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Party Like A Stark

Originally posted by yesilliniz

Peter Parker x Stark Reader

Part (5/?)

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 

Summary: Your 19th birthday party was a memorable one and maybe the best one yet.  One of the best things that came out of the party was Peter.  There’s definitely something budding between the two of you, but will it last?

Warnings: just some cursing!


AN: Hey friends! I know this is being posted late, it literally took me hours to write this chapter! Also don’t think I don’t like Zendaya’s character after reading this! I just thought it could work! also The actor or Ned, Jacob, is Filipino, and I’m filipina so I wanted to kinda to make his birthday party accurate to how it would be in real life haha anyway sorry for the long wait! I hope it was worth it!!

The last few weeks have been great for yours and Peter’s friendship.  Peter started coming to the Headquarters on the weekends, which meant more time to get to know each other.  The synopsis that you have gathered on Peter from the last few weeks is that he’s a major dork, like walks into a glass wall dork.  The amount of times he has walked into glass is quite impressive, but not for the cleaners who have to clean off the face mark of Peter Parker.  He is also a very sweet, and kind guy.  He really puts others before himself.  It’s really nice to have someone like that as a friend, because he always texts you to see how you’re doing that day or will drop everything to help you with something.  

Peter was like no one you have ever met before, and you were kind of mad at your dad for keeping him from you for so long.  Even Pietro and Wanda love hanging out with him.  You four will train together to help give one another practice on handling someone that has similar abilities as you.  Peter is getting better with tangling Pietro up in his webs, which was an L on Pietro’s pride.

After training, Peter will help you with upgrades on your armor, or bike.  Your dad is usually busy, so it’s nice to have Peter by your side when you get stuck or need an extra hand.  Your dad tried to convince you to build your own suit, but this was more your style. Your thing was more light, so it gave you the option to use your martial art abilities.  You had gauntlets that were inspired off of your dad’s iron man hands, each hand having repulsor beams.  Also, the gauntlets gave you a killer grip and more strength in your punches.  Another part of your armor were boots made out of gold titanium alloy that had flight boosts.  But you didn’t use your boots to fly around far distances, more like help you do sick air kicks and flips.  All your armor is painted a metallic black with an accent of deep purple.

Let’s not forget about your baby, your bike.  Your dad bought the Apache RTR 300 and the two of you amped it up.  You kept most of the same body work but added a few things.  New brakes were added so you could stop instantly, and mini missile guns were added to the sides.  The bike was also upgraded to be very quiet for stealth missions, but let’s not forget about your safety.  It has a tracker in it just in case it gets taken or you go missing.  Another great thing it does is taser anyone who tries to steal it, because you’d be kidding yourself if you thought no one would try to steal a multi million dollar bike. Fun fact you were nicknamed, the bullet, because of how fast you could go on your bike.

Another key part of your armor is your helmet. Your helmet has a layer of gold titanium alloy, so it can take hits without damage. It is designed like a sleek motorcycle helmet, but the inside has everything the iron man suit does.  FRIDAY is programmed in it to assist you with combat or riding.  You’ve also got an amazing sound system running through there, which is always helpful on long drives.  Both your bike and helmet matched your armor, and you usually wore your black leather jacket for, you know, style.  


Today, Peter was tinkering with making a new web fluid while you were working on your gauntlets.  As you looked into a magnifying glass to see where to place a chip Peter spoke up.

“So are you busy Saturday?”, he asked as he busily poured a chemical into his beaker.

“Uhhhh”, you answered to focused to think about the question.  You placed the chip down and looked away from the glass. “No I don’t think so, why?”

Suddenly smoke started to rise from the beaker and Peter quickly threw the fire smothering blanket on it just incase it combusted.  He saw the unimpressed look on your face and he tried to smoothly hide it behind him with a laugh. Trying to distract you from his tenth failure, he carried on with the conversation.  “Well, Ned is having his birthday party, and I was kind of wondering”, he scratched the back of his head nervously. “If you wanted to come too?”

“Would he mind if I came?”, you asked Peter.

Peter thought for a few seconds.  He knew Ned would absolutely freak out if you came, but in a good way.  Peter shook his head with confidence, “He would love it if you were there.”

You smiled at the thought of finally going to a party with “normal” people around for the first time. “Yeah, I’m down”, you accepted Peter’s invite.

“Sweet! I’ll text you the address and time”, he said as he checked on his failed science experiment.


“Hey dad you busy?”, you came into his lab.  

He picked his head up from the blueprints he was staring at, “Never for you, pumpkin. What’s up?”

You grabbed a stool and sat across the counter from him. “Peter invited me to his friend’s birthday party this Saturday.”

“Are you going?”, he gave you a curious look.

“Well, am I allowed?”, you asked wondering if his question was a trick.

“Of course, you’re 19 (Y/N). I’m not going to stop you from going to a party”, Tony’s attention went back to his papers.

“Oh sweet, thanks!”

“Mhm”, he hummed clearly done with the conversation.

Slowly, you slid a glossy picture of Iron Man on top of his papers.  He looked up at you confused, “What’s this?”

“Well I was wondering if you could sign it for Ned, he’s a huge fan”, you said sweetly, hoping this would help convince your dad.

“He’s a friend of Peter?”, he raised an eyebrow at you.

“Yeah, and he’s like crazy smart too.”

“Alriiiiight”, your dad grabbed a sharpie.  “What should I say? ‘Don’t do drugs’?”, your dad joked.

“No just say ‘Happy Birthday Ned, your friend Iron Man’”, you shook your head.

“I’m not his friend!”, Tony argued back.

You groaned and threw your face into your hands.  “I know, dad, just say you are!”

“I know, I’m just being irritating”, your dad laughed and started to sign the photo.

You took the signed present. “Geez, now I know how Pepper feels”, you sighed and left his lab to go back to your room. As you walked, you decided to shoot Peter a text.

You: “Got my dad to sign something to Ned, do you think he’ll like it?”

Peter: “Wow, way to out shine my gift.”

You: “Is that a yes then?”

Peter: “I’m pretty sure it will be his prized possession next to his lego death star model.”

You: “Wow that’s an honor!”

Peter: “I’m telling you he loves you guys.”

You laughed at the idea of his best friend “fanboying” over you.  

Before you knew it, it was time to get ready for the party. You put on a white floral print chiffon crop top with an off-the-shoulder neckline, short sleeves with crochet trim, a sweetheart neckline, and button front. For pants you wore high waisted jeans with the ankles rolled, and you paired them with baby pink faux suede pointed toe flats.  

You said bye to your dad before going to the garage.  There you put on your leather jacket and slid your helmet on.

“Hello (Y/N)”, FRIDAY said after the helmet was all the way on.  

You straddled the seat of your bike and turned on the engine, “Hey FRIDAY, can you show me how to get to Ned’s house?”

“Of course.”

The road in front of you lit up with a line that showed you where to go.

“FRIDAY, can you play my jams playlist?”, you asked as you drove alone.

“Yes, any specific song to start?”, FRIDAY asked.

“Uhhh”, you changed lanes as you thought. “Sorry Not Sorry by Demi?”

“That’s a great choice.”  The music began to fill your ears, making the ride to Ned’s feel shorter.  Before you knew it you were pulling up to his apartment.

You got off your bike, and locked it down with your dad’s gravity pads.  Those made it impossible to lift the bike up or even move it.

Your heart rate began to pick up once you took off your helmet.  You felt out of place already, I mean you barely knew the kid and now you were showing up to his party.  You took a deep breath and knocked on apartment 203.  You could hear the music and talking on the other side of the door.  Suddenly, an older looking woman answered the door.

You put on your friendliest smile, “Hi, I’m here for Ned’s party.”

She looked at you confused, like she was analyzing every inch of you.  You’ve faced murderers, and killer robots but never has someone made you feel so nervous.  Then a familiar face walked up to the door.

“Mom who is-”, Ned’s jaw dropped when he looked at you. “Oh my god!”, he shrieked.

You awkwardly laughed, “Happy birthday, Ned.”

“Mom, this is (Y/N), (Y/N) Stark!”, he pulled you into the apartment.

“Ohhhhhh, welcome”, his mom shook your hand.  

“How did you know about my party?”, he asked completely starstruck.

“Well, Peter told me about it”, you took off your leather jacket and hung it on the coat rack.  

Ned’s smile was wider than ever, “I still can’t believe you’re here! Do you want food or any drinks?”  You followed Ned through the crowded room to the kitchen where there were platters of food all over the counter.

“We’ve got lumpia, which is like a filipino eggroll.  Some pancit, which is my fave! We also have some fruit salad and sticky rice wraps!”, Ned took you down and listed the whole line of food.  By the end of it your whole plate was full of samples.  

“Did your family make all of this?”, you said impressed at all the work that went into this.

“Well my titas helped but yeah”, he gave a proud smile.  

You took a bite of food, “Well it’s delicious who ever made it!”

“Thanks, they take pride in their food”, Ned laughed.

“As they should.”  Your eyebrows raised as you remembered to give Ned his gift. “Here, I have a gift for you!”, you pulled the large envelope out of your backpack.

“You didn’t have to!”, Ned said while accepting the gift.

With a mouth full of food, “It was no problem, really.”

Ned excitedly opened the envelope and pulled out the picture of Iron Man, “DUDE NO WAY!” Ned’s smiler grew even larger, which you thought was impossible. “THIS IS AWESOME THANK YOU SO MUCH!”

He hugged you, and your tried not to spill your plate.  “You’re welcome, there’s also money in there so you can buy stuff for college, or anything really”, you laughed.

“This is the best birthday ever, now we just need Peter”, Ned finally let go of you.

“Speaking of the devil”, you motioned to Peter and Aunt May walking in.

Peter’s eyes lit up when he saw you, but someone else was hoping he was looking at them.  Michelle was standing at the counter behind you but when he came up and hugged you, she felt a bit of her die. She looked down disappointed, she should’ve known that he would overlook her once again.  She has always had a crush on him, but she accepted it would never happen especially with college. Even though she accepted it, it still hurt to watch the person she loved be interested in someone else.  Jealousy began to build as she watched him hug you, but not only were you his crush, you were a Stark.  She hated everything that your father has stood for and you being the offspring made you no different in her eyes.

She walked up to you and the group. “Look who showed up late”, she motioned at Peter.

“It wasn’t my fault this time”, he put his hands up in surrender. “Oh this is -”, Peter was cut off in the middle of introducing you.

She took a close step to you, you already knew this wasn’t going to be a friendly interaction. “I know who she is.  She’s a Stark”, she said with disgust.  Your eyebrows furrowed in confusion, as to why she had pretty much spit on your name.  “My friends call me MJ, but you’ll call me Michelle.”

Her tone was not inviting, it irritated you knowing she was acting this way just because of who your dad is.  You took a step closer to her to match her hostility. “Okay, Michelle, I don’t know who you think you’re talking to-”

She cut you off with a sarcastic laugh. “I know exactly who I’m talking to. (Y/N) Stark, the daughter of a murderer and a joke for a hero.”

Your blood was boiling at this point, how dare she even speak of your loving father like that.  “You have no right to talk about my dad like that.  He has saved more lives than you can count, actually he even saved yours”, you poked her chest aggressively.  She rolled your eyes, clearly not taking you seriously.  Ned and Peter watched from the sides not sure whether or not to intervene. “Remember the fight of New York City? Well the government tried to nuke New York, and you know who risked their life to prevent the complete leveling of this city, my father”, you said the last part through gritted teeth as you tried to keep your composure.

“How about him inventing Ultron? Really saved many with that”, she took a jab at the sensitive topic.

You took a deep breath, “He was trying to prevent the world from disastrous attacks.”

“Well that’s ironic”, she nudged Ned trying to get a reaction.  “He murdered all those people.”

“He also helped save them.”

“Just because you save people doesn’t cancel out the fact that you have killed. He’s a joke”, she mocked.

That was enough, you didn’t know what came over you.  You pushed her backwards, “You have no right to talk about my dad like that. I’m tired of listening to you act like you know us!!  You’re a nobody!! My dad and I risk our lives for people like you and this is how you repay us! Talking us down like all we do is sit on our asses! My dad has stayed up countless nights, because of the things he has done! I don’t need you disrespecting him to my face!” You pushed her again, making her fall onto the couch.  Now she was looking up at you, and you could see the change in her attitude. You got down to her level and put a hand on each side of her face. In a low intimidating voice you said, “I don’t give a shit what you think, but you keep our name out of your mouth.”  

You pulled away only to notice that everyone was watching what had happened between you and Michelle.  Your rage settled as the embarrassment sunk in. You looked at Michelle guilty and red rose to your cheeks.  

“I think I should go”, you hugged Ned. “Sorry for ruining your party.”  Quickly you grabbed your jacket and helmet and walked out the door.  Before you could put your helmet on you felt someone grab onto your arm.

“Hey, c’mon you don’t have to go”, Peter stopped you.  But looking at Peter infuriated you, because why didn’t he stand up to Michelle with you.

“Oh look, Parker knows how to talk”, you said irritated.  You rested your helmet on your thigh as you were sat on your bike.  “Why didn’t speak up, Peter. You’re going to let people talk about me and your “mentor” like that?”, you shook your head in disbelief.

“No I didn’t know if I should step in, I didn’t want to disrespect you”, Peter explained.

You rolled your eyes at the bullshit excuse, “She literally embarrassed me infront of Ned’s whole family.  They probably think I’m some kind of savage for getting mad like that.”  Thinking about it just brought back the feeling of being exposed like that infront of all those kind people.  You were disgusted not only with Michelle or yourself, but with Peter.  

“No, they probably forgot about it already”, Peter tried to comfort you.

“Whatever, Peter. I can’t go back in there!”, you threw your arm in the direction of the door.  “I’m leaving.”  You put on your helmet and started the engine.  

Peter grabbed your arm again, not sure what to say.  You just shook him off and drove away.  The whole way back, the scene kept replaying in your head.  The way you rose your voice and got physical in front of all those people.  You’ve faced so many people like that before, why did she break you?  

You sped into the garage and hit the brakes hard making you stop while the back wheels lifted off the ground.  Your bike went back to the ground and you shut it off.  You ripped the helmet off in frustration and threw it the ground with an angry scream.

“Woah, what did that helmet ever do to you?”, Steve tried to settle you down. “I’m guessing the party didn’t go well, huh?”, he made you sit down on your bike.

You breathed heavily as you tried to fight off the tears.  “I looked like an idiot”, you finally managed out.  You looked down at your feet with shame.

“What happened?”,Steve asked as he knelt down to your level.  He could see the tears running down your face, making his chest ache.  “Aw c’mon, you don’t have to cry”, he rubbed comforting hands on your arms.

You rubbed a tear with the back of your hand. “This bitch, she came at me for no reason.  She was calling dad a murder and just disrespecting us in front of everyone.”  Steve gave you a sympathetic look and let you keep talking. “I can’t believe I let her get to me”, you said with a sob.

“Hey everyone breaks after a while, you’ve been so tough dealing with all the crap people give you.  I’m proud of you for standing up for yourself.”

You let out a sad laugh, “You know what’s the worst part?  Peter just let her throw dirt on our name like that.”

“Spider boy?”, Steve was actually surprised by this. “I thought-”

“So did I”, you bit your lip.  Did Peter actually agree with his friend? Maybe, she convinced him that you guys were monsters after all.

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You’re all probably wondering why I’m doing this? Well let’s just say that there is a nice little reward at the end! xD

Let’s just say that since the release of the subtitles for the first episode of FIVE, I have been working on the second episode since >< I have at least 6 minutes left of it to time and translate (although I left a few of ‘?’ in some places for now xD) and since I have around 300+ followers (Thank you for that!), I want to do something.

If this post can reach at least 100-150 notes by then end of today (Let’s set the time for 7:40 pm Australian time). I will post a little teaser of episode 2, since I haven’t done one yet >< So you guys have around seven hours and thirty minutes to try and reach that mark! But when time ends and it’s not close to the mark, I might only take a couple of screenshots rather than a 2-3 minute video.

Good luck! :D

I really want to go to the gym in the week but like ??? how ??? I work 10 hours a day, travel 2 hours a day and sleep for 8. That leaves 4 hours, 1 one of which is used for getting ready for the working day. So I have 3 hours (or less if I get home late) to make and eat dinner, shower, get ready for bed do things like my washing, cleaning, food shopping, applying for jobs and actually falling asleep.

HOW. Adulting is the worst.

Had one chicken thigh and broccoli after my run. Slept 1 hour before work and I am beat. Sleep has been horrible the last 2 weeks which probably has not helped my run stamina. Tonights meal 2 oranges, 2 granola, protein smoothie, celery and peanut butter and 2 bottles of water. @foodietofit way to crush Thursday let’s close the week strong. Your on target😉💪

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Guys… I searched high and low and managed to find some lunarglide 7s.

2 pairs up, £134.74 down. Which in all fairness is the kinda price I’d pay for running shoes anyway.

I know I probably seem like a mad woman but this has made me feel a lot calmer about the marathon. I ran in one of the other pairs I bought a few weeks ago this morning and I’m just not comfortable in them. Funnily enough, they feel fine when I run on the treadmill?!

We shall get the marathon out the way then experimenting with different trainers can happen. I’m getting some extra use out of them all anyway. I have discovered that the 2 hours of walking I do to get to work and back is not a good distance to comfortably walk in converse.

I was going to buy some climbing shoes this weekend but that’s definitely not happening. Think I’m gonna be eating beans on toast for quite some time…

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I love Momo so much. She's the most attractive fluff ball I know. Even with her tragic hair I love with all my heart. 😳 Her personality is so awesome no wonder everyone loves her. She's just so humble and real, and even tho she super soft she manages to be hella cool somehow? Idk Im just glad she made it into Twice.💜

idk a tragic hair though, she can look good in anything.
listen, momo has one of the very best personalities (in more ways than one) I know. she’s nice, humble, hardworking, gets along with everybody (in sixteen, she seems to be really popular among the others). like i don’t think it’d be possible to feel left out if momo’s there because she validates looks so interested in everyone??
that girl stays late to practice 2 hours after everyone has left even though she already practiced for 10 hours because she feels like she has to work harder than anyone else because she’s a ‘’dropout’’ but still made it to TWICE (please hug this girl for me, give her all the love). it was JYP’s greatest decision to include her. he wasn’t kidding when he said he can see something special in the people he wants to work with. ; ~ ;
and her LOOK, omg. she can go from cute fluff to hot stuff and right back in a heartbeat.
my absolutely adorable baby peach. I LOVE HER SO MUCH. 


The Eleventh Hour so far has my favorite storytelling from Griffin! So here’s a pseudo-movie poster ehuehueue

Had to do another illustration for our Fantasy Illust class and our prof gave me the go signal to draw TAZ again as long as I found good face refs for them. B^) I based Magnus, Taako and Merle on John Spainhour, Paul Boche, and Brian Cox respectively! 

Jealousy Games 01

Originally posted by jikookdetails

Description: You decide to play a game of push and pull with your ex Jungkook, bringing Jimin along for the ride. 

Pairing: JungkookxReaderxJimin

Genre: Smut (M)

Word Count: 8.4k

Warnings: breath play, dom!Jimin, lots and lots of filth.

A/N: This is chapter one of… well, I don’t know. @ellieljade and I just keep brainstorming more and more for this sucker. To the point of us joking about finishing this when we’re in our 90′s….. Anyway. I hope you enjoy. I’ll be working on part two for Room for Dessert and The Guest House soon.

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I am in an extremely dire situation right now after a medical emergency.

So after the last few days I have completely maxed out my cards and overdrawn my account trying to pay for an unexpected medical situation with my cat. This is not the problem I would have gladly given up more for him. However, this also means I had to take two days off of work from both of my jobs (one of which doesn’t offer stable hours in the first place). So right now I am up to my ears in debt. Which I can deal with. However, my bills are due. I need my car to take my client to her appointments/into the community and I can’t do that because I have to use my next two paychecks on my rent instead of my car insurance. My phone bill is also due. My other bills are late after paying my bills late last month (credit cards used to help my cat etc)

 I have no money and my last post kept getting deleted. In order for me to even be able to apply for public assistance I need to register as a state resident and change my license and plates over, which I can’t afford to do, and this would be so helpful to apply for food stamps, because I can’t even afford groceries right now or my therapy and medication which keeps me able to work. So please if anyone can reblog this post or donate I would be forever grateful if I could just get the 241 dollars in bills taken care of I could handle the rest so long as I pay my rent. I wouldn’t be asking if I didn’t have an absolute need. 

The other option is to go back to living with my abusers, working 50 plus hours a week, sleeping on a bedbug infested couch, while also using my spare time to take care of one of them lest get my need for therapy thrown in my face. I can’t go back to that I know for a fact that if I did I would probably end up a detriment to myself. Plus I would have no stable place to live. 

I can’t offer much in return but I do tarot card readings, you can pick the spread and the deck depending on need. Additionally, I do pendulum readings which are 2 dollars. I also edit and workshop essays, prose, stories, and poetry as I have a degree in Creative Writing. You can feel free to message me about the details. If none of these things interest you please reblog this post and signal boost anyway. I am extremely desperate and all of this is starting to weigh on me as when I think I gain my footing and start to make a life for myself another awful thing happens. If interested in donating please my paypal email is jordan.s.mcnair@gmail.com

So some folks in the chat are aware, that I am attempting to mod my sims game to allow for polyamory romances, because apparently after sims 2 someone at EA developed severe abandonment issues and made the “reputation addition” which means your sims will now fight over that one girl you held hands with back in college. (I wish I was kidding)

Anyway, most of the mods for it were broken, but I finally got one to work today after hours of tinkering with it, and I thought to myself great, I’ll do the Human AU trio from Hunger Pangs for a bit of a giggle, and it was fun cause it worked! They were all flirty and happy and all enthusing about each other to each other and it was super adorable. There was still the option of “confess to cheating” but I just ignored that, it wasn’t triggering autonomously so that was what I wanted.

And then Ursula gets a notification over her head which says “Try for A Baby” directed toward Vlad, and I’m like oh, okay neat that’s not canon but sure, I can totes build you guys a nursery in the basement for your weird demon spawn child, no problem. At which point I’m distracted by Nathan setting fire to the kitchen so have to jump down a level to manage that to keep everyone from dying, but while that is going on I hear the “baby jingle” meaning somebody got preggors from woohooing, so I flip back up to Vlad/Ursula to find she’s playing on the computer, but Vlad, where’s Vlad…oh he’s throwing up in the bathroom apparently, weird, he must have tried drinking from Ursula again (the vamps can’t drink from fairies in the supernatural exp but he keeps doing it and getting sick like wtf buddy come on, I know she’s pretty but keep it together) oh well…except he keeps throwing up. And his back hurts, and he’s emotional and crying and turns out the key phrasing up there is somebody got preggors.

Turns out this mod can allow anyone to get pregnant, but unfortunately the base game is not equipped for this and Vlad now no longer has a body. He’s just a floating pregnant head. Which, okay I can live with this, this is not how I had planned this but sure okay, what can possibly go wrong.

Of course Vlad is now doing the whole “goal: buy a crib” like oh joy my broody vampire is quite literally feeling broody and trying to nest, and while I can do some of the things he wants, like buying terrifying stuffed toys for the nursery and going to the spa because apparently his non existent back is killing him, he has other desires, like, read a “pregnancy book” so he’ll know what to expect but EA is/was (I’ve heard sims4 is better, alas I have 3) such a piece of gendered shit, (EDIT: the mod was causing this, not the base game) male sims literally cannot read books about being pregnant, but Ursula, the non pregnant one can. Meanwhile she’s really excited about becoming a mother without actually being pregnant, Vlad is torn between crying all the time and enthusing to her about their impending unholy vampiric/fairy offspring and Nathan is…Nathan is not doing too well…in fact he’s downright unhappy, and the first I notice it is when he storms up to a now very heavily pregnant Vlad, slaps him and accuses him of cheating, despite the fact that the mod I have installed makes it IMPOSSIBLE for him to do that autonomously and also they are supposed to have ZERO jealously issues because I literally disabled it as a function and YET, there he is being an utter dick to a my poor pregnant vampire who just started bawling his eyes out cause one of his two love interests just threatened to expose him as a vampire and is demanding to fight. Well Ursula is having none of it, she might have fallen for Nathan first but when she sees Vlad being picked on she straight up throws an elixir at Nathan which makes him fall asleep, but then Vlad is upset cause he still technically loves Nathan, and Ursula just attacked him, and now she’s trying to apologize and Vlad is in the bathtub doing the equivalent of NO ONE TOUCH ME, NO ONE EVEN LOOK AT ME, which breaks Ursula’s heart, so then she goes off to apologize to Nathan who has woken up, turned into a werewolf, and is shredding everything in the house.

Meanwhile I’ve got the in game mod screen up, desperately trying to check why this is happening, making sure I have the polyamorous jealousy set to the right function, and according to the mod it’s all working just peachy keen, so I hit reset, thinking I can just re-enable all of it and fix it. But what that does is it makes everyone INSTANTLY HATE EACH OTHER IRREVERSIBLY so now my house has a fairy and a werewolf who want to kill each other on sight, and a vampire who just went into labor but doesn’t want to go outside to go to the hospital because the sun is up and he’ll literally burn so he’s just hiding in the basement crying.

So basically my game went full mpreg trope catastrophe and I’m going back to Skyrim where mods only ever cause occasional bouts of surprise nudity and accidental bardic regicide. 

Craigslist room for rent goes sour.

I was in the process of joining the military, simply waiting for the date to enter service. “It would take at least a month, but no more than a year.” Apartment lease had expired, no month-to-month payment option. Looking for some short-term housing. I was single, worked 2 part time jobs, & had cash in savings. I’m quiet, flexible, simple needs. Just needed the simplest of accommodations. I went to Craig’s List.

Met with a woman who advertised a room for rent. We’ll call her “Jill”. Jill was 20something, single, and came from a wealthy family who bought her this small 3 bedroom house, gave her a nice car, paid her bills. Jill didn’t like to work, she just “sold her art”. She made awful graphic art fan fiction on her PC, probably never sold anything but was completely obsessed with her own work and would talk about it constantly. Jill had pets. So. Many. Pets. Like 20 cats, 4 dogs, a room of birds out of their cages, and several acquariums. A bit weird/slightly skewed version of reality, but seemed nice, had a room available and price was okay. I would pay a flat rate for rent and utilities, provide my own food, and come and go as I please. Neither of us ever signed anything, just details via text and email.

She benefited from my moving in as I had transferred my cable internet connection to her house. Got the modem hooked up and used my own wireless router and let her use it for free. I also have carpentry experience so I helper her repair some door frames and some wood trim in addition to patching up some drywall. Helped her out a lot, all while requesting nothing in return. The first week was nice.

Things fell apart rapidly after that. She became manipulative, started making financial demands. The electric bill was high, I needed to pay “my part”. She had bought enough groceries for both of us without informing me, but now that milk had soured and bread molded I needed to pay for “wasted groceries”. Old busted up door knob on the side of the house broke off while taking out trash, so I needed to buy a new one. Etc…

Individually these didn’t bother me much, but there was a pattern. After just weeks, living expenses had tripled the agreed upon amount. I told her that this couldn’t happen anymore. I would pay the agreed upon amount and buy my own food. Period. This settled things…for a week.

Got back from work. In my room my guitar was gone, and in its place, a bill. A bill from a plumber who had installed a toilet. “My bathroom” needed some work done. Jill had “lost all trust” that I would fulfill “financial obligations” after I “freaked out about money before.” My guitar was hostage, locked in her bedroom until I paid for her toilet upgrade. She literally added a padlock to her bedroom door.

Time to get out. I told her I was moving out the next day (a friend already offered me his guest-room). She could keep the guitar (it was a $100 pawn shop guitar). I wasn’t going to pay to fix her house anymore.

Upon packing things came the modem discussion. She was taking an online class since she now had an internet connection. She would get her own connection “in a few days”. I was angry with her but not yet vengeful. I agreed to let her use it until my connection got transferred.

A week later, called Jill the day before the cable transfer. She said she would drop off the equipment, oddly, only while I was at work. I texted a reminder, “please don’t forget to drop off modem”, and she responded, “left it in a bag outside your front door”. Weird, but whatever. I get home that night. No bag. No modem. I text, “did you leave it at the right house? can’t find it”, she responds, “yes”.

Cable got installed, still no modem. It’ll cost me if I don’t turn in the old one. Now I’m vengeful. She’s extorted money, I’ve been nothing but helpful and considerate, she’s stolen my things, now she’s probably lying and stealing more things - which will cost even more money.

Jill took a pottery class on Thursdays, out of the house for 2 hours. Her front door had a combination keypad for entry instead of keys. She claimed she would change the combo when I left, but probably didn’t know how to do that. Waited until after the time she left. Drove past. No one home. Parked a block away, walked to front door, entered the code. Still works. Straight to her bedroom. Not padlocked anymore. Look, there’s my router and modem, right where they shouldn’t be because they’re in a bag outside my friend’s place. Weird. Grab my modem & router, grab my guitar, insert a spare old burned admin copy of Win'98 into her cdrom, boot to CD, set it to work formatting her hard drive. She can complete Win'98 installation later, complained about Vista anyway. Probably won’t be able to retrieve her “art” and homework.

Back in my car within 5 minutes, at my friend’s place 10 minutes later. Jill’s pottery class still had another hour. I texted, “finally found the modem, bag must’ve blown into the bushes! Thanks for dropping it off! :D” I love to imagine whatever flurry of emotions she must have experienced at that moment…

Called me in a frantic rage 30 minutes later. “YOU STOLE FROM ME!!!” “What?? Jill…What are you talking about?” “YOU BROKE INTO MY HOUSE AND STOLE FROM ME!!!” “Wait…someone broke into the house?? I’m sorry, I don’t know anything about that… What did they take?” Her remarkable psychological gymnast skills. Walks right up to the ledge of almost admitting that she lied to me and stole my things (after-all, such an admission was required for her version of events to make any sense at all) and then psychologically-backflips away. She couldn’t do it. Her story was not compatible with reality. All she could muster was rage and empty threats and that phone call was the last time I ever heard from her. Honestly, at that point the stuff and the money involved was worth less to me than the fact that she had so much rage but couldn’t do anything about it. It brought me a little joy. The strangest part is that she never mentioned her computer at all…

the foxes  as popular text posts #2

neil josten: I hate when I’m in class, working on my personal writing and someone leans over and goes “WHat R U wRITing” like your eulogy if you don’t back the fuck up you soggy lampshade

andrew minyard: you’re yelling? at ME? the one person who has never done anything wrong ever?????

kevin day: I’m so ready to be able to legally drink. only eating all these years has left me very thirsty. I have heard very good things about water

nicky hemmick: Yes mother I have slept for thirteen hours straight but Jesus slept for three days straight and started a religion so I don’t wanna hear it.

matt boyd: got yelled at by my mom cos i kept pronouncing "Dwanye" The Rock Johnson the same way one pronounces “Kanye” West

dan wilds: “if feminists want equality does this mean we can punch women now?” go ahead chicken shit punch me in the fucking face. i will shove your entire upper body into your own ass and make you fuck yourself from the inside out

renee walker: do you ever want to gently float up to someone and whisper “this isn’t a debate; i am actually educated on the subject and i’m telling you you’re wrong”

allison reynolds: anonymously tell me your credit card number ill reply with what I bought

aaron minyard: i watched my brother drop a remote on his foot and the only thing he said was “i am so sick of being alive”

david wymack: I used too much No More Tears shampoo in 1973 and haven’t felt a single emotion since then

betsy dobson: [to andrew] *therapist voice* you are stupid and gay

abby winfield: fun drinking game: take a shot of water every couple hours to make sure you’re healthy and hydrated


jean moreau: once in the fifth grade this kid called me a homo and i thought it meant homeless and i was so confused i said ‘jeremy you’ve been to my house’

jeremy knox: if you ever feel bad about yourself remember that one time i didn’t understand that my waiter was just trying to give me my change so i fist bumped him instead 

sara alvarez: if the phantom of the opera has taught me anything it’s that if all else fails you set the place on fire and cry

laila dermott: I’m in love with this girl. She’s gorgeous, smart, talented, funny as hell, and totally badass. That girl is me.

erik klose: white lips, pale face, im gay, outer space

riko moriyama: back by unpopular demand: me

fashion consults!

as most of you know, I was in the hospital this month. why? my heart. again. always. two cardiac arrests within a fifteen minute span as I was getting ready for work; an ambulance came and got me and everything. after that, it was two weeks of tests and surgery and new medications and short-term disability and ultimately, no answers. my heart condition remains a rare and mysterious jewel. so good news: I’m alive. bad news: I’m an american who just spent two weeks in the best electrocardiology ward in new york city. which means medical bills. so many fucking medical bills. 

now, I have insurance, but before it kicks in I have a significant deductible to meet. every scrap of every paycheck is going towards those bills for the foreseeable future. which isn’t great, considering I took two-thirds of my closet off to a consignment store about a month before this happened. You guys know me, I’d like to be able to fill it out again. so I’m proposing a trade: I’ll dress you if you dress me. 

style consulting - rates and services

  1. $15 option - one time occasion styling! if you have a wedding or a graduation or a big date coming up, I’ll hop on skype with you for a half-hour and see what we can do with the clothes you already have.
  2. $20 option - fashion guidance. I’ll ask you to send me five to seven pictures of outfits, styles, or fashion icons that you like. from there, I’ll write up my impressions of your fashion goals, advise you towards certain trends, and help you solidify your sense of personal style. (here is an example)
  3. $40 option - fashion guidance + personal shopper. You’ll receive all the services of #1, plus I’ll discuss your budget and then go shopping for you. I’ll put together ten items within your price range that will help you meet your style aspirations. 
  4. $65 option - fashion guidance + personal shopper + skype consult. You’ll receive all the services of #1 and #2, plus I will set up a 45 minute in-person skype consult with you. We’ll go through your closet (or whatever items you choose) together, and I’ll help you pinpoint which garments will work with your new look, and which ones won’t. 

**request via an ask - include your email address, your name, and which service you want - I’ll send you an email and we can begin the conversation there.** 

(note: all these prices are suggested. obviously if you’re willing to donate more, I’d appreciate it, each option takes about an hour and a half more to do than the option preceding it. if you want something different than what I’m offering, send me a message and we’ll talk details.)

(second note: I’ll be doing these requests in the order I get them. When I get your inquiry, I’ll let you know where you are in the queue.)

I’ll still be giving out style advice all the time on this blog, don’t worry! But in-depth, individually tailored stuff takes me a lot of time, and I’d like to be able to turn that into something I can use to buy shoes that won’t fall apart with nyc wear.

hope to dress you soon! ♥

yo! i have finally finished getting my shit together lmao, so you can now watch

every moment of andrew rannells on hbo’s girls, without having to watch hbo’s girls

whether you don’t want to watch the show at all, or just want to rewatch his parts specifically, i have you covered with some handy compilation videos!!

i was gonna put them on youtube, then they were blocked, then i tried again and idek if they’re working anymore, but i gave up on youtube and headed over to google drive, so you can now find the first five seasons of andrew rannells compilations RIGHT HERE


Originally posted by girlshbo

some warnings for the videos:

  • blanket warning for course language and sexual references
  • sex scenes (season 2, around 7-9mins; season 5, around 12:10-12:50)
  • other nudity (season 4, briefly around 8:25; season 5, around 7:00-7:35)

let me know if anything goes wrong with the videos (but with the ~20-30 hours i’ve put into actually getting them online, they’d better work i swear…..)


Harry Styles’ solo album might be the most anticipated debut this side of the millennium. Following years as the bullseye in the global behemoth that was One Direction, the singer is taking center stage with a self-titled effort that’s a classic cocktail of psychedelia, Britpop, and balladry. If it was a color, it would be the baby blue of Jimi Hendrix’s Fender Stratocaster or the soft pink of Mick Jagger’s suit when he performed on “Top Of The Pops” in 1971. It’s rock and it’s roll, but it’s also soft and sensitive. Produced by Jeff Bhasker (Kanye West, Fun.) it’s a record that could force the position of mainstream radio by ushering in a reprise of proper music — ensembles, verse-chorus-verse, rich instrumentation, or, basically, Adele’s bag of tricks.

Despite the red herring of lead single ‘Sign Of The Times’ (it clocks in at just under six minutes in length), the album is a short shrift 40 minutes and contains ten songs that are largely about women. Unlike Robbie Williams and Justin Timberlake before him, there’s a deepened millennial sensibility to being a leading man. Harry is a sensitive soul; A post-Drake phenomenon; A serious pop performer with enviable vocal chops and a gifted ability to convey a song’s emotional heft. He oozes class, ease and a sense of import without thrusting forth from the hips, or wreaking of a self-satisfied sense of boyband emancipation. Both respectful of his past and nervous for his future, “Harry Styles,” the album, looks both ways. - Variety

Read on for a track-by-track:

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I am very thankful CHB: Confidential is coming because last night @nerdyadventures and I were talking about this. Camp’s schedule that is part of the Ultimate Guide book.

Since most of the quest are happening during the summer, we don’t really know how camps go on during the rest of the summer, we got a few glimpses during The Lighting Thief and there are some mentions from time to time but here is the full schedule and I just want to say some things:

  • THEY ACTUALLY HAVE TO DO LAUNDRY, I HAVE NEVER ACTUALLY THOUGHT ABOUT THIS, but it totally makes sense, they are at camp for months and they have a fixed schedule to do laundry.  I’m sure every cabin has a different one but like WHERE DO THEY DO THE LAUNDRy? Do they have a special place to dry everything or you are going to walk and see your other campers clothes hanging while being dry? THIS WOULD SUCK AND MAKE YOU THE TARGET OF SO MANY PRANKS AND REVENGE
  • Letters to home is probably the campers having free time because some of them might not want to write letters to their place or don’t have anyone to send.
  • WRESTLING. they have wrestling and omg, little Percy being beaten over and over and over and then not so little Percy being able to win matches. 
  • You bet your ass Percy and Annabeth both have strawberry picking at the same time.
  • STORE CHECKS. I KEEP FORGETTING THEY HAVE A STORE. How do they even pay for it!? Like WHERE DO THEY GET THE MONEY? Do they have to do inventories, is the Hermes cabin even allowed to do inventories? 
  • If a cabin is in charge of an activity, how do they work around that plus having their own schedule? Do cabin counselors have a different one since they are probably in charge of the activities? 
  • Does cabin leaders go and negotiate their schedules to Chiron? “Look I don’t mind teaching swordfight 3 hours non-stop, but you gotta take me out of firework making”

Can May 2 come already and have the book released because I HAVE SO MANY QUESTIONS 

Humans Are Weird (Pride)

Another « humans are weird » thing! So, what if humans are known throughout the universe for being extremely prideful and stubborn. Of course, all aliens have some self-esteem, dignity and will defend their opinion, but humans just bring it to another level. Like, imagine something broke on the spaceship, but the mechanic is really busy and they can’t fix it before a good hour. One of the humans aboard just goes “Don’t worry, I’ll fix it!”, tries to repair the broken part and will not accept ANY help because he can “do it by himself”.
After 3 hours of work
Alien: hum…Human-Thomas, you can get out of here now. The mechanic finished his previous job 2 hours ago, he’ll take care of it.
Human: Then tell him *pulling on something* urg…to work on something else! *trying to grab the hammer* I can totally handle this alone*stands up and hits his head on a pipe* ow!
Alien: Human-Thomas I think I would be wiser to let the mec-
Human: I CAN DO THIS!!!!!


5 Ways To Boost Your Productivity

 Here are 5 productivity-boosting behaviours I’ve picked up over the last 2 years from some of the most successful people in the world. Since implementing these behaviours into my life I’ve seen progress beyond belief and I wish the same for you too.

1. Wake up early. This used to be the hardest thing for me to do, but I’ve found one enormous hack - sleep with the curtains open. Waking up early gives you more hours in the day to spend working on your craft and get more done. When I wake up at 5am I feel like I’ve gained an extra day and this is why it’s first on the list.

2. One thing at a time. Don’t spread your focus across 6 things at the same time - do one thing well and then move onto the next. When you try to get multiple tasks done at the same time they are done with a fraction of your attention and this leads to mistakes. It’s better to do it right the first time around than to have to come back and start again later on.

3. Take breaks. Working yourself too hard for too long will result in you having to take a long break later down the road. It’s better for your productivity to take short, regular breaks throughout the day to remain energised mentally and physically. The best breaks are ones you take for exercise and relaxing in nature as they will rejuvenate your mind and body so you can come back fresh.

4. Don’t waste time on your “competition”. My role model in business is Gary Vee - he says he wants to build the biggest building (business) in town by actually building it rather than tearing down everyone else’s buildings. He knows that the time he spends trying to bad mouth others is time he could be investing into building his own business.

5. Be grateful. There are going to be challenges along the way, but staying grateful for what you have and for the problems you don’t have is a great way to push past the difficult times. When you value the health and wellbeing of yourself and those around you - every other problem becomes minor in comparison. Having perspective on challenges and problems is key to not getting overwhelmed in these situations.

Peace & positive vibes.

Need some help getting to the next level? Add me on Skype for a free consultation - spoonofconsciousness@gmail.com :)