idk i wanted to make something with them


Before Love - Chapter 1 Sneak Peek

This is sneak peek of my (rp me) past before I met Johnathan and also when we meet. Idk when I will get the chapter up but I wanted to share something 💕. Enjoy and tell me what you think.

SN: I did not proof read yet

I was sipping my drink when Emani tapped my shoulder. “Don’t look now but Scar is staring you down.”

                                “Huh? Don’t be silly. That man is not thinking about me. If anything, he probably making sure no guys are talking to me. You keep attracting them over here.” I laugh.

                                “No…. he is really staring you down like he wants all that thickness.” Emani smirks. This girl a mess, Scar would never find me attractive. Plus, he works close with my dad so he would never. We talk some more when Scar starts to make his way over to me.  For some reason I felt nervous. He was looking me up and down as he bites his lip.

                                “Hey beautiful.” Scar sips his drink.

                                “Hey….” I was getting chills but not in a bad way. I mean Scar is attractive. I would be lying if I said I didn’t think he was.

                                “Are you enjoying yourself?” Scar sits his cup down.

                                “No, you know I rather be home.” I fold my arms. Scar pulls me close smiling.

                                “I’m going to give you two some privacy.” Emani walks off. I wanted to pull her back because I don’t know if I can handle being alone with Scar.

                                “I hope you’re not talking to those boys.” Scar whispers in my ear.

                                “No, I’m not….” I back away from him a little. I think he had a little bit too much to drink. He never acted this way before so I took his cup away. “No more for you, all right.” Scar nods looking at me with his eyes low. He was about to say something but someone walks up to me. They say hey to get my attention. I look at them and realize it was Swift. He had two other guys with him.

                                “We meet again.” Swift smiles and Scar puts his arms around my waist from the back putting his head on my shoulder. Swift just chuckles not being phased by Scar.

                                “Hey Swift.” I smile.

                                “Here to party?” Swift tilts his head as he folded his arms.

                                “Nah, I’m here to support my dad, this is his club.” I laugh even though I’m not happy being at here.

                                “Oh, I see. Well, I am happy to see you. You look beautiful by the way.” Swift grabs my hand or tries to. Scar pulls my hand back. Why is he acting this way, I wish he stop at least for right now. “I want to talk to you in private.”

                                “You can say what you have to say in front of me.” Scar lets go  of me then gets in between Swift and I.

                                “I guess boyfriends can get like that huh?” Swift chuckles.

                                “He is not my boyfriend. I don’t even have one. He is my dad’s right-hand man and he watches over me sometimes. I don’t know he seems extra protective tonight. It’s nice seeing you again.” I smile shyly.

                                “This the girl you were telling us about. She is really cute…..and single. Hey love my name is Yuki…..Yuki Cartel.” Yuki grabs my hand and kisses it. Swift quickly smacked the back of his head. I couldn’t help but laugh as Yuki rubbed his head.


recent collection of jimin and his (?) baby ft. jungkook lol (more descriptions in the captions)
i’m still debating where this kid came from (eg. coz of abo, from a mysterious affair, it’s actually baby jm, legit he’s their kid, or born from a peach come down from the heavens IDK YET)

[here are my original tweets]


“I think making mistakes and learning from them is a much better example to set for people. And if I want someone to listen to the album and take away anything from it, it’s that if you’re trying to do something that you love, you should be yourself, and be honest with it, and not try and hide and allow yourself to be vulnerable. A lot of the album is me trying to prove to myself that I can do something, and I obviously hope that people like it. But be honest, and be open, and be vulnerable, is something I hope people take from it.”


“It’s hard to tell the truth, and it’s hard to hear it. It involves feelings. It could make us feel uncomfortable with each other. But, to all of us, [hearing the truth] wasn’t bad. I believe Solar’s words strengthened our unity.”

How to Draw Tundras 101

Step 1:
Draw a Lion

Step 2:
Draw a better Lion

Step 3:
Realize for some reason you need to make this Lion a Giant Lizard instead
(embiggen him)

Step 4:
Lighten, because no way in hell do you want to redraw that from scratch

Step 5:
?????? Tundra on top???

Step 6:

Now go forth, and draw needlessly large and floofy Paw-Hand Lizards


Ok, so this is a thing that I’ve been wanting to do for a while now and only just got to doing it. Because, you know, life happens :/

Anyway, “Love like you” is probably my favorite song from Steven universe and I thought these lines fit pretty well with my favorite pair of brothers :)

pros and cons of the houses

gryffindor pros: really fun, will fight anyone for their friends, nice sense of humor
gryffindor cons: would probably jump off a building on a dare, doesn’t ever know when to stop, wants to fight Everyone for no reason

ravenclaw pros: witty af, has really good ideas, highkey accepting of everyone
ravenclaw cons: morbid sense of humor, no one can ever really follow their train of thought, is a Walking Conundrum

slytherin pros: natural born leaders, “street smart” af, could probably do anything if they really wanted to
slytherin cons: might murder you for saying something bad about someone they care about, dripping in sarcasm, cries a lot

hufflepuff pros: will stand by you through anything, gives really good hugs, most likely the Cutest
hufflepuff cons: way too self-sacrificing, don’t make them mad bc u will 100% regret it, probably has too many plants and/or pets


Toucannon popsicles!

Chocolate gelatin, strawberry gelatin, pineapple gelatin, yogurt (plain and strawberry)

Tips if you want to try making these:

- For black gelatin, you can apparently also mix a green-colored one with a purple one. The chocolate had a different consistency than the fruit ones and was tricky to work with so this might be a good idea.

- The yogurt adds a nice texture and makes the fruit gelatin opaque, which makes the separation between each color layer clearer. You could definitely substitute something else: milk, coconut milk…

- Add the thin black base layer while the pops are in the mold before you put the mold’s stick through, idk why I didn’t do that. Only put the mold’s stick through once all the layers are set or else the next color you add will pour down the hole and mess up the colors. (You’ll want to add it before freezing the pops to help with pulling them out once they’re frozen)

- Have the black gelatin set in a thin layer and use a straw + a cutting utensil to cut out the circle and duct at the base of Toucannon’s beak. Don’t try to pour in liquid gelatin. Just don’t.

- I painted the Toucannon faces with liquid food coloring to make sure it was safe!

i just wanted you to tell me.
when things were getting hard again,
when all you felt was a whirlwind in your head,
when you went out with girls who weren’t me.

i wanted you to describe the people you fell in love with:
why you loved them, how they treated you,
if you still fight with yourself about
if you are worth anything or not because
they made you question your self-worth every day.
i wanted you to tell me about the things they did right,
about why they’re still in and out of your life,
about how you ran into them in the supermarket
the other day and you still felt something
when you hugged them goodbye.

i wanted you to tell me
about all of the the mistakes you made
and why you made them.
i wanted you to introduce me
to all of the monsters under your bed.
i wanted to hear about the happiest you’ve ever been
even if it wasn’t with me.
i wanted to hear about your boss and your job
and the new car you were thinking of buying.
i wanted to see the two apartments you were looking at
and try to decide with you which is better.

i wanted to know about the times
you’ve thought about driving your car off a cliff
and the little moments that made you re-think it.
i wanted to be there to celebrate your triumphs
and admire your strength - i wanted to know everything
about you so i could love you anyway.

but i guess with you, i found out not everyone is like me.
not everyone blurts out their whole life story
every time they are given the chance.
and i just wanted you to tell me
who made you feel like you couldn’t open up,
who hurt you so bad that you couldn’t let me in,
somebody who honest to god,
would have loved you no matter what.

but i ask you how you are and you say “not bad”
and then you ask about me
and you wake up in another girl’s bed
because you don’t know how to open up
and you let me find out months later
because you don’t know how to open up
and you let me hear stories about you from other people
because you don’t know how to open up

and it’s just sad, how all i wanted was to help
but you’ve never done anything but run from my love
and i get it
i guess
some people are just more reserved
and some people are afraid
and some people don’t take people up on offers to talk about it
even if the other person insists
and you can’t force people to let themselves fall in love with you.
you can’t force them to open up.

but aren’t there things that make you want to scream?
aren’t there things that make you want to cry?
aren’t there things you are so passionate about that
if you don’t let them out, you feel like you’re drowning?
don’t you ever hear something and can’t wait to tell me?
i guess what i’m trying to ask is
if you really have so little passion
or if you’re just not passionate about me.

—  we were sitting across from each other screaming, but i was the only one making a sound

I want to tell you something.. I’m not the type of person that shares their personal life but.. well, I have a daughter. I was with her few days ago when a muslim woman wearing hijab sat by my side and her daughter was looking at mine. My daughter invited her to play with her. The mother was always looking at the ground, the little girl was wearing old clothes that was screaming “i need new decent clothes”. Anyway, the little girl didnt speak Portuguese but my daughter thought it was funny and tried to imitate her language. They both sat playing but the little girl was so little.. so I went there and played with them. When I look at her mother, she was looking at me and had tears in her eyes. She said “muito obrigada” (thank you very much) in a not perfect Portuguese. She was emotional. It broke my heart. A week has passed and I still think about it.

It came to my mind how my friend told me how people are judgemental and how they call her terrorist even tho she is portuguese, she only decided islam was the religion that completed her. She told me she feels lonely and she only wants a place where people will not whisper or care.

Do people even realize how others feels when they want them to go to their country, to call them terrorists? How can people feel ok with making others undesired? I love kids. My daughter is so pure and innocent. Thank god she knows no hate. Thank god she madd that little girl laugh lile crazy.

Idk. These situations breaks something in me. I just wish some day I can meet that woman and her daughter once again.

So I have ADHD and I’ve been researching a lot more about it, and there’s this thing called “Rejection Sensitive Dysphoria” which apparently is mainly specific to those with ADHD.
Now, I just heard about it the other day but just learning about it made me realize how I share many similar symptoms. Which helps me a lot because I hate not being able to understand things.
And hopefully it helps other people with ADHD feel better too, to realize some of the things they feel are not uncommon.

So Rejection Sensitive Dysphoria or RSD, from what I understand, is the super heightened dislike of criticism and being afraid of people getting mad at you, and anything that may come off as mean makes you feel like absolute shit.
and you believe that if anyone seems a little off it’s because of something you did. So then people who have RSD will tend to do things to avoid these situations at all cost.

Such as, being people pleasers, doing a lot of whatever they can to make sure that people feel accommodated and happy. Taking a lot of their life to making other people feel better.

Trying to be perfect. If no one finds flaws in the individual then they cant be criticized.

Or they give up on things all together. They stop doing things because if they don’t do stuff then no one can get angry or mad at them.

Basically you try anything to never put yourself in a compromising position.

Idk learning about this was good because it helped me figure something new about myself so I wanted to share the information. I hope at least one thing made sense because I’m still not exactly sure about everything it entails.

If any of you know more about it, please add to this.

I’ll Teach You (Jughead x Reader Smut) *Part 3*


Hun PLEASE do a final part for I’ll Teach You, I’ll sell my soul for it.


Part 3 of I’ll Teach You?

Please do another part to ‘I’ll Teach You’ ohMY ITS SO SPICY

A/N: Part 3 was HIGHLY requested! So Here you go! I really hope I did a decent job with this one! (Also I hit 1k followers today? So Thank you! It’s official. My sideblog is better than my actual one) Requests are welcome!!

WARNINGS: Smut! Very descriptive blowjob. Lots of sin in this one. You requested more sin and you got it.


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