“she is a year ago, she is the ache in the empty the first time you changed your mind, and the last time you were sorry about it she is a city sleeping beside you, warm and vast and familiar, streetlights yawning and stretching,”
yesterday i had kids stay for tutoring and, unless they really need it, i basically run my tutoring as a study hall/catch up space, so i was at my desk and doing my own thing and some kids were chatting
this one kid is gay and out, and he’s talking to another kid and trying to convince him to admit that he’s gay as well, and the other kid is just denying, denying, denying. and like, i don’t know either way, can’t really tell if the other kid is or not, but the first kid was like, “just be confident with your identity! it only took me a couple months to be okay with mine!”
and without even thinking, i kind of blurted, “it took me 35 years to figure out mine.”
now i’m not really out to my kids, but i’m not really not. i just don’t really bring it up and i wear my bi pin on my lanyard. kids who know what it is recognize it and those who don’t just think it’s a pretty pin (which it is, the bi pride colors are the prettiest). i didn’t make an announcement at the beginning of the year or anything. but everything stopped for like 4 seconds and this one girl was like, “your identity? what are you?”
and another girl was like, “you’re bi, aren’t you?” so i nodded. “i KNEW IT!”
and then everyone went back to work like it was nothing.
honestly, why can’t coming out just be this easy all the time? with people who just accept you and move on? so anyway, that’s the story of how i came out to about 8 students and nobody batted an eye
Jughead Jones always saw Archie Andrews as a threat. Everyone loved him. Betty, Veronica, Cheryl, Kevin. Meanwhile Jughead was a loner. People were afraid to approach him. Archie on the other hand, people flocked to. You had been best friends with the both of them for years, but the incident between the two of them forced you to pick sides. After what Archie did, you know you couldn’t forgive him, not yet. If Jughead was wary of Archie, you were beyond paranoid. You knew exactly what went down and didn’t trust Archie one bit. Imagine your frustration when your history teacher paired you up with Archie for the end of the semester project. Joy. You wished you were paired up with Jughead but because he was in a different class, there was no chance of that happening. You decided not to tell him about you and Archie being paired up. Jughead was Jughead and you knew he would be stressed out by it. Despite you attempting to keep it a secret, your boyfriend of ten months found out anyway.
One night, Jughead was walking to your house, preparing to surprise you. He had wanted to hang out with you that night, but you had texted him saying you had too much homework. Jughead, having nothing to do that Thursday night, thought he would come over anyway and try to help you with the geometry you hated so much. What he saw through the living room window boiled his blood instead. He saw you with Archie, the two of you sitting close together, talking about something. Even laughing together. He had to restrain himself from marching right up to your door and beating Archie up (like that could happen.) He left instead, deciding to go to Pop’s, fuming all the way.
The next day at school, you couldn’t find Jughead anywhere. He seemed to have disappeared. Until your off period that is. You were opening your locker, preparing to put your textbooks away when you heard,
“What were you doing with Archie last night?”
You rose your eyebrows at your boyfriend’s jealous tone.
“How’d you know about that?” You asked, turning to him. “Were you stalking me? Because jealousy isn’t cute on you, Jug.”
He shook his head.
“No. You said you had a lot of homework, and I know how you can get when you’re overloaded with work so I decided to come over. Try and help you out. Then I saw you and Archie laughing through your window, and well…” he trailed off, realizing how he actually sounded, cringing at his words.
“Oh, seriously?” you asked, annoyed. “You really think we would do that, Jughead? That I would do that?”
Jughead looked down and you scoffed, putting your books into your locker.
“No, I just—it’s just that—“
“We were working on a history project together. Then we began catching up. He was telling me about football and his music. That’s it.” you said.
Jughead’s eyes popped open.
“We had a history project?” he asked.
You burst out laughing and closed your locker.
“Wow. You were so busy focusing on me and Archie that you didn’t realize we had a project due today worth 25% of your grade. Typical Jughead. Do you even know who your partner is?” you asked, feeling pity for the poor guy or girl saddled with your boyfriend.
He shook his head and said,
“Okay, but I had a valid excuse, I was worried about—“
“If you’re going to keep running your mouth like that, I can think of a few ways to make you shut up,” you said, as you reached out to hold his hand, the two of you walking down the hall.
Jughead grinned slyly at you before you finished your sentence,
“First by helping you with that project! Come on, you have three periods until history. I’m sure there’s some supplies from the art room we can use to pull this thing together!” you called as you ran down the hallway.
Jughead sighed before running to catch up with you. What had he done to deserve such an awesome girlfriend like you?
oh my gosh. i just hit 25k and im about to hit 30k followers?? what. w hat. here’s a little gift from me to u to thank u all for all for all of the unbelievable kindness this blog has recieved. i am so, so eternally grateful for all of the lovely people i have met throughout my past half a year in this community. enjoy (・∀・ )
feel free to use!!!
pls don’t claim as ur own
please like/reblog if you use or save! if it’s not too much to ask, these took quite a bit of time to make and it’ll let me know whether i should create more in the future :-)
Be honest, did you reference some of the move in all of your animations? Alot of them looks familar, especiall that one gif with korra running.
I think you’re the same person, so, please If I not reply before is because I like do a reply with draw for each person who ask me, but If you like an answer I will reply to you.
If you mean this animation was made with reference, is true, I did this one like 5-4 years ago, and I was experimenting, studying some poses from the series. This animation was made in paper and edited with mouse, some time took to me jaja, and I only combine some clips I liked the poses and animation and I made in base of them a new animation.
was really funny made it, more for a girl of 15 years old who was experimenting jaja
But reference Is used always, the animators studies the movements from the reality to make animations. For example I remember an animation where I did the movement in my home to understand how works.
I not used reference from other place, the reference was me doing this movement.
But you can made animations without reference too. After watched so much animes, movies, etc, you have an Idea of how works some movements. so, actually I make some sketch animations from imagination, like this one
Is like when you start to draw, at the start you use some references to make the poses. After you learned the basic information for make poses from imagination, you not use references.
Anon requested: Hello darling! Hope you are doing fine! ;) could I request maybe BTS reaction to seeing you first time in curled hair (your natural hair), because you hate it so much that you straighten it non stop so they even didn’t know that you have curly hair. I don’t know it makes sense, but it’s my personal problem. Having curly hair is hell.
Another request that took too long to get done. Thankfully that was the end of it, I am sorry for taking too long, it’s kinda a bit short as well. Thank you anon for the request, btw I have long, overly wavy hair too, but I haven’t straightened it in like 4 years, too lazy. I feel you tho, enjoy :)
“Oh my God you look so pretty, come here, let me take pictures” he is going to keep talking about it all day, telling you to keep this look on because he loves it.
“There is something different about you today…” he is going to say, not exactly being able to tell what. So when you casually say you don’t have your hair straightened, he’ll look dumbfounded while having an internal struggle like why does she straighten it when it looks this gold.
“Come here and give oppa a hug” but it’s actually just a lame excuse to play with your hair, he will shamelessly ask you to keep it this way as long as he is around, because you look x100 more gorgeous naturally.
When you looked not so confident with your look, namjoon noticed and pulled you in for a passionate kiss, not caring who the hell is in the room, “Just look how perfect my jagiya is!”
“No you can’t be the pretty one in this relationship” he screams while dramatically dropping to the ground, wailing in demand for you to stop blinding him with your beauty and you be like chill man it’s just hair. He put two and two together pretty quickly and put up this act to give you more confidence in your hair.
“Wait here” and then disappeared. No goodbye or anything. He just took one look at you and ran the opposite direction. But when he came back he had loads of hair clips and bunny ears like you look so cute I couldn’t waste this opportunity.
Probably the only member to find it breathtakingly sexy. Biting his lips as he approached you, he pushed your hip into his and whispered in your ear how beautiful you look and that he can’t keep his hands or eyes off you if you keep doing this to him
Description: Grayson seeks out your help to get your friend to fall for him. In exchange for your help, Grayson promises to take care of your freshman brother when it comes to being bullied. What you two didn’t know is that even though helping each other would ideally be beneficial, there would be a series of events that would make you two question whether this was a good deal or a disaster in the making.
Word Count: 2,458
Warnings: Language. Talk about sex.
A/N: So this took me like 500 years to write and post. I truly apologize about the delays in writing this. I have been super busy this past week. This part is a big turning point in the series ;) Hope you enjoy it!
As badly as I wanted to avoid Grayson like the plague, I
couldn’t be that person. I couldn’t be
the person that ran away and hid in the shadows, waiting for the sun to find
me. After we finished swimming, we hiked
back to his place where we relaxed for a bit before I finally made my way home.
whole drive home my mind was foggy, my thoughts slamming into each other making
it nearly impossible for me to sort out what I was feeling. Now, here I was walking next to Grace in the
hall, not paying attention to a single thing she was saying because I was still
confused by what had happened.
you even been listening to me?” Grace’s voice brought be back to reality just
in time to avoid an incoming jock who also wasn’t paying attention to where he
was going. Our shoulders still managed
to collide, causing me to instinctively rub the aching area.
I absent mindedly responded. My eyes
caught sight of Ethan who was walking our way, his eyes locked on mine and his small
smile building into a beam. “Are we
still on for tonight?” I asked Grace, my eyes still on Ethan.
out a deep sigh, “Yeah, but please be mentally present when you come over. You’re being hella weird right now.”
I hummed, walking away without another word.
I’ll see you in the lunch room in a little bit.
I can tell that I’m not needed for whatever is about to happen.” She said
continued to walk past me as I came to a pause, waiting for Ethan to reach
me. I expected him to say something, but
he didn’t. His hand came up, pushing a
hair out of my face and behind my ear.
His eyes were pleading, begging for my help but I wasn’t sure why. He cleared his throat, his head nodding back in
a way to signal for me to look. Slightly leaning to the side, I scanned through
the hall. My eyes finally landed on the
had always had a crush on Ethan. In her eyes,
he was unattainable to everyone but her.
Most guys would pounce all over her if given the chance, but neither
Ethan nor Grayson gave her a second glance.
I had to give her credit though—she had dedication and she hadn’t given
up. I remember her crushing on him
before he and I had even become friends.
going to kiss you,” Ethan explained. “You’re
going to kiss me back. She is going to
get mad, but I know it’s nothing you can’t handle.” And with that he cupped my
face with his hands and gently placed his lips on mine. My eyes shot open, he hadn’t given me enough
time to process what he had said, but I was smart enough to respond, my hands
moving to rest on his sides.
pulled away after a few seconds, pecking me one more time, his hands taking
their time to slide off my cheeks and to his side. Behind him, Corrin was frozen solid, her jaw
dropped to the floor. Her eyes narrowed
in on mine, her fists clenching. Neither
of us would break eye contact, it was the stare down of the year. I wasn’t about to lose.
Please just give us all a break for one day. One day is all I ask.” Mr. Stephens
complained, his head falling back against his classroom door. Both Ethan and I laughed in unison. The amount of times we got in trouble with
Mr. Stephens a week was indescribable. Mr.
Stephens rolled his eyes, returning to his classroom. This caused Ethan and I to laugh even harder,
him bending over, arms wrapped around his stomach.
because making out in the hall is so funny.” A voice growled next to us. Our laughter came to an abrupt halt as soon
as Grayson spoke. “Why would you guys
even think that’s funny. Some of us
would rather not watch softcore porn in the hall.” His tone was deep and
angry. This was not the Grayson I was
used to seeing each day.
man, we didn’t make out!” Ethan put his hands up in defense. “Crazy Corrin was trying to get me to go on a
date with her, like usual, and I just wanted to put an end to it! Why are you so mad?” He retorted.
rolled his eyes, “I’m not mad. I just think
that it’s a bit unnecessary to do that in the hall. We’re in school, c’mon.”
but Y/n and I do shit like that all the time.
I don’t see why you’re mad now.” Ethan continued the argument. Sometimes I wish he would just give it up and
move on. But, he was always one to have
the last word whether you liked it or not.
Everything was a challenge to Ethan.
you’re going to tell me that you kiss in public regularly? Bullshit.” Grayson raised his voice.
crap you two! Cool it! Especially you, Grayson! What’s your deal?” I finally snapped. It wasn’t like us as a group to argue. Gray and E may argue behind the scenes, but
they never really did it in front of me.
And, usually when they argue, it’s Ethan doing most of the talking and
Grayson brushing off everything he says.
Grayson murmured. “Let’s just go to
lunch.” Ethan and I exchanged glances before following behind him. We kept our distance the whole way. Honestly, we kept our distance the rest of
the day because his attitude never let up.
just say this… boys when they’re mad is worse than I have ever been while on my
when Grace and I entered her bedroom, I dropped my bag on the floor and
launched my body onto her bed. I crawled
under her covers, folded the pillow under my head, and allowed myself to relax
even though I didn’t need to. Ethan gave
Theo a ride home and I had no homework.
My worries were no more and I just wanted to lounge around.
out of my bed!” Grace demanded. I faked
a snore, ignoring her. “Honestly, you do
this each time you come over.” I could hear her shuffling closer to me. She shoved my shoulder repeatedly, but was
not successful. My snoring only grew
louder. “Get up!” she shouted.
rolled off the bed, landing on the ground with a loud thud. A groan escaped my lips but was over powered
by the sound of Grace’s laughter. I soon
joined her, pushing myself up from the ground and into a crisscross position
next to her bed.
how have you been?” Grace asked, sitting on the floor with me.
smiled, unsure of why she was asking this question. “What do you mean? We see each other almost every day.” I let
out a small chuckle.
shrugged, “We see each other at school, Y/n.
We haven’t hung out outside of school in a couple weeks. You always seem to be with Grayson!”
right. I had focused all my time on
helping Grayson earn her attention that I had put our friendship on the back
burner. Grace and I had been inseparable
for years and it wasn’t normal for us to spend this much time apart. Guilt washed over my face when I noticed the
unavoidable pain in her eyes. We were
really all each other had.
and I were each other’s only friend growing up.
People made fun of Grace because her family couldn’t afford new clothes,
she wore oversized glasses, and her older sister was notorious for causing
trouble around town. I was the only one
who wouldn’t desert her. I was the only
one to stay by her side. Little did
people know, Grace’s father would work his way up in a small business that
would eventually boom and he would become a top CEO after taking the business
all of that happened, Grace’s appearance totally changed, her sister’s anger
had subsided, and their family had become stabilized. Grace had always been beautiful, that beauty
was just hidden beneath all her pain.
But now she exuded confidence and each day she was radiant. The boys ogled over her and the girls wanted
to be her. But the best thing about
Grace was that she didn’t care about all of that. She was focused on family, academics, and
friends. And lately, I hadn’t been a
sorry, Grace. Gray and I have just been
working on something together. I sort of
let it consume my time and that wasn’t fair to you. I promise it wasn’t intentional.” I
okay! It’s okay! I was just afraid that we were drifting apart
and I don’t want that, Y/n.” she smiled, taking my hands in hers. “Just don’t leave me behind like that ever
again! I mean I love Ethan and
everything, but man can that boy talk.
Also, he always wants to do the WEIRDEST things. You and Gray left us in the dust!”
smile stretched from ear to ear, “I promise I won’t leave you in the dust ever
again.” We locked pinkies, “And yeah E is an oddball, but that’s what makes him
like him?” Grace wiggled her eyebrows as she unclasped our pinkies. “I heard about your make-out session in the
hall! Why didn’t you tell me?” she gave
me a look of disappointment mixed with mischief.
my tongue out, “No. No, no, no. Ethan is my best friend!” Grace raised her
eyebrows, “He’s my second-best friend,” I corrected, “He kissed me to get
Corrin off his ass. She’s like a leech;
she just won’t let go.”
she drug out her words, indicating that there was more to the situation.
not lying! Me and Ethan dating is a no
go.” I clarified, waving me hands in the air.
“A no go!” I reiterated.
okay! But, pull a stunt like that again
and I really won’t believe you.” She warned, standing up. I mimicked her actions, following her to her
closet. “Help me choose something to
wear to my daddy’s business dinner tomorrow night.”
started to sift through her clothes hanging in her oversized walk-in closet. I swear she has enough clothes to wear a
different outfit each day for a year without repeating one. I never complained though because she let me
borrow whatever I wanted from her whether it was new or one of her favorite
talk of our friendship and how weird Ethan is had distracted me from something
I had promised to do. I had promised
Grayson that I would talk to Grace about him.
I was reluctant to because I had just talked to Grace about focusing
more on our friendship, and here I was getting ready to bring up Grayson. Whether I wanted to do it or not, I had to
keep up my end of the deal. This all
better work out in the end.
do you think about Grayson.” I blurted out, trying my best to act casual about
“Grayson? What do you mean what do I think about him?”
she said as she continued to pull dresses from the rack. She held out a pink fitted dress with a lace
pattern on it. I shook my head no and
she immediately returned it to its place.
“Well, you two always seem to be
hitting it off. Are you interested in
him at all?” I pulled that out of my ass.
Grayson was trying to make it so that they would ‘hit it off’ but he had
yet to achieve that goal.
She snickered, “I’ve never really
thought of Gray that way. Are you sure
you aren’t just asking me because I asked if you like Ethan?” she challenged
“No! I really think you two would be good
together!” I defended. I wasn’t sure
that I really believed what I had said.
Did I really want them to be together?
She stopped what she was doing and
gave me her full attention, “Grayson and I, huh?” she tapped her chin, “I don’t
know. Guess it never really came across
my mind. He is super sweet and really
cute, but I feel like we are too good of friends to ever really be anything
“Don’t knock it till you try it.” I
“Just like you knocked Ethan?”
My eyes widened to the size of
tennis balls, heat rising to the surface of my cheeks. “I never should have told you about that.” I
shook my head.
She roared with laughter, “Okay,
but all jokes aside. Do you really think
Gray and I would be good together?” she genuinely seemed interested. I wanted to scream ‘NO’ but I couldn’t. I wouldn’t.
To me, my friend’s feelings come before mine and if I were to say
anything like that, I would potentially hurt Grace’s feelings and would truly
“Yeah.” I said using a light tone.
smiled a childish grin, “Maybe…”
“So, what did she say?” Grayson’s
eager voice asked through the phone. He
had been texting me all evening waiting for me to respond about my conversation
“I’m not answering you until you
apologize for your ridiculous outburst earlier today.” I told him, packing up
my backpack for the next day as my phone rested between my jaw and shoulder.
He sighed through the line, “I’m
sorry. I’m sorry that you and Ethan
chose to make-out in the hall like idiots.”
“WE DIDN’T MAKE-OUT!” I shouted
nearly dropping my phone.
“You did! It was disturbing!”
“Whatever.” I grunted. “Either way you had no right to be mad about
He let out a sarcastic chuckle, “Ethan
just needs keep his distance from… never mind.
How about we just talk about it tomorrow, yeah?” he cut our conversation
short. Well this went from 0 to 100 real
quick. I didn’t know asking for an
apology would upset him this much.
“Sure…” I responded quietly.
“Okay.” He was almost in a whisper
now. “See you tomorrow.”
“See you tomorrow.” I matched his
tone. He hung up, leaving me confused
I sat on my bed, my phone still in
my hand, eyebrows furrowed in thought. I
wanted to call him back and ask him what’s wrong. But I didn’t.
Instead, I called Ethan, and cried… not knowing what I was crying about.
Hi can I request a drabble? 10 & 22? Congrats on the milestone!! 😍
You blinked as you stared at the two young boys, sitting on the park bench in front of you. One with dark blond, one with chestnut hair, eating ice cream. And, even though it’s been decades, you still recognized Sam and Dean in an instant.
Frowning, you looked around yourself. The sun was shining. birds chirping, the grass was crispy green and the wind moved the crown of the large trees surrounding you. The odd thing was that there was no one else around. You looked back at Sam and Dean, and they looked so young and tiny. It’s just a dream. Right? This isn’t real, it can’t be. You gawked with round eyes at them. Then, Sammy’s voice brought you back from your thoughts.
“Can I taste the strawberry ice cream?” He looked at you with warm hazel eyes.
You looked down in your hand and saw the paper cup containing ice cream. Then you looked up at your brothers, who were looking back at you, and you were surprised that they could see you. As far as you could tell, you looked very out of place, sitting cross-legged on the grass in front of them - because you were still your adult size. But, to your confusion, they didn’t seem to notice.
“Yeah, sure,” you replied and reached out the cup.
Sam stuck his plastic spoon in, and as he did so, Dean quickly took a scoop as well.
“Hey!” You exclaimed, surprised. And then you realized, this wasn’t just some made-up dream, this was a memory.
“Sorry, sissy.” Dean laughed, his voice now in a much higher pitch. “You can have some of mine.”
“Don’t call me sissy, it makes me sound like I’m 2 years old,” you retorted, although your voice soft and a smile on your face because you realized how fast you fell into the old conversation of your memory.
“Well, you are only 4 years old, so,” he responded. And then he held out his ice cream towards you. “Here, taste it.”
You know how those kids’ cartoons taught you to pinch yourself to wake up? Yeah, you tried that. But, no, I’m still here. You didn’t know why, but you seemed stuck in this memory. But, hey, at least it was one of the good ones.
“That won’t work here.”
The voice startled you, making you flinch, almost dropping your ice cream. You looked up in the direction it came from, and saw Dean - adult Dean - towering over you.
“Sorry, sissy, it’s just me.” He smiled down at you, but then his eyes wandered to his younger self and little Sammy on the park bench, chatting about which was the best ice cream flavor. “That feels like another lifetime, huh?”
“It does,” you began to stand up, and Dean reached out a hand to help you. “So, where are we?”
You looked at Dean as you asked. You couldn’t know for sure that he knew, but something about his calmness told you he did.
“Heaven.” He drew his eyes away from the boys, and looked into your eyes. “We’re in Heaven.”
LoliRock Appreciation Week - Day 6 (Favorite Ship)
I can’t believe something this short and fluffy took me all day *cries* I wanted to do a zaxina companion piece but shortaki week starts tomorrow and i still have to color 4 more pages for my publisher so shhhh
I wanted to do something sweet since all my work is like 13 year old in hot topic level edge lmao i’ve always had this hc that whenever he goes somewhere, Mephisto always makes sure to bring back a flower to surprise her with; she usually finds them in her books or on her work desk. He likes to surprise her, but everytime he goes back to Zaterra, he always brings her a flower from his mother’s private garden that he upkeeps. Yesterday we talked about how Praxina and Mephisto are each others true home; I’d like to think Zack and Talia are their home away from home :)
I could go on about them, but I’ve been here for 2 years and I’ve explained it too many times so instead, I’d like to say thank you for your support for both myself and LoliRock. These two got me through a time where my family and myself where devastated. I’m truly thankful for this show and how it helped me personally. We’re getting close to that 600 mark @ask-talisto and i just feel so blessed to have so many of you with me. You guys really helped this ship sail and I love you guys so so much!
Prompt: Loosely based on the song Can’t help falling in love
Word count: 1,829
A/N: So much fluff you might die
I walked in to see her in nothing but my worn out t-shirt and panties. She was jamming out to some weird remix playing on the radio, shouting her made up lyrics off-key. I couldn’t keep in my chuckle as she excitedly rocked her air guitar and whipped her hair like she was a rockstar from the 70s. I made my way to the kitchen and wrapped my arms around her energetic body, making her jump a little.
“Luke. You scared me to death dude.” She breathed, getting tired from her previous “rock show”.
“When will you stop calling your boyfriend dude?” I chuckled, pressing my lips to her sweaty forehead.
“Never.” She poked her tongue out teasingly while running away from my grasp. I shook my head at her childlikeness before rushing towards her, scooping her up and throwing her down onto the couch.
“Alright Titch. I still need to work on some stuff, but I’ll come down soon and help you with dinner okay?” I pecked her pouty lips before walking to my office.
“Daddy! You put them in too long!!” Kida and Marie whined. Well, mainly Kida since Marie was only 4 and didn’t really understand how burning the marshmallows were a bad thing. Kida being 6 and headstrong like her mother, scolded me for burning them and Marie followed her example by putting her hands on her hips and giving me a very terrifying look for a 4 year old.
“I know, princesses. I’ll make up another batch.” I said trying to appease them. They seemed satisfied with that answer and stopped glaring at me. I sighed in relief and started on melting more marshmallows making sure to pay extra attention to them so they wouldn’t burn. I already had the other ingredients out to make the oreo rice krispie treats.
I took the marshmallows out and and had the girls help me mix everything together. We put it in the pan for it to set then we started on our second project, Pudding Monster packs.
We started off with making a big batch of vanilla pudding that I had to stop the girls from eating. We put them in five separate bowls, giving each bowl a different color before putting them in little half cups.
Next was the fun step, we all went to the table and I gave all of us sharpies. We each had an equal amount leaving some for you when you got home. We drew faces on the cups and made them into monsters.
We made all sorts of monsters and once the faces were done we put a layer of sprinkles on top just for fun. The girls and I had fun and set them in the fridge after we made their faces.
After that, I started cutting the set Rice krispie treats into different shaped tombstones. The girls were coloring in a coloring book so I wasn’t paying too close attention, until I heard Marie start meowing. I turned around to find Marie coloring her nose with the sharpie, having already drawn whiskers on her face.
“Fuck! No!” I dropped the knife onto the Krispie treats and quickly came over to grab the sharpie from her then the one from Kida as I noticed she was drawing tiger stripes on her arm. I picked up mine too and put them in a drawer.
Fuck…. The girls were scary but you, you were a whole new level of scary and you were going to kill me for this. Oh god… what was I going to do?
“Okay princesses… bathroom!” I told them and ushered them in there. I set Kida on the toilet and took a washcloth out. I got it wet and put soap on it, I took Kida’s arm and gently tried to get the stripes off.
After about a minute of trying, nothing happened and I stopped. I set the washcloth down with a sigh. I wasn’t even going to try with Marie. I was definitely dead as soon as you got home which apparently was now since the front door was opening.
“Mommy!” Kida and Marie screamed and ran to greet you. I trailed behind slowly.
“What happened to you two?” I heard you laugh, and I smiled. Maybe you wouldn’t be mad. I saw you kneeling next to the girls with a smile. “My little monsters, giving daddy a heart attack, huh?”
The girls giggled and you laughed too. Apparently all three of you knew me way too well. You picked up Marie and put her on your hip while taking Kida’s hand and lead them to our bedroom. I followed behind and watched as you set them on the bed. Going to your vanity, you grabbed makeup remover and somehow managed to gently wipe off the sharpie.
“Oil based makeup remover.” You answered the question you knew I had. You smirked at me and winked.
“I love you.” I told you.
“I love you too.” You smiled and blew me a kiss, the girls giggled at that.
“Momma! We made you treats!” Marie told her.
“You did?” You asked excitedly. “Well, let’s go see!” You helped them off the bed after you finished wiping the sharpie off. They each took one of your hands and lead you to the kitchen, you pecked my lips quickly as you passed.
They showed you the monster pudding cups first which you adored. Then the showed you the krispie treats that I hadn’t even finished cutting. You laughed and had me and the girls sit at the table. You finished cutting the treats then grabbed the icing I already had made.
You brought them both over and separated them evenly for the girls and then took some for us. You brought our plate over and sat on my lap, kissing me softly. I smiled and pulled you into a deep kiss.
I need to vent to someone but like.. Just ignore me?? I really love the Preds. They're like my second favorite team. But then there's this person that I strongly dislike that claims they love the Preds... Even though they don't watch any hockey. This person used to be my friend until she got kinda borderline psychotic. But like, she loves to copy me and my every move. Has been for 4 years. And I just.. This just makes me not want to like the Preds or hockey in general and I hate this so much
My best advice is don’t let someone else ruin your happiness and don’t let someone make you dislike something that makes you happy. If it’s possible, I would just ignore her. There was a girl like this to me a few years ago (she for real moved to the town next to mine in the summer) and I stopped following her on social media and tried my best to avoid her and now I barely see her anymore, and I still like what I did despite her trying to wiggle her way into my life like that. Try not engage with her if possible.
Anyway here are some cute Preds to show you how wonderful they are and that you shouldn’t let someone like that make you dislike these precious guys
and never forget the iconic win against the San Jose Sharks last year in playoffs in triple OT
Just know that the Preds fam loves and supports you 💛💙
This is a very simple and small spell that I’m sure a lot of you know and you maybe already used it in your own way, but for me it has been very beneficial. As a newbie witch I’m just taking little steps into the witchcraft, but things like this are making me feel better and more powerful day by day.
The spell involves following these steps:
1. I do my coffee or my tea as I have been doing these last years.
2. Then I took my cinnamon pot and I spread exactly three times in my coffee or tea.
3. Next I visualize my intent taking my time on it, imagining exactly what I want.
4. Finally, I say the next phrases with a quiet voice:
“For this three times, I want to feel better.
For this three times,
I pray you to give me some energy.
For this three times,
I want to have a very nice day”
5. Plus, I usually mix the ingredients clockwise.
This spell is not a miracle and I know that it’s not the best words, but for me it’s been wonderful. And even when I don’t have spoons, the mornings that I just can say “please help me” it works too! So I recommend it to all of you if you didn’t have a morning magic routine :)
Thank you for reading me sweeties <3
The picture is from pexels.com, but I have to say that I have almost the same coffee maker! :D
- One of the best episodes of the entire series. Not just season, but series. Intense from start to finish. 7B: the season of NO DAMN FILLER. Well, aside from Jenna’s dress and Addison… but my gosh it feels good to tune in to episodes weekly where it’s just intense from start to finish.
- TWINCER VIBES!!! Right after I post this, I’m going to go edit my Twincer theory post. We got so much in this episode. “Spencer” hooking up with Toby AND had a scar on her. Why would Spencer have a scar? We would know about a dangerous event Spencer did. But no. That has no explanation. Our Spencer does not have a scar. Also, “Spencer” was dressed in full black, almost like she just took her hoodie off and is wearing the underlay (like Aria was). Also, “Spencer” gave the girls new phones. Last time that happened, it was Mona giving Hanna a new phone, and Mona was A. I will DIE if Twincer is actually present right in front of our eyes, like attending the group meetings. And overall Spencer just wearing different clothes across the episode.
BIG EDIT that’s what happens when I stay up late to watch the episode.. I forget the basics. Happened last week too. Spencer got the scar from the windshield when Archer was killed, or from the gunshot wound. I think I got a bit ahead of myself with the Twincer theory stuck in my head!
- “Spencer” says to Toby “you know what its like to be the outsider. Removed from friends and family”. What made her say this? Nothing was said or done in this episode to prompt our Spencer to say this. Twincer?
- Mona Mona Mona. Ok, she comes in with answers regarding Aria. Good on her. But, there comes a point where “she’s Mona” isn’t gonna cut it. HOW did she find out it’s Aria? You saw her in the Brew holding an envelope… ok?? And?? Anyway. If they spent time explaining that, there would’ve been less time for the rest of the episode. Whatever, I get it. But it did slightly annoy me that the way they worked out Aria is involved is because Mona worked it out without telling us how.
- Mona is not AD!! She probably killed Charlotte.
- I liked the way the story with Aria’s betrayal paned out. Guys, I couldn’t even handle seeing arguments within the group over someone being an A minion… imagine if a liar was ACTUALLY AD. This episode just confirmed for me why, throughout all the years on here, I’ve been so against the theories that a liar is A. I don’t think there’s a lot of evidence and clues nor would it make sense but mainly I wouldn’t be able to handle it.
- They were VERY angry at Aria but honestly they had the right to be. Aria wasn’t just sending meaningless “I’m watching you” texts. She actually did shit. Bad stuff. And in my mind I was WAITING for Spencer to go up to her and apologise because Spencer, of them all, should get it. And she did!! I was so happy. That was good logical choices for these characters.
- Wait so is Marco gone for good? I was not shocked he took the case off. To me that shows he cares about Spencer and doesn’t have the guts to arrest her, which means all of Spencer’s condescending talk to him worked! Good one Spence.
- Welcome back Tanner. I love her. Tanner gets shit done. Her return brought me right back to 4A when she made a quote that 4 years later I still love - “I want to find out what it is about those 4 pretty girls that attract so many corpses” (or something like that).
- Spencer did make a good point: why is Tanner so quick to assume the worst of the girls, when Tanner did learn and witness firsthand that there have been people trying to bully and harass the girls? In this case, the girls are guilty, but Tanner doesn’t know that… why can’t this be another framing, like last time? I believe the writers did a small error in character judgment. Tanner shouldnt be assuming the worst of the girls even amongst all the evidence. Someone frickn built a dollhouse for them once. If I were Tanner, I would consider that something similar is going on. Again, it isn’t - the girls did kill someone - but Tanner doesn’t know that.
- Loved the element of a timer throughout the episode. That was a formula for a successful episode from 701 so it was a nice addition.
- I thought it was nice that no one said “Hanna you killed him, you give yourself in”. I kind of expected the writers to take that easy route. But, they didn’t, which is good, because that wouldn’t be true to the characters. I loved that scene where they all talk about each of their own contributions that lead up to that. Sure Hanna pressed the accelerator but how did they get there? All of them.
- Oh Aria. Your keys are in the trunk. Good luck driving off without having to open the trunk again. I think my car would start, as long as the keys are detected to be IN the car, but maybe it doesn’t work if they keys are in the trunk? PLL logic, idk.
- I don’t know about anyone else but Aria’s phone calls with AD didnt make me cringe for once. Unlike the FaceTime calls. I thought the calls were actually creepy. But I’m probably the only one.
- You all know I’m here for the mystery and not the romance but my gosh did I appreciate the ships. All of them. The ending montage of all ships was just beautiful. I got a bit teary! (Because I know in 13 days this is all gone.) I don’t think a scene with the ships has gotten to me like that for probably years. No, definitely years. They nailed that.
- NEXT WEEK!!! FFS CAN THEY STOP SPOILING THEIR OWN SHOW IN THE PROMO. I would’ve DIED if they told us who killed Charlotte, without having expected it! Now I know it’s coming and it won’t be a massive shock when they reveal it was Mona Oh and the “who’s coming for you” scene is being played next week.. 90% chance it’s just a dream. Ugh. Because who is possibly coming for Ali ?? They’re all in trouble? And why would she call herself Mrs Rollins? I can see them taking the easy way out and calling it a dream.
- Overall, honestly that was a 10/10 episode. Screw answers, they’re coming in 2 weeks. Heck, some even next week. Just judging it based on what it was, that was PLL at its absolute best. A LOT of mystery, and even good romance. Less than 2 weeks to go!
Hey! Do you have any advice for public speaking? I'm in high school and I really want to be a physician, but my stage fright is terrible and I'm worried it'll seriously hurt me if I want to enter medicine.
Hi anon, I do! Mostly because I used to be SO TERRIFIED of public speaking. I still get a bit nervous, but thanks to a lot of guidance and trial and error, I’m getting better.
I’ll start by saying it won’t seriously hurt your ability to get into medicine; no part of the application will evaluate your public speaking skills. However, building the confidence and skill of public speaking is helpful to every profession, no matter what.
Here are somethings that have really helped me over the years!
1) Practice. A lot. I practice all my public speaking things, short or long. I will take aloud to myself, to toys, to my friends, to my classmates. I time myself to make sure I don’t go long (because I’m a rambler)
2) SLOW. DOWN. When I get nervous, I talk fast. I make it a point to remind myself to take breaths and slow down consciously. I also remind myself to enunciate more than I would during an average conversation. That way, I won’t sound like I’m mumbling quickly.
3) Make opportunities to do public speaking. Public speaking class? I took it. Debate team? I signed up. Drama/acting classes? I took them. Singing classes? Yeah that helped my public speaking too! I’m at baseline shy and self-conscious and I have spent years cultivating the helpful aspects of extroversion and dispelling my self-consciousness. Doing these things put me out there and taught me how to be more comfortable when the eyes were on me, and they have helped my public speaking as well.
4) Learn from others. Ask those who are good at it what they do. Watch you tube videos, read books. Do the research, then pick and try strategies that sound interesting to you!
^ this is probably the deepest stuff i’ve written, and please excuse my typos i wrote it in like 2 minutes. also math analysis h = precalculus honors. (h= honors)
It’s up to you to decide if you are willing to work hard and put in the effort and time to get straight A’s
If you don’t get straight a’s it doesn’t mean you're dumb, everyone is talented in their own way.
Getting straight a’s doesn’t make you happy (many people fail to see that there are many other factors in your happiness besides your grades)
It’s not the end of the world if you don’t achieve a 4.0 gpa (Just keep calm and carry on // work harder and try again.)
It’s just a letter, your grades don’t define you (Your happiness is more important than some letter on a piece of paper)
“BELIEVE YOU CAN, and you’re halfway there” - Theodore Roosevelt.
This guide isn’t perfect, and i’m not going to tell you that it is. But i do know that no guide in tumblr will ever help you unless you actually care, unless you want to put the effort, unless you try.