i wish i had a mom like this

anonymous asked:

unpopular opinion but i wish supergirl never moved to cbs because while we did get lena, m'gann, and maggie - what cost did we pay for them? mon-el is now the fucking main character, lena never gets screen time and is always labelled a villain even after she's turned in her mom, m'gann left the same episode she finally got her development, and we still haven't gotten a full maggie episode that doesn't center everything on her relationship with alex i wish the cw had never gotten its hands on it

lmao i feel like that ain’t unpopular anymore literally everything’s gone to shit w the cw move and i am so tired i agree w you 

i was cleaning my room at home and i found a box my mom kept full of all my school work from when i was little. one of the things in there was this list from kindergarten. on the 100th day of school we did all these “100” themed activities and one of them was finishing the sentence, “i wish i had 100…” let me tell you, a genie would have a field day with all the vague as shit wishes we came up with. like little kids probably wish the most as an age group and yet they all suck at it. like, okay, katie wished for 100 dollars, right? but then sam comes in and she wished for 100 toonies. that’s 200 dollars! katie looks like a god damn idiot! but hold on because then jonathan wished for 100 monies, like, plural of money. so he wished for 100 different kinds of currency in any amount. that could be one american penny and then 99 penny equivalents or millions of dollars in euros and pounds and stuff. still, strange wish to leave open to interpretation. 

keane, now keane had a more sensible take on the money wish. keane wished for 100 pieces of gold. a timeless metal coveted by ancient and modern cultures alike. clearly he knew something we didn’t.

what else did people wish for? ronald wished for 100 toys. shannon, i shit you not, shannon wished for 100 “boxes to put my toys in.” ronald was basically wishing just to get on shannon’s level while she was just like, “give me a gift card to the container store.” looking through the list there’s a lot of weird one upping. like a lot of weird passive aggressive stuff. katie b wished for 100 dresses, melanie countered with 100 fancy dresses. like she wanted dresses too, but had to clarify just to make katie b feel like she had shit taste. me, i wished for 100, get this, cats. you could not pay me to take a cat today, i want nothing to do with cats. apparently in kindergarten i wanted an insane, borderline illegal number of them. i have a feeling i was making this wish to impress someone else, like you know when you pretended to like a band in high school to have something in common with your crush? this was like that only magic and more…allergenic. my friend connor wished for 100 kitty cats. little baby cats. kind of a dick move, right? like you know i’d end up with 100 weird old cats, 179 eyes between them, all on their deathbeds. andre wanted 100 cars at what, age 5? he wanted to open a used dealership and needed inventory. joanne wanted 100 presents, which is different than wanting 100 of something more specific. like a present is a personal thing someone gives to someone else. she basically wanted people to think of her and get her something nice. i wish i could track everyone down and do an updated list. oh man, you know what i’d say if someone wished for 100 kitty cats? i’d wish for 100 pregnant cats. that’s like 200-700 cats or something. dammit connor where are you.

Loving with a Little Twist by hrrytomlinson


“What are you going to do?”

“I don’t know Niall! I just promised my mother I’m bringing my boyfriend - a boyfriend I don’t have - to Thanksgiving dinner. What should I do? I can’t call back and be like, ‘Oh yeah mom, that boyfriend I said that I have, I don’t actually have. Sorry to disappoint you.’ My life is ruined.” Harry returns to suffocating himself with the pillow.

Niall laughs and Harry growls at his best friend’s unwarranted happiness in this life-ending situation. Harry is fucked. Fuck. He needs a boyfriend. Fuck.

Harry/Louis Thanksgiving themed fake/pretend relationship // word count: 29k

Friendly reminder that

It’s not okay for partners to hit each other!!! Just because one of them is a girl does not mean she can hit or slap her boyfriend!!! Arguments and anger do not justify violence!! I’ve seen relationships depicted like this in fanfiction, books, tv shows, and movies and it’s not okay. Gender does not matter. You. Do. Not. Hit. Your. Partner.

I really wish TV shows and movies where they had to switch actors halfway through a series would account for the sudden change in the script like

“Rachel? Got in a terrible car accident. Has a whole new face. Don’t say anything, she’s very sensitive about it.”

“Jack? Bailed on his girlfriend. This is her new boyfriend Mack: he’s Jack’s cousin from back home, that’s why their backstory is basically the same.”

“Alex found out he’s adopted. This is his birth mom. That was his adoptive mom you met back in Season 2.”

You're my home/Part 3

Warnings: Reader is a young single mom. Sad conversation(?) and i guess a little (just a little) bit of smut…

Notes: Here it is the 3 part, i hope you like it! Sorry for not posting it Saturday, i had to finish some details that took more time than i imagined. The girl in the gif is Paige from Scorpion, and she’s a waitress but unfortunately, the gif don’t show her uniform. -Sigh- Anyways, i will probably post the requests next week, because i’m having tests in my school. -Sigh-(Again). Wish me luck…

Part 1 Part 2

“She was crazy, man, I’m telling you!” Misha said talking about one fan that went in his photo Op. This was the last day of convention in that city, and in the morning, they would have to travel to another one. Everybody was laughing while they were in Cliff’s car to go to a restaurant. 

“Okay guys, but we still need to decide where we’re going.” Cliff said and immediately, something came up in Jensen’s mind.

“What about that pasta restaurant that (Y/n) also told us about yesterday?” He suggested and everybody, expect for Misha, smirked. “What?” Jensen asked when he saw the clever smile on everyone’s faces. “You’re like fucking teenagers!" 

"Nobody told me this story!” Misha argued and Jensen rolled his eyes, he felt like he was back in college. 

“(Y/N) was this fan that we met yesterday, she has a daughter, and we offered her to stay in the backstage because the little girl was sleepy and grumpy. Jensen was totally crushing on her.” Jared explained making Jensen roll his eyes again.

“Hmmm.” Misha said with a giant smirk making everyone laugh.

“So we’re going to the pasta one?” Cliff asked and they all nodded. This night, only Misha, Cliff, Gen, Jared and Jensen decided to go have dinner outside of the hotel, everybody else was tired and didn’t want to come. 

“Be good to your nonna okay, Tom? I love you.” Gen said in the phone to her little son, who stayed with Gen’s mom for the weekend. “Okay, I will pass it to him.” She said looking at Jared. “He wants to talk to you.” She said giving the phone to her husband.

“Talking about kids, you and Vicky are trying again, right Misha?” Cliff asked to Misha when they got out of the car, entering the cozy restaurant. 

“Yeah… Vicky is pretty excited about having another kid.” He said smiling and Jensen suddenly felt dislocated. This wasn’t the first time he felt this. Everyone talking about their children and well… everyone having someone to make kids with. He was the one who always wanted kids. He usually didn’t fell like this, but when a situation like that happened, he couldn’t stop himself from thinking. He hadn’t had anything serious with someone since his last girlfriend cheated on him. Nothing he wanted to remember. 

“What do you want J?” Jared asked when they all were already in the table, with the menu in their hands. 

“I think I’ll go to with the spaghetti.” He said and Jared nodded calling for a waitress, apparently everyone had already chosen it and he hadn’t even noticed. They talked about random stuff when waited for the food. 

“I will go to the bathroom again.” Gen said seeming a little annoyed while getting up. “I hate this part of pregnancy.” She said and everybody laughed. 

“I’m excited for the next convention, it is going to be really big.” Jared said looking at some fan messages in his phone and all men agreed.

“C'mon, lets take a picture.” Misha said taking his phone out of the pocket. They smiled and Gen arrived seconds later after the photo was taken.

“You won’t believe what just happened!” She said excited and Jensen frowned, she was looking specifically at him. “I was getting out of the bathroom and I found (Y/N)!” She said smiling and Jensen felt his heart beat faster. What the fuck? “Apparently she’s a waitress here.”

“(Y/N) as in ‘the fan Jensen was crushing on’?” Misha asked before Jensen could even open his mouth. 

“In the flesh.” Gen said. “Coincidence? I don’t think so." 

"C'mon guys.” Jensen said with a small laugh seeing his friends open smirks and malicious faces. “She was the one who suggested this place, is it really that surprising that she works here?” He said not really believing his words. 

“Yeah, actually.” Jared said “I will look for her, and maybe, this time, our dumb friend here will have the courage to ask for her number.” Jared continued messing with Jensen, who just rolled his eyes. 

“Oh don’t worry, I already called her.” Gen said smiling. “She said that she needed to finish serving a table and then she would come here to say hi.” She said when the orders arrived. 

They quickly changed the subject, but Jensen started to get anxious. He really wanted to see you again, like, really. He cursed himself the entire day for not getting your number last night. He was single, he had the right to ask a beautiful girl out, didn’t he? Jared noticed how his friend was a little off all day long, and he mentally swore that he would find a way to get in contact with you, for Jensen. But now he wouldn’t need to, you were there! This certainly was not a coincidence. 

“(Y/N)!” Jared said suddenly looking behind Jensen, who slowly turned around and sighed upon seeing you smiling and being hugged by Jared and Cliff. You were in the restaurant uniform, with a high ponytail. Jensen stood up smiling and hesitated for a moment before pulling you in for a hug. 

Of course, you just melted in his arms. You just couldn’t believe you got to see all those guys again, especially Jensen. You were really scared for a second, thinking this could be a dream. This was probably the best thing that ever happened to you. After Lottie. 

“We don’t know each other, but I have already heard a lot about you.” Misha said opening his arms to you, and you started to fangirl again, you didn’t see him yesterday, which was a shame because he was one of your favorite characters. 

“Heard a lot about me…?” You said with a small laugh after separating from him, not really paying much attention to this. You had just hugged the cast again, and Misha Collins for the first time, so you were still a little awed. 

“After all, we came here because of your suggestion.” Jensen said with a smile before his friends could open their big mouths to say that Jensen couldn’t stop thinking about you. 

“And are you guys enjoying it?” You said seeing that they were still eating they orders, smiling when they nodded and started to praise the place. “I’m glad then! Hm…I will let you guys eat, it was a pleasure to see you guys again.” You said waving a goodbye and turning around. Jensen didn’t even see his friends’ faces before getting up and holding your arm to stop you. You turned around a little confused, but felt your heart explode when you saw that it was Jensen. 

“What time does your shift end?” He asked and you raised your eyebrows.

“In an hour and a half.” You answered and he smiled softly. “Why?”

“If you don’t mind, I would like to wait for you, and maybe we can talk for a bit.” He said and your world simply stopped. Wait, what? Jensen Ackles was asking you out? Really? You? 

“Hm… Yeah, I would like that.” You said still a little lost and finding it hard to process what just happened. He smiled like he was relieved and you couldn’t stop yourself from smiling too. 

“Great, then I will be in the table waiting for you.” He said and you nodded. He came back to the table, and to his surprise, nobody asked anything or even stopped what they were talking about when he sat again. Good for him.
Dinner ended surprisingly fast, after lots of talking and laughing. The restaurant was practically empty by now, and although Jensen said that they could go rest, Misha decided to stay and wait for you with him. Jared and Gen had to go because Gen was starting to get nauseous, another symptom of pregnancy she hated, and Cliff took them to the hotel.  

“So she has a 3 year old daughter?” Misha asked. When the others left, he wanted to know more about the girl that made his friend finally ask a girl out again. Jensen was a little, hm…how could he put it? Traumatized after his last serious relationship. 

“Yeah, she’s the cutest thing.” Jensen answered with a smile. But before they could continue, you got out of the kitchen, stopping in front of their table. You changed the uniform for your normal clothes, and even though you were just in dark jeans and a blue shirt, Jensen thought you were beautiful.

Cliché? Maybe. Whatever.

“Hey.” Jensen said smiling, getting up. “You’re ready to go?” He asked and you nodded with a smile. 

“Okay guys, i will take an uber to the hotel, you want a ride somewhere?” Misha asked while he unlocked his phone and you twisted your lip. 

“My house is literaly behind the restaurant.” You said already a little scared that Jensen would want to cancel the ‘date’. Every guy that you dated in the past was gone the minute they learned you had a daughter. Okay, Jensen already knew about Lottie, but you couldn’t avoid that feeling. “And I have to go home, because Lottie is staying with my neighbor, and she’s crying… I just have to put her in bed and then we can talk. Is that okay?” You asked a little anxious and Jensen smiled. 

“Definitely.” He said and you sighed, relieved. “Let’s go?” 

“Well, I hope you have fun, my uber arrived.” Misha said waving and heading in a different direction. You and Jensen turned to each other, smiling as he extended his arm to you. You twined you arm with his and started walking away from the restaurant and in the direction of your apartment.

“You didn’t mention that you worked in the restaurant.” Jensen said looking at you with a small smile, and you were trying your best to act normal and ignore the fact that Jensen Ackles was going to your house.

“It didn’t really matter yesterday.” You said struggling and continued. “I mean, I didn’t actually think that you would go to the second restaurant suggestion I gave you.”

“Why wouldn’t I? We loved that sushi one yesterday, and I don’t even like sushi” He said and you opened your mouth in indignation.

“What? Sushi is the best food ever!” You cried opening the door to the little building you lived in. It had just four floors and two apartments each. 

“Oh… I didn’t think it was that close to your house” he said when you entered the lobby.

“I told you.” You said with a smile while clicking the number '2’ in the elevator. "But really, how can you not like sushi?“ You asked and he laughed struggling.

"I guess I don’t like eating things that are alive.” He joked and you giggled rolling your eyes. The elevator stopped in your floor, and he followed you to your neighbor’s door.

“This is just gonna take one second.” You said and he nodded, you knocked on the door and after a few seconds Mrs. Alba appeared, a sweet old woman that took care of Lottie when you couldn’t. Mostly just after seven o'clock, the time she arrived from her work at her flower shop.

“Hey (Y/N)! And…. Well, I’ve never seen you around.” She said with a smile to Jensen, that copied her action.

“I’m Jensen, I’m (Y/N)’s….” He hesitated a second, looking at you and you twisted your lip not knowing what to say. What could you possibly say? He’s my favorite actor? “Friend.”

“Oh, pleasure to meet you.” She said shaking his hand and turning to you. “Lottie is already sleeping, she got tired.”

“Oh….” You said and Jensen noticed how your face fell. He imagined how it must be hard for you, working so hard that you couldn’t even put your 3 year old daughter in bed. 

And he was completely right. 

“Okay, I will get her.” You said entering the house with Jensen behind you.

“You want me to carry her?” He asked when you stopped in front of the sofa she was sleeping in, hugging a teddy bear. 

“No, it’s okay.” You said a little surprised and in love with how sweet he was. “If you can hold my purse…”

He immediately took it out of your arm, watching you gently lifting Lottie and putting her in your arms, her head on your shoulder. 

“Thank you so much, good night Mrs. Alba” You said and after a “no problem, good night.”, you got out of her apartment. 

“Make yourself at home, I will just put Lottie in her room.” You said when you entered your apartment, disappearing into a corridor. He put your purse in the sofa and looked around. It wasn’t big, but it was wide and cozy. It was a nice place to live. After a few minutes you came back without Lottie and you smiled at each other.

“She’s okay?” He asked pointing at the corridor and you nodded entering your open kitchen.

“Yeah, she’s a heavy sleeper. Lucky me.” You said with a little laugh and he laughed too. “Wine?” You asked lifting a bottle.

“Course.” You put the wine in two glasses, extending one to him, and you two went to sit on your balcony. You two started to talk about everything and anything, and after a while, he seemed like an old friend and not your favorite actor, who by fate’s weird ways was in your house on a Saturday night. He told you so many things about his life, his career, his fears, cravings, and well…

“I really though she was the one. All my friends were getting married… Hell, Genevieve was already pregnant. I wanted that, you know?” He said talking his last girlfriend and you nodded. “I wanted a family with her, and she just… Cheated. Except from the long distance, nothing was wrong in our relationship."  

"But shouldn’t you be relieved for not having started a family with her? Imagine how hard it would’ve been going through a break up with kids, how hard it would’ve been if you were married.” You said and he gave a small relieved laugh.

“Yeah, I always think about this. I was blind with…. I think it was pure lust. I was in a rush, because all my friends were starting their families and I wasn’t. I was in love with the idea, not with her.” He said seriously. “She wasn’t a good person. I thank god for not having proposed.”

“You did right Jensen.” You said squeezing his hand, which was already too close of yours. “I made this mistake once.” You said referring to the fact that you had Lottie with a despicable man. “And I learned that this stuff… No matter how old you are, just do it with someone you are one hundred percent sure you want to spend the rest of your life with, someone you know won’t let you down.” You said and your looks connected and this time, he was the one who squeezed your hand.

“You didn’t talk about that part of your life, and I understand if you don’t want to. I don’t know what happened, but I just wanted to tell you… You’re fucking amazing.” He said so intensely that you didn’t doubt his words for even a second. “You didn’t have any support, and raised a kid at the age of nineteen.” He said what you had already told him and you opened a shy smile, making him smile more. “You’re amazing.” He repeated, this time in a lower voice, and suddenly your faces were just inches apart. His hand was on your cheek, and the glasses of wine were left forgotten in the little table. 

You took a deep breath before he gently pulled your face and glued your lips together. The kiss started slow and you were just… Exploring each other. But after minutes, with no warning, the kiss started to grow hotter, and before you knew it you were sitting on his lap, your hands on his scruff. His large hands were squeezing your thighs, and his teeth bitting your lower lip. You could feel the bulge in his pants brushing in your center and when his right hand entered your shirt and squeezed your breast, you couldn’t help the moan. He started to kiss your neck and you began to do circular movements with your hips, making him moan. He was about to lift your shirt when you suddenly backed away with a concentrated face. 

He frowned and you looked at him and sighed, leaving him more confused than ever.

“Three…” You started. “Two…”

“Mommy!” A little voice screamed somewhere inside the house, and you two gave a small laugh with the interruption. 

“I didn’t listen to anything!” He said a little surprised and you struggled, giving him one last chaste kiss before getting up.

“It’s my job listen to her steps.” You said smiling before entering the house. He smiled when he thought about what had just happened, but frowned when he looked at the sky and saw the…sun? He quickly got his phone and saw that it was already five in the morning. Fuck. His flight was at 8.

He entered the apartment, seeing Lottie lying on the sofa watching a cartoon and you in the kitchen with a baby bottle in your hands. 

“(Y/N), I didn’t realize it was already morning, my flight leaves in a few hours…” Jensen said to you and you gave him a yellow smile.

“Yeah, of course.” You said putting the bottle in the sink and going in the direction of the door. 

“I wish I could stay for a few more days.” He said, a little guilty that he was leaving that way. You told him about the lame excuses the guys gave you to leave because of your daughter. He surely wasn’t doing that. But he knew you were thinking that about him. “(Y/N)…”

“Thank you for tonight, Jensen. I had a lot of fun.” You said opening the door, not even looking at his face. He sighed and squeezed your hand. 

“Me too. I have your number now, I will call you.” He said stepping out of your apartment, remembering a moment in the night when you got each other’s number. “I mean it.” And for the first time in a long time, he really meant it. You weren’t just a one night stand for him. He didn’t want you to be just a one night stand.

You smiled, still not believing his words. Could he blame you? This was what always happened to you. For god’s sake, he was a millionaire actor, of course he wouldn’t be different. You were the fan of the night. 

At least you thought so.

“Take care.” And with that, you closed the door. And for a weird and undeniably cliche reason, he went to the hotel with his heart small and the thought that he really didn’t want to leave your small and cozy apartment. He really didn’t want to leave you.

Part 4??

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“Anyway, George comes up to me the first day of filming and he takes on look at the dress and says, ‘You can’t wear a bra under that dress.’

So, I say, 'Okay, I’ll bite. Why?’

And he says, 'Because… there’s no underwear in space.’

I promise you this is true, and he says it with such conviction too! Like he had been to space and looked around and he didn’t see any bras or panties or briefs anywhere.

Now, George came to my show when it was in Berkeley. He came backstage and explained why you can’t wear your brassiere in other galaxies, and I have a sense you will be going to outer space very soon, so here’s why you cannot wear your brassiere, per George. So, what happens is you go to space and you become weightless. So far so good, right? But then your body expands??? But your bra doesn’t- so you get strangled by your own bra. Now I think that this would make a fantastic obit- so I tell my younger friends that no matter how I go, I want it reported that I drowned in moonlight, strangled by my own bra.”

― Carrie Fisher, Wishful Drinking Art by  @euclase

My first memory of brujeria/a how to

When I was younger, my grandmother insisted I keep a necklace with a doe eye on it because it kept away the ojo (evil eye). They allegedly performed an egg cleansing ceremony on me before I got the eye because my dad’s crazy ex someone didn’t like me and my mom and wished us harm. Even if this person didn’t want to harm us, they probably would’ve done it anyways. From what I understand, the ritual was done to many of my cousins and other family members before they also received their doe eyes. I will go over what I remember my grandmother telling me to do, as she somewhat recently explained what to do after I had my daughter.


  • Egg
  • Oil
  • Candle
  • A glass of water
  • *optional* White table cloth on which to place these

Have the sick or cursed person lie down somewhere comfortable. Light the candle and use the oil to make the sign of the cross on their forehead. After that grab the egg and take care not to touch the person with your hands after this step. Start from the head down and go in small circles (clockwise) around their face, then to the neck, arms and chest and all the way down. As you do this, recite a healing prayer to God. Once done, crack the egg into a glass of water and crack the yolk. SUPPOSEDLY once my Tia had an egg that ended up boiled somehow. My grandmother said that really skilled people know how to analyze the egg and know what to do from there. But really what’s best is to let it sit for a bit, about half an hour will do, and then dispose of it in any way you choose. I’ve heard of putting the egg and shell under a tree to help the tree grow, but most people I know just flush it. It’s really up to you.

Mbti tumblr be like, the types as potatoes:
  • <p> <b><p></b> <b><p></b> <b><p></b> <b>ISTJ:</b> hard working potato<p/><b>ISTP:</b> a potato that likes fixing things<p/><b>ESTP:</b> reckless potato<p/><b>ESTJ:</b> the potato that is your boss<p/><b>ISFJ:</b> motherly potato<p/><b>ISFP:</b> a potato that's good at art<p/><b>ESFP:</b> party potato<p/><b>ESFJ:</b> the most popular potato in school<p/><b>INFJ:</b> a really mystical and magical potato! I wish I had this potato in my life...<p/><b>INFP:</b> a crying potato that doesn't like conflict<p/><b>ENFP:</b> manic pixie dream potato<p/><b>ENFJ:</b> the mom of the potato friend group<p/><b>INTJ:</b> evil genius potato<p/><b>INTP:</b> awkward potato<p/><b>ENTP:</b> a potato that has debates with other potatoes<p/><b>ENTJ:</b> I am afraid of this potato<p/></p><p/></p><p/></p><p/></p>

I am unreasonably amused by the fact that Mary is 29 and Castiel’s physical body is 35/36-ish. Dean is going to hit his 40th birthday before either of them. Sam is four years older than his mom.

I wish supernatural had the special effects budget to actually show the relative ages of the recently revived/non-aging portion of the cast because it would be hilarious. “This is our mom…yeah….I know she looks like our younger sister. It’s a long story. And this is Castiel…yeah, I know he looks like he’s just starting to pay off a mortgage but he’s actually millions of years old.”

Right now the cast should actually look more like this,

To Everyone out there

This blog is a happy place. Whether in your soul you truly believe S/C are a couple, were once a couple or never were (yeah, right). It’s a happy place. 

My life sucks. I work a shitty job that in no way resembles what I would like to be doing, with crap-ass pay. Live in a crappy city that is incredibly unfriendly, (do you hear that, Vancouver? - you suck!) I haven’t had a relationship for 5 years because the guy I was with for 7 years gave into his mom’s wishes and married someone he never met back in his home country. Yeah. That happened. Via text.

I live far from downtown in my 1 bedroom apartment with my 3 cats and dog because finding a place that takes pets in this city is impossible (again…Vancouver. you suck) not to mention the cost of apartments here.

So….since I found Outlander. Which was a year ago this month. I was trying to find UK/Europe themed items for Christmas presents for my mom…in hopes they would entice her to visit Europe with me. One of them being this book that came highly recommended online, set in Scotland - Outlander.

I bought the book for my mom. Read the jacket and decided to buy one for myself. Read it while I watched the first season and fell in love with them both,

The rest is history.

So, I don’t care what negativity is happening on Twitter. I’m on there merely to see other tweets from celebs I actually like.  I don’t speak THAT mans name anymore. I’m ashamed he’s Canadian. I’m sorry some of my fellow shippers get hurt so often. But when you come to my blog, you will find happiness, hope, smut (in all shapes and forms) and someone who literally spends all her day wishing she was on Tumblr, because it is the ONLY place that makes me happy. You guys make me happy.

I’m facing another birthday - alone. Another Christmas - alone. If my world is a dream world, so be it. I’ve tried reality. We don’t get along very well.

Thanks for reading and S/C forever. 


make me choose >> akamomo or kuromomo asked by @mibuchireo

Confession: I’ve never had a boyfriend or kissed a boy. Boys are never interested in me. I complain to my mom about it sometimes and she says it’s because I’m attracted to white guys and if I went after black guys I’d find someone. I don’t specifically go out of my way to exclude black guys or only like white guys it’s just that most of the guys I tend to like or be attracted to are white. I wish I was normal and liked mostly black guys, but I tend to lean towards whites guys and I feel so shitty.


I tried my hand at making a pro design in animal crossing! Second try at this. I’m feeling p good about this but there are some things I wanna improve on. Also i seriously wish we had a few more colors.
I made this in HHD because I can’t access New Leaf at the moment but those codes also work in NL!

On related note: I got the Happy Home Designer New 3DS now and it’s really cute!! I’m happy I finally upgraded. My old 3ds had the thing where the d-pad starts dissolving and it was really bothering me. I gave that one to my mom though, so now she can enjoy animal crossing too, just like back in the day on the DS and GC. :)

Alexander  pt.3 [BTS Jungkook ] (M)

jungkook x reader (y/N)

bts members

Genre : angst/smut/fluff

Mature contents: this is not a fairy tale leave if you don’t like it,

Summary: he gave me fire and i need to find him ;with him i saw stars ,i wasn’t scared i felt safe.. i liked his kisses and i wish we meet again …

Originally posted by apgujeon

you rolled your eyes again when you read the work papers it wasn’t something hard to do but you felt worry , you always lived with family members even your mom was always travelling you fortunately had brothers and your uncle wife the mansion was big and it seemed perfect for a big family just like your grandpa planned and no one dared to break a rule 

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So I’m stuck in Starbucks for a few hours waiting on my mom to get off work and pick me up, and as I’m sick I’m mostly just suffering and wishing I had somewhere I could just curl up and be miserable for awhile. And I entertained myself with a thought of a coffee shop with recliners and then I realized that’s the sort of thing that Robbie would do so have an au:

-The Lazy Lounge is a coffee shop, but along with having tables and comfortable chairs like any other, it also has recliners and couches, lots of comfortable cushions and even throw blankets (both washed regularly) so that people can come in and eat or have their copy in the usual environment, or they can take their stuff to something more comfortable for long-term relaxing. The idea is meant to cater to people who might be waiting for a long time, as well as encourage people to stay longer and thus spend more money.

The Lounge has the usual coffee shop fare, as well as a wide assortment of cakes that change daily

-Across the road is a gym, which has been closed for a long time until one day Sportacus turns up and opens a new one, called “No One’s Lazy in LazyTown” (which the locals shorten to “the lazy gym”). The gym is really unusual; rather than having the standard rooms full of exercise equipment, it has lots of playrooms, as well as a big, roomy sportsfield out back. The idea is to encourage people to exercise by giving them a place to play. Kids are also automatically given free membership as soon as their parent or guardian signs up.

When Sportacus first turns up, Robbie hates him and keeps trying to drive him out of business because he thinks that people will spend less time in his Lounge if they’re being more active, but Sportacus is glad that people have somewhere to go and wind down after they leave the gym. Eventually he’s able to get through to Robbie and make him realize that they aren’t and don’t have to be rivals, mostly by being unfairly attractive and making Robbie’s heart go doki-doki every time he does a handstand (spoilers that’s often).

-Stephanie is Sportacus’s daughter; Pixel, Trixie, Stingy, and Ziggy are four kids who get left at the Lounge by their parents most days and are unofficially Robbie’s best customers, and the ones that twig Robbie to the gym opening and drawing away his customers.

fjdkf I told my mom I’m bi in the parking garage about 2 minutes before she drove off to the airport and her response was, “Okay. You know I had a girlfriend once in grad school.” Mind you - my parents were supposedly dating long distance in grad school. So she’s like “well, your dad had a girlfriend too so don’t worry it wasn’t a Thing.” Anyways it was like….surreal? I really don’t know jack shit about my parents’ life before they had me and my sister. And then she was like “this isn’t a big deal, rose. As long as you’re happy, then your whole family will be happy for you. But maybe that’s just me being an east coast liberal elite!” and then we laughed and hugged and I said goodbye :-))) good stuff!

I might have turned my mom into a NCT stan

So she likes 7th Sense and Without You,
Told me that Taeyong is handsome.

I brought her to NCT live stage,
She told me again that she likes Taeyong,
And she jammed to Fire Truck.

At SUM Market she liked the NCT merchs,
And praised Haechan’s face.

After she saw my Limitless album,
She said ‘I wish I had one, I want to buy it now’,
And asked some stickers from it.

Yes, she told me to buy one more Limitless album just so she can unbox it by herself.
(In which I didn’t let her buy it anymore - I’ve bought three!)

She wanted the Taeyong handwriting sticker.
And stuck one of the bonuses stickers on her phone because she thought it was cute.

Today, suddenly she asked what song I’ve been singing recently;
In which My First And Last.
Apparently she likes it, too.

And I don’t know how should I react to this fact.

My mother has always thought she’s a loser because she’s never had much. She works her ass off to the top, to be kicked to the bottom. She has struggled a lot. She raised us on her own. She is truly one of the kindest people you will ever meet. But if you piss her off she will let you know it. She is one of the strongest people I know and I wish she saw herself like I see her. She may not make the most or have tons of things but she’s the best person I’ve ever met, hardworking and so strong and I think that trumps everything else.
—  My mom is my hero