i want all of you to go home


1) I don’t know why you’re so attached to that furniture, Patrick. That’s not the ugliest sofa I’ve ever seen, but it’s close.

2) You have two children and one on the way. Trust me, all that space will be filled with their stuff before you know it.

3) If you have a garden, that means you can get a puppy for Angela. Let the chaos ensue.

4) I don’t think Patrick has ever said no to Shelagh. Not once. 

5) But most importantly, does it have a kitchen hatch?

6) Who is going to get the Turners old flat? Anyone want to live next door to a maternity home? 

A cliff note version of Reimu’s “canon” DPOE timeline. I’ll expand on things, write drabbles, move things around, ect. eventually, but with all the info out here we go kids, the:
                    “How the Hell Did Reimu End Up In This Mess In the First Place ???” 


 – Gensokyo is a land of Fantasy. A “Paradise for Both Humans and Youkai", a realm which does not really exist, at least not in a logical way humans can truly comprehend. It is not unlike Wonderland, a separate realm connected to this world ( the Outside World, the real world, the world of humans, OUR world ) and can only be entered by very specific means.
– Reimu Hakurei is the Shrine Maiden of this land, and she will do anything to protect it. For it is her job to maintain its delicate balance. The Outside World and their going ons is NOT her problem, she is GENSOKYO’S shrine maiden first and foremost.
– But still, Gensokyo is reliant on the continued existence of the world outside it’s Illusionary Boundary; Fantasy can’t exist without Reality; if the world outside where to be destroyed, Gensokyo would fall with it.
Yukari Yakumo ( @deadlyfantasia ) is a powerful Youkai Sage which watches over Gensokyo and protects its boundaries. She is too a frequent traveler of the Outside World, and keeps her eye on the events which take place there. She found out rather quickly about the chaos of the human’s world ending, a apocalypse started by a certain strange bear @desbearer​ ( # thanks based monokuma ) and as soon as the youkai figured out this wasn’t simply a normal human war ( she had seen plenty of those before after all ) as soon as she realized the Outside World was at the threat of being completely destroyed: she took action. For she would NOT let Gensokyo fall because the humans outside of it decided to all up and die.
– So, she came up with a plan. A mission for Gensokyo’s shrine maiden, the one person Yukari KNEW she could count on in a situation like this: Go outside of Gensokyo, fight with the humans who live there, HELP THEM, help the Outside World STABILIZE, help humanity not get WIPED OUT. If she could do that, Gensokyo would be SAVED. In the meantime, Yukari would stay within Gensokyo and help defend / protect it ( strengthen the boundaries, work her powerful magic to try to keep Gensokyo as functional as possible while the whole endeavor sorted itself out ) Confident the Red-White would surely be of help to the humans dealing with the chaos outside.
Reimu joins up with Concordia ( both out of Yukari’s insistence and her own morals ) and helps them fight back, helps them in anyway she can. Despite herself, she makes friends. ( Adrien @mcncheri and Kirigiri @kyoukokiwigiri in particular ) and despite herself she grows to care for them. ( “Maybe once this is over I can show them Gensokyo I just need to help them, save their home just like how I’m working to save my own” )
– She eventually gets a tattoo of the cause, ( on her mid back, between her shoulder blades ) and soon enough Reimu becomes as wholeheartedly invested in Concordia’s success as she is in her personal mission to help secure Gensokyo’s safety.
– Cue Monokuma fucking everything up and throwing them into Murder Disney
– Cue 6 chapters worth of bs she had to go through
– And once she’s out, she finds out that the Outside World ( for better or for worse ) is stable enough that Gensokyo is no longer in any danger of ceasing to exist. She can go home, she can put all this behind her ( she can try to ignore the voice in the back of her head telling her she is just running away. What would her friends think if she just ran back home and left their world in ruins ruled by a tyrant and a deranged self proclaimed queen ? )
– But… her job isn’t to PROTECT the Outside World is it ? She is GENOKSYO’S shrine maiden, everything she has done and will continue to do is for the sake of her HOME, for the place she misses with all her heart. For Reimu Hakurei above all other things has and will always be, The Shrine Maiden of Paradise.

the parent trap pt5 // archie andrews

The Parent Trap (5/??)


Summary-Archie and (Y/N) separate, splitting their twin daughters between them. what happens when ten years later, the pair seem to be reunited in a twist of fate at summer camp?

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Aria gaped up at the red haired man in front of her. She had been in this situation before but only in her dreams. She never expected it to happen but yet, there she was stood before him.

“God, Melia, has it really been that long since you’ve seen me? Have you forgotten me?”

“I’ve just missed you, that’s all.” Aria grinned, practically throwing herself into her father’s embrace.

“I’ve missed you too kiddo!” He chuckled, crouching down to her height “How about on the way home, we go and grab a burger?”

Aria nodded eagerly, wanting to explore Riverdale as much as possible.

Amelia sat on the plane gawking at the sight of her uncle. He sat in his seat, watching some show about two twins in a hotel. She couldn’t take her eyes off him, fearing that if she looked away he would disappear. “You okay Ari? You need something?”

Amelia shook her head and let out a laugh “Just wondering why you’re watching a kid’s show?”

Aria sat in the passenger’s side of her father’s car, taking in the sights of his hometown. She couldn’t wait to meet her father’s side of her family. She looked up at him as he drove throughout the quiet town. She noticed the frown playing at his lips as his fingers tapped the steering wheel.

“What’s wrong, Dad?”

“Nothing, Amelia, I’m just thinking.”

Archie sighed, his head in his hands. It was normal for him and (Y/N) to argue but she had never walked out on him like that before. She had left him with both the twins, who, judging by the baby monitor, were starting to get fussy in their cribs. He forced himself up and made his way over to the Amelia and Aria’s room. Archie never quite knew how to calm Aria down, she always seemed to grow more fussy whenever she was in his arms. Amelia, in contrast, loved being in Archie’s arms. Whenever he picked her up, her tears would stop flowing and she would instantly stop crying, almost as if he had flipped a switch that triggered her emotions. He opened the door to his daughters’s room and was met with Betty who stood over the two girls, cooing at them.

“Mommy’s out right now girls. She’ll be back soon.” She spoke, her voice low, almost in a hushed tone. “You know, your mom loves you both and your dad very much, but I fear that she might be growing tired of arguing with him. You see, girls, we’re all very young, we’ve barely gotten out the womb ourselves. I guess you little blessings, just came at a wrong time.”

It was clear to everyone around them that there was a major strain on Archie and (Y/N)’s relationship. An argument would erupt from the simplest things. (Y/N) could breathe a little too loudly and Archie would groan and roll his eyes and Archie could blink a little too slowly and (Y/N) would burst out into fits of anger. It was also clear to everyone else that the couple would give anything to be able to fix that strain.

Once Betty noticed the girls had drifted off to sleep, she turned around to face Archie. “(Y/N) went off to talk to Jughead. She’ll be back within the hour.” Archie groaned and sunk to the floor “What did you argue about this time?”

“I told her she was spending too much time with her own family instead of mine. She’s just proven my point! She’s always with her brother and she’s always at her parents house. It’s almost as if she doesn’t remember she has two children of her own to look after.”

“Archie, you’re both sixteen. She’s obviously going to run to her brother and parents when something goes wrong. Maybe she would spend more time with your dad if you didn’t push her away so often.”

“I just don’t get it Bet, she always says that she loves me but yet we always seem to argue. I just want her to get to know my dad like I know him. I want her to seem like she’s actually making an effort to be part of our family because all she seems to do is run.”

“God, you’re angering me as well, Andrews. You shouldn’t be so stubborn then, because (Y/N) works so hard to keep you happy, Archie. It’s all she wants.”

Well, you tell her, the day she stops seeing her brother more than she sees me, I’ll be more happier.”

"Jughead’s your best friend, Archie, you don’t mean that. Do you know why she’s constantly with him?”

"Why? Are they planning on being the new Blossom twins?”

"You’re so stupid, Archie. She goes to him because she doesn’t want you to see her cry. You’re the one causing her to see her brother more than she sees you. You’re the one out every night helping Josie write songs. You’re the one who argues with her, pushing her away.”

"I’m trying to make a future for myself, for the twins, Betty. (Y/N)’s idea for her future, it’s so unlikely. At least one of us is being realistic. Don’t even get me started on how Jughead is encouraging her. He knows himself that she’s never going to make it.”

(Y/N) looked up at Jughead as she heard Archie’s words. Pushing his aside she stormed off, bumping into Fred as she reached the front door. He looked down at her and saw her tear stained face. “(Y/N), darling, what’s wrong?”

"It’s nothing Mr.Andrews. I just came back from my mum’s house and Jughead and I watched ‘The Fault in Our Stars’.”

Aria was greeted by a barking dog as soon as she stepped foot into the house. “Toby! Get down!” a voice shouted from the kitchen, startling Aria. “I’m so sorry Amelia, he’s probably just missed you. Four weeks is a long time for a dog.”

“Lillian!” Aria grinned, mentally thanking Amelia for letting describing the woman so accurately, but also mentally scorning her sister for not telling her about the dribbling creature in front of her, who seemed to eye her wearily, almost as if he knew she wasn’t Amelia.

“Your dad made sure I cooked your favourite for dinner tonight.” She grinned, making her way over to pat the young red haired girl on the back.

Amelia gasped as she entered Aria’s room. The room could’ve passed for a living room back in Riverdale. Their mom spoilt Aria more than she imagined. Her room had a desk, pushed against the wall, in back corner of the room was a door that seemed to lead a wardrobe. Her mind wandered to Aria and hope she had settled in well.

“Is mum home?” Amelia asked as she felt her uncle join her at the door. “I’ve missed her terribly and would love to see her.”

“This would’ve been your room too.” Jughead spoke, glancing down at Amelia. “Don’t think you could’ve fooled me for a second, Amelia Andrews.”


• Decided to wait until 1 to go to the zoo. It’s insanely packed and everyone wants to be there when it opens, I’d rather go later and stay until close.
• Our DQ opens today, so I’ll park all 3 kids in and get them a cone. (This is where I get the ask “I thought you had 2 kids?” The puppy is my 3rd)
• The drive in opens next month.
• Funeral is tomorrow.
• I was going to get my nose ring changed after the funeral, but after driving an hour there and an hour home, I’m not going to want to drive downtown to my shop. It can wait until next weekend.
• Daughter is super excited for the concert. 2 weekends!
• D-bag has been starting a fight every damn time I talk to him. He actually criticized my parenting. If you’re not involved with your kids, stfu about what I do. Asshole.
• Lets end this on a good note: Boobs.

Colita de Rana

Guardian Angel continues! I’m sorry I haven’t been very active, I’m not in the best head space. It felt really good to write again though. A million thanks to @skittle479 for this idea. I hope you all like it!

GIF Credit: @rafaelbarbasvu

Originally posted by rafaelbarbasvu

Days off were a rare treat for Rafael so he took full advantage of them. Today he hadn’t told Victoria that he’d be staying home. He was sitting at the table when she arrived she stopped in her tracks, “you’re not going to court dressed like that are you?” she asked motioning his polo and jeans.

Rafael laughed, setting aside his tablet and shook his head. “I’m not going to court at all, day off,” he pointed out.

“Day off? Why didn’t you call me?” she frowned and turned walking towards the door.

He shook his head, “no, don’t go. I didn’t call because I want you to come with us,” he said. Victoria asked where they were going, removing her messenger bag and setting it down on the nearest surface. “I’m taking Eva to the park today, I don’t get to spend enough time with my girls – er, you girls,” he corrected himself.

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anonymous asked:

I'm drunk af & I want to kill myself

Please don’t do anything stupid go home drink water and sleep it off if this is something you feel all the time even when you’re not drunk it’s okay to admit you need help and it’s okay to ask for it you’ll get through this just hang in there


My parents came home from a trip to the store right? My dad said to be outside on the porch waiting with all my bros. So I got them all out there and then dad comes home. Does he say thank you for following his instruction like he wanted me to? Nope. We go out and I get like four or five bags on either arm.

Then someone’s like: Don’t forget the big pack of water bottles. 

 Dad: Amy grab the big pack of water bottles. 

 Me: (( Thinking: Dad you aren’t even fuckin carrying anything. I already got enough bags carry it your damn self.)) Okay… *grabs them cause I don’t want to argue, my wrist -on my dominant hand- twists as I pick it up. I’m holding it and stumbling back. Me: Dad can you please take the water bottle pack-

 Dad: Carry the water bottle pack to the house! 

 Me: *Trying to keep hold of the pack while my wrist is throbbing in pain* Dad please take the– 


 Me: But Dad I—-


 Me: I can’t!!! *drops water bottle pack that’s filled with like 24 water bottles onto the drive way* 


Me: I’m sorry I… I twisted my wrist when picking them up. Dad: FUCK THAT! I DON’T WANT EXCUSES. GROW UP AND AND BE STRONGER. 

 Me: (( you tell that to me with someone with low pain tolerance, old wrist injuries, and a fuck tone of mental issues )) IT’S NOT AN EXCUSE YOU KNOW I HAVE POOR GRIP AND LOW PAIN TOLERANCE– BUT FUCKING FINE! *stomps to door and takes plastic bags inside and then comes back out to get the 24 water bottles and struggles the whole way back and into the kitchen to play on table* 

 Dad: *putting things away* 

 Me: *goes over to him* I’m sorry dad for dropping the water–“ 


 Nice talking to you too.. dad.

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Highlights of my week

Here are the highlights of my week:

*Having a nice Valentine’s Day. I’ve always hated it because I had never had a good experience on that day. I think you should show love and do special things all year round, but at the same time I secretly wanted that day to be special for me too. We had already exchanged gifts prior to Valentine’s Day, so I was so surprised to find flowers, choclate, and sprinkles (for the ice cream) waiting for me when I got home. Thank you Nelson. I adore you.


*My service for jury duty being cancelled. I hope I don’t get called again. I’m going to get out of it if I do, dang right.

*Looking at the beautiful pictures Nelson has taken. He has also started on my blackouts so I can get my book done.

*Seeing the Lego Batman movie. It was amazing. The reference to shark repellant was genius and made me so happy. It also made me think a bit. I’ll admit I cried.

*Talking about why Batman is so much better than Superman, and how Superman is overrated with my kiddo. He had been explaining all of this to Miss Carrie at his after school program, so we continued the conversation on the way home. I like talking to him about that stuff. It’s fun and he is pretty smart for an eight year old.

*Writing. The picture poems have been fun, and I’ve enjoyed writing prose this past week.

*Getting messages about the photo shoot I did. I was nervous to do that, but I’m glad I did. I, like everyone, have body image issues. To get such kind messages was uplifting and made me feel good.

Those were the highlights of my week. What were yours?

anonymous asked:

Oh man, I hate assigned readings from academics, they make it so much more difficult to understand their point than is necessary. Are they trying to share something with us or confuse us? The world may never know

They’re stroking their dick-egos.

Listen when I’m trying to sound academic, I’m just take advantage of my professor’s academic mind.

When you write with big boy words, people think you’re a big boy!

Basically, if I sound complicated enough, my professor will fill in the blanks.

He’ll be like ahhh ok, this guy knows what’s up. This doesn’t totally make sense but I think he’s got the idea, he’s just a little distracted, maybe has some home life thing going on. 90 percent.

And that’s all I want.

But if I actually want to make a point, I’ll be as simple as possible so they get what I mean.

Point is.

When I know what I’m saying, I’ll say it simply.

When I don’t, I’ll say it in a way that makes it sound like I do.

Now let’s say I’m not a unique individual…

And say that this clearly indicates…

That all academics are full of shit and have no idea what they’re saying.

And that like me.

They’re just using big words to impress their superiors and get their damn degrees.

anonymous asked:

So I met my ex bf in college away from home& after we graduated he wanted me to stay with him and get an apartment with him. But I decided to go home and we broke up and it was the worst decision and I want to move back there and get him back... am I wrong for moving back home and breaking up with him. I still love him and miss him

Moving in with someone is a big decision and I can understand why you wanted to go back home, we all make wrong decisions once so just try to contact him and tell him how you feel x

Songs that never fail to make white people beyond turnt
  •  Don’t Stop Believing 
  • Bohemian Rhapsody 
  • Living On A Prayer 
  • Come On Eileen 
  • Sweet Caroline 
  • Shot Through the Heart 
  • Pour Some Sugar on Me 
  • Sweet Home Alabama 
  • Under Pressure 
  • Shook Me All Night Long 
  • Ice Ice Baby 
  • Cotton Eyed Joe
  • 500 Miles
  • Wonderwall 
  • Buddy Holly 
  • A Thousand Miles 
  • Teenage Dirtbag 
  • Red Solo Cup 
  • Mr Brightside 
  • Never Gonna Give You Up 
  • Eye of the Tiger 
  • Chicken Fried 
  • American Pie 
  • I Love Rock and Roll 
  • Dancing Queen 
  • Don’t You Want Me
  • We Will Rock You 
  • The Time Warp 
  • Hey Jude 
  • Piano Man
  • This Is How We Do It
  • Drops of Jupiter 
  • Hey Soul Sister
  • In The End 
  • All The Small Things 
  • Stacy’s Mom 
  • Kryptonite 
  • All Star 
  • You Found Me
  • Bad Day 
  • Bring Me To Life 
  • Dance, Dance
  • Sugar We’re Going Down 
  • I Write Sins Not Tragedies 
  • All The Small Things 
  • Ocean Avenue 
  • Dirty Little Secret 
  • Margaritaville 
  • Sk8er Boi
  • Brown Eyed Girl 
  • Life Is A Highway 
  • Some Nights 
  • Little Lion Man 
  • Breakeven
  • Hey There Delilah 
  • Viva La Vida
  • Use Somebody 
  • Carry On My Wayward Son 
  • Take On Me
  • 1985 
  • Iris 
  • I’m Awesome 
  • Seven Nation Army 
  • September 
  • Since U Been Gone
  • Skinny Love 
  • Everybody (Backstreet’s Back)
  • Bye Bye Bye 
  • Say It Ain’t So 
  • Somewhere Only We Know 
  • I’m Yours 
  • Last Resort 
  • My Girl 
  • Tiny Dancer 
  • Roxanne
  • Shout 
  • I’m a Believer 
  • Soul Man
  • Feel Good Inc 
  • Check Yes Juliet
  • Walking On Sunshine 
  • MMM Bop
  • Pumped up Kicks 
  • Hooked On A Feeling 
  • It’s A Beautiful Day
  • Summer Girls 
  • Before He Cheats 
  • Happy Together
  • You Make My Dreams Come True
  • Build Me Up Buttercup
  • Escape (The Pina Colada Song)
  • Shake It (Metro Station)
  • Juke Box Hero
  • Girls Just Want To Have Fun

Shout-out to the mlm who are gonna be asked about bringing a girl home for the holidays

Shout-out to the wlw who are gonna be asked about bringing a boy home for the holidays

Shout-out to the trans kids being forced to present as their assigned gender who are going to be misgendered and misnamed

All of you are so strong and valid and I love every one of you. My blog is always a safe space for anyone who needs to talk. Especially during the holidays. You’re all amazing. Families can suck and holidays can be tough, but is temporary and you’ll make it through. I beleive in you

My personal head cannon is that Carmilla kept her childhood home and would occasionally hide away there when ever she wants to be left alone.  All the locals obviously think it’s haunted and won’t go anywhere near it.  Anyways, after saving the world, she takes Laura there.  Laura wakes up early and takes that opportunity to explore the place (even though Carmilla told her not to wander off by herself because the place is old and some parts aren’t entirely structurally sound).

If I had and capacity for writing I’d give you an accompanying fic, but I don’t so instead you get an illustration. 

P.S. My full portrait of Mircalla can be found here

Translation: Passe på meg (Take Care of Me)

(Isak sneaks up to his room, hears Linn and Even mock-quarreling about the video game)

Even: Do you want him to score, or what?

Linn: No! Nonononono! Come on you Spanish fucker!

Isak: Hey

Even: Hey!

Linn: Wonderful you’re home, I’m exhausted!

Even: Sore loser?

Linn: I’m going to nap.

Even: Awesome hanging out with you, Linn.

Even: Hey

Isak: Hey

(they kiss, lie down)

Isak: Everything okay?

Even: Did you…ask all your flatmates to take care of me?

Isak: Hm? No!

Even: Holy fuck, you’re a bad liar!

Isak: Huh? I’m a bad liar?

Even: Yeah!

Isak: I’m a bad liar? I’m the fucking master of lies, there’s no one who’s a better liar than me! You have no idea what I’ve gotten away with!

Even: Well, tell me. What have you gotten away with?

Isak: You don’t wanna know.

Isak: I like seeing you laugh.

(cell phone vibrates)

Isak: Fuck, Vilde…Hassling me so much about the stuff with Kosegruppa.

Even: Kosegruppa..! I had completely forgotten about it.

Isak: Well, don’t tell that to her, she’ll be pissed. She’s terrified people just joined for the parties.

Even: Uh, I was there to meet you.

Isak: What, seriously?

Even: Yeah, did you think I was there to have fun?

Isak: Had you seen me before that first…cuddle meeting? (kosemøte)

Even: Yes. I saw you the first day of school.

Isak: Woah.

(Cell vibrates again)

Isak: Ugh, fuck. Hello, Vilde! No, we don’t have a Christmas tree here. Okay, yeah, if you’re so fucking keen on getting a Christmas tree then you’ll have to buy it yourself. You..you can buy them anywhere, Vilde! Like, Kjellands plass. Yeah. Yep. Awesome. Bye.

Even: Christmas tree?

Isak: Yeah, actually I haven’t told you, but about Kosegruppa..they’ll have some Christmas get-together here on Friday.

Even: Here?

Isak: Mhm.

Even: Friday?

Isak: You want to come?

Even: I…I’ve actually promised mom that I-..I talked to her today, and she really wanted me to stop by, to eat and stuff. Or I don’t really know. I was thinking maybe just to stay there for a while.

Isak: Just take it one day at a time.

(Y’all know Kosegruppa by now, so I decided not to translate it because yeah…)


This clip was everything I needed rn!


moodboard: sweeran

“Honestly, I know I wouldn’t be up here if it wasn’t for one of my best friends who took me to pubs and taught me how to make a good cup of tea and taught me everything I need to know about the UK. I just want to say I love you, Ed Sheeran.”

“America would never have happened for me, or I would never have got the ball up at all if I hadn’t gone on tour with Taylor Swift in 2013. She texted me and asked did I want to go away with her for six months. I might have been a very successful home grown act here (UK), but not in America, so it was the best text I’ve ever had from Taylor.“