thinking about how we fear being treated the worst ways we've treated others; thinking about reid being terrified of being sick & committed like his mum; thinking about 'admitting his mother' being the sin his brain gave him to confess to in 'revelations'
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“The richest love is that which submits to the arbitration of time."
When fans are hoping this is either about Penelope and Luke or Emily and JJ and it's going to be about Jill and Rossi when NO ONE asked for this (I seem to remember we specifically asked for it not to be a thing) and Rossi does not need any more wives or screen time...
Memes (with 17x08 spoilers) to cope with the situation:
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nearly cried today in class cause i could NOT understand what the teacher was telling me. and another student who is super nice tried to explain too and showed me but after some time i said "ok clearly i will not understand cause i am missing some knowledge that i need to understand, so let's carry on i don't want to block the session" but god i was so frustrated
and a bit angry (in a "i feel attacked so i will be angry as a attack-defense) cause there is no reason for us to need to learn that yet it's literally our SECOND CLASS EVER and the ones who have been here for a year (we're beginner class but with truly beginners and year+1 beginners) said they did not learn that last year, with the other teacher, before a while.
we're alternating between two different teacher, and the second one (the one of today) is nice but there was no structure to the class / it was a bit all over the place in the "we don't know if we're supposed to play together or everybody work on their thing" and "we spoke for nearly 10mn about something that could be said in 1mn when we have only 45mn of class (ok to be faire we went over so we did get 1h) and. personally i need a lot of structure for this kind of things to feel like i can go forward / have little goals. i want things to be incremental so i do not loose motivation
i hope it will get better on that side (structure) or i will feel as if we only have two structured / "get forward" class each month instead of four wich would annoy me
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Headcanons & Musing
After finding out that Maggie joined the X-Men Hank wasn't very happy. To be exact he was angry. This was never something he wanted for his own child. And when he found out it had been Scott Summers and Charles Xavier who had recruited her for the team he was even more mad.
Especially because no one had told him before. He found out during a mission after Maggie arrived at the battlefield. He had to do his best not to lose his calm at this moment. But he was furious and everyone knew it and no one said anything.
What made this even worse is the fact, that Maggie herself doesn't want to fight anymore. That's what she told her father many times how tired she is of running and fighting, how much she hates it. She told him all she want to do is to sit at home in peace. To watch movies, listen to music, play games. To just be a kid, something she couldn't be for such a long time.
But she can't say no, she can't look away and pretend she doesn't know. If someone calls her for help and to fight she will drop everything and get there as fast as she can.
No matter how hard she tries to leave the fight, the fight never leaves her. And she knows that. They know it too and still they chose her, drafted her for their fight. And what makes it even worse for Hank he knows it too.
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guy who's entire life has been consumed by his fanfic for the last year, desperately trying to stop finding ways to relate literally everything to the fic:
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I don't know how to put it into words very well but the current narrative of "girls who say they're 'not like other girls' just have internalized misogyny and think they're better than others" has been driving me insane... when i was younger i just felt so othered and i wasn't some evil misogynist.. i was mostly sad & confused and genuinely couldn't relate to any "other girls"
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Something watches my soul
Something lingers in the cold
Something curls up in the corners
And peeks from between the folds
Everything heckles my haunts
Everything jostles my jaunts
Everything casts a shadow
That cackles, and croons, and taunts
Nothing remains untouched
Nothing changes all that much
Nothing even prinkles the silence
That sutures a bygone grudge
Let Go. Be Happy.
Life Always Goes On.
⁃ Akanksha Gupta
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when it' summer and 35° and everyone seems to be on a perfect summer vacation but your holidays are over and you have to come into work everyday with no home office days because all your colleagues are also on their paradise trip and you're constantly hot and sweaty and feeling gross and you have sensory issues to begin with so you feel like screaming at the top of your lungs all the time but you can't because YOU'RE AT WORK and got shit to do 🤡🤡🤡
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