not my house though

anonymous asked:

I came out as a Trans to my parents at 11. They kicked me out. I bounced around to friends houses for the next 3 years and then dropped out of high school. I got a part time job doing clerical work while I lived out of this old car I found under a bridge by my parents house. The money wasn't enough though and I had to find another way to make money. A Trans person I met online (shoutout to libraries for internet) suggested cam work. (1/2)

They invited me over and we did a cam show together and raised enough to get me an apartment for a month and she lent me her old computer and cam. I made an account and with her help with suggesting me as someone to also watch cam, I now make enough to support myself. I recently met a girl who doesn’t judge me for my employment and tomorrow is our three month anniversary and I’m going to take her out for a fancy dinner. You can make it. I believe in you. Regardless of how your parents react.

Okay thank you so so much for this. I’ve gotten the whole “If I can come out, then ANYONE can,” schpeel and it just comes off as rude but “You can make it. I believe in you.” is so simple but I know it’s so heartfelt so I just wanna say thank you for your very genuine encouragement, and more than that I am so proud of you.

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New house PT 2

Ashlie: Jack how in the wolrd-

Jack: The family that just moved out left some of their shit for us. And I sold a lot of the stuff from the apartment. The kitchen appliances have been somewhat downgraded :S

Ashlie: Jack this is amazing! This is nicer than the house I grew up in honestly

Jack: Same here. My old house was shit. I’m glad you like this one though

Ashlie: Um Jack?

Jack: hu?

Ashlie: What about this entire room that is literally empty?

Jack: Small budgeting issue, I thought Id have my promotion by now

Ashlie: Jack over estimated himself? I’m shocked XP

Jack: Har har hush up and go meet neighbors or some shit I need a nap.

Ashlie: Would you stop saying shit?

Jack: *blows kiss*

These are all I felt were necessary

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Whether you come back by page or by the big screen, Hogwarts will always be there to welcome you home.

  • Gryffindor: Remember we leave for our Hogsmeade trip at 9 tomorrow. So you should probably get up around 8 to shower and eat first.
  • Ravenclaw: I have three alarms set
  • Ravenclaw: 7:43, 7:52 and, 8:08
  • Gryffindor: Why did you have to pick the three most random times?
  • Ravenclaw: They aren't random. I simply made the hour the sum of the two minutes. So 4 plus 3 is 7 which is why I chose 7:43.
  • Gryffindor: Of course you did.

I’ve been seeing a man in my backyard for the past two nights

Story by reddit user Opinionson

To start I need to give some background:

I am a male who lives in relatively nice neighborhood

It’s your average small town run of the mill suburbs area with not a lot of people.

I am a college kid who’s home on break while my parents have gone away which doesn’t help at all.

I have a two story house

I do not have gun nor do I have any real weapons other than kitchen knives

I am not on any medication and I have no record of schizophrenia or any other mental illnesses

I barely have any relationships with my neighbors most of whom are elderly and the rest I have minimal contact with

I do not have any people in my neighborhood (that I know of) who have reasons to attack or harm me

Now, let’s get into what has been happening. About two nights ago I woke up very late in the night and I went to the bathroom to go take a shit. Now, my second story bathroom has a window that can see the entirety of my backyard. Directly behind it is a cul de sac which you can see directly into. There is a group of trees and pile of rocks and mulch that divides it. Usually I can see everything in my backroom without turning on my because lights from my neighbor’s house dimly lights the room.

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my character, a vampire bard, is traveling with a drug-addict healer (human) , a wizard, and a monk.

we reach a village and find a house with an old man. 

DM (old man) : i’m… to old… to escape this town… burning down…. (my character accidentally set the whole forest on fire) you’re welcome to take some water in the old well behind my house though.

me: we don’t have any water bottle to store the water in. 

DM: the old man has a mug which he’s been working on for decades. it has some beer in it.

me: i fight the old man for that mug

healer: why?? ? he hasn’t even finished the mug let him have the mug 

me: we need water

healer: forget the water. i see if the old man has any chickens in the backyard.

DM: the old man indeed has some chickens that you can catch.

healer: can we please just leave the old man alone and take the chickens; i’m tired of you idiots causing ruckus again

me: I FIGHT THE MAN FOR THE MUG

healer: DON’T

after a few rolls, the old man with one eye socket empty, lies on the ground with bleeding wounds.

me: can i suck his blood

healer: WHY WOULD YOU DO THIS

me: I HADN’T HAD ANY MEALS SINCE THE GOBLIN BLOOD AT LUNCH

me: HE’S GONNA DIE ANYWAY

healer: UGH i exit the house to go to the chickens.

DM: bard, roll for the action

me: (rolls a 3)

DM: you approach the man, but the blood has already drained all to the ground. you sadly lick the puddle of blood.

me: amazing. this isn’t going to cut it, im going to need a live chicken to feast on. i approach the healer with all the chickens.

me: hey can i have a chicken

healer: wait, actually,

healer: here, wizard, hold this chicken.

wizard: (holds the chicken) what for?

healer: while the wizard is holding the chicken, i sliT THE CHICKEN’S THROAT AND LET ALL THE BLOOD FALL TO THE DIRT WHILE MAINTAINING DIRECT EYE CONTACT WITH THE BARD.

everyone in the room goes NUTS as i continuously scream NO in frenzy for twenty minutes.

me: I TRY…TO… LICK THE BLOOD OFF THE DIRT

DM: the blood is soaked up in the dirt and you eat dirt instead

me: SHIT

healer: THATS WHAT YOU GET FOR BEING A LITTLE BITCH

healer: NO DINNER FOR YOU 

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so hey guys i’m doing a giveaway!! because i’m not really that interested in haikyuu!! anymore and i’d rather these go to good homes where people can u know. enjoy them. also i don’t have the boxes for a lot of them because they either got thrown away or i lost them in the hellpit of my house or i left them because too big for luggage, though the buttons that aren’t the bigger lev button i just found on ebay so i’m not sure where those come from. basically the moral of the story is keep ur merch boxes my friends.

so there’s no point in me selling them. so i’m giving them away! 

i’ll just. u know. throw everybody’s name in a randomizer and pick two winners. woohoo.

1st prize winner gets to pick 3 figures, one mini figure, two straps, a choice of the oikawa squishable thing whose name i cant remember or the kenma plush pin, and 4 buttons!

2nd prize winner gets everything else!

i have some rules too! be sure to read them before entering the giveaway.

1. u have to reblog to be officially be entered in the giveaway. however, if u have reblogged, u can also like for an extra entry. reblogging a lot will not get u more entries. u can only have 2 entries so dont be greedy and try to get more!
2. u dont have to follow if u want to enter the giveaway but if u want to i guess go for it? i dont post much hq anymore lmao
3. no giveaway blogs!
4. please get back to me if u are the winners within a week or i will pick a new winner.
5. uhh just be nice play fair and we’ll be all good i guess?
6. also ill cover shipping costs so dw about that this is about getting free stuff not paying for shipping and handling

i’ll pick the winners of this giveaway on april fools day because i am a fool for losing my boxes so have fun? hooray

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Some of my faves from Aaron’s House of Blues: San Diego concert (more pics here)

ASoIaF Fancast: Valery Kovtun as Rhaegar Targaryen 

I would like to see a sort of phantom-of-the-opera themed fic, where Will works for the opera, not as one of the singers, but in the orchestra pit.

Originally posted by janexausten

Originally posted by helloyangmal

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