i thought it was a good message

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Photo edit courtesy of one of my best friends, @janticsantics
Aren’t anons awesome? 8D Just got back from a visit with my therapist to see these in my inbox, gotta love that…mmm…that thought, and the effort, that went into thinking these messages through. I’m sure it probably took them a long time, like at least 10 seconds!! 8D Which, as it happens, is also their IQ.

Have a good Wednesday everyone!

Mask

I think I put on a good show
As the amassing messages come through
Applauding me of doing “well,”
And “staying strong.”

Each morning I put on my mask
Of deceitful happiness,
Pretending I don’t cry myself to sleep
Clutching a pillow
I wish in vain were you.

When I spend my days around people,
Sometimes my lips are pressed into a smile
And a laugh may escape through shallow breaths-
But my heart still skips beats
That only you can fill.

I promise everyone that it’s getting better,
When in reality
The pain is still mounting
And the embarrassment of making my decision hastily
Lingers in every second that passes.

My mask is threatening to fall;
I’m not sure how much longer
I can keep up this façade.

As I fight to keep myself away-
Even knowing you’ve moved on
I still hold on to hope
That I may change your mind.

Perhaps I’m a fool
Not willing to accept my reality-
When swallowing the bitter pill
Of knowing that this was real love
And I shouldn’t have let you go.

Wishing in vain
That someday I’ll pass you again
To pick up where we left off
In the unfinished story
Of the writer and his savior.

Even if it’s just to say:
I’m sorry I let you down.

-C.A.

I got a message from my aunt that says, “I have good news and I have bad news. the bad news you already know, I’m sorry to hear about your friend chaz. the good news is that newsies is gonna be back in theaters on August 5th and 9th!”

I think she underestimates how much information I have. I knew about chaz weeks ago and I knew about the newsies encore months ago. I appreciate the thought though lol.

anonymous asked:

Hi! Just wanted to say thank you for taking over this blog's name. The former owners of the blog name got so grating that I avoided their blog whenever it turned up in the tags, so I had no idea when they phased out and when you got the name. I only found out today upon researching who was the hero that copyrighted Marcus' video (thanks for that too!). <3 I saw that you're a law student, and I'm one too, so I thought I'd drop by to wish you good luck in your studies. Have a nice day! <3

hi! thanks

yeah when that blog was gone i messaged n*ssa and asked her to give it to me and then do the opposite of what her blog was about because i am petty like that.

i wasn’t gonna use it for anything more than that but then dan followed my main blog @octolevi, so that’s the end of that one.

and thanks for the luck i really fucking need it <3 also u too. 

anonymous asked:

Well this girl messaged me on here & said I was really cute. We talked for a few weeks and then after I got my phone fixed I started snapchatting pictures of my face to her. She became really distant. I don't have the best skin; I have acne, acne scars & wrinkles on my face. I don't like my skin but I've grown to love it & won't wear makeup to cover up my imperfections. I feel like ever since then she thought I wasn't good-looking enough/cute anymore bc of my skin. She won't even text me back ..

well if it’s for that reason you deserve much better than that

isa-miss-misa  asked:

hallo! I've sent an ask or two here before but I just want to say that you're probably my favorite Tumblr blog and seeing you on my dash alway makes me very happy ^ ^ I hope you have a good day because you deserve it with all the kindness and positivity you bring!

Thanks a bunch for sending me this!!! Aaa you’re so nice ^ ° ^ taking the time to send me sweet messages like this is hecka thoughtful of you omg ♡ I love you kiddo

anonymous asked:

i noticed u dont have anything from action lab's raven the pirate princess?? which is a good comic and the main character is a lesbian woc and i just thought id bring it to ur attention?? idk

We actually do have a tag for it. There aren’t many posts about it, though. But I’ve just queued some stuff. I haven’t read this comic yet but I’ll try to read as soon as I can so I can also make some edits. Thanks for your message!

What The Moon Signs Need

ARIES: attention, excitement, challenges, to feel loved and care for

TAURUS: comfort, affection, stability, reassurance that they aren’t wasting their time

GEMINI: new ideas, communication, kindred spirits

CANCER: nurturing, safety, family, good food, comfy clothes

LEO: attention, entertainment, excitement, to express leadership

VIRGO: mental stimulation, order, to feel helpful, to be the friend that gives good advice

LIBRA: harmony, companionship, equality

SCORPIO: privacy, intensity, “soul bonding”, to feel loved

SAGITTARIUS: adventure, wisdom, new experiences, variety

CAPRICORN: solitude, aspirations, determination, to feel like what they’re doing is right

AQUARIUS: collaboration, individuality, to please others, freedom

PISCES: compassion, security, creative outlets, ways to escape own thoughts

**I specialize in tarot and astrology and offer $1.00 astrology readings, relationship readings, and can also answer questions you have using a reading, payments made via PayPal. Just message me and I will get back to you! thank you!!**


things that make my heart smile:

  • my very excited dogs who greet me when i get home
  • someone calls me in cute nicknames
  • receiving random goodies from my pals
  • discovery of a new song to jam with
  • getting through a situation that i never thought i will be able to survive
  • finishing my last exam of the year
  • meeting inspiring people
  • listening to someone talk about their passion
  • my first hot tea sip in the morning
  • receiving a good morning text message
  • the first flower of spring
  • watching my plants grow
  • realizing how much i’ve grown for the past few years
  • forgiving myself
  • overcoming some of my fears
  • emailing back to an old friend
  • writing a letter to my good friends
Signs and their thoughts on the Devil

Aries: We are on friendly terms 

Taurus: If he aint providing me with rent and a stable home life, I don’t care about him

Gemini: Donald Trump is a Gemini

Cancer: I’m a Christian 

Leo: I mean as long as he doesn’t take my spotlight then he sounds like a good guy 

Virgo: Do you know how many serial killers are virgos? 

Libra: I still wont answer his messages 

Scorpio: Is he single? 

Sagittarius: I dont give a fuck about him as long as he minds his business and doesn’t try to ruin my life 

Capricorn: I mean, some people think I am one 

Aquarius: I fucked him once out in the wilderness 

Pisces: OMG I love him :D 

Flirt (Two)

intro one two three
genre:
fuckboy!jungkook, college!au, smut?, angst?
words: 3.5k
member: jungkook  (ft. taehyung)

despising jeon jungkook as he hooks up and steals your best friend away from you.

(credits to gif owner for the gif that kills all)

Originally posted by bangtanofarmys

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Uptown Girl [4]

Summary: Y/N comes from one of the richest families in New York. Peter crushes hard on her but knows they could never happen.

AN: everyone’s been so incredibly sweet and i can’t thank you enough for reading my work <3 there will be one last part after this one :) (this is in reader’s pov btw)

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Peter Parker x Reader

// Masterlist //


Originally posted by dayaholics

“Peter! Stop!” I whispered.

“Stop what, Y/N?” Peter asked innocently. I reached underneath the table and held his hand. 

“I’m serious. You’re gonna get us in trouble.” I gave him a warning look and just gave me a goofy smile in return. 

“Well, you should be quiet.” He pulled out his hand from mine. I shook my head and continued to do my homework. Everything was okay for a good 2 minutes, when Peter’s hand reached out and tickled my side. I let out a loud squeal which made everyone in the library look at me badly. “Sorry.” I whispered. Everyone turned back to what they were doing.

I turned to Peter who was quietly laughing into his hand. He didn’t even stop when I slapped his arm. 

“You’re such an ass!” I said in a low voice. 

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being-edward-hyde  asked:

i love that you tagged that #toads and #frogs, like you didnt notice the tarantula on her lolol

I DIDN’T… goodness, I had several people message me about it… I just thought she was just really impressed by that toad lol

yeah, i’ll always love you guys too :)

watch me (m)

genre ― smut + a bit of fluff at the end, fuckboy!au

pairing ― jungkook | reader | taehyung

synopsis ― Dodging Jungkook’s annoying horny texts was easy but what happens when another boy accidentally joins in on the fun?

words ― 7,633

note : I meshed Play & Play 2.0 together and added a few things. Before I get asked, yes there will another part to this.


Your ringtone kept blasting in your ear as you tried to sleep before a big presentation. You groaned, cursing yourself for not turning off the volume as you reached for the glowing device knowing exactly who it was. You denied the call thinking,”Why is he so fucking desperate?” You began closing your eyes again until a loud ding woke you up again.

JK (1:57 AM): Why didn’t you answer babe? I want to talk to you :(

You rolled your eyes and turned off your phone, getting back to your much needed sleep.

It was almost a routine with Jungkook, calling you at 2 in the morning expecting you to be down for some sexting. That boy didn’t know when to quit and you should have already blocked his number considering he’s been like this for 4 months straight. But you’ll be lying to yourself if you said you didn’t like the attention he was giving you.

Not that you were the only girl, of course, because being the all-star soccer player he had half the school population begging for him. Hell not just him but the rest of the soccer team and you weren’t one to judge because your eyes would wander over to their table every once in awhile just like the rest of them.

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Older brother Namjoon + rest of BTS scolds you PT. 13

BTS x Reader

Genre: Angst

Namjoon’s Sister AU

[PT.1] [PT.2] [PT.3][PT.4] [PT.5] [PT.6] [PT.7] [PT.8] [PT.9] [PT.10] [PT.11] [PT.12] [PT.13]


Originally posted by joonjuly

Y/N’s p.o.v

It’s been days since Joonie’s messaged me and thinking back, I knew I was being childish. I shouldn’t have ignored him, I know exactly how it feels to be ignored so why would I do it to someone that I care so much about? Even if I no longer meant as much to him as I did before, he’s still my big brother than I cherish dearly and I know it’s been a hard few years for him too. I should have been more considerate about his situation, even if it meant that I had to hold myself back from doing the things that I wanted to do. He admitted his own mistakes, so why can’t I admit to my own?

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Let Daddy Make You Feel Good | Part One

soooo this is the first fic I’ve written in a while and the first one ever that I’ve decided to publish online haha it was also supposed to be a short one-shot but I got carried away and ended up with like 5K words of pure fucking smut. like beginning to end, this is all smut. so I’m splitting it up into two parts.

this is based off an actual dream I had about Tom a couple nights ago where we were staying in a hotel and someone was trying to flirt w me or some shit and I was texting Tom about how annoyed I was, and the most vivid part of the dream that I remember is a text from him that said “Come let daddy make you feel good” (A+ subconscious over here - Tom with a daddy kink). so this is loosely based off that dream, hope y’all enjoy 💖


“Come on baby, don’t be that way,” the older man’s voice gruffed.

“I said fuck off,” she spat. She rolled her eyes and took another sip of her drink as the older man next to her at the bar mumbled unintelligible curses and slipped away to bother someone else. She’d never had any issue fending for herself when it came to lonely, horny men in bars, but she had already been stressed from work and random strangers coming onto her wasn’t easing her irritation.

Her phone buzzed on the bar and she glanced down to see a text from her boyfriend Tom pop up on the screen. He had come back home to her from filming, but for only a few days before he was being whisked away to some other foreign location. For the meantime, they were holed up in a Four Seasons in Midtown Manhattan, all paid for by the company that had hired him. Normally she’d protest and demand he come home to her apartment – given she lived in New York and her place wouldn’t be a far drive – but she’d finally be spending a weekend with her boyfriend with no distractions, and she couldn’t complain.

Is that man still bothering you? Do I need to come downstairs and give him a piece of my mind love? x

She chuckled to herself as she read her boyfriend’s message. Despite the stranger at the bar being a good two feet taller than Tom, he would barge downstairs and willingly take him on himself for her. 

I’m alright, he’s gone somewhere to sulk. But he’s ruined my attempts at easing this headache. 😡

She hit “send” and took another swig of her drink. Tom was already upstairs in their suite, after his flight in he’d crashed in bed without second thought, so she decided to let him rest awhile and went to the bar downstairs to try and ease her headache. Her phone buzzed again with another message from Tom almost immediately after her previous message had delivered.

That’s a shame, I was looking forward to showing him what happens when someone messes with my girl.

Warmth spread inside her as she read the last two words and looked down to hide her grin. She adored Tom with every fiber of her being, and all the ways he showed her how much he adored her as well. Before she could type up a response, her phone buzzed again and another message from Tom popped up.

Forget the bar and come upstairs, darling. Come let daddy make you feel good.

She bit her lip and clenched her thighs closer together. This was going to be another one of those nights. She’d always harbored an interest in the whole “daddy kink”, in secret of course, since most of her friends always expressed their being grossed out by it. She was even more excited when she began to learn about her boyfriend’s hidden desires and discovered this was one of them. Although she found that he only pulled the daddy card on nights where he was feeling needier than usual, craving not only her touch but seeing her submit to him.

Nights like tonight.

Downing the rest of her drink, she spun around and hopped off the barstool to make her way to the elevator, the warmth already growing in her core. As she exited the elevator on their floor and rounded the corner, she saw him standing at the end of the hallway – was he that impatient that he was coming downstairs to retrieve her himself? He smiled warmly at her and extended a hand to her as she approached him. Taking her hand, he pulled her into an embrace, gently lifting her off the floor and spinning her in a circle once before setting her back down.

“Have I been gone that long?” she grinned, wrapping her arms around his neck. 

“Much too long, m’love,” he whispered just audible enough for her to hear. His eyes bore into hers, and she could see a flicker of something dark in them. Winding an arm around her waist, he pulled her close and lead her down the hall to their room.

The moment the door was locked she felt his hand on her arm pulling her back and pushing her against the door, Tom’s face centimeters from hers. Before she could utter a word his mouth was on her, kissing and licking at her neck while his hands raked up and down her body. 

“Are you going to be a good girl for daddy tonight?” his voice rasped in her ear.

“Uh huh,” she whimpered as she felt his hand move between her thighs. He slipped his hand down the front of her panties, sliding a finger over her clit.

“Fuck darling,” he groaned. “You’re soaking wet. Is this all for me?”

Her head fell back against the door as she moaned in response. He quickly removed his hand and gently grabbed her chin, tilting her head back down to look in her eyes.

“Answer me when I ask you a question,” he said sternly, making her knees go weak. She loved when he took control in the bedroom.

“Y-Yes,” she whispered, her breathing becoming heavier in her eagerness.

“Good girl,” he pressed a kiss to her lips. “Now, arms above your head, and don’t you dare move them.” 

She immediately obeyed, holding her hands together as far above her as her arms would allow. Tom returned to the spot in between her thighs, tapping her foot with his so that she would spread her legs farther apart for him. He slid his hand back down the front of her panties, this time lingering on her clit. He slid his middle finger back and forth over the sensitive bud of nerves, and her hips bucked in response. He held her down against the door with his free hand as he began rubbing her clit. Her hands balled into fists as she let out a loud moan that she was sure the other residents nearby could hear. He slipped a finger inside of her and she felt herself getting weaker, her hands sliding down to the top of her head. Without missing a beat, she felt Tom’s free hand grab her jaw, as the hand between her legs froze.

“What did I say about those hands?” he growled in her ear, to which she whimpered in response, returning her hands to the spot above her head. He began mercilessly rubbing her clit with his thumb as he pumped a finger in and out of her, making her squirm against the door.

“Tom… I’m gonna…” she breathed, feeling her muscles beginning to clench around his finger.

“Don’t you dare come without my permission,” he ordered, slipping a second finger inside of her. “I will punish you.”

But that’s exactly what she wanted, she loved the way his demeanor changed when she disobeyed him. And she loved the way he bent her over his knee and spanked her until her ass was cherry red. Gazing up at him through her lashes, her mouth dropped open as she let her orgasm wash over her. He continued to work her pussy as she rode out the rest of her orgasm, leaving her panting against the door. Before she could come down from her high, his hands were on her wrists as he pressed himself against her, his hardness poking against her leg.

“You dirty, filthy little girl,” he grumbled before pulling her towards the bed. He sat down on the edge of the bed as she stood in front of him, knowing very well what was coming next and she could feel herself becoming hot and bothered all over again at the thought of it.

“Strip,” he ordered. She immediately kicked off her heels, reaching back to unzip her dress and sliding it off. His eyes moved up and down her body as he removed his jacket, rolling up the sleeves of his gray sweater. After tossing her bra and panties into a pile of discarded clothing she stepped closer to him and he grabbed her wrist, pulling her down over his lap. She instinctively pushed her ass farther in the air, presenting herself to him as she bit her lip, waiting for his hand.

“Do you know what you’re being punished for, little girl?” He asked, sliding one hand up her back, gripping her shoulder and holding her down. When he heard no response from her, he brought his hand down on her ass. Letting out a small yelp, she grabbed handfuls of the comforter.

“I said, do you know what you’re being punished for,” he repeated, positioning his hand over her again, waiting for an answer.

“F-For coming without permission…” she mumbled into the comforter.

He brought his hand down on her ass again, harder this time, eliciting a louder cry from her.

“What was that, little girl?” 

“For coming without permission,” she repeated, lifting her head off the bed. Her response was met with another hard slap on her ass and she threw her head back into the comforter to muffle her cries. His hand moved from her shoulder, taking a handful of her hair and pulling her head back.

“I don’t think so sweetheart,” he chided. “You’re going to let everyone in this damn building hear those pretty cries, so they all know what happens to my little girl when she disobeys me.”

She gripped the bed covers tighter as he brought his hand down on her ass again, and again. Each time pulling loud cries from her and she hoped for his sake no one knew he was staying at this hotel. She’d hate for their little bedroom adventures to earn him never ending embarrassment from friends and family, not to mention his fans online if anyone heard about what was going on in their room.

Looking down at her ass, which was now a bright red, he promptly pulled her upright into a sitting position on his lap. She flinched as she was forced to sit down on her now-sore bottom, and he took her face in his hands.

“Are you going to be a good little girl now?” He asked, his lips ghosting over hers.

“Yes daddy,” she answered. She felt his cock twitch through his pants underneath her at her response. He pulled her in hungrily, prying his way into her mouth and gently taking a fistful of her hair, cautious of her possibly-sore scalp after tugging her hair earlier. Her hands eagerly moved down his torso to the hem of his sweater, tugging it up and over his head. She began moving off his lap to her knees in front of him, unbuttoning his pants to free his cock.

“Are you going to suck me off, sweet girl?” He cocked his head to the side as he gazed down at her. God, he loved seeing her like this.

“Yes daddy,” she replied again, more innocently this time. She bit her lip to hide her grin as his cock twitched in her hand at the sound of her answer. She could almost laugh at how worked up that word got him. 

Wasting no time, she took all of his length in her mouth, receiving a throaty groan from him. Staring up at him, she held eye contact as she began bobbing her head up and down over his cock, running her tongue along the underside of him.

“Fuck baby girl, you feel amazing,” he moaned, resting on his forearms to watch her. She slowly pulled away from him, releasing his cock with a loud pop before licking his slit ever so gently. After minutes of sucking and teasing, she could feel his hips starting to buck underneath her.

“Can daddy fuck your mouth little girl?” he asked between breaths. She could see his chest rising and falling and she knew he was close. She pulled away from him once more before nodding. She scooted away, sitting back on her heels. He pulled himself off the bed, dropping his trousers and kicking them off. 

“Such a good little girl you are,” he praised, stroking her cheek before running both his hands through her hair, gently taking ahold of her as she took him back into her mouth and allowed him to begin bucking his hips into her mouth.

The room was silent, save for the sounds of her gagging on his cock and his groans as he thrusted harder into her mouth. She could feel him dripping down her throat and knew he was close, and began swirling her tongue around his tip. 

“F-Fuck baby girl, m’not gonna last much longer,” he moaned, his words slurring together as he edged closer to his climax. She felt his cock twitch in her mouth once more and began bobbing her head in rhythm with his thrusts and felt him spill down her throat. His hips slowed to a halt as she continued sucking him off through his orgasm, swallowing down every drop of him. 

Pulling her to her feet, he wiped off the mixture of himself and her saliva off her chin and peppered small kisses on her cheeks and lips.

“Such a good girl, so good to me,” he wrapped his arms around her, rubbing small circles on her back. “Now, why don’t you get on the bed and let daddy make you feel good again.”

part two

anonymous asked:

TBH everyone over reacted. He wasn't trying to be homophobic. He was saying they were just friends. Which everyone should know? (And I am LGBT as well before someone comes at me)

Man, I’m over the conversation about sdcc. I’ve said my piece, the entire internet has said their piece, somewhere in the chaos I think maybe some thoughtful dialogue happened, or at any rate jeremy jordan did a good job faking it on his twitter. I’m over it. I have no idea why I’m awake typing this, I have work tomorrow, and yet somehow I am STILL GETTING ANONYMOUS MESSAGES so here I am

it is bizarre to me that so much of the argument within fandom has gone:

Group 1: that comment was homophobic
Group 2: um, Jeremy does not hate the gays?? He was just stating a true fact?

I find it alarming as hell to see such a limited understanding of what homophobia is (especially given that most of this fandom is queer.)

So just to be clear:
Individual people being homophobic on an interpersonal level is NOT the main source of my concern. I don’t think Jeremy Jordan hates the queer community. I think he considers himself an ally.

But that’s not really how homophobia functions in our culture anymore. In most places in the United States, most people don’t hate the gays. I grew up in Kentucky, I know there are still lots of people running around beating us up, but like - overall, the common consensus in this country is that that’s uncool behavior. (Not everywhere all the time, I know. I don’t mean to belittle anyone’s suffering.)

But even if everyone around you considers themselves to be an ally, that doesn’t change the fact that the majority of sex education in this country only discusses heterosexual sex. Or that it is significantly harder for queer couples to adopt children than straight couples. Or that adult queer people who attempt to mentor youths are far more likely to be assumed pedophiles than straight adults doing the same.

It doesn’t change the fact that heterosexuality is seen as normal, and homosexuality is seen as other. It doesn’t change the disparity in resources, in social capital, in representation.

That’s what homophobia looks like. It doesn’t just look like someone screaming a slur at you when you hold hands with your SO. It also looks like, oh hey here’s a random example, people finding the idea of a lesbian ship for a television show to be absurd and laughable, even though there has practically never in the history of tv been an interaction between a man and a woman without everybody assuming it was romantic. To quote the great philosopher Avril Lavigne, “he was a boy, she was a girl. Can I make it anymore obvious.”

Lazy writers can write romances based on that line, ok? Literally all you have to do to get audiences to buy into a straight romance is put a man and woman onscreen at the same time. It literally never occurred to them that it was possible for Winn to be Kara’s bff without a moment where he asked her out and she rejected him. But when we go, “Lena filled Kara’s entire office with flowers one time, we’d like to interpret that as romantic,” the cast feels the need to perform a musical number about how absurd and impossible that is.

That’s homophobia. It is an enforcement of the idea that only heterosexuality is normal. And it can be homophobic WITHOUT Jeremy Jordan, on an interpersonal level, hating gay people.

That said, he’s made an effort to understand, and I appreciate it. As Emily andras said about the situation (because at this point the entire internet has weighed in, so why are you all still in my inbox), people make mistakes. If those people are willing to listen and engage fairly, then we can all learn from these moments, and they can have positive outcomes.

ok im going back to bed. Sorry for being deeply deeply grumpy. I’m answering your ask because it is one of the politest I’ve received in a whole flood of them, and you are receiving my grump toward the entire set.