#maybe it’s because i’m just not motivated to do anything and i’m lazy and that i have no actual passions or idea of what to do for a career

[sunglassesmish]

i am not made to be a student let alone a university student

#i am so bad with deadlines and following a schedule and waking up early and exams and essays #not to mention how much it costs with loans and everything #maybe it’s because i’m just not motivated to do anything and i’m lazy and that i have no actual passions or idea of what to do for a career #yeah it’s all of that #plus i’m genuinely just dumb #i can’t even start on this report and it’s messing with me. it’s so boring but complicated but i also can’t fail this module

[tastybluesprite]

Provocation and Motivation (Blue Lock)

Ahhh I love this duo so much. I cannot wait for the new Episode Nagi movie. I hope things work out between them in the end after what happened in the anime lol… anyway!!! Hope you guys enjoy this one.

Warnings: This is a tickle fic so if that’s not your thing just keep scrolling. Also some cursing lol.

Summery: When Reo tries to annoy Nagi, in attempt to make him be more reactive instead of lazy, it backfires heavily.

Reo was doing some stretches that night as he got ready to go to sleep. Being in the Blue Lock dormitory was something he’d need to get used to, since he only ever slept in his own bed at home.

At least Nagi was here. Having a familiar face around really helped.

“Hey Nagi come do stretches with me!” Reo called out ti the white haired boy who was laid on his bed, playing video games on his mini hand held system.

“Nah… sounds exhausting~” he mumbled back.

Reo huffed. He wished he would at least put in effort every once in a while. To do something actually productive.

Reo shrugged and went back to his stretching exercises. Suddenly an idea came to him. Maybe he could try provoking the boy somehow?

It wasn’t a terrible idea. Even though he’s known Nagi for quite a bit of time, he didn’t know if he was the type to get mad or upset. Angry even.

“Hey Nagi.. you know, if you keep sitting around like that and eat too much at the same time, you’re going to get all fat.” Reo told him teasingly.

Nagi merely shrugged. “Meh.”

Reo frowned. Well that was all he got. Truth be told he didn’t know what could possibly annoy or rile him up.

His eyes found the gaming devise he was using. It was then an idea came to him.

He snuck over to the side of Nagis bed, making sure Nagi was too absorbed into the game to pay attention.

He waited a moment, then swiftly reached over to grab the devise.

Before Nagi had a chance to react, the devise was plucked out of his hands.

Reo stuck his tongue out at the white haired boy, grinning mischievously as he hid the devise behind his back.

He finally saw a true look of annoyance on Nagis face, as the much quieter of the two slowly started to get up from his resting position.

“Reo! That’s not cool. I’m going to lose!” Nagi complained.

“Should’ve thought about that before you decided to be lazy and annoying.” Reo reasoned playfully.

“So I’m the annoying one here?” Nagi mumbled. He reached out to grab the gaming devise, but Reo, despite being shorter, managed to keep it out of his reach.

They were like this for a bit, Nagi trying to grab the game while Reo cheekily dodged.

Nagi was starting to get seriously irritated now. As he put more effort into grabbing the game, he managed to accidentally land a poke at the purple haired boys rib.

To his surprise, Reo shrieked and fell backwards onto his butt, dropping the game in the process.

Nagi grabbed the device and looked down at the boy who had just fallen. “What was that Reo?” Nagi asked, knowing full well what happened.

“U-uh nothing! I’m fine. I’m sorry for messing with your game.” Reo said quickly, already feeling tingles of anticipation.

“Don’t worry about it. To be honest I’ve lost interest in it for the moment anyway.” Nagi said lazily, throwing it aside onto his bed.

“O-oh.. why’s that?” Reo asked.

Nagi just stared down at him for a moment. “Because I just found a new toy to play with.”

With Nagis choice of words and how he said it, Reos face immediately flooded with color. He watched as the white haired boy walked closer and closer towards him, unable to do much to stop him at the moment.

“Wait.. wait Nagi.. NO!!!” Nagi leapt onto Reo suddenly, and had him pinned to the floor almost immediately.

“Is there anything I can say that would convince you to let me go right now?” Reo asked nervously.

“Nope.” Nagi replied simply.

He then grabbed his sides, squeezing them. Reo sealed his mouth shut. If he was being forced to endure this, he might as well save the last bit of pride he had by not breaking.

Maybe he could convince Nagi that he was mistaken, and that he was wasting his time.

This was not the case however. He broke immediately when Nagi went for his ribs, digging into, and squeezing them.

“A-hAhah!! Nohohohoho Nahahagi!!!” Reo cried, squirming around helplessly as he uselessly attempted to push his arms away.

Unfortunately his strength seemed to have left his body.

“Wow Reo. You really are super ticklish, aren’t you. I can’t believe I’ve known you all this time and you never bothered telling me?”

“Whyhyhy woohohould ihihihi tehehell yohohOhOhoUhuhu!??!!” Reo protested, squealing, much to his embarrassment, when Nagi found a particularly sensitive spot on his ribs right under his armpits.

“Do you have a particularly bad spot Reo? One that’s the worst of them all?” Nagi asked conversationally. Pretending as if he wasn’t currently tickling the purple haired soccer prodigy to pieces.

“LIHihiHinikE iHIhiHid teHEHEhehEll YOHOhohu!!!” Reo cried, still struggling under his teammates weight.

Nagi frowned. “Bummer. Guess I’ll have to find it myself. At least I have confirmation that you have one.”

Reo didn’t expect Nagi to find it so quickly. As soon as he felt squeezing at his hips, he immediately knew he was done for.

“NOHOHOHO PLEHEHEHAHASE NAHAHAHAGIHIHIHI!!!” Reo threw his head back in hysterical crackles, kicking out his legs behind Nagi. Seriously, what did he even do to deserve this?

Nagi ignored him as he poked, prodded, massaged, and even spidered his fingers on his hip bones.

“Wow, this seems to be like a pretty sensitive spot for you.” Nagi commented. It wasn’t even meant to sound like teasing, which made it so much worse as teasing.

When Nagi then pressed his thumbs into the dips of the hip bone, massaging and vibrating them into the spot, Reo full on screeched, bucking his hips to hard he damn near threw Nagi off.

“FUHUHUHUCK NOHOHOHOHOHO!!!”

“Woah! Looks like I hit the jackpot, huh.”

Reos laughter soon turned into silent hysterics, batting weakly at his attackers hands. At this point all he could do was lay limp on the floor and take it. He was also having difficulty breathing.

Nagi picked up on it and knew he should give the poor guy a break.

Reo lay gasping on the floor, struggling to catch his breath as he curled up on the floor, hugging himself protectively.

“Sorry about that Reo… I just really wanted to do that.” Nagi told him apologetically.

“Hah… hehe.. y-yohohu suhuck…” Reo managed.

Nagi stared at his face. His cheeks were flushed, a grin unable to leave his mouth, his chest rapidly rising and falling.

“Heh.”

“Nagi did you just laugh at me?!” Reo bursted out. Eyebrows furrowed with annoyance.

“Sorry. You’re just really cute like this.”

It took a moment for Reo to process what Nagi had just said, a confused expression taking over his face, until his face began to turn a deep shade of red.

“Sh-shut up you jerk!”

Nagi just poked at his side again, which made Reo squeak and fall back again. Yep, truly adorable he was.

Thanks for reading!

#sprite🥤 #tickling #tickle fic #blue lock #reo mikage #nagi seishiro #ticklish!reo #lee!reo #ler!nagi #ler!nagiseishiro #sfw tickling community #sfw tickle fluff #sfw tickle blog #blue lock tickling #blue lock tickle fanfic #blue lock reo #blue lock nagi #episode nagi

[unrequitedloveletter]

Hello! I saw that you have your requests open! Could you do one with Aaron Warner and him and reader just have a slow fluffy morning? Maybe it be winter and it’s snowing because I’m missing the cold weather with this horrible Texas heat that practically makes me melt just thinking about going outside 😭

Snow- A.W x gn! reader

Hi, I am so sorry that this took me forever! Thank you for sending it in, though, it's been very warm where I am too so writing a fic set in winter was oddly refreshing while waiting for the light, breezy air of autumn to kick in.

Anon, if you're reading, I hope you enjoy this one and again, I am so sorry for how long it's taken to be written and put out!

Fic type- fluff

Warnings- a mention of murdering someone (the reader tells aaron that they'll kill someone if he tries to rope them into leaving the house in the beginnings of a storm) aaron might be a little ooc, and this is also unedited

The first thing that you registered as you woke up was the sound of snow falling so delicately against your windowsill. The second thing you registered was Aarons arm around your waist, his chin against your shoulder, and the feeling of the blanket you'd tossed over yourselves in an attempt to negate the cold, sitting just beneath your elbow as you woke and found it was morning.

You blinked, gaze turning to the curtains and finding they were slightly open, giving yourself a clear display of the snow as it fell to the ground. It was the first snow of the season, and judging by the fact that a storm was suspect, you anticipated that you wouldn't feel motivated to do anything that day.

You knew that Aaron, for all of his efforts with the Resistance and everything he, Juliette, Kenji and the others had accomplished in the time leading up to that day, would appreciate the day of relative nothingness.

The two of you had taken the day off as it were, so even though you'd planned to at least try to do a few things, you knew that nothing very relevant would be done, but you didn't mind that. There could be days of productivity later, but as you turned your gaze to your beloved, ran a hand along the line of his jaw, you decided that that day would not be one of them.

"Good morning, love," Aaron said as he woke.

"Hi," you said, pressing a kiss to his jawline as he pulled you in closer. "Seems like we're in for a storm, so if you try to rope me into leaving this house while we're in the beginnings of it, I might genuinely kill somebody."

That incited the glorious sound of his laughter. "All right, then," he said. "We were due in for a lazy day anyway."

You got up, catching his grin and laughing a bit when he hugged you from behind as you left your bedroom, headed down the hall for the stairs, and moved to the kitchen.

You made your coffee in contented silence, with Warners chin against your shoulder, his arms around your waist, and the cold still biting at you slightly.

You'd long learned to cherish mornings like those, ones where you made coffee and set up the gramophone and grabbed books off of your shelves to read to each other, a blanket draped over your legs while your feet rested in Warners lap and one of his hands ran up and down your calf idly.

And, as you made your coffee and laughed with Warner in between quick kisses, you knew that that morning was going to pan out just like those days did, and you simply couldn't wait.

Mornings like those were few and far between but, with coffee and the impending snowstorm, you knew and Aaron knew that it was going to be a good, relaxing day.

It was one you couldn't wait for.

#aaron warner #aaron warner x reader #shatter me #shatter me series

[honey-im-hotdog]

🌻

Time to beat a dead horse:

I’m so tired of villains in superhero movies (and outside of those, let’s not forget) having environmental concerns behind their horrific crimes.

A few examples: Carlton Drake from Venom, Ocean Master from Aquaman, and the aliens from Peacemaker. (I think Ra’s Al Ghul from Batman Begins also had somewhat environmental concerns (not 100% but I’m gonna include it), and while I don’t watch Marvel, I believe Thanos also had a similar reasoning??) We see the same thing in Tenet, but as a non-superhero film.

If these movies painted these characters as extreme environmentalists but showed a more realistic approach and characters, then this wouldn’t be an issue, honestly. I think that could be a really powerful and impactful portrayal of climate anxiety and the incorrect concept that “we are doomed and there is nothing we can do and the world is gonna end!”

But they don’t. The villains in these stories try to destroy the world in order to save it but commit crimes in environmentalism’s name. The hero, or good guys, come in, foil the bad guy’s plans, and save the day. Yay! All without addressing the concerns the villain had, all without doing anything of substance. The hero gets to walk away looking cool while the villain cries in the background.

This creates a certain image of environmentalists. These are films seen by kids (maybe except Tenet), and what message are we sending them? If you don’t believe that people are walking away from these movies with the idea that caring for the environment equals batshit crazy people doing horrible things, just read this bizarre and horrible opinion piece from The Washington Post.

On top of being a very very bad no good writing concept, it’s also just incredibly lazy. Why can’t these villains have more nuanced backstories and motivations? A person having tangible and good cause but doing bad things because their judgment is misplaced can be a great writing device for antagonists and villains!! But this is not the way to do that. This is not the way to create a layered bad guy.

This trend majorly hurts the effort that a lot of people around the world are trying to make. This rhetoric is harmful and utterly stupid. I can talk a lot more about this but I’ll stop here.

#screaming #ask game answers #answered #climate change #environment #environmetalists #environmental #tenet #aquaman #venom #peacemaker #batman begins #marvel #endgame #infinity war #ra’s al ghul #thanos #orm marius #ocean master #carlton drake #christopher nolan

[cows-wearing-my-sweater]

i also think in the fluffiest way possible like spooning with his hand holding your boob like theres something comforting about it and i feel like he would be into it

anon u are SO real for this because i am the biggest fan of spooning like it’s just so comfy and safe and ughhhh. i’m feeling like it’s just a lazy day around the house, not much going on. it’s a sunny day, the bed is made, the windows are open, and it’s just so nice laying around listening to the birds and the wind in the trees. maybe it’s a little hot out; you’re in a tank top and shorts (or smthn similar if that’s not ur style) and matty discards his shirt. you’re his little spoon, your legs tangled up with his. just laying idly together is enough, having each other’s presence is enough, neither of you feel pressed to do anything other than be together. obv your thoughts are a liiittle distracted by your boyfriend being shirtless behind you, your back pressed against the warmth of his chest. and yes i 100% believe that his hand would eventually casually find its way to your chest. you know there’s most certainly a little grin on his face behind you, but he doesn’t have any motive for the placement of his hand other than really he just likes to hold you to him like this. and ofc you don’t mind— the feeling of his large hands on you is just so comforting. there’s nothing that could possibly bring you harm, not if you’re held like this by matty

#writing this in the desperate hopes it’ll become a reality 🤭 #matty healy x reader #fluff #naomi’s writing ! #talk!

[thislovintime]

Some more Ask Peter Tork selections...

"Hello Peter, OK, it's hard to actually type anything here, because it is hard to believe this could be you. Remember me, the crazy lady in the 4th row at the concert in NJ, in the 80's holding a big sign that read, ‘I LOVE PETER.’ Of course you couldn't have noticed with that huge crowd, but I do want to say; thanks for the FUN! My question to you now is, about today's young people, and their strong dependence on their parents. I've seen other people my age (54) going through the same thing, and wonder if our peace, rock & roll, drugs, drinking, and party days, have contributed to their actions and behaviors now. My 25 year old son still lives home; he has things like, a TV, cell phone, guitar, drums, and some other smaller instruments. He over the years, had thoughts of being a rock star, had and has, drug, and depression issues. And like many other young men, loves beer, concerts, parties, clothing, girls, and sports; all just the same. There is no real motivation for much else, hence the still living at home. At least after the 60's/70's hullabaloos, our generation eventually went to work, moved out, and learned to be independent. Unless maybe today, things (even music) are just so expensive, it seems un-comprehensible. Are we as parents giving up, giving material items, and giving in, not wanting to be the same as our own parents? Are we way too cool to be more aggressive in how we talk to them? Are we still living our own "Hippie" care free life through them? Also, have you yourself ever actually witnessed what I'm talking about? Oh yeah, one more thing, is it easier for some parents to be able to kick them out 'For their own good,' than other parents? Yours Truly, Shell New Jersey"

"Dear Shell, I remember you well. You were awfully cute there in the 4th row. But on to important matters. First of all, I'm pretty sure there is no blanket statement about your question that would cover the situation. For instance, of course some parents find it easier to kick out their kids than others. That's just natural. But as to the general average of kids today staying more with their parents than in days of yore, well, I partly blame those who let the economy go to hell in a hand basket...or perhaps actively took it there is a better description. It's tougher now than it used to be to find a job, and there is less of a spirit that finding one will give one a real chance to come up in the world. It's therefore understandable that 25-year-olds and some even well older would be discouraged, and have very little incentive to go forth and make their way. Still, I am pretty sure that wanting to work rather than lay about is a preference in human nature, as long as no major roadblocks stand in the way. As to whether it was our hippie lifestyle that led us to treat our kids in ways that made them lazy, well, I wouldn't know for sure. But I do know that every generation is formed by the previous generation's reactions to their parents' generation, etc., etc., since time immemorial. We did the best we could with what we had, and if we don't like what we see, I'm not sure we can do much for the next generation anymore. I believe that my kids appreciate that I am still working on my own life, and that gives them encouragement not to give up, whatever else they may think of me. I don't have much to say about the way they live their lives. Of course, they aren't encamped in my basement, either. Meanwhile, I counsel patience and love, of course. Best of luck, Peter" - Ask Peter Tork, July 2010

"Dear Peter, My name is Mary and I’m in tenth grade. I’ve been struggling recently because all of my friends and teachers think that I should have a 'direction' to my life. They tell me that I need to have my future planned out right now. What college am I going to? What career field will I try to get into? I don’t know how to answer any of their questions. Should I know what I want to do with my life even though I’m only fifteen? Thank you, Mary C."

"Dear Mary, 'Should'? I don’t know from should anymore. I once heard someone say 'Don’t "should" on yourself.' I eventually worked it out to where the word 'should' requires the phrase 'in order to.' You 'should' turn left here 'in order to' get to the grocery store. Like that. So, the question becomes, 'in order to'… what? Check out the letter and answer beforehand. Do you know what you want to be when you grow up? No? Well, perhaps a little investigation is in order. When you were little, what did you dream of becoming? Airline pilot? Doctor, nurse, veterinarian or horse trainer? Wonder Woman? Rock star? Newspaper reporter? Or did you imagine that a life of marriage and kids plus a bit of a trade as, say, a hair stylist was heaven on earth? Go back to your early daydreams and see whether any of them still holds a charge. Be careful here: if you don’t know instantly what your dreams were, then it’s possible that you were discouraged from holding on to them. If that’s true, then that discouragement will get in the way of your trying to access those dreams now. Be extremely gentle with yourself, even to the point of sickeningly coddling yourself (for a little while anyway, heheheh). If your childhood dream comes to the fore, you will have all you need to decide whether and where to go to college, or whatever else you may need. One note: it’s wonderful to decide to, say, become a musician, but if “famous musician” is your goal, you may be in for more trouble than you want. If you pursue your dream for what it gives you and let it take you where it will, you will have a pretty cool life almost no matter what. I’m really sure about this. Get back to me if it’s not working out. Best of luck, Peter" - Ask Peter Tork, July 2010

#Peter Tork #Tork quotes #long read #more for the solid Tork advice files #The Monkees #Monkees #<3 #can you queue it

[just-your-average-cryptid]

Task Insurance

So a thing I’ve noticed being around a lot of neurodivergent people and spaces is that a lot of nt people don’t seem to understand why executive dysfunction and lack of motivation makes it so hard to Do Stuff. This is kinda how my brain processes it, so maybe it’ll help other people get it?

Say you have a Task. Doesn’t matter what right now, but it’s there and needs to be done, and it has three basic upfront costs.

Time - 15 minutes, an hour, a week; however long it takes to do The Task

Energy - for however much effort The Task needs

Motivation - to actually start The Task and keep doing it

You can’t skip out on any of these - you have to “pay” all three in full to do The Task. No motivation, you can’t start; no energy, you can’t finish or work at all.

Those costs aren’t equally difficult to pay, however: time can be set aside and planned, energy can usually be mustered or at least scrounged up, but motivation can’t be forced.

For neurotypicals, that motivation cost is covered by NT Insurance in most cases, so the only thing they need to pay “out of pocket” are the time and energy costs. Neurodivergent people don’t have NT Insurance, though, so they have to “pay” all three on their own.

For example. Let’s say the Task is Clean The Bathroom. You’re neurotypical, so your motivation cost is covered already, and you’ve made the time to Clean The Bathroom. You have at least enough energy to do two subtasks (Clean Toilet and Clean Shower) and possibly a third. This’ll be easy!

Now let’s say you’re neurodivergent. You still have the time and energy above, but you’re out of spoons or something similar and just can’t cover the last cost. Welp. No clean bathroom for you, unless it’s so bad that Panic Insurance is paying in full for all three costs.

See, that’s what happens without NT Insurance. If you can’t pay the cost yourself, and that’s often the case, something else has to do it for you. That thing is usually panic. Or deadlines. Or “deadly black mold.” (Most of these are just panic with extra features, tbh.)

Executive dysfunction is like having your motivation funds tapped out, even if your time and energy funds are bursting. You can’t start a Task even if you wanted do, you can’t afford it.

You CAN, however, do a Thing. A Thing is not a Task, it’s not “work.” A Thing might be scrolling through social media, playing a game, going for a walk, anything with low motivation costs that’s enjoyable and/or easy. It’s that sweet quick-return dopamine vs the later return a Task might provide. For some nd people, a Task might not provide any dopamine upon completion, so there’s no reward to work towards. And without that reward, a lot of nd people lose any reason to do said Task.

For NTs, “the satisfaction of a job well done” is so fundamental to their experience that the idea of it not existing for everyone is baffling. They don’t even realize motivation is a cost, because it’s so often covered for them. And so when nd people talk about motivation and executive function issues, they think it’s about being lazy or not trying hard enough.

It’s not.

Lazy is “I could do it now, but I don’t feel like it.” Executive dysfunction is “I could literally do it right now if my brain would just cooperate for once, but instead I’m stuck in stasis mode trying to convince my legs to work.”

So for anyone that needs it: you’re not lazy, and you’re not broken. You just don’t have Task Insurance when everyone expects you to because they do.

(This is not at all an expert pov and kind of written off the cuff, so please correct me if/where I’m wrong 😅)

#it speaks #executive dysfunction #neurodivergent #‘did you write this instead of cleaning your bathroom’ shush

[thesituation]

I've heard the "You're so smart, you just need to apply yourself!" Since I was eleven and I know it was meant as a "I know you can do it!" But to a suicidal mentally disordered kid, it really did feel like a "You have the capacity to do this and yet you choose not to for some reason, why are you so lazy and self centred" add that onto actually being called lazy a lot and yeah i think i get what you mean.

Sorry, I don't mean to be a bother about this, but I'm personally still stuck in self hate largely because of these academic failings(failed highschool lmao) and you've talked about growing out of it and learning to love yourself so I'm wondering if you could share how you were able to or maybe pointers for how to try?

It's really cool how far you've been able to come regarding the will to live and love for yourself, and it's fine if you don't feel like you can share your own journey with it! Just knowing you were able to do it helps.

Hope you have an easier day and have fun chewing on chilchack like a dog toy.

of course! for me it was a combination of a change of scenery (moved from VA to MA) and the realization that i’m not gonna kill myself, so i have to get my act together and make up for lost time. which is what i did, & over the course of a year started taking better care of myself and improving my habits in every way i could handle.. that was when i got a zoloft prescription which gave me the slight kick of motivation i needed to get my shit fully together. i’ve said it before but a lot of it came down to personal accountability, wallowing in self pity does nothing but deepen the hole, but realizing that if you force yourself to do small things to help yourself that you can start the momentum regardless of your energy or motivation levels, changed the game for me. depression festers when you think of yourself as powerless to it! there’s no single answer, but what worked for me was a combination of working on my mindset & my habits, and taking medication to get me further than i could’ve done alone. but the momentum has to come from you, and it has to start small. for me what got the ball rolling was deciding to brush my teeth before bed but it can be anything

#answers

[verdantlyviolet]

hi, i was wondering if maybe you could help / give me some advices ?

i’m a hellenic polytheist but i’m also disabled. because of that, i’m always exhausted, and i have almost no motivation, so i tend not to worship. it’s not good for me, because i feel better when i am connected to the Gods, especially when i have a daily routine. but i started uni in september and i’ve barely been able to do anything because either i’m busy, or my executive dysfunction stops me, or i’m so exhausted and in pain that i get lazy and choose to scroll on my phone in bed instead of honouring the Theoi. i really need to find ways to go back to connecting with them and building kharis, but i don’t know how to build a routine for that, and how to manage to actually do it ?

Firstly, congratulations on starting university! Uni is a huge endeavour and it's important to focus on your studies and do the best you can. That is a priority, and you should not feel guilty or torn over dedicating time to that. Secondly, I want to add that it's not lazy to only do what you're capable of. You said yourself you're in pain and exhausted, I'm not surprised if at the end of the day you are not more active. Our brains need time to decompress just like our bodies, and scrolling on social media is a way to do both.

We are allowed to have hobbies and enjoy them!

Now. Habits. There is a technique called habit stacking which is where you use a current habit or behaviour and build another into that. Do you brush your teeth regularly? You could choose to add pouring out a libation of water to the gods while you brush (you're already at a water source after all). Do you like to sit in the shower and close your eyes, enjoying the water? You could say a quick word of praise or pray to the theoi while you do that ("Glorious theoi, givers of good things, thank you for your abundant blessings" etc.). As you walk to class is there a flowering plant or water feature, something that looks pretty and reminds you of their beauty? When you eat meals, could you portion off a piece first in offering to the gods? When we stop to think, there are a million moments in every day where we could add the gods to our lives, and you only need to pick one or two.

A reminder I needed too: you can ask the theoi for help in times of need. Attending university, you could pray to Athena, maybe Hermes, and/or any other gods relevant to your course. You could also pray to Apollo, Asklepios and Hygeia regarding your disabilities.  This may help with the feeling of connection since it will be relating directly to things you live with every day.

I also want to try a little mindset shift here. Try not to focus so much on the idea that you need to build the habit of devotion, and instead focus on your love for the theoi. From "I have to find more time for this" to "I want to show them my appreciation." It's a small thing, but the stress of 'I have to I have to' really sucks out the joy. You are already accomplishing so much and should be proud of that, don’t be hard on yourself for one thing you’re not doing.

I hope my babble helped in some way. I encourage people to reblog or reply in the comments with any thoughts!

#Asks #anon #I approached this from a more practical point of view than focussing on recon or calendars etc.

[mannaima]

also anything abt eddie munson forcing u to do anal. any thing

Hi! It’s been a while since I posted lol, havent had motivation….

but like, holy shit this is hot. A little thirst for u…..

TW NONCON! (I’m sorry I didn’t put it before, I swore I put it but i guess I forgot since it was 1 am when I wrote this ;c )

It’s the big Halloween party, the one everyone always looks forward to. You weren’t unpopular, but you weren’t a total social butterfly either, so you were a wallflower for the entire party, despite a few people trying to get you to dance. Your black dress clung to you, your hair sporting two cat ears on top. It was a lazy costume, but much better than a serious costume that wasn’t appropriate party attire. The atmosphere was lively, yet you swirled your red solo up, watching your reflection in the dark alcoholic concoction stare back at you.

“Hey. You look lonely.” A familiar smell of weed filled your senses before you even got a chance to look at the person approaching you. Your head turned, and you saw a slightly familiar face. Eddie Munson, who despite being the schools freak, always made an appearance at these parties. It didn’t take an idiot to figure out why, who else can bring the amount of weed he does?

“I think I’m fine. It’s enjoyable to see these idiots fall over and stumble to the music.” He let out a laugh, and his hand rested on your bare shoulder.

“Well, why aren’t you up there with the other idiots doing the same?”

“I think it’s better to watch, I don’t wanna wake up with bruises all over my legs.”

“Well, would you rather have them on your neck?” Your eyes glanced at him, facing your attention away from the “dance floor” and to the man giving you attention. He wore a small smirk, barely visible in the darkness. You blushes heavily, and hoped he wouldn’t see it.

“U-Uhm, I don’t-“

“Sorry. Didn’t mean to be so frank. You’re just such a pretty girl. Id love to get to know you more.” He smiled and leaned closer to you, mouth directly on your ear, body heat entrapping you both.

“You know, one of the rooms upstairs is empty still.” His implications made your knees weak, and the butterflies already brewing in your stomach began to rumble. His face was looking at you, expecting your answer, but the words couldn’t quite reach your lips. You opted to nod instead.

His hand grabbed yours, your body feeling like you were floating as you walked up the stairs. He was correct, there was an empty room. He made sure to lock the door as you sat on edge of the bed, awaiting him to come to you. He towered over you, hand against your chin while he looked down on you. Your skin felt hot once again, the look in his eyes making you squirm.

He leant down to kiss you, your body tension slowly relaxing while he pinned you down on the mattress. Your heart was racing, you had never felt such a way in your life. His tongue was moving with yours, drool falling off the side of your face. You felt so hot, his hands groping your breasts and hips. You felt nothing but pure bliss and pleasure in that moment.

“Is it ok if I?” He didn’t finish his sentence, but his implications were clear, with his hands on your waistband of your panties, dress bunched up at your waist. You nodded, brain too fuzzy off of the pleasure high you were experiencing, you only wanted more.

Maybe it was the drink, or maybe just pure bliss you were experiencing, because it only seemed like seconds that Eddie’s pants were off and his cock was out. It was pink and it looked like it was drooling, along with the occasional jump from sensitivity.

“You look so beautiful. Are you ready?” You nodded, pussy clenching around nothing. You forgot about condoms, you had no other care in the moment except to feel his hard cock in your-

“Wait. Eddie that’s the wrong hole.” His tip was pressed up against your asshole, pushing, which was hard to do without any lubricant. He continued, hips pushing further into the tight hole.

“Eddie. W-wait that hurts. That’s not the right hole!” Maybe he didn’t hear you, you spoke louder, but you began to realize he just didn’t care, as he kept pushing further. The tip was fully in at this point, your face contorting due to burning pain. Your body squirming against his, your hands pushing against his chest.

“Eddie! Stop it! That hurts!” His hand clasped over your mouth, pushing it hard, making your skull sink into the bed. You winced, eyes welling up with tears.

“I’m in the right hole, just shut up and take it.” He pushed further, making you gasp and cry out, obviously muffled by his large hand digging into your face. He wouldn’t stop pushing, it felt like years before he bottomed out. He was groaning lowly, like he was relishing in the pleasure of his cock and of seeing you in pain. You shook your head no, tears now streaming down your face.

“Now don’t scream.” His hand remained on your mouth, but his hips retracted and pushed back into your asshole, causing a large shock of pain to hit your lower body. You screamed as loud as you could into his hand, but he didn’t care at all, in fact, he smiled at your response. The pain was unbearable, yet he continued his thrusts inside of you.

“You’re clenching around me so hard, it’s almost like you enjoy this.” You shook your head, wanting to throw up from the treatment. You begged him to stop, but his hand was pushing up against your mouth so hard, it was incomprehensible. His hips continued at a faster pace, you were sure there was blood at this point, you just waited for him to finally finish.

His hips began to slow down, eyes shutting and mouth opening to let out a groan as he gave one more hard thrust. His cum began to shoot inside you, his grip on your mouth finally loosening as he groaned and moaned, letting out a “ffffucckkkkk.” You felt sick knowing his cum was inside of you, even sicker knowing that this entire thing just happened. It hit you like a ton of bricks that it all occurred, you wanted so desperately for it to be a big dream.

“Thanks for not fighting too much, I enjoyed myself way too much. For your troubles, madam.” His hand was reached out to your laying body, sweaty and messy. You looked at it, almost pathetically.

A rolled joint. You looked up at him, a goofy smile on his face. You wanted to shoot his face off and rip his throat out, but all you did was nod and stare into the distance.

If you didn’t already like parties before, you sure as hell never wanted to go to another one again.

#eddie munson #eddie munson x reader #tw noncon #dark eddie munson x reader #stranger things #dark! eddie munson x reader #eddie munson smut

[ayleeyunn]

ANYWAYS the hcs as I ‘promised’ or whatever it’s mostly just, ok I lied *all* Noah related however I plan to do one for Cody in the future (also! I have a lot more hcs for him I just can’t be bothered to write so much)

Noah only

- hates PDA

•affection with actions rather than words

- aromantic(?) androsexual

- he’s gay!! MLM!! Woo!!

- indie music, probably sort of emo(?) (this is a joke) or just not-happy music lol probsbly indifferent

(Bands I think he’d enjoy)

• sipper

• re6ce

• vansire

• dolorous

- self monologues in his head a looot

- lack of filter, does NOT understand social cues (he doesn’t understand masking nor does he care)

- not actually ‘lazy’ just has autism, spiraling the lack of motivation (I won’t get into psychology buttt hear me out on this one)

^ adding onto this maybe he didn’t actually want to go, and was forced to which made the lack of motivation 100x worse and probably was happy he got kicked off early LOL

- REALLY into math and science

• biology?

• psychics?

• biochemistry?

• logic?

• matrix??

• all of the above???

- excessively focused on his flaws

- extremely picky about his foods

• savory over sweet

• hates crunchy foods, or anything hard (imagine chips being the hardness scale!)

• comfort food is brown rice with some masala chaasa or black coffee ^_^

• so I’m thinking usually bland/plain/savory foods with interesting/bitter drinks(?)

- the books he’s always reading at all science related! Though he wouldn’t mind one bit indulging in science fiction a time or two

• honestly now that I think about it he would probably be into doctor who or better yet superwholock 💀💀

• probably specifically the older series, but he would have an extreme fondness to the 9th doctor due to his sarcastic nature

- doesn’t have a favorite color but he wears the color red specifically because he thinks it looks nice on him

- definetely the type to write silly notes about his significant other about their likes and distastes

#Noah total drama #total drama

[freesia-writes]

There has been a distinct theme on my dash today, and I wanted to make a separate post about it cause it applies to all fandoms and all writing in general.

PLEASE forgive anything that may come across insensitively; I’m using quote marks for words I don’t necessarily agree with but don’t know what else to use, and if my loving intent is blurred by any poor wording choices, feel free to call it out. 💕

Something amazing happens when a story is written through the eyes of a main character who experiences life through significantly different lenses than the prominently portrayed experience in media (white, cis, comfortable financially, hetero, neurotypical, etc etc), and I think it’s even more impactful when the story isn’t *about* the “differences”. A number of wonderful things occur here:

People who usually don’t feel represented or can’t relate to most media are given the chance to feel what “mainstream” viewers experience.

People who share traits with the main character don’t feel so alone.

People who don’t relate or share the experience can begin to understand it in a new way, more so than just “learning” about it.

I think it also can slip past the biases we all hold — my 67yo white dad isn’t going to read a book featuring a main character with anxiety and panic attacks if the book is something like “How to Have Empathy for Mental Struggles”, but when it’s this real, fleshed-out person and you’re hearing the experience through their eyes in the context of an awesome plot… It gets in there. ;)

It also provides such a rich opportunity to expand our understanding beyond our default egocentrism, in ways we might not seek out intentionally, and it can really open our eyes to social issues more than traditional activism, I think. Why?

Not everyone has felt the suffocating weight of depression, not as “just sadness” but as complete emptiness that makes you just want to sleep so life can pass by a little faster.

Not everyone experiences a racing mind, elevated nervous system, and feeling of being taken over by something other than “you” to the point where daily tasks are overwhelming.

Not everyone can relate to being unable to fall asleep because the waistband of your pants is too thick and is right across your hip bone and you sleep on your stomach and it drives you crazy if you can’t get it just right.

Not everyone can relate to feeling terrified to the core when your dad gets pulled over by the cops and you’re so worried that you want to vomit in the back seat.

Not everyone has lived with a disconcerting sense of not feeling at home in their own body, and are overloaded with all the voices screaming 8 million different things of what they “should” be or feel or do.

Not everyone has been accused of being lazy, inconsiderate, or undisciplined when they’re actually as well-meaning and loving as could be, but their brain works differently and sometimes time just gets away from them.

These are just a few examples, and maybe I’m way late to the game here and y’all are like… DUH. 😂🙈 But I was just so delighted with this new fic, where the reader is autistic, anxious, etc, that it sent me on a thought trail.

The main reason I wanted to lay it out is to encourage all you writers out there who LIVE these realities to bring them into your characters instead of trying to mainstream your stories so they’ll reach a wider audience or whatever your motive may be. We NEED to hear amazing fanfics and original works from experiences that are wildly different than our own. It will expand our understanding, increase our empathy, and hopefully bring more unity instead of all the arguing and clamoring to be heard.

But, as always, I’m just another idiot on the internet so take it with a grain of salt. 😉

xoxo

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[lulu2992]

After listening to this song on repeat and/or having it regularly stuck in my head these past few weeks, I’ve finally seen Wish!

I had read many reviews that said the movie was bland because it lacked originality, and while I understand this point of view, in a way... I think it was intentional.

The film was released for Walt Disney Animation Studios’ 100th Anniversary and is full of more or less obvious references to other Disney movies, whether it’s a well-known character name that’s mentioned, someone directly quoting another film, or even just a background, object, gesture, or scene composition that, for some reason, feels familiar. The fact that all those “Easter eggs”, which could have been very annoying but, in my opinion, manage to remain fun (not really in a self-mocking way as Enchanted did, though), exist, combined with the images that appear during the end credits and the scene that follows (yes, there is a post-credits scene), make me say the goal was to make the “Disneyest Disney movie”.

Wish is not lazy, it’s a celebration.

It’s still its own film with its own story, but it’s first and foremost a tribute to Walt Disney Animation Studios, all the movies they’ve released over the years, and the now iconic (some might say overused) concepts of “wishing upon a star” and hoping your “dreams come true”. At one point, there’s also a flip book (with a time chart!), and I see this as a nod to traditional animation, as well as an homage to the original “magic makers”: animators in general.

So yes, it’s unoriginal and maybe not the most memorable Disney film. As you would expect, it opens on a storybook, takes place in a fictional kingdom, features a heroine who has an animal sidekick and a dead parent, and she has to fight against a charismatic villain who uses green magic. I would describe Wish as a quintessential Disney movie, and while it may not be groundbreaking, it’s still cute, pretty, and entertaining. The characters are good and, even when they don’t have a lot of screen time, have distinct personalities. I’m thinking in particular of Asha’s friends who, as I’ve just realized writing this, must be a reference to the Seven Dwarves (even their initials match)... There also are many songs, of course, as they are yet another trademark of Disney movies. Special mention to “This Is The Thanks I Get?!” because I thought it was quite catchy and the most original!

Speaking of King Magnifico, he really is a great character and “classic” Disney villain, and it feels like we hadn’t seen that in a while. That said, [spoilers]…

...I was a bit disappointed they introduced his tragic backstory (without fully explaining what exactly happened, by the way) and then didn’t really do anything with it at the end. Sure, it humanizes him, gives him depth, and explains why he’s unhealthily obsessed with being in control, and I agree that not all villains need or deserve a full redemption arc, but… I don’t know, since they mention the fact his family died and that the fear of loss is what motivates him (at least at the beginning), I expected that to play a bigger role in the story, and especially in its conclusion. I’m not saying he should have been redeemed because I don’t know if it would have worked in that story anyway, but taking into account his past, the fact they mention it several times, and what they (Disney) have been doing with many of their villains lately, I simply thought it was likely to happen. Maybe King Magnifico didn’t necessarily “deserve better” as a person because he does become “evil”, to the point that even Queen Amaya, his wife, eventually turns her back on him despite their seemingly sincere connection, but as a character, I’m inclined to say he did…

Oh well, at least he has the coolest villain song!

Also, knowing my love for charismatic antagonists with a tragic backstory, maybe it’s best for me that they didn’t explore that further and just let him apparently irremediably lose himself. Had they decided to “save” him, even partially, or give the audience more reasons to feel sorry for him, I fear I could really have spiraled out of control :’)

#anyway yes it’s déjà vu but I believe it was the point and they managed to do that in a cute and not-so-annoying way #and as a fan of hand-drawn animation the time chart made me smile :) #it really was a touching detail #wish #asha #king magnifico #​I really dodged a bullet with this one didn’t I? :’) #queen amaya #disney wish #in comparison I thought ralph breaks the internet had too many and too obvious references #the movie wasn’t bad but it was centered around and almost overshadowed by them #in wish they’re still clear (I’ve probably missed a few though) but in my opinion they don’t take over the film #walt disney #disney #I saw it in french by the way and the actors did very good #lambert wilson outdid himself #and océane demontis has a great voice

[showtoonzfan]

https://twitter.com/jigokuhana89/status/1557898024478822400?s=21&t=gpqjkLfu33LYDNFELADk4w

So….yeah, the fact that Rae now officially works on the show makes this comment even more insulting and aggravating to me. For starters, seems like a fan during that cast signing live stream asked about why Stolas seemed so happy and unapologetic when he first cheated, to time later being more nervous and almost a tad guilty about the subject in Loo Loo Land, and Viv needed to explain, somehow pissing Rae off so much. For someone who now works on the show, not only is this comment disrespectful and unprofessional as all HELL, like….maybe instead of blaming the fan base, blame the shitty writing, but gee…..I’m so SORRY that the writing itself is so confusing, hollow, and inconsistent 24/7 that I have to ask questions from time to time. ANYTHING but THAT! Maybe next time instead of getting so damn angry, work on a better script that isn’t purely fan fiction and fan service that actually ADDS up to what we’ve seen in the show before. Also…“context clues”? What fucking context clues??? In Loo Loo land, they gave a hint that Stolas and Stella never argued a lot in their younger years, implying that they were close or at least on better terms. Stolas on the subject of Stella and the cheating seemed nervous, unsure of how to put into words the situation, but there was a sense that he knew what he did was wrong, he just didn’t want to admit it or confront it. However, The Circus just states that Stella was a bitch from birth and never liked him, the two not getting along at all, so all that uncertainty and wallow guilt from Loo Loo Land is just erased here! Stolas is suddenly happy as all hell that he cheated, and mentions the divorce, yet years later, Viv pulls some bs and says “oh well he never got her to agree with it”- and I’m just……then what was the point of that scene where he laughs in triumph? What was the point of those two scenes in Loo Loo Land where he seems upset that he upset her, and has a difficult time explaining to Octavia? And what motivation? Stolas’s motivation seems to just be “I want to avoid all these issues with my wife and just use Blitzy as an escape tool”- and Stella’s motivation is fucking all over the place. You establish that she doesn’t like being married to Stolas one bit, doesn’t like him at all and despises him, yet for some reason didn’t want to divorce him after she found out about the cheating? The same cheating that made her so mad enough to hire a hitman to kill him??? And then fans will pull some bs and go “oh it’s a matter of pride, she doesn’t like him but she doesn’t want to be disrespected and used”- and I’m sorry if that’s true then that’s just….lazy writing. Seems more like she’s doing all of this because she’s a petty bitch and nothing else, the villain that needs to be oh so bad so we can feel bad for a Stolas. And didn’t Viv admit that she wrote season 2 BEFORE some of season 1? Because it fucking shows, the writing is all over the place and a train wreck, yet according to Rae it’s not the writing, it’s just that we’re not able to pick up on certain things and need to be “spoon fed” character motivations and clues.

#vivziepop critical #spindlehorse critical #anti vivziepop #hazbin hotel critical #helluva boss critical #helluva boss #rant #helluva boss Stolas #helluva boss Stella #vivienne medrano #helluva boss critique #helluva boss season 2

[shelbygraces]

How do you motivate yourself to get out of bed every morning I find it just seems to be getting harder.

ngl some days i only get up because i have to feed my cat. having a little critter to care for makes me care for myself even on days when it’s really hard. but without a little critter, i’d suggest finding something that you really enjoy, you get to do that for an hour before anything else happens in your day. if you work a normal people job, maybe you don’t have that kind of extra time, incorporate something you enjoy into your routine while you get ready. i watch netflix while i do my makeup and i do my makeup slowly, it’s like therapy for me. i always put on a full outfit cause it makes me feel good and motivated and even if i do nothing else that day, i don’t feel lazy. (but some days are sweatpants days of course). maybe i’ll start a needle felt project. maybe you can read a book. i like to have something i’m excited to continue the next day. and some mornings i’ll just sit with my coffee on the floor with my cat. but that hour is mine and it brings me peace

[thetriggeredhappy]

Was wondering, over here -- what's your favorite type of Scout characterization(s)? I've been in this fandom for almost a decade, and (imo) everyone's got a slightly different spin on him, ranging from "category 5 annoyance, cartoonishly egocentric" to "earnest but afflicted with Early 20s Brain" to anything anywhere in between or beyond that. Got any specific hallmarks you're fond of? Stuff you tend to disregard?

hrmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm

alright so naturally i’m always the type to drift towards characters who, even as you’re reading them, you can kinda see the lenticular way they can be interpreted. you can tell by the author’s tone how the character interprets themselves, and how they’re interpreted by the viewer, and how they’re interpreted by whoever they’re talking to—three-dimensional, in shortform. with grey areas. sort of taking them outside of their trope and giving them the leeway of, at times, even assuming that the media itself is biased regarding them.

which is how i approach tf2, as well—the medium they exist in is, by virtue of being an absurdist comedy, an unreliable narrator.

so when you posit the stances “scout is like if gaston was wicked annoying and 150 pounds max but didn’t notice” vs “earnest, flawed early 20s dude without a ton of perspective on his life”, as if they’re two ends of the spectrum, my answer is, they don’t have to be.

i’m not a huge stickler on interpretations of characters, to be honest, but i do have a few icks with some interpretations of scout. any interpretation that implies he’s one of those dudes who says things for shock value or for a reaction really irritate me, mostly because there’s nothing in the text of canon that would even remotely imply that. scout wouldn’t say some weird shit about a girl going to make him a sandwich or whatever, he’d draw a picture of spy getting hit by a car and then hand it to spy because they don’t get along. giving scout these weird greasy traits just because at a glance you might characterize him that way in the netflix live-action remake, it just comes across as like. like maybe you don’t know what you’re talking about actually. like, the cheapest easiest possible characterization. the wish dot com characterization.

and i know it might seem a little bit like the pot and kettle on this one since i do take such heavy liberties with the characters, but here’s the thing—my argument isn’t that changing the characters in your fanwork is Bad. that’s all fanwork. that’s all interpretation. my argument is that making tf2 characters weirdly bigoted and filling in weird shock value stuff for no reason is fuckin’ lazy.

it’s much harder, and much more vulnerable, and takes way more time and effort, to try to write these characters with good jokes, or with human personalities, or with actual motivations and thought into their behavior, etc etc. and going “scout says [insert alphabetical list of homophobic slurs], because it’s the 70s lol they hate gay ppl” just tells me you’re not capable of writing well.

that’s not to say i even want scout to necessarily be a good person. i think it’s actually kind of funny that he decided to like, learn manners and etiquette and put on a prom for miss pauling, because having a dude who kills people for money do some cute shit like that is weirdly sweet, in a roundabout way. i think the canon of the text would imply that scout tf2 is kind of a sweet dude. but like, y’know. obviously nobody on the team is mentally or emotionally well. mentally and emotionally sound people don’t die and murder for money. writing scout as particularly egocentric, overly concerned with his own life (either in an anxious way or a narcissistic way), loud mouthed, temperamental, a sore loser, unsportsmanlike, those are all takes i’ve seen that have been really interesting spins of his character.

my favorite traits in him are probably things like him being a hugely impulsive talker, way exaggerative of positive emotions (like whenever he or someone else does some cool shit), maybe a little overdramatic and whiny about the small things, him being dude who will see his friend punch someone across the bar and will sprint over to punch them too, a real ride-or-die guy, kinda stubborn. maybe a little catty sometimes, earnest in a weirdly brave sort of way, clumsy or bad luck or both. dude with a weirdly nonexistent sense of shame or embarrassment except about, like, if he finds out he was wearing his shirt backwards when talking to Miss Pauling or something silly like that. and not even necessarily all of these at once! i just like these characterizations in general, and scout tends to get these ones.

this went on longer than i meant it to, sorry. anyways. scout teamfortress my beloathed

#shut up me #everybody talks #i don’t necessarily disagree with more villainous horror-esque content with him. i just don’t personally enjoy the genre