than your mom

When Angela Bassett has the perfect reaction gif for every occasion

When you’re getting ready to drop some receipts:

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When you drop the receipts and leave:

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When you want the gossip, and you’re tired of being subtle:

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When someone you hate is about to get dragged, but you’re not involved:

Originally posted by shadetreerealness

When you meet your saltmate:

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When you and your saltmate have to admit that the person you don’t like actually has a point:

Originally posted by begavet

When you’re watching someone have a social media meltdown, and they keep digging themselves further:

When you get anon hate:

Originally posted by shortsteep

When they get even more upset because you don’t respond:

Originally posted by anarchawinemom


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When you look at your bank statement, and realize you went too far on your last shopping trip:

Originally posted by persiahx

When your friends are drunker than you are:

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When your mom asks you to do something:

Originally posted by tumblweedmantra

When your mom volunteers you to help do the dishes at your grandma’s house after Thanksgiving dinner:

Originally posted by christinecagneys

When you come to terms with the fact that you will never be as amazing as Angela Bassett:

Originally posted by sploing

Because there is no one else like her

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Slytherin Things

-Taking a shower at 11pm
-Forgetting that swearing is ‘bad’ because you do it so much in the common room
-Picking your outfit based off you mood, regardless of the weather
-Winged Eyeliner
-Accidentally being mean
-Discovering secrets while not giving away your own
-Having secrets
-Fucks given are either 100 or 0
-Drinking tea from fancy cups
-Small talk with deeper meaning
-Inside jokes
-Sly remarks that only people right next to you can hear
-Offending people using creative insults rather than the Gryffindor ‘your mom’
-Pretending to be innocent
-Did I mention sarcasm

Barry the BearBug

This is the same game with Dary the Dancing Goblin. Our party of a rouge teifling, a warrior half-orc, a wizard dragon, and a cleric human are hiding behind a rock in a cave. Further ahead we see a large bonfire with two goblins and a bearbug, and a wolf.

Me (tiefling): I’m gonna use my thaumagurgy cantrip. I wanna use it to make it sound like the goblins are talking shit.

DM: *nervous laughing* Ok, what do you wanna say?

Me: I close my eyes and concentrate on making the sound appear near the right of the bugbear, and it says “This bugbear is so stupid, I bet his mom was a whore”

DM: Um…ok, you do that and the bugbear starts to get pissed.


DM (as Goblin 1): Wha- Barry we didn’t say anything, we were just sitting here!

Me (OOC): I can do this spell up to three times, right?

Me: I use the cantrip again to make it sound like the second Goblin is saying “Stupid piece of shit, I bet she was a piece of trash if she made you”

DM (as bugbear): He whirls around to the second Goblin, “YOU THINK IM STUPID HUH?? Well let’s see how stupid you are when you’re DEAD!!”

Me (OOC): Hey guys, remember when my character stole some Goblin arrows?

DM: Oh no.

Me: I load a goblin arrow into my short bow and hit Barry so it looks like the other Goblin did it. (Successfully rolls)

DM: Okay, so Barry the Bugbear is now enraged and starts smashing the face of the first Goblin. And the other Goblin grabs his weapon and I can’t believe I’m doing this…

He then proceeds to rp the whole fight, which ends with two goblins dead and a damaged bugbear. Our party gets found out by Barry when the half-orc smashes the wolf into pulp.


Half-orc: Bet that dog looked cuter than your mom.

We then got the bugbear to walk into his own bonfire and easily killed him.

DM: You know this was supposed to be a boss battle?

Me: Not anymore!

Mother’s Day

REQUEST: Can you write like a super fluffy blurb where it’s mother’s day and Harry and your kids just wake you up with cuddles and kisses and (like your other one-shot My Love, My Life My Always) he shares a pic of you and your kids cuddling and laughing and its pure fluuuffffff

A few of you have also been asking for fluff recently, so here it is! Sending so much love to you all. x

“C’mon, bugs…nice an’ quiet now.”

“We know Daddy, yeh don’t have to keep remindin’ us,” your little boy explained, causing you to giggle quietly from your place in bed.

Usually you would be up and out of bed already, preparing breakfast with Harry before you needed to go wake your twins up for the day. But Harry had made a huge fuss the night before about you getting the chance to sleep in—however, your sleep schedule had been to synced to your children and your morning routine that you had been laying in bed awake for a half an hour now.

You closed your eyes and tried to stay as still as possible when you heard your bedroom door open slowly. Harry’s steps were paired with another set of quicker ones, and it took everything you had in you not to flip over and look at your loves.

“Daddy, can we wake her up now?” Your son whispered as quietly as he could manage, which was still pretty loud.

“Yes, go wake her, loves.”

You waited a few seconds, hyperaware of your breathing and whether or not it would be fast or slow enough.

Suddenly, you heard two pairs of little feet pattering against the floor as your babies ran into your bedroom.


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Suga Daddy: Part 4

Suga Daddy: Part 4

Word count: 9k

Genre: smut, angst

So this chapter really means a lot to me so I hope you like it. Let me know if you want. Enjoy! Also, I didn’t have enough time to edit this how I wanted to. Sorry about the mistakes.

parts: one | two | three 

The week had gone by super quickly, much to your dismay. You had hoped for a slow week. You had tried to focus on school and your dance classes. Yugyeom had been a great distraction but sadly he wasn’t over today and neither was Yoongi. You had been so use to him spending the night that when he slept over last night you were shocked not to find him in bed with you. The truth was he had been over every night this week. It was weird to you, he’d hadn’t come over everyday since the beginning. One night you didn’t even have sex, you just cuddled on the couch and made out.

Then again he would barely talk to you. He’d come over and give you some of the best sex, fall asleep holding you and then would be gone once you woke up. You didn’t think much of it though because that’s something you were used to. What you were freaking out about was him texting you everyday about your parents.

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be nice to people when you can, but never at the expense of being nice to you…If you’re a “natural helper,” you might have gotten the idea somewhere that other people’s needs are more important than yours. Like a mom on Thanksgiving, you’re in the kitchen doing the dishes instead of relaxing on the couch. There are two lies at play here:

1. Lie: “It’s a contest. There are lots of needs because all people have them. Some needs are more important than others; some people are more important than others.” This is not true. All are equal. Taking care of your needs is just as worthy of your time as taking care of the needs of others. Speaking of which…
2. Lie: It’s selfish to put yourself first. Please don’t feel bad and guilty over self care. One way to think about it is that there is an infinite amount of care in the universe, plenty for you and plenty for anyone else. “Should I take care of me or them?” implies that there is a limited amount of care and we need to decide who should get some because there isn’t enough for everybody. But there is. There is plenty. Care is infinite.

So of course you get some. 💛💛💛

When your mom watches too many tv series and the fandoms collide

So, my mom was watching Supergirl 2x13 and this happened…

Mom: what’s the word for when you like a couple?

Me: ship

Mom: yeah, right! I ship Mon-El with Lucille, then.

Me: …Lucille? Maybe you mean Lucy, as in Lucy Lane, but why would you-

Mom: no no, Lucille! I ship Mon-El with Lucille, Negan’s baseball bat.

Me: oh… my… gOD… did you just…?


Some really fucked up family shit has happened. I can’t talk about it. It’s too private. But I cried a lot. I called my M O T H E R crying. We are not close. But I needed my mom. Now I’m like.. shaking as tho I’m cold but I’m not cold and I just finished disassociating and I feel weirdly high?? Like. I’m traumatized as fuck.. and my brain is doing weird things to my body. Help.

Summer love//Jughead Jones

Originally posted by dailycwriverdale

Originally posted by ellens-new-world

Requested by @lena-lightwood

Request: Hi, could you write a story where you are Archie’s sister and over the summer you and Jughead get closer and end up being together but nobody knows? I know it’s a bit weird, but I really like the idea, so it would be great💕

If someone asked how your summer was, you would tell them not how you planned. Being Archie’s sister was something else, you were friends with his friends, enemies with his enemies. While Archie was working with for your father, you were hanging out with Jughead. You two were planing out where you guys would go for your road trip. Tomorrow was the Fourth of July, meaning that you, Archie and Jughead were leaving bright and early. 

“How ‘bout we go to Canada?” You ask, face splitting into a wide grin. 

“How ‘bout we go to Never in a million days? That’s sounds nice.” Jughead replies. 

“You know, if I didn’t know any better I’d say you’re going against me. The only female you talk to other than the teachers, your mom and Betty.” You tease.

“And if I didn’t know any better I’d say you’re the only one I can tolerate other than Archie, Betty and my mom.”

“So, where are we going?”

“I think we should listen to what our hearts want when the time comes to leave.” 

“I think you’re right, we should stress it out. We gotta ask Archie when he comes home.” 

Grabbing the tv remote you turn it on to see The Goonies playing.

“You know, I think every time I’m here The Goonies is always playing.” He laughs.

“I think it’s fate.” You tease, bumping your shoulder against his. “How ‘bout you sleep here tonight. It’s almost midnight and I don’t want you walking home alone, in the dark. It’ll be like old times, without Archie though.” 

“Sure, I’m cool with that. I call the right side of the bed!” He shouts racing up the stairs towards your bedroom.

“God dammit Jones!” You laugh running after him. 

Running as fast your legs would take you, you raced after him. Reaching your room you failed to notice his foot sticking out and ended up a mess of laughter on your bed. He made his way next to you on the bed laughing and giggling. When he was sat next to you, you straddled his hips and started tickling him. Finally fighting back he flipped you two over so that he was on top of you. 

Exhausted from the tickle fight, both of panting hard, you were staring into each others eyes. Leaning down Jughead’s lips found yours in a gentle kiss, his hands that were on your waist traveled down to your hips. Your hands gravitated onto his cheeks, your thumbs brushing against them, as you kissed him back. You moved your hands to take his beanie off and tangle into his hair. His hands had moved under your shirt and thumbs stroking your bare skin. 

“I don’t suppose you like me?” You asked pulling away from the kiss.

“Definitely not” He replied capturing your lips in his again.

The first day of school was dreadful, all the drama with Cheryl, the new girl, Veronica and anything else made you want to cuddle up to Jughead. After what happened on the night were Archie didn’t come home and bailed on you guys, you and Jughead had started seeing each other more often. 

On the second week of school, the day after Cheryl was arrested, you and Jughead had been caught making out by your brother. It was funny explaining to Archie how it all started, the next day he told Betty and Veronica. That’s how everyone found out. 

But not all the secrets were out yet, hidden by the people you thought would tell you anything. 

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Request? Send them in! Don’t be shy!

anonymous asked:

Hey TQ. So, I myself am a demigirl (although being afab still makes me worry I'm "faking" or something....), and I prefer they/them pronouns. I don't dislike being referred to with she/her, but it's not my preference, ya feel? Anyways, I told my mom, and she said that she'd call other people they/them pronouns if they wanted her to, but not me because I'm her child and I'm "an individual not a 'they'". I don't really understand that, and was wondering of you could interpret it? It's okay if not!

I think she’s interpreting they/them pronouns incorrectly. A lot of people don’t think that the plural They is a real thing. Or they associate “they” with “it”.

Don’t feel like you’re faking anything. Who knows your own mind and heart better than you? Certainly not your mom. She doesn’t live in your head. You live in your head. And when you say “This is how I feel” they don’t get to say “No you don’t”.

Anyway I hope things work out with your mom. And even though f you can’t get her to understand, know that there are lots of people out here who’ve got your back.


Malec being parents...

Max is from the books, and Madzie is from the TV show, in an AU I combined both.

Magnus woke up to an empty bed. He got scared for a second, it was like three in the morning, and he was sure Alec went to bed with him. He got out quickly and put on a robe. God, his son and daughter were just in the other rooms. Alec and Magnus got Madzie six months ago, after finally being able to rescue her; a year after they became an oficial couple; and Max? Max was left at the entrance of the institute two months ago, and with some persuasion, Alec finally accept to adopt him too. Madzie was 7, Max was 1; but maybe Alec finally realized it was too much for him. That being the father of a kid (warlock kid) wasn’t that bad, but of 2? And abobe that one of them being a crying, sweet baby? Magnus felt a shot in his chest. He loved Alec, and the idea of having a family with him, made him the happiest person alive, but maybe Alec didn’t felt that way.

He checked Madzie’s room first, she was sleeping peacefully on her bed, little harmless shots of pink magic coming out of her little fingers. Magnus smile and fixed the blanked on his daughter’s body, then closed the door and silently went to Max’s room. He frowned when he saw the door slightly open. But the moment he reached his son’s room, he froze dead on the door.

Alec was there, his beautiful lover, with dark circles on his eyes that were dimly illuminated by dark blue sparks of magic. He looked completely tired but at the same time in complete peace; so happy that Magnus felt his heart racing. Max was in his arms, his eyes wide and cristal with a trace of tears that indicated he’d been crying. But he wasn’t anymore, he was looking with complete adoration at his father, one small blue hand wrapped around a big finger. Alec was singing, a lullaby, he wasn’t a good singer but in the soft whisper he was chanting, it sounded beautiful. The song was a mixture of latin and old english, Magnus got some parts of the lyrics, things about protection, love, and a baby becoming his parent’s pride. It was so pure and beautiful that it left Magnus breathless.

He realized it was his son’s reaction too. Because he had stoped crying and was paying full attention to the song, he was looking straight into his father’s eyes, as if he could read his pure soul while listening; also he had a trace of a soft smile in his lips, Magnus wanted to kiss him. Actually he wanted to cry out of happiness, then kiss his son, and then his boyfriend. Alec’s look over Max, his warlock son, made any doubt Magnus had before disappear. He was looking at him with the same pure adoration, smiling at his son’s reaction over the song; moving his finger softly to keep Max’s concentration on him, Magnus was overwhelmed and mesmerized.

Alec finish the song and started speaking, “I see you liked the song, honey,” he whispered. “You see? There is no need to cry and wake up papa. Your daddy is here with you and you know I love you and protect you, baby.” Max pouted beautifully at the words and hugged his father, resting his little blue face and dark blue hair in his shoulder. Alec smiled and kissed his son in the head; Magnus melted.

“I love you, and you’ll be fine… By the Angel!” He exclaimed over a louder whisper when he turned around and saw Magnus. “Magnus, how long have you been there?” When Max felt the change in his daddy’s body he looked up, towards his father; and the warlock took a deep breath.

“Long enough. You weren’t in bed and I wanted to check the kids”, he was surprised of how wrecked his voice sounded. Alec crossed the room in long fast steps, with a deep frown.

“Babe, are you crying?” And with that Magnus realized why his voice was like that. Alec made him cry. His sweet boyfriend put a hand on his cheek, removing a tear gently. Max was curious so he poked with a tiny finger the other tear. Magnus smiled and kissed his son’s hand.

“I guess I am. But don’t worry sweetheart, they are touched tears because of the scene I just saw.” Alec blushed but smile too, kissing his son again.

“I heard him crying and I din’t want him to wake you or Madzie up, so I remember a lullaby that mom used to sing to me to make me stop crying; and well, Max liked it more than I used to when I was young.” Magnus smiled and kissed Alec softly.

“Clearly. I think it’s because you sing better than your mom.” Alec laughed softly and started kissing Magnus again. They kissed until they felt a small finger pocking at their entwined lips. They pulled away to see Max looking at them with a curiosity frown; Alec blushed but Magnus giggled, kissing his son’s head, and then his cheek.

“Maybe it’ll be better if we sleep with him”, Magnus suggested. Alec nodded and pecked his son.

“Magnus”, he called. “I know the song is pretty, and all, but not to the point of making people cry.” He pointed out. Magnus smiled again.

“It wasn’t only the song, it was you and… And the way you two were looking at each other. I never in my life would’ve imagine a Shadowhunter loving a downwolder so unconditionally, and you, Alec, you love three. I’m lucky to be one of them, and my children are the other two. I’ve dreamed of having a family for a while know, and you know that the downwolders that I take under my care are like my kids. But now I really have two of my own, and you, a Shadowhunter, the love of my life, are the father of those kids. I was just so happy to have you.” Magnus’ voice became lower with each word, but Alec heard him perfectly; he melted, his eyes where looking at Magnus with so much love he felt like he was going to combust.

“I love you, Magnus,” he finally whisper. “I love you, and I could never asked for someone better to be the father of my children too. And I love our sons, doesn’t matter what they are. One they they’ll be just as amazing as you, and I’m going to be more than very proud of them.” Magnus smiled and kissed Alec again until Max pocked at their lips again.

“I love you too,” Magnus answered resting his forehead agains Alec’s.

“Papa, what’s going on?” A sleepy voice came from the door. When they pulled completely away, they saw Madzie, rubbing an eye with an sleepy pout. Magnus knelt to be at her height.

“Did we wake you up, my sweet dolphin?” He asked caressing her hair. Magnus called her that because Madzie liked dolphins and since she had gills, he thought that, just as blueberry was accurate for his blue skinned son, sweet or little dolphin was perfect for his daughter. Madzie shooked her head.

“I just woke, and then I heard daddy’s whisper so I came.”

“We are going to take your brother to sleep with us, he was crying a lot,” Alec told her while Max was pulling at his hair in a playful manner. “Wanna come, darling?” He asked. Madzie smile, a sweet inocente smile that could light a room; and then nodded.

“Ok, let’s go”, Magnus said taking her in his arms as they walked out of the room. When they where all settled in the bed, Max was already falling asleep. Alec told the three members of his family how much he loved them, with a kiss for each of them. Magnus did the same and then Madzie in a lazy voice said:

“I love you too daddy and papa. Thank you for saving me and Max.” That made the two fathers melt before going to sleep with a smile on their faces.

Everybody, just STOP. Stop whatever you are doing and IMAGINE:

Alicia Zimmermann as the retired hockey legend married to Bob Zimmermann semi-famous actor/model.

First, Jack wouldn’t feel as overshadowed. Instead of being compared to his dad, a lot of the guys in the locker would have made fun of him or said crude things about his mom. Jack gets into a lot more fights in this universe, but he is just as talented.

Alicia knows how to nurture that without making him feel that’s the only thing he’s good for.

Alicia and Jack make fun of Bob’s terrible movies. He played a rookie in an 80’s classic cop TV show, and the two of them know the lines by heart. They spend holidays reenacting the worst scenes, and there’s a game where one of them yells strike a pose and do one of his ad campaigns. Alicia wins every time (she takes this very seriously and that’s how she got banned from two different supermarkets).

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