but i am no millionaire

STARS: Why a Lars/Steven fusion is possible

Following the latest episode of Steven Universe “I Am My Mom” Steven leaves home for Homeworld. Now that could mean a lot for the final season. But more importantly LARS IS STILL ON THE SHIP!!!! Yeah guys get ready for a whole world of trouble. I know a lot of people are asking themselves “Why Lars?” and is he gonna die? [Due to a photo going around of Steven crying while holding someone who’s has a striking resemblance to Lars. (Maybe not striking but you get it.)] Now the next episode of SU is called “Stuck Together” which could be a nod to the episode “Alone Together” the episode in which we met the fusion Stevonnie. We could get to see a Steven Lars fusion! and it’s actually very likely. Like Connie, Lars has a connection with Steven. I mean I’m pretty sure his connection with Steven has existed long before Connie and Stevens. (Now I’m not speculating that they have a romantic connection. More of a Platonic or Familial connection.) Lars and Steven have been through so much together dating back to Lars and the Cool Kids and since then their relationship has certainly received a lot of development. Lars in a way has sort of been an Older brother to Steven and before you go off about how Lars is a terrible person. Hear me out. Older brothers don’t always show their love for their younger brothers especially in my experience. Lars is a complex character who cares a lot about what people think and how he’s perceived. He scared of letting anyone see who he really is. Especially people he really likes. Steven has always tried to show Lars that it’s okay to be yourself. In the latest episode we actually see how much Steven wants Lars to realize that (did you see the disappointment when he saw the cake in the trash) to all my people screaming for Lars character development. We’ve actually seen it! It has happened on several non consecutive occasions he’s become really comfortable with Steven since the beginning if the show I mean Steven spent time in his body for gem sakes! So the potential is all there. Lars is still on the ship and probably terrified. He’s thinking what if he can’t get home what if he never sees his friends or family again. But more importantly WHAT IF HE DIES??! Steven is most likely certain that his gem will be shattered upon his arrival on Homeworld. They’re both terrified and thinking the same things. They’re the only people that they know at the moment. They’re stuck together. They have to look out for each other now. (More like Steven will look after Lars) Steven has to get Lars back home. Because Not everybody should have to suffer at the hands of Rose Quartz. What will they do? Now the fusion will most definitely be accidental. Like Stevonnie’s emergence. But one can only wonder what kind of person Stars will be. If we take into account Smoky Quartz. The fusions with Steven always seem to have some kind social conflict. Stevonnie’s anxiety. Smoky’s insecurity We can only wonder what the complicated often misunderstood sometimes an asshole Lars was contribute to a fusion. I think it would be cool if Stars was a tad overconfident. It would be such a shocker considering their components. Stars wouldn’t have the burden of carrying the stress of their counterparts. They could likely be ready to fight especially if Steven and Lars have the same motivations. Though it’s lovely in theory and I welcome the possibility. if we even get a chance to ever meet a Steven Lars fusion it would probably be short lived. Cause knowing Lars he would freak out and disrupt the harmony. But it is still possible and I want it. So I’m biased.

Wealth does NOT equal generosity!

When I first started sugaring, I used to meet men and immediately start calculating their wallets. Let me tell you how this was an epic fail. 

I used to think, the richer he is - the more generous that he will be. I’m here to tell you that, that notion is absolutely false!

1. Be smarter: Don’t brush off those guys who make 300k a year because your think that the millionaire will give you more. 

2. Every millionaire won’t believe in you: find the guy that will believe in your and your dreams and I promise you that’s who will give you the most.

3. Stop calculating his pockets: A lot of girls meet a rich guy and automatically become phased. Those millions are not your millions so why are you holding on if he is not investing?

4. Do not be afraid to walk away: men love a chase. My motto is usually, what has he done to deserve a pass? Why am I giving this millionaire a pass that I don’t give other thousandaire’s? His money is not my money so he get’s treated like every other man in line. Stand your ground and I guarantee that you will get the man. 

Try not to get caught up on these billionaire’s, cars, and houses because at the end of the day… Wealth does not equal generosity!

Day 10… we’re 1/3 towards the end!!!

Wow, I can’t believe we are already 10 days into the Whole30!! The first week was actual hell with the detoxing, sugar cravings, & constant headaches! I’ve spent the last 10 days learning to listen to my body and relax when it needs it. Listening to my body started with embarking on a long yoga session one morning (despite my need for high caloric burn). The program I am following 500 calorie burn by Millionaire Hoy called for a “strength / yoga” day. Now, don’t let me fool you, I haven’t grown thattttt much, my husband still had to force me to stick with the program and listen to our bodies. Honestly though, it felt good to strengthen my muscles and take a breather – don’t tell my husband he was right though 👌🏼this was one of my favorite poses from the morning, it completing stretched my lower back and shoulders and released a ton of tension.

My 10 day results are:
1. Clearer skin (I actually got a compliment on how soft it looked)
2. Weight loss – I haven’t weighed myself but it is clear when I look in the mirror ( another coworker mentioned my weight loss.. yay!!)
3. Way way way less anxiety!
4. More energy all day and night
5. No more morning (or any) headaches
6. Less muscle pain, but still lingers in my lower back
7. Little to no cravings
8. Reduce in appetite

Also, I’m such a creature of habit so I eat the same meals multiple times a week and stay satisfied, so I’ll only update my new recipes! Basically I eat some type of egg frittata and fruit salad for breakfast, ground turkey with cauliflower rice and steamed veggies for lunch, and then my featured dinners.

I can’t wait to get my tiger blood, but I can feel it coming, yippie!!!

xxoo - Amy


This weekend has by far been the highest point of my entire sugaring career. I don’t even know where to begin. So I matched with this man on Tinder and we had a fairly normal conversation and then he invited me to spend the weekend with him in his city, I wanted to go see @sugarbabybunny who lives near there so I figured even if it didn’t work out it would still be fun.

My weekend was off to a really rough start. Long story short I was assaulted and left in a hurry with a mess of stuff. This bitch bunny totally saves me when I get there by picking up my luggage so I can meet this guy for lunch, we went to this really nice place and when I met him it was pretty clear he’s next level rich. Everything on him was expensive. 

This is where the genius scamming came in. He of course asked me where my luggage was, and without even thinking I told him I forgot it in the train and that I filed for it missing but they hadn’t called me. OMG. YOU ALL NEED TO TRY THIS. He immediately felt so bad and asked if I wanted to go shopping to replace my things. Um, hell yeah?? 

I fucked up this department store and he spent over a thousand euros. A ton of high end make up, Calvin Klein underwear, cute sleep set, lingerie, a few outfits, and last but not least a beautiful handbag. This was one of my big sugar goals this year, get a guy to buy me a designer bag. I’m so happy to have met my goal so fast. 

The weekend goes on and he ends up telling me he’s in love with me. Umm what. Obviously I play along but this dude is really like obsessing over me. Keep in mind we still haven’t gone past kissing, and he’s still hanging on everything I say. I guess I must’ve been looking off looking sad cause he asked me what’s wrong and I said I just need to pay my rent on the 15th and I don’t know if I’ll be able to make it. Without a beat he says he’ll pay it. As were walking he slips 1000 euros in my pocket. Holy shit. 

We all go to dinner together with his friends and Bunny and we ended up ordering a ton of food and Bunny said she was feeling a little sick. I was like biiih go to the bathroom pretend like you threw up so we can dip out with the CASH. i swear to god you guys me and Bunny are the ultimate scam duo, we are true actresses at heart. We pulled off that stunt perfectly and got the fuck out of there. 

This dude is really in love with me, and me and Bunny did some research and found out he is a multi millionaire. I am going to milk the hell out of this in any way I can, I think I can eventually get things like a car and an apartment from him. Within 48 hours of knowing me he’s shelled out close to 3k, and all we’ve done is kiss/cuddle!!! Bless the sugar gods. Still recovering from the shock. 

Originally posted by beamlyus

ren201  asked:

22 please

**22. The Thermostat Fight**

It started with Logic. He had been walking past the thermostat when he noticed the small orange needle moved slightly to the left. It was only a few degrees, and he was sure someone must have just accidentally bumped into it. He moved it back to seventy degrees and continued on his way to the kitchen.

After breakfast, while he was walking back to his room to get ready for the day, he once again noticed the orange needle pushed a few degrees to the right. He’d have passed it off as an accident if it wasn’t pointed at the same temperature as earlier. Someone was trying to freeze them. He moved it from sixty-seven degrees back to seventy and went to his room.

Thus, The Great Thermostat War began.

Logic didn’t know who his opponent was, but it didn’t matter. Anyone who thought below seventy degrees was an acceptable temperature was no friend of his.

Of course, everyone aside from the two involved knew what was going on and were taking bets on the outcome (Pranks ran the betting pool).

On the third day of the thermostat fight, Logic was getting fed up and taped the thermostat in place. Two hours later he saw it was cut and let out a slow breath to keep control. This was getting out of control.

Dad walked up next to him

“It’s absolutely childish, isn’t it?”

“It’s ridiculous!” Logic threw his hands up. “This needs to stop now. The temperature is fine where it’s at.”

“I agree.”

“Do you think it’s Pranks doing it?”

“No, he’d have admitted to it by now.”

“Look at this,” Logic pulled the tape off and began adjusting the thermostat, “They changed it again!”

“It’s at seventy again?”

Logic froze.

“No… It’s at sixty-seven.”

They both stood for three seconds before facing each other and shouting “You!”

“You’ve been turning the thermostat up?”

“You’ve been turning it down!”

“Of course, It’s only September.”

“It’s freezing in the house!”

“Put on a sweater!”

“I am wearing a sweater!”

“Do you think we’re millionaires? We can’t afford to have the heat up all the time.”

“You’re going to have plenty of money when you don’t have to pay for everyone because they’ve frozen to death!”

They glared at each other in silence.

Logic had been betrayed- and by Dad no less.

“I can’t believe you’d betray me like this,” Dad huffed.

“Funny, I was thinking the same thing.”

The glaring match continued.

“Well now,” Prince walked up and raised a hand between the two of them, “Not that this hasn’t been an amusing three days, but I just won the pool, so how about I suggest a compromise?”

Logic didn’t know what he meant by ‘Pool’, but he didn’t care at the moment.

“What do you mean compromise?”

Prince smiled.


That night, Logic slept cuddled up to Dad.

“I’m sorry I raised my voice,” He apologized.

“I’m sorry I was so rude,” Dad said in equal respect.

“Do you forgive me?” Logic asked.

“I do,” Dad pecked his lips. “Can you do me a favor, though?”


“Can you turn that space heater down a bit?”

Logic froze.


Thus, The Great Thermostat War came to an end.

And so began The War of The Space Heater.

YouTuber Confessional - Jack Maynard Imagine

A/N- hey love, can I pretty please have an imagine where you’re joe’s sister and you do a video for his channel like the youtuber confessional one he did with zoe, and he gets you to admit that you have feelings for jack. I hope you’re not overloaded with requests, but if you are, please take your time to write mine, theres no rush! x

Actually enjoyed writing this one! Enjoy :)

Joe called me last night saying he wanted to start a new YouTube video series and he wanted me to be in the first episode. I did question what i would be doing but he said all to be revealed. Being Joe’s sister i for sure knew this was going to be one of those weird but wonderful videos. 

Joe had been setting up in the bedroom for the past 20 minutes making sure everything was out correct and in position. I wasn’t allowed to see what was happening because apparently it would wreck the surprise. Touching up my make-up and finding a decent t-shirt to wear i waited for Joe to give me the all clear. When this happened i walked into the bedroom to see Joe sitting on a chair wearing a reverend/pastor costume. I sat down in the spare seat awaiting to hear what this was all about. 

“What the hell Joe?” I started to laugh, there was no way i was going to take this seriously. 

“Shhhh im going to start my video now” Joe said. I bit down on my lip trying to contain my laughter. 

“So today i thought i’d start a new series on my youtube channel and its called, i dont know what its called” So starting a new series and he doesnt even have a name for it yet, good one Joe!

“Call it youtube confessional” I suggested. 

“Youtuber confessional or the youtuber confessional?”

“The youtube confessional” Finally agreeing on what to call it, the video continued. 

“You look like you have a lot of confessionals stored in that pea shaped head” 

“I do” I nodded. 

“Now Y/N im giving you the opportunity to confess your sins” I nodded once again while pulling faces causing Joe to look down and laugh. 

“Stop it please im trying to be serious there” 

“Sorry” I looked down trying to look sad but failing. 

“Lets begin! What is your worst habit?” Joe asked first. 

“Oh god, I dont know. Erm, probably biting my nails” I openly admitted.

“Thats disgusting, what do you do with the nail you bit off?” Joe asked with a strange facial expression.

“I either spit them out or swallow them”

“What kind of human are you” We both laughed. 

“How much do you get paid?”

“Well that’s personal!, it varies every month. But i tell you this, the media have never got it right” I truthfully said. I don’t like when the media get involved making up stories just because they don’t have anything good to cover.

“Are you a millionaire?” 

“Joe! You tell me, am i?” 

“You probably have more than me” This was probably true, I was known as the saver in the family. 

“When was the last time you flew economy?” 

“Like 2 weeks ago when i came back from Italy” 

“I forgot you went there did you enjoy it?”

“I did thank you”

“Do you scrunch or fold toilet paper when you wipe your arse?” Where the hell do these questions come from.

“I fold unless im drunk then i scrunch so i can hurry off the toilet” Joe let out a little chuckle knowing what i was like when drunk. 

“Worst habit on social media” 

“Using the emojis too often or when they arent needed” 

“You should use Joemoji” Joe said winking at the camera. “Self branding there”

“Have you ever slept with a youtuber?”


“Are you sure?” Joe re-questioned

“Of course”

“Do you dislike any of your brothers friends?” I let out a chuckle as Joe started referring to himself in third person. 

“No i like them all”

“Which one do you like the most?” 

“I like them all equally” I started to get a little defensive. Obviously there was one i liked more but Joe shouldn’t know who it is. I’ve never dropped hints, i’ve never purely shown it. 

“Come on tell me, i know your hiding something” This was the worst part about it. With me and Joe being so close we knew each other inside out. I knew when he was hiding something or when he wasn’t his self and it seems he was the same way with me.

“Y/N this is called YouTube confessional, you’re meant to tell the truth” Joe smirked. 

“I am telling the truth” Well i wasn’t.

“Well i know it’s not Oli as you see him as a brother” 


“It’s not Josh or Mikey because you’ve friendzoned them a few times in conversations plus they wouldn’t try it on with you”


“It’s either Caspar Jack or Conor” Joe started to put his thinking hat on staring at me the whole time. Almost like he was trying to read my mind.

“It’s not Conor” 

“Right” I was so scared for him to figure out this secret of mine. I mean crushing on one of this friends is a bit weird right? But I did get on with them all, they were in my age range to which is a bonus. I blame Joe for having genuine good friends. 

“It’s Jack, you like Jack” He proudly smiled knowing he cracked it as i remained silent. How did he conclude to that. It’s quite scary actually. All i could think of was the heat rising to my cheeks. 

“Y/N you like Jack!” Joe kept shouting clapping his hands. 

“Ok ok calm down” 

“How long? How long have you liked him?” Ugh I hated talking about my feelings especially when it happens to be about one of my brothers best mate. 

“A few months now” I mumbled not exactly wanting to get into it. 

“I knew it! Every time i see you two together the looks you give each other is different. I’ve never seen you like it before and i’ve definitely not seen Jack like it before and I know what Jack is like” The heat reaching to my cheeks was for sure making them turn bright red. The lights in the room didn’t help either. It was like interrogation.  

I tried not to like Jack but he was just different, i knew his reputation but i didn’t see that. It’s like he changed. From the day Joe introduced me to him i got butterflies. I’m not a nervous person when it comes to meeting new people but meeting Jack. He was the first. The flirting between us happened every now and again but I didn’t actually realise it happened at times, it just came naturally. He made me happy. He made me smile. When looking across a room I would always see the blue eyes looking in my direction, the small compliments he would give me when no one else was around or listening, the brushing against each other when walking back one another. But i didn’t want to say anything in case it did something to Joe and Jacks friendship. Just being a good sister. 

“Why didn’t you say something?” Joe asked.

“Because i’m your little sister, i thought you may have thought it’s strange for me to be liking one of your friends. When a boy tries to flirt or make a move you’ve given them the death stare. Don’t say you dont or haven’t because you have”

“But have you noticed i never stopped Jack?” That was something to think about. “I know Jack has liked you for a while now, he confined in me. He also felt bad but i said it was ok as i saw the change in him” 

“Why didnt you tell me!!”

“Because i wasn’t sure if you liked him, i wanted to wait to see if i could get it out of you and now i have!” 

“You’re so sly” I folded my arms and left back in the chair letting out a small laugh. 

“You love me. Oh he’s coming around here later i invited him”

“Joe! You don’t even live here and you’re invited people around” 

“You’ll thank me later”

“Is the camera still filming?” We both looked towards it and laughed.

“For god sake i’m going to have so much editing to do” 

Stay? - Bucky Barnes x reader

Literally so random and crappy but it is a little something that popped into my head. First Bucky x reader with a little fluff but I warn you it is crappy 

You sat fuming on the couch in the avengers lounge. Once again your father had treated you like absolute shit and you had had enough. You were almost close to tears, but you told yourself there was no way in hell you would let them spill over him. You were assuming everyone was out or busy as you hadn’t seen anyone in the hour you had been here since going out with your parents - you only had Friday as company,


“‘Yes, miss”

“Play something loud and angry.” Music blasted around the floor as you stood and made your way to the bar and pouring yourself a drink, downing it in one before pouring it again. You were sick of it. Always being spoken down to by your parents and by some of your team-mates, if there was one thing you hated more than anything it was being patronised and screamed out as if you were a 3-year-old. If your dad wasn’t belittling you, telling you to shut up constantly and that you never contributed to anything it was the team sometimes treating you as if you bored the hell out of them and them acting as if nothing you said was important unless it was a mission.

Downing your third glass you slammed it down leaning against the bar as you heard footsteps faintly,

“(y/n), what the hell?!” Bucky stood in a loose grey shirt and sweat pants, his hair a mess.

“What?” you snapped. Your head snapping to look at him eyes still brimmed but still refusing to spill.

“Friday, shut this up” he shouted and it fell silent, you looked away from him and back down to your glass, “what are you doing?”

“Drowning my sorrows what does it look like.” you scoffed, “wanna join?”

“No, what the hell is up with you?” he walked to you, pulling the glass away from where you were twirling it between your hands, “you don’t drink, (y/n). And you don’t talk like that to me.”

“Really. Even you are scolding me now.” you pushed away from the counter and sauntered back to the couch collapsing down again.

“I am not scolding you, just tell me what’s up?” Bucky pushed putting the glass away and walked over to you standing next to you as you refused to look up at him. He stood in silence for a moment, “Who hurt you?”. You snickered slightly shaking your head and rubbing your forehead with your hand you snapped.

“The world.” you managed before finally letting the waterworks slip. Bucky sighed running his hand over your shoulder and coming to sit beside you. The two of you sat separately for a minute before Bucky opened his arms allowing you to crawl in and lay your head on his shoulder as he wrapped you up n his embrace. This wasn’t the  first time the two of you had ended up like this. Movie nights and nights with nightmares often ending like this and it was pretty common. You calmed each other pretty well.

“Was it your dad?” He asked timidly.

“Partly.” you sniffed already feeling yourself become calmer, “I am just tired of feeling so… little, compared to you guys. I am not a super-soldier, I am not a highly trained assassin or a god or a millionaire. I am a girl who had a normal upbringing who just happened to get into an academy out of pure luck. My dad doesn’t help.” You felt Bucky shift a little beneath you before moving his arms beneath you, the cold metal chilled your arms as he picked you up, “where are we going?” you asked.

“Your room. The others will be back in a minute and I didn’t think you would want to be on display right now” you just nodded and help his shirt. He set you down on your bed and went back to close the door before sitting in front you. “Why do you feel like this about the team? You are as much a part of the team as this arm is part of me.”

“Because none of them seem to care about me unless it’s a mission.”

“They do care…”
“I don’t feel like I do”

“so I don’t care, do I?” he looked at you almost with puppy eyes.

“You know what I mean” you sighed and rubbed your eyes, “They don’t want me as part if the team.”
“They do. And I sure as hell want you in the team, where would I be without you eh?” you smiled a little, “You were as much of an outsider as me really, you came from an ordinary background, no experiments, no training as such and no great amounts of money but you fought your way up here because you care, and that is what matters most. If anything the team is in awe of you, you are so caring and strong and beautiful. They are just a little jealous and worried about losing you, they didn’t get the experience of growing up a 'normal’ child as such so they don’t know how to respond to all these stories because maybe they don’t really know what them things are like.” You didn’t take your eyes off your hands that fiddled in your lap, “As for your parents? Well I don’t know because I don’t think, honestly, they show you as much appreciation and love that you deserve.”

“Thank you” you murmured. Looking up at him a little to find his eyes hadn’t left you.

“No worry, doll” he smiled a little. “I’ll check on you in the morning, yea?”

“Can you stay?” No matter what time a movie on movie night finished or how bad a nightmare was the two of you never stayed a night together. Ever. Honestly, it just hadn’t come up but tonight, despite the fact the manner in which he dealt with you was no different he seemed softer, more gentle and warmer.

“I don’t know, doll…” he trailed off a little with apprehension.

“Please?” you asked finally meeting his eyes,

“I might hurt you if I lash out.”

“And if you lash out I will be closer to calm you down.” you said softly and he thought for a second.

“Scooch over a little,” he said quietly moving up the bed and pulling the covers back and laying down allowing you to climb in next to him. As usual, he opened up his arms and you crawled in laying your head on his shoulder as always but this time feeling different.

"You called me beautiful” you murmured, your eyes closing.

“I did, didn’t I,” he mumbled back

“Yea” you smiled peacefully hearing him chuckle,

“You deserve so much love, (y/n) (l/n).” he pulled you in closer, “Would you mind if maybe I gave it you?” he asked quietly barely above a whisper,

“Not at all.”

Originally posted by mariaslittlestuff

anonymous asked:

Enlighten us, to whom are we speaking to exactly?

Uh haha… What? You don’t know?? …Really?

Wh- Well. I’m not sure how you haven’t heard of me but I guess you’ve just been living in a cave for the past 5 years and I’ll forgive you for that. ahem

I am The Once-ler, multi-millionaire, CEO of Thneed Inc, owner of the entire city of Thneedville. Which, is currently in development, but thousands of people from Greenville are already buying lots and planning to move. I’m pretty important around here, people don’t usually bother me about useless things. And they especially wouldn’t insult me. Ever. Wow, I sure do miss that.