i used to do this for all my friends

calm in the storm-sweet pea

Originally posted by jugheadbettyjones

Description: Y/N is caught in the middle of another family argument. She goes to the one person who can make it better again.
Warning!!: cursing, family arguments, alcohol

Y/N’s POV:

I sat in the living room of my home on the north side, thinking things over while watching one of my favorite movies, The Outsiders. See, we used to live on the south side. My mom always wanted a nicer house, so she worked really hard and jumped up the ladder at work to gain her status now. So, we live here on the north side in a small one story, three bedroom house. I have to admit, I do miss the south side. I miss all my friends, and getting to see my boyfriend, Sweet Pea, all the time. Loud shouting broke me out of my thoughts and my eyes snapped to the garage door. My brother and his friends were hanging out in there, as usual. 
“No, shut the fuck up Andy!” my mom screamed, coming inside the house. My brothers friend, who had lived with us for a long time growing up, was visiting and was in the living room with me when everything went down. My brother, y/b/n , was drunk and in a rage. He followed her inside, looked at his friend, Jay, standing by the wall, “Jay, you gotta get the fuck out man,” he raised his voice into the garage, “Everyone get the fuck out! Get out! Look mom! Look what you did!” 

His actions were starting to give me anxiety. He went back in the garage and we left him to cool while Jay talked to my mom, understanding both sides. Everything was fine until Jay decided to go to the garage to calm down y/b/n. 

Screams started up again. I couldn’t make out any words but I could tell there was things being broken and slammed. I quietly pulled out my phone and rang the one number I could always trust.

Hey princess, what’s up?

Sweets, baby, hey. Can I come over?

Yeah, of course. Everything okay?

Yeah, I’ll explain when I get there. 

Okay y/n/n, drive safe. 

See you soon

I hung up the phone just as Jay came in, profusely apologizing to my mom. “Mrs. y/l/n, I’m so sorry, we were hitting things and I broke a board in the fence. I’ll fix it, I promise.” “I know hun, I believe you. It’s okay.” was my moms response. My brother came bounding in, screaming at his friend to get out. They both went into the garage again, Jay trying to explain that he just was trying to be a good friend. 

I sighed, standing up and walking over to my mom. “Hey, I’m gonna head over to Sweet Pea’s for a little bit.” A small, sad smile reached her face, “Of course hun. Why don’t you just stay over there tonight? Take your keys, lock up.” I nodded and grabbed my keys and jacket, leaving out in the rain, rushing to my old little beat up car. Revving up the engine, I started the familiar journey to my favorite place. 

I knocked on the door to his trailer lightly, pulling my soaked jacket closer to me. Sweet Pea opened the door and his face fell, pulling me inside quickly. He took my keys from my hand and set them on the counter behind him, peeling my jacket off my shoulders. “Y/N, what happened?” he asked. “My mom and y/b/n started a screaming match and it was just getting too much.” He nodded, completely understanding as he walked me to his room. 

I told him the entire story while he pulled out a t-shirt and a pair of boxers, handing them to me to change into. I stripped out of my wet clothes and pulled on his dry ones, finishing the story. He set my wet clothes in the bathroom to dry and I sat down on his bed, rubbing my throbbing head. He sat down next to me and pulled me in his arms. An overwhelming sense of comfort and peace fled through me as I loosely wrapped my arms around his torso. He pressed a gentle kiss to the top of my head, placing a hand to the back of my head. 

“It’s alright, they’ll work it out. They always do.” I nodded slightly at his words, The stress began to exhaust me and I felt my eyes getting heavier. His hands rubbed down my back and shoulders before pulling away from the hug, noting how tired I looked. “Lay down and get some rest, princess.” He didn’t have to tell me twice and I stood up, pulling back the blankets to the right side of the bed. I laid down, facing the inside of the bed. He stripped down and laid down on the left side, pulling me closer to him. I rested my head on his chest as his arms enveloped me. 
“Goodnight Sweet Pea”
“Goodnight Princess.”

Hi. I have been reading these tumblr confession pages and find myself getting turned on a lot by them even more than some of the porn. I just read a story about a mom who watched her daughter get fucked by a black guy. I can tell you from my experience, her pussy will be beat up. And if she tries anal hope he uses KY jelly. But black men do have really big dicks so she will be satisfied I know I was.

But that’s not why I sent this. My confession is that I’m having fantasies of getting fucked by far men, like a gang bang if super fat men the bigger the better. You can see by my pic I’m thin so I would probably get squashed with fat men all over me. I am not sure why I’m having these fantasies, I have never been attracted to fat men. I’m starting to have a crush too on a friend of mine too who is a woman, and what you might call a BBW. I don’t get to see her often but the last time was at a wedding and she was there with her husband. The whole time I was there I was watching her thinking how much I would enjoy a 69 with her. i went into the bathroom at the wedding and masturbated. Now I am imaging her and me in a hotel room with a lot of big fat men. Or I would even join her for a gangbang with black men, hey I’m easy

anonymous asked:

yEs we want the full sean story

JAJKSS OK uhh we were at the mall about two weeks ago right and we were with my best friend and his other two friends and EVERYONE knew that we had feelings for each other it was tragically obvious so we’re all wandering around the mall and none of us knew what to do and so since my best friend lives to embarrass me she says “sean and isabella should go off and do their own thing for a bit” and she stood off to the side and just smiled because she’s a little shit anyways i was so embarrassed and i was blushing so much by the time we were alone and i felt bad because it looked like i didn’t wanna be with him aLoNE you know so i said “don’t think it’s you it’s notyou i’m just easily embarrassed” and he kind of mumbles that i’m nervous like teasingly and i said “i am NOT nervous sean shut up” but i totally was no doubt nervous and he was like “well i’m nervous so..” and then we both just laughed anyways we walked around the whole mall pretty much and then we went into uhhhh a furniture store j forget the name but he was nervous about getting kicked out so i said to pretend that we were buying stuff for our condo in manhattan and he was like oh sounds like a plan i like this couch i think it’ll go nicely with our color scheme and he’s a dork ok soskksksks so then i don’t really remember how we got into this conversation but we were talking about freshmen and he goes “would you ever date a freshman” and i was like “nah i feel like i’m lightyears away from thirteen/fourteen you know??” and he kind of went quiet and then nudged me a little and said “well what if i was a freshman huh what would you do?” so i said “oh are we dating now?” but i was like SORT OF JOKING I DIDNT EXPECT ANYTHING JSKSKSKKSL ANYWYAS HE SAYS “I DONT REALLY KNOW IVE NEVER HAD A GIRLFRIEND YOURE TGE ONE WIGH THE EXPERIANCE YOU TELL ME” so i said “jsjskksd wlel i don’t know how these things work” and he said “shjsjsksk fine umm do you want to though??” and i was like “…yeah do you” and then he said “…..yes so umm… will you be my girlfriend maybe?” and in conclusion my heart fell out of my ass in the best way possible because of this kid whom i adore

anonymous asked:

Okay, #kaminariprotectionsquad headcannons. I can't help but want the protection for this child. Thank you

Of course! Who wouldn’t want to protect that boy?

  • Whenever Kaminari uses too much of his quirk and he is in is incoherent state he unconsciously moves towards electrical things to “recharge.” When this happens all of is friends sit him down and give him something to drink and make sure he doesn’t do anything to hurt himself.
  • Another thing that his classmates do for him whenever he overuses his quirk is to protect him from anyone that is trying to hurt him in a mock fight. Anyone who isn’t on his team try to not target him because they feel like it’s a cheap win.
  • Because of his exuberant personality he gets a lot of underhand remarks from kids in 1-B and 1-C. If the rest of the Baku-Squad here someone saying anything about him the person better run. Mina and Bakugou aren’t afraid to get physical with people, while Kirishima and Sero will use words to defend Kaminari.
  • Kaminari is really injury prone person. He could just be walking down the street and trip and scrape up his knees and hands. Whenever he walks with one of his friends they are always ready to catch Kaminari with or without  their quirk. It’s even become a game to see who can save him to most, Sero is winning with 16.
  • All in a all Class 1-A loves and will protect their “Discount Pikachu.”

also, for what it’s worth, while the ability to focus and sustain attention/energy has not been wholeheartedly cured by adhd meds (which is to be expected), being on meds has DEFINITELY banished my rejection sensitive dysphoria to a forgotten realm. idk if y’all remember when I would get into like weekly flaming matches with people I used to consider friends for like, the smallest sign of disloyalty, but I don’t….do that anymore thank GOD 

anonymous asked:

jungkook's thinly veiled gayness for troye sivan and justin bieber is such a mood lmaobdsfdj i used to be fully in love with marina diamandis and whenever my friends would go on my phone and look through my pictures they'd be like "bro why do u have so many pictures of girls on ur phone" and i was like uhhHH .. just a big fan :)) i don't have a huge lesbian crush on her at all :))) and honestly truly .. i see myself reflected in jungkook

a;efiajef i love that you can see yourself reflected in jk. that’s super cool actually. because like, i totally see his barely hidden gayness for justin and troye. like, he doesn’t even try to hid it. he legit talks about them all the time, and i love it. 

You know what I used to do all the time, in the pre-digital world? Make mix tapes and give them to my friends. Yes, my friends. And they would often make me mix tapes. Because we had a mutual interest in each other’s interests. I don’t do it anymore because digital music kinda confuses me but I still force my friends to watch tv shows and movies that are important to me, so they will better understand me and get my references. I share books that I love with anyone and everyone who will listen and accept a recommendation. I text my friends and call them and sit close to them and make eye contact and smile like a doofus when I see them because I love them. I hug my friends and make inappropriate jokes with them. What I don’t do? I don’t want to have sex with them or be in a romantic relationship with them, because I just love them as friends. Platonic love is awesome and legitimate and worthy of storylines and plot arcs WITHOUT it developing into “something more.”

An Uncharted project I worked on over the summer!

I can’t believe I forgot to share this Uncharted related masterpiece (ahem, if I say so myself) I worked on over the summer!

When I was in my first year of secondary school, we had a woodwork class in which we got to make these cool wooden pencil cases with a slanted wooden lid. I’ve kept it for all these years and I still actually use it to keep my pencils in.

Last year, my friend got me Uncharted 4 as an early birthday present, the one that comes with the pirate sigil stickers and the little art book. For over a year, I agonised over what to do with the stickers. Then, I realised, I had lots of spare black, red, and white nail polish that needed using up, so I decided to paint my box in those colours and pop the stickers on there. I also put glitter nail polish along all the edges to make it look nicer and to hide any colour overlaps along the edges.

Ta da! Here’s some pics from all sides. I still need to varnish it, and I was considering adding Avery’s “man of fortune” quote on the underside, but I’ve done the main bits for now, so there’s no rush on the final two steps.

I’m very proud to have turned my old wooden pencil box into a pirate treasure chest (full of pencils, hehe). I thought you guys would appreciate this! Yet another reminder of how much Uncharted has influenced my creative life, and my life in general. Sic parvis magna.

anonymous asked:

What would you do about a friend who always makes bad choices because they only like to do whatever they want? I have a friend like this. She ask for advice and when I give it to her she only replies yup,starts acting iffy or doesn't text/call at all. I'm 25,she's 28. She always talks a good game but does the most then when things get insane,she wants my help. Out of both of us,she's the only one always acting out. I feel like just leaving her alone. Saying nothing and moving on with life...

Nothing you have talked about describes your friend being a bad person or making bad decisions. She is doing what she wants and living the life she wants. Kind of sounds like you are jealous of that
I think it’s extremely judgmental for you to feel like the way you live is the best way and she’s wrong for living how she lives. You sound like a bad friend in this situation. If she’s not hurting you or herself, let her live.

anonymous asked:

Do whatever you feel is the right thing to do for you<3 I just hope you remember that not the entire fandom is bad ^^ theres also some good ones of us out there :3 we will be patiently waiting for you to come back, you’re doing the right thing, I wish you the best!

I know that not all fans are bad. Some of my best friends in real life are k-pop fans, and they are all lovely people. And I’m sure not all of you are bad, but there are far more questionable people out there than pleasant ones.

Thank you so much! I will do my best so that we can reopen this blog one day, hopefully with all of you and Moon together.

All the best,


All I ever wanted is to write, and somehow help others here by my words. When I found this site, I said, it can be the sanctuary of my unsaid feelings/thoughts. I’ve been writing here for 2 years, I deactivate my acct twice. I hid myself so that I can be free again, but by hiding I’m also losing my own identity. Till I decide to go back and write and be the elder sister/a friend to others.

All I ever wanted is to write and be the person you can lean on whenever you feel giving up in this life. I never hurt anyone here, even how badly they hurt me.

So, please. Let us write and stop this childish act of sending anon hate or degrading someone. And if you think you can’t tolerate someone’s post/blog you can just unfollow them-me. By doing that we can breath properly without the hate and the pain.

anonymous asked:

I've had a tiny crush on a boy once when I was small but for years I've only been into girls and can only see myself with girl a girl?? Am I still allowed to call myself a lesbian or am I wrong

I used to think I had crushes on boys, because really I was forcing myself to act like I was “meant to” act, by pretending I was interested in boys, and emulating all the feelings my friends seemed to have. 

Looking back I never actually wanted to be with any boy, quite the opposite. 

So, I don’t know, look around you now, do you think you could date any man? Do you think you could have sex with a man? Do you think you could be with a man for the rest of your life? And do you find men attractive?

Lesbians experience no attraction to men. It’s that straight forward. If you know you’re actually only attracted to women, then that’s it. Question answered.

But I can’t really tell you what your sexuality is.

/Mod A

My uncle once won first place in a lying contest, and I feel like this is a rare true story that needs to be told. So here it is.

My family, for as long as I can remember, has had these “adopted uncles” who are my mom and dad’s friends from college/highschool. There’s like five of them, and none of them are related to us. They are awesome, fun guys, and I’m best friends with their daughters (of the ones that have kids). I love hanging out with them, and when I do, I hear lots of hilarious stories that they and my Dad love to recollect whenever they’re together.

My uncles are interesting guys, and there are a lot of interesting stories. One of them is part of a well known band, one of them hung out with Taylor Swift on several occasions, and one worked on the Power Rangers. It’s all very interesting. But I think one of the funniest stories they’ve told me, far from meeting celebrities, or getting lost in the woods, or luring bears into their campsite (yep, they did that) is how one of them (let’s call him S) won a lying contest. This is how it went:

S and my dad, and some of his friends decided to go up into the mountains for a day. They drove up the winding roads, pine trees flashing past their windows, singing to Tom Petty the whole way. My dad and S have a great sense of humor, and I’m sure they were both in a laughable mood.

When they got to their destination, they saw a large banner over the road that read “Annual Lying Contest.” I kid you not. This little town in the piney mountains was so devoid of excitement that they legiterally hosted a Lying Contest every year.

My dad and S thought this was the FUNNIEST thing they had ever seen. They HAD to go watch the contest take place. They pulled into the parking lot, found their way to the stage, and asked someone about what was happening.

Apparently, the lying contest is an annual contest put on by the city, to see who had the most believable lie. Contestants would spend months coming up with elaborate lies, that were sure to convince people in the crowd. At the end, the judges would rank the lies on most convincing to least convincing. The winner of the contest recieved a home baked pie, and some other prize. Some of these lies could take fifteen minutes or more (remember this).

So anyways, S and my dad found a seat, and were ready to hear some lies. Later, my dad told me that it was hilarious to watch. There were lies about Bigfoot sightings, about bear wrestlings, army experiences, ghost hauntings, and more. My dad and S were cracking up the whole time, while marveling at how unique the demographic of the town was to enjoy something like this.

Finally, the last contestant stepped down from the stage after a 20 minute elaborate lie about an alien abduction. The judges took a sweeping look over the crowd, and spoke loudly into the microphone; “are there any other contestants?”

Before my dad could stop him, S stood up and raised his hand.

“Well, come up sir!” 

S climbed the steps to the stage. He looked over the crowd seriously, and desperately tried to come up with a lie in time. His mind was blank. Empty. But S had no shame, and I’ve known him long enough to know this was 100% something he would do. The man throws himself into every awkward situation ever.

He took a step towards the microphone. His hands were clasped in front of him. He looked around at the people watching, the trees surrounding them, and said in his most serious voice into the mic;

“I was born a fish.”

That was it. The audience lost it. There was no build up, no elaborate detail, no story behind the lie. Just 1 ½ seconds, and he had told his entire lie. It was hilariously short, and there was no plot holes, or inconsistencies. Just purely, seriously, “I was born a fish.”

S left the stage in the midst of roaring laughter, as the audience, judges, and my dad tried to contain themselves. It was one of his proudest moments, that one second lie.

And guess what? He won first place.

First. Place.

A true inspiration, imo.

not to get sappy but the fact that taeyong’s dance teacher told him he’d never make it and taeyong himself admitted that the only reason he can dance now is purely out of hard work and not natural ability just proves that…. we can do it too. taeyong is such a good leader not only for nct but for nctzens. he’s a role model. he’s showing us that hard work really does matter and that you can do anything you want as long as you never give up and try your hardest. be kind. work hard. take care of others and take care of yourself. never stop chasing your dreams. don’t give up on yourself. believe in yourselves, my fellow nctzens ily ♥️

BTS replaced you. - pt.3

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“Ah… they did? What did they say?” Hongseok passes my phone to me as I read the messages I haven’t opened for the last few hours. Seeing them still hurt because it still feels insincere, as if I was alone in this friendship. 

“Are you going to reply?” Hongseok asked while taking one of my hand in his from under the blanket. It was barely even 6am and I wasn’t down for the drama just yet. 

“Not yet, let’s have cake.” I say smiling, and dragging him with me over to the kitchen still with my phone in one hand.

I took the cake out from the fridge and set it on the table between Hongseok and I. He placed a candle in the centre and lit it, turning the light off before he took his seat. The room was dark and the winter sun hasn’t yet risen and so all that was left to light up the room was the moonlight seeping through the gaps of the blinds and the orange candlelight. A few seconds after, the room was filled with his voice - he sang happy birthday and I couldn’t help but wear a smile on my face. His voice was pretty and I honestly couldn’t thank him enough for doing all this for me. When the short song came to an end we both clapped, I clapped to applaud his singing and he clapped to applaud me fo coming to life twenty-one years ago.

“Make a wish Y/N.” 

“Wishes don’t come true Hongseok.” 

“I’ll make sure this one does, as long as it’s realistic and I can afford it.” He laughed as I smiled. 

“There’s nothing I want.” 

“But there is, I can tell.”

“I just want a shoulder to lean on and not be a burden to people.” 

“Done!” I laughed at his enthusiasm.

“I’ll always be your shoulder to lean on, and you’re never going to be a burden to me.”

“It makes me feel as though I’m replacing them because that’s exactly what they said to me five years ago.” 

“I’m not asking to take their place silly, but just know that I’m always going to be here for you.” He grabbed my hand again from across the table and rubbed his thumb on the back of my hand. I wanted to cry in this moment because I was so grateful of him and his words. 

“I don’t deserve someone like you in my life.” 

“Idiot, I told you this already. You deserve more and better but you’re stuck with me now.” 

“I like the sound of that though.” We both laughed and enjoyed one another’s company. Until my phone dinged, showing a notification from the group chat. I un-muted the conversation but didn’t think they’d be up to say anything.

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My Self-Care Tarot Routine

Have you ever felt stuck in a cycle of knowing you need to take some time out to do some self-care but are unsure of where to start? I’ve been there. Because of this, I wanted a way that I could do something on my low energy days that I knew would absolutely make me feel better. By utilizing the Major Arcana of any of my Tarot decks, I created for myself a small guide of self-care with the help of Tarot. I encourage you to use mine or create your very own self-care guide to help you. 

Step One:
Separate the major arcana out from your Tarot deck.

Step Two:
Shuffle as you normally would.

Step Three:
Pull one to three cards. If any of the cards are reversed, I turn them upright.

Step Four:
Look up your cards with the guide and do what it suggests.

The Fool
Stretch out your body.

The Magician
Take a Lavender and Vanilla bubble bath or a nice long shower.

The High Priestess
Eat some yummy pizza.

The Empress
Do a Rose face mask or wash.

The Emperor
Paint your nails.

The Hierophant
Meditate with your Tarot cards.

The Lovers
Sing aloud to your favorite songs.

The Chariot
Bake some cookies.

Make a pillow fort.

The Hermit
Brew some tea.

Wheel of Fortune
Make a list of wishes for the future.

Write yourself a love letter about how awesome you are.

The Hanged Man
Take cute and funny selfies.

Binge watch some new television shows on Netflix or Hulu.

Burn incense or a nice smelling candle.

The Devil
Treat yourself to something nice

The Tower
Color, scribble or doodle some art.

The Star
Cuddle stuffed animal or pet.

The Moon
Create a feel better playlist on Spotify

The Sun
Go eat ice cream

Call or message a friend for support.

The World
Take a long nap.

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Title: My Self-Care Tarot Routine
Copyright: © Ivan Ambrose 2017
Disclaimer: This is my own personal self-care regimen. I am not a medical professional, nor claim to be, nor do I suggest this post to be used in replace of medical treatment. This is just what helps me and I wanted to share it with others. As with all of my posts and content, this post in no way, shape, or form is intended to tell you how you must go about this topic. The intention of this post is to share my experiences. This isn’t the only way, the absolute right way or the way that you “should” approach this topic. I encourage you to use what you find useful and tweak or dismiss what you do not find useful. I am sure there are various other people in the world who choose to do things differently regarding this topic and that is perfectly okay. I can only speak from personal experience and what has worked for me for countless years. I encourage you to do your own research, to do what you are comfortable with and to tailor any advice provided henceforth to your specific needs and individual situation.
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To Jungkook you’re just a girlfriend. - pt.2

[pt.1] [p.2]

Originally posted by eatupbangtan

The more I thought about him, the more I couldn’t stop my tears from falling. But at the same time, the more I thought about this whole situation, the more I feel as though I was overreacting. He was right, I’m only his girlfriend - we’re not tied down to one another and he can hang with whoever he wants to hang out with. But her. She’s always liked Jungkook even though we’ve been together for this long, she never gave up on him and he knows what feelings she has for him. Do you blame me for being insecure? For being scared of the fact that I might end up losing the man I see my future with because of her? But it’s all too late now, there’s no use in being scared, or insecure because it all happened. Everything he ever assured you of, that they’ll only ever remain as friends, that he won’t do anything to lead her on, that he won’t hurt you like that, all those things he said, they meant nothing because those are all the things he did. 

I hear a knock on my door and I dreaded who stood behind it, but to my pleasant surprise I guess it wasn’t Jungkook.

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