But What If Sherlock Came Home Just Five Minutes Too Late?

Me: why am I so tired and weak, how do I feel better.

My malnourished, dehydrated and burned out body: I have a vew suggestions

tua headcanon (horror movies night):

luther would definitely be the type to let his siblings hide their faces in his arms whenever they get scared. he’d also be kind enough to sit in the middle and hold the popcorn bowl for everyone because he’s the only one who can get through a movie without yeeting it fifty feet into the air (like klaus)

diego sits on the floor, casually flipping his knives the entire time, the only indication that he ever gets scared being the way he does it faster and faster. and it’s sort of an unspoken rule, but whoever’s sitting behind him gets to be diego’s unofficial pillow for the night. he especially likes it when it’s allison because she has a habit of carding her fingers through his hair, and he’s fallen asleep with his head in her lap on more than one occasion

allison is always in charge of snacks and drinks because she makes a mean margarita and she’s the only one in this household who actually knows how to cook something that isn’t spam or bacon or eggs or instant ramen

the ghosts in horror movies don’t actually scare klaus; c'mon, the man has seen way worse shit than that. it’s just that some of them look too much like the ones he sees in real life, and so he has a hard time disassociating afterwards. still: that little boy from the grudge never fails to freak him out, and whenever he’s on screen, klaus throws popcorn at the tv until he disappears

five doesn’t really care for horror movies but he does appreciate his siblings’ efforts to bond, and so he sits with them for the hour or two it takes to finish a movie with next to no complaint. sometimes, he falls asleep only twenty minutes in, and has to endure all the teasing about being an old man when he wakes. when he does make it through an entire film, it’s only because he’s busy pointing out continuity errors or how ridiculous the other effects are

ben sits with them, but doesn’t really engage; he’s too busy reading for that. it’s also pretty uncomfortable for him to watch movies about dead things and monsters under beds when he finds out that in another timeline, he was dead for 17 years before he managed to move on. besides, he gets more scared from the sound of allison, klaus, and vanya screaming than the actual movie anyway

once, they decide to watch a lovecraftian horror film, and ben thinks it’d be funny to release a few tentacles and sneak up on everyone from behind. the result is one wasted bowl of popcorn, a knife missing his ear by a few inches, vanya shattering at least three vases, and klaus’ incessant screeching about “you could’ve killed me, ben! do you want me to follow you around for the rest of your life? no? yeah, didn’t think so!” but hey: it’s the best prank he’s ever played, and it’s just so, so worth it

vanya tries to pretend like she isn’t scared, but she actually is. horror movies had never been her thing, even when they were young. but klaus’ running commentary is actually pretty funny and allison sometimes tells juicy stories about the actors, especially the ones she’s worked with in the past, and so vanya stays. besides it’s nice to curl into luther’s side and feel him jump a bit whenever somebody on screen gets murdered, and it’s even nicer to laugh at him afterwards when he tries to pass it off as being “cold”

afterwards, they retreat to their respective rooms. but in the middle of the night, allison hears her door creak open and in creeps klaus, tugging ben by his sleeve with vanya not too far behind. after a while, luther comes as well, half-dragging a protesting diego behind him

they’re in the middle of making an awesome fort when five teleports in, carrying a box of griddy’s donuts and a carton of milk to wash it all down. for some reason, they’ve always just known when the others are in need of sweets, and tonight is no exception

while they eat, they share stories about their childhood and although it has the potential to turn sad really quick, it also helps them grow closer when they realize just how much they have in common, even after all these years. saving the world thrice from an apocalypse does that to a family, i guess

five is the last to fall asleep so it’s his duty to turn the lights off, but before he does, he takes a minute to take in his sleeping siblings’ faces: of ben–still slightly distant but slowly accepting that this is where he belongs–curled against allison, who has always thrown off heat like a furnace; vanya burrowed under three comforters because even as an adult, she still gets cold at the drop of a hat; klaus’ head resting on luther’s chest; diego face-down into a pillow, his hand stretched out towards the space they’ve all reserved for five, searching for his brother even in sleep

and in that moment, five just feels so much love for them swell up in his chest that all other worries fly out of his head because what else could matter when his family is here and safe and together again? so five flicks off the switch, lies down, and lets diego mash his face into his shoulder because even if he wakes up all drooled-on tomorrow, there’s still no place he’d rather be

I'm currently studying to become a teachers assistent so i have to learn about every ilness, or study disability and basicly everything children from the age of 0 till 20 can go through. I go to every class, do all my homework and i ace all my tests. But it takes like 100000x more effort than my classmates. I have days where i cant get anything done so i have to work even harder on other days so i can finish the 5 assignments i have due. I also never read the books, i never read the books. I memorise everything from class and look up the bits im missing at most.

So i get high scores and im pretty much on top of my class, but its exhausting. I just keep living from assignment to assignment. I have to take all my energy and strength to make it to the next break where i collapse and need to regather all my energy.

But dont get me started on math, i dropped math in highschool. That was actualy a idea from my teacher becouse she saw it.just coused me stress and frustration. But now i have math again and its realy getting in my way of getting the study points i need. I can do the basics, i know 1+1 is 2 becouse i memorised most things but as soon as it gets a bit more advanced my brain stops working. I keep trying to tell my teacher i just cant do it and she keeps telling me to practise so every math class and every test is absolute hell. I open my book to do my homework and sometimes actualy start crying becouse i feel dumb.

Becouse of this post i realised its a common thing and i will be doing more research.

For everyone who DOESN’T have ADHD, congrats, the last 24 hours have showed you exactly what it is like. For everyone else who DOES have ADHD and has spent the day on an ADHDx2 speedrun like I have, I don’t know how we haven’t short-circuited either.

Avocados are overrated

Me

To my lovely people who are trying to recover from eating disorders.

Allow me to share a tip that helps me.

So I have issues with eating whole meals (don't ask me why, my brain sucks) and I feel extra bad when I finish it all. So I always leave food on my plate.

So here is my tip, put more food on your plate, that way you'll eat more but still don't feel bad for finishing it all.

Maybe you'll feel bad for "wasting" food but right now your health is more important.

This advice might not work for everyone, but feel free to dm me if you want me to help you find tricks that do work.

Just an experiment. Reblog if you actually give a fuck about male victims of domestic violence and rape.

Of fucking course

What sick bastard doesn’t

These are the abusive teachers/aides of a special ed classroom in Martinsburg, WV who bullied and abused nonverbal autistic children!

Make their faces go viral so that they can no longer teach(abuse) innocent children!

Thank you to everyone who is liking/reblogging! Anything we can do to make our voices heard that we will not tolerate child abuse at the hands of caregivers is the goal!

These children cannot speak for and defend themselves!

LET’S BE THEIR VOICE!!

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I’ve been never betrayed as much as today.

I’ll never be able to trust annyone ever again.

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Okay but what if sherlock did die.

What if, when sherlock jumped from the hospital roof. he realy died, and john got so depressed he tried to kill himself with a overdosis sleeping pills. But he failed and got into coma and kept imagening adventures with sherlock. Mary is just the nurse who takes care of him and rosie is het daughter she cant stop talking about. And when mary “dies” she had just quit her job.