no see ums

Rest in peace Pepper “Minty shit” Stearns

kk so i was going to drop a hint that they’re dead like somewhere in the legacy but then i was like,,,nah my followers arent idiots they will figure it out so here we areee,,,

ok lets see um i love this sim so much shes the reason i started simblr and i hate myself for having her be in all my cringy posts :// remember when she farted on her wedding anniversary (is that how u spell it) and im starting to cry now oh no ok good night 

Alex does..um..Alex sees Niall!

Coming from the future where Friday night has already happened (also known as Australia) I can reveal exclusive pictures of Alex’s @niallandharrymakemestrong Friday before and after seeing Niall live for the first time EVER!! 


BEFORE THE CONCERT 

DURING THE CONCERT 

AFTER THE CONCERT 

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Have a great time Alex.  I’m so thrilled that you are finally seeing our Irish stud and I can’t wait to hear all about it!! 

What has been your worst "nice guy" experience?

So, possibly one of the coolest things I’ve ever seen. I mean you know how you hear the “women want him, men want to *be* him” stuff in old movies? Well I’m a man and by *god* I wanted to be this guy. Anyway!

I’m having dinner with my girlfriend at the time, and behind us are a couple on a date. It is.. not going well. Guy was being rather creepy and making some pretty inappropriate comments, the girl doesn’t look at all comfortable.

The girl finishes her appetiser really quickly, my guess is she wanted to get it over with. Guy proceeds to comment on it and says “well, least I know you can swallow right?”. Loudly.

Girl goes red and tells him that isn’t appropriate, he literally waves his hand in a “shoo” type motion and says “oh calm down I was going to find out in a few hours anyway”.

I missed her exact reply as she moved to a hushed tone, but it was fairly obvious what was being said - fuck no, fuck off, fuck this. He responded with “sweetheart I picked you up, I know where you live”. She lost the colour in her face and said nothing.

No. No. Fuck no. I’m one of those “get involved” type of people and there is no way I’m sitting here watching this go down. I get up. I don’t know what I’m going to do, but I’m 23, fighting fit and happy to put that motherfucker through a wall. I may have had a slight temper in my youth. But anyway.

I was halfway out of my chair when a hand came down on my shoulder and I look up to this mid-50s but super fit guy who says “Easy.. I’ve got this one son”. Absolute, total confidence in his voice.. so seeing as my current plan amounted to “stab him in the neck” and I’m already thinking maybe that’s not the best idea, I sit down.

He walks over, grabs a nearby chair, flips it around and sits down with the couple. Then.. he pulls out his police ID and puts it on the table. Now the guy doesn’t have any colour in his face.

Cop: “So, I’m quietly celebrating my daughters birthday with my family when I distinctly hear you threaten this young lady, would you care to explain yourself?”

Guy: “I, ah, well, um, you see..”

Cop: “That’s what I thought. Now see, we take a *very* dim view of that kind of thing, so right now I’m deciding if I want to have some of my buddies come pick you up.”

Guy: “oh no well that…”

Cop: “But that would disrupt everyone’s dinner, so how about you hand me your ID, because I wouldn’t want you running off on me, then you go see one of the staff here and settle your bill.. the full bill now, this young lady shouldn’t go hungry on account of your poor behaviour. Or we can go with the first option, I’ll leave it up to you.”

Guy: “No no! That’s perfectly fine!” \*hands over ID, gets up and walks very quickly in the direction of the counter\*

Cop: \*while writing down the guys details\* “Sorry about that miss, I hope I’m not intruding it just seemed like you could use some help. Oh and don’t worry, if you want to pursue this further I’ll have some of the boys pick him up on his way home, we can definitely take this further.”

Girl: “No, thank you so much, I wanted to run out 30 minutes ago but he drove me here”.

Cop: \*shifts from hardarse cop to comforting father figure in about half a second\* “Well I’m here with my daughter, she’s about your age, perhaps you’d like to finish your meal with us? We can run you home afterwards if you’d like, unless you’d prefer to call someone else?”

Girl: “Oh.. that would be really nice.. thankyou so much!”

\*guy returns, so does the hardarse cop\*

Guy: “Uh so, I’ve paid the bill, if I could have my ID back..”.

Cop: “There you go.. now I have your details right here so I *highly* recommend you don’t go near or contact this young lady ever again.”

Guy: “Yes yes of course, I’m so sorry!”

The guy pretty much fled the restaurant, the girl went and sat with the cop and his family and by the time we left they were still sitting around talking and laughing about random crap.

It was hands down the best way I have ever seen anybody handle any situation, ever. That cop is my hero.

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Up, up and away, away from me
Well, it’s all right, you can all sleep sound tonight
I’m not crazy
Or anything

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Gillian Anderson, December 2, 2001 Cracked Xmas benefit for The Trevor Project, which focuses on crisis intervention and suicide prevention for LGBTQ youth.

I think it affects me because of my own struggles as a teenager. I don’t know if I would have used a hotline at that time, so I know what it feels like to be stranded, to not be able to pick up the phone and not trust that that’s gonna help and to not trust there will be somebody trustworthy on the other line that understands. I think it just reminds me. Just a constant reminder of what that was like. If it is about growing up in a town or in a family that is intolerant of one’s inner self, whether it’s a parent or friends or the neighborhood, I mean, it’s like, that is supposed to be your safety. That is supposed to be where you learn who you are and learn what you stand for and learn that everything is okay so that you can find that place and then go out into the world. And if it’s a bad place, there is no safety and there is judgment and there is fear, and the potentiality for a very difficult and shaky and confused and lonely life is there. So nipping it in the bud really early is a real good thing.

Just Start a Garden

( Our party is about to fight an evil Lich who has kidnapped and killed a bunch of children. Our young cleric who worships Aleria, goddess of healing and plants, tries to solve things diplomatically. )

Cleric : “with all do respect, mister lich, sir, have you considered starting a garden?”

Lich : ( looks at her incredulously ) “Do you know who am I, child? What I do?”

Cleric : “Uh, yes, actually. But! This whole ‘killing living creatures thing’ is a bit tedious, isn’t it? You could get a lot more… dead… energy… faster from plants.”

Lich : “… Go on.”

Cleric : “Well, um, you see, plants can grow really fast and you can kill them really fast, mess free. And the smell is great compared to the corpses of creatures and there are many easier methods to acquire more flowers than it is to get more creatures. You could go to a community garden! All the plants are already planted, no work for you!”

( The Lich was almost convinced, but a botched sneak attack ruined the mutual understanding they had. )

Suga Daddy: Part Five

Suga Daddy: Part Five

Word count: 6.8k

Genre: smut, angst

Alright, I hope you enjoy this. Sorry to all the people whose souls i’ve shattered. (not really) Let me know how you enjoy it if you want :)  

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“What the hell is going on?”

You and Taehyung pulled apart quickly, both looking at the figure, staring at you with a hard gaze and a clenched jaw. You gasped, “Yoongi.”

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Just a Sterek drabble I wrote on this rainy Sunday afternoon because I started my day off watching an absolutely SOUL-CRUSHING ep of House, M.D. and needed a little something to cheer myself up afterwards.

In case it’s not your thing: this fic features Stiles/OMC, but not for long. ;) Rated T, under 1k words

Sometimes Stiles’ new boyfriend can be fairly awesome, like when they stay up until three a.m. together playing video games and making out, or like that time… like… Well, pretty much all the examples Stiles can think of right now are sex things, but. But Jake’s a nice guy, kind of. He’s hot. He’s so hot Stiles still can’t believe he wants to date Stiles, and there are times when he can be a lot of fun.

Then there are the times (like today) that have Stiles questioning all his life choices, especially this one.

“Stiles, stop texting Lydia,” Jake says. No—practically whines. Seriously.

“Uh, no?” Stiles hits send, because Jake is not the boss of him. “We’re still on the ground. We don’t have to turn our phones off yet.”

And now Jake is pouting at him, like he’s six years old. “That’s not what I mean and you know it.”

Stiles can’t help but roll his eyes. “Stop trying to tell me who I can and cannot text. It’s creepy and controlling.”

Jake tries to put his hand over Stiles’, and it actually makes Stiles’ skin crawl a little bit. Stiles crosses his arms over his chest, hands safely tucked into his armpits. In retrospect, inviting Jake along on a trip to Hawaii was probably a bad idea when they’ve only been dating for three months.

Jake crosses his arms, too. “I’m your boyfriend. I’m not allowed to get a little possessive?”

“A little possessive? This is not ‘a little possessive.’ This is annoying and ridiculous and petty and invasive and… Look, yes, I’m bisexual, but Lydia and I are just friends. We’re always going to be friends, and I’m never cutting her out of my life for a boyfriend. The end. So you can stop being a jealous dick—”

“Or what?”

Stiles can’t believe they’re having this conversation right now. “Or maybe we shouldn’t be dating after all.”

Jake runs a hand through his sandy blond prince-charming hair and snorts. “Please, this relationship is over when I say it is. Or do you seriously think anyone else is lining up to date you?”

For a moment Stiles is actually speechless, because how has he spent the last three months thinking this guy was attractive? How did he overlook this level of douchebaggery? Some kind of witchcraft, probably.

That’s when the guy in the row ahead of them turns around in his seat, looks Stiles straight in the eye, and says without even one hint that he’s joking, “I would date you.”

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Voltron Season 3 Thoughts

Okay, here’s my quick thoughts on Voltron Season 3:

- It felt like half a season, so I’m assuming it was and what we’re getting in October will be the rest of it, even if it’s called season 4. 

- I don’t think the whole “who flies what lion” issue is resolved and that it will come back to bite us in the ass in October. 

- I don’t trust Shiro and this makes me very uncomfortable. 

- The middle episodes were a little confusing? And choppy? 

- Allura’s bayard is awesome. 

- I’m sad we didn’t get to see more focus on the “new” team developing like we got in season 1. Poor Allura didn’t get the attention she deserved. 

- Sven and Slav, lol. 

-  “Look, I’m glad we’re all making fun of Lance.” Keith, my guy. Thank you. 

- Lance going to Keith about his insecurities. There were quite a few Keith and Lance moments actually, which I loved. But I can’t help but feel that even though Keith gave Lance a winning smile and tried to reassure him, this issue will crop up in October. Something is going to happen there and I get the feeling Lance is going to pay the price. And since Keith is becoming more dependent on Lance as his right hand, it will be… I’m not looking forward to this. 

- Lance and Allura moments in the beginning. 

- Alternate realities?! Holy fuck! So Slav’s entire character was foreshadowing?! Did not see that coming. 

- Um, I cried during the final episode with the paladin history, omg. That whole story was really heartbreaking. Especially with Haggar at the end being, like, husband? Wah? So how does Lotor fit into this? What are the family dynamics then? Very interesting. 

- Baby Zarkon was a huge fucking dork and I loved it. 

- Lotor is great and I love him. A+ boy, good boy, precious son. And his generals were just as badass as I expected. A++, great ladies, love it.  

- Lance being supportive but also hyper-critical of Keith at the same time. Their dynamic never ceases to amuse me. 

- No Matt–that must be from Season October. 

- Okay, seriously, you redesigned Shiro, but his hair is still so stupid? Like, c’mon now. 

- Lance being a leader and a serious character, and Hunk also being a serious character. They’ve both matured, but I’m sad we didn’t, like, see it? Like this whole season was a lot of “telling” instead of “showing,” and then “showing” without enough context. We didn’t get to see much development of anyone (except Keith and Lance’s relationship) so that’s kinda sad.

- Shiro chasing after Voltron was super sad and heartbreaking.  

- There’s something up with that cat and his lady.

- I love Baby Zarkon. Save him, poor awkward son. 

- Good all around. It wasn’t season 1, but it was enjoyable nonetheless. Solid.

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