unhealthy crap

Swear to gods

If I see any Marisha-hate on my dash tomorrow, or any “Vaxleth is pure and sweet and Perc’ahlia is dirty and unhealthy” crap, I’m blocking you. I’m done with that shit. 

I used to have patience with people. I used to just roll with things and put up with people who spouted off stuff that made me angry. I kept my head down and I just wanted people to like me. 

I’m done. I’m so done. I’m done with people who hate on Marisha. I’m done with people who think Keyleth is a pure innocent flower who got corrupted by Vax. I’m done with people who think a woman who’s assertive about what she wants sexually is somehow a bad thing. I’m done with people who think a new relationship with some sexytime shenanigans is immature. I’m done. I’m so done. 

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cheating is cool now, I guess? this woman is so ridiculous, she creates drama on twitter (where her stans are ready to back her up) every time she feels “disrespected” = someone doesn’t think the abusive and all-around unhealthy crap she wrote is Peak Literature.

I could psychoanalyze her need to be the ass-kissed boss of everything, but I’ll just say she’s a bully and a sore loser. she can’t accept them not making the show shitty like her books because it makes her look bad (and rightfully so).

I Don’t Get Sick

Characters: Sam x Reader, Dean, maybe Cas but I’m not sure

Word Count: 1,737

Warnings: Sickness but other than that, fluff

Request:  I’m having bad stomach aches and threw up a few times in the night. Can you do an imagine where Sammy’s girlfriend got a stomach bug and he takes care of her? I find imagines comforting and yours always lift my spirits when I’m down.

Author’s Note: Please, send in requests because I love reading them and I love writing them! If you would like to be tagged in my future fics and my Series Rewrite that is coming soon, let me know and I’ll add you!

Feedback is always appreciated

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Originally posted by awkwardsamw

There was a lot of shit you went through on a daily basis. You’ve gotten stabbed in the stomach, shot in the arms, possessed by demons, almost got your heart froze from dick of a spirit, got your soul taken from you, and most importantly, went to hell.

You just never figured that a damn stomach bug would be the death of you. You’ve lived one hell of a life and you knew the Hunter life would be the reason that you died. But damn, you were in so much pain right now. You’d rather be in hell than to endure this pain.

You’ve lost count on how many times you threw up and how many buckets you could have filled with your tears. You refused to let anyone see you because you were supposed to be this badass hunter so how would it look if someone caught you weakening by a damn stomach bug.

You didn’t even know what you ate but you blamed Dean. He was always bringing home that unhealthy crap from diners and fast food restraints and you must have gotten it from one of those places. You decided that you needed to start eating more like Sam but how could you do that when the mere thought of food had you throwing up?

You wouldn’t even let Sam in to see you even though he was your boyfriend of almost 3 years. He’s seen you at your best and what he thought was your worst. No, this state you were in was your worst. Your hair was knotted; your eyes and cheeks were puffy. Your lips were cracked; your throat was sore and your muscles were sore.

The pain in your stomach was starting to get unbearable and you knew you would need assistance from one of the Winchesters. Forget Dean, he would probably help you for a bit but then tease you about how you’re feeling. Castiel wasn’t answering prayers or his cell so he was useless. So, Sam was the only one left. You hated the idea of him seeing you like this but you were in so much pain.

“Sam!!!” You yelled. You were crying, holding your stomach. You couldn’t move, otherwise you would go find him yourself. You let out a loud sob, tears rolling down your cheeks freely.

“Sam!!” You sobbed louder. Putting pressure to your stomach made it fell a little better but you couldn’t seem to focus on that. Pain demanded to be felt and you were feeling this one alright. The door busted open and Sam walked in, worry etched on his face.

“Shit, Y/N, why didn’t you come to me sooner? I thought it was just an upset stomach.” Sam rushed to the bed and sat besides you, putting a hand on your burning forehead.

“Sam, please do something. It hurts so bad. I can’t even more right now. Please Sam, it hurts.” You cried, not caring how you sounded or what you looked like. All you wanted was the pain gone.

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  • okay but neil and andrew going grocery shopping
  • and it’s during that period of time where the ‘Minyard-Josten rivalry’ is a thing
  • andrew, due to the fact that he gives basically negative fucks about this, literally just sits in the cart
  • he fits cuz he’s only smoll at 5′0
  • so neil has to push the cart around with him in it and just puts groceries on top of him
  • and neil actually tries to listen to the team dietitian so he’s consulting a list of stuff he needs
  • meanwhile, andrew is just grabbing any sugary, unhealthy crap he can reach on the shelves
  • sometimes though he just tips items onto the floor just to be a little shit
  • when an employee comes over to tell andrew to get out of the cart he just stares them down
  • when the employee looks at neil for help he just kinda shrugs so they walk away before andrew murders them
  • a fan definitely sees them and takes a photo
  • which ends up in the news with headlines like ‘Minyard-Josten Rivalry Over: From Enemies to BFFs’
  • Neil gets a text from Kevin that day being like “u shouldn’t let him eat all that junk food. it’s gonna poorly affect his playing”
  • Neil replies with a photo of Andrew flipping of the camera while eating a tub of ice cream 
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I don’t know what it is about @thebeutifulsunriseofmoi​‘s requests but they’re always a challenge. In all honesty I hadn’t heard this song before and I found it tricky to put to a fic but with a little hard work I managed to put this together. I hope you guys enjoy it!

Prompt: Hola,Mi Amigo! I would like to request a song fic. By the song Towards the sun by Rihanna. Loki x Reader by the way. You can do the rest I just wanted this song fic and give you the plot!😘You’re Lovely.

“Towards the Sun”

Stark Tower was your favourite place as of late. Your older brother didn’t often let you visit – on account of the mischief you were renowned for causing (though nobody had ever proved that the incident with the tissues had anything to do with you) but your landlord had recently evicted you and with nowhere else to go, Tony had buckled, letting you live in the tower until you could find alternative residency.

Apparently you weren’t the only new tenant. Loki had been brought back to Earth on probation with Thor – the team was hoping that he might be able to help with the search for his sceptre. In fact, the two of you had gotten close, both feeling like you lived in the shadows of your severely successful brothers.

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in other news

someone come force-feed me avocado toast and peanut butter banana smoothies so i can stop eating unhealthy crap

*over-eating unhealthy crap

really wearing out that single serve blender lol 

Sassy (Helpful?) Advice for the Homestuck Classes

((Warning: Classes will be stereotyped! Accuracy may not apply.))


Witches: Ok I love you guys, but chill. You guys are all happy and bubbly one second, but the second one thing happens that you don’t approve of, you guys get so bent out of shape until the issue is resolved. Things are gonna happen that you can’t control. Live with it! (Don’t kill me.)

Princes: Oh my god, you guys are an enigma back and forth. Take a nap or something! You don’t have to be so stubborn about everything. You guys are going to end up going into some sort of breakdown if you don’t just relax and take a breather for a second.

Thieves: I need you to stop. Stop thinking about yourself for a second, please. You are doing a great job I’m sure, but you need to let everyone else do their job now. Please stop popping out of nowhere and sticking your nose where it doesn’t belong too, it’s annoying.

Knights: Your feelings are valid! You are not a burden! You are actually doing a better job than half of your friends probably! You need to come into terms with your issues! Check yourself before you wreck yourself please! We care about you! Stop hiding what you don’t like about yourself!!!

Maids: You are so much much better than this, I promise you. You need to let go whatever it is that you are relying on so much and stand on your own two feet for once. Your life is going to suck for a bit but it’ll be worth it, trust me. And besides, I’m pretty sure whatever you are so attached to is probably unhealthy as crap anyways.

Mages: Ok we get it. You’ve probably been through a lot. We know you are like, basically an expert at this, but you cannot act like you know everything. I’m sure there are still things you don’t know and you should probably stay open-minded if you want to be respected. Just Saying.

Seers: You seriously need to stop reading into everything! There is not a deeper meaning to every single thing you see. Sometimes what you see is what you get. And plus, I’m pretty sure half of all that is fake anyway so stop believing every single “fact” you find.

Sylphs: Leave it alone! Don’t touch it! It’s fine, seriously! You need to leave well enough alone, please I beg you! It was fine the first three times you messed with it, now you need to move on with your life. I get that it’s really bugging you but if it’s not your place to mess with it. Don’t mess with it!

Pages: Ok stop. Think about what your doing. Is this a good idea? Do you really think that this is a good idea. Because I love your enthusiasm and all but I don’t think you understand this situation you’re in quite yet. Once you actually know what you’re doing come back and try again because I don’t want to see you embarrass yourself.

Rogues: Oh my god, stop complaining. You get what you get and you don’t make a fit. I’m pretty sure you can do whatever you need to do. You just need to stop whining, get off your butt and do it. Stop taking yourself so for granted. You can do it.

Bards: Look buddy, I know you’re like on the verge of a meltdown. But you seriously need to confront whatever you are pushing off. Yeah, I know it’s gonna suck but it’s coming rather you like it or not so you are just going to have to get off your butt and do it.

Heirs: I get that you’re in your little comfort zone, but you are going to have to stop that soon. You can’t just stay in your little bubble forever. Move it or Lose it, it’s not going to stay that way forever so either make it last or take a hike because you cannot just pretend like everything’s fine when everything’s not. 

anonymous asked:

Could you do a vampire!seungcheol plz?

I’ve been having RIDICULOUS seungcheol feels so I’m so stoked to write this hehe thanks for your request! <3


To the Rescue
Vampire AU

Pairing: Seungcheol (S.coups-Seventeen) x Reader
Genre: Fantasy Romance
Word Count: 1,401

Originally posted by imbangnzelo

Your feet were trying to run as fast as they could, but it felt as though you were running through quicksand. The grass beneath your toes was cold from the night air and was pricking you, feeling like tiny little bee stings. But you didn’t care…you just had to keep running. 

Your breathing was becoming uneven and ragged as you pushed a tree branch out of your way so that it wouldn’t hit you in the face. The branch scratched at your hand, and you knew it had just added yet another cut to your body. You weren’t sure how long you had been running for now, but based on the stinging sensation in your chest, it might have been for a while. Then again, you probably weren’t in the best of shape and the stinging could have been from running for only two minutes. 

Adrenaline was coursing through your veins as you quickly looked over your shoulder to check if you were still being chased. Fear clenched at your heart as your eyes only saw darkness and the faint glow from the street lights that were getting further and further away. 

When you had decided to walk through the park on your way home from work that night, you thought it wouldn’t have been a problem. However, you also hadn’t thought that a vampire was going to be lounging nearby, waiting to drink your blood. That had been your mistake.

Now you were running for dear life, hoping that you wouldn’t become his dinner for the night. You knew that the vampire apocalypse had become a problem, but you only heard about it in the news and thought it was a bigger problem other places–not your own hometown. You cursed yourself for being so naïve. 

Just as you turn your head back to face the front, your foot catches on a branch and you’re sent flying into the air. You land hard on your side, momentarily knocking the wind out of yourself. You attempt to push yourself up and out of the dirt you were lying in, but as soon as you get back on your feet, you collapse again. Cringing in pain, you look down to your ankle which has swollen to an unhealthy size. Crap. 

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VLOG; taemin/key

it’s been a couple weeks since taemin last bothered to do a vlog, giving kibum’s bright red hair time to fade through about twenty shades of pink

1596 words, PG-13, youtuber!au, requested by anon

“good morning,” a deep, gravelly voice mutters from somewhere within a pile of white bedding. a hand flaps the duvet out of the way, revealing a mop of black hair and a squishy, puffy face. he sits up, rubbing his eyes and running a hand through his hair. he stretches with a loud groan, holding the camera at arm’s length.

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Chloé Bourgeois

Alternatively titled “Why this spoiled brat may turn into my favorite character yet.”

(Spoilers, obviously.)

The narrative of the show so far really, really wants us to hate Chloé. At every possible turn she is painted as an evil brat, she is a central cause of approximately a billion akumatizations, she’s a direct antagonist of the main character, and oh my god does she need more love from this fandom.

Chloé Bourgeois’ mother is either dead or so far absent from her life that she might as well be. Her father believes in buying love (and elections), and has never once been shown to be fair or reasonable to his enemies. Her singular parental unit has taught her that you show affection with gifts and by targeting others with abuse on the behalf of the person you like. That ‘popularity’ and 'success’ and ‘wealth’ and 'happiness’ are all synonyms. She has a large, empty room and an absentee father. In all likelihood she’s modeled her friendship with Sabrina based on how her father treats Sabrina’s father. She has no working model of a healthy relationship of any sort, and every single interaction with her peers crumbles into antagonistic or unhealthy crap almost immediately.

The only way  Chloé knows how to express affection is through extravagant gifts and photo-op style physical attention - gee I wonder who she learned that from - because she has absolutely no working examples of functional relationships in her life. She’s almost uncomfortably uninterested in Adrien’s lack of emotional response to her advances. (Adrien, whose father won’t let him have birthday parties and discourages emotional response at all.) She takes a truly incredible amount of advantage of Sabrina’s need to please. (Sabrina, whose idea of friendship is borderline-stalkerish and gets passionately, almost violently upset if you don’t accept her gifts.) If she were a grown adult who knew better I wouldn’t hesitate to dismiss her as a villain, but here’s the thing, she’s not. She’s a young teenager who has never had a single healthy relationship in her life, and this isn’t exactly her fault.

You know what’s really, really interesting to me, though? The similarities between Chloé and Adrien. Both raised by a single, wealthy father figure with no mother present in their lives, both raised primarily by an employee of their father - Chloé has the staff of her father’s hotel, Adrien has his father’s personal assistant - both are completely spoiled in terms of material wealth but entirely neglected emotionally, and both are expected to be the embodiment of perfection by their fathers. Chloé was Adrien’s only friend before he started school.

The singular, grand distinction between Chloé and Adrien - how one is an unrepentant BITCH and the other is a sweet sunshine child - is self esteem. Chloé KNOWS she deserves better, and acts accordingly - as best she knows how, that is. Adrien has No Clue his home life is less than ideal - besides the absence of his mother, that is. He thinks that not being allowed a birthday party is a reasonable thing, and he responds with depression symptoms and internalizing his feelings. Neither of these children are emotionally healthy and it just goes to show that “Anything for my princess” can be just as damaging of an attitude for a parent to take as “That’s enough emotions for today” - because neither of those attitudes are a substitute for actually parenting your child.

The thing that kills me though, is that while she may not know how to interact with her friends, or other human beings for that matter, and her sense of right and wrong is about as functional as you can expect the child of a politician to get, she wants to be a good person.

For fun, with her singular trusted friend or just alone in her bedroom, Chloé pretends to be the heroine of Paris. She sees what Ladybug and Chat Noir are doing and recognizes them above all others as heroes, as people to be emulated, and even though she has literally no idea how to be a good person, she so desperately WANTS to be a good person - a person like Ladybug - that she doesn’t correct people when they think she is ladybug. Chloé Bourgeois - little miss do you know who I am, I will call my father - freely tosses her own identity out the window in favor of walking in those shoes for just a split second, and the notion that Ladybug rejects her as a friend or doesn’t like her is emotionally distressing enough to cause her to be akumatized.

And like. Chloé has every reason to dislike Chat Noir and Ladybug, if you think about it, because her authority among her peers is based on her father being the mayor. These two vigilante heroes running around Paris SERIOUSLY undermine the authority of the legitimate government. Chloé doesn’t care, she loves them anyway - which is kind of profound, considering.

It’s hard to imagine that Chloé‘s  going to remain a villain and main antagonist on this scale as things progress. She’s primed for a redemption arc. Her place as secondary-antagonist within the narrative is already threatened by Volpina/Lila, and while Lila’s motivations will be revenge, it’s really hard to see Chloé’s motivations as anything more than a misguided sense of self-esteem.  Chloé doesn’t do what she does because being evil is fun, she does what she does because she doesn’t understand how else to interact with people. I would honestly be disappointed if the narrative doesn’t do something amazing with her character.

anonymous asked:

Sharee I'm so exhaused and I'm feeling so weak and helpless. I have done nothing for the last week but bo to work and eat unhealthy crap and take care of my sick fiance. I feel so much better when I eat healthy and exercise but this last week has been so exhausting that I haven't been motivated. How do I get out of this rut? I"m getting married in Dec and I want to be a babe.

It’s 10:40pm and I have put off my workout all day. After I send this I’m gonna drag myself to my room to get dressed and workout.
Not because I want to, but because I need to. I can’t have the results just because I want them. I have to work for them. I might be kicking and screaming the whole way….but the work is still gonna get done.
That’s the mentality it takes.
I also suggest asking your fiancé for encouragement and support, sometimes it just takes that extra love nudge from those around you.
I know it’s hard! And it doesn’t get any easier, you just get stronger and practice better discipline.