[On being on the show and it’s long running legacy]
It means a great deal to me! I mean, I-I-I wasn’t here from the very beginning but at this point I’ve now been here as long as or–longer then some of the people who were here from the beginning. So, it’s a crazy thing.
To all the bisexuals, pansexuals, and asexuals currently struggling with your identity because not only do heterosexuals constantly belittle your existence, but the group that is supposed to accept you does too.
can’t remember the exact moment her daughter, Jessica, went from being a
sunny 17-year-old who loved dressing up for school dances and hanging
out with her friends to a sullen, quiet 18-year-old alternating between
falling asleep upside down on the toilet and getting into hysterical
shouting matches with her mother.
“She just got with the wrong person and
started with cocaine, and it just goes from there,” Connie said in a
phone interview. “It’s just one drug after another and nothing ever gets
strong enough, so that’s when they turn to heroin.”
Jessica is just one of the estimated 2.1 million Americans currently
struggling with opioid addiction, and the epidemic is only getting
worse. In 2015, the most recent year on record, opioids killed more than
33,000 people — a record. From 2014 to 2015, deaths from synthetic
opioids like fentanyl, the painkiller that was found to be responsible for the 2016 death of the singer Prince, rose by 75%.
As the opioid crisis balloons in scale, imminent cuts to Medicaid and the introduction of the American Health Care Act
under President Donald Trump threaten to eliminate health coverage for
millions of Americans who rely on the Obama-era expansions to access
Jessica is one of those people. Today she
is 35 and, according to Petroski, her recovery is sustained by a
bi-weekly supply of Methadone meted out with the help of Medicaid.
“If she didn’t have the Methadone, she
could die,” Petroski said bluntly. “You can’t just stop. You can’t just
come off the medication. The risks of dying are so high.” Read more (3/10/17 11 AM)
I’m am currently struggling to breathe after murdering the replay button EDIT:I see people asking where this is from,the show is called Voltron Legendary Defender which is on Netflix and kisscartoon while the voice over,according to the description of the video, is from an Sao abridge ^ _ ^
3 weeks. 3 weeks of stiles completely ignoring his tasks as
a boyfriend. 3 weeks of constant bickering. 3 weeks since I’ve had any kind of
sexual contact with him and I’m struggling. Currently I’m packing to go to
Mexico. A fucking 27-hour drive in a car with Stiles, and the rest of the pack.
Normally I wouldn’t be affected by the lack of contact with Stiles but for some
reason its eating at me and I’m guessing its bothering him too because he’s
been acting like a complete dick.
“(Y/N) can you hurry the fuck up god” I heard him scream
from the bottom of the stairs. I fought the urge to make some smart ass comment
and continued to show random necessities into my bag. Water, food, gum, condoms
(Because you never know), Extra clothes for me and stiles, Hair ties and so on.
I ran down stairs once I was done and almost everyone was here except Lydia.
“Fucking Finally, come on we have to go get Lydia.” Stiles
grabbed my bag and threw it in the Jeep. Kira gave me a small smile before
climbing in the back seat. I sat up front and instantly plugged in my
headphones. This was going to be a long ride.
We got to Lydia’s place in less than 10 minutes and stiles
practically jumped out of the jeep to open the door for her to get in. Okay Then…
After I saw how wide his smile was when he saw her, my brain went into
overdrive. Maybe he wasn’t just sexually frustrated, maybe he just genuinely doesn’t
have feelings for me anymore, or maybe he’s just bored. So many reasons were
running through my mind I actually got a headache. I was so lost in my own
world I didn’t even realize we started driving again. My eyes flickered to the
rear view mirror and I saw that Malia was already looking at me. She gave me a
soft smile, which I kindly returned. I guess she could smell whatever emotion I
was feeling. I wonder how Kira does it, it must be so hard to hide what she’s
feeling from Scott. My eyes wandered over to Stiles who’s face held a smile. I
followed his eyes only to see that he was looking at Lydia. Oh what a surprise.
Deep down I know Lydia wouldn’t do anything to hurt me, and
neither would Stiles. I was never one to get jealous. I always understood that
Stiles had multiple female friends and it never bothered me. Mostly because I
was the one he was sleeping next to at night. But my insecurities were setting
in and I was gnawing at my bottom lip as I processed, or tried to process all
of these ideas running through my head. Did I push him away? Was he not happy
with me? What did I do? I must’ve done something. Did he realize something in
the past few weeks? Did his feelings for Lydia never leave? Stiles reassured me
multiple times that he still loved Lydia but not the way he loved me. He cared
for her but that was it. It was different now. My chest started feeling heavy
and there was a familiar ache in my heart. An ache I never wanted to feel
again. The worst part is I know I’m probably overreacting but I can’t help it.
I’m a “Spaz” and I read too much into every situation. Once I start I can’t
stop. A hand on my shoulder Is what brought me out of my thoughts. I glanced at
it hoping it was Stiles but I was wrong.
“Yeah Liam?” My voice came out softer than I expected, I
sounded so fragile it made me cringe. Scotts eyes snapped over to me. “You okay
(Y/N)?” his face held genuine concern. But he was always concerned about
everything. Scott honestly had a heart of gold and we needed more people like
him in the world. I coughed and nodded. “Yeah
I’m good, what did you need Liam?” He looked at me nervously and if I’m honest
it made me nervous. What the hell did this kid want? “Don’t kill me, but I’m
thirsty” I looked at him for a couple of seconds before I started laughing.
Like full on laughing, “You looked so scared because you wanted some of my
water? Really?” He smiled shyly and I reached into my backpack pulling out a
bottle. “There you can have it, I have plenty” He smiled and took it from my
hands. I focused on the outside again with a small smile on my face. I’d be
lying if I said I didn’t feel any better.
Another hour or two and everyone was asleep, Kira was
cuddled up under Scott and if I’m honest it made my heart swell. They were too
cute. Liam had his head on Malia’s shoulder and Lydia had her head against the
window. Even though Stiles barely uttered two words to me this entire ride I
fought to stay awake so he wouldn’t feel lonely. It was a long drive and he was
the only one driving, I felt bad for him.
“You look tired; you can go to sleep if you want.” I tore my
eyes away from my phone and looked up at the boy I hold so close to my heart. “No,
no I’m good. I’ll stay up” I managed to get out without making a fool of
myself. He chuckled and placed his hand on my thigh, giving it a light squeeze.
A wave of emotions ran through me, lust being one of them. I shook them off and
reached down grabbing the bag of kisses I brought. Carefully I peeled off the
wrapping and popped it in my mouth.
“You feel like sharing?” Stiles asked and I nodded a little to
eagerly. I unwrapped one for him and held it up to his lips. He could have just
opened his mouth and let me drop it in but no he wraps his lips around my
fingers and slowly takes the piece of chocolate into his mouth. Another rush of
heat ran through my body and I found myself squeezing my thighs together. What
was he doing? Two seconds ago he was all heart eyes over Lydia and now he has
his hand on my thigh and is sucking my fingers. Yet again I chose to ignore the
feelings and focus on something other than him.
“You’ve been waiting 3 weeks for this (Y/N), are you really
going to fight it now?” He whispered, letting his grip on my thigh tighten. I
bit my lip and focused my attention outside of the window. “I’ve been a dick ya
know? I haven’t been paying proper attention to my girl” My heart doubled in
size when he said my girl. “Do you know how hard it is? To have the most
beautiful woman on the planet and not be able to satisfy her when she needs it?
These last few weeks have been complete hell.” I whimpered softly and relaxed a
bit in my seat. “I try so hard to be rude to her, because if I’m not it’s so
much harder to keep my hands off her.” His hand slid up my thigh and I praised
myself for wearing a dress. “I try to focus on other girls you know? No one can
make me feel the way she does, so if I focus on other girls it helps me fight
the urge to take her somewhere private and fuck her until she can’t walk.” His voice
was low and raspy, I found myself involuntarily spreading my legs apart
“Stiles…” I whimpered “The pack is right there” He
completely ignored my remark and rubbed circles on my inner thigh. He kept
inching closer and closer to where I needed him most. “She whimpers my name
just like that, when I have her all hot and bothered under me. God I miss having
her writhing under me. I miss hearing her moan my name, that by itself can send
me over the edge.” Slowly he pushed my panties aside and slid two fingers up
and down my slit. I gripped his forearm and bit down on my lip to contain my
moans. Part of me is alert because someone could wake up at any time and catch
us, and part of me doesn’t care because it’s been so long. “Fuck you’re so wet
for me baby” He groaned as he continues rubbing circles on my clit. “I haven’t
seen my girl cum in so long, her cheeks get this pink tint to them, and her
lips are swollen from all of the kissing and biting. Her hair is all over the
place but it makes her look even more sexy. If that was possible. Her eyes
flutter close and her mouth forms an “o” shape while she moans out my name and
claws at my back. And sometimes when it’s too much for her she’ll bite down on
my shoulder and it’s the hottest thing ever. I don’t think I’ve ever told her
this but I love waking up and seeing all the marks she left on me.” I’ve never
heard him talk this this, and if I’m honest it the sexiest thing I’ve ever
heard. He slips his middle and ring finger inside of me, pumping them slowly as
his thumb circles my clit. “Fuck Stiles… Like that” I moaned out, clamping my
hand over my mouth and looking around frantically in case I woke someone up.
His eyes stayed on the road the whole time but his lips formed a smirk. “I
could make her cum with just my hands, but I think she likes my mouth the most.
That’s definitely my favorite part. I haven’t tasted her in so long. It’s gonna
be the first thing I do when I get back from Mexico.” I whimpered again and
grinded against his fingers. “Promise?” I whispered breathlessly. He tore his
eyes away from the road and looked at me. “I promise baby”
His fingers moved faster inside of me and I felt myself
going over the edge. He pressed down slightly harder on my clit. He was
prolonging my orgasm and I don’t know if I was happy or annoyed about it. “She
likes when I do this” He curled his fingers inside of me before pulling them
out and slamming them back in. I was a mess in the front seat and there’s no
doubt that the care would stink of sex. Even though we actually didn’t have
any. “You like that baby? You like when I finger fuck you in a car full of
people?” a soft mewl left my mouth and I nodded “You like the fact that I’m
gonna make you cum when our best friends are right there?” I was at a loss for
words as he pumped his fingers faster and curled them inside of me.
It wasn’t long before I clenched around his fingers and came
undone. He slowly pumped his fingers in and out of me as I rode out my high.
When I calmed down he pulled his fingers from between my thighs and I watched
in awe as he sucked them clean. I leaned back in my seat, panting and fixing my
dress. Stiles placed his hand back on my knee and I smiled softly. I tied my
hair up and took his hand into my lap, playing with his fingers. The fingers
that made me feel so good just a few moments ago. I brought his hand up to my lips and left
soft kisses all over his knuckles. It was a small gesture but it was something
he loved. My eyes travelled down to the obvious bulge that formed in his khakis
and I bit my lip. Dropping his hand, I unbuckled my seatbelt and leaned over
“Babe what are- “He let out a soft moan as my lips attached
onto his neck. “Shhhh baby, you’re gonna wake them up”
“Yeah it’s a little too late for that” I froze, Stiles
froze, the entire world froze when we heard Scott talk. I fell back into my
seat so fast and Stiles chuckled. “How long were you awake bro?” He asked “I
woke up as soon as she leaned over to you” oh thank god, Scott didn’t witness
any of our previous actions.
“I’m glad you two are back to normal dude, It’s been crazy
for a while and it looked like it was really taking a toll on you guys” Scott
“Oh you have no idea” Stiles looked over and winked at me,
causing a smile to break out onto my face. Everyone soon woke up and the rest
of the drive was filled with laughter and planning. I for one couldn’t get my
mind off what happened while they were asleep, and I was looking forward to
returning the favor.
All I know now is, I seriously need to stop overreacting.
That this man, Stefan Carl, who is currently struggling with medical complications
Who appreciates and cares about all of his fans, watchers, and his Meme Friends
Who would wear tons of make-up just to recreate the character who will always be in our memories
Loves us all so much, that he would do what he could to get his treatment ad put on a Liveshow for all of the people who over the years have stuck with him with love and dedication, so that they have something new to remember him by.
Stefan Karl will not only be known for his acting skills as Robbie Rotten, but as a man who keeps upbeat spirits and cherishes all around, truly pure.
“The current struggles you’re facing will become things of the past. It’s an inevitable cycle. Nothing last forever. You can’t smile right now, but you will soon.”// Maxwell Diawuoh, Six Word Story #30 (327/366)