this is what my friend sends me

I don’t play by the rules

Pairing: Peter parker x Stark! reader

Summary: Peter Parker falls hard for the new girl, and while he can’t do anything about it a certain masked hero might.

 word count: 2135

y/bf/n= Your best friend’s name

warnings: slight makeout? 

sorry in advance for any grammar mistakes, hope you enjoy it! Please tell me what you thought about it! :) 


Originally posted by tomshollandss

It happened on a Tuesday. A regular day you might say, however it was the day everything changed for Peter Parker. There he was on his chemistry class thinking it was just another boring class, another wasted hour, at least he thought that until the door opened, revealing the most beautiful girl he had ever seen.

Standing in front of the class was Y/n Stark. Everybody knew who you were, your dad was Iron man, for God sake! You came in the classroom with a designer outfit and bag that was probably more expensive than Peter’s whole wardrobe.

Peter continued to watch you as the teacher told you to seat right at the front of the class. Not only were you a really pretty girl, with the brightest smile and the kindest eyes, but you also had to be very intelligent, since this was the Chemistry AP class. Well of course she is intelligent dumbass! Her father is Tony Stark! She has obviously been in his labs before!

After that first time he saw you everything went downhill. He could never gather the courage to talk to you, let alone ask you out, so he settled for watching you from afar. She probably thinks I’m a creeper, Peter thought, however he couldn’t bring himself to care. He could watch as your smile got bigger when someone told you a joke, and how your eyes will get particularly bright whenever you got a good grade at math. He didn’t care about anything else.

Not long after your arrival to the school he got his so-called “stark internship”,  or his role as Spiderman. This didn’t change much for him. He was still a nerd loser and you were still  a popular girl that was way out of his league.

“Seriously dude! how come you’ve never even said a word to her?” Ned asked Peter as they made their way into the gym.

“Is not that easy Ned! She doesn’t even know I exist!”

“But you are like, totally in love with Y/!” Peter quickly muffled Ned’s mouth, stopping the boy from saying anything else.

“Geez Ned! Don’t you want to shout it to the world?!” Peter started lowering his hand and headed towards the group of people exercising. “You can’t just go around saying that! Someone might hear you!”

“I’m sorry but, like, I still can’t believe it! Don’t you see her everyday? in the, you know, Stark Internship?”

Since Ned found out about Peter being Spider Man he had made questions non-stop, pretty ridiculous questions, if you asked Peter.

“Ned I don’t just hang out at the Avenger’s tower you know? I have to be on the streets! Besides, she is totally off limits I mean! She is Mr. Stark’s daughter! He would kill me if-”

“Shhh- SHhhhhh! Peter listen!”

This time he was the one to shut up as both boys listened to a conversation happening at the bleachers across them. It was Y/n, looking as beautiful as she always did, surrounded by her usual crowd.

“Sooo Y/n, you must be surrounded by all those superheroes at your house right? You know, because of your dad?

“Well not all the time, but yeah, they hang out pretty often” She responded, trying to sound chill about the topic. Not everybody noticed, but Peter knew just how tired she felt about having to talk about his dad and the avengers all the time. None of the people that followed her around really knew her. Yes they knew about her life and her family, but besides that no one seemed to take interest in getting to know her for real.

That was kind of the reason why he prefered to hide his identity. Well, that and the possibility of being kidnapped and killed.

“Are you friends with them?”  “Are they nice?” “Are they hot?” “Is Captain America a real blonde?”

A load of questions were asked at you, however one catched Peter’s attention again.

“Are you friends with spiderman? Do you know who he is?”

“I’ve actually never talked to him, he’s never at the tower when I’m there” she replied shrugging her shoulders. She really was clueless to the hero’s identity.

“Seriously Y/n? Weren’t you supposed to be Spiderman #1 fan?” Y/bf/n asked, as she wiggled her eyebrows at Y/n.

A blush spread to the girl’s cheeks as she smiled shyly. Of course she had a tiny crush with Spider Man (even though she didn’t have a clue of who he was), however he never seemed to hang around the tower as the other Avengers. Maybe he liked being alone.

The conversation was quickly dropped after the coach told them all to get back to work, however Ned was not done.

“Dude! She likes you!” You have to talk to her tonight!”

“She doesn’t like me! She likes Spider Man, not Peter, besides-”

“I swear to God that if you don’t make a move on her tonight I will stop being friends with her! You have to promise me you will try! Deal?


Could it be possible that the most beautiful girl he had ever laid his eyes on had a thing for him? Even if it was the suit she was in love with Peter couldn’t stop the smile that crept through his face all day and the knot he felt on his stomach every time he looked at Y/n.

And that is exactly why he found himself later that night ready to go talk to the girl of his dreams. He already knew the crew will be out with Mr Stark in some mission he was not allowed, so that cleared the way for him. And anyways he was always welcomed in the tower, at least that what they always told him.

“You can do this Peter, you got this”

Peter tried to give himself a little of motivation before knocking on your door,however he couldn’t find the strength to raise his hand and knock on it, he felt like a bundle of nerves! None of his previous fights or encounters had him feeling this way, he seriously needed to control himself! Peter tried once again to knock on the door only to be stopped when the door opened completely, revealing Y/n in her pj’s and her glasses, apparently ready to go to bed.

Both teenagers looked at each other with complete shook in the faces, one behind his mask of course. The girl was completely speechless, she couldn’t believe the Spider Man was in front of her! And had seen her in just some sweats! She blushed deeply as she realised her appearance.

Peter tried to think of something, anything to say to her, however he couldn’t seem to find the words. After a long silence Y/n finally broke the silence as she leaned against the door.

“I can’t believe Spider Man is at my door! To what do I owe the pleasure?”

The girl was trying to keep it together, however she was still freaking out, but she couldn’t let her stupid crush affect her! This was her chance to get to know him! She could feel her flirtier side creeping up, trying to smile wider and lean closer to the boy.

“Well- I umhh- I just wanted to- you know- visit my favorite Stark” Peter said as he tried to recover from his initial shook.

“Then I guess you are looking for my dad, however he is not around”

“I actually meant you, I’ve been waiting to meet you for a long time now”

The girl was surprised by what the boy had just said. Did he know her? How come they had never met before?

Y/n started moving inside her bedroom once again, looking over her shoulder to continue “Since I’ve got no plans for tonight you might want to hang for a while, you know, to get to know each other and stuff”

Peter did not need to be told twice before he followed her around and into her room. Well, bedroom was an understatement to what her place really looked liked. It seemed more like a apartment of her own, with a big tv are, followed by what appeared to be her studio with a shit ton of books and finally her actual bed. She went into the couch in front the TV as Peter followed her close behind. She finally seated down facing the boy.

“Why are you here with me right now and not saving the world as usual?”

“Can’t a man take a break every once in awhile? Besides, I’m pretty sure your dad is taking care of that at the moment”

“You are probably right, sooo anyways..You said you had wanted to meet me for a long time, so here I am, what is it that you wanna know?”

“Well nothing in particular- it’s just that- you are- you are a really beautiful girl”

The girl felt herself blush at the words of the boy behind the mask. He probably did have a thing for her then? There was only one way to find out the truth.

Y/n leaned closer to Peter, looking into what she supposed were his eyes and took him by the shoulder as she played with the curls in the back of his head.

“So you think I’m a beautiful girl?” She said with a teasing voice, trying to make the boy a little nervous, obviously succeeding.

“The most gorgeous I’ve meet”

Peter could say this without any hesitation. Right in front of him was the most beautiful girl on earth. Her big eyes were looking at him and she was even closer than before, he was getting kind of nervous, but her fingers in his hair kept him just in place, right where she wanted him.

“So if I’m so beautiful, how come you’ve never paid me a visit before?”

She had started talking in mere whispers, now moving her other hand into his chest, playing with the material of his suit.

“I wanted to!- I totally wanted to but- you know your dad’s rules right? I’m not really allowed to”

She started to lift his mask, revealing only his mouth before saying.

“Well Spider-boy, you should already know I don’t play by my father’s rules”

Right after she finished she crashed her lips into Peter’s making the boy let out a surprised gasp. He was kissing her! They were kissing! He couldn’t believe it!

Meanwhile the girl was feeling exactly the same. She didn’t knew where she got the guts to do it, but she was glad she did.

His fingers sanked  into her hair as they continued kissing, Peter finally out of his trance brought his other hand to the girl’s face and cupped it, deepening the kiss further.

He felt himself biting into the girl’s lips, as a quiet moan escaped her lips. Y/n pulled apart only to straddle his hips with her thighs and roll her hips along the way, giving them both a little of the friction they needed, but not enough.

Peter grabbed her waist trying to pull her closer to him, his hand making their way to her legs, touching and stroking her thighs. They were heavy breathing, kissing longer, harder, rougher. Both teenagers tried to take and taste as much as possible, urgent and desperately, fighting for dominance.

He pulled apart and went straight for her neck, sucking and biting, leaving what would sure become hickeys by the morning. His morning somewhat bored with her long legs moved to her hips once again, before sliding under her t-shirt and holding her closer, moving his hand right under her bra.

The soft whimpers that would leave her mouth every time he bite a specific part kept him going. Another movement yet another time they would feel that friction and that need to pull harder at the other.

Y/n as getting pretty tired of that stupid mask getting in the way, so she pulled apart ready to get it off him, however a noise down the kitchen distracted her. She heard her dad’s voice calling for her! The whole team was there already? How had they missed it?

Peter realised the situation as well  as he quickly pull stood up and headed towards the window.

“I really have to get going, I’m sorry!”

“Will I see you again?”

Peter pulled the girl close to him for one last kiss, a long lingering one. A kiss he had dreamed over and over again.

“Sooner than you think”

With this last words the boy pulled his mask down and disappeared through the window, swinging his way from building to building.

Man! He could not wait to tell Ned the good news!

anonymous asked:

When men, no, rather boys say that they find me beautiful but not my darker skin friends. All black women, light or dark, are beautiful but if don't think so my beautiful melanin gifted friends don't need you so stop treating them like trash or like they owe you anything just for talking to them.

Black Girls Rant. 👸🏿

*Send in a rant about what bothers you, annoys you or makes you feel insecure as a dark-skin woman or just a black woman.

Stop and smell the flowers 🌺
I have been passing the same road everyday for 12 years now but today was the first day I passed that road without something on my mind. There was always something keeping my brain company,whether it was my anxiety or my overthinking tendencies,whatever it is,it always kept me from looking at the beauty that road held.For the first time in 12 years today I looked over to my friend and said “hey,have you seen how beautiful these roses looks? I should totally take a pic” she only huffed at me and said “what’s wrong with you? They’ve been there for forever”
I shrugged it off and still took that pic,sending it to one of my closest friends who passes that road as often as I do. Soon enough I got a text back.
“oh my god! These are so pretty. Where are you at ?”
Both of us failed to notice the beauty around us
Because of the never ending storm in our own little heads.
—  Randomdarkwriting

rabidlitmajor  asked:

I just bought HGPP and have several notes. First: your art style is SO CUTE. Favorite details: 1. How Harry's scar goes through his eyebrow. 2. All Hermione's expressions but mostly her "you're an idiot" look she gives Harry. 3. SWOLE GINNY AND CHO YESSS. Second: your writing is on point. Favorite details: 1. Ron = good friend but still believably skeptical of Draco. 2. Ginny not being an afterthought. 3. Harry yelling at bullies like a dork = perfectly in character. Finally: $5 is a bargain.

uuwwaaAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!!!!  😍 😍 😍 😍😭😭😭😭😭💖💖💖💖💖💖 this is such a good review!! thank you for taking the time to think about your fav things and send them to me ;w; i love hearing what people think about my first comic. 

and like!!! holy shit you like my writing!?? the art, is a no brainer for me, i got that. but the writing hooo boy i don’t know the first thing about writing. so to read that someone actually likes the choices i made! i could cry. 

thanks so much for buying and for this review :’))) 

ive been watching the last few episodes of the office and im so fucking emotional thinking about how i moved across the fucking country because im in love! im so hopelessly and incredibly in love and it took ten fucking years of shitty relationships and terrible people and feeling like there was never really someone who understood me on this level or gave back GAVE BACK ALL THE LOVE I HAD TO GIVE AND APPRECIATED EVERY SINGLE BIT OF IT and im here im fucking HERE and y’all whove been my friends from jump KNOW that this shit has been LONG COMING my GOD

the point is i love my boyfriend i love everything about Nikk and i thank god every day I GET ON MY KNEES AND MAKE DUAA because i prayed i fucking prayed for this man i said GOD? I KNOW YOU’RE UP THERE. please. please send me someone i deserve. send me someone who will love me. who will be patient with me. AND GUESS WHAT MIMI? HE DID.

eds-art-factory  asked:

HEY, YOUR ART IS BEAUTIFUL, I love all your zelda/botw stuff, my friend just reblogged one of your pieces and now i'm looking through your page, link and zelda look so pretty and cute in your style! I hope you have a great day!!

Hello! Thank you for sending me such kind words! It always means the world to me that someone enjoy my art (especially my zelda stuff!) because that’s what I love to do UvU ) I hope you have a lovely day!

anonymous asked:

Why are you such a bitch lately?

          OUT OF SUNSHINE.    okay,   this has been sitting in my inbox for a few days now   &   i wasn’t sure whether or not to block your ip or answer it so everyone has an explanation as to why i’ve been   ‘   a bitch lately   ’.   for starters,   i would like to say that under no circumstance have i meant to be a bitch   (   if i’ve come across that way   )   &   it definitely isn’t intentional.   i haven’t done this to any single one of my mutuals or friends or anyone that i rp with.   

          i’ll need you to bear with me because this post got extremely long,   but i don’t even care.   for five days i’ve been going over what would make someone send a message such as this one   &   here are a few i could come up with   :

          reason number one.   when you sent this,   i was two days post-op.   i was a crabby little bitch baby around that time   &   honestly i still am now.   not that it matters to the likes of you,   but i’m getting my stents out tomorrow afternoon   &   i hope that’ll lessen my bad mood.

          reason number two.   it feels like no one reads my rules anymore   –   whether it be on my rules page or in my starter calls.   it’s a quick,   easy,   &   respectful thing to do,   don’t you think?   it doesn’t take that long   &   it sure as hell makes me feel a lot better because i can certainly tell when someone hasn’t read them.   it’s extremely frustrating because i prefer to write with someone who has a little respect for me because i carefully read everyone’s rules the first time i interact with them,   whether it be in character or out of character.   it doesn’t matter how many times i’ve interacted with someone or known them,   i still go back every so often   &   read their rules when i’m in the middle of a reply because i want to make sure that i’m not writing anything / doing anything that would upset them.   i don’t know why suddenly everyone seems to skip the part of my description that literally states   ‘   please read rules before interacting   ’   because that’s been there since i started this blog two years ago.   for the record,   i am updating my rules soon   &   i hope you all take the time to at least skim through them.   (   if you’re wondering what the updated version will be,   i redid lydia’s rules last night   &   they’ll be relatively similar   )

          (   examples of people who don’t read my rules   :   call me insane for any of this,   but whatever,   i’m over caring.   first of all,   people seem to use some fc’s that i clearly have banned   (   jenner/kardashians,    assholes,   animated characters,   &   deceased fc’s,   among others   )   when replying to open starters.   these are usually people who randomly choose starters out of tags   &   don’t follow back,   so i guess it’s not a huge deal because they don’t pester me about it   &   that brings me to my next example   :   pestering me about replies.   i am a horrible human being who is hot mess riddled with anxiety,   stress,   &   depression that’s constantly taking over my mental state.   sometimes replies do not come easy   &   often take awhile.   sometimes i’m lightning quick,   sometimes my muse is fickle   &   selective,   sometimes i just can’t find the inspo.   i will let you know if i drop a thread,   but i need people to be patient with me.   i’m a slow replier   &   i’m sorry about it.   i wish i wasn’t   –   i wish i had the strength to crank out eighty replies in one night like i did four years ago,   but something happened in me along the way   &   i can’t do that anymore.   DRAMA IS ANOTHER ONE.   lmao drama being shitty anon’s coming into my inbox on a weekly basis as of late   &   trying to start shit with me.   I’M OVER IT.   if you have something to say to me or ask to me,   have enough courage to do it without that grey face concealing who you are.   a couple more small little things that don’t need explanation:   cutting your posts   &   reblogging memes to continue them instead of turning them into new threads.

          reason number three.   writing with me just for ships or forcing ships on me.   it’s a shitty thing to do   &   it’s just.   .   .   shitty,   i don’t know?   i love canon ships   &   that’s okay to do,   but don’t expect me to ship everything.   in fact,   i recently made a list to make sure that everyone knows my otp’s   &   notp’s   –   who i will   &   will not ship with.   that doesn’t go for characters that haven’t interacted or new relationships between characters.   again,   i don’t appreciate is the fact that some people just use me for ships.   but yet again,   i have stated many times i am a ship whore to the extreme,   but if we don’t have chemistry,   i don’t see it happening.

          reason number four.   this one deals with starters.   first of all,   people who do not specify for a muse when i post a starter call is extraordinarily frustrating.   not only because i have over sixty muses,   but because i blatantly say   ‘   if you don’t specify,   you will not get a starter   ’   &   yet,   somehow,   people feel free to just like it   &   never come into my ask or im or just simply comment for a muse?   it makes my end of things stressful for the fact that i have to go over your muses   (   or muse,   especially if you have oc’s   )   &   figure out which character(s) of mine would be best suited.   it’s just something i don’t do anymore   &   i don’t have to apologize for it.   

          another thing that i made a post about the other night was that no one seems to reply to starters that i’ve created for them.   i’d say 85% of the time,   starters that i write go without replies   &   it kind of wears you down after awhile.   i’ve never had confidence when it comes to my writing skills   &   it honestly just kills me when they go days or weeks without replies,   especially if i’ve written several of them for you.   it makes me believe that i am truly a shitty writer   &   makes me want to give up on this entire site.   does that seem dramatic?   probably.   plain   &   simple   :   IT SUCKS.   i’m not about to go around   amp;   message everyone i’ve created a starter for because chances are they’ve seen it   &   ignored it   &   i don’t want to force anyone into writing something they don’t want to.   i’m not that kind of person.   so instead,   i wallow in my own self pity   &   feel like a piece of shit instead.

          reason number five.   i’ve gotten a few comments about how selective i’ve gotten lately   &   that i’m choosing favorites.   truth of the matter is,   because i’ve been frustrated with all of the above,   i have become selective.   i have a choice of who i do   &   do not want to write with   &   it is not my obligation to write with you just because you guilt me into it.   it doesn’t work that way.   if i want to write with you,   you will know.   if i don’t,   you’ll probably know then too.   as for choosing favorites,   i don’t mean to,   but hell yeah i do that sometimes.   everyone does.   we all have partners that we love dearly   &   would go through the ringer for.   sometimes those people get replies way before others   &   that’s because we often talk ooc   &   get to know each other   &   bond over our characters.   this blog   &   lydia’s are my safe place   &   i love getting to know my followers.   i am one shy bean,   but once you deal with my initial awkwardness,   i will become your best friend in a millisecond.   i feel like since i made my follow forever   &   chose a few people to get a special message at the top,   people have been ignoring me.   i’m sorry if you didn’t get a small blurb about how much i adore you because i do.   that doesn’t mean i love anyone more or less because i don’t.   i love   &   adore everyone i write with   &   talk to ooc.   i’m sorry that i chose some people over others.   maybe it was a shitty idea   &   i honestly feel terrible for it now that i’m thinking about it.   i am sorry.   i should’ve added more because a lot of you i consider friends   &   i didn’t mean to upset anyone.

          last,   but not least,   reason number six.   i’ve been getting a lot of shitty anon’s lately   (   my friends have gotten quite a few as well   )   &   that alone gives me the right to be a bitch.   in the past month,   i’ve been told   :   i’m a terrible partner.   i’m a bad writer.   i should delete my blog.   i need to be nicer.   i need to get my shit together.   i’m too selective.   i should’ve choose favorites   &   i’m a terrible person for doing so or whatever your fucking complaint is.   my friends have been told relatively the same things   &   that drives me insane.   (   small note   :   this has also come with a lot of love   &   support from my followers   &   mutuals   &   that makes up for it.   i don’t go actively seeking validation by any means,   but you have no idea how good it feels to know that more people are supportive than negative   )   you don’t talk shit about my friends   &   expect me to not get heated.   i’m been a bitch lately.   &   a few others that i don’t quite recall at the moment.   these alone give me the reason to get frustrated   &   angry.   if we’re being honest,   i like to think that i’m a nice person.   i’ve been told that   &   i feel as if my heart’s always in the right place.   i don’t go around hurting people intentionally by any means.   that’s not who i am.   but i guess it is when i’m defending myself or others,   i do turn into bitter lemon.   it’s not nice to hear terrible things from a coward behind a grey icon.   should i let it bother me?   absolutely not.   does it?   sometimes,   even though i try not to overthink it.   i don’t know how some people   (   i.e.   anon’s   )   expect me not to get upset over these things.   don’t expect me to sit back   &   take it just because you feel the need to be cruel.   this place has been full of negativity   &   hate lately when there’s no reason for it.   if anyone should get their shit together,   it’s the people who feel the need to send anonymous messages.

          this has probably been the longest response i’ve ever given in terms of anon hate,   but i’m not complaining about it.   these are reasons why i’ve been distancing myself from this blog in the past couple weeks   &   why i’ll continue to do so if nothing changes around here.   if you needed reasons as to why i’ve been a bitch lately,   i hope this clears things up for you because i literally made it as simple as possible.  

in response to @redinfernodemon asking “what happened” to make me hate the su fandom now

  • constant, unending discourse
  • su critical blogs and posts around any given corner ready to complain about anything and everything
  • people demonizing characters that the show has portrayed as good, if with a few flaws, just so that THEIR villain characters (cough jasper cough) and flawed ships (cough j.aspidot cough) can look like pure and smol and sweet beans that did nothing wrong
  • ship tags getting flooded with hate just because they conflict with a ship that particular person loves
  • people misreading things and accepting them as canon despite what people who have actual experience in the thing say
  • me getting CONSTANT hate whenever i write ANYTHING steven universe related because i don’t write jasper as a cinnamon roll and i write a lot of l.apidot
  • people treating this silly little cartoon like life and death, sending each other death threats, hating each other, etc.
  • my friends getting hurt by people sending them hate over the su content that they create

basically i don’t think the su fandom deserves any of the immense effort i put into my fics anymore. it doesn’t deserve any effort besides a reblog every now and then.

A Challenge in Three

Picture of Me

This is one of the first pictures I took out on the porch of the Germaine House when Iann was just getting started on the renovations. He was at the back of the house working on something and I had showed up and announced myself by sending this picture. Also I think it’s just a nice snapshot to remember that we took the time to bring the house back to ‘life’ after so long.

Picture of Best Friend

Iann being a smart ass in all his glory. This is what happens when you go out to lunch together and he gets a salad. I’m pretty certain he did this mostly to embarrass me. that or he doesn’t know how to eat salad properly. He’s still my best friend regardless.

Picture of Significant People

It’s hard to imagine my life now without these next two people. They are my family after all. The first one is Lilo when those rune eggs we found in the house bombarded the nursery with more baby clothes and toys than we could ever possibly need. It took a while to get them all moved out and down to the local donation shop, and when we were taking a break Lilo decided to have some fun with it. I snapped the picture because it was too perfect to miss.

The next picture is one of the first times I brought Addie out to The Grove and the Germaine House. She seems really, really happy and comfortable out there. Much wasn’t going on that day, I had just come out for some fresh air and to keep Rags company. He was really excited to see the baby and brought over some flowers that had grown behind the house. I was showing one of them to Addie and she reached up and took it. I know it looks like she’s sniffing the flower, but she tried to put it in her mouth like five seconds later.

@ianncardero @lilo-el-lobo

anonymous asked:

A member of Linkin Park and youre honestly surprised someone like that would kill themselves? That's like being surprised that there are clowns at a circus. I mean who couldve known right? It's not like he wasnt wearing all of those thoughts on his sleeve, still, sad news...i guess...

The whole point of my post was that depression isn’t a sound or a look and someone still manages to send me this. Yes, I am surprised that someone I grew up listening to committed suicide on what would be his recently deceased best friend’s birthday. Sorry, not sorry. Music has always been an outlet for people to let out their feelings so they won’t do anything drastic. Chester clearly loved his children a lot, which is a reason why I didn’t think this would happen, he seemed to be having fun with this new album… Come on.

i talked to him on a wednesday. he sighed on my bed. i was skyping my sister, who was trying to teach me how to knit. i told him i needed to go to bed early, i had a test in the morning. he said he had things to discuss and i’m a patient person so i listened.

this is, i learn, how our “friendship” works. hours of my life become his sanctuary. he texts me constantly. his problems fill up every space in my planner. often he demands my attention rather than asking. i feel bad, because i’m the type to feel bad, so i listen. i offer advice that goes ignored, i sit in contemplative silence even though i should be studying, i nod my head and support him. 

he doesn’t notice i start drinking wine as soon as he shows up. a few times i make the mistake of trying to bring my own problems up. they are always overshadowed by his own, or else i am given an odd supply of uncomfortable comments. “i don’t feel good lately” is met with “a girl as pretty as you isn’t supposed to feel sad.” i say “i don’t like my writing recently” and he spends forty seconds saying i’m beautiful and intelligent and a perfect girlfriend before saying “unlike me, i’m awful” and before i know it, i’m comforting him again. we don’t have real conversations. once, as an experiment, i spend two hours completely silent, just to see if he’ll notice. he doesn’t. 

once he bursts into my room while i’m scheduling my week. he’s taken aback by how much i’m doing. “you look so busy!” he says, “where’s all the time you’re planning on spending with me?” he doesn’t ask about any of my other activities. he knows nothing about my life except that i’m good at listening. i feel myself under a rolling pin. he flattens me out to use me. he punishes me if i don’t give him attention - all i hear is how he is useless without me, how he’s barely holding on, how he doesn’t know what he’d do if one day i was gone. he doesn’t know my middle name. he misses my birthday.

it’s wednesday again. i’ve been drinking. he took some of my wine without asking. he lounges on my couch with his arm casually around me. my actual friends know i don’t like touching. i asked him to move but he just laughed and said “you’re so funny.” he’s too heavy for me to move physically so i just let him lay there, complaining. i stare into space, thinking about the news i got that day. about how my life has changed.

he looks up to me. “can i ask you a personal question?”  

i don’t say “that would be a first,” because my mother raised me to respond politely. i tell him go ahead, as always, i’m listening.

“why do girls like you date jerks?” he asks me.

i stare at him, uncomprehending. he is a runaway train, his mouth still moving. “I just mean,” he says, “you’re all always going after the worst guys like you don’t even see people like me. like i’m always being friend-zoned, even you did it, and you’re one of the only people who is nice to me. but girls like you never say yes to boys like me.”

i don’t know what he’s saying. i’m dating a girl, and he would know that, if he knew anything about me; a clever and talented girl who means everything to me. 

he sighs and sits back when i’m not immediate in responding. “this,” he says, “is what i mean.” looks up with puppy dog eyes at me, “i mean could you ever date someone as awful as me? am i just a friend? am i doomed to be nothing more than the friend to pretty girls?”

we aren’t friends. we aren’t friends. we aren’t friends. 

he moves the topic before i can reply, back to his problems. i text my girlfriend, “men are animals” and she sends me back a poem about how much she loves me. he tries to kiss me when he leaves, and when i duck out of it, i later get sixteen texts on how scared i am of sex. his facebook posts are all about how women don’t know how to find the right men. how we’re blind to the good things. how we don’t see fate when it’s happening. 

he says, “i wrote you something.”

it’s a poem about him.

Be More Chill Themed Asks!
  • Jeremy: Are you in love with somebody?
  • Christine: If you could be any mythical creature which would you want to be?
  • Michael: Are you comfortable in your own skin?
  • Jenna: Are you more of a talker or a listener?
  • Chloe: Do you get jealous easily?
  • Brooke: Who are your best friends?
  • Rich: What's your sexuality?
  • Jake: Are you a theater kid, a band kid, an athlete kid, or a dance kid?
  • Mr. Reyes: What's your dream job?
  • Squip: If you had a Squip, who would yours look like?
Some hilarious writing prompts

Alright so a few days ago I decided to look for some hilarious text posts on tumblr and I laughed so much I just had to write some prompts! (is possible to be customized)
(Send me requests with 1/1+ prompt/s. I write about a lot of fandoms and also a lot of different things : one shots/scenarios/imagines/headcanons/chats/conversations/aesthetics/alomst anything) REQUESTS ARE OPEN!

*1. Do I look like I give a fuck?
*2. Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, shame on you again for taking advantage of my compassionate and forgiving nature! HOw dare you.
*3. Me? Overreacting? Probably.
4. I used to be passive aggressive, but now I’m aggressively passive. Don’t mess with me kiddo. I’ll be right here. I’ll fucking forgive you.
5. A: Whar are you doing?
B: Avoiding.
A: Avoiding what?
B: Everything.
*6. This was impulsive. Probably shouldn’t have done it. WHO CARES?
*7. You’re really cute and it’s ruining my life because I think about kissing you all the time.
8. A: It’s okay, I’m not mad.
    A (5 mins later): Actually? You can go to Hell.
9. I hate people who get personally offended when I’m in a bad mood, likeI’m not mad at you Susan (name), I’m mad at the world!
10. A to A: Bitch, if you actually applied yourself in like…anything, you’d be dangerous ,damn my lazy ass.
11. I don’t know what I’m feeling, but there’s a lot of it.
12. Not to dictate your life, but drop your shitty friends.
13. That sounds like responsibility and I want no part in it.
14. Why am I better than everyone? Jesus, life’s hard.
15. A: How do you make someone holy?
B: You beat the hell out of them.
16. A: I’m amazed of how insignificant we actually are.
B: Not me, I’m important.
17. If anyone can do it, then someone who isn’t me can do it.
18. In the old days of one week ago things were different. Now look at us - slightly older than we were back then, other clothes and such.
19. I’m not going to claim that I know everything, I’m simply going to act like it.
*20. You have to “see it to believe it”, so as long as I’m not looking I don’t have to believe in anything.
21. I’m visualising a powerful mystical energy at the moment.
22. If I don’t learn anything from my mistakes then I don’t have to consider them mistakes in the first place.
23. Why the hell is there always this one weak bitch in the group that isn’t down with murder? No offence though.
24. A: If you ever feel stupid, or weak, or powerless, just remember that I, am not.
B: THanks.
A: You’re welcome.
25. I wanna do dirty stuff with you like farming.
26. A: What are you reading?
B: 10 tips for beutiful hair the Government doesn’t want you to know.
A: wHAT the fuck?
27. A: I’m tired of these constant near-death experiences.
B: (opinional) don’t be a whiny bitch, bitch.
28. Man, how many eye contact until date?
29. God has a favourite comedy tv series and it’s called “my life”.
30. Sometimes all you can say is “yikes” and then just on the fuck on.
31. Why is everyone having their mid-life crisis at like 19?
32. It’s a beutiful day to give me money, honey.
33. Women aren’t complicated, you’re just dumb.
34. Well this social situation isn’t going the way I acted it out in the shower.
35. No offence, but my favourite hobby is staying hydrated and beautiful.
36. I’m actually pretty cool if you give me like 5 tries to get it right.
37. Today I’m feeling cloudy with a chance of sarcastic.
38. Be prapared to add a cute emoji next to my name in your contacts list because you’re gonna love me.

*39.A: Babe, I’m not grabbing your boob, I’m grabbing your heart.
B: That’s my right boob though.
A: Babe.

40.Every machine is a smoke machine if you operate it wrong enough.
41.What makes me feel like a failure the most is when I can’t remember the answet to a Harry Potter trivia question.
42.I hate it when I’m really nice…And then people are just not that nice? Like what the fuck.
43.Don’t look at me in that tone of voice.
*44.Is your name candle? Because I wanna blow you.
*45. So, was that just awkward eye contact, or were we checking eachother out?-

46.You know, having feelings is ruining my reputation of being a heartless bitch.

47.My turn ons? Well I don’t know, maybe some fucking common sense.

48.I may seem like an angry person on the surface, but deep inside I’m actually angrier.

49.I ship me and that boat.

50.Listen. I did mean to make you upset and I do think your opinions are shit. But you’re still my friend so it’s okay.

51.Because my two moods are like glitter and death.

*52.My kink is closing the fucking bathroom door, because no one wants to see you fucking pee!

53.If I go to Hell I’m gonna constantly torture everyone by continuously asking if it’s hot in here or is it just me.

54.Oh my God are you seeing this shit?

55.Graduated top of my class from Hogwarts school of bitchcraft and misery.

56.A (shows up at your door 10 years after we had an argument): aND ANOTHER THING

57.I’ll betray all of you in the Hunger Games.

58.Well, well, well, if it isn’t my old friend, the dawing realization that I fucked up real bad.

59.I’m a screamer. Not sexually, just life in general.


60.I’m not racist, I hate everyone equally.


61.Tell me I’m cute or something, so I can roll my eyes at you, but then blush when I think about it later.


62.You know when your hair is greasy and it makes you feel so bad about yourself? And your entire life. Everything is awful because my hair is greasy.


63.True love is having a crush even when he got a haircut you know.


64.Emotions? You know, I just push my tear back into my eye and tell it “Not now, you little bastard!”.


65.Are we gonna hold hands, or what?


66.My soul leaving my body, but with one of those slide whistle sound effects.


67.A: I love you.

B: What if I got a bowl cut?


68.I should really stop planning my future around being rich or famous…but I can’t.


69.I’m aggressively thibking about having sex with you and trying to keep a straight face at the same time. Do you know hOW hard that is?


70.My opinion is no.


71.Did you fall from heaven, because so did Satan.


72.What to hear a fairytale? Once upon a time you weren’t such a little bitch.


73.Which is messier - my life or my hair?


74.How can you face the problem when the problem is your face?


75.Sometimes I wonder what it feels like to know wHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON.


76.Read a girl who dates books.


77.My hands are cold let me put them in your pants.


78.I’m sorry, you must be at least level 4 friend to unlock my tragic backstory.


79.My therapist once told me that I have this obsession with seeking revenge…we’ll see about that.


80.You have lips, I have lips…interesting.


81.Do my dark undereye circles and unwashed hair turn you on?


/170715 ; a Temporary side note: please for the moment don’t send me requests with the numbers that have a (*). I’ve received so many requests with those, I’m starting to run out of ideas :D Thank you ! / - persuasivus


I brought some oranges to work yesterday but didn’t eat them so this may have happened =D

SKAM S04E09 Clip 3 - Talk about everything

CHRIS: I don’t think you should be worried. I’m sure it’s fine.

VILDE: Yeah.

CHRIS: Yeah.

VILDE: I just have a bad feeling in my tummy.

CHRIS: What’s that supposed to mean?

VILDE: No, I think there’s something wrong.

CHRIS: Something wrong? How do you know?

SANA: Hey, should we contact the police?

VILDE: What if he has killed her?

SANA: He hasn’t killed her.

VILDE: We can’t know that for sure. He has shown violent tendencies in his past and his brother is a psychopath. We don’t know if William is or not - those things are genetic.

CHRIS: Oh my God.. They’re fucking! Stop nagging!

SANA: For four days?

CHRIS: Yeah!

SANA: Without making a sound?

CHRIS: Well I don’t know, I haven’t heard them.

MAGNUS: Hey. Fucking hell, William’s car is so cheesy.

CHRIS: Shocking! She’s alive.




NOORA: William? I have to leave.

NOORA: It’s.. It’s just like.. Okay. Because I feel like we’ve.. Just talked about everything. That.. That we just.. He just opened up completely. Do you understand? I don’t know what I was doing before, but I understand how he thinks now. Sana Bakkoush, this is the best thing you’ve done. Thank you. But hey! Oh my God, how did it go with Yousef?

SANA: I don’t know.

NOORA: But you talked, right?

SANA: I.. Yes, or.. I tried talking to him, but.. He’s going to Turkey and he’s staying all summer and he’s not a Muslim and..

NOORA: But you have to talk to him! Just talk to him before he leaves. Just send him a text. Now!

SANA: I don’t have his number.

NOORA: Then write to him on Facebook.

SANA: We’re not friends on Facebook.

NOORA: But oh my God, Sana! Add him then! Now! Seriously, come on. Yes and then you write: “Do you want to hang out with me?” Sana! I swear I’ll log onto your account and write it myself and hit send. I’m not kidding, you know that.

SANA: Okay.

NOORA: Yeeeeah! Good!

SANA: Oh my God.

NOORA: That wasn’t so hard, was it? You know what, now life is smiling. Now we can do anything we want. And I suggest that we skip. You in?

SANA: Yeah, but I already think we are. Class started a long time ago.

NOORA: Is it true? Oh my God. Yeah, well, then that’s it. I thought it be a bit more difficult.

SANA: Yes.

NOORA: But it feels very natural.

SANA: Maybe because we’ve been good all year.


SANA: Summer vacation starts soon.

NOORA: Yes, now we’ll just go and hide, wait for the summer and wait for the summer.

SANA: What if he doesn’t answer?

NOORA: No! Everything is falling into place now, Sana.

SANA: Yes, it is.

i hate seein people reduce juice to just lunchables, dave strider, comic relief, silly aloof asshole who just wants to talk about SPORTS

this update really forwarded the idea that hes rlly smart and certainly knows shit
he just prefers not to talk about the dismal truth of immortal existence
bitch me too the fuck like id do the same if that were me

you know how yall make memes in times of distress because its a coping thing
thats exactly what football is to juice its like memes
when juice was asking nine, who was pretty much disassociating to high hell from ten’s existential talk, if he wants to watch some 500 football, he was basically saying “want me to send you some of my favorite memes to cheer you up cause they work for me”

juice is a sweetheart alright? hes the big friend of the group that wants everybody to be happy and not dwell on the fact that no human being is curious like a child about making new discoveries anymore and nothing is progressive and everything will stay stationary until the sun dies in 5 billion years

i love juice

anonymous asked:

Being Married to Shawn

  • “I love you.”
  • Shawn still taking you out on dates even thought you’re already married
  • Shawn taking you along on tour with him
  • Not having to be apart as much as you did when you were still dating
  • Waking up next to him every morning
  • Good morning kisses
  • Goodnight kisses
  • Shawn getting along with your family
  • And treating your siblings like they’re his own siblings
  • His family loving you
  • Whenever Aaliyah had a break from school
  • You’d convince Shawn to fly her out to wherever you both were
  • And you’d hang out with her and make sure she was safe
  • Shawn having meetings early on a Saturday morning
  • And you being disappointed because you like to cuddle on weekends
  • But he makes up for it by coming home at 11am with Starbucks
  • Spending long nights in the studio with him
  • Shawn surprising you with weekend getaways
  • “I love that you’re my forever.” 
  • Always being Shawn’s plus one to events
  • Getting a cat together shortly after you’re married
  • Buying Shawn clothes
  • Cooking together
  • Him knowing everything about you 
  • All the scary, hard to love, messed up stuff
  • And still loving you anyway
  • Knowing what he’s like at two am when he’s worked hard all day
  • And what he’s like at two pm on a lazy Sunday
  • Knowing everything about him
  • Choosing to love each other daily
  • Choosing to love each other through all the gritty and hard stuff
  • Knowing that ring on his ring finger is for you
  • And that whenever he sees it he thinks of you
  • Having a sign that was a wedding gift: “The Mendes Family, est. 20__”
  • Wedding pictures in your living room
  • Pictures of the two of you and your families all over your house
  • Your house full of cute decorations that Shawn let you be in charge of 
  • Playfully arguing about who’s turn it was to clean the cat’s litter box
  • Sitting on your kitchen floor eating ice cream at 2am just because
  • Literally just getting to do life with your best friend
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“This is amazing, Shawn” I muttered, my jaw dropping amazed. 

“Dude, it’s dope” Brian agreed, nodding excited. 

Shawn had invited us all around to see his new flat and though the rooms were impressive, Shawn’s view over Toronto beat every view I’d ever seen in my entire life. Even the sunset Brian and I once watched in Sri Lanka didn’t do this one justice.

“Your mother outdid herself finding this” I said, looking out at the CN Tower lighting colourfully up in the dark. 

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