If you’re having a bad day, watch this
Anyone else have this like weird anxiety about people questioning your actions? So much so that even when you’re just doing completely innocuous and normal things that nobody would ever ask you about or even take note of, you imagine having to explain and justify why you’re doing it to someone else?
You are a supervillain with the power of giving life. You wish to conquer the world. Only two problems - a superhero who always manages to stop your plans, and the fact that they have power of death.
Anyone else relate to these ace moods?
1) thinking you just have really high standards
2) thinking you have a very specific type which you haven’t found yet
3) thinking other people are joking
4) not realizing the song was about sex
5) thinking movies and tv are over dramatizing it
6) thinking movie and tv is accurate but like how???
7) not knowing which one it is
8) wondering when you’ll turn out to be gay
That’s what careless words do. They make people love you a little less.
Arundhati Roy (via infj-misc)
I took my meds too close to bedtime again and I need you all to know the dream I had last night involved Robin Williams becoming the new Defense Against The Dark Arts teacher at Hogwarts. Not, a character portrayed by Robin Williams, just Robin Williams as himself running around Hogwarts doing wandless magic and being as loud and big as possible because and I quote before I forget:
“Listen, children, I’m not saying all this bad shit that is happening isn’t scary and you shouldn’t be concerned–because you should!–but I’m telling you this now for free. Life is a boggart, it’s the biggest boggart of them all. You never know what it’s going to look like one moment to the next. And sometimes you just gotta laugh. It’s okay to laugh. It’s part of the grieving process. You need to grieve before you can heal. But it’s okay to laugh while you’re doing it.”
I didn’t wake up right after that, some more stuff happened in a hazy sort of way as the dream began to dissolve into conciousness, but I remember him yelling Expecto Patronum as he punched a Death Eater in the face. Because sometimes, evidently, you have to make your own happy memories.
do you think peter would be able to lift mjolnir? bc since I've left the cinemas all I can think is homecoming!peter is 100% worthy. and he probably stands there dumbstruck w tears in his eyes realising that he is worthy, OR doesn't have a clue about it and just picks up the hammer one day like 'whoa this is so cool what's it made out of?' while the other avengers lose. their. shit.
Peter soooooooo would, no one is worthier than Peter Parker. Like honestly he probably does just pick it up like “hey cool thor is this your hammer” and he’s SO WORTHY that it’s nothing and he’s like “lmao you guys said this was super heavy? you’re all lame this is light as fuck” and they’re like PETER and then yeah he gets emotional and he’s like “i’m obviously ALLERGIC to mjolnir anyway I’m going to BED” and wipes at his eyes when he’s turned away from them and they’re all too confused and baffled to realize that he also carried it away with him, probably to send a snapchat of him holding it to Ned
the thing is, somebody cares. i know your best friend seems really busy all the time and is shit at texting but she still loves you and she talks to you more than she talks to anyone else and you’re the only breath of calm she has on this planet. the boy in your science class loves seeing what music you’re listening to on your headphones - he has the same taste and wishes he had the nerve to ask you about it. your english teacher loves the insight you have on your papers. somebody cares. the person who lives down the street from you notices when you are sick because they don’t see you stomping your way to the schoolbus - it’s how they know it’s time to get their breakfast ready. somebody is looking for you at the party, even if they don’t know they’re really looking for you - but when you don’t show up, some part of them is disappointed. somebody is looking for you in the library, in the spot where you eat lunch, in front of that one step you always seem to trip on. i know your parents are a complicated mess and there’s drama between your friends and your love life is sort of shaped like a constant question and everybody seems all caught up in their own lives and their own happiness and nobody really notices: but somebody always does. every face in your dreams is someone you have met, and that means that you are in a million’s stranger’s heads. they see you when they go to bed. and somebody cares. somebody still thinks about you even though you were just a person with a nice outfit or good eyeliner or a great smile or because you were having one of those moments that are so charmingly human in nature or because they regret not asking if you needed help when you fell or because they wonder what you were thinking about or drawing or writing or just because you’re alive, and that makes you fascinating. somebody cares. when you were on break from work and saw a dog hanging his head out of the car and suddenly broke into a smile: there was a girl in the back of that car, and I was her, and I still think about you, and i hope you get more chances to smile like that. and there is you, sitting here reading this, and by some small extension, meeting me, and i am telling you, I care. somebody always does. i promise. i promise. you are loved.
DOCTOR STRANGE - HITTING US THEATRES NOVEMBER 4TH!
Luther: “I have hair on my shoulders now. I don’t even have a joke for that, that’s how much I hate that shit.”
Diego: “Who’s that? Who are you? Whats that? What’s that over there? Don’t do that!”
Allison: “Get the fuck out of here with your technicalities. Just ’cause you’re accurate does not mean you’re interesting.”
Klaus: “I started when I was 13 years old because I stole 2 cigarettes from my older sister and I hid them in a shoebox under my bed with a copy of Cosmopolitan magazine.”
Number Five: “One black coffee”
Ben: “Just too anxious for a lot of things, I get nervous all the time, not even about like major life things, just about like everyday situations.”
Vanya: “My friend was telling me that his dad used to beat him with a belt and that’s just the setup to my story, so… forget about that poor son of a bitch”
Part of being aroace is living in the shadow of romantic relationships. Living with this tiny, constant fear that one day everyone will care about someone alse and you will be secondary. That romantic relationships will gradually become more important to the people you care about until all of a sudden you’ll be alone. That people will never value platonic relationships as you do. A small, scary part of the aroace experience is the fear of slowly losing everyone you love.