you two are bad for my health

“I didn’t enjoy life very much because I was always sacrificing for the future. My whole life was about studying and working. I worked so many jobs. I went to college. I got my MBA. I didn’t travel very much. I didn’t get married. I didn’t have kids. All I wanted to do was feel secure. But I’ve had bad health problems my entire life. So I haven’t been able to save. And two weeks ago I lost my job. The job market is brutal when you’re my age. People don’t think you can learn new things. I can’t even get work as a clerk because they think I’m overqualified. I have no money now. I can barely afford food and transportation. I’ve spent my whole life sacrificing—just to one day feel secure. But it seems like it was all for nothing. And I have no idea what to do.”

(São Paulo, Brazil)

Same as the previous campaign but now transported to the far side of the world and on a mountain top. Having climbed to the peak we found an ancient temple and a LOT of harpies in the highest most chamber. We were holding out well at first, but it was getting progressively worse, and by this point we are in a LOT of trouble.

DM to my wife “…and that brings you down to 4 health”

Me OOC “Is there a way i can replicate what we did in that mine? I could cover you two with my body while bringing the roof down on the remaining harpies.”

DM looks at me with an expression of defeat “Yes, technically if you were to combine the ring with the Sorcerer’s Enlarge person it should work just fine, but dont forget she’s having really bad luck with her Wild Magic.”

During the last few encounters every spell cast involved her activating it with a range of effects from turning water to blood and her speaking with pink bubbles.

Me OOC “Ill risk it.”

Me: Activates my ring “Raji, hit me with Enlarge person then both of you get under me!”

DM rolls for Wild Magic, it comes, and then

DM “No, no no no, NO!” Keeps rolling dice and checking notes.

Everyone “Oh god, are we all dead?”

DM “Roll dex saves to get under her”

Everyone passes the saves as the DM goes to get a drink refill and a moment later comes back white as a sheet.

After a moment my wife asked what was wrong. “…that potion of hers is still active, she just turned off the ring.”

Me “Wait wait.. so.. what size class am i becoming?”

DM reveals due to their alterations to the potion’s ability to multiply the effects of spells being added to the imbiber in successive increasing amounts, the still lingering effects, as well as a wild magic cast of growth, on top of my ring AND the newly cast Enlarge Person. “Large, To Huge, to Colossal, to.. Titanic i guess.. i.. no its PAST that.. like EIGHT freaking classes effectively… your now HALF the size of the mountain. The biggest mountain… but like.. you are now a good 6 miles tall.”

The party had been laughing pretty hard as i pointed out that i still had an action left this turn.

Me “I stomp onto the mountain and leave a footprint, (Note i am not wearing boots.) and next to it ‘write my name was here.’ ”

The DM has pretty much given up at this point, “Okay! Okay okay, you demolished the mountain and in its place you leave… a mile wide Draconic pawprint… lake. Anything else?”

Me IC to the party sitting on me.. somewhere “Now THATS how you leave an impression!”

2013 vs. 2017. When you look at the difference between these two pictures it’s quite dramatic but there were dozens of in-progress pictures between these two! This doesn’t happen overnight. My biggest tip is to not let one bad day or meal ruin your week. Progress is inevitable if you stay consistent. You don’t have to be perfect but you have to learn to bounce back from set backs! The secret to change is to focus all of your energy, not on fighting the old, but building the new ❤

IG : sweat.is.good.for.the.swole

Binding safety things.
  • “I can bind as much as I like, I’m having top surgery soon so that’ll just get rid of any problems it causes-” nope. NOPE NOPE NOPE. Not only does soft tissue damage make surgery both more difficult and risky, binding too much, for too long, over even just a year or two can weaken muscles supporting your ribcage so when you stop binding after surgery, you’re at risk of things like hairline fractures- and worse, up to and including a couple horror stories that include punctured lungs. Do not use “but top surgery!” as an excuse to bind while sleeping, for more than 8-10 hours a day maximum, or 365 days a year without one single break. Not binding sucks- but we all gotta do things that suck for our health sometimes, grit your teeth and do not fuck up your lungs and ribcage.
  • Nonetheless, your risk assessment needs to be different if your timescale is less “five years til top surgery” and more “binding for the rest of my life”. I understand some women bind for reasons of gender presentation and such without plans to get surgey, plus of course there’s some AFAB trans people who either don’t want or can’t get top surgery who plan to bind indefinitely. Understand that this means you need to plan ahead for a lot of possible risks and complications that are less prominent for people using binding as a short-term gap, that the effects of very long-term binding are barely known and potentially severe, and that thirty years on, if you are still doing it, there are going to have been consequences for your body. This is NOT to say, “don’t do it”. Do it with a full, informed, adult understanding of what the risks are or might be, and be prepared to take those on. Keep a sharp eye on your body’s well being. Do it carefully. Be prepared for the risks, because yes, they exist. You can take them, that’s fine, but don’t pretend they aren’t real and serious.
  • Don’t wear a binder that is a size too small because the correctly sized one “shows too much”. Lung capacity is fucking important and you will crack a damn rib one of these days if you’re not careful. Do not overexert yourself in any binder; if it hurts or you feel faint or whatever then STOP, IMMEDIATELY. If you exercise in one, wear one at least a size up and throw baggy shirts on over it. Wear a velcro one if you can for working out so you can undo that shit ASAP if there’s an issue. If you go swimming in a binder, have someone spotting for you, make sure there’s a lifeguard at the pool, etc. You aren’t going to enjoy your wonderful transition very much if you, god forbid, wind up being in a serious accident because you’re suffocating yourself slowly.
  • You can bind safely. That is to say, you can bind while minimizing the risks as much as possible, til you reach a point where it’s reasonable for a well-informed, sensible person to weigh them up and take said risks. You cannot bind 100% consequence free. That’s all.
  • And look, just to get a bit tough-love for a second: “but if I don’t do all those things, my dysphoria is so bad I can’t cope” is something I fully, entirely sympathize with. It also means you gotta start working on management techniques so that ceases to be the case, NOT that you should just accept totally batshit levels of risk for the sake of your mental health. The solution to “my dysphoria is so bad that it destroys my life if I don’t bind in my sleep and wear it two sizes too tight” is not and should never be, “so I do it because it’s all right if I know accept the risk”. That’s not responsible, mature behaviour. It’s fully, entirely understandable. But you need, NEED to instead take the longer, more difficult path to finding healthy management techniques to improve your mental health and wellbeing so this is no longer the case, or else it’s going to bite you in the arse. You want to reach the end of your transition with the body you deserve, so you can finally feel right in it? Then look after it. Transition doesn’t give you a new body, it makes the one you’re in right now fit better, so look after the one you’re in.

Listen my little chicks, my ducks, my darlings: Tumblr mom is fine. This is my life and I am used to it. Admitedly still going through the seven stages of grief over donuts, but that’s to be expected.

The reason I have been talking about this so much and so openly is not because things are worse, but because I have been told by several (hundred) people that it has helped them not only realize the nameless thing they have been suffering with their whole life and just thought was normal for them was actually an allergy, but also from other people with long term illnesses who didn’t realize the corelation between their chronic illness and food intolerances/issues–and neither did their doctors.

I’ve had people telling me that they recognized their own symptoms in the things I talk about, take themselves off to an allergist and find out, oh hey, I’m actually allergic to XYZ and it’s impacting my health I should stop doing that. I’ve had people thanking me cause they didn’t realize the synthetic scent in their gods damned fabric softener was triggering an allergy which manifested in anxiety attacks. I’ve had people tell me they didn’t realize the chemical dye/bleach in their menstrual products were actually the cause of excess discomfort at their time of the month and since switching to the brands I recommend, have had not only less skin irritations, but less infections like thrush and bv. I had someone tell me they figured out their kid wasn’t allergic to their dog but the egg used in the dog’s food brand, so everytime the kid got licked they’d break out in hives. They got to keep their dog, just swapped out the food brand.

I get people telling me on a consistent near daily basis, that me just talking about all this shit, has helped them feel less isolated, less alone with their problems which no one else seems to inderstand. Not even doctors. And I get that, because up until very recently, I also felt the same way. Sometimes I still do.

So if me bitching and griping about being allergic to things like potassium sorbate and trying to explain over and over that yes it is possible to have a rice intolerance, helps people?–I’m gonna keep talking about it.

This has been my life for a while now. Admitedly the last six weeks was awful because I caught that super virus bullshit that wrecked my system. But this? All this food stuff? Has been going on for years . I’m just finally getting a confirmed diagnosis from medical professionals because my symptoms got too bad to ignore.

Now, that said, there will be some people who don’t want to see all this. I get it, shits depressing yo, and you just clicked here for the vampire nipples. In that case I have a tag which I have been using for the last two years which is #chronic health tag. Blacklist it, you won’t see anymore of my posts about health. Everyone’s happy.

And I do mean happy, because as much as all this sucks I’ve got new answers to fit into the puzzle pieces of my health, and there’s a chance that one of these days I might just get to see the whole picture instead of just the corner pieces. And that’s good enough incentive for me to keep going.

So please, don’t worry about me. I’m gonna be fine. One of these days, it’s all gonna be fine.

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WOOO! Finally got my prints!

Apparently my grandparents think I’m a mind reader and I’m just supposed to know they put my crap on top of the fridge…

Four days after they show up i finally get to see my amazing prints!

@Dement09 i absolutely love your art! Your literally the only reason i joined tumbler in the first place. Friends told me to but nothing ever sparked my interest. Till i saw your art! Without you i would have never found all these amazing artist and picarto.

I’ve been trying to start up comics for a long time fan and originals but seeing nothing come of other local artist work was discouraging. To find and see this thriving community has really put a pep in my step. Only two people have been my driving force for my art/comics and mental health while doing said art my amazing best friend and an amazing woman I’ve never met!

Thank you for all the inspiration!
Dont let anyone bring you down!
Lot of love FoxHound

anonymous asked:

Can I request the Rfa+v+saeran with an Mc who's had a disease all of her life and they freak out over small stuff and she's completely calm... like she has a minor disease in her lungs that pinches off the veins and sometimes she'll just get up and go get her inhaler and calmly come back and act as if nothing happened

UWAAA SORRY THAT THIS TOOK A WHILE TO POST I DIDN’T KNOW WHAT TO WRITE

Originally posted by theminiguy01

Anyway, it’s all under the cut, for length ^^. Uhm, possible trigger warning?? Mentions of an unnamed lung disease

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Yoosung

- the first time it happens, you’re cooking together

- when you just??????????? walk out????????

- f r e a k s out

- what did he do

- ‘MC ARE YOU OKAY, WHAT DID I DO I’LL FIX IT WHATS GOING ON AAAAAAAAAAA’

- he can’t leave the kitchen though, or the food’ll burn

- so worried that he did something wrong that he hugs you and tells you he’s sorry over and over when you come back

- you just laugh and hug back, telling him you’re fine and you just needed your inhaler

- Wants to know everything about the disease (or everything that you’re comfortable with him hearing) so he can help you out

- searches it up on Nahoo

- always makes sure you have your inhaler with you literally 24/7

- asks you every time you step out the front door

- ‘MC, do you have your-

- ‘YES

- calm down you’ve been dealing with this for all of your life ok

- he only wants you to be happy and healthy

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Wait For Me: Young!Remus Lupin x Reader // Part Two

Request:  Could you please write a fanfic about remus being a mess bc of the full moon (totally nervous/moody before and injured/tired after) and the reader being worried and comforting him? lots of fluff but kinda in sad way.

A/N: Okay, so, I might have gone just a bit over board with this one…

This is part two, and the final part of Wait For Me. I apologize for taking so long to get this up. It was supposed to go up, like, five-ish days ago but it was written so half-assed that I didn’t want to put it up. I still don’t think it’s my greatest work, it could totally be written better but I feel like this was the best I could do right now. (I’ve been writing this part for over a week, help me.)

Enjoy! ♥

Word Count: 2700 (Yeah…I know.)

Warnings: Fluff, Angst

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William Nylander- Party

“I love you.” I said to my boyfriend of two years

“I love you too, darling.” He says looking down at me.

“Willy?” I ask my head laying in his lap.

“Yeah?” He asks

“Do you ever want to…..never mind.” I say re-thinking what I was going to ask him.

“Do I ever want to what?” He asks running his hand through my hair.

“It doesn’t matter.” I reply, now feeling a little dumb and shy.

“If it bothers you obviously it does.” He says lightly rubbing my cheek.

“What do you see happening in the future?” I ask not meeting his eyes.

“I see myself playing hockey. Maybe a Stanley Cup or two. A little family. Marrying you.” He says turning my head so I meet his eyes while he also leans down to give me a kiss.

“No, not the answer I want to hear. Your actual plans.” I say after kissing him back.

“Marry me.” He says after a couple moments of silence.

“What do you mean?”

“Just what I told you. I want to start a family with you. I want to marry you. I want to be able to come home to you. I want to be able to say ‘this is my wife’ when I introduce you to people. I want to have kids with you. I want to grow old with you. I want to promise to be with you in sickness and in health. Through good times and bad.” He says grabbing my hand and bringing it to his lips, kissing the back lightly.

Of. Course by now I had tears in my eyes.

“Will you marry me?” He asks looking into my eyes and moving my so I am sitting up on his lap facing him.

“Yes.” I reply lightly kissing him.

“Thank god.” He mumbles into the kiss.

“Darling?” He asks breaking the kiss after a few seconds.

“Yes?” I ask running my hand through his hair.

“How many kids do you want?” He asks.

“3, two boys and a girl.” I say.

“What about you?” I ask shortly after.

“5, three boys and two girls.” He says shyly.

“If you want that many then I guess we better get started.” I reply with a smirk.

Let’s just say we through ourselves an engagement party.

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JUST FRIENDS KILLED ME TIME FOR SOME HEADCANONS(happy ones i promies)

  • Star gets insomniac from the stress she puts on herself, and decides she’s had enough of her nervous energy in the sweetest way possible: midnight baking!
  • she secretly asks Mrs. Diaz to let her buy some ingredients and teach her some basics, but after two weeks, she’s staying up until three in the morning making decent brownies and attempting souffles
  • Marco manages to housebreak the laser puppies; Star celebrates by making them homemade dog treats
  • Star tends to zone out a lot in class, and after seeing her cry during a zone-out, Jackie decides to take her under her wing to distract her from-well, whatever seems to be troubling her
  • PINK S K A T E R S 
  • Star ends up having this crazy insane overnight adventure with Jackie and comes back home with bruises, scratches, $400, two red streaks in her hair and a possibly permanent tattoo of three horses
  • the only thing star is willing to explain is the injuries, to which she only mumbles something about “wooden skateboards being fragile”
  • Star Discovers Pixy Stix
  • Marco Experiences True Fear
  • Star wakes up on the roof of a donut shop cuddling a box while surrounded by empty pixy stix. she has a stomachache, her hair is sticky, and her wand is glued to her foot
  • Jackie never buys star Pixy Stix ever again
  • Ludo learns how to cast a disguise spell, but only uses it to look buff
  • Star discovers podcasts, discovers Welcome to Night Vale, and though she loves the story, she has nightmares for two weeks, which leads to sleepless nights with awkward but genuine comforting from Marco who is starting to become aware of how awkward of how things are between them two are dsfskhhg
  • marco tries to show her different podcasts, which leads to him being a huge fucking nerdy but relatable lil shit where he essentially shoves The Adventure Zone in her face for two days straight
  • It’s springtime in Echo Creek and Star makes another discovery: she is allergic to pollen!!1!1111 she stays in bed for two days because its as bad as the worst case of flu you could get when she first experiences an allergic reaction, so cue Being Nursed to Health By Friends trope
  • STAR WEARS PANTS
Les Amis & Co as things my photography professor has said:
  • Enjolras: “Please, sit on the floor! Chairs are for the bourgeoisie!
  • Combeferre: “I swear that book is beautiful! When I was reading it I was so absorbed that I forgot to have dinner.” 
  • Courfeyrac: “Maybe using the word “daguerrotype” at the pub you will charm some girls. Or boys, heaven forbid I try and give you limits.” 
  • Grantaire: “Trust me, don’t cut the photos after a bottle and a half of Prosecco if you want to do a decent job.” 
  • Joly: “You can play chess on the top of a skyscraper but at least bring a scarf.” 
  • Bossuet: “I seem cool just because the only time I slammed my hand on the desk to silence a class I broke my pinkie. I try to avoid it.”
  • Jehan: “I think a man in a dress can only be admired and respected” 
  • Bahorel: “Don’t hang out with law students. It’s bad for your mental health.” 
  • Feuilly: “You have to present a project. Or two. Or three.  Or how many you want, it depends on your willpower.” 
  • Cosette:  “I don’t even know your names but I want all of you to be safe.” 
  • Eponine: “In a few months the idea you have of love will change. And many of you won’t regret it.” 
  • Musichetta: “I’m just a man. You should ask a woman, they understand things better”
  • Montparnasse: “If you’re thinking ‘this is bad’ you’re probably right, but try and convince you of the contrary.” 
  • Marius: “I was walking on a beach and I saw a branch so beautiful I had to take it home. Now it’s in my living room. Who has never done it?” 
Familiarity

A/N: I wrote this for @tamsininmypants for Christmas. 

Title: Familiarity 

Fandom: Overwatch

Pairing: Mercymaker

Rating: Teen

Warnings: None, unless you count a little angst? 

Word Count: 2,167 

Summary: Mercy goes out for a walk, a tad nostalgic, when she runs into someone familiar. 

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The holidays were always a bittersweet time for Angela Ziegler. She remembered her family she had lost in Switzerland and the family she had gained in Overwatch. The family she had found had its ups and its downs and it certainly wasn’t perfect, but she loved them regardless. Angela was not related to them by blood and they say blood was thicker than water, but water runs deeper.

Tonight as she walked through the quiet French town by herself, her boots crunching through the freshly fallen snow, she thought about both of her families. It was just her and the night, quiet and silent with a dark grey sky promising more snow. Though it was cold, Angela had always felt rather warm and cozy on these nights. Perhaps it was her love for the snow and the cold, or really, those she surrounded herself with.

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maybe-mikala  asked:

Fun fact: a doctor diagnosed me with asthma when I was 11, after spending approximately a minute and a half in the room with me and barely looking at me. After five years of dealing with medicine that wasn't treating my symptoms, a different doctor diagnosed me with a serious heart condition that could have been caught and treated five years earlier, had the first doctor taken more than two seconds in room with me. Gotta love healthcare.

This is so shitty and I’m upset that they made you go through that tbh. I might be getting dangerously close to going on that women’s health rant I mentioned earlier. 

I remember my older brother had these crazy bad migraines all through middle school and literally not a single doctor could give us an explanation until someone was finally like “kid, you didn’t crawl for long enough as a baby and now your spine or something is fucked up” (I don’t know the exact medical terminology but this gets the point across I think.)

lilysflowershop  asked:

Swerve and Rung?

Swerve

Your overly friendly local bartender

works in a bar right near the apartments

his neighbors go there when hes on shift for discount drinks

tries to befriend everyone in the building

everyone thinks hes funny but kinda weird

besties with the amnesiac Skids 

forces Skids to watch Lord of the rings with him

they both wear ent costumes

can’t cook for the life of him

has caused many fires

the firefighters know him personally

goes down to the racetracks to watch *stalk* blurr

always wears the same old red cap

never washes it

it may have superpowers due to exposure to dirt radiation 

 smells slightly of cheese

tried to design and make his own shirts with funny one-liners to sell them

has sold two shirts

one to Skids and one to himself

‘yes it counts’

owns 20 year old pair of sneakers

‘how can you and your shoes be the same age?”

“my parents were bad at sizes’

‘and gifts’

throws parties

people only come for the alcohol 

‘what mental health problems? You mean my crippling depression and anxiety ha ha ha what’

sleeps with a plush penguin toy

calls it ‘pip’

Rung

Sweet smol and precious

nicest person in the building

the only one who can talk Whirl down from beating up people

is concerned for everyone’s mental health

wants to say ‘fuck you’

is sick of everyones shit

is still sweet and pure

smol

tidy and has a dancing sunflower thing on his window ledge

so many houseplants

feeds the birds

says good morning to everyone

thinks everyone in the building needs therapy

slips his psychology card under all their doors

owns smiley face stickers

gives lots of them to Whirl and Ten

talks long walks in the morning

sometimes Megatron joins him

everyone rants to him about their problems

my advice to young music majors

Next week, I’ll be graduating with my degree in music performance, and I’ve been thinking a lot about what I’ve learned, and some of the common issues I’ve witnessed or dealt with during my time here.

  • It’s okay not to know everything. If you knew everything, you wouldn’t need to be at school. You wouldn’t be at school. Don’t be embarrassed for not knowing everything, because you are at school to learn. (This might be my most important piece of advice.)
  • It’s okay to ask questions. See point two.
  • It is not okay to think you know everything. You don’t. See point two. You are not the hottest shit since sliced bread, at least not now.
  • Be open-minded as hell. Listen to weird music. Accept criticism openly. Accept compliments openly (this is just as important).
  • Drink coffee. All the time. It’ll help you play faster. Probably.
  • Have performance anxiety? Sure, eating bananas and taking deep breaths will help you, but the only way to overcome performance anxiety is to perform as much as you possibly can. Invite a friend or three into your practice room and perform your solo for them. Join ensembles. Take gigs. Treat your practice sessions like you would a performance. We practice playing music all the time, but we also have to practice performing.
  • Maria Schneider came to my school a while ago, and left me with this fantastic quote (which I paraphrase now): “When you’re stuck aiming for perfection, you sacrifice the freedom that comes with making mistakes and experimenting.” One of the best things that could have happened to me musically was when I messed up a passage in one of my vibraphone pieces in a lesson, and played really awkwardly and out of time. My teacher told me it was the hippest thing he’d heard, and to play the entire piece with that in mind. It was awesome.
  • Take frequent or as-needed breaks. Mental health, sleep, food, and socializing are all important. Don’t feel bad about taking a day or two off from practicing. Go to a party and dance/drink your ass off. Enjoy your time in school, because living it up is part of the college experience. Life is about balance.
  • On that note, burn out is real. I nearly dropped out last year for various reasons, but I chose to stick it out and this year, I have found a second wind even stronger than the first. I just needed a break - I took the summer off entirely from music. Sometimes people need a break, even if it’s from something they love. That’s perfectly fine. It does not make you a lesser human being or a lesser musician.
  • Also sort of on that note, if you’re having serious trouble with a certain piece or passage, take a break from it. Revisit it in a few days or so, and you may be surprised what your subconscious has done for you.
  • Analyze the music you play. Study the composer, look up program notes. Be an expert at what you do.
  • There is much much more to music than the Romantic era. Listen to medieval dances and Renaissance polyphony. Listen to Xenakis and Ligeti. Be a well-rounded musician.
  • Don’t be ashamed about listening to and enjoying music that isn’t “refined” or “cultured” according to your history textbook. There is much more to music than Mozart. Dance your ass off to Kesha. Enjoy what life has to offer, even if it isn’t the most intricate, sophisticated, or “classy” material. Life is too short to spend it avoiding the simple pleasures. (Also, you don’t want to be an elitist or a party-pooper.)
  • Along those lines, listen to and play music from those who are living. Music has to evolve with time, and if we want it to survive and thrive, we have to embrace music of the present just as much if not more than music of the past. While it is important to know the main themes from Beethoven’s symphonies and understand the importance of Schubert’s lieder, there is music being made today by people just as talented as the greats of the past, but they are greatly ignored because they are not Beethoven. Old music deserves appreciation, but it cannot be the focus of your musical studies.
  • Write new music. If you want. Or arrange music you like for your instrument or some cool ensemble. If you want.
  • Practice. Love what you do. Be unrelenting in your love for what you do.
  • Relax, you’re doing fine.

s-under-s  asked:

Hi I just want to say I really like your strangeswap au and your art is wonderful. I wanna ask, does papyrus have only 1hp too?

Thank you!!! <333

So.. uh.. It’s hard to explain. Well.. In my opinion Sans have 1 hp because he lost his HOPE.
He was tired of fighting. But he knows that he must judge the man in the end. In addition, it has a karma that will only work if the person scored high LV. In general, I think he has 1 HP because he was depressed by his position in the world.Thus, canon Sans is constantly eating and sleeping. I think he does it so often because he was afraid to die before human judgment. 
Now, I think you will understand why my Papyrus has low HP. He constantly afraid of something and rarely feels safe. He is constantly worried and nervous. This is bad for his health. But! His hp is not always kept in low. If you give him comfort, hp can increase up to two-digit numbers.

👏 yall 👏 sayin 👏 racks 👏 are 👏 bad 👏 best 👏 get 👏 educated 👏

you’re, one, assuming I’m going to have the stereotypical breeder rack, which if you knew who I am (which yall don’t or I wouldn’t have to be sayin this) you’d know I wouldn’t do that to my son

two, yall have said this firstly only in replies to my post, so I can’t even directly respond to you, and secondly haven’t given me any links of proof showing how there is a decline in the animals health and welfare

three, I’ve done my gd research??? when done right racks are better?? so check ya own gd facts. and seriously just look at all of the replies full of healthy happy snakes with environments better than most tanks?? stfu????

four, a reminder for those who don’t know, that not all tub sizes are sold in stores, and you can order Christmas tree+ sizes online and they literally make special tubs for herpkeeping, wow, almost like it’s a good idea

five, feel free to reply with links or actual information beyond 1-2 sentence quips about how it would be a decline to my animals care in which you are 1) assuming you know what Kabuki is already living in/through and 2) assuming what I’d be moving him to and somehow making it worse and 3) that I don’t know what I’m doing enough to make an educated decision. I don’t take questions to my knowledge and keeping of my animals lightly. If you truly believe you’re right, prove it.

psa: health, activity & dropping

// I never know how to say these. Please keep in mind that I’m chronically ill and having a pretty bad flare-up right now. I need help even combing my hair sometimes, or brushing my teeth. 

The condition includes a whopping case of brain fog. I might produce two replies a day, and chances are that they’ll be misspelled, badly phrased, or confusing.

I’m sharing this personal and embarrassing information to remind you that, although I play a pretty awesome super hero, I’m not one. I’d love to do all 123 drafts and 55 ask box items, but I can’t.

I try to include everyone, I try to answer everyone, and I do this because I love being Jack and I love the community – you’re all wonderful. However, I’m a guy with good intentions, a bad memory, worse organization skills, and limited concentration.

Don’t be afraid to tag me or send me asks, that’s not what I’m saying. I play with under 18s, I play with non-mutuals, I play with OCs. Send them! I don’t care who you are or if we haven’t talked. I’ll do my best to answer, but if I don’t, it’s not personal. It’s because I can’t answer.

I’ll be scrapping (almost) everything I have and starting over. On the bright side, that will let me enjoy new people. If we already had a thread, there’s no reason we can’t do a new one. 

For a while, I expect it’ll be a lot of memes that I do because they’re brief, but everyone is welcome to send those in. No restrictions.

so apparently my school is a bit weird in a fun way (as i’ve said before: its like a mix of south park and bojack horseman) so i figured i’d make a post about it and see how people take it

  • first off, it’s a big school. two town school district. 1,400+ students. 100+ full time teachers. b i g.
  • there’s a trans guy with a neckbeard (he’s following me on tumblr so we’ll have to see if he notices this post, love you dude). he’s always either talking about trans activism or how much he wants to die.
    • him: “katie [my name], dab if you want to die!”
      both of us: *dabs in sync*
  • there’s two french teachers. one is nice to about three people, and she’s obsessed with food. the second one is nice, but really offensive at times, and she’s really bad at teaching and being strict.
    • actual quote from her: “[the other teacher] is strict, so i have to be nice and easy going.”
  • i could make a whole post just about my health class, but the most important part is the dude named kyle who started off class by spending two days talking about the war on drugs and how the us government is playing for both sides in it.
    • he pulls the class off track a lot, as does a few other students.
  • speaking of drugs, as with all upper-middle-class high schools, our school has a lot of drug problems. and a vaping problem. boys vape in the bathroom all the time.
    • there was one boy who’s a drug dealer. he dropped out and rides around on a cruiser bike. i think he sells drugs to my friend.
  • we’ve had three teachers aide this year in my history class.
    • our first teacher’s aide, pretty normal, she transferred to another class and that was that, we got a new teacher’s aide instead.
    • this teacher was lots of fun, one of my favorite teachers. one day he suddenly disappeared. we think he left after an incident with a student who stormed out of class, but no one knows for sure. our teacher refuses to talk about it.
    • our newest teacher’s aide is the football coach. he’s pretty cool. i call him by his first name, most people call him coach or just his last name, maybe mr. last name if they actually care.
  • speaking about our history teacher…
    • he has the house of kindness. it’s basically like, you can’t say anything mean, you have to be nice, etc. 
    • he’s very passive aggressive despite this.
    • he also works to make defibrillators a state requirement in schools so if that becomes a required thing in massachusetts, he’s why!
    • he always lies about his life, and it’s hilarious.
    • he’s very clear on his political views despite this. he refuses to say trump’s last name. he’s always “your president” or “donald” in a scathing tone.
  • everyone hates themselves? like, literally everyone makes two to three self deprecating jokes a day, and it’s a really high pressure school, so everyone is always stressed anyways, so, why not hate ourselves.
  • freshman dance was awful. the dj was terrible, and my friend group spent the entire time hanging out in the bathroom. 
    • didn’t go to this year’s dance, but i heard half the dance was high and/or drunk (wish i went, that sounds like fun).
  • people graffiti the bathroom all the time. 
    • my friend wrote “queer lives matters”, someone crossed out queer and replaced it with “all”, my friend crossed out all and replaced it with “queer”, etc. until it got cleaned up. 
    • there’s a drawing of an alien in the upper left corner of a stall that’s been there for months now. 
    • i wrote a full quote on the wall once from a school reading book, and then cited it.

I could go on but this is probably enough to get a general sense for the school.

Boyfriend Suho

Originally posted by kingjunmyeonn

  • intense eye contact
  • when he’s mad
  • disappointed
  • turned on
  • just looking into his eyes makes you blush and feel squirmy inside
  • always having him insist on buying you things
  • not because he’s oh so rich and totes famous so he’s rolling in that green
  • but because he loves you & wants you to feel loved & have the best of everything
  • sometimes, he feels like just telling you he loves you isn’t enough
  • that’s why he randomly comes home with a new watch or tickets to a band you like because he wants you to know he adores you & always thinks of you
  • junmyeon has no problem w you liking other boy groups btw, just so long as exo is your #1 and he’s your ub
  • otherwise he’ll sass you like he did that child actress who said she liked bts more than exo
  • (that was really funny though)
  • (except it was sad at the same time)
  • (exo is pretty underappreciated, considering their popularity)
  • (ppl listen to them but don’t appreciate the members individually or their hard work)
  • despite how charming and smart suho is
  • he’s also the biggest dork in the world
  • no lie
  • so you have many moments where you cringe watching him on variety shows
  • or getting second hand embarrassment when he does something dumb to make his fans smile
  • back hugs where he rests his chin on your head
  • and he’s not shy about skinship in front of cameras or the boys
  • you’re such a fluffy couple that they make faces and end up leaving bc it’s too hard to watch
  • “hyung,” sehun groans. “please stop”
  • btw sehun is your actual son
  • he goes to you to complain or when he wants something but suho said no
  • “moooom” no matter the gender you identify with, he calls you “mom.” “dad said I can’t get any bubble tea today because it’s bad for my health!”
  • and he often lays across your lap during movie night
  • you two are seen as the “parents” since you both shoulder responsibility for all the boys
  • junmyeon likes your back massages
  • which helps calm him down since he’s stressed 25/8
  • “relax, junmyeon! I’m only going to a party! I’ll be fine. stop worrying”
  • he compliments you all the time
  • he’s so cheesy too
  • “you’re so beautiful. I’m so lucky to have met you”
  • but he’s not just a fluffy potato
  • suho’s daddy af, lbr
  • when he’s annoyed and fed up with his hard lifestyle, he comes home and slams the door shut. “baby, I hope you’ve been good today. I’m not in the mood to deal with a naughty boy/girl” but then he sees you haven’t done the dishes yet and makes you bend over his knee. “naughty children get spanked. it’s the only way you’ll learn”
  • couple rings/bracelets/hats/shoes, etc
  • watching you sleep
  • waking up early to make you breakfast in bed
  • and reminding you all the time that he loves you dearly