what should be reality

Seriously the Disney Channel has gone down hill. When I was a kid THIS is what I was exposed to. I was about 7 or maybe younger when I first saw this. Today, Disney Channel decided kids that age can’t handle stuff like this. They act like they are dealing with real problems when they are just in a petty fight with a friend. Kids CAN and MUST handle this. Because for many people this is a reality. This is what we should be warning our kids about at a young age. Too young? No such thing. That’s bullshit.

Some people draw nice, clean art in their sketchbooks. Some people work best when they’re churning out page after page of crap until one nice drawing emerges. One style may be more photogenic but neither is better than the other. The only thing holding you back is the idea that what you put in a sketchbook SHOULD look a certain way, when in reality sketchbooks exist so you can scribble, mess around with new things, and make art that’s less than your best! If you don’t want to “ruin” a nice sketchbook than just grab a stack of printer paper. Thank u for reading. Do your best kids. Go make some ugly sketchbooks

anonymous asked:

Consider... Flustered Draco. Not a sex God. Doesn't know his way around men or women (bi) as he comes from a traditional Fam and only ever really had one girlfriend in school. Blushes easy when he realises people are into him that way. Not great in bed but hella enthusiastic. Never even really was into sex until his first gf or bf after the war. flustered, inexperienced, normal af non sex God Draco.

The god tier of this trope is Draco acting like he’s experienced and confident to hide how nervous he is, and Harry seeing right through his act in approximately 0.5 seconds into their first snog.


What the hell would I be without you?

Brasher is exclusively into violent entertainment. 

Lucid Dreaming Techniques

For those of you who would like to learn to lucid dream, or who have achieved lucidity but would like to be capable of doing it more often, the following techniques are those that I have used and have had good results with:

First of all, before you begin your practice, you’ll need to discover your own personal dreamsigns. These are recurring themes/objects/people in your dreams that you can use as signposts to help you recognise that you’re dreaming.

For instance, in my dreams there are a few themes that pop up at least weekly, and they are: strange appearances of the Sun & Moon (either more Suns in the sky than is normal, holes or markings on the Moon, luminaries that grow or shrink as I walk towards them, etc.), pine trees moving or growing in strange formations, my late father, and certain celebrities that frequent my dreams on a weekly basis.
It’s important to choose themes that recur frequently, as these are likely to pop up in your dreams in the future. Having a dream journal can greatly aid you in this practice, so if you do keep a journal, sit down with it, read through your dreams from the past few months, and make notes of the items/people/themes that appear more than once in your dreaming reality. Themes that are absurd or impossible in real life work best, as they are less likely to slip past your watchful eye.

Once you have made a list of your personal dreamsigns, copy them into your notes on your phone and read them often, if not once a day (before bed works best) but anytime that you remember. Before you sleep, say out loud “I will recognise any dreamsigns in my dreams tonight, and thus recognise that I am dreaming.” That is really the key here, to recognise in your dreams that you are dreaming and that you have control over your dream. Planting that intention in your mind before you sleep will help you to achieve this.

Once you achieve lucidity, you are free to use it in innumerable ways: to seek answers about your life, to understand the cause of your nightmares and thus ascend them, even to commune with your Gods or meditate/scry. I’ve had some intense scrying sessions in my dreams, where I’ve predicted all kinds of things that came to pass in my waking life. Because here’s the thing: in your lucid dreams, you are the omnipresent, omnipotent God of your own reality; you have unlimited power and potential, and can exact powerful changes in your waking reality and in your consciousness.

The technique is as follows: throughout the day, whenever you encounter your dreamsigns, or the mundane versions of same (for me those would be pine trees, the sun and moon [in the sky or elsewhere, such as art or on tv], photos of my dad, etc. – see how they are mundane versions of the above list I gave? That’s what you should be looking out for), do a reality check. And by this I mean, stop what your doing, look around you and ask yourself “am I dreaming?” Look for a clock or for writing in the space around you (paperwork, notes, posters, etc.), read them, look away, and then read them again. Did the text change? Is it still the same time or have the digits become garbled? Even though you know you’re awake, this is a fantastic habit to get into, because as I’m sure you all know, if you do/encounter something enough in your waking life, it will eventually show up in your dreams. So if you conduct reality checks enough (at least 5-10 times a day – I know this seems daunting but it just became a habit for me after only two days of doing it, and now I do it every few hours just out of habit) eventually you’ll do it in your dreams, and since the nature of dream reality is that it is fluid, and constantly changing, you’ll see a dreamsign, look for any discrepancies in the realism of the world around you, see that it is unstable and dreamlike, and realise that you’re dreaming. After this the (dream)world is your oyster!

So, to recap:

- Make a list of your personal dreamsigns.
- Look for their themes in your waking reality.
- Once you’ve spotted a dreamsign, or anytime you remember, conduct a reality check.

Hope this is helpful. Happy dreaming!

- Brigitte

Mabel Pines vs. The Laws of Narrative Causality


Once upon a time there was a man who loved his family so much that he lost them, and then he lost himself.

Once upon a time there was a man who was so frightened to admit how much his family mattered to him that he refused to accept it until it was too late, and he spent the rest of his life regretting it.

Once upon a time there was a boy who loved mysteries until he grew into a man who dreaded them.

Once upon a time there was a girl, and then she turned into a woman and was never happy again.

This is the story you’re in, said a voice in her head. You chose this. You chose to leave your paradise and grow up. This is what growing up is. It’s losing people. It’s having your heart broken. It’s watching the things you love fall apart. This is what’s supposed to happen. It’s supposed to be poetic and tragic. This is how the world works.

They stood there in the clearing: the old man writing his own Greek tragedy in his head clinging to the man with nothing in his head at all. The boy whose head was full of conspiracy theories and bad ends.

And Mabel Pines.

She could feel the shape of the story building like a wave, trying to wash her and her family away with it. She could feel the tragedy trying to sink its fingers into them, trying to tell her that the old men would only ever be a cautionary tale, that she and her brother would only ever be a tragedy waiting to happen. It was the shape of every story they read at school, stories that were supposed to be important and serious but only ever felt sad.

(“Why don’t we read books where good things happen?” she’d demanded, and her teacher had smiled and said, “That’s just not realistic, dear.”)

She’d chosen reality. She should have known what that meant. She’d chosen the end of childhood, the end of innocence and happiness and hope. It was time to grow up. Time to accept what a realistic life looked like. Time to accept that you couldn’t save the world without losing something just as important. Time to—


Here is a fact about Mabel Pines: she is selfish. She is the sort of selfish that makes her stand up against the things that try to break her and say: No. This is my family. This is my world. I will not let you take it from me.

The others all bent their heads, ready to be washed away by the unforgiving tide of the story, by the inevitability of it all, but Mabel Pines braced herself against the current and stood tall and let it break over her.

Mabel Pines ignored her uncle’s protests, ignored the hopeless look in his eyes, and picked up the book she’d made and started to read. The man who wasn’t her uncle anymore seemed frightened when she climbed into his lap, but she knew that she fit there, knew that the whole family fit together like a puzzle, like one of those sculptures where every piece balances the others so that if you remove one the whole thing falls apart. They’d been apart for so long, but they didn’t have to stay that way. They just needed to find the right way to slot together, and they were so close.

They were so close to a happy ending.

She knew the world was more selfish than she was. She knew she couldn’t fix everything. But she would fix this.

Mabel read. She read from a pink glittery scrapbook and she fought the story that was trying to catch her up in it. She battled back with her words and her stickers and her crooked photos and her love, weaving together hundreds of lace-weight threads into a net so strong that when the story got caught up in it instead of pulling her away it bucked and struggled and finally changed its course.

This is my reality, she told the universe. This is my story and my uncle, and you cannot have him.

And the universe reshaped itself around her.

Sansa saying she doesn’t believe in songs/gods anymore isn’t ~edgy nor remotely interesting. it’s sad and it goes completely against the core of who her character is.

chibisensei110787 replied to your post “So I trust Mod-chan has been aware of the current situation going on…”

Damn it people, if you don’t like it, don’t read it. Voltage isn’t going to change their stories because a small bunch of people in another country are snowflaking out over them. This game isn’t real & doesn’t even try to be realistic. Let’s be honest here. Would you date someone like Ieyasu’s character in real life? Probably not because he would be abusive & threatening to kill you…a lot. You can’t look at otome games in terms of reality because they’re not.

Okay, to an extent, I understand where you’re coming from–SLBP is a localization, and on one hand, they’re just translating the stories they’re being given. And you’re right that there is a line between fantasy and reality that needs to be drawn–fiction is allowed to be a space for exploring darker concepts that one otherwise wouldn’t abide to in real life. That’s fine.

But the problem here is that “don’t like, don’t read” cannot apply here when you don’t know what it is you’re reading. There are not any warnings within the game that tell you when to expect dubious consent (or that tell you there’s dubious consent at all), and the biggest problem in this respect is that you have to pay for the epilogue before you know what it is you’re buying. Reading it for free is one thing, but there are people that spent actual money on this only to be greeted with something that’s made them uncomfortable and unhappy. More importantly, SLBP is rated for teens 13+. This means that 1) this game shouldn’t have explicit sexual content, but it does and 2) they can market this game to young girls who might otherwise not know any better–just because we understand the difference, doesn’t mean a younger audience does. Some of them are being exposed to this for the first time. 

And I reiterate, just because we know it’s not real, does not mean we shouldn’t be critical of the media we consume. I didn’t download a game to read about sexual assault, and the biggest problem is that they completely normalize and romanticize it. Rape isn’t okay, and forcing yourself on someone until they agree doesn’t set a good example. Unless this game was marketed for dubious consent (and there are otome in that genre–take Diabolik Lovers, for an extreme example), I don’t see why we should see it in the romance story we’re reading. I understand that there’s really only so much we as western fans can do–again, we’re getting translated content, so unless we get responses from Japanese devs, then not much is going to change. But if anything, there should at least be a mature rating on this game as a possible warning in the future.

ree-fireparrot  asked:

Is there such thing as a martial arts disciplines or techniques that "suit" someone? Like if someone is physically on the small, weak side but has good reflexes and spatial judgment would they emphasize techniques that rely on accuracy (or hitting people where you can cause lots of pain without lots of strength)? Or is it less what you learn and more how you use it? Am I making sense? (If the answer to the first question is yes, what's a good discipline for the character in my example?)

You train your body to your style. In terms of physicality, there’s no barrier for entry. You adapt the techniques to your body as you train. It’s a common misconception that you need a certain body type to be able to fight, or to be good at it. Training takes care of the issue. The kind of physical training you engage in will mold your body. Practice, dedication, attention to detail, correction of errors, and time are all it takes.

There are martial disciplines that will “suit” someone, but those are psychological and philosophical in nature. Learning is faster when you desire to learn, and when the fighting style doesn’t counter your own goals. If you are mentally rejecting your training, then training will be almost impossible and produce poor results. A fast, brutal fighting style that focuses heavily on joint breaks will not suit a character with a gentle nature, who wishes to do as little damage as possible. Someone who wants a more inward focused and philosophical martial art will do better with Aikido and Tai Chi Chuan than they will with the sport focused Taekwondo.

The problem with your example is that it’s incredibly general and focuses on the character’s body rather than the character themselves. There is no good answer to it because the answer is, “all of them”.

Using physical strength as a metric for what kind of fighting your character can participate in or what martial arts they can learn is for stat based games like Dungeons & Dragons. You can take the abilities listed and apply it to any martial art you want. As I’ve said before many times, it’s better to work the other way around by finding your martial art then figuring out what you’re characters physical skills are going to look like as a result of their training. Trying to apply the combat style the other way around ultimately results in window dressing. Especially since, “all of them”.

All martial arts will hone and develop your character’s reflexes. So, the question is ultimately not that your character has good reflexes but rather, how were they developed?

You learn to judge distance through training exercises with your partner. All martial artists need spatial awareness.

You will learn accuracy by practicing your strikes on targets and then against live human partners.

Martial arts don’t rely on physical strength alone for damage, it’s cumulative and a balance of multiple factors that are all developed by training. Speed, accuracy, flexibility, momentum, endurance, learning where to hit and how to hit to achieve your desired results, your ability to move your body together, timing, these are what most people mistakenly refer to as, “physical strength”. Often, genuine effort and hard work are mistaken for natural gifts.

”Who is my character?”

“What do they do?”

“What do they want to be doing when fighting? Their philosophical outlook on the nature of combat? Their morals? What do they believe in?”

“What kind of fighting will they be involved in?”

“What kind of fight scenes do I feel comfortable writing?”

“What is my genre?”

What interests you and your character, who they are as a person, what you’re going to ask them to fight in your narrative, and, of course, how closely you want to hew to reality are what you should use to narrow down your search. After that, it’s gravy.


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Show Me Your Heart And I'll Show You Mine - Part 4

Parring: Bucky Barnes X Reader

Word: 664

Warning: none

Summary: Soulmate!Au. What you write on your skin/tattos/wounds shows up on your soulmates skin. Reader and her soulmate wants to meet

A/N: I am going to London for five days this Monday, this means i won’t update until then, but i planned out what is going happen, and i think there will be 12 parts. enjoy, and tell me what you thought

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9 Part 10 Part 11

Originally posted by justcuchu

The familiar smell of coffee greeted Bucky when he stepped into the café and looked around. Normally he would take his time and enjoy the cosy café, but today his eyes searched for a table in the corner. He had asked his friend, Sam, that worked there to reserve the table. And he had told you to just ask for his table. But the table was empty. Bucky looked at the clock, he was a few minutes late.

“Hey Sam” He said and greeted his friend. Sam looked up.

“Hey Bucky” He answered with a short smile.

“Do you remember I talked to you about my soulmate, Y/N? How I was going to meet her? “Sam nodded, waiting for Bucky to continue. “We were supposed to meet here at two, you haven’t seen any… “

“No” Sam shock his head. “But if it’s only five minutes, then maybe she’s just late? “

“Maybe” Bucky sighed.


Bucky checked the clock again. 14:16.

Where were you? Why hadn’t you showed up? Even if you had missed the first bus you would still be here. The café was just at the other side of the street, it was impossible to get lost, and even if you did, you would have written to him, right?

Bucky wondered shortly if you had decided you wouldn’t meet him, and just got home. He looked at his arm.

I think I may be running a bit late

That’s fine

I’m on the flight

Great, I can’t wait to see you

Had he been too forward? Maybe you had never wanted to meet him? Maybe you had just felt bad for him, and that was the reason you said yes?



Bucky reached down in his pocket, and found the black sharpie he always carried. He was just about to write something, when he stopped.

For the first time, he didn’t know what he should write. You had always been his escape from reality, but this was real, and he had no idea what to do.


He finally wrote.


Where are you?

Are you okay?

Please answer me?

I’m worried

It’s okay if you don’t want to meet me

Just tell me

Are you there?

Won’t you answer me?







Bucky’s arms were covered in black words. He had three empty cups in front of him, and one almost empty. The sharpie was in his pocket. He had given up around 15:20. Why he still was here, he didn’t really know. He couldn’t bear the pitiful looks Steve and Peggy would give him when he got home. Sam had gotten off around 15:15, so there was no one in the small café who knew why his eyes were as glued to the table.



He had gotten a few messages from Steve asking how it was going. Natasha had told him to “Got get her!”, and Peggy had told there was dinner at six, and asked if they came home to eat. Bucky hadn’t answered any of their messages.



The customers had started to look weird at him. The barista, a girl wearing a name-tag reading Wanda, had asked him if he was okay. He had answered that of course he was, and ordered a muffin. He didn’t really eat it when she came with it, he just sat and looked at it like it was the muffins fault you wouldn’t answer him.



He had gotten more messages Steve, Peggy, and Natasha. They all demanded to be answered, but he had no idea what he would say to them. He was considering finding a bar instead of the café when he saw it.

His arms were covered in black words. Your name, questions, everything was written in black, except two words. Right under his question, Where are you? were two words written in green. He didn’t recognize the handwriting, but as soon as he saw the words The hospital he hurried out of the café.


@ifoundlove-x0vanessa0x @starwholocktrash @cassandras-musings @jeleners143 @miraisnotavailable @irunintospace

flint: *tells silver about thomas*

silver: before today, I knew of two people who managed to truly know you. To gain your trust, to be your partner. and they both ended up dead while playing the role. 

flint: now wait a minute–

silver: now you’re telling me there’s a third member of this class. making it even less creditable to characterize Mr. Gates and Mrs. Barlow’s deaths as bad luck. It would seem that those closest to you meet their end not just during the relationship, but because of it. And as I said here, I’m acutely aware that there may be no one in the world closer to you than I. 

me: oh my actual god 

  • AoS Writer 1: So what should we do for the alternate reality in the Framework?
  • AoS Writer 2: I dunno.
  • AoS Writer 3: Why don't we read some fanfics for inspiration?
  • AoS Writer 1: Great idea!
  • AoS Writer 2: Why don't we just take all the AU's and put them on the show?
  • Aos Writer 3: Brilliant!
  • Aos Writer 1: Awesome job guys! Nailed it.
Yoongi Scenario: Tainted Love - Part 7.

Request: Could you make one with Yoongi being some sort of demon/vampire boss that every one is super scared of but then there is Y/N, Yoongi is in love with her and everyone is always super impressed how Yoongi always surrenders and softens when something is about her? He’s super protective and wants to please her in his own way, thank you for doing this i love you

Summary: Demons are merciless, demons are ruthless, demons can’t hold nothing dear to them. Yoongi is the leader, the king of the demon world. He is feared as he is respected, no one expected him to bring a human girl as his lover, you. You fell in love and now you are in the midst of adjusting to the demon world, its custums, and its dangers. But everything is worth it if is for him, the demon king that lives between shadows and that would turn hell apart to protect you.

Demon AU. Featuring all BTS.

Genre: Romance / Drama.

Part 1 / 2 / 3 / 4 / 5 / 6 / 8 / 9

-Have you ever been tested, like, have a boyfriend tested you before?-

The question made both your friends look at you for a moment, you were sitting in the outside tables of a coffee shop, the three of you taking advantage that today was a beautiful day, not too sunny, not too cloudy and definitely not too humid for summer, so you decided to stay out as you drank coffee and ate some cakes and pastries. Anji was thinking the question over whilst Yuri snorted.

-I tested my ex one time-  Anji and you laughed. -I created a fake profile and added him on instagram, the cunt accepted me, so…- she sighed. -I got jealous before I could do anything else and it didn’t work out, but I don’t remember me being the one tested-

Anji sighed. -I suppose in school boys test us a lot, there’s the virginity thing and the “always look pretty thing” but I don’t know, why do you ask?-

-Yeah, trouble in paradise?-

You sighed too, taking a sip from your large mocha. -I guess us girls test boys a lot too… - you sighed again. -I don’t know-

-You should be careful- Yuri said. -You haven’t told us much about this guy, but, if you think he’s testing you then you should think about what you are doing- Anji nodded and you remained quiet as Yuri continued. -I mean, in what way is he testing you?-

You didn’t know what to answer, was he really testing you? You thought about the events in Russia like it was some sort of dream, he had put the fate of those brothers in your hands to test you, or didn’t he? But after all that was what you had asked for, you wanted to help and feel included and Yoongi had complied. Putting a hand over the spot where you had been shot you thought about what to answer, what had really been the test? You intervening in demons affairs or you being able to participate in a another’s human’s assassination?

-Is he making you do things you don’t want to?- Anji asked and now both your friends seemed to be more serious, staring at you waiting for an answer. For the whole time you had with Yoongi you had told them the minimum, only his name and a few disguised facts about him, definitely not enough for them to know how Yoongi really was.

You thought if that was what you wanted to do, if helping meant you taking human’s lives in swift motion, if sometimes you’d have to take the life of someone innocent like Andre for a pact that another made. That was unfair, even more when you knew it was reality.

-If that’s what is happening then you should reevaluate things with this Yoongi guy Y/N, if that’s what’s happening then he’s not good for you- Yuri said making you snap back to reality, you had been spacing out and you hadn’t answered to your friends.

You let out a little laugh shaking your head, you didn’t want their attention to be in Yoongi, you didn’t want to reevaluate your relationship with him as you were absolutely positive you loved him and wanted to be with him, but you sure did want to reevaluate how some things were going. -He’s just… he’s just really kinky- you giggled again, not entirely lying but of course you wouldn’t be telling your friends your boyfriend was a demon who murdered people and you were starting to get into that as well.

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something that bugs me about backlash to a living minimum wage with statements like “but they can’t afford it!” and “they won’t hire as many people!” is that… yes. yes, that’s the point.

Maybe this is basic 101 stuff but normally you can’t or shouldn’t spend more money than you take in. You can only afford to open as many locations as you can pay for, have as many workers as you can pay for, use as much materials or have as many facilities as you can replenish and service. Theoretically, the size of a business is limited by how much it can pay to sustain.

But to compete in an environment where being unsustainably huge is the norm, businesses do not want to be limited by basic principles of budget. So businesses that pay their workers less, buy from suppliers that undercut by also not paying their workers a minimum wage, etc. outcompete in size and income businesses that ensure their workers and pay living wages.

This leads to the destruction of local economies, local businesses. Instead of an environment with a great many companies that each pay less employees more money, there are now far fewer companies with vast amounts of employees working for much less. This is also why it’s often a sham when people say, “the job market is up! thousands of jobs have been added!” because often times? Those jobs suck. They aren’t local businesses that need skilled employees and will pay to support a household, they are large businesses that will pay the least amount of money they can to get the most amount of work possible. And even then, it’s a stretch to hire a minimum amount of workers, because even a pittance is still money they have to spend. Pointing to dozens of people getting hired and saying the job market is saved because unemployment is down means relatively little if they are still in poverty or need significant assistance to support themselves.

There’s also no incentive to be competitive in wages or benefits. A “competitive wage” now means, “you’re competing with other workers for who can offer the labor at the cheapest price,” and not “the employers are competing to appeal to you, because they need your work and you are now much more valuable.”

But if businesses were limited in a sensible way, there would be more of them because you need more businesses locally to cover the turf of one damn walmart or whatever. and all of those additional businesses need people to work in them. Probably far more positions would open than just what that damn walmart or call center is willing to open for peanuts. More positions at higher levels are needed. Because ten stores that each need high level positions, will employ more skilled employees than just one store ten times ordinary size.

Basically what I am saying is that we desperately need major corporations to pay what they can afford. If they can’t afford to pay all their employees a living wage, they shouldn’t have been the size they are in the first place. That they need such-and-such specs to be competitive doesn’t overturn the basic reality of. you should only be paying what you can afford. Because when something as big as a large corporation can’t, everybody down the line can’t either because they’re not being paid what they’re worth.


Okay I could’ve sworn I tweeted more about this but after searching I found my tweets about Matt x Keith

I’m just saying, there’s a chance they might’ve known each other.

Why are we sleeping on this