#in your twenties

[sunscreenstudies]

to all those who fear they're wasting their twenties...

“It’s taboo to admit that you’re lonely. You can make jokes about it, of course. You can tell people that you spend most of your time with Netflix or that you haven’t left the house today and you might not even go outside tomorrow. Ha ha, funny. But rarely do you ever tell people about the true depths of your loneliness, about how you feel more and more alienated from your friends each passing day and you’re not sure how to fix it. It seems like everyone is just better at living than you are. A part of you knew this was going to happen. Growing up, you just had this feeling that you wouldn’t transition well to adult life, that you’d fall right through the cracks. And look at you now. La di da, it’s happening.

Your mother, your father, your grandparents: they all look at you like you’re some prized jewel and they tell you over and over again just how lucky you are to be young and have your whole life ahead of you. “Getting old ain’t for sissies,” your father tells you wearily. You wish they’d stop saying these things to you because all it does is fill you with guilt and panic. All it does is remind you of how much you’re not taking advantage of your youth. You want to kiss all kinds of different people, you want to wake up in a stranger’s bed maybe once or twice just to see if it feels good to feel nothing, you want to have a group of friends that feels like a tribe, a bonafide family. You want to go from one place to the next constantly and have your weekends feel like one long epic day. You want to dance to stupid music in your stupid room and have a nice job that doesn’t get in the way of living your life too much. You want to be less scared, less anxious, and more willing. Because if you’re closed off now, you can only imagine what you’ll be like later. Every day you vow to change some aspect of your life and every day you fail. At this point, you’re starting to question your own power as a human being. As of right now, your fears have you beat. They’re the ones that are holding your twenties hostage. Stop thinking that everyone is having more sex than you, that everyone has more friends than you, that everyone out is having more fun than you. Not because it’s not true (it might be!) but because that kind of thinking leaves you frozen. You’ve already spent enough time feeling like you’re stuck, like you’re watching your life fall through you like a fast dissolve and you’re unable to hold on to anything. I don’t know if you ever get better. I don’t know if a person can just wake up one day and decide to be an active participant in their life. I’d like to think so. I’d like to think that people get better each and every day but that’s not really true. People get worse and it’s their stories that end up getting forgotten because we can’t stand an unhappy ending. The sick have to get better. Our normalcy depends upon it. You have to value yourself. You have to want great things for your life. This sort of shit doesn’t happen overnight but it can and will happen if you want it. Do you want it bad enough? Does the fear of being filled with regret in your thirties trump your fear of living today? We shall see.” - Ryan O'Connell

[enchanted--realm]

It's just me and my emotional support playlist against the world

[1eos]

the glorification of your 20s and fear of anything else has got to stop. mainly bc your 20s is quite literally the worst decade of your life the idea that ppl think you peak at 25 has me so sad for them

[liorlen]

gale origin playthru from astarion’s pov or smth like that

[aworsening]

Sinking friendships

i. The Ultracheese - Arctic Monkeys / ii. Unknown / iii. Brooklyn Bridge to Chorus - The Strokes / iv. How to Save a Life - The Fray / v. @archbudzar / vi. Where Did the Party Go? - Fall Out Boy / vii. True Believer - Nicholas Sparks / viii. Tiffany Blews - Fall Out Boy

[were-wolverine]

peter parker: hi i’m peter and this is my boyfriend wade, wade’s boyfriend logan, logan’s boyfriend scott, and scott & logan’s girlfriend jean

[gayeddieagenda]

eddie diaz is such a special kind of tragedy for real... picture this. you're fourteen. if you were gay, it would ruin your life. but you're not gay. you meet a girl you like. you make it thru high school. you're seventeen and the girl you like goes to prom with you. things are going great. you're 19 (20? older?) and she's pregnant. okay, that's fine. you can figure it out. you're getting married. you're leaving the country in a uniform. it's fine. if you'd been gay when you were fourteen, it would've ruined your life. that's still true. if your life isn't going so hot right now either, well, that's fine. it's no big deal. so you go to war. you have a kid. you call your wife, sometimes. you come up with plans to deal with it all. you go back to the army. you get shot; you go home. your wife leaves. the plans are not going how you expected. that's okay too; you can make new plans. your life isn't ruined, not yet. you go to los angeles; you find a family bigger than just you and your kid. you start over, not once but again and again. the old traumas play again: shannon leaves. you get shot. your son is here; your son is gone. when you were fourteen, it would've ruined your life. you like your life. it's come close to being ruined a few times now, but you've made it through. you're happy. right? you have everything you need.

picture this: you're fourteen. your life would be ruined if you were gay. you've never been so sure of anything in your life. how much of your life has been built because of the things you were sure of when you were fourteen? you're not fourteen anymore. the things you were scared of back then, you keep looking for them and you aren't finding them. what are you still scared of? you're not fourteen, eddie. what are you scared of?

[letsplaythermalnuclearwar]

Homer!Odysseus and Epic!Odysseus would try to kill each other if they ever met

[willowser]

HMMMMM bakugou being just. the absolute picture of sin.

he works overnight and comes home early in the morning, around 3 or 4 am or so, and you greet him and give him a kissy and ask how it all went. and even though it's still dark outside and he's been working for twelve hours—he's still coming off patrol, right ? so he's still got some energy left, and he eats something and takes a shower and winds down as you fall back to sleep.

and it's not until much later in the day that he wakes up, early afternoon, and you're kind of tiptoeing around so that he can get his much-needed rest. you slip into the closet of your bedroom for something and you think you're gonna get in and out without a sound, but his hearing is so attuned to just about anything and everything at this point.

so rough and raspy, he grunts out, "what're y'lookin' for?" and you whip around real fast and he's just—

half sitting up in bed, bare back leaning against the headboard. an arm behind his head, so that his bicep is tense and round and stone-solid. stretched like that, his obliques are more prominent, taut and rippling up the side of his ribcage. he must have gotten hot while passed out, as he usually does, because the comforter is all askew; one of his legs is bent, the fine hair a dark gold in the waning day; the other is hanging off the bed, lightly swinging as he watches you, and the blanket has come down enough that you can see the bulge of his thigh muscles beneath his stupid tiny black boxer briefs.

and he's just so. man. in every single way.

(his hair is flat on one side, too, and his eyes are still a little puffy from sleep—but you think that adds to it, all in all)

[f0linasahl0]

it's me. im girls

[fuckyour20s]

joseph awuah-darko

[wizard-legs]

Imagine, if you will, my horror during the naming of the year, halfway through sketching up a bunch of fungalores, hearing the brothers propose banning fanart of fungalore… luckily the horror lasted about 30 seconds as they elected as a council that fanart of the deity of the year would be permitted. Audible sigh of relief

[nemotakeit]

mad props to josh for defending the best songs on the album from tyler joseph who apparently has ass taste in music

[demaparbat-hp]

Want to know what I believe, it's right here

Dig a little deeper and it's crystal clear.

Clear by Twenty One Pilots

[the-littlest-laney]

your honor they’re all i think about

[15-lizards]

Modern AU Bramie worst couple on gods green earth. She’s a college sophomore on a sports scholarship just trying to get through her classes. He works at Tywin Roy’s multi media empire bc nepotism and he sucks so hard at his job he couldn’t tell you his title. They met while she was on her daily 5 am jog outside of campus and found him hungover on a park bench after a two week bender with coke in his pocket and 30 missed calls and 55 suggestive texts from Cersei. She thinks he’s a bum but gives him her water bottle out of pity. They meet again a week later at some business soirée Tywin is throwing that Briennes dad got invited too and they meet eyes and immediately feel some kind of godawful connection they are Locked In now. He beelines over to her bc he subconsciously thinks she’s Mother Teresa but then verbally starts making fun of her for having a social climber daddy. She asks how his monthly detox at rehab was. They’re snippy with each other all night. A few days later she’s getting coffee with Sansa after class and she looks over to see who Briennes texting and goes why are you arguing with a thirty two year old man over his college sports highlight reels. Aaaaaand scene.