Arianachos - Sas

SOMEONE FINALLY SAID IT

Loki Odinson + Aesthetic

Two years. I thought you were dead. And you let me grieve.. How could you do that? How?!  Of course I forgive you.

[x] alternative version

i cannot hate myself into a version of me i will love.

Thor: Ragnarok (2017), dir. Taika Waititi

So much has happened since I last saw you. I lost my hammer. Like, yesterday, so that’s still pretty fresh. Loki. Loki’s alive. Can you believe it? He’s up there.

it’s okay to look back and realize you were in the wrong. it’s more than okay to realize you could’ve been more honest, more courageous, more empathetic. we can’t change the past or fix everything with a single apology towards ourselves or other people, but we can learn to make new choices that better suit our beliefs & values, choices that reflect our growth. keep moving forward, keep working on you. in case no one has told you today: i’m proud of your progress, proud of the person you are becoming. 

This is the lucky clover cat. reblog this in 30 seconds & he will bring u good luck and fortune.

school mindset

essays: make each essay you write better than the last


 small assignments: aim for 100s, expect 100s, get 100s


 homework: pretend they’re assignments


 homework that’s not graded: pretend! they’re! assignments!


 tests: study for 100s, expect less


 long term projects: act like it’s due in four days -even when it’s not- until you’re done with it


 group projects: do not get angry


 presentations: pretend you’re obama

disclaimer: this works for me, it may not work for everybody, do not push yourself too hard!!

i wrote

a little snippet about Edith and Sherlock from the Enola Holmes movie because I thought they were cute so here goes nothing...

It was Enola’s fault. She was the reason Edith ever met Sherlock in the first place. Edith had a habit of staying away from people who invited trouble into her life and what was Sherlock if not trouble in a suit?

Of course she’d heard of the illustrious and enigmatic detective before; who in London hadn’t? But that didn’t mean she had any intention of knowing him personally. Even, and especially, because she was friends with his mother.

So she met trouble on a Tuesday while at the library with Enola. It was quite a coincidence, really. Edith and Enola were much too enthralled in the search for a copy of A Manual of Bandaging to pay much attention to people in the aisle, much less notice Enola walk right into a gentleman’s backside-

“Enola?” The man turned around at the intrusion, blinking between the two of them. The gaze he settled on the younger woman demanded answers. Edith was glad he did not seem to want answers out of her. She was not typically inclined to answer to the whims of strange men.