I understand that a lot of people enjoy writing shipfics where they transplant characters into a college setting. Since some writers may not be in college, or may have graduated a long time ago, I thought I’d offer a helpful list of realistic college meet not-so-cute scenarios. Forget baristas. This is where it’s at.
- I’m really passionate about this cause and I will give you this flier if I have to shove it down your throat
- vicious battle over the only left handed desk in the room
- my roommate’s boyfriend is staying over so can I please sleep on your floor
- it’s pouring and my final paper is in my backpack so I guess we’re stuck under this tiny awning together. do you think they’d deliver pizza here
- hey I have to photograph someone for class will you be my model
- hey I have to take someone’s blood pressure for class will you be my victim
- variations of the above
- I know I keep coming to the cookie shop and for some reason it’s always your shift but don’t you dare judge me I need these for my sanity
- all our friends are drunk
- it’s 3 am and I’m still in the library studying for finals and I’m losing my grip on reality and I think I just saw a ghost
- we’re the only two people in this club. what is this club even for
- humans vs zombies (see you can still have your zombie AU, best of both worlds)
- we’re the only people who ever talk in discussions it’s awful
well im pretty sure a hefty part of your tuition goes straight into the football coach, football gear, football stadium upkeep and renovations, and however much money it takes to bus and hotel the football team on away days but really the fucking coaches what the ever loving hell man how do you justify this?
High school and college run sports should be illegal. Go join a private league and leave tax dollars out of giving kids brain damage and god complexes.
Colleges have classes for several reasons. 1) Tradition, 2) Give athletes something to do when not training 3) Fill stadiums with captive audience.
let’s talk about how abusers like to pretend they’re the ones being abused. let’s fucking talk about that.
it’s so fucked up that victims of abuse end up getting blamed for their reactions to their abuse, just because they were irrational. responses to abuse and trauma don’t have to be rational.
i lived in an abusive household for eighteen years. our abuser was downright fucking charming when he wanted to be. no one outside of our immediate family suspected, had any idea, of what he was doing. his children had no way of even knowing this behavior and environment was unhealthy or abnormal.
abusers will either deny that they were abusive to the death, or constantly apologize for their behavior with absolutely no intention of changing it, in away that makes you feel bad for ever being mad at them. they’ll shower you with gifts, then be angry if you won’t forgive them for hurting you. they feel entitled to you, your body, your emotions, your thoughts. they will make themselves into victims.
be aware that some of the people on your dashes reblogging those posts about “recognizing manipulation” or “signs of abuse” might still be abusers.
abusers know how to make themselves look good. it’s what they do.
terrifying your own child into submission makes you an abuser.
watching your child cry and screaming at them to stop and invalidating their pain and reasons for crying makes you an abuser.
staring at your child in disgust and contempt after they displease you makes you an abuser.
threatening to your child to take away their basic resources if they don’t give you exactly what you want makes you an abuser.
forcing your child to feel ashamed for not living up to your ideals makes you an abuser.
using slurs, hateful names and insults on your own child without any regard to what it does to their mental health makes you an abuser.
forcing your child to chase impossible expectations and making them feel like they’re worthless for not achieving them makes you an abuser.
acting like your child is a burden and a waste of space and blaming their illness/disability/depression on it makes you an abuser.
behaving like your child will never amount to anything and isn’t worth any resources and nurturing makes you an abuser.
making your child feel like they’re never good enough makes you an abuser.
if your child’s heart is hurting because they know no matter what they do and how hard they try they will always be a failure in your eyes, you are an abuser.
if your child can’t look at themselves without self hatred because they had to look at themselves from your perspective and all they saw is disgust and hatred, you’re an abuser.
If your child is struggling to believe they have the right to live and to be cared and loved, if they can’t stop hearing your hateful voice putting them down and using their every action to prove they’re worthless, you’re an abuser.
If you watched your child in pain and ensured them they deserved it, you’re an abuser.
If your child can’t love themselves from how badly you hated them, you’re an abuser.
Don’t worry about it. Don’t overthink. You’ve been having thoughts about this for a while, it’s time to move out of that box that you’ve put yourself in for quite sometime.
You are your own prisoner and prison guard, and the only way to set yourself free is for you to put that key in the lock and twist it open.
You’ll be able to achieve
something more than you expect.
Think your brain just isn’t made for mindfulness? Think again. Busy mind, scattered focus, more to do than you can handle? Join the club.
Here’s why you might be having a hard time getting started with mindfulness:
1. You don’t understand what it is.
Mindfulness isn’t about being perfectly present and focused at all times. It’s not about moving through life in a happy haze. Mindfulness is about choosing to pay attention to the moment with kindness and curiosity. It’s about noticing when your mind has wandered and bringing it back to what’s right in front of you.