tell me if something is wrong

where my home is
  • Lauren: *calling camila*
  • Lauren: *still calling camila*
  • Camila: wwhoo the fuck is calling at 3 am in the morning?! *see the caller*
  • Camila: oh hi babe, do you know what time is it here?!
  • Lauren: hmm sorry baby i just wanna tell you something
  • Camila: what?
  • Lauren: Open your door *smiles widely*
  • Camila: *squeals happily and run towards the door* *opens door but there's no one*
  • Camila: wtf Lauren! don't play with me
  • Lauren: holy shit i'm in the wrong floor!!! i'm coming baby hold on
  • Camila: *laughing so hard*
  • (elevators door opens and Camila runs towards it seeing Lauren coming out from it)
  • Camila: *jumps to koala hug her*
  • Lauren: Hi
  • Camila: I missed you
Andre Burakovsky - Judgey

Hey! I really love your writing! Can you do one with Andre Burakovsky where he felt like the reader is embarrased to date him because reader haven’t introduced him to reader’s friends? Thank you!

“What’s so funny?” Andre asked with a smile.

You two were having a lazy Sunday at home just relaxing with each other. 

“My friend Mandy got a new puppy.” You said showing him your phone.

“Cute.” Andre said with a frown. You could tell something was wrong with him, but you weren’t sure what it was. 

“You okay?” You asked leaning you head on his shoulder and looking up at his brown eyes. 

“Fine.” He said not looking down at you. That was so unlike Andre. 

“Hey, whats going on?” You said sitting up and taking his chin in your hands so he had to look at you.

Andre sighed “Are you embarrassed of me?” 

“What? No! Why would ask that?” You asked shocked as to why he felt that.

“Why is it that I’ve never met your friends? I mean you’ve met mine. You never bring your friends home nor have I ever met any of your friends. Why is that?” He asked.

“They can be very hardcore, and I just didn’t want you to be turned off by them.” You said truthfully. 

“Hardcore?” Andre questions.

“Judgey….I guess is the right word. If they don’t like someone they makes sure that person knows and I just didn’t want you to get upset.” You said. 

“You don’t they will like me?” He asked.

“I don’t know, that’s why I was scared for you to meet them. They didn’t really like my ex. But if you want to meet them than I would love for you to meet them. Friday?” You asked with a smile.

“Friday sounds good. Dinner? I’ll buy.” He smiled.

“Ha! They might like you already.” You joked placing a kiss to his cheek. 


Originally posted by temipanarin



Compromise where you can. Where you can’t, don’t. Even if everyone is telling you that something wrong is something right. Even if the whole world is telling you to move, it is your duty to plant yourself like a tree, look them in the eye, and say, “No, you move.”

Looking through the #nonbinarytransition on instragram

There were hundreds of pictures and aALL BUT ONE were people AFAB

I think that says something about society… that if woman are not feminine they are something other than women :(

But my god i can relate! I’m not a lesbian so I can’t take claim the words ‘butch’ or 'boi’. 'Tomboy’ makes me feel about 10 years old and 'gender non comforming’ makes me skin crawl as there is no wrong way to be a gender!

But I am feminine in ways so words like 'butch’ don’t tell the whole story. I should stop trying to look for labels as just be happy being myself, as a woman but Icm always attaching for the latest label, to finally find some sence of identity, that’s one of the things that make me wonder if I have borderline personality disorder (or emotionally unstable whatever it’s called now)

So 'non binary’ is temping and I can see why so many people go with it.


anonymous asked:

R grew up in an abusive household and K notices that her gf flinches when ppl raise their hands near her or when ppl touch her. K asks about it and R tells her about her past. Then, one day, K and R are out together and R sees her abusive father (who she hasn't seen since she ran away many years ago) and has a panic attack. K understands who the man is and calms R down and comforts her. Basically a lot of fluff with K telling R she means the world to her and she would never let anyone hurt her

You know Kara’s noticed that you flinch at the idea and the touch of physical contact, she wouldn’t be looking at you like that if she hadn’t. It’s her “I know something’s wrong but you’re not telling me face.” A Part of you wants to tell her, to get it off your chest for once to someone other than Maggie, but you just can’t open those wounds because you know that Kara would get upset. 

You don’t want to upset Kara with your personal problems, you already feel bad enough talking to Maggie about it. Maggie only talked to you about it because you’re both on the force and she noticed that something was throwing off your performance in the field. 

She’d sat you down before you two left to go home to your girlfriends. You knew by the focus in her eyes and her features that she wasn’t taking no for an answer, she also wasn’t going to go home until she knew you were okay, that something wasn’t wrong. 

“What’s got you so worked up kid?” she asked, her hand on your shoulder. You sighed and shrugged off her hand, slumping on the bench. Her face falls but she takes the hint.

“Is it something with Kara-”

“No, god no, if anything I don’t wan’t to tell her. It’s me, it’s always me. Something’s always wrong with me-”

“You’re not breaking up with her are you?” Maggie prods, you furrow your eyebrows and scoff at the question. Maggie takes that as an apparent no and asks for you to continue because “The Danvers are going to be very disappointed in both of us if we’re not home soon.”

“It’s my dad okay, he’s back in town, I don’t want to see him and Kara doesn’t know about him and I’d like it to stay that way.” Maggie leans back knowingly, you arch an eyebrow in confusion.

“You seem surprised, as if rookie’s superior officers don’t read their files,” she chuckles. You roll your eyes and nudge her as she gets off the bench.

“So you already knew and still asked me?”

“Hey, Alex was worried because Kara was worried, plus it might’ve been protocol I’d missed when you first joined the team under my watch.”

“And Roberts says you’re the best officer he’s ever had,” you joke.

“Hey, that’s detective to you.”

You shake your head from the memory, returning to the sound of Kara asking you if you’re okay. You nod, holding her hand as you begin to explain to her your past. Her face falls when you mention how he wasn’t supportive of your choices, how he shamed you for them, how he refused to see your side in anything. Kara holds your hand a bit too tight when you tell her how he used to hit you when you were wrong, saying that it wasn’t anything but a lesson to be learned. 

“He hit you? And you didn’t do anything about it?” You slump into the couch, somewhat defeated as you tell her not everyone can fight back, not everyone is as bold or strong as her. Her face softens as she goes to kiss your forehead, telling you she’s sorry and that she’ll do everything she can to keep you safe. You believe her, because right now in her arms, you’re the safest you’ve ever felt.

anonymous asked:

Hi Sarah !! I really love your blog and I do not dare ask something with my account, so I'll be on the anonymous side. anywayy, as a hard shipper of yoonseok, I love to be watching your blog because your drawings are so beautiful and when I see something of yoonseok I get to yell. You make me laugh a lot with your comics please never stop with them !!!! you are awesome. LOVE YOU!! (i'm sorry if something is wrong, I'm Brazilian and I'm using google translator so I can tell you this ajdbwkdk)

THANK YOU A LOT!!!!!!!! And ily too!!!😭😭😭😭😭💓💓💓💓

Ange helps someone with a crush and feels good about life

Okay so: There’s this boy in my english class..Lets call him..Jack .Well for a few weeks now Jack has always chatted with me before class starts. Today was no different. Well we’re talking..he sighs and says “Ange I-i have a problem” I asked what was wrong he says “Its something girls normally deal with..” and then told me how he has a crush on this guy in his gym class

he looked so happy talking about him and hes like “I freeze when he shows up. and then we talked and joked about how talking to guys is hard.

so i gave him some tips  and hes gonna keep me updated on how things go!

im so honored that he felt he could tell me and im really happy for him bless jack’s heart


@vallanoble  @avistella   @valancystirling48 


Thank you so much, oh my gosh. You nearly made me choke up in class haha. You don’t know how much this means to me for you to tell me this.

I hate that I’m so flimsy on my choices, but at least for now this has delayed or put a stop to me deleting my content. I really don’t deserve these kind words, so thank you for supporting me whether I wanted to give this up or not. 

Honestly, I wish you the best in anything to do, and thank you thank you thank you for the support. I tend to be an overly sensitive person and though I try really hard to make friends on this site, I guess I’m just compensating for what I don’t really have in a way…so this means something

Anyway again, thank you! You’ve given this girl some shots of motivation.

- ❤︎ Devina

It’s still making me upset, you know. When you just left. When you just decided on your own that you don’t want to be a part of my life anymore. I mean, yes, I’m used to it. People does that to me all the time and I know I shouldn’t be surprised that you did too. But maybe, what we had, whatever it was. It made me feel special for the first time. It was like, I’m finally a part of something so beautiful that I might actually risk my all just to keep it long lasting. You made me feel loved and wanted and worthy. Everytime I look at you, I tell myself, okay, this is it. Let us jump to the void. Then all of the sudden, you were gone. Without any reasons. Without clearing to me what went wrong. Did you just wake up one morning and realized that you don’t want me anymore? Explain to me because I’m still so upset and I keep on blaming myself. I need something to move on from— I need you to break not only my heart but also my hopes for us. Tell me.

anonymous asked:

first sentence: Look, don't get me wrong, Swoops and Jack have no real beef between them, it's just that Kent means something very different to the both of them.

Which is unavoidable, really, because the Kent that Jack knew doesn’t exist anymore. He can’t, not when Jack is thousands of miles away and finally happy in his own right and so much more grown up than Kent thinks he will ever be.

And the Kent Jack knew can’t exist when Swoops is taking him apart, piece by tender piece, telling him everything he used to wish Jack would say but now knows he would never have said back. He thought he would, once upon a time, but fairy tales are not real life, and the Kent Jack knew did not get his happily ever after.

The Kent Jack knew died along with Jack that day on the bathroom floor, a bottle of pills in hand, tears streaming down his face; and Kent’s body may have survived, but he knows his heart never will.

If you’re straight, write stories with gay characters, but don’t write stories about being gay. That’s not your story to tell.

If you’re cis, write stories with trans characters, but don’t white stories about being trans. That’s not your story to tell.

If you’re allistic, write stories with autistic characters, but don’t write stories about being autistic. That’s not your story to tell.

If you’re neurotipical, write mentally ill characters, but don’t write stories about being mentally ill. That’s not your story to tell. 

If you’re able bodied, write stories with disabled characters, but don’t write stories about being disabled. That’s not your story to tell. 

If you’re white, write characters who are POC, but don’t write stories about being a POC. That’s not your story to tell 

Write stories with diverse and complex characters, but unless you’ve experienced the oppression that we have, don’t write the stories that we need to tell ourselves. 

just borderline things™:

  • deleting your social media accounts to punish ppl with a lack of your presence but then remaking two days later because the lack of attention drives you crazy
  • checking your fps’ accounts and feeling threatened when you see them talking to literally anyone else
  • some tumblr post: “platonic feelings are just as important as romantic/sexual ones!” (bpd voice) sounds fake but okay
  • being too exhausted/upset to fortify your mental filters and letting something petty/mean slip out, expecting punishment immediately
  • feel a mixture of relief and annoyance when the punishment never comes/reassurance is given in its place because wtf i did something wrong why aren’t you telling me i’m horrible tell me i’m horrible
  • losing spoons to harmless interactions that rubbed you the wrong way for reasons you can’t tell anyone
  • feeling ashamed for Literally Everything because you do everything too much
  • “what if words inflicted physical pain would the world be kinder” words do inflict physical pain because i have bpd dingus
  • splitting on your fps and then splitting on yourself right after

don’t ever let yourself believe that you are ugly when comparing yourself to a white person, western beauty standards are ridiculous and warped. your skin is beautiful. your eyes are beautiful. your features are beautiful. your hair is beautiful. you are beautiful.

How J'onn found out
  • J'onn: (thinking) hmm, alex seems distracted lately, i hope nothing's wrong.
  • J'onn: *reads alex's mind*
  • Alex: (thinking) i'm gay, i'm gay, i'm so fucking gay.
  • Alex: i wonder if j'onn can tell that i'm gay.
  • Alex: he probably can. it's so obvious.
  • Alex: also, he can read minds.
  • Alex: shit. alex, think of something straight.
  • Alex:
  • Alex: boobs
  • Alex: shit
  • Alex: he can totally tell
  • Alex: shit shit shit
  • J'onn: (speaking) so how are you today, alex?
  • Alex: i'm gay
  • J'onn:
  • Alex:
  • J'onn:
  • Alex: i'm gonna go over there now


of course the boy would spice up his hearing aids! @therambler13 of course Junkrat would have awesome orange hearing aids!

A guide for the Icelandic names of the Lazytown characters because I'm bored af

Íþróttaálfurinn - Sportacus
Solla Stirða - Stephanie
Siggi Sæti - Ziggy
Bæjarstórinn - Milford Meanswell
Stína Símalína - Bessie Busybody
Nenni Níski - Stingy
Glanni Glæpur - Robbie Rotten
Goggi Mega - Pixel
Halla Hrekkjusvín - Trixie
Maggi Mjói - Jives
Eyrún Eyðslukló - Penny Pestella
Lolli Lögga - Officer Obtuse
Pósturinn - The Postman
Haninn - The Rooster

Edit: Glaumbæjargengið - The MayhemTown Gang