this is actually just indulging myself

anonymous asked:

Hey! So I've been eating really healthy for 2 weeks now(NOT a diet, just a lifestyle change). I've been trying to eat intuitively, and only eat natural whole foods that are good for me. I indulged one night when out with family and had some fries but that's honestly the only time I've actually craved anything other than delicious health foods. I've noticed a massive changes in my mood and skin BUT when I weighed myself this morning I've only lost .5kg. Any insight as to why?

0.5kg is a little over 1lb which is a perfectly normal amount to lose in a couple of weeks. Sure, you could probably restrict your calories a little more to lose weight a little quicker - but why would you? You’ve found something that works for you, that makes you feel good and is resulting in weight loss. 

Better to take it slow and steady than to restrict, feel miserable and lose weight quickly. 

You’re on the right track, keep going! 

What to Eat While Writing

Anonymous asked: “Might be a weird question but do you have a favorite writing snack? Something that fills you up when you write but doesn’t make you gain 10 pounds every 100 words…”

This is such a great question! The thing about writing is that it often becomes a habit. You get into some “writing rituals” and some times they can quickly turn into bad dieting decisions. I’ve been there. I used to write with a bag of Lindt chocolate truffles at my desk and - well, I ate the whole bag. I didn’t even realize it, I was writing and just suddenly, the bag was empty and I had a terrible stomach ache. I recommend avoiding that one. 

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so uh
I drew some cat boys

i actually intended to just indulge myself and draw keith with cat ears
but suddenly there is lance???? idk man

It’s amazing the translating your brain can automatically do to turn things you hear into something that makes sense with what you already think. 

I’m just remembering being Mormon, and being a girl in the church, and how much it should have bothered more. Not that I wasn’t bothered. I was. Just, in  retrospect, not enough. I was mostly bothered about the clear time/effort/budget difference between the youth programs for boys and for girls (I distinctly remember feeling furious when my brother’s Priest High Adventure involved Kayaking across the Canadian border onto various islands alongside literal whales, while the Young Women’s culminating Laurel activity involved a short hike up a local hill in a familiar park followed by a trip to the mall). 

But doctrinal stuff? My brain just translated it. Instead of listening to what was actually being said and thinking through the implications, I would just hear something else entirely, or immediately think of the best, most generous and beneficial interpretation. Without having to think about it. I didn’t think, “oh that’s a problem” and then actively seek the mental gymnastics to resolve it. The mental gymnastics were so automatic I didn’t even know they were there. 

I’ve been thinking about this because I just remembered that women can’t go to outer darkness. Which is a thing I somehow didn’t notice while I was active and believing. Even though, when I found out later and went to my church materials to confirm, it was clear no real attempt had been made to hide it. The “priesthood holder” requirement was right there. 

I know it’s silly to say, but on a doctrinal level, I think being incapable of being damned would have been more insulting and jarring to me as a believer than any of the other stuff I had found personal explanations for. It’s just so clearly condescending, trivializing, infantilizing. Which is probably why, somehow, when I believed, I didn’t notice it. If you had told me straight out I probably would have told you you were mistaken. 

My brain just translated “men” to people. “Brotherhood” to family. “Sons of Perdition” to “Children of Perdition”. The words were interchangeable to me. I didn’t think about them having a meaning that could possibly be excluding me. Especially as nothing “for the brethren” seemed particularly beyond my understanding or ability. 

I didn’t believe they did exclude me. I thought that everything that was for Priesthood holders and Priesthood worthiness was for me as well, just without the rituals to back it up. I thought the differences were merely ornamental, and justified them that way. Like, obviously if women don’t need to be “ordained” with the priesthood because we already have an equal power, then we must be just as concerned with how to wield that power.

I didn’t see myself as unequal because I didn’t act and react like I was unequal. I assumed the lip service about “different but equal” was just truth, and that those differences were superficial, which meant I did have power within the church. But those differences were fundamentally entrenched, and I wasn’t actually invited to the table I was imagining I was sitting at. I thought I had a say, or would grow to have a say, and that was never the case. I was, at best, indulged to keep me quiet and out of the way.

As I got older, it become much easier to see how the church was mistreating and hurting other people before I could see what it was doing to me. I saw racism and homophobia radiating from the doctrine long before I grasped the sexism. But looking back, the older I got the more my questions, insights, and contributions in Sunday school were shot down, especially in the co-ed classes. Even things I said or asked that were faith promoting. At the time I thought I just talked too much. But looking back, I was detracting from the lesson for the boys

The substitutions our brains make even when we’re looking directly at something are fascinating. There was a time when I would have laughed in the face of anyone who told me the church was sexist, truly unable to see it even as men led every single meeting and wrote every single rule.

I can’t believe that, even for a moment, I thought I was equal in a church that doesn’t even consider me good enough to be damned.

Non-traditional Way of Living: part one

Y/N was never interested in the traditional way of living. The thought of a ring on her finger often put a sour taste in her mouth if she was being honest. She never knew what a healthy marriage looked like. Her mother had been married four times, and divorced all the same. Often times, Y/N would find her mother crying in the burrows of her bedroom and while Y/N would hold her as tight as she could, her mother would mumble something about how marriage was a waste and she didn’t want to someday find her daughter picking up shatters of her heart the same way she’s done time and time again. When Y/N decided she was never getting married, it wasn’t to honor her mother’s wishes but more so to guarantee that she would be saved the trouble.

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anonymous asked:

I've asked someone this too but: What's your opinion on the characters so far? Yoonbum, Sangwoo, Jieun and Seungbae? Especially after the last chapter. And what do you wish to see in the new season?

Lol, I’ve answered this part of the question before so I just copied/pasted. I don’t think my opinions have changed all that much but here you go:

Sangwoo - I hate him (not at all literally) but I also love him. He’s extremely terrible, I know, but, to put it in a simple way, I just find him really interesting. I want to know more about him and see how he became what he became and why he became what he became. I think what I enjoy the most about Sangwoo’s character is that he’s an example of what someone can become when they suffer and are pushed to a certain limit. What he does is horrible but it’s something that happens (not becoming a killer but just being overwhelmed by a situation). Some people forget that Sangwoo was made a killer by the environment he lived in (not that this justifies his actions or anything of the like because it certainly does not) and just say he’s trash because he’s trash. Well, that trash was crumpled, trampled on the ground, and degraded to shit before finally making it to the actual dump. Just something for thought. And, in general, I just sometimes like characters who are morally wrong. I think I feel better about myself in acknowledging that I haven’t reached such a level nor will I ever. It’s a bit self-indulging in the end, but that’s just how I am I guess.

Bum - I love him because I can empathize with him the most for a number of personal reasons. Bum has always been a victim and it just really breaks my heart to see what he’s experienced throughout his life up until now. I love Bum’s character.

Seungbae - I don’t completely hate the guy but I dislike how some people are constantly overhyping him. Until he actually does something, I’m just… indifferent toward his character.

Ji Eun - In the beginning I thought her character was cute/interesting and was hoping she wouldn’t take the typical rival route but she did so I’m mostly just disappointed with her character. I do feel bad for her character, though. What happened to her in the end was all bad.

What I want to see in the next season:

- More of Sangwoo opening up about his past
- Sangwoo crying
- Black haired Sangwoo
- More of glasses Sangwoo
- Bum opening up about his past
- More of in love Sangwoo
- A defiant/confident Bum
- the relationship between Sangwoo and Bum develop into whatever it’s going to become
- Sangwoo and Bum going out more
- more (couple) clothes
- what happens to the bodies
- Bum’s legs healed
- Bum in the hat
- Fresh Bum
- Bum’s uncle being murdered

sn9ps-deactivated20170503  asked:

libra probably actually would fit lance tbh

right??? because he’s:

  • vain
  • flirty
  • super social and extroverted
  • doesn’t like being alone
  • self-confident, sometimes even to the point of stubborn arrogance I mean look at the official description of him:
  • a romantic—took Nyma on a ride around the fuckign moon
  • speaking of which Libras have a hard time saying no because we’re such pushovers and don’t want people to think less of us, which is why Lance couldn’t say no to Nyma
  • he’s smart—he came up with that plan in the Balmera on the fly—but people don’t see it at first because he plays himself off as the class clown type. but if libras are anything we’re solution-oriented
  • libras also tend to be aloof, absorbed in the way they see the world trusting people at face-value—like going off with Nyma or not realizing Pidge is a girl
  • libras have a reputation for being diplomats and avoiding conflict, which we don’t really see in Lance considering how often he butts heads with Keith and rushes in to conflict. But the reason why we avoid conflict is because we have a strong desire for people to like us and conflict gets in the way of that. And who is super thirsty for validation? LANCE. (This is also intensified by bpd but yah). Lance wants to be the best and wants everyone else to acknowledge his value, which is very libra-like
  • Besides, after he gets some character development his more diplomatic side surfaces. When they’re in the Balmera he could’ve blown up at Keith or left him to do his own thing, but instead he suggests a better plan and they work together to succeed. Libras love people and love working in a team, and one of Lance’s most famous lines is “we are a good team.”
  • look at his face!! look how relieved he is that they worked together and they’re finally getting along and that Keith doesn’t hate him
  • Libras may not like conflict between loved ones, but they’ll argue with you literally just for the sake of arguing. That sounds contradictory but the type of arguing we love is more like banter with our loved ones, not the serious stuff. That and we love to prove that we’re right. Lance is like the master of provocation and he enjoys it.
  • Libras are also rational (at least that’s how we like to carry ourselves)
  • keyword think. Whenever Keith is about to do something impulsive Lance is there to be that voice of reason on his right shoulder—even if Keith doesn’t actually listen
  • plus, I think we can all agree Keith is most likely an aries, and what’s the opposite sign of aries? LIBRA. As in they’re the perfect two to balance each other—fire and water, aries and libra. They embody the opposite-sign dynamic perfectly

In conclusion Libra Lance is real and no one can convince me otherwise

Interview: Silivrenelya

Today we’re joined by Silivrenelya. Silivrenelya is a wonderful singer and songwriter who sings with a pop/rock band. She’s been performing with her band since 2012 and they’re currently working on their debut album. We’ll likely be seeing quite a lot more of Silivrenelya in the future. My thanks to her for taking the time to participate in this interview.


Please, tell us about your art.

Hi! I am a singer-songwriter in a pop/rock band. We’ve been playing together since 2012. We are currently recording our debut album, as signed artists, since 2015. Our main influences are The Killers, The Beatles, Paramore, Arctic Monkeys, Queen, The Kooks, and The Struts.

What inspires you?

Beautiful and powerful stories inspire me. Everything that can make me feel something strong inspires me. Soulful and talented people inspire me. Soothing landscapes and music made with passion inspire me.

What got you interested in your field?  Have you always wanted to be an artist?

I think I have always liked singing and telling stories. Growing up, I went through crucial moments in my life that strengthened my desire to do this as a job. I remember feeling so good and like I belonged when I first sang in front of people, and when they expressed their enjoyment, I felt great. I managed to make people feel something, and that was it. I loved this feeling and I wish to keep it for as long as I’m able to provide it.

Do you have any kind of special or unique signature, symbol, or feature you include in your work that you’d be willing to reveal?

Not particularly! I really like to write stories that have a double reading or “double entendre” in them though. I personally love it when a song has different meanings, like levels of understanding, and the deeper you search the deeper the meaning is, and thus the song becomes even more relevant.

What advice would you give young aspiring artists?

I would say, if you’re really passionate about your art, about what you’re doing, then burn your bridges that would take you backwards and go forwards, always straight ahead. Have a goal, no matter how tiny or huge it is or seems. One step at a time. Never regret what you’ve done, only learn from your mistakes, there is no such thing as failure, it’s only new data to analyse and try to avoid or improve for the next time. Try to be indulgent towards yourself. It is always the hardest part, but it can actually save you from so many dark times. And sleep!

I am still a young artist myself though, so it is just what I gathered along the way. I still have a lot to learn.


Where on the spectrum do you identify?

I identify myself as asexual (and panromantic).

Have you encountered any kind of ace prejudice or ignorance in your field?  If so, how do you handle it?

I realised only recently that I belonged to the Ace spectrum, so I am not out to everyone, but my closest friends know. At first they were just really confused because I used to be very active in relationships – but they didn’t realise I was doing this to try to figure out what the hell I truly felt about all this. After then they all didn’t know what was asexuality, so I tried to explain to them, using some quotes from different aces’ testimonies, and also with the 4 sides of attraction: that proved to be the most efficient and clear explanation so far for ignorant people.

I always try to remain calm and open when explaining it, because in my country (France), it is still not very well known and clarified, and all I wish is for asexuality to be better understood and handled.

What’s the most common misconception about asexuality that you’ve encountered?

The common misconception about asexuality that I’ve encountered is that of the sexual trauma or sexual hate. While it may be true for some, it is not for all. And people often think that you are ace because of some awful past experience, or because you haven’t found where you really belong. But… That’s not how it works. At all. They often don’t understand why you wouldn’t have any sexual attraction or intercourse. Sex is such an inherent part of society – it forced itself so hard in it – that for us to say that we are not receptive to this side of the system is often seen as a form of – rebellion? Weirdness? Marginality even. People simply don’t understand (yet) why we are like this. But they will eventually, I have hope!

What advice would you give to any asexual individuals out there who might be struggling with their orientation?

Just like “It’s okay to be gay”, it’s totally okay to be ace! And it’s okay to be afraid of who you are at first. I mean, it’s frightening when you don’t know what you are, why you’re feeling what you’re feeling. And even if you’re not 100% sure about what you are, guess what? It’s ALSO okay. And, please, don’t worry about whether people will still like/love you if you’re ace. They will. The right people will always love you, no matter who you are.

Finally, where can people find out more about your work?

For now there is nothing public that I can give away, but as soon as there is, I will let you know!

Thank you, Silivrenelya, for participating in this interview and this project. It’s very much appreciated.

On character customizations and self-indulgence

Jokes aside (the jokes are inevitable at this rate), maybe the custom character feature will put the mobian OCs on a positive light.

Like, when people see a mobian OC, they instantly deem as “cringe” and/or “mary-sue”/“gary-stu” (DeviantART is to blame), and it gets a bad reputation, as the fandom itself also has a bad reputation.

I call that bullshit.

When you create an OC, you’re actually practicing and exploring your creativity potential, and possibly, adopting a new persona (that’s the self-inserts’ case), and this is great. There’s nothing wrong with being self-indulgent (as I am self-indulgent myself), and this is an oportunity to remodel and fix that old overpowered character of yours (don’t lie, we all had an cringe-worthy OP character), and plus: there’s nothing wrong with an overpowered character (just look at Son Goku and Saitama for an example; overpowered, and yet the people love them!)

Like, if we’re going to demonize OCs and self-inserts, then we should burn all the games that feature customized characters and shit on game companies and their consoles for having an avatar feature (Mii for Nintendo, and Avatar for XBOX) and burn everything down.

Gameplay wise, from what I’ve seen, it’s heavily based on DragonBall Xenoverse series (this game also used the custom character feature), as you have different character/species types with certain advantages that could be helpful in-game and such.

Like, if DBXV did it, and it aided in some people into coming up with their own characters and stories (I’ve seen lots of DragonBall OCs pop out after Xenoverse came out, and they were absolutely superb!), then why can’t SEGA/Sonic Team do it too?

Like, quit bein’ a salty ass, and join the fun! Where’s the crime in being able to create a character yourself, huh? None! Zero! Zilch!

Go ahead and have fun! Expand your horizons! Live your wildest dreams! Let your imagination run wild and free!

The world is a canvas, and YOU are the artist!

Originally posted by lifeisentropy

Line art butterfly bog drawing WIP

beta-gamma-delta  asked:


its actually th most cringiest shit anyone can muster up:

two canon characters from completely different games meshed into one somewhat modern aged demon and angel society,,

why does this au exist, might u ask, and the answer is simple:
they r my all time biggest comfort characters and this whole entire au is just a representation of how i cannot control myself and my self indulgent method tendenciez

package deal

Tony wakes to a tiny finger in his left ear and a barely suppressed giggle.

Well two giggles actually.

One is the very familiar deep rumble of his husband, who as a matter of fact is catastrophically bad at suppressing giggles. Especially when it is this special brand of mischievous giggle. The other is a way higher tone, almost as familiar by now and even more mischievous.

It obviously belongs to the same person as the finger in his ear.

Even without opening his eyes he knows that Sarah’s whole face is probably lit up with glee right now - ever since she’s gotten big enough to climb onto their bed all on her own, waking like this has become kind of a fixture. And she doesn’t seem to be getting tired of it at all.

If it didn’t make her this exceptionally happy, it’d probably be a lot easier to tell her to stop doing it. As it is, Tony hasn’t even managed to say one word against it in all of almost three weeks.

“Steve, I think the ear-infiltrating aliens from last week are back!” Tony says, keeping his voice as grave as possible, even though the giggling intensifies. “I think we’ll have to tape our ears shut every night from now on the get this situation under control. Especially Miss Sarah’s ears, because I don’t want the aliens to get her!”

His words are accompanied by a little shriek, when he cracks open one eye while talking and clamps his hands over his daughters ears. “Noooo Daddy, no tape, no tape, no tape!” She is still giggling - she very well knows that Tony is not being serious. After all she’s almost as good at reading him as Steve and there is no denying who her Papa is.

Steve is trying really hard to sound stern when he answers.

“Yes, I think that is a very good idea. I’m sure Clint has some purple tape lying around and it is after all your favorite color, Sarahbee so we can start the taping right after dinner.” He is leaning forward and placing a smacking kiss on her forehead to try and hide that he is now full out laughing.

As expected Sarah is not fooled and easily wriggles free of Tony’s hands to poke Steve’s cheek with one of her fingers.

“You hate tape! No tape, Papa!” She demands and of course Steve nods seriously and his face looks actually really funny when he is trying so hard not to laugh again.

“Alright,” he says “but then you have to help us fend off the aliens with” - he wrinkles his forehead as if he is thinking very hard and Sarah is already hanging onto every word he is saying and Tony is so in love with this ridiculous dork - “lemon scent candles and hot cocoa in the evening, because aliens don’t like that, promise?”

“Promise, promise, promise!” Sarah singsongs with a bright, sunny smile on her face. Without warning she flops back against Tony, laying her hand flat against the arc reactor - an unconscious thing she almost always does - and smiles up at him. “Pancakes now?”

“Yeah I guess now that we’ve averted the alien crisis, we all deserve some pancakes with blueberries and syrup.” Tony says, and her whole face lights up at that and he’ll probably never get over the little flutter his heart still makes when he sees her this happy. “Alright, why don’t you go on ahead down to the communal floor and take a look if anyone else is already up and wants breakfast too? I bet Aunt Tasha will make you her special milk with honey if you ask her real nice.”

There’s literally always one or the other of the Avengers already awake at this time, who’ll happily entertain their little girl - after all none of them are immune to her big brown puppy eyes and her infectious smile.

“Honey milk!” She nods happily and starts climbing down the bed without hesitation and almost topples over in her hurry. In the doorframe she stops for a second looking back at them, contemplating. “You too?”

“Yeah, bee, we’ll be down in a minute, okay?” Steve says, already leaning over to pull Tony into his arms.

Sarah just nods satisfied, blows them both a smacking kiss and hurries on to the elevator.

“Jarvis, you have an eye on her!”

“Always, sir!”

Tony watches her go, before he tilts his head up to accept Steve’s good morning kiss, thinking that he probably couldn’t be more happy than he is right now. He loves them so much, he sometimes thinks he is just going to burst from how happy they make him and how grateful he is to have them.

“Aliens, huh?” Steve murmurs against his mouth, and Tony can feel his wide grin against his lips.

“Well, you’re not the one always woken by a sticky finger in their ear so you don’t get to talk!”

Not that he is complaining.

He actually loves the sticky finger and everything else that comes as a package deal with it.  

anonymous asked:

Jily at the zoo!

have a fun/cute drabble b/c i haven’t written anything in awhile

“A zoo, Potter? You have a zoo in your garden?” Lily said, coming to a full stop. James, whose hand was attached to hers, was forced to stop as well.

“Not exactly.”

Lily stared, mouth agape, first at her boyfriend, and then at the collection of misshapen broom sheds that littered the lawn around them. At first glance, the sheds had appeared perfectly ordinary. Well, ordinary for wizards: garishly painted, with bright, clashing colors, some with polka dots, others with stripes, all set in rows like an oddly prepared chess board.

Odd, but relatively harmless.

As James had led her amongst them, however, intent on finding a suitable place to snog, she’d noticed that each shed had an opening, not unlike a snack kiosk. But instead of a fizzy drink machine, each opening revealed a distinct, fully contained animal enclosure.

Enclosures for animals. Like a zoo.

Because that was completely fucking normal.

“You have a zoo in your garden?” she repeated, turning once again to her boyfriend. He looked completely nonplussed.

“I’m not sure why you’re surprised,” he said casually, letting go of her hand to pet a slobbering camel whose head appeared out of a bright green shed. “I told you about it.”

Lily shook her head. “You mentioned your mother’s greenhouse and your father’s potions laboratory, James. You even slipped in that bit about the Quidditch pitch when you thought I was asleep, but I definitely don’t remember anything about a zoo.”

“I said I had lots of pets.”

“That you did.”

“Well, here they are,” James said, wiping his slimy hand on his trousers and sweeping his arm in a grandiose gesture.

“Dogs or cats are pets, James. Not an entire bloody zoo in your back garden.

James grinned sheepishly. Ironic, given the small flock of sheep in the enclosure over his left shoulder. Over his right, Lily saw a small herd of Hippogriffs.

Hippogriffs, plural. Because of bloody course.

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i realized i never posted my 2015 summary on tumblr so here it is! 2015 was truly a breakthrough for me as i learned to enjoy my art and got through many things that tried to get in the way of it. it will always be a special year for me…

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shiirva  asked:

Due to your job? Are you Secret Agent like 707?! Are you cosplaying too?! For God Seven's sake, I'm imagining Mr. Author in maid dress too, working with Seven.... I'm terrible ;; By the way, hope you don't mind that I'm showering you with asks like that.. I'm just really looking forward for your replies and I'm actually checking your tumblr 100x a day.... And I love your hair, too ;; *shy mode is here*

Oh pssh, I wish my life was that exciting aha, no no I just work on server maintenance lololol

no no i don’t mind the asks! Even if I answer really late, seeing them really makes my day!;;



my hair is beautiful and silky, lolol

anonymous asked:

"Oh yeah, she didn't do aaaanything wrong, she just dedicated her life to training Israeli murderers to make sure they would be as strong as possible to kill as many innocent Palestinians as possible. That's all fine, I just want to selfishly indulge myself and watch pro-Imperialist propaganda."

i’ve honestly been laughing at this since you sent it to me. well done.

Now you know

I wanted to draw an icon for myself since ages instead of using my leftovers art. Add to that a little self-indulgence due to shitty week and the need to show off my new hair cut !! *waves non-existent hair* Yeah, I chopped off all my curls…

Don’t repost, better safe than sorry.

m-hailstorm  asked:

Can I just say that rolling in on your art tag makes me feel at least 100% better every time? Cause it does. You keep doing this and I just might have to write a damn fic on it. A+ art, mate, even the self-indulgent stuff.

Congratulations, you’ve now acquired yourself a merry band of misfits (myself included) who won’t get off your back until you actually write that damn fic :D

and whaddaya mean, ‘even the self-indulgent stuff’, everything here is 100% self-indulgent