i don't even know anymore

Amber, she/her, Welsh, 17. Digimon, Pokemon, One Piece, PJO, dinosaurs. I've been known to do fan art/fiction.

[jellipopi]

mimikkyu just let me love you already!!

[m8tuna]

comic

he’s a good cosplayer ;w; 

edit: it’s not a real pikachu! xD

[melissamceagle]

do you think anime parents have a baby 

and when they see she has pink hair and blue eyes they just think

“oh no

she’s a main character.”

[iamthedukeofurl]

an Anime in which this pink haired girl goes through her life trying to avoid becoming the main character of an anime.

She shows up to class late, the only seat left is the back-left corner near the window, she asks somebody else to move.

She encounters a wounded magical prince in the park..and walks on by. 

Mystic lockets that would turn her into a magical girl? Throws them away. Mysterious Disappearances in the town, tries her best to avoid them.

Attractive new transfer student sits next to her in class, time to change seats before she gets drawn into some sort of torrid, convoluted love triangle.

The entire show is just  her angrily dodging the First Episode of countless other shows..

[katrani]

And then every other episode we find out her dad’s died in a new mysterious way.

“Remember, your father’s last words after that car accident were-” “GottagettoschoolbyeMom!”

“Ever since he was found murdered by a robber that didn’t actually take anything, I’ve been on the lookout for my revenge.” “You do that, Mom. Just let me study.”

“Don’t you wonder what happened to your dad on that trip to the mountains?” “Nope.” “Never? Actually, which mountains did he go to again?” “Dunno.” “You haven’t seen him in five years! Don’t you care?” “Whatever.”

[enigmaticagentalice]

[arbegagordon]

Doodled Gomamon, since I was bored (=ﾟωﾟ)ﾉ

[kaiju-junk]

Pokémon GO PSA !!! SAFETY WARNING!

There have been several counts of people being robbed at gunpoint at Poke'stops already. The robbers have been using the Lure Module items to attrack other players to the Poke'stops in more secluded and “ out of the way ” areas

Be safe fellow trainers and stay away from Modules in low populated areas, and never Poke'venture alone !!

REBLOG TO SAVE LIVES! Even if you don’t play Pokemon Go someone you know might be!

[lemonterragonchicken]

The robbery was real. Make sure that when you go out to catch Pokemon, try to be with a small group of people you trust. Don’t let people like that ruin the Pokemon experience for us. BE SAFE.

[gotinstarblog-deactivated201512]

[half-black-phillip]

I’m so mad because this worked

[britney2007spears]

help me roger

[telanu]

Reblogging myself because

Originally posted by gifs-for-the-masses

[luthienebonyx]

Reblogging myself because… what was that? Five minutes?

O_O

[riskpig]

………my friend has made me curious

[maryburgers]

help me roger

[maryburgers]

Update: after I reblogged this someone messaged me offering me tickets to the sold out Hausu screening with a Q&A and autograph session with the director

[hermes-whore-deactivated2019021]

let’s do it, roger

[spitefulreality-deactivated2015]

Roger helppppp

[maryburgers]

roger did the thing for me last time. i believe completely in roger

[jackviolet]

I’m pro fish.

[wolviry]

roger please i need this 

[theresnothingtolookat]

*desperation in italian*

[meldrat]

Here we go…

[jasonshorrillustration]

Because it worked last time…..

[breastforce]

“Particularly prone to serious procrastination problems are children who grew up with unusually high expectations placed on them…or else they exhibited exceptional talents early on, and thereafter “average” performances were met with concern and suspicion from parents and teachers.”

Holy SHIT

[t-ycho]

WELL THEN

[appropriately-inappropriate]

Yep.

They actually tested me for a learning disability in high school because I was consistently failing math.

They discovered that I actually scored in the 80th percentile in that sort of learning.

Problem was, in every other subject, I was in the 99.8th percentile.

I had never learned how to study because I never needed to—and then, when something proved to be even the slightest bit challenging, my brain went

“LOL nope this is impossible abort”

Meanwhile, this entire time I’m scraping by in subjects like English. The assignments I did turn in, I’d score top marks—but I’d avoid turning in projects I didn’t think were “good” enough.

Essentially, my brain had two settings: “100%” or “0%”.

This sort of Baby Genius shit makes kids and adolescents neurotic and self-destructive.

[cassiebones]

We learned about this in Child Development. And we learned to reward hard work and not good job. Like don’t say to a child, “oh you are so smart.” Say “Oh did worked so hard.” Be proud of the child, not the achievement.

[beyondthetemples-ooc]

Be proud of the child, not the achievement.

[thalassarche]

Decades of research have been done on this by Dr. Carol Dweck. When the emphasis is placed on effort (a factor people can control) rather than talent (an innate skill), it’s a lot easier to see mistakes as a learning opportunity rather than something you just won’t ever be good at. And kids who were encouraged by effort were also more willing to take on more challenging work and considered it a lot more fun, while the kids who were praised for their intelligence were reluctant to put themselves in a situation where they might lose that identifier as a “smart kid” by making mistakes, so they preferred to do work they were confident they could master. Also, the kids praised for effort wanted to compare their results to kids who got higher scores, to see where they made their mistakes, while those praised for intelligence wanted to compare their results to kids who scored lower, to reassure themselves.

Not only does this set up “smart” students for a lot of trouble when they enter college and start being regularly challenged, the effects last long beyond that. It can be very hard for the “you’re so smart!” kids to unlearn as they become adults and struggle with even common adult things, and are afraid to ask for help because of that lesson they learned from misguided praise that they are supposed to be smart and supposed to know the answers. 

[kyanve]

…Honestly +1 here.  It’s very well researched and documented and yeah.  Making the emphasis on “You succeed and we are proud of you b/c you are SMART as an intrinsic quality!” makes failure/setbacks/difficulty -TERRIFYING- b/c if you’re “smart” it doesn’t happen and if you fail that means you’re not smart and that’s what everyone’s drilled into you as your main point of worth.

And the rates of anxiety disorders among “gifted student” kids are kinda horrifying.    

[swampgallows]

This is why “you’re so smart” means absolutely nothing to me any more. It’s used as punishment as often as it’s used as praise. 

[offmons]

i drew this for a friend a while back (old style hah)

[mercurialmilk]

We’ve fostered a LOT of cats over the years, so here’s an incomplete list of weird cats we’ve had:

1. An Abyssinian that would jump from the second story banister to land perfectly, and with utter grace, onto your shoulder when you enter our house on the first story (ok, but imagine a cat leaping onto you, it’s terrifying)

2. Satan (her real name is Cassandra) who will only sleep if she is completely under the covers and tucked in

3. Elena, a Kurilian Bobtail, that was so affectionate it bordered on harassment. She would climb your leg for you to pet her and follows people around the house

4. Osiris, a Chausie, that actually plays fetch. No joke. He also responds if you say his name, and has been on the news 6 times so far, in various different cities

5. Dolly, who we actually taught to roll over and sit on command for chicken tenders

6. The kitten that decided to travel down one of the heat vents in our home and my father had to take 3 feet of drywall out to retrieve him

7. One of the cats (still not sure which) managed to eat the insides of a full package of sausage rolls left on the counter but left the bread part totally intact

8. two years after re-homing Lemon the cat, we found her stash of tape dispensers under our living room couch. There were 26 tape dispensers

9. one of the cat’s we re-homed likes to go kayaking with his new human. He has a cat life vest and everything 

[skeleton-richard]

@tadeuszkosciuszkoscoffee

[out-there-on-the-maroon]

Why isn’t there a picture of the cat kayaking omg.

[mercurialmilk]

I had to hunt through 4 cat photo albums on their facebook to find this for you… 

That wasnt a complaint, it was actually really fun.

[out-there-on-the-maroon]

*delighted pterodactyl noises*

OMG OMG OMG thank you so much! 

I’ve been having a rather difficult day/week and this post really helped cheer me up. 

Thank you again. 

[xmaveria]

Came for the digimon, staying for the dragons XD You have some super amazing art! :D If you're looking to draw a dragony digimon, maybe try Airdramon, Coredramon or Devidramon? If you're still taking suggestions that is ^^;

I’m glad you like the dragons and thank you! Here are the dragony digimons Airdramon,Devidramon, andCoredramon

[nowyoukno]

[fangirling-so-hard-rn]

Crows are scary They

use tools

Can be taught to speak (like parrots)

Have huge brains for birds

like seriously their brain-to-body size ratio is equal to that of a chimpanzee

They vocalize anger, sadness, or happiness in response to things

they are scary smart at solving puzzles

some crows stay with their mates until one of them dies

they can remember faces

SIDENOTE HERE BECAUSE HOLY SHIT.  They did an experiment where these guys wore masks and some of them fucked with crows.  Pretty soon the crows recognized the masks = douchebag.  But the nice guys with masks they left alone.  THEN, OH WE’RE NOT DONE, NO SIR crows that WEREN’T EVEN IN THE EXPERIMENT AND NEVER SAW THE MASK BEFORE knew about mask-dudes and attacked them on sight.  THEY PASSED ON THE FUCKING INFORMATION TO THEIR CROW BUDDIES.

They remember places where crows were killed by farmers and change their migration patterns.

Guys I’m really scared of crows now. (q) 

[doctormemelordmd]

Yeah but have you seen this 

[stultiloquentia]

A colleague of my dad’s lives next to a lake, and looked out the window one morning to see a duck trapped in the ice. A crow swooped down. “Oh hell,” she thought, expecting carnage, because crows are opportunists. But the crow chipped at the ice with its beak until the duck was free.

[reallymisscoffee]

I love crows so damn much. When I was fifteen, I hit a pretty serious bout of depression, to the point I was in my room for months. Well, a family of crows made a nest in a tree outside my window. There were two parents and two chicks. One chick was healthy and strong. One was weak, and had a caw like something being strained. It sounded more like a rooster crowing and so my parents jokingly named him ‘Buck’.Well… months passed and Buck’s sibling was taught to fly. His parents focused on the sibling because the sibling was strong. The father stayed behind to try and teach Buck, but I saw him try to fly, fail, and crash to the floor. His father helped him back up into the tree.

Every day, I would watch Buck from my window until one day I opened it and started talking to him. He was small and gangly and he couldn’t caw right. His feathers were all over the place and I felt a kinship. So I made a deal with him. I told him that if he could do it, if he could fly, then I could find the strength to get up. Well… near the end of the season, after talking with him every day, I finally saw him get out of the nest. He went to the edge of his branch, braced himself, and jumped… and just before he hit the ground, he soared back up into the sky. I cheered harder than I ever had before.

That winter, Buck left the area. I was crestfallen. I felt like I’d lost a friend. But I was so damn proud of him. 

Cut to the next spring? I’m walking up the driveway one day when suddenly I hear a sound… a broken caw. I look up, and Buck is sitting in a tree above my head. He stared at me and puffed his feathers, then hopped down in front of me and cawed again. I was so damn thrilled, and I told him how proud I was of him. He ruffled his feathers and then soared off into his old tree. 

That summer? I heard two broken caws. One from Buck… and one from his chick.

Cut to ten years later? We have a family of crows who all have a very distinct caw and they come here and spend every spring, summer, and fall on our property. Buck still greets me every spring.

Idk of this counts but a few crows saved me from a magpie swooping attack once ,they’re bros who can tell when magpies are being unreasonable and need to chill

[avianawareness]

Don’t forget the Russian Crow SLEDDING DOWN A ROOF not once, but twice. 

[odpixel]

this one morning i kept hearing really loud caws, i remember it was like 5am, LIKE REALLY LOUD AND ANNOYING AND AGGRESSIVE, so loud that i could hear it through a closed window, and i eventually went outside to check it out. there was a crow on my front lawn, it had an injury on its head and couldn’t fly and there were two other crows circling right above it, and they were cawing like mad. 

i tried to get close and take a better look and one of them dived super low and tried to attack me. so i went back in the house and chopped some sliced raw meat and tossed it at him from a distance.

a few more times later, very soon after, they could tell i was trying to help, and did not attack me. i was “allowed” to walk up close and pick him up, he couldn’t drink water properly so i had to dip my finger in a bowl and stick it in his mouth.

i did this few times a day and it went on for about a week before he disappeared, i thought he recovered and left, but he came back the next day and lands on me, and i see him around the block quite often, and he would come sit on my shoulder for a few minutes and then fly away again. i feel like i’ve adopted a son.

[weemstar]

Crows are cool dudes

[liftcaptoload]

Dr. Shirley Jackson

Shirley Ann Jackson made your cellphone possible.

To start, I am beyond pissed off that google searching “Dr. Shirley Jackson” was corrected to Shirley Ann Jackson. Way to go, google.

Dr. Shirley Jackson was the first African-American woman to graduate from MIT. That would be the same institute astronaut Edwin “Buzz” Aldrin and physicist Richard Feynman graduated from.

Her research made touch tone phone, fibre optics and solar cells reality. She also made caller ID and call waiting possible.

Dr. Shirley Jackson is a brilliant women who deserves a great deal of recognition most of us are not giving her.

[owlmylove]

osointricate:

Adulting tips from an adult who doesn’t adult good:

Keep two separate dirty clothes bins. One for clothes. One for towels. That way you won’t have to dig out towels from a mountain of clothes you can just wash a load when you are desperate.

Anything with “pet deodorizer” in the cleaning label can be poured down the sink to kill bad odors kill gnats.

Try to change your sheets twice a month. Don’t beat yourself up if you don’t. 

Start a decent first aid/OTC pharmacy when you have some money left over. Disinfectant, aspirin, allergy meds, Etc. You never know when A) you can’t afford a doc atm or B) you can’t get yourself to go to the doc or C) both or D) your idiot friend just decided to snowboard off your roof. This doesn’t have to be a priority.

At some point you’ll have to buy a thermometer. Don’t buy the cheapest one, it won’t last past the second cold of the year.

Get a clock that runs on batteries because lol you will lose power at some point.

On that note, if you have room, get some kind of ice chest/cooler because you will lose power at some point, and while your freezer will remain nice and cold for a day or so, your fridge will not so the ice chest will come in handy because you can always replace the ice but your milk will go sour.

Also on this note: buy a flash light and slowly and surely never throw away a candle. Ever. Ever. Ever. Unless it’s done and then you have my permission. The first time you have to take a shower without power in the dark you’ll thank me.

Also bic lighters are cheap and easy and jfc you have to light candles somehow.

Be on the look out for: cheap blankets, fans, and space heaters. Buy whenever possible. They will save your life.

Bananas go bad quick. Eat them. They are good for you.

If you have a car, keep the following things in it: a towel, a blanket, a change of socks, some cash, a flashlight, and some kind of food like a granola bar. If you have an old cell phone, keep it in there too. While old cell phones won’t have service providers, most (newer) cell phones still allow you to dial 911 despite not being connected to a service.

If you have the space (I have a garage that’s too small for my truck so I use that) and you have a in-home washer/dryer, hang clothes to dry. A) easier on clothes so clothes last longer B) less electricity = less money & less energy usage.

Dryer sheets + rugs = getting out pet hair

Dryer sheets + hair = gets rid of fly-a-ways. (Scented dryer sheets = makes ur hair smell good.)

Towel on a cookie baking sheet = ironing board (I’ve also heated up a skillet and used it as an iron in a frantic last minute freak out)

Keep extra toilet paper within arms reach of the toilet

[ivyadrena]

to hell with adulting, most of this is awesome advice for surviving hurricane season in florida

[pokemonphdalison]

For some reason it never occurred to me that the nose would be good at smelling. Like I always just thought it was adorable. Wow. Imagine Weedle drug sniffing dogs in tiny police vests.

[pokecology]

police weedles gonna find your weed.

[gummifrogart]

[sarahtaylorgibson]

Writing a novel when you imagine all you stories in film format is hard because there’s really no written equivalent of “lens flare” or “slow motion montage backed by Gregorian choir”

[audacityinblack]

You can get the same effect of a lens flare with close-detail descriptions, combined with breaks to new paragraphs.

Your slow-motion montage backed by a Gregorian choir can be done with a few technques that all involve repetition.

First is epizeuxis, the repeating of a word for emphasis.

Example:

Falling. Falling. Falling. There was nothing to keep Marie from plunging into the rolling river below. She could only hope for a miracle now, that she would come out alive somehow despite a twenty-foot drop into five-foot-deep water.

Then there’s anaphora, where you write a number of phrases with the same words at the beginning.

There were still mages out there living in terror of shining steel armor emblazoned with the Sword of Mercy.

There were still mages out there being forced by desperation into the clutches of demons.

There were mages out there being threatened with Tranquility as punishment for their disobedience, and the threats were being made good upon.

Mages who had attempted to flee, but knew nothing of the outside world and were forced to return to their prison out of need for sustenance and shelter.

Mages who only desired to find the families they were torn from.

Mages who only wanted to see the sun.

This kind of repetition effectively slows the pace of your writing and puts the focus on that small scene. That’s where you get your slow pan. The same repetition also has a subtle musicality to it depending on the words you use. That’s where you get the same vibe as you might get from a Gregorian choir.

[sarahtaylorgibson]

Damn I made relatable reblog- bait post and writer Tumblr went hard with it. This is legitimately very good advice. 

[arse-thetic]

#justiceformuslims

[csidesuicide]

I love every single person who reblogged this

[achromatiq]

I don’t think people realize how much of an impact this kind of support can have, I don’t think everyone knows what these little things can mean to us.

It may just be me, I don’t know. But every single time I see this on my dash or on someone’s blog or anywhere else, I kind of just breathe a sigh of relief. That’s one more person who cares. That’s one more person who doesn’t hate me.

Because it means so much, especially when all the media is spewing out is that I’m a terrible person and no one wants people like me near them. It means so much because I’m tired of people who won’t sit next to me in class, or who choose to join the longer line at the grocery store because they don’t want to be beside me and my family. It means so much when I have to lift my head any time someone says the words Islam or Muslim because I’m scared that they’ll say something that’ll hurt, when I have to pay attention to the news because who knows what so and so is saying now, who knows which of my people are being attacked now, who knows what’s going to happen to me now.

It means so much because I’ve been given the idea that the world is against me. And a huge part of it may be, but at least I’ve been reminded that some of it, just a small group of people, acknowledges that I’m a person too. That people like me are just that, people.

Maybe it’s just me, I don’t know. But now you do, so thank you for believing that I’m human when so many people don’t.

[goggle-digicons]

So yeah, I have a bit of drama for tri.-timeline and I hope Toei don’t fail on me because I need Daisuke having a breakdown or lack of courage so he can learn with his mistakes. Because 02 never explored that at all. Yeah, we have him having a breakdown in 02 ep 11, but that’s not enough. And most the fandom likes to despise Hurricane Touchdown movie and the CD Dramas….

So allow me explain more about this possible consequence of Daisuke’s mistakes:

- He blames himself for everything that happened to them (= Miyako, Iori, Ken and him) when alone; - The others think it’s everything okay because he’s good at faking smiles. He’s a good liar; - Gets afraid of committing the same mistake again, and end up killed. Or losing someone (his friends, V-mon, their partners, a Chosen fellow, an innocent life); - Lack of courage that makes him want to stop fighting, but he refuses to give up. It’s an inner battle between two Daisukes: One wants to fight and fix mistakes, another wants to quit and let the older/former Chosen solve it because he and his team had failed on their mission; - Rage that leads him the desire to fight, to fix everything. Maybe mixed with a bit of revenge, but he’s not vengeful; - More gambling, perhaps to prevent the others to get involved again. Risking his own life for them.