i have a day off work

mazikeen934  asked:

I know this is a weird thing to ask but do you think that a Ravenclaw or a Slytherin would invent one day, when attending a wild party, a spell that can prevent pregnancy? My Slytherin best friend has been insisting that it would be her house fellows, not mine, since they are sorta practical and cautious when it comes to this.

I feel like maybe it would be a team effort. The slytherin would probably be the one to realise the issue and want a more practical solution and they’d approach the ravenclaw to work out how to achieve their goal. Ravenclaws tend to be a bit off in their own world so might not have identified the issue, but they’re often creators at heart be that engineering, art, or inventions. The ravenclaw would be the one to come up with proposals for solutions, scrap parchment would litter the floor as various theories were disproven and improved. When the spell is finally perfected, they decide to share the credit. You need both a critical mind and innovation to create something worthwhile 

it is a sad day for the mom/dad off. daisy, jemma, and yoyo have lost all their favorite contenders to the framework. coulson, may, mace, dadcliffe, even surprise dad!mack. all gone. all living in a fantasy world. there is no parent left to challenge aida’s tyrannical rule. things seem hopeless. it’s all over, aida won.

and then, suddenly, they remember…..

talbot is still out there

anonymous asked:

My work recently got a new manager in charge of scheduling. Now the full time staff are being assigned evenings and weekends, leaving the days always short of staff because the manager is giving the PART TIME shifts to the FULL TIME staff. On every day off that I have I get a call to come in and I always ignore my phone because... if you aren't going to schedule properly, that isn't my fault. I'm part time. Not full time.

anonymous asked:

Okay i looked back at my request and yes it does sound like rape and I'M SO SORRY. I'M ASHAMED.. maybe you just were having sex and he hurt you by accident and you got upset but he comforted you and apologised sincerely


The door slamming shut was enough to joust you awake from the sleep that you had been entertaining for hours. A thin trail of spit was connected from your hand to your mouth causing you to curse silently and wipe off your face rolling on your back. You knew that Namjoon was home, but being so exhausted from your own work day you simply laid there in bed waiting for him to come to you. The air was chilling your bones, but it was nothing the comforter couldn’t fix. You felt yourself drifting back to sleep, but then the door was being pushed open by a fuming Namjoon that was red. His shirt rolled up on his arms and tucked to show his biceps, his black sweat pants baggy and around his waist. You licked your lips watching him move around the room with his freshly dyed purple hair back. He was sinful and beautiful without even trying. You didn’t say too much you just admired him as he threw off his clothes getting ready to shower was what you assumed.

“Come here..” You mumbled with a slight yawn reaching out for him and sitting up so that he would notice you and jump out of his thoughts.

“No jagi. No.” Namjoon warned sternly looking at you with his clothes balled up in his hand as he made his way towards the bathroom.

“I always help..” You pouted looking at him defeated sighing and crossing your arms. Every time that Namjoon was in an uproar you would always help letting him fuck you until all his anger was gone. Usually it got him to calm down enough to have him talk it out with you, but tonight it seemed like he wasn’t budging. He looked at you paused in his stance, gritting his teeth you heard him mumble ‘fuck it’ and set his clothes onto your shared counter before he was walking back to you eyes dark and hooded. Towering over you Namjoon gripped at the back of your hair his hands in your messy disheveled hair pulling it back a little too hard for your liking. His lips crashing roughly against yours Namjoon yanked the cover down passed your exposed thighs letting his free hand hungrily trail up your body until he was sliding it under the only thing you had on which was one of his blue shirts that was loose on your body.

Plunging his fingers inside of your wet heat, Namjoon was anything but gentle his anger consuming the monster inside of him slowly. Your hand reached out to grab at his wrist to slow him down a bit, at least until you adjusted but he was not giving in keeping the same pace up because he knew that you could take whatever he gave to you. Namjoon pulled back from the kiss quickly flipping you on your stomach lifting the shirt up so that he could see your ass. Delivering slap after slap onto your heated skin the male gripped at your hips aligning himself with your entrance.

“Namjoon wait-“ You tried to call out but it was too late, he was surging his hips forward releasing a strangled moan as your walls stretched out and molded to his shaft. He didn’t let you adjust pulling out and slamming back into your heat. Your hands gripped at the sheets as you whimpered and felt your eyes brim with tears trying to take the rough fuck he was giving you.

It wasn’t that you didn’t like rough sex, you did you craved it most of the time he even touched you. But tonight, it wasn’t as if he was fucking you so that you could take care of him like always, he was just so consumed by his anger it was as if he was taking it out on your body and that was something that you didn’t like to feel at all. His hands holding onto your hips too tight, his nails biting into your skin caused you to whine as you buried your face into the sheets shutting yourself up. Namjoon lifted one hand letting his nails rake up your back until he was grabbing at your hair pulling your body up causing you to arch your back. Namjoon’s balls slapped against your ass, as his dick buried deep inside of you cutting your breath short and letting your head spin. He let your hips go completely to let his other hand busy itself with your clit rubbing the throbbing bud like there was no tomorrow. Moaning his name because of the pleasure you couldn’t help but cum for him, all too quickly for your liking. And Namjoon after a few more harsh thrusts followed suit cumming inside of you and letting you go. He walked into the bathroom once he was done turning on some rap music on his phone leaving you there on the bed feeling like a cheap hookup.

Sighing you told yourself not to cry, hands fumbling with the oversized shirt you reassured yourself it was ok as you crawled back under the covers letting more tears pull from your eyes as you stare at the wall in front of you. A lot of thoughts raced through your mind and you didn’t understand how come you couldn’t shake this hurt feeling. It wasn’t like you guys never fucked this way before and most times you did enjoy every second of it, but here and now you felt bitter and you didn’t even know if you really wanted the male to touch you for the rest of the night. You didn’t know how long you had stayed in the same position but soon Namjoon was coming out singing and moving his hips as he climbed onto the bed and under the covers with you. His hands reached out to hold you but out of instinct you jumped from him, your heart beating fast as you sat on your ass looking at the male who immediately went from a dimpled grin to a concerned frowned.

“Jagi?” He questioned reaching out for you but you slapped his hand away curling up into yourself.

“D-don’t touch me.” You whispered softly hands hugging your legs. Namjoon sat up a bit his eyes never leaving yours.

“Did. Something happen while I was in the shower?” He questioned clearly confused on everything.

“Why didn’t you stop when I asked you?” You asked softly looking down at the bed.

“What the hell? When did you say stop?” Namjoon asked again his voice raising causing you to flinch.

“I said Namjoon wait. And you just kept going.” You said softly feeling your eyes brim.

“So, you didn’t want it?!” He questioned again and the harshness of his tone made you jump because now it just sounded like he raped you and that was not at all what you were trying to say. Sighing softly your hands reached up to play in your hair and you shook your head no trying to steady your voice and think of what you wanted to say.

“It’s not that.. You just, usually talk to me about what’s going on before we do it.. And you were so mad, I didn’t feel like you were coming to me to let me comfort but more like we were hate fucking?” You asked yourself nodding. “I tried to grab at your hand but you didn’t take the hint. I told you to wait because I wanted to adjust to you. Usually I’m all for the rough sex but not when you don’t talk to me. I just feel like I’m an object and not your girlfriend.” You admitted chewing on your jaw. Emotions flooded over Namjoon’s face before he was grabbing you to gently pull you into his arms and under the cover. Opening his mouth to let his soft deep somber voice soothe you.

“I tried to warn you Y/N. I knew the moment you called my name what you wanted. And I was so angry, that’s why I told you no. It wasn’t because I didn’t want you. But I know my strength and I know how I get when I’m mad. That being said, you wanted me and I’ll never tell you no, that you know already. I am sorry that I hurt you, and I’m so sorry you felt like an object. Whenever I touch, taste or feel you I just lose myself and it is hard to regain it because you make me lose my mind. That’s still no excuse. And I promise from now on I’ll never touch you like that again until we talk about it. Do you forgive me?” Namjoon asked softly his eyes staring into yours as he tried to get you to smile. His dimples popped out even when he was trying to be serious and the regret mixed with sorrow was enough to make you poke at his dimples and nod your head kissing his lips.

“I forgive you Nams.” You said sweetly cuddling into his side letting him hold you and kiss it better.


Alright even in the midst of this, I really had a hard time writing this because it still seems like force and once again anon this subject is a bit too close to home. But I did it, please guys don’t request anything like this or close because I don’t think I’d be able to write it if it’s along the lines of sex and someone getting hurt. Because sex shouldn’t be like that especially when you’re thinking about your favorite bias ;)

My goal is $250 before the end of the month. Skip ahead for pricing and read below for what’s happening :C I will be doing these until the 7th of March.

I was waiting to see the situation was on our was dog before I posted this so I knew how much I was gonna have to aim for before the end of the month so this is a few days after spending a chunk of money.

Long story short, I had to take my kitten to the vet because he had worms and you can’t put that off, especially tapeworms. We tried an OTC that kittens could have but because he’s under 6 months I couldn’t get him anything that was amazingly great so after the treatment length it did not work. That expense to the vet I wasn’t expecting as well as all his shots. Because I was in between jobs I could not go out to get him his shots since I had to hold money back for all the bills I needed to take care of before I started my new job. My paycheck hasn’t come in yet and I depleted my last funds from my previous job so I am in a pickle for the end of the month coming up real fast. 

THE OTHER THING about our dog, is that he was going through some really bad diarrhea so he got some puppy pepto and HE IS NOW ok, if he wasn’t that was going to be another unexpected vet bill so I’m not AS stressed now as I was before. However the expense of the puppy pepto and the steam cleaner rental doesn’t help.

I will also do discounted TALKSPRITES at $40 flat with 5 open slots for buyers. (if you have 3 trolls you want to get done, you only count as one slot @ $120)

** +$15 if you have a human with a troll disguise

This will include

  • what you see below in the 5 eyes/5 mouths original price sheet
  • it will be 512x512 px, unless your horns are super tall then it may be between 512px to 550px tall
  • 3 outfits in total, (skin layer does not count as an outfit)
  • The original psd/mdp file so you can put it into your art program and switch things up
  • plus a few surprises as my thanks for buying a talksprite from me in my emergency phase. 

Please inquire about removable accessories (hats, scarfs, jewelry, etc), and different hair styles since this will vary case by case if you are interested in something of the sort.

If you’re interested in buying a commission from me, please email me at alexbonnet.art@gmail.com with the subject Commission: tumblr [@tumblr username]. In the body of the email, please include what you are looking for and references of your character and/or a very detailed description. If you want alternate outfits or faces and have references, please send that as well. :)

These images are made for your personal use and are not for resale. You may gift the sprites if you are interested in that as well (and let me know if you’re gifting it to someone.)

Humpday is my Friday!

I’ve worked the last 7 days straight. Today is the 8th consecutive day. I have tomorrow and Friday off and don’t go to work till Saturday at 8:00pm.

I think I’ve only got to work 7 hours. I’m so ready to unwind. Rawr!

Workout number two in the books! It was a decent lifting session but it was kind of a quick one! I kept getting work calls like crazy!

I always like getting a “pump” (as my brother calls it) midday to break up work insanity! I really am enjoying the schedule of cardio in the morning and lifting in the afternoon. I don’t like to run with food in my stomach so if I don’t run till midday I will put off eating which I know wrecks my metabolism!

Anywho hope y'all are having an awesome day!


I’ve sat and worked for six hours today and honestly I have no regrets, feels good to be able to sit and check things off of my to-do list.

Gangsta Luv (G Dragon fic/Ch.11)

A/N: Here you guys go! Chapter 11! Actually sort of on scheduled time lol. Okay, next chapter I know will most likely be a good bit late because I still have four days of work left and I’ll be out of town on my two off days and just…I’m gonna be quite busy for a while….either way, here you guys go! And I hope you enjoy! Much love to you all! ~ Red

Ch.1     Ch.2     Ch.3     Ch.4     Ch.5     Ch.6      Ch.7     Ch.8     Ch.9     Ch.10

Word Count: 3,286

Genre: Everything at one point or another. Also, be warned of explicit language, gun and drug use at one point or another, and violence. I feel like I need to put this on every chapter from now on. You have been warned.

Summary: What does one do when their future is already picked out for them? Try to escape over and over again or accept their fate?

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I’m off to bed. I have another very long day ahead of me tomorrow, but hopefully I can write a one-shot in the morning before I leave for work. 

Thank you again to all of you. You’re all so nice and so sweet and your comments on that photo definitely made me blush, ha.

Gnite loves ٩(♡ε♡ )۶

Thank God it’s only a three day school week this week. We had Monday off for Presidents’ Day, and we have Friday off because they need to work on the electrical for the school. I just don’t have the brain power or the will power to get through this week.

Hopefully God gives me a little extra patience with my little ones. I’m pretty sure it’s worn pretty thin.

[no offense guys but please don’t send me messages about what happened/is happening in the fandom

i thought i made it pretty clear i want nothing to do with it and every time someone brings it up, that’s just one more day i don’t feel like trying to work on fdmai

as far as i’m concerned, i’ve cut myself off from the vast majority of this toxic shithole of a fandom and i’m keeping myself to myself

if you want to know what happened/what’s happening, there’s plenty of people and sources you can go to, but please don’t ask me about it

thank you -fundead]

About a month ago I realized I was going to be busy, but wanted to throw together one or more fandom based 30 day challenge posts.  In the end I didn’t have time for that but I did finish these two and they have been sitting on my tablet so I thought I’d throw them up here.  I don’t remember their day numbers but I do know the first one was for least favorite character.

In the first game I really liked Keira.  She was this sassy, tech savy, cute sexy girl-next-door type. There weren’t a ton of MAIN characters in the game, but I couldn’t say I picked favorites Between Jak Dax Samos and Keira.  They all just worked really well off of each other. 

Then with Jak 2 and 3 Keira sorta wasn’t written well.  In Jak 2 the writing for characters wasn’t great in general but Keira as a character pretty much just argued with Jak (Jealous over Ashelin, the thing with Errol, Jak working for Krew, “People say you get angry and… CHANGE!” does nobody talk to each other in this game?).  I know she hadn’t seen him in 2 years and he’s waaaay different now but jeeze. That’s all they do is bicker.

In Jak 3 Keira does even less.  She’s barley there.  Nuff said.  Actually most of what made me like her in J&D:TPL was given to Tess at this point, Just switch cars for guns.  And… y’know Tess does the one thing Keira doesn’t…

(I know there’s still JakXCR and Lost Frontier but better or worse the games still suffers from bad character writing in my opinion.  The fans write the characters better than NaughtyDog… maybe that’s part of why they don’t want to make Jak 4)

- two -

“I’ll let you drag me to hell if it means you’ll hold my hand.”

The following week lingered on, a few days feeling like years as I continued to juggle my classes and show up at the pub almost every night to work. Aoife was sweet, still trying to show me the ropes, while also teasing me endlessly about the little invite Niall had given me. I brushed her off, still not sure what my plans were or if he was even entirely serious. I was not going to lie, I had hoped he would have stopped by the pub again before Saturday had rolled around, my eyes shooting to the door every time the little bell rang out and wishing it was him. I didn’t want to have to deal with his asshole friends again though, that was for sure, but if it meant I could see him just one more time, it was probably worth it.

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Chapter 18: Episode 2 

         “You know these go off to the press tomorrow?” I stared down at Chelle, perusing the stacks of unedited drafts across her desk. It wasn’t much of one. I’d taken her office. I don’t even remember what I said, anymore; Something about how she needed to be closer to the source material, so I stuck her out with the columnists.

          “I can’t think clearly with all this noise,” she told me and I rolled my eyes.

          “You can’t think.” I muttered. Seeing all this work piled up would have made me happy three days ago, but now it was just a pain. “I’m not extending the deadline. These are going to press tomorrow, and you’re responsible for getting them all done.”

          “I can’t work that fast, I just can’t,” she told me. “I need help.”

          “Well, your help is on sick leave,” I reminded her. “And you’ll be on leave, too, if you don’t finish.”

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anonymous asked:

For the 3 sentence fic: Jinyoung comes home tired from work (he's an elementary school teacher) and Jaebum helps him relax and sings him to sleep~

“Long day at work?” Jaebum asked, not looking up from the laptop that he was typing on as Jinyoung nodded and groaned loudly, throwing off his jacket and plopping down onto the bed next to his husband; the younger turned to face Jaebum and rested his head on the elder’s chest. 

“They were so hyper today and I kept having to keep Yugyeom away from the glue. Why would he try to eat it? I don’t understand,” Jinyoung said dramatically, his voice weak from a long day of work; Jaebum let out a low chuckle and closed his laptop so that he could give Jinyoung his full attention.

“Alright, let me help,” Jaebum said, petting Jinyoung’s hair softly as he began to sing lightly; before he knew it, Jinyoung was fast asleep next to him and Jaebum smiled, kissing the top of his head before turning off his own light.

Give me a pairing, an AU, and I will write a three-sentence fic~

when I was a kid my parents had conflicting work schedules and refused to place me in daycare, preschool, with babysitters, etc (BLESS) so on my days off from school my mom would be at work by the time I woke up and my dad would have to sleep until later in the day when he’d have to go to work and trade places with my mom.

So I’d get up, go to the fridge, and take the maple syrup and just…chug it. Like I was taking shots of sugar hell. And then some days I’d climb the cupboards and get a little bowl and some sugar, then pour the maple syrup in it to make a clotted, diabetic, but delicious mess.

I’d also take the jar of peanut butter and scoop it WITH MY HANDS AND EAT GLOPS OF IT.

How I made it to age fifteen so far is beyond me, but yeah I was a weird kid.