they had so much fun with those boxes

anonymous asked:

okay, just hear me out - you know those snuggling jumpers made for couples that have two arm and head holes ?? you just KNOW that feysand has this jumper !!! and it was probably a Christmas present from Cass that he bought to make fun of them but they end up loving it and using it all da time !

You mean these???

But you know that Rhys had so much fun he went out and bought him and Feyre these:

Feyre took one look at it and said to Rhys (while he was enthusiastically pulling off his clothes), “Get out.”

Rhys leaves with the box of underwear, happens upon Cassian. Cassian says, “Dude, how much you wanna bet we both fit in these?”

Rhys looks up, “There’s only one way to find out.”

Mayhem ensues. Nesta and Azriel walk in. Cassian and Rhys have fallen to the floor, trying to pull the underwear up (it’s not working). They’re kind of fighting/angry with one another because they’re both 100% that they’ll both fit.

Nesta and Azriel stop. Stare. Say nothing when both Cassian and Rhys ask them for help. They leave silently, and a little bit traumatized.

The Joker x Reader - “Getting Married”

Getting married with The Joker would include:

– He is nervous as hell, but wouldn’t admit even if it kills him. Sometimes at night, J has second thoughts but then he looks at you sleeping and takes a deep breath, thinking: “Shit, I guess I’m doing this.”

– You have fights about the color of your wedding dress: The Joker wants to see you in white, but you would prefer purple, one of his favorite colors. You break up and call off the weeding for about…4 hours, before starting to speak to each other again because now you have to fight about the color of his tuxedo. You want him to wear the classic black and J wants to wear green.

You call off the wedding again for about…5 hours before bumping into each other in the living room. He growls and you pout, telling him to come to bed because it’s late. J follows you to the bedroom muttering and complaining until he falls asleep.

–But you can’t doze off. You are so anxious about the upcoming event that you have second thoughts. But then you watch him dream and scoot over, forgetting you are mad at him. You snuggle to his chest and he squeezes you tight in his arms, kissing your forehead. I guess J wasn’t really asleep, he was just waiting to see if you would make the move before he does.

– The King of Gotham buys you all these little wedding gifts he hides all over the place for you to find. When you discover something you don’t remember you had before, he doesn’t admit to it since he doesn’t want you to think he cares too much:

“Of course you had that diamond necklace, I saw you wear it on our last date.”

“Are you kidding me? That dress has been in there for ages.”

“Ummm, those earrings have been in your jewelry box for at least 5 years.” (But, you know… you’ve been together for 2 years…)

“Come on, now, those stilettos have been in that box for at least a year.”

“Seriously, you don’t remember this car?!”

So smooth, you smile to yourself, aware of what your future husband is doing but pretend not to have a clue and play along. It’s more fun this way.

– J wants to invite Batsy to the weeding. You believe it’s a great idea so tonight you blew up Gotham Bank and sprayed a nice graffiti on the only wall still standing: “ Come to the wedding” with the Batsy logo under. “P.S.  No people were hurt in the making of this wedding invitation. You’re welcome.” Of course he saw it but there is no address, no date, no nothing. “Lunatics,” Bruce Wayne thinks, “how am I supposed to know what’s going on if there’s no info?!”

– You are afraid he will get bored with you after getting married. What if it doesn’t work and it all goes down in flames? What are you going to do without your green haired nightmare? The Joker notices you are stressed out and it only makes him even more nervous: I mean, what if he doesn’t work out and you get bored with him afterwards? What if ends up badly and you leave him? What is he going to do without his pain in the ass?

– One day, J finds you crying your eyes out on the balcony and you finally tell him why. Well, thank God because he didn’t want to bring that up, but what a relief to find out you share the same concern.

“Of course I’m going to divorce you in a couple of years: you’ll be too old for my standards,” he teases, spanking your butt.

“You’re already too old for my standards but I plan to stay married,” you whimper, blowing your nose in a tissue so loud it makes him cringe.

“Ewww, that’s it, the weeding is off!” and instead of laughing at his joke you bawl harder because the whole thing has been an emotional roller-coaster so far. “Ugghhh,” he rolls his eyes and lifts you in his arms, while you rub your eyes, upset. “Hug me,” and you don’t react. The threat follows: “Your arms better go around my neck really, really tight in the next 3 seconds or the ceremony is off for reals!”

– You don’t remember being so fast in obeying.

“I guess we’re still on,” your fiancée huffs and the teary smile gives him such an unexpected feeling of bliss. J wants to say something sweet for once but ends up mumbling a few words you don’t understand.

“What was that?” you ask, not sure if he really said anything.

“Mind your own business, woman!” but he doesn’t look mad and it makes you happy.

– Conflict arises when the subject of kids is brought up again: The Joker wants 3 and you want none. Huge fight and J leaves, slamming the door and yelling a bunch of stuff that makes you hate him for 30 minutes before you have a change of heart and text him:

“I am willing to compromise for 2.”

– He actually makes you sign a treaty stipulating your little truce. J types the text and prints it, bringing over the piece of paper.

I agree to let my husband knock me up at least twice,” you read out loud, ready to sign. “Baby, I don’t like that ‘at least’ in there’ –it’s misleading,” you complain but The Clown Prince of Crime won’t have any of this crap.

“Just flippin’ scribble your name on the bottom of the page and stop whining!”

You take a deep breath and sign: “Y/N.”

“Wrong name, Pumpkin,” The Joker points out. “It should be Mrs. J since we are basically married !”

You giggle and cross a line on top of “Y/N”, correcting the mistake.

“Sucker!” J smirks, yanking the page away and folding it as soon as you are done. “Now I can have as many kids as I want. You’re so easy to trick, Princess,” and the paper gets carefully placed in his seif and locked away.

You sulk, aware you stepped right into this one.

– The Joker wants to have the most opulent, luxurious and lavish wedding ever in the history of mankind. You want a more private ceremony, not necessarily less posh, but 1000 guests seem too much for your taste. You want…950 guests and would love to get rid of that extra 50 people, but J is threatening with no sex until after the wedding if you don’t agree to his list.

– You panic. How are you supposed to survive with no sex with The Joker for so long???!! It’s one week away, a whole eternity for Heaven’s sake! So you say yes.

“Sucker!” he maliciously laughs. “Can’t stay away from Daddy, hm?”

“The wedding is off!” you have a comeback at his sassiness, yet J has some sane logic for once:

“Then there will be no sex, obviously.”

“OK, the wedding is on!” you shout, irritated and rush out of the living room, defeated and pissed.

– You never had a first date so you will have one tonight before the wedding. Things between the two of you just kind of happened and you are the one that wants to fix that. J was totally against it but he gave in, renting your favorite restaurant for the night.

– You just started the evening and barely had an appetizer when he already had enough of romance:

“Come on, Doll, get naked, I wanna have you here on the table.”

“What?! On our first date?!” you reply, blushing a bit.

“Don’t make me wait!” J growls and you are disappointed; that’s why you never had a first proper date, he’s so impatient.

“I don’t sleep with anybody at a first date!” you conclude and he’s lost.

“Huh?”

“Let’s enjoy our early evening and then we can go home and sleep. Tomorrow is a big day,” you try to convince him. “You know you can’t see the bride before the wedding anyway, so tonight it’s perfect for us to have a first date and have the tradition taken care of too.”

He just stares at you, grinding his teeth.

“This is bullshit; take your dress off!”

“No! “ you fight back and he slams his fist on the table, getting up to leave, enraged at your nonsense.

“Where are you going?”

“To find somebody else for the night since I am being refused on my apparent first date!” and he storms out, abandoning his bride- to- be at the restaurant.

– You called Frost and he brought you back to the Penthouse. You are nervous to see if he’s home after all he said. Of course he’s home, locked inside one of the bedrooms upstairs. Not that you thought J would cheat, but…you never know.

You are still furious though and debate if you should show up for the wedding tomorrow. You have no clue he is thinking the same.

– You linger in front of his door, debating and turn around to leave when The Joker suddenly opens the door:

“What do you want?” he snaps.

“Nothing…” you scratch your shoulder and stare at each other.

“Then why are you here?”

You lift your shoulders up, not answering.

“It’s bad luck to see the bride before the weeding so disappear!” he mocks, slowly closing the door. You are fast to sneak in before he does it, not that he tries to stop you.

“If you don’t want to see the bride then close your eyes,” you flutter your long eyelashes, biting on your lip.

“That’s stupid,” he whispers but closes his eyes and heads towards the bed. You silently follow and get under the sheets, making sure to say:

“But we can’t have sex, it’s the tradition.”

“Pfft, you already hurt my pride tonight and I don’t forgive that. EVER,” and slides towards you, groping your butt in the process.

Needless to say that was the best sex you had all week.

– His heart stopps when he sees how beautiful you look in the white dress. Yes, you decided on what he wanted.

–Your heart stops when you see him wear the black tuxedo, a very handsome devil. Yes, he decided on what you wanted.

– The Joker almost shoots the priest because things aren’t moving too fast. He’s not a patient man. You calm him down and the ceremony continues without any further death threats.  

– The big letdown for the special occasion is the fact that Batsy didn’t show up. You invited him, right?! Both of you are bummed about it; maybe he was busy or something…Oh, but maybe he will like to be the Godfather of your first child or occasionally babysit…And then again maybe not since he ditched the groom and bride on such an important day. The fact that he didn’t have an address or date has nothing to do with it.

– But he would have probably used the opportunity to bring the SWAT team over and catch you so…a blessing in disguise Gotham’s Vigilante didn’t show up.

– Unexpectedly, for the wedding night, J decides to be romantic.

“Allright, Mrs. J, this is special,” he winks, kissing you roughly and you just can’t wait to take your dress off. ‘”We will use our weeding night as a first date and we won’t have sex, just like you wanted. Surprise!” he grins, soooo proud of his romantic skills.

Your jaw drops to the ground.

“What?!”

“This is my remarkable wedding gift to you: can’t say I am insensitive to your needs,” he dramatically gestures, full of himself.

“And NOW you want to do this??!!”

“No better time.”

“That’s… that’s… preposterous !!!!! There is no way I’m not getting laid on my wedding night!!!” you scream and start yanking at his clothes, eager to get him out of the dammed tuxedo.

“Jeez, Mrs. J, calm down. You’re so desperate it’s embarrassing. I am doing this for you; we’ll just talk,” he yawns  and crushes on the bed, stretching on top of the purple sheets.

“Fine, fine, whatever,” you utter, distressed, admitting in your mind you actually asked for this…last night. You collapse by him, glaring at the ceiling, frustrated.

“On the other hand…” J gets on his elbow, “we can maybe postpone this for another time.”

“Really?” you get on your elbow too, full of hope.

“Sucker, I totally got you!!!!” he chuckles when you crawl on top of him, kissing him in frenzy.

“You’re such a jerk!”

– Needless to say it was the best sex you had all month.

 Also read: MASTERLIST

http://diyunho.tumblr.com/post/153664676321/joker-x-reader-masterlist

Dating Dick Grayson... (NSFW)

Dating Dick Grayson would include… (NSFW)

-him asking you to date him
-it was like asking you to the prom
-so cheesy and involved a play on words
-like he handed you a box with a severed ear and a note that said “will you van gogh out with me?”
-something along those lines
-but he wasn’t dumb
-though he was certainly questionable
-his intelligence was extremely attractive
-along with his sense of humor
-plus good looks
-he was almost the perfect guy
-and he was hard to say no to
-your first date was to an arcade
-he challenged you to games
-and was actually super competitive
-made bets if he won, you had to kiss him
-he never would force you
-but it was fun
-SO MUCH PDA
-CONSTANT PDA
-BECAUSE HE WANTS TO
-OR TO SHOW EVERYONE YOU’RE DATING
-WHO KNOWS
-He loves to pick you up to kiss
-surprise back hugs
-though he’s more cautious after he scared you and you back kicked him
-he wasn’t ashamed of his family
-he introduced you to everyone
-and everyone immediately loved you
-He accidentally slipped he was Nightwing
-not that accidentally
-you asked him how he did something
-and he responded “I’m Nightwing.”
-in the gruff Batman voice
-he tried to deny
-but he stuffed himself up
-creative dates
-active dates
-roller skating/blading
-ice skating
-bowling
-he even signed you two up for a couples baking course
-and the way he proposed was like asking you out
-puns
-also
-couples clothing
-NSFW PART
-Flexible
-exciting
-experimental
-morning
-shower
-quickies
-it is always spicy
-any surface
-any place
-no one ask how you two managed to do it on a fork lift in a construction site
-sneaking away to another room while a gala is on is a personal favourite
-he can still be romantic
-he will do rose petals and candles on any big occasion

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it’s been a loooong while since I have posted some original content on my blog, so I thought that the approaching school year would be a great opportunity to take advantage of! :)

I’m going to be a senior in high school this year (😰) so I am hoping to go out with a bang! this is the most excited I have been for a school year and I also hope to make it the most successful school year. yes, senior year is deemed to be easy but I still want to challenge myself throughout my last couple of semesters. this year I’ll be taking the courses: AP English, AP Psychology, Gov/Econ, Statistics, and Photography.

I’d like to share my goals for myself that I plan to achieve with you and maybe give you some tips/inspiration to set up for yourself! if you have anything to add to this post, feel free to! just don’t delete my caption, please :)

GOALS/TIPS/IDEAS

1) Have no “C” show up on my report card. now, there is nothing wrong with getting a “C”, especially if you tried so hard. you still passed! at my school, we only have A, B, C or F. last year, I really lost discipline over what I had to do and barely passed two classes. and every year before that, I earned a C in all my math classes, I hope to end that pattern this year. I know if I really work hard and put priorities in order, I can get a B in that Stats class.

2) Complete and turn in every assignment, no matter what. I don’t think I can stress just how important it is to have no missing assignments enough. for example, a 3/10 is soo much better than a complete red box. those missing tasks really add up and do affect your grade, so no matter how half-assed the assignment ended up being, turn it in.

3) Ask freaking questions. in all my math/science classes, there has always been an instance where I’m in class, taking notes and then the teacher writes something or says something, and I go “wtf just happened” and then didn’t ask a question because I was afraid to look stupid. (granted, I had a terrible, uncooperative, unhelpful, teacher last year that would actually make fun of me for asking, scoff, then return to the board without giving me an answer, that was so much fun.) but I know that I have to put that fear of looking dumb behind me because I would definitely benefit from getting that answer and most likely help someone else in the class who was scared to ask as well. this also means going to the teacher during office hours or even during class to ask for help. hopefully, you don’t get a teacher like my old one and actually get some help. it is the teacher’s job, after all, just go and ask. they want to see you succeed.

4) Go to all sporting and dance events possible. as great as studying is and as important as it is, don’t spend every single hour of every single day staring at notes and textbooks. it just isn’t good to overload your brain like that and you need a break. studyblrs encourage studying constantly and I don’t think we encourage relaxation and having fun enough as we should. instead of spending your friday nights stressing over monday’s test, go watch the football game! there’s so much school spirit and its so exciting and doing it with friends makes it even better. and instead of skipping out on prom or homecoming or even a silly in the gym dance because you think you need to be spending your weekend revising, go to the dance! you won’t remember your flash cards and notebooks when you look back on high school, you’ll remember the fun things. in ten years, you’ll be more disappointed in the things you didn’t do than the things you did do.

5) Become a social butterfly. if you’re anything like me, you experience major FOMO (fear of missing out) very, very often. I’ve always wanted to be friends with everyone and be nice and do my best to make everyone feel loved because everyone deserves to feel like that. it sucks that I’ve waited until my senior year to really change my social life but hey, better late than never. I hope it will carry into college.

6) Narrow down five colleges to apply to in the fall. I kind of know what I want to do with my life, I would love to teach history at the middle school or high school level so I can start there. I live in southern california and I am blessed to have so many options around me. I’m so excited for college! everyone in california wants to go to UCSB, so of course, that’s in my sights but let’s hope I can get in. for applying for college, you have to have a back up for a back up for a backup. but make sure you love all of the choices! it is the next 2-14 years of your life after all 😂

7) Enjoy my last year. I want this year to be a good one, and I want to do that in any way I can. I want to be the best student I can be, that means befriending my teachers and really putting discipline over motivation to good use. I want to be the best friend I can be, that means being there for my friends when they need a laugh or a shoulder to cry on or taking every opportunity to hang out with them. I want to be the best girlfriend I can be, meaning giving my boy all the love he deserves and spending quality time with one another. and be the best me I can be. self care is so important, guys. take time for your well being, it’s so worth it.

I hope some of these goals/tips helped you out for getting ready for this new school year! expect more posts from me, i can’t wait to be active again. I hope everyone is enjoying their summer!

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From Arisha’s Twitter  15 October 2017

@box_komiyaarisa:

Lunch with Himitasu

As always, it was really fun and excited
As for the picture that I took secretly, Himitasu was just so engrossed in taking her pictures that she did not realised  (*´-`) lol



From Himitasu’s Twitter 15 October 2017

@iRis_a_himi:

The second meal that I had with Arisha-! It isn’t that long since that last time! lol. As always, we have so much in common that we could not stop laughing. We have already decided on the perfect thing to do for the next time we meet ♡ . We are having cheese dak-galbi revenge!

I have to get even with her for always taking secret pictures of me when I am taking pictures of the food ♡

Dating Dick Grayson... (KID FRIENDLY)

Dating Dick Grayson would include…

-him asking you to date him
-it was like asking you to the prom
-so cheesy and involved a play on words
-like he handed you a box with a severed ear and a note that said “will you van gogh out with me?”
-something along those lines
-but he wasn’t dumb
-though he was certainly questionable
-his intelligence was extremely attractive
-along with his sense of humor
-plus good looks
-he was almost the perfect guy
-and he was hard to say no to
-your first date was to an arcade
-he challenged you to games
-and was actually super competitive
-made bets if he won, you had to kiss him
-he never would force you
-but it was fun
-SO MUCH PDA
-CONSTANT PDA
-BECAUSE HE WANTS TO
-OR TO SHOW EVERYONE YOU’RE DATING
-WHO KNOWS
-He loves to pick you up to kiss
-surprise back hugs
-though he’s more cautious after he scared you and you back kicked him
-he wasn’t ashamed of his family
-he introduced you to everyone
-and everyone immediately loved you
-He accidentally slipped he was Nightwing
-not that accidentally
-you asked him how he did something
-and he responded “I’m Nightwing.”
-in the gruff Batman voice
-he tried to deny
-but he stuffed himself up
-creative dates
-active dates
-roller skating/blading
-ice skating
-bowling
-he even signed you two up for a couples baking course
-and the way he proposed was like asking you out
-puns
-also
-couples clothing

anonymous asked:

Can you list and describe the purpose of all the known items that Ouma asked Iruma to make? These things usually go over my head, thank you.

I can try! Ouma asked Miu to make several particularly interesting inventions. Before her death, she was definitely able to finish making some—but the diagrams and plans in Ouma’s room suggest that he had asked for even more that she never got around to making.

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College: What You Actually Need

A friend of mine is starting college in the fall and asked me for some packing advice. Packing for college may sound simple, but it can be extremely overwhelming. After a full year of living in the dorms, I have realized what is actually important to bring and what is completely unnecessary.

There are two main packing categories: what you bring and what you buy. We’ll start off with what you bring. My biggest suggestion is that you start early. I separated my room into four regions towards the beginning of the summer and worked on each part for a week or two. I went through every drawer and shelf and de-cluttered. I threw things out and donated multiple bags of clothing. What this process will help you realize is what is actually important to you. You will be leaving your home and you can’t bring everything, so ask yourself: what can’t I live without for a year? What I soon realized is that the things I could live without, were items I really didn’t need. I mean if you aren’t going to use it for a whole year, when will you ever? By the end of the summer the things left in my room were items I truly valued and used. By tackling one section of my room at a time I didn’t become overwhelmed (well… not that overwhelmed).

Now, what do you need to buy? My school sent out a packing list with suggested items to bring to college. While I found some suggestions helpful, others were ridiculous. First of all, you don’t need an iron/ironing board. You hear me? Almost every friend of mine bought those adorable mini chevron ironing boards and never used them. No one (except maybe those pledging boys) irons in college. And I promise you, if you do find yourself in need of some wrinkle relief, there will be a naive freshman with an adorable mini chevron ironing board right down the hall who will happily let you borrow it.

Any college packing list will suggest the obvious: bedding, towels, shower caddy, hangers… But there are a few items I would like to heavily emphasize. Bring a printer. Even if your school provides free printing (which very few do), I recommend a personal printer. When you’re up writing an essay until 4am, the last thing  you’ll want to worry about is getting up early to print at the library. Having a printer will also help you make friends. I think my friends used my printer more than me and repaid me with paper (well worth it!). Another important item? A robe. Walking to a communal bathroom in a towel is just not for me. Plus, hanging out in your room with your stranger of a roommate can be kind of uncomfortable in a towel. Robes rule! I also recommend bringing stamps for letters to friends, a drying rack for all those items that really shouldn’t go in the dryer (you can’t hang your wet clothes all over your room like you did back home), and a plastic bin for your wet shower caddy fresh from the shower.

Now for a few of my packing quick tips…

-Keep your boots and coats at home: If you plan on returning home before the winter months, keep your warmer clothes at home and get them when you’re ready for them. I swapped out my crop tops and denim shorts for riding boots and vests in November, which allowed for extra room in my dorm closet (if you could even call it that).

-Invest in a Target card: See next bullet point for further explanation.

-Make a list of toiletries: I’m warning you now. If you’re anything like me, you’re going to need a lot of products. My suggestion is to make a list of the products you use while you’re still home, so when you get to college you know exactly what you will be needing. There won’t be enough room in your car (or in those boxes you have to ship across the country) for your shampoo and leave-in conditioner, and sunscreen, and laundry detergent, and dish soap (you forgot about that one, huh?).

-Get crafty: I had so much fun with my friends making DIY wall art for my dorm over the summer. Dorm rooms can be dark and depressing, so definitely bring some colorful items to brighten the space up. Check out these chevron canvases I made a few years ago here!!!

-Command Hooks are your best friend: Enough said.

-Dorm stuff might not be your style: Don’t limit yourself to the “dorm” section of a store. Personally, I think generic dorm bedding is awful. I searched far and wide for the perfect bedding  that fit my taste and I don’t regret it. I also got sucked into buying an acrylic desk lamp from the dorm section of Bed Bath and Beyond and literally turned it on once. It was so ugly! Your dorm room is your home so make it your own.

-Expect a mess: BRING CLEANING SUPPLIES! Clorex wipes saved my life the day of move in. I was not prepared for the amount of dirt and dust I’d find in my room upon move in. I heavily suggest wiping down every surface before you move in.

-Follow the rules: Before shopping, make sure to review your college’s dorm rules. For example, my school didn’t allow wall decals, extension cords, or toasters.

Packing is a unique experience and you will quickly figure out what works for you. No matter what, even if you forget a laundry basket or some washcloths, you will survive.

Good luck packing!


If you are curious about where I’ve been for the last year, catch up with me here!

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This was such a special afternoon ❤️

Too many photos of my face but my best friends were gems and took photos of me EVERYWHERE! You all know I love my show (and I know I’ve been a bit vacant recently but my distance at the moment has nothing to do with my love for ED) and have loved it for over 20 years so to get to walking through the village was so so special, to spend actual time seeing everything I wanted, to hear how it all works even down to the clever gardener having to glue leaves on the trees to match seasons and the remote controlled smoke for the chimneys… it was so lovely.

Everything felt so tiny but those photos with the phone box in the background felt SURREAL to me. Walking a little way through the village and looking at all the houses was so fun but it was when you turned and looked up the street that it was really kind of magical for me.

I got to see so much I didn’t even think about from Sarah Sugden’s & Carl King’s graves (had a bit of a moment at both!), the bridge of tears, inside the vets, got to sit in the church and inside the village hall and I had a sit on Val’s bench. We were allowed into the garage for a short while too but it was set up for filming but nothing spoilery. I spied the two tubs they used as seats for the “wedding”!

The tour guide laughed at me when I asked if Rob’s Porsche was around (so many of the cars were) but apparently it’s off elsewhere :( also the blue van wasn’t on site either because I wanted my photo with that too! Managed to get to the bottom of the mystery of all of the barns though (aka the bread barn etc) and which is which. Seeing the old Wishing Well set was such a MOMENT for me too, you all know the dream is to cuddle up with Alfie on those crochet blankets!

All in all, it was a gorgeous afternoon. I was like a giddy child and couldn’t stop smiling. The village is beautiful; it’s so so pretty (especially the flowers around Beauty and Bernice) and finishing off the tour with a cheeky walk down the road to see Wishing Well and the back of the scrap yard (they aren’t on the tour so you can’t visit them) was fun!

I miss you all and I hope to be back in the next few weeks. Feel like I have so much to offload about the show and get excited about (LYDIA❤️) but in the mean time, sending lots of love to you all.

On Fridays, we weigh

Final weigh in for the week and I lost 3.5 pound!

After having not the best start to the week I am so proud of myself for (in general) sticking to healthy foods and resisting temptation (those pesky cinnamon buns)

Boxing yesterday was sooo much fun! I had my fitbit tracking the workout and it said I burnt 765 calories! Fair to say I was v sweaty on the way home

It’s the start to yet another week and I’m determined to keep seeing progress

Wishing you all luck, in whatever you’re doing 🌸

~Laura~

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I noticed that oracle and divination decks tend to have symbols from nature. I didn’t really grow up with a lot of nature around so I decided to use the symbols from my everyday life to make my own divination deck.

Professor Pam’s Urban Divination Deck, A deck for those of us who got lost in alleys instead of valleys. 

32 cards, 3"x3" cards with pearl ink accompanied by a guide. Includes cards like The Sewer Raccoon, The Suspicious Puddle, The Window Box, and The Free Newspaper. 

I had so much fun doing this, they’re up at the shop now. 

you know what? i think i played junkenstein’s revenge like maybe twice last year? and wow, was i missing out. i’ve been playing ana ‘cos its safe, but i’ve missed slam locking a bit, and now i just go directly for hanzo?? and lemme say, that practicing in those ai battles i set up has helped a lot. its almost as if practicing does help. wowzers. im so upset that i had to work all day yesterday and missed out on so much fun times with this. and ive played almost all day, and i gotta sleepy sleep soon, and work until next week. grrr. i just wanna play overwatch.

also? i bought 100 lootboxes, and got everything for the even in 96 boxes. amazing. 

Moving In

Anonymous said: ur calum af, and i love it, so can you write a blurb on neighbor calum helping you move into your new flat across the hall?? thank you!!

He wasn’t even being remotely subtle. As Calum introduced himself in front of your moving fan, dripping with sweat and agonizingly shirtless, you almost smirked when it hit you that he’d been flexing the entire time. But instead of calling this tall, beautiful boy out on his strategies, you accepted his offer to help you move in, and decided to have fun with your new, attractive roommate. “Alright then, let’s get those boxes up!” You cheered before removing your shirt to be only in athletic shorts and a sports bra, and scooped up a box as if you had no idea Calum’s eyes were about to pop out of his head. The process was much quicker, and you had to thank the muscles that your neighbor took so much pride in, because he was able to nimbly help you with the larger furniture until you could sigh in victory, surrounded by all of your belongings in the main room of your apartment. “Thank you so much for this, Calum,” you said with a grateful smile, only to be taken back a bit by his smile. You didn’t plan on being infatuated by this boy, but you had taken glances at his body as he helped and felt your heartbeat pick up when he fully smiled with that chiseled jaw and brightness in his eyes. Though part of you worried that this would be a bad choice, you took a step forward and cocked your head to the side. “Is there anything I can do to pay you back? Like, dinner or something? You earned a full meal for getting my bed frame up three flights of stairs.” All of the confidence that Calum had been exuding the entire afternoon shook when you offered dinner, and his eyes widened just enough for you to notice and be even more infatuated. “Yeah, yeah that would be great. I’ll go shower and get ready, then pick you up at seven?” Now you were the one breaking into a full grin, and felt your chest warm up at the way that he looked at you. It was like he could see your future together in just a second, and you could swear he took your breath away even for the tiniest moment. “You know where to find me.”

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anonymous asked:

I don't understand the potato thing?

I have 0 tagging system so I won’t be able to pull up anything to help support this. But long story short, when the boys were on Jimmy Kimmel recently, Jimmy made a twitter (or was it IG?) for the ‘1D Potato’ (something like that - I think its still up actually) and basically told all the fans to go follow. He also put this potato in its own little chair and had it on the stage and on the interview couch. And then throughout the entire time they were on his show, he kept cutting away to this potato account and going ‘haha! Look at how many followers this potato is getting! It’s just a potato and all these people all following it!’ Basically it was a ‘look at how dumb these 1D fans are. They will follow anything if its 1D even if its just a potato!’

Understandably, fans were pissed. Thanks for treating us like we are 5. So that same night after the show, the bears posted the angry potato pic, complete with potato masher and a box of mashed potatoes. Pretty sure those are objects they did not necessarily have lying around. So chances are they had to go out and buy some of the props to make this angry post. That’s how much they cared. They even took the time to cut out letters! Don’t make fun of their fans.

This turned out longer than I expected. Whoops.

my little worm

Group/Member: GOT7 – Jaebum

Genre: Fluff

Word Count: 556

Drabble# - 43 & 5; “Delete it, now.” “You are one insult away from starting a war.”

Author’s Note: I am having so much fun with this you guys!! It’s still super new for me since I don’t always write, but I feel like I’m really starting to warm up!

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Originally posted by itsjaebeom

“Jaebum I swear to god if you don’t put those things away I’m going to scream,” you said as you came out from the bedroom only to be answered by your boyfriends endless laughing. Your mother had come to visit the day before and with her had brought the forsaken boxes, filled to the brim with pictures from your infancy and youth.

“Awe but Jagiya look how precious you look,” he said as he held up a picture from when you had to be eight or so, dressed in the most god awful outfit you’d ever seen.

“I’m hiding those as soon as you fall asleep tonight,” you threaten back before admitting defeat for now and sitting down next to him. However bad the pictures were you still couldn’t help but reminisce. Mixed in with all of your pictures were family members, some of which you hadn’t seen in years. You as a baby being held by your great grandmother. All of your mothers sitting together at your fifth birthday party. Your father and your guys old dog Coyote. Without even realizing it a small smile at lifted onto your face, completely distracted by the photos as Jaebum went from admiring the pictures of you as a young girl, to admiring the young woman that was sitting next to him today and of which he fell in love with.

 Looking back towards the pile he spotted an old polaroid picture that he hadn’t noticed before, his hand reaching out and grabbing it as he held it up, a shriek of laughter leaving his lips almost immediately which in turn startled you and snapped you out of your daze. “Oh my god Jagiya, you look like a worm!!” he shrieked as he held the poloroid in front of you. There you were, in all your naked glory at probably four or five months and the amount of baby rolls all over your body endless. “Jaebum I swear to god you are on insult away from starting a war.” You threatened as you tried to snatch the picture away from him.

“But Jagiya it’s so precious! Do you think we’ll give birth to a bunch of tiny little worms?” he cooed only making you groan in frustration more. It wasn’t until you saw him pull out his phone that you suddenly panicked. “What are you doing? Jaebum no don’t!!” you yelled as you tried to stop him, but of course he beat you. The flash on his camera going off, sealing a duplicate of that photo now on his phone as he tossed the picture down and took off in a run away from you. “Delete it, now! Jaebum delete it right now!” you yelled as you chased him, laughs escaping your lips though as well as you playfully chased your boyfriend through the house.

Later that night as you lay in the comforting quiet of your room, you cuddled up on his chest, his fingers playing with your hair, you couldn’t help but look at him. “I feel like I deserve to see some baby pictures of you now,” you say as he takes his gaze away from his phone to look at you, small smile playing on his lips.

“That’s fine, but I don’t think anyone will ever beat the cuteness that was my little worm.”

My Little Secret

Hey.

I know I’ve been pretty AWOL the past few months, but I’ve been dealing with a lot.

I know most of you don’t know much about me. I try to keep it that way. I try keep most of my personal life… well personal. Until recently I didn’t even write under my own name. I’m not sure why I’ve always been so closed off or why I’ve always stored my feelings away, but that’s something I’m working on too.

I’ve kept one huge secret from everyone. Her name is Lauren. We’ve been dating for about three years now and a few months ago, I asked her to marry me. Thankfully, she decided she could put up with me for a little bit longer. She has the bigger place, so it made sense that I’d move in with her. Oh, and another thing about Lauren… she got pregnant about eight months ago.

As of yesterday, I’m a dad.

It still doesn’t seem real.

I’ve been under so much stress the past few months knowing this was coming. Money has been tight and even though we’ve both been working overtime to get ready for the little bundle of joy, I still wasn’t comfortable with the amount we had coming in. So I did something I never thought I’d have to do… I sold my toys.

Ok, first of all it’s not what it sounds like. Yes, I am a grown man and yes I had a garage full of toys. Ok, maybe it is what it sounds like. Another thing (most) of you didn’t know about me was that I am a crazy collector of toys, art, figures, statues, props, anything and everything that caught my eye. I say crazy because I spent thousands and thousands on this stuff. It was never an issue when I was a single guy living alone, but a married guy with a kid on the way?

No bueno.

So piece by piece I sold off my beloved collection. God, it was hard, but seeing how much money would go towards raising my child made it worth it. I made so much back because I took such good care of everything. Every item was in perfect condition. I made sure to keep it that way from the beginning.

It took about six months to sell it all and during those months, Lauren told me countless times how proud of me she was. It made me feel that much more guilty at the fact that I had kept about 10 boxes worth of stuff in a storage container downtown. Just stuff that was too sentimental to sell. Stuff that I knew would be worth a small fortune in a few more years. I would visit it once a month, just to check in and make sure they were safe. Opening those cases and seeing those beautiful plastic bubbles that held the figures, so clean and safe. Just being around it just made me feel good. I know Lauren wouldn’t be mad if she knew, but it’s just more fun keeping it my little secret.

A few hours ago our baby decided it was time to come out. Though that came with its own set of scares. He was born prematurely at four pounds, five ounces. He was alive and at that point, that was the most important thing. I wasn’t even able to hold him, they wheeled him out of the room almost immediately. The labor was long and hard but Lauren was a champ. She was stronger than I could have ever been.

I stayed with her for hours until the doctor came into our room in the middle of the night and took me into the hall, Lauren was finally asleep so we didn’t want to wake her. He led me down the corridor to a room with a giant window. He smiled and walked away. A few seconds later, a nurse wheeled out my baby up to the window.  

He was beautiful. Even through the plastic and wires he was perfect. I felt something in my heart that I hadn’t felt in months. He had a plastic box over his head, the nurse called it a oxygen hood, it was to help with his breathing. My heart raced. That little thing in there was my child. My baby. I checked his hands and feet, 10 fingers and 10 toes.

Perfect condition.

It took some work, but I finally managed to fit the plastic box into my car. I had to be as careful as possible, I didn’t want to damage the little guy. I drove as slowly as I could until I got downtown, ignoring the honks and middle fingers. I unlocked my storage unit and rolled him inside. He was so beautiful and precious, I wanted him to be that way forever. I placed him next to my box of vintage Batman action figures and kissed the plastic bubble covering his head. I flipped off the lights and quietly slid the door shut. I locked the unit and got back into my car. I can’t wait to visit him next month.

little-opalbaby’s 700 follower giveaway

Firstly, I’d like to apologize that this giveaway is somewhat feminine-themed. I PROMISE that my next giveaway will have more boy-ish type stuff in it!

In celebration of hitting 700 followers, I’m offering a small giveaway! This is my very first giveaway, but it will certainly not be my last, as I had SO much fun picking out all these little goodies today.

I made the contents of this giveaway kind of stealthy, meaning that the items included in the giveaway are not necessarily exclusively CG/l related. I did this for a couple reasons, but mostly so that those of you who are not “out of the toy box” would feel comfortable receiving the prize and wouldn’t have to explain anything to your roommates or anyone else you may live with. Because of this, I will not be restricting this giveaway to just those in the CG/l community. As long as you are following me, you are welcome to enter. 

Winners will be selected via random number generator after all entries are written out and organized in order from first to last. Odds of winning depend on number of entries. (Edited because I forgot to include a contest end date!) The contest will end at 6pm EST on May 28, 2016.

Rules

  • You must be following me
  • You must be 18+ (this is a legality issue, I apologize to my underage followers in advance for this rule, and I promise I will do something fun for you guys in the very near future, so stay tuned!)
  • You must be okay with giving me your address or PO box information should you win
  • Giveaway blogs are not eligible to win
  • PLEASE DO NOT SPAM YOUR FOLLOWERS

Entries

  • Only notes on this post will count as entries towards this giveaway (notes on other posts from my blog, related to this giveaway or otherwise, will not count)
  • Reblogs: count as 3 entries
  • Likes: count as 1 entry
  • Multiple reblogs are allowed, but, as I stated in the rules, please do not spam your followers 

Now for the fun stuff!

Prizes

If you are selected as the winner, you will receive the following prizes (see pictures above):

  • a children’s coloring book
  • a sheet of embossed foil butterfly stickers
  • a set of three Hello Kitty plastic bracelets (fits small wrists)
  • a small embellished felt pencil case/cosmetic bag 
  • a Disney princess themed detangling comb
  • one pair of purple and pink fuzzy women’s socks (size listed: 4-10)
  • a pack of 5 bunny-shaped hair clips 
  • a pink lemonade flavoured lollipop

Thank you so much to all of you who follow me. I’m so grateful for each and every one of you. Good luck to everyone!

Disclaimer: The owner of this blog (little-opalbaby) purchased all of the items offered as a prize for this giveaway. This giveaway is not associated with Tumblr, nor with any of the brands or manufacturers of the prizes. The winner of this giveaway will be providing a shipping address to the owner of this blog, not to Tumblr. Approximate retail value of the prizes is $15 CDN.

anonymous asked:

what role do pyshcedleics play in your life? how often do you use them/when did you first experience them? what have they taught you? what do you think about them in society now a days?

This is an epic series of questions.

I first experimented with consciousness-expanding psychedelic substances around the age of 15. I tried salvia (which I hated and never did again– literally experienced ego-death and so much pain), mushrooms (which I enjoyed but never took enough to knock me on my butt and give me a religious experience), and acid (which was my favorite) all within that first year. Until I was maybe 18, I did psychedelics quite often… Maybe 4 or 5 times a year. Each time, it was with my group of friends from high school and aside from my “far-out” ideas about the universe, none of us were in touch with spirituality. I was quite anti-religion at that point, believing it caused so much evil that the world would be better without it. That being said, my experiences were AWESOME and other-worldly and sooooooo much fun and so beautiful, but not exactly on a consciously spiritual level… It affected who I am today in SOOO many ways! I would not be the same had I not experienced all those other ways to perceive reality. It made me comfortable with continuing to think outside of the box and kept me in touch with my child spirit. I would just laugh, look at art, play with marbles and kaleidoscopes, dress up in costumes, occasionally explode with fits of joy and beauty, etc. It was awesome. It was innocent and playful. I was happy and free. Psychedelics also allowed me to think for myself in new ways and in many ways led me to get more into independent research of anything scholastic that school didn’t want to teach us. It really furthered my education and my ability to understand things and think creatively in school as well.

The only thing that troubled me for years was that my lungs were too weak to hold in DMT smoke. I even set a New Year’s resolution one year to start smoking cigarettes even though I hated them JUST so I could build up lung strength. I have cried many times over the years about my inability to experience smoked DMT. I still haven’t experienced that medicine.

Then, after having three life-changing bad trips in a row (one of which being induced by a research chemical, which I do not recommend at all), I didn’t touch psychedelics for maybe 3 years or longer. During this time, I dove into leading a spiritual life and my experiences with psychedelics since then have been entirely different. I told myself I would only enter those realms again if it was in ceremony– particularly with the indigenous peoples that have used it as medicine for thousands of years. It wasn’t until Ayahuasca came into my life that I went near them again. I participated in a Natem (aya) ceremony in the deep, deep, remote, and isolated rainforest in Ecuador with the Achuar peoples, led by a powerful traditional shaman who spoke not one word of English or Spanish. It inspired me to also partake in another ceremony exactly one moon later. I intend to participate in many more aya ceremonies as I feel it was healing and revealed a deep wisdom to me that I want to feel and explore more of.

I can’t possibly explain what psychedelics have taught me. The spirit of each substance is different and there isn’t a language to describe the experiences and breakthroughs. However, if I’m going to generalize, here is just a pinch of what I can explain in words.

Your inner child is a spiritual teacher.

Darkness and death are just as important and honorable as Light and life. They are friends and teachers. Lean into the unknown and power and wisdom will come.

There are unseen worlds. The power of these worlds is ABSOLUTELY just as, if not more, powerful and present and affective on the whole as our 3D reality. These other worlds are filled with allies. They know so much it makes me want to cry just thinking about it. You feel it, you see it, you ARE it. Once you experience it, there’s no forgetting. It’s indescribably powerful.

PSYCHEDELICS ARE MEDICINE. They are meant to be RESPECTED. They have strong spirits and can be allies for lifetimes to come even without ingesting them again.

You are so much deeper than you know. Psychedelics can help you dig deep to the roots of your problems, issues, fears, and blockages so that you can birth forth the most pure You that there is. And when you get down to it, you and the medicine are one. You and the air are one. You are a manifestation of spirit. We are spiritual beings having a human experience and the medicine allows us to see that so that we can reach our highest potentiality if we so choose to.

They have also taught me that we create our reality. My bad trips taught me a lot about this. I’ve experienced what I believe to be some of the worst things someone can experience. Out of that comes a great wisdom. If you can transmute pain, fear, and humiliation into a teaching with gratitude in your heart, your power grows exponentially. I’ve done a lot of shadow work because of my bad trips and it’s nothing to be afraid of.

The role psychedelics have played in my life has shifted a lot over the years. Now, they are one of the most intensely useful spiritual tools I could ever imagine. They allow me to connect directly with Great Spirit on almost every level, like a face-to-face meeting. They allow me DEEEEP reflections on where I am on my life path, what the best way is to approach my life purpose, how I can become the best I can be, and what is stopping me (or how I am stopping myself) from achieving the ultimate peace, love, and thriving vibration cosmically possible. They bring everything that isn’t aligned to the forefront so you can face it. If you don’t want to know and don’t want to truly face it, you can end up pretty terrified and panicked from psychedelic journeys. If you are ready with all of your being to dive into the unknown to pull out the gold of awakening, psychedelics can be a fast road there. Obviously, they aren’t essential for this cleansing and introspection, but they sure do help a lot and speed it along.

What do I think about them in society nowadays? I think if used responsibly, they are a part of a HUUUUUGGGGEEEEE collective transformation. They have been, are, and will continue to be a major part of human evolution on this planet, both spiritually, psychically, mentally, emotionally, socially, culturally, communally, etc. It’s all about using responsibly with complete respect for the spirit and setting intentions strong. “The real revolution is the evolution of consciousness.” We can all approach this individually in our own ways, and psychedelics are a big part of this for many people.

Phew! Long answer. Kudos if you got this far. These are all just my experiences and opinions, mind you. I’m no expert. This was not meant to offend or challenge anyone. Just sharing!

Xoxo