sorry for asking you for money

So due to a bunch of circumstances I have been out of a job for a couple weeks and have been unable to find a new job. I’ve been applying for new jobs every day but I keep not hearing back.

I’m about to run out of food with no options to ask for help as i moved out two years ago and my family doesn’t really like to help all that much. There’s a total of $1.48usd in my bank account and I’m really stressed out about days to come.


if anyone could donate even a little money I’d be so appreciative. I dunno what I could give back and i feel really awful having to ask. I absolutely hate asking for help cause it seems so selfish but I’m getting desperate for food…

shadowincurrent@hotmail.com is my paypal…

kuroda42  asked:

Is Template watching zombietale? (The AU where the flower goes crazy)

Yup, you got that right! ;D

I really wanna see how it continues xD

HEY BEANS!!!!

i am absolutely desperately trying to help someone in great need and i am asking for any help anyone can give. i’m sorry to be vague but if you can help me with something incredibly serious and VERY time sensitive, please dm me immediately.

monsteryuyu  asked:

I'm sorry! But Vernon cursed too! ;;^))) Punish him. Lol I'm joking, But he's so squishy ~ *Hugs Hansol* Can I keep it? I'll pay you crazy money - like, Craaazzyy money .

Hansol: No payment needed //winks//

Joshua: //pulls Hansol over behind him// Excuse you mister.

Hansol: I’M SQUISHIER THAN I LOOK COME HUG AND SEEEEEEEE.

Joshua: //shakes head// //but cute Hansol so what can he do// You can’t keep him but you can borrow. Bring him back by five

Hansol: //squeals excitedly//

Originally posted by camera-seventeen

Reminder
  • You are worthy even if you are disabled.
  • You are worthy even if you cannot work or hold a job
  • You are worthy even if you cannot support yourself.
  • You are worthy even if you cost your loved ones a lot of money because of your medical care
  • you are worthy even if you are homeless

How you are treated speaks to the people in power and their priorities, not your inherent worth as a human being. You are beautiful, special, and important & your life matters. I know you didn’t ask to be sick or disabled, and anything that happened bc of that is not your fault. I love you <3 

Rivals? || Peter Parker Imagine

Pairing: Peter Parker x reader

Word Count: 2238 words

Request by anon: hi, can you please do a peter parker x reader imagine where the reader is tony starks daughter or something and she and peter hate each other but they low key have sexual tension or something like that? and the imagine ends with them kissing or something? idk sorry if that didn’t make sense

No spoilers homie

Originally posted by peterbparkerr


Y/N Stark always wanted a normal life. She hated being known as Iron Man’s ​daughter. She hated not being a normal teenager. For her entire life, she was home schooled,being taught from the best in New York. So of course, she wanted to go to a high school, to have the experience of hating her teachers and falling in love.

The first day of freshmen year was strange at Midtown High, most people didn’t know who she was until she told them her name. Rumors had been going around about the infamous Y/N Stark was attending Midtown, but nobody thought of it to be true.

Teachers would kiss up to her, not wanting to face the wrath of her father, Tony Stark. Everyone wanted to be her friend by the Friday of her first week in high school, everyone but one person, Peter Parker. He hated how she got treated like royalty by the teacher and the students, especially Flash, who did anything to get her attention. He hated how her grades were as good as his. The whole school knew about their rivalry quickly into freshmen year.

After Peter got bitten by the radioactive spider that gave him his powers, he knew he had to do something with his ability. Like his Uncle said, “With great power comes great responsibility.” This only convinced him more that he should be out there, protecting the people of New York. He was also happy that he finally got something that Y/N didn’t have.

He would never admit it to anyone, but he thought she was the most beautiful girl in the world. When she was around him, he was captivated by her beauty. They would share glances in the hallway but would both quickly look away from embarrassment.

Y/N didn’t hate him, she tried to be nice to him. She didn’t like how her dad gave Peter all of his attention, but she understood it was for a good reason. The two teens were always battling for first place for everything such as science fairs and debates. They were always neck and neck, him beating her as much as she did him. But, she thought it was cute when Peter did little things like tap his fingertips on his desk when he was nervous or whenever he spoke, she was drawn to his lips. She thought Peter was cute in general.

Most people saw his ‘hatred’ for her as love masked with hate. Everyone thought that by the end of high school the two would be dating. Peter’s friends tried convincing him to talk to her, nicely, but he wouldn’t. Y/N’s friends tried to get the two smartest kids at Midtown High together, but it just failed.

“Hey Dad?” Y/N asked while she sat at the dinner table alone with her father. He looked up from his food, “Hmm?” He mumbled back to her, with food in his mouth.

“Can I go to a-a party tonight?” She questioned, playing with the food on her fork.

“Where is it?” Tony asked, stuffing food into his mouth. Y/N looked up at him, “Queens. In the suburbs. A lot of my friends are going.” She added.

Tony nodded his head, “Fine you can go.” Y/N looked at her dad, eyes wide. “Really?” She exclaimed.

“Yes. But no drinking,” He stated, pointing his finger at her but paused, “Okay. Minimal drinking.”

Y/N smiled widely, nodding her head muttering, “Yeah, yeah of course. Thank you.” She ran up to Tony and hugged him.

She left her chair and went to hug him. “Let me take you.” He said as he hugged her back. Y/N pulled away furrowed her eyebrows, slightly confused at the man, “Why?” Usually if Y/N had somewhere to be, Tony made someone else take her so the act was strange.

Tony smirked, “Come on, you’d be the coolest person there because I have sweet cars.” Y/N nodded her head, agreeing with him. “Okay, well I’m gonna go get ready.” She beamed, running up the stairs.


Tony pulled up to you’re friends house, music blaring and red solo cups already littering the ground. He looked at Y/N, wondering where all the time went. “Ugh, you’re growing up, guess it had to happen sooner or later,” He joked, making Y/N giggle.

“I’m gonna go, I’ll call you when it’s over, or text you if I’m staying the night, alright?” She asked, exiting the car. Some of the teens who were standing outside or just got dropped off were staring in shock. Tony Stark just dropped his teenage daughter off at a party in a, most likely, a very expensive car.

Y/N slammed the door shut, “Bye Dad!” She waved with a smile, waiting for him to drive away.Tony smiled at his daughter, bidding his farewell before speeding away.

“God, she irritates me. She would obviously have her rich daddy drive her here in a cool ass car just to make herself look good.” Peter groaned as he went inside with Ned.

“Or maybe he wanted to take his daughter to a high school party?” Ned suggested, realizing that the statement didn’t make much sense. The boys walked over to the drink table. Booze, booze, booze. Whatever. Peter soon found the fridge and got water, in a red cup so people wouldn’t call him so prude.

Y/N had found a couple of her friends to hang out with. They were already buzzed, she wanted to stay sober just to make sure her friends got home safely.

Halfway through the party, Flash, the host, shouted, “Yo, if anyone wants to play seven minutes in heaven, bring your ass over here!”

About half a dozen people followed him. Everyone at the party was either too drunk to car about his statement or didn’t want to play the game where they were locked in a closet with a stranger. “Come on, let’s go.” One of her friends exclaimed.

“Yeah let’s go.” Herr other friend yelled.

“Um, I don’t think it’s a good idea.” She shouted over the loud music. Her friends rolled their eyes and grabbed either of her arms, dragging her in Flash’s direction. The group of people who wanted to play were already there, sitting in a circle, around a bottle that was resting on a table. She looked at the faces of all the people, and was met with the grimace of Peter Parker.

Her friends found an open spot in the circle so naturally, Y/N sat with them, sitting diagonally across from Peter. “You all should know how the game works. But, to those of you who don’t [cough] Peter Parker [cough].” Flash boomed, making his friends laugh. Y/N felt bad for him, he didn’t deserve to be treated badly. No one does.

“Whoever wants to start, will spin the bottle. Whoever the bottle lands on, you have to go into that closet,” He said, pointing to a closet nearby, “for seven minutes with that person. You can do whatever you want in there cause it’ll be locked. After seven minutes I’ll open the door and yeah. Start the process over again with the person next to you. So, who’s first?”

It was about 4 rounds into the game, and Y/N was getting bored. But she was glad she didn’t have to go in yet. After a pair came out of the closet, with lipstick smeared all over their faces it was Peter’s turn. “Be cool about it, there are a lot of hot girls in this circle man.” Ned whispered when Peter spun the bottle. Peter nodded his head, agreeing with his friend.

The bottle spun slower and slower, Peter’s hands were starting to get clammy. The bottle stopped and he looked up from the green glass. The person sitting in front of it was none other than Y/N Stark. All the teenagers froze, shocked at what had happened. “I-I gotta go,” Peter mutter, standing up from his seat on one of the couches.

“Na-na-na-na no,” Peter felt a hand on his shoulder, turning to see Flash, “You’re gonna go into that closet with your best friend Y/N.” Flash finished sarcastically, pulling Peter over to Y/N, before grabbing her arm and pushing them into the closet. Flash slammed the door closed, making the two flinch.

“Seven minutes starts now,” Flash shouted from behind the door, before walking away towards the group of teens.

It was quiet for about thirty seconds, the two both scared of talking to the other. There was enough space in the closet to leave you both a couple inches apart, but only a couple inches. “Um, I’m sorry you had to do this,” Y/N apologized sympathetically, “I should’ve never come to this stupid party.” She muttered the last part, shaking her head. Peter stayed silent, holding one arm with the other.

“Why do you hate me so much?” Y/N asked, desperate to know.

Peter sighed, “I-I don’t hate you. It’s just,” he paused, not knowing what to say, “I was so used to being the smartest kid in class and suddenly you show up, beating me in nearly everything. I guess I was just, jealous of what you had.” He admitted honestly, slightly frustrated. Looking down in between the two to look at his shoes. “You have everything in the world. You have a lot of money, a rich dad, and a bunch of friends.You’re fucking perfect. I don’t have anything like that.”

“I’m sorry,” Y/N apologized again, feeling bad for him. She started playing with her thumbs, “But, I’m not perfect, I hated what I had. My rich dad gives you more attention now than he gives me because of the whole, superhero thing.” She whispered the last part, not knowing if anyone was listening, “My friends only want to be friends with me because of my name and the money I have. It sucks, ya know?” Y/N finished, a few tears leaking from her eyes.

“I, I didn’t know you felt that way,” He said, regretting the way he has treated this girl for the past couple of years. He moved forward, closing the space between them, moving his hands to cup her cheeks, brushing away her tears with his thumbs.

“You didn’t deserve the way I treated you. I didn’t know what things were like for you. I am so sorry I was so rude to you.” He apologized, leaning his forehead against hers. Y/N reached up and placed her hands on his shoulders, squeezing reassuringly.

“You didn’t know, it’s alright.” She whispered, her breath fanning against his cheeks, and a small, understanding smile on her lips.

“But it’s not alright,” Peter murmured, rubbing one of his thumbs on her cheek. Y/N closed her eyes for a second, “If you kiss me, I’ll forgive you.” He looked at her slightly shocked. But he closed his eyes and tilted his head slightly to the right before leaning in and capturing her lips with his. She closed her eyes once again, putting her arms around his neck and her hands into his hair.

His lips were soft, and hers tasted like candy. Her nose brushed against his cheek, but the act went unnoticed. She started playing with his hair, twirling it around her fingers.

Unbeknownst to Peter and Y/N, Flash shouted that the seven minutes were up. He moved towards the wooden door, not hearing anything coming from the other side due to the loud music. He went to unlock the door. When it opened, he froze. “Holy shit!” Flash shouted making the two kissing immediately pull apart, out of breath.

Peter had a blush rising on his face, mimicking Y/N’s. Most of the people who were playing were curious at what was happening, a crowd forming around the door. “They were just making out!” Flash shouted with a smirk on his lips, making the blush on Peter and Y/N’s face deepen.

“Alright Parker!” Someone in the crowd of people yelled, making Y/N stifle a laugh. Peter glared at her playfully. The crowd of people began to fade away, Flash telling the two to get out of the closet for the next round of people to go in.

Peter and Y/N walked to a place in the house where there wasn’t a herd of people. “So, do you want to go to the movies with me sometime?” Peter stammered, nervous about what her answer might be. Y/N smiled, “I would love too, Peter. Now, go enjoy the rest of the party. I have to go deal with my drunk friends.” She chuckled starting to back away. 

Peter nodded his head understandingly, “I’ll text you then. Yeah?” 

Y/N tilted her heard to the side slightly. “You better. You don’t want to make a Stark angry.” She said with a chuckle, walking back towards her friends.

Peter fist bumped the air, before whispering to himself, “I have a date….. awesome.”

Part Two

Help a poor trans sex worker

Hi, I’m Raven a trans woman from southern California. I am currently unemployed and make all my money from camming. The problem is that my roommate is moving out and taking her computer, which I use for camming, with her. Without that computer or her help I can’t afford to pay rent on my own. 

While I am searching for traditional employment I’ve yet to receive anything and I need help paying for next month’s rent. She has promised to pay for a portion of the rent while she is here, but I still need $300. I’m sorry to ask this, but I would appreciate whatever you can help with.  

If I do happen to receive more than what I ask I will put that towards me getting a new computer, so that I can go back to camming along with a regular job. You can donate by clicking the donation button on my blog or by going to my PayPal jerawl72@gmail.com. Please ignore my deadname. 

If you can’t donate I would appreciate you sharing and signal boosting this.

hi so u know i said i was gonna tell u more about my helljob right–?

scratch that; it doesn’t matter now – i just came home to my sister crying because she got kicked out of the Ticket Sale Website because she put in the wrong login info (AXX or whatever, i dont know anyhting about how these ticket websites work – also the girl is a nervous wreck;; she did have a pre-sale code that a friend gave her but the website booted her out for some glitchy reason) and the VVIP ticket was almost within her reach ((she’s been saving up for a Seventeen Concert since last year)) and idk mmm I really want her to be able to go to their concert with a VVIP ticket (She likes the Woozi guy) – afaik it’s sold out now from the official site so the only chance is if someone else sells their ticket or something

She tells me she’s willing to pay double or more for the ticket if there’s anyone who is willing to sell us one VVIP ticket ((i can pay more in addition as well – as bad as it looks i do have savings ^o^ – even do commissions or whatever it takes – and you’ll have my undying loyalty and gratitude)) for Seventeen’s NY concert :0

The concert is around her birthday next month and I would really love for her to go and see them ((my birthday is this month but all I want is for my sister to achieve this dream of hers)) So uhh, yeah this is a very long shot but if you know anyone who is selling a Seventeen VVIP ticket please let me know ((to recap, yes we’re willing to buy – we have the money (to some degree – we don’t have the thousand+ for it im so sorry) and we’re not asking to get it for free ;;0;; asjkdhasjd)) Thank you!!!

EDIT: she got one!! somebody sold her a vvip ticket at almost double the price but it was worth it AAA i’m so happy for her (she checked it was legit)!! ^o^ Thanks to everyone who read/liked/reblogged and also offered their help ^__^ we appreciate it so much <3

Hey guys,

So I’m really terrified right now. I wouldn’t be making this post if I wasnt. Last summer I moved to the states in order to attend university here, and it’s been the best choice I’ve ever made. However, I barley make ends meet and I can’t find a job at all and I don’t even have a car so I can’t go long distances for work. This summer, I really want to go back home and spend time with my family, and I can’t stay in Texas anyway because I have to be out of my dorm by May. Anyway, a ticket back home to Egypt is really, really expensive and I’m really trying to come up with the money. I am so, so homesick it’s killing me everyday. This summer my brother is getting married and I really need to be home for that, and I don’t even know where I would stay if I couldn’t come up with ticket money. So, I’m going to put my paypal here and ask for anything, not even alot. If you can’t donate, please reblog this and help me out. I’m so sorry I had to make this post, but I really would appreciate every dollar you guys could give me, or even any happy thoughts ya’ll could send my way <3 thank you!

paypal: amirax319@gmail.com

SKAM S04E10 Clip 3 - Jonas

JONAS: Once, he forgot to bring his bike so I had to..

EMMA: You had to..?

JONAS: I had to take..

EMMA: You had to take his bike?

JONAS: But I’ll text you.

EMMA: Yeah. We will.

JONAS: Yeah.

EMMA: Where are you going?

JONAS: To the A-building.

EMMA: Okay.

JONAS: And you?

EMMA: To the B-building.

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Skyline {III}

Originally posted by coolbackflips

Warnings: Blood

Pairing: Peter Parker x reader

Word Count: 3.2k

A/N: You guys!!!!  I can’t believe you are all so nice honestly!!!!  I hit 500 followers today so as a thank you, here is pt. 3 a day earlier than expected!!  Forgive me if there are any mistakes, as I stayed up late to finish it (I have to be up in six hours for work oh lord) and I really hope you guys like it.  There most definitely will be a pt. 4, and possibly pt. 5, as this scene became longer than expected, and I decided to split it between two chapters.  Again, thank you so much, guys.  All my love.

{part I} {part II}

As the end of August neared, you began to fear the return of school.  Not because you hated it—in fact, you were fond of school.  You liked learning, you liked seeing your friends from certain classes, and you even missed some of your teachers. However, with the return of your school came the return of Spider-Man’s school.  He had explained to you how difficult it was to balance the responsibilities of his civilian life with the responsibilities of being a superhero. Between those tightropes of time management, you doubted there would be any hours allotted to visiting you.

You knew that you had no right to be sad about your predicament.  The right thing to do would be to not think selfishly, and just be happy with the time you were given with someone who doesn’t normally share their world. But, no matter how many times you had a talk with yourself, you still couldn’t bring yourself out of your melancholy thoughts.

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im in a bit of a need for some money so !!

WHAT I WILL NOT DRAW:

  • nsfw
  • nudity
  • complicated designs
  • mecha
  • heavy gore
  • armor

WHAT I CAN DRAW:

  • oc’s
  • characters from different fandoms
  • ships(unless it makes me uncomfortable)
  • etc

ADDITIONAL STUFF:

  • you are required to pay only after i send you the sketch of your commission
  • i can’t do invoices sorry !!
  • i will only accept payment from paypal
  • only 1 character per icon
  • if you are interested please send me an email!! do not send me an ask or a dm. (scribsvee@gmail.com)
  • my email is not my paypal ad. i will tell you what my paypal ad is when i send you the sketch
IMAGINE YOUR OTP #23
  • Person A: *sits at kitchen table to join Person B for breakfast*
  • Person B: *stares down at table quietly*
  • Person A: (Person B), is there something you wanna tell me?
  • Person B: *chokes back a bit of laughter* ah-pfft- no, why do you ask?
  • Person A: Well as you may know, we recently bought Chocolate Chip Swirl bread. And right now its not here. Could you please explain to me why, when we finally have enough money to afford the good bread, why on earth its not at the kitchen table, right now.
  • Person B: *snorts then covers it up with a cough* Oh, uh, sorry honey I wouldn't know.
  • Person A: Fine. Then allow me to tell you why its not here. Earlier this morning, I put some in the toaster, and I was so excited for this chocolate chip bread. So when I went to take a bite of one, do you know what I found?
  • Person B: *literally cannot breath from holding laughter* w-what???
  • Person A: RAISINS.
  • Person B: PFFFT- HAAHAHAHAHAH-
  • Person A: I FUCKING KNEW IT!!
  • Person A: *reaches across the table to strangle Person B*

hey im sorry for asking but i really need money to get my meds im getting the shakes and hot flashes and ive been sleeping like 15 hours straight please donate if you can phyxate123@gmail.com is my paypal. im a nb lesbian and im unable to work or drive. i dont have any health inusrance so i have to pay out of pocket 

Sweet Creature (Part 1)

Summary: Disappearing after the events of Civil War, Steve makes himself a home in a small town, not knowing what awaits him there. 

Word Count: 771

A/N: In honor of glorious, bearded Steve, I’ve started this drabble series. This was written for ( @whothehellisbella )Bella’s Cool Times Summer Jamz Mix Writing Challenge!

Originally posted by ohevansmycaptain


Steve closed the door of his run-down apartment, locking it and checking the doorknob. As expected, it didn’t budge. His eyes roved over the small hallway, assessing everything and concluding that the closest thing to danger in the building was the fungus now growing in the walls. He sniffed at this, shaking his head.

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Undercover Cops/Warning for Drug Blogs 6/13/17

Hey everyone sorry for not posting on here for the last week, I’ve been laying low after a frightening incident that happened to me regarding undercover police and someone I met here off Tumblr. Yes, police are targeting people (drug users primarily) on here by making blogs that have nothing on them (no reblogs, no personal content, not following any other blogs but Tumblr Staff and YOU) and messaging drug addicts in private telling them that if we help them score they will give us money/let us keep like half the amount of stuff they’re asking for, etc.

I was debating on whether or not I should post this since the person this is about doesn’t know I know they’re a cop/working for cops, but I want to keep everyone on here safe from this kind of stuff happening to them, so I might as well share my experience.

Basically a blog on here that had nothing posted on their blog and that wasn’t following anyone except for me and Tumblr Staff (two key sketchy signs right there) messaged me asking for help getting H saying that they had just moved from out of state and needed help with a new connect and offered me close to $100 each time for helping them. It seemed sketchy but I desperately needed the money, so I decided to help.

I met with them twice before the third time, being extremely cautious the first two times (watching my surroundings, asking important questions, sending someone else to bring the stuff back to them instead of me, etc.). Then on the third time they asked for a much larger amount than they had asked for the first two times (which is something cops trying to do an undercover buy do, they buy a couple of decent sized amounts and then on buy number three they buy a large amount and try to pop you with it when you return back to them with it.)


On buy three I carefully watched my surroundings. I noticed undercover cop cars around keeping an eye on me, after I walked off I had a bad feeling.

I got a confirmation that my sketched out feelings were right when while the person was waiting on me to come back with dope my friend that knew what I was doing gave me a call and told me that they were over in the area that that person I’m helping is in and that there’s over 5 cop cars and a drug task force vehicle waiting on me to come back so they could bust me. There was also unmarked vehicles with cops looking out the window with binoculars driving up and down the streets looking for where I went. I’m not going to say what happened after this in case the person I wrote this about finds it. I did the smart thing and decided to be safe instead of sorry.

Everyone on Nodsquad, Tweaker Nation, and everything in between, BE CAREFUL WHEN IT COMES TO MEETING PEOPLE ONLINE AND HELPING THEM GET VARIOUS SUBSTANCES! IT CAN AND POSSIBLY COULD COME BACK TO BITE YOU.

I’ve met probably close to 20 people off of Tumblr, some just to hang out, some for whatever else, and none of them were sketchy people until this last incident.

DON’T HELP BLOGS THAT ARE NEW AND DON’T HAVE ANY CONTENT ON THEM! (aka no reblogs, no personal content, only following you and Tumblr staff or a very unusually small handful of people.)

DON’T GIVE OUT YOUR REAL NAME, REAL PHONE NUMBER, OR ANY OTHER PERSONAL INFORMATION ABOUT YOURSELF TO THESE PEOPLE OR ANYONE ONLINE YOU DON’T REALLY KNOW.

If it seems too good to be true, it probably is.

If anyone has anymore questions about avoiding these types of situations, about signs and tips on how to spot an undercover cop, or anything else feel free to message me privately. The area I’m in recently hired 110 more undercovers to do drug busts right now, I’m sure Seattle isn’t the only place with this sort of thing going on right now.

PLEASE, PLEASE BE SAFE EVERYONE. A get well, a high, or a chunk of cash isn’t worth a felony and your freedom.

Please reblog this message so everyone in the drug community on here can see this and be made aware. Tumblr isn’t always a “safe place” like we would like to think it is.
PayPal? No thanks.

My dear, darling, beautiful SBs. If you’re unable to get cash payment, and you think PayPal is your only option, please stop and read below, my dears.

Make a fake Gmail, or if your sugar email is a gmail, you’re a step ahead. Use your real phone number for security, it’s okay. Really.

Now, once you get that account set up with your sugar name, normal phone, and sugar email, add on Google Wallet to your sugar email account. Connect it to your debit card. When you want your SD to send you money, give him the email, that’s all he needs. Nothing personal shows at all. On the bank statement, once you “claim” the payment to be put into your account, it just refers to the payment on your bank statement as “Google*Wallet” or something like that. And on your SD’s bank statement, it shows something similar.

No personal info.
Just give him that email and get your money.

(Sadly this is only available in US and U.K.)
Don’t RP...

If you are a fan of RP, and would really like to start… DON’T. 

Why? 

Here’s a comprehensive list of things you should fully expect to happen, getting into RP:

1) You will become an exhibitionist… and no… not on purpose. 

Example: 

The many, many times I’ve forgotten to lock my door and had family members walk in on me half-naked in my room. 

That one time Kiki walked in on me in a goddam collar, took one look, and walked out without a word. 

2) You will be physically maimed… by yourself… and possibly others… constantly. 

Example: 

That one time I knocked the wind out of myself and nearly broke a rib… from jumping off of my bed and landing on my stomach… (but hey, I got the shot!)

That one time Oddoo full-on-bitch-slapped me in the face… “by accident”.

The many, many times I’ve given myself bruises and a kinked neck, flinging myself around my room.

That one time I nearly asphyxiated myself by lighting multiple scented candles in my room… for mood lighting… 

3) You will be judged. 

I think this one is pretty self-explanatory. 

4) You will run out of money. 

This is not a cheap hobby. *weeps* Not. Cheap. 

5) Your social life will evaporate. 

Example: 

“Hey, wanna go out tonight?”

“Uh… no, sorry. I have plans.”

“What plans? You literally never leave your room.”

“I have… plans… in my room……………….. with Voldemort….” 

6) You will get pregnant and die. 

I don’t think there’s much more to say except… if someone asks you to RP, if you feel peer pressured…. JUST SAY NO. 

Feel free to add your own RP horror stories below… together we can save a life.

pregnancy sentence starters.

“ i’m pregnant. ”
“ i’m pregnant and it’s yours. ”
“ why didn’t you tell me you were pregnant. ”
“ are you pregnant? ”
“ i need to tell you something. ”
“ i have money for abortion. ”
“ how much is an abortion? ”
“ maybe we can put it up for adoption? ”
“ i didn’t ask for this to happen. ”
“ what are we going to do? ”
“ i think i’m pregnant. ”
“ didn’t you use a condom? ”
“ i’m not on birth control. ”
“ it’s definitely yours, i’m not like that. ”
“ i don’t know who’s it is! ”
“ are you really pregnant? ”
“ congratulations on your pregnancy! ”
“ how far long are you? ”
“ it’s too late for abortion, i’m sorry. ”
“ so who is the babydaddy? ”
“ how does it feel to you know be pregnant and all? ”
“ are you going to keep it? ”
“ do you want to keep it? ”
“ did you tell anyone else about it? ”
“ we can raise it. ”
“ we can keep it. ”
“ i am not going through with this. ”
“ what are the options? ”
“ what did the pregnancy test come back as? ”
“ i need a pregnancy test. ”
“ i took a test. a pregnancy test. ”
“ did you get the test yet? ”
“ get more than one test, too. ”
“ it is yours! just as much as it is mine! ”
“ i’m pregnant and your going to help me. ”
“ i don’t want to tell anyone until i’m twelve weeks. past the risk for miscarriage. ”
“ i’m so sorry this happened. ”
“ this pregnancy is going to kill me. ”
“ i’m ready to give birth already. ”
“ how much does a pregnancy test cost? ”
“ can you still get pregnant on the pill? ”
Practice

Requested by @captaindanindlovu​. I hope you like it!

Summary: Jared Padalecki x reader. Gen gives Jared and the reader permission to do what they’d like.

Warning: Smut, dry humping

Word Count: 2500

A/N: I’m still new to this RPF thing, so I hope y’all enjoy this! XOXO


Sex scenes aren’t the most comfortable scenes to shoot.

Sex scenes are even more uncomfortable when you’re shooting in front of the guy’s wife, who just happens to be visiting and has been given permission to be on the closed set.

Sex scenes are even more uncomfortable when you’re trying to get over the attraction you’ve developed to said married guy.

And sex scenes are incredibly uncomfortable when the married guy who you’re simulating sex with gets an erection. In front of the visiting wife.

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