And now you are talking to yourself

Can we please talk about how Steve thinks he no longer is the man he was?
Can we please discuss how back, 75 years ago, he wasn’t a perfect soldier but a good man? How he did have hopes for a family. Stability. 
And how now all he cares about is being a good soldier. A good leader. A good Avenger because what else does he have left?

And can we please talk about how this will change the instant he’ll finally find bucky?

How this whole ‘Another man came out of the ice’-story would crumple because he would want stability with Bucky? Because. Steve. You might fool yourself but don’t we all know that you are looking for Bucky because he is your family? He is the only thing left of the guy who went to the ice 75 years ago?


I wish Tony would have called him out on this but he didn’t SO I AM!

anonymous asked:

You're art is juvenile and really not very good

I make my art for myself, I expect that some people will dislike it, and I’m okay with that.  This may have upset me a year ago, but now I feel a little sad.  To me this is the sign of an insecure person seeking validation by attempting to bring dow other people.  I’m not upset with you, or angry, you can use me as a punching bag if you need to. I understand sadness, but I hope you recognize that this is unhealthy behavior.  I really do wish you the best, I hope you find a bester outlet to pour yourself in to.  If ever you need to talk to someone I’m here any time.  Have a good day.

Okay guys, seriously now…. Why aren’t we talking about Loïc’s cheekbones!?
Cause his cheekbones are so sharp you can cut yourself on them! And if something is hot, then it’s cheekbones like that!

Roommates // c.h.

You just moved in with Calum and had been sharing an apartment with him for a few weeks now. You needed a place to stay and he was a friend of a friend. You both found the other to be nice and we’re just acquaintances. Things were still a bit awkward between the two of you and you didn’t talk much.

One day you decide to give yourself a lazy day off while Calum is at work. After watching several movies and accomplishing close to nothing, you start wandering around the apartment with no intentions. You see Calum’s door cracked open and catch sight of some awesome band posters and a bass guitar.

Your curiosity gets the best of you and next thing you know your in his room admiring all the art and music. The small room is a mess; scribbled notes and clothes strewn everywhere. You didn’t intend on snooping, but eventually you find yourself looking through all the cool stuff he had in his room.

Eventually you stumble across a few CDs and records. Intrigued, you sit criss cross on the floor and start going through all the different and varying bands. About an hour later you’re still in the same position going through what felt like thousands of CDs and records. They were scattered all throughout the room and every time you thought you found all of them you found more.  Who know someone could have such a diverse music taste?

You find a Blink-182 CD, the one you had always wanted but never had a chance to buy. You admire it and smile as you read all the songs listed on the back. You drop it when you suddenly hear someone by the door clear the throat. You cheeks redden as you peer up at the tall, confused boy in the doorway.  His head is cocked and eyebrows furrowed as he questions,

“Why are you in here?” He was still in his work clothes- his shirt untucked, his sleeves rolled up, the top buttons undone, and his hair looked as if he ran his hand through it about a million times. You felt so embarrassed being caught looking through his stuff and could only stutter out,

“Sorry I-um I saw the door open. I shouldn’t have gone in here, I was just curious - sorry?-I uh- This Pixies CD looks really old, how’d you get it?” You blurt out, picking up the CD next to you had been wondering about earlier. His expression softened giving you a chance to relax. He let out a soft laugh and grabbed it from your hand and mimicked your position on the floor in front of you. 

“It’s actually a funny story,” he sighed as he began to explain how he came into possession of the the CD. Once he finished explaining, the two of you began to go through the rest of the music strewn throughout the room. You laugh at his impulse buys, express your curiosity about the ones you’ve never heard of, and relate all your similar tastes.

The next few hours are spent sitting on Calum’s floor and listening to music. He made sure to introduce to all the ones that were new to you and promised to let you borrow every single one. The two of you spent the day lying around, swapping concert stories, and just getting to know each other.

After that, Calum and you were very close and perfectly comfortable being around each other. No one could make you laugh like he did and you’ve never felt so content being around someone up until then. Staying up till 2 am, listening to his music, and eating junk food became a bit of a tradition for you and him and before you knew it, the two of you began to fall for the each other.

5SOS and 1D SHIPS!

and blog rates because I haven’t done them in quite a while!

You have to:

  • Follow me (not really, but it would be nice!)
  • Reblog this
  • Have a face/about me page. If not, describe yourself briefly in my ask!
  • Come talk to me! Ask me anything you want, rant me about everything you want, tell me about your crush, anything anything.

You will get:

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anonymous asked:

Hi. so I got in a fight with my friend and I told her a while ago that there was a guy at school I liked. I'm gay. she's the only person I've ever told. now she's threatening to tell the entire school about it and I don't know what to do.

ew fuck her, i hate people like that sorry omg

doesn’t sound like she’s a good friend tbh

um wow this is a lot i would try and talk to her and calm her down and say that she was right with whatever happened in your fight if you dont want her telling the whole school about it.

then from there I would distance yourself away from her and get away from her omg

but if she still doesnt calm down id give her a lil time or talk to a school counselor about it bc they could give you some better advice on the situation that what I am giving.

but if you dont care about the whole school knowing (which i doubt bc you are sending me this message haha) then just let her be dumb, dont tell her anything else, and dont be her friend anymore!

hope something works out for you!!

anonymous asked:

What 12 depons pills will do to me?

Why do you want to kill yourself ?  Talk to me, okay ? Nothing you have right now is worthy of the thoughts that are going through your head..

anonymous asked:

How to not want to kill yourself?...

I’ve honestly never been depressed, upset and sad but never depressed. I never had the urge to kill myself ever so I can’t relate to you.

But I know there’s a shit ton of things you will possibly miss out on in the future if you kill yourself :/ 

Like there’s so much to do and so many people to meet. It’d make me sad that you’d want to kill yourself or if you do. I don’t like the thought of anyone killing themselves. 

But if you ever need to talk I’m hear to listen, even if I suck at these things. I will happily lend an ear.

And also

^^^That is a list for many hotlines to call if you ever need to call.

^^^That if you ever want to text someone

I just wanna let you know anon that you do matter and there is a reason to live and not take your life. I really want you to remember that

Say yes to this friendship?


   My name is Connor and I am 18 years old, living in Canada(but I am moving to NYC in about a year or so). I am really interested in art and fashion, and am actually in a specialized art High School right now trying to get into the University of my dreams(Parsons). I am beyond outgoing, but not to the point of being obnoxious, quiet time is important too! 

   Enough about me though! Feel free to message me and tell me a little bit about yourself! I’m looking for a pen pal who is ultimately just a really creative, easy to talk to person! Be cool and genuine and I will probably become fascinated with you. Also don’t be too young(16+) and let me travel with you.

Love me people!

Instagram: @connorandersen_  (Most used)

Snapchat: CAndersen2

Twitter: @CAndersen2


anonymous asked:

I'm so sad. I haven't felt this down in a while and I just want to cry and sleep and just never talk or see anyone again. Ugh.

I’m sorry you feel this way, friend. 
I’ve felt that way tons of times in my life. The feeling of wanting to close yourself out to everyone and everything. So don’t feel alone in this. You’re not weird or dumb for feeling these things. But what I’ve learned is that if all you do is close yourself off to everything it doesn’t make things better. I know right now you may feel like everything about you is broken, but that’s not true. Things are rough right now, but I can guarantee things will get better. So, yes, sleep and take care of yourself. Do something that makes you happy. Watch your favorite movie. Read your favorite chapter of a book. Play video games. Do what makes you happy.
Tomorrow things will be better. You’re not broken. You’re special, awesome, and unique. Keep your head up, homie.
And I’m always here to motivate and encourage you.

- Christopher.  

anonymous asked:

I don't know why I came here but I just wanted to talk to anyone.. Im not that person who usually gets insecure and all that. But today. I felt like shit. I've never felt so much unwanted like today. I just wanna cry and all that. I just hate myself right now and yeah. Not exist anymore, I mean who actually wants me in their life? -K

Hi, sweetheart. I’m so glad you came to talk to me - thank you for trusting me. 

Firstly, I am so sorry that you’ve had such a horrid day - I know it’s hard when you have one of those days where it seems as if everything is knocking you down and getting up only leads to another fall and everything is just utter hell and collapsing on you until you’re forced to collapse on yourself. I know. Those days are so, so hard and I’m so sorry that you’re facing that now.

But here is what I want you to remember: this is just one day. This is just twenty-four hours; the same amount of time as your happiest day, the same amount of time as any other day. This is just one day and you will have thousands upon thousands of days and this is just one little smear in it all. Today might have been complete shit, but the day ends and tomorrow comes and you will forget this yesterday. Do not let this one day dictate how your tomorrow will be because it will be a yesterday and there is always a better tomorrow if you look forward and believe it. That’s the first step. Believing that tomorrow can be different. Believing that you can make it different, better. It is so important to not let one day define your entire life’s worth - good or bad, your life is a long, long spectrum and this is just a speck. Remember that.

And if you want to cry, cry. It’s okay to have a bad day. It’s okay to have a day where you just collapse, where you do nothing, where you cry and break, if we’re being poetic. It’s okay. You can listen to sad songs or read dark poetry or wallow in your bathroom and it is okay to be a complete mess. But you have to promise me that you will pick yourself up at the end of the day or at the start of the next one, that if you’re going to break, you have to accept the responsibility of putting yourself back together again. And I’m not saying you have to jump right to it - that you have to jump right up and fight the world and single-handedly save it - I’m saying you have to commit yourself to putting one foot in front of the other to get through your days with your head held high. Okay?

And lastly, do not ever question who would want you in their lives. Don’t. You are so important to so many people and you hold such a dear place in their heart and to question that position? No. You are so important to the people around you and the people to come. How would you feel if it was reversed and your best friend, if your mother or sibling said that to you - you probably don’t want me in your life. I guarantee you’d be so shocked and devastated at the thought of not having them in your life, and I can assure you that would be their reaction to what you are saying now about yourself. You are so important, my love. Remember that. 

I know I went on a bit of a tangent, but I hope this helped at least a little bit, dear. There’s a post here that I answered before that highlights how important you are to people’s lives and you can take a look at that if you’d like. I do hope your day is a little bit better now, and I’m wishing you all the best for your future days too. Stay beautiful, sweetie.

- R

anonymous asked:

I feel so trapped. My mom is so insane. I'm not just saying that. She screams & throws shit for no fucking reason & I'm trying to move out but the only person I ACTUALLY want to be with right now is this boy who my whole body aches for and he's MIA today but we talked for hours last night on the phone. But I'm afraid I'm not attractive enough for him. I don't even know what I'm saying I guess I'm basically saying that I'm fucking suffocating. I need to die life is too toxic and painful

Things might be bad right now but dont do anything to hurt yourself! It seems youre in a very unsafe home situation so i agree that you should definitely try to find a place to live other than wit your mother. But also i dont want you to be dependent on this person you are on the phone with.ask them if you can crash with them until you can find a place for yourself. Basically what im trying to say is get out of your house, find somewhere safe, and try to find some things that make you happy


9x01 | 9x22

        ↳ When someone asks Cas to choose them over Dean.

justin, you got your degree. me and your mom are so proud.
but, now what? all you’ve done since graduation is eat at Denny’s.
you need a plan. less pancakes, more plancakes. you’ve got hambition, but no ambition. you talk about makin something of yourself but so far you’re just bacon something of yourself. do ya really think you’ll climb the ladder eating t-bone steak? gimme a t-bone break. if you got all this diner passion why don’tcha be a sausage director or a soup broker… manage eggs…  i dunno…

Everyone left, they hate me, they don’t care about me. 

And you kept thinking what did you do wrong or what happened and they all suddenly stopped talking to you.

You kept blaming yourself to the point you became very depressed. 


Have you not thought to yourself that you will be answering Allah alone and not with the help of even your parents on the day of reckoning?


Look, I too have been in this phase. Believe me.

But it is very wrong to blame yourself because of the things that happened, its simply a fact that says these people are not good for you and Allah saved you from them, it must be surreal for you now but in time Allah will show you why such people do not exist in your life anymore, and when that time comes you’ll realize it is all for your well being.

Indeed, people are dependent, sometimes to the one they love, their friends or family, not thinking that eventually these people will go either by the time they reach old age or that by the time you have done something wrong and they can’t forgive you and just want you out of their lives. 

Yes, this happens, there are people like that in this world. May Allah forgive us all.

So today, I wanted to share this beautiful story of  a man who will show you great strength of His trust with Allah and that true companionship comes from Allah as well.

I will not be narrating his whole life but just this event that highlighted such beautiful and inspiring moment to everyone.

This happened during the battle of Tabuk where the Muslims marched forth to fight against the Romans, and during this time, there was drought and many weak souls remained behind.

Most of those who remained behind were of the hypocrites who scoffed the Prophet Muhammad Sallallahu Alaihi Wassalaam and his Companions Radiyallahu Anhum for marching forth in the heat.

During this arduous march with the scorching heat above them, they noticed that Abu Dharr RA was not among them, and so one of Sahabah said “O Messenger of Allah, Abu Dharr has remained behind, his riding camel has slowed him down.”

The Prophet Muhammad Sallallahu Alaihi Wassalaam said:

“Leave him for if he has goodness in him, Allah will make him catch up with you. And if he is otherwise, then Allah has disburdened you of him.”

Thus they continued to march without pause.

Meanwhile, Abu Dahrr RA was trying to prod his riding camel to move faster, but his attempts in vain. So he took his things, carried them on his back and followed the tracks of the Prophet Muhammad Sallallahu Alaihi Wassalaam and his Sahabah RA.

When from a distance the Muslims saw the rising of dust, a sign that a man was approaching they said, “O Messenger of Allah, this indeed is a man who is walking all by himself on the road.”

The Prophet Muhammad Sallallahu Alaihi Wassalam said expectantly, “Be Abu Dharr!” When the man came nearer and the people were able to discern his features, they said, “By Allah, he is Abu Dharr, O Messenger of Allah!”

The Prophet Muhammad Sallallahu Alaihi Wassalaam then said: “May Allah have mercy on Abu Dharr; he walks alone, he will die alone, and he will be resurrected alone.”


What does this story teaches us? 

That like Abu Dharr, even if we have faith in Allah, we will be tested in so many ways but it is only those who are the likes of Abu Dharr that we could achieve such beautiful reward.

Indeed, like Abu Dharr, we also will and may have experienced the lost of beloved ones, or have our so called friends leaving us or even talking about us behind our backs, but even in seclusion and without companionship, Abu Dharr risen to follow the footsteps of the Prophet Muhammad Sallallahu Alaihi Wassalaam, and look how Allah Azza Wa Jall made him catch up and be with the companionship of the Prophet Muhammad Sallallahu Alaihi Wassalaam.

So if you come and think of it, we have to stay focused to our goal, ask yourself, if you were in same situation like of that of Abu Dharr RA, being left and would have to walk alone, would you actually walk forward or just stay depressed and whine about how they left you or they hate you because they left you or would you be like Abu Dharr that is so determined to go on?

Ask yourself, is it your friends or these people the reason that makes you really happy and makes you say “I shall go on”?


And I pray that Allah Azza Wa Jall enlightens our hearts to yearn for His Companionship along with the companionship of the Prophet Muhammad Sallallahu Alaihi Wassalaam and His Companions on the day we return back to Him. May He make the day we finally meet Him the most beautiful day of ours. 




Story was taken from Al Baihaqi, Dala’il 221, Ibn Asakir 70/157 and Ahmad 5/166

A message from your King...

So I go onto my Tumblr dash today and all I am greeted by is this ass!
No not some pathetic donkey, some strange man’s ass.
And everyone is now talking about this Sir Thomas Sharpe…
“Ooh he’s so handsome and devilish!”
“Ooh look at that ass!”
“Ooh I want to touch it!
"Ooh I want to bite it!”
You pathetic bunch of mewling quims…
Once upon a time it was all “Loki! Loki! Loki!”
But oh no, now it’s all about the Sharpe ass!
There are some that have remained loyal to me and I will remember you…
Pledge yourself to me again…
In the end you will alway kneel…

Your King Loki

anonymous asked:

Idk if I'm in time for the prompt Dx anyway "why are you so jealous about Lydia? You like me or what?" Stiles, of course xD

“Are you jealous of Lydia? Do you like me or something?” You stopped your scowling from you place at the locker, looking at Stiles in surprise. He had originally been halfway across the corner talking to the aforementioned girl…but now he was besides you and had a surprisingly arrogant smile on his mole splattered face. 

“What…?” You blinked once. Twice. Three times thinking that you’d misheard him. You hoped you misheard him you really didn’t want to open that kettle of fish today….after all the answer would be yes and yes I do. 

“I said do you like me?” He leaned against the locker beside you, the self-satisfied smile still attached to his lips, You were taken a back, a blinked again at him… before collecting yourself.

“Phh…no…Why…why would I like you?” You scoffed looking away from the boy you’d been crushing for the past god knows how many years…but he didn’t need to know that. 

“You like me.” He retorted leaning closer to you as if it would have an impact on your response…which of course it did have an effect…After all he smelt like aftershave and something undeniably Stiles and the closer he was the more little features you spotted on him…but you refused to admit anything.

“No I don’t.” You denied, arms crossing as if to protect yourself from the inevitable downfall that was about to happen. 

“Yes you do.” Stiles sang as if it was most entertaining thing in the world to him. He was even closer now, just mere inches from you, but you refused to budge. Refused to give in. 

“No I do-” You went to deny once again, but were surprisingly cut off by a pair of warm lips pressed against your own. Your eyelids fluttered and you felt yourself leaning into the kiss and responding. He pulled away and you started at him with shaky breath…

“Okay…I like you…I like you a lot…” You finally admitted, leaning back against the locker to steady yourself as he merely smirked at you. Except there was a tenderness there this time…a tenderness that came with a confession..


Haven’t made a video where I’ve talked in a while so this one is especially for that anon that called me fat. Go fuck yourself. I’m trying to love myself and my body is perfect the way it is. Lumps, skin, scars, stretch marks and all. You can’t make me feel bad anymore 😌💖✌️I’m gonna go eat a bunch of top ramen now hehe ☺️🍰

Imagine Pietro coming to save you...

“Pietro?…” You whisper into the communicator. 

“Y/N?” He replied back, his voice laid back and content. As far as he knew, the danger was over. 

A cough escaped you as you looked up, backing away from the man who stepped toward you with his gun aimed directly for your forehead. Just a few more feet and his shot would have no chance of missing.

“Thank you so much, for everything…” You could barely hold back the sob as you stared at the eyes of the man who would kill you. 

Pietro could hear the fear in your voice, he was already running your way with everything he had. “No Goodbyes. I do not like them all that much.” He demanded, he wasn’t far now, only one more block. 

“I didn’t say goodbye.” You whisper, smiling to yourself and thinking about how nice his voice sounded when he was talking to you, your eyes close, prepared now for the final shot. 

The sound echoed in your ears, shocking you and leaving a dull buzzing that seemed to overwhelm all other sound. But there was no pain, no stopping of your senses, it was like you weren’t even hit. Your eyes opened, sure that a bullet passing through your brain wouldn’t feel like that. The man who would have been your killer was sprawled out on the ground, clearly unconscious, the gun no where to be seen. And at the sight of him there, kneeling down before you and reaching out to pull you against his chest as the sound returned to your hearing, you realized that you weren’t ready to go. Not even a little bit. Not at all.