#or just to take a few deep breaths

[piperslovebot]

Made the mistake of rewatching the second season only hours or less after I finished it the first time.

[uncanny-tranny]

I think so many people are so deeply alienated from themselves that they have no clue how to exercise their free will and autonomy. For some, this alienation runs so deep that they are afraid of their own autonomy and humanity. It is completely understandable why one would have those feelings, but it can be worrisome.

I want to help others who feel this way, so here are small things I have done to exercise my free will:

Add "guilty pleasure" songs to playlists and actually listen to them (I have a ton of late 1990s-early 2000s music I listen to now proudly that I never listened to in the past out of shame)

Getting the décor item, bath set, bed spread, ect. in the patterns you like, even if it's "childish" (I got a dinosaur-themed wastebasket from the kids' décor section and I adore it)

Taking a new route to get to a place you go to often

Eat dessert first

Celebrate well, and often

Collect things that are "odd" or don't seem like an "acceptable" thing to collect (somebody on my "for you" page collects dandelion crayola crayons and it was so cool!!!!!!)

Incorporate one new piece in an outfit you wear frequently (e.g., a new chain, a necklace, ribbons, bracelets, ect.). Challenge yourself to add onto the outfits if you feel up for it.

Sing along to songs without worrying that you sound "good" or your intonation is completely accurate

Read a book from a genre you weren't allowed to read as a kid (comics, thrillers, mysteries, anything!)

Walk without having a specific destination or goal

Pick up a new craft without expecting yourself to master it or to ever be "good" enough. Get your hands messy.

I don't want to shame anybody for not feeling as though they have free will or that they are exempt from exercising it. However, I wanted to give ideas so that you might read this list and find your own ways to express your intrinsic autonomy and will. You deserve to be a person, to feel alive, not just living. That is what our lives are for.

[paper-mario-wiki]

ive exclusively been playing it by ear with the makeup (no tutorials or anything) and i somehow always end up looking like a secretary kind of so ive been practicing looking exasperated while wearing makeup cuz i figure i gotta work with what im given ya know

[cynicallyneutral]

if u see this post:

- unclench ur jaw

- lower your shoulders

- straighten ur back

- stand up and look at other things than ur phone

- walk around for at least 5 mins

- drink a goddamn glass of water

- wash your face

- take a deep breath and exhale

- it’s going to be okay

- you’re going to be okay

- you got this

[moeblob]

Right and his work menaces (Brent and Karen).

I don't remember last I mentioned it but apart from crude nicknames to people (except Chris), he also just puts them in his phone really weird (except Chris, who is literally in his phone as Chris). And I bring this up because in Right's phone, Karen is saved as "Lawful Obligation".

[themarsbar]

do you know!!!!! how hard it is!!!! to spend hours drawing this little face. and not SCREAM!!!! every two seconds because he’s just!!!!! so!!!!!! beautiful!!!!!!!!!

[the-stars-were-his]

OMG PJO SEASON 2 IS ANNOUNCED AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

[buttfrovski]

me at random times in the day when i remember the thief trilogy

[raideoarts]

Going to visit my heart again soon

[whimsicallyenchantedrose]

Season 4 Rewatch Drabbles 4x7 The Snow Queen

Summary:  A series of 100-1000 word drabbles to accompany my    rewatch of season 4 of Once Upon a Time.  There will be a drabble–either a deleted scene, a “fix it” fic or a character musing for each episode of the season.  Focus will be on Emma, Henry, the Charmings and Killian–with an emphasis on Captain Swan’s epic love story.

Word Count: 510

Other Chapters: (1) (2) (3) (4) (5) (6) (8)

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Note: This one hurts. The next one will too. It's not looking good for the one after that. One day I will once again write a season 4 rewatch drabble that doesn't hurt.

But today is not that day.

You have been warned.

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Ingrid was messing with her head.  She knew it.  She’d witnessed countless skips trying it without success.  She knew what psychological warfare looked like.  She shouldn’t be falling for it, but somehow she was.

You were their only child and they used you to break a curse, and they’re still using your powers.

How many times have you saved them?  How often have you felt more like a savior than their daughter?  And all it takes is one tiny mistake.  One accident and you and your powers go from being their salvation to their worst nightmare.

I’ve been you, different, misunderstood, alone, and now they’ve chosen to have a new child, and don’t you think that they thank their lucky stars every day that he was born normal?

Yes, Emma knew what Ingrid was doing, but the problem with psychological warfare is that if your opponent manages to find your weak spot, there’s virtually nothing you can do to guard against it.

Ingrid had indeed found her weak spot, and she’d relentlessly dug her fingers into it.  Unbidden, Emma’s mind flashed back to about an hour ago when she’d met her mom at the mommy and me group Ashley was leading.  Her magic had been a little keyed up all day, and when she’d reached for her baby brother, her mom had seen it and pulled the baby back to herself, reacting in fear.

Fear of her.

The feelings of betrayal, of shame, of being not quite enough had overwhelmed her, and she’d run.  She heard her mom calling after her apologetically, but it was too late.  She’d seen the truth in her mom’s reaction.

She got it.  A mother’s desire to protect her child is instinctual and overwhelming.  But how could her mom, even for a moment, believe Emma would hurt her baby brother?  Somehow, Ingrid had picked up on her deepest insecurities, and she’d used them against her.

The fact that Ingrid had been able to get under her skin like that bothered her more than her insecurities themselves.

Emma felt her magic roil and bubble beneath her skin.  This wasn’t the pleasant warmth she was used to.  This wasn’t a nice, banked fire on a cold day.  This was a raging wildfire, ready to consume everything in its path, and the angrier, the more panicked Emma became the worse it got.

“All I did was show you who you really are.  It’s you, Emma, and it’s beautiful!”

That did it. The last string of her temper, the last string of her control snapped.  “SHUT UP!” she bellowed, baning her hands down on the table between them just as her magic erupted and the entire outer wall of the sheriff’s station exploded.

Emma looked down at her hands in horror, as she dazedly got to her feet and wandered outside.  It was constant now, the flashing and sparking of her magic shooting out of her fingertips.

Suddenly the anger was gone.  In its place, all that was left was the fear and absolute panic.

What had she done?

NEXT CHAPTER->

[altruistic-meme]

every day is a battle. sometimes i win and sometimes i don't.

[beckybarnes]

Seeing RTC videos on YouTube that say “1y ago” when I remember seeing them when they were “6w ago” make me set my phone down and stare at my ceiling for a little bit

[kamil-a]

caveat that this doesnt matter and i cant stop anyone and no one should feel bad etc etc but. maybe id understand if i actually read/played it instead of getting scared and reading the wikipedia summary but. a lot of the ihnmaims / am computer content i see is. perplexing. unfitting? whats going on. far be it from me to not sexualize an evil computer but. i think this might not be one to blorbofy in quite the way ive seen yfeel

[limielle]

nothing makes me more mad than when david gaider tweets lmfaoooo

[catamaurrr-star]

mann ive been having a kinda problem with breathing recently for like the past 1 or maybe even 2 now months and its really starting to worry me

[lilowoof]

Healing is so weird. One day I'm totally content with things, living my life and having fun. And the next day, I remember how things were. I become aware of the reality and how much of myself I lost. And then I can't stop the tears from coming out. None of this is fair, ya know?

But progress is recognizing that these feelings are fleeting and irrational. That sick brain is sad but my actual person is ok and proud. It really hurts but I'll be the better person for my own sake.

Gotta try my best each day and make the most of it, even if I sometimes end up just crying in bed.