these are pretty shitty im sorry

Can we, like, talk about this?

Victor is quite obviously concerned about Yuuri’s well-being. He wants what’s best for him and wants Yuuri to succeed. 

However, it is likely that Victor has never been in this sort of situation before. 

Yuuri is “the figure skater with the world’s biggest glass heart.” He’s sensitive and wears his heart on his sleeve.

But…

Victor does something pretty shitty.

I don’t think Victor quite handled this situation as well as he could have, but he did move it forward. He wants to forcefully motivate Yuuri, even if that meant breaking his heart.

This is when Victor realizes he fucked up.

He’s used to being selfish, so Victor probably hasn’t comforted anyone like this before.

And then we find out that Yuuri is more worried about Victor than he is about himself since his actions do have an impact on Victor’s reputation. (Oh, Yuuri… you selfless cinnamon roll…)

Yuuri obviously does have doubts.

And Victor does reaffirm that he doesn’t want to stop being Yuuri’s coach.

And Yuuri knows this. He logically knows this even if his nerves make him doubt this fact.

Continuing with the fact that Victor probably hasn’t ever had to comfort people in his life…

Victor feels like he has to rely on past experiences. I personally feel like this conclusion of Victor’s makes it seem as if he kind of wants to get through this uncomfortable situation. Kissing seems like the easiest thing to do, right?

But Yuuri refuses! Yuuri wants something more than a useless kiss. He wants Victor’s faith in him, even if Yuuri doesn’t have enough faith in himself. Yuuri wants Victor to have confidence in him.

This is very important. And Yuuri is demanding for Victor to stay by his side, come what may. 

7

In 3rd grade i was told that by taking your fist and fitting it into the pelvis region would help identify the sex of a skeleton. Then i thought of Frisk learning that, i swear it was funnier in my head.

5

SO TODAY WAS ACTUALLY A PRETTY OK DAY AND IVE BEEN GETTING A LOT OF QUESTIONS ABOUT MY HAIR SO HERES SOME MORE SELFIES MAYBE? (Also featuring Jasper pupper 😂)

mini autistic pidge hc post

  • one of her favorite stims is actually listening to the sound the keyboard makes when she types?? and as a result she loves hitting the keys too so the whole experience is pretty stimmy and everyone just figures like “idk she’s probably hacking something” so it’s super inconspicuous 
  • an obvious special interest in technology
  • as opposed to going nonverbal or semiverbal when upset, pidge becomes hyperverbal instead 
  • hyperlexic as a child, could read like…an entire harry potter book when she was like 6
  • is all about smooth textures - loves silk and running fingers over laptop keys
  • is generally more meltdown prone as opposed to shutdown prone
  • pidge and keith: two autistics walk into a bar
  • had a huge vocabulary when she was younger, and people thought she was like the most pretentious 9 year old

anonymous asked:

OK SO at some point mitch realizes that shit, he has to get a job and quick. he cant keep giving joey flowers from some ladys yard (at least he takes the roots and dirt chunks off now so they look prettier) and buyin him itty bitty things from some losers lunch money. he gets a job (idk at a mechanics place or something) and at first the manager is super shitty to him verbally (like calling him a thug and shit) but he grows to realize that mitch is actually pretty.. ok. in a way. (pt1/?)

THIS IS!!! SUCH A CUTE SCENARIO!!! IM SORRY FOR TAKING SUCH A LONG TIME PUBLISHING IT BUT AHHHH I ABSOLUTELY LOVE IT!!!!

MITCH!!!!!!!! BEAUTIFUL DARLING MITCH!!!!

I don’t want homophobes to tell me that they still love me and expect me to be grateful for not murdering me.

I want homophobes to apologize for hurting me and recognize that their bigotry has consequences.

I don’t homophobes reassuring me that me coming out to them doesn’t change our relationship.

I want homophobes to recognize that they’ve hurt me and my community, and I want them to apologize and ask what they can do to earn my trust back.

I’m tired of coming out and having people who have hurt me tell me that it doesn’t matter. It does matter. Not because I made it matter, but because they did. I want them to recognize what they did and be held accountable for the damage they’ve done.

“there is NO reason ever for someone to be self diagnose its just to protect shitty teenagers”

my doctor flat out told me im borderline but she wouldnt write it on my file because, i quote her, im “not a bad person”. she explained that borderline patients are “usually more destructive and violent” and she doesnt want future doctors to “assume [im] bad”, i cant even have on file i have a personality disorder she is pretty certain i have because i am not a “bad patient”. that all borderline patients have to be “bad”. 

wowie doctors sure are GREAT only FAKE TEENAGERS WOULD SAY THEY HAVE AN ILLNESS THAT ISNT ON THEIR MEDICAL RECORD 

or how about the story how my mom sobbed in the car, saying she wishes she was never diagnosed as bipolar, because she hates doctors, how her doctor threw her out of his office and called her a waste of space and a drug addict (shes been clean for 14 years, she just needed a prescription for physical disability she was diagnosed with). crying that she could do better on her own than doctors always assuming shes going to be an alcolic and drug addict her whole life just because she’s bipolar. 

or about how the doctors looked me dead in the face and said they WOULDN’T order a genetic test of my body to finalize my diagnosis, because they “didn’t want to diagnose me with something that can never be cured” as though just getting me my condition and support group straight because my fucking collagen isn’t produced correctly, was sentencing me to death. 

doctors are fucking flawed. the medical system is abysmal. if you THINK that the BIGGEST thing we as a community have to face is like teenagers on the internet being wrong and looking for fucking help on this blue hell that literally has so LITTLE impact on the general public or medical community, well my bud, you have a really warped view of what effects mentally ill and disabled people. and i think you need to shut up. 

on the one hand im entirely against impractical armor designs and i most definitely feel that women in fantasy works deserve much better than this

but on the other hand im super gay and i love girls and looking at girls and girls with really pretty bodies and!!! idk!!!!!! some of my friends have made me feel like shit lately for supporting “problematic things like that” and i feel like a horrible person!!!

i like badass lady warriors, i like boobs, i know its bad but please let me have this if only for self indulgence

A New Beginning VIII

Dean x Reader

Warnings:none? idk language. smidgen of angst? fluff if you count Dean being a cheesy mofo

Word Count: 1.5k

Tags:  @supernatural-jackles @jensen-jarpad @jpadjackles @fallen-and-lost @mrsbatesmotel53 @fangirl1802 @pishposha @sandlee44 @impalaimagining @lipstickandwhiskey  @27bmm

A/N: so I’m leaving for Nashville in three days and have nothing prepared I’m sorry if this seems short and shitty. currently, it is the Sunday before posting this (so like less than 24 hours) and it’s not even halfway done. love you all so much for dealing with my procrastinating ass.

Update A/N: its now TWELVE hours before uploading and im fully convinced i am trash. finally finished this chapter, but it’s unedited and pretty much unread because I havent reviewed it. It’s almost 1am, i have class tomorrow, im tired.


“How do you know my aunt Jody?” you asked your..whatever he was, spinning to face him.

“How do you know a Winchester?” your aunt asked you at the exact same time. Dean sighed and looked at the both of you.

“We all need to talk. Inside preferably,” he said, walking past you and your aunt into her house. The two of you stood on her front stoop, dumbfounded.

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