first breath in this world. In her chart, you can see there are planets and asteroids that all go to the first house. Meaning that she presents herself in many different ways. This is just how she is. And because of this, she is slightly confused. A knowledgeable astrologists would at least note the extreme energy in a house dealing with presentation. Hence the video with all of the old Taylor’s fighting to get to the “real” Taylor. And “Look What You Made Me Do”? Boo, no one made you do anything. That was all Taylor and no one else. Which also explains the victim complex (besides the privilege part). And that’s just one of the many things. 

When learning about astrology, know that you’re going to be doing a lot of reading and a lot of reading over the same thing just to understand. I started learning from Astro Library and Cafe Astrology. When it come to books, I have no idea but I’ve been meaning to start reading Liz Green as I know she’s been a prominent astrology who knows her stuff. 

And overall, if you like to dive right in, by all means be my guest. But, If possible take your time. Things will get confusing (if you don’t already know by now lol). Dedicate a day or a week to reading everything there is to know about a house, a planet, or zodiac. Learn about placements, and degrees, and the AC and IC. The difference and correlation to the 4th and 10th house, the dominant and weakest element, north and south node, and how they can help you. 

One last thing. Yes, I and many people could care less about Taylor Swift, but a bad person’s chart doesn’t make it bad, nor does negative placements make a chart bad. There is no such thing as a bad chart. Yes, she is an…interesting one…because of her placements, but anyone can learn from placements like those and transcend to the person they’re meant to be. That’s the reason we read charts. Yes, you can try and read the future with charts and try to avoid the worst, but sometimes you have to weather through whatever life has to give you and learn from it. One would hope she will eventually learn that all this attention she’s owning up to is not good for her well-being. But oh well…

anonymous asked:

Ive got like a negative amount of spiritual power?? and idk what to do?? like i cant feel anything or do anything and i feel very blocked all the time. sorry i just dont know what to do. I hope youre having a good day <3

Deary I hardly ever feel spiritual. My definitive spiritual experiences have been few and far between. We live in a time where for a lot of people, spirituality is suppressed or ignored - whether because it seems impractical, or because the mundane world holds too much importance or grasp on our lives. Not necessarily even by choice.

The purpose of having a daily or consistent practice is precisely for this reason. Even if you don’t feel anything profound deep in your soul, practice opens you up to these experiences.

Sometimes I look at the cards laid out and just can’t do anything except that. Sometimes nothing sticks out to me. Sometimes I’m too tired to contemplate spirituality. Sometimes magic seems superfluous to me. Sometimes I think I’m just imagining things.

But that is the magic, isn’t it? Imagining and creating a world for yourself and manifesting your desires by realizing them. Don’t force it. Just be present. You don’t need to be making progress every day. You don’t need to feel anything either. You just need yourself.

skittymon  asked:

If your still willing do the opinion meme, "A5 had the worst treatment of female characters in ygo to date"

strongly agree | agree | neutral | disagree | strongly disagree

This is a topic I have a lot of thoughts about (and even have planned to do meta on), bc while I am aware and plan to acknowledge several of its flaws, I still feel that A5 was actively trying to include female characters and treat them right

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