used to being let down

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I was just going to make a fun little sketch but 2 hours later I ended up with this.

How these things keep happening beats me, but here she is and I hope you enjoy.

(Some extra versions where I was playing around with stuff under the cut)

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They’re watching baby animals videos

( @greyhairsowhat happy birthday dear !!!!  (ノ ´ 3 ` )ノ  ❤️️💕)

My feelings on Gotham 3x20
dying slowly..
—  Sadness
Toxic

A toxic relationship to Aries: Where there is no admiration, in fact the opposite, too much criticism.

A toxic relationship to Taurus: Where they are being used for money. They might let their love of security blind them to moochers.

A toxic relationship to Gemini: Smothering or controlling partner, a lack of support, and little to no understanding.

A toxic relationship to Cancer: Unhealthy dependency, a partner using their kindness, or a total lack of attachment and emotional connection.

A toxic relationship to Leo: Being used emotionally, constantly being let down, and someone who always attacks their self-worth.

A toxic relationship to Virgo: Someone who expects them to do everything without appreciation, being pushed around, and bad communication.

A toxic relationship to Libra: Being financially or physically dependent on someone, abusive partner, or an extremely jealous partner.

A toxic relationship to Scorpio: A partner who hardcore guilt trips, someone who makes them emotionally dependent, or a partner who has way too many boundaries or rules.

A toxic relationship to Sagittarius: A partner that is restrictive, controlling, jealous, or possessive in any way.

A toxic relationship to Capricorn: Someone who fuels their negativity, someone who isn’t physically reassuring, and no emotional sharing.

A toxic relationship to Aquarius: Someone who puts them down especially about their individuality, negative competition, or a lack of freedom.

A toxic relationship to Pisces: Being used, abusive partner, being physically, emotionally, and/or financially dependent on a partner.

concept: a reprise of “Stronger Than You” that Garnet sings to Jasper as she’s struggling with corruption called “Stronger Than This”

Chance Encounter (Sam Drake x Female Reader)

Background :  It’s been about a week and half since Rafe got Sam from prison.  They are driving back to Rafe’s compound before going to search for Avery’s treasure, but because the world still needs to believe Sam is dead, their travel can’t be documented.  Rafe buys an old car with cash and they begin their road trip, stopping in small towns for the night.  While Rafe sleeps in the room, Sam goes to the nearest bars to find a cold drink and warm body. This is one such night.

Warnings : NSFW Text

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jugandbettsdetectiveagency  asked:

Girl ya got me so shook! Since we know how much you love bughead fluff to the max maybe you could write a fic about Betty planning a super cute day for Jughead's birthday because he never got over how much the day sucked and at the end she's gonna tell him she's pregnant 💖

okay this is my first ever fic sorry if it’s really bad 🙈 🙈

It had been six years since the disaster some may call a ‘birthday party’ and Betty was still feeling guilty. Not that Jughead had made it any easier for her; it was the casual snide comments, and she knew those comments meant no harm but they weighed on her. It had been their first birthday as a couple and it hadn’t gone at all as planned. They had gotten to know each other much better since then and had been through so much, together. Together, Betty and Jughead moved away from Riverdale and have never looked back. The pair attended Boston University and lived in an apartment right in the heart of the city. And while Betty and Jughead had their share of hardships, they always managed to come out stronger. Betty snapped out of her reverie as the bell atop the door of a local coffee shop, where she was currently employed, jingled. It had been a relatively slow day and she was eager to see her best friend, Anna, walk through the door. Jughead’s birthday was tomorrow and she knew she would need a little help putting the finishing touches on the perfect day she had planned.

“How have you guys lived in this state for four years and never managed to go to the Cape?” Anna asked with an amused lilt in her tone.

“I really don’t know” Betty said, slightly embarrassed. She had always made a point to see as much of the state as possible, but every time they had made an effort to go something came up. “Thank you so much again for watching Hot Dog – none of this would have been possible without you,” Betty smiled in appreciation.

“Don’t mention it; that mutt is really starting to grow on me.”

The pair spent the next several hours putting the finishing touches on the plans while Betty helped the few customers that came in.

“If Jughead doesn’t fuck you senseless when you get home then there is something seriously wrong with that boy.” A crimson tint came over Betty as she hit her friend with the dish towel, trying to hush her friend as the few customers left looked up at the pair with mild disgust.

When Betty got home from work Jughead was already asleep and she crawled into bed next to him, smiling as she saw his own smile crawl across his face from the contact.

Betty had always had trouble sleeping but tonight was different. She was running through millions of scenarios in her mind, of what could go wrong, and her mind always drifted back to that dreadful birthday six years ago. Was she trying so hard to make this birthday perfect that she was just heading straight for the same problems they faced all those years ago? By the time she finally drifted to sleep she knew she only had a couple hours until her alarm went off.

*BEEP BEEP BEEP*

It felt like a train had hit her as she stared at the screen with a mixture of sadness and frustration. However, she soon realized that today was the day – Jughead’s birthday. She decided to skip her morning run to make him the perfect breakfast; burgers, fries, and a milkshake. Sure, it wasn’t a traditional breakfast but she was sure he would love it. When she was finally done, she put a candle in the burger just to make it extra cliché. She was surprised Jughead hadn’t woken up already but she also knew that boy slept like a rock. Betty opened the door to their room quietly and put the tray on the bedside table. She really hated to wake him but she knew if they were going to get through all the things she had planned he needed to wake up soon. She crawled up to Jughead and started peppering kisses all over his body. This would surely wake him up, she thought. His eyelashes started to flutter as he blinked his eyes open, a smile creeping across his face

“To what do I owe this pleasure?” he mumbled sleepily as she continued to kiss him, making her way up to his lips.

“I think you know what day it is,” Betty reminded him as he took a pillow and covered his face. This was still not his favorite day, but Betty was always determined to make it his favorite.

Betty took this opportunity to perch the TV tray in front of him and watched his eyes grow in a childlike excitement. Jughead inhaled his food and when Betty gave him and amused smirk he fired back, “what I am still a growing boy!” and Betty couldn’t help but laugh. Oh, how he loved that laugh.  He didn’t think he would ever be able to get over how that laugh made his heart skip a beat and filled his usually moody persona with pure happiness and joy.

“Hurry up we have a full day ahead of us!” Betty said with a huge grin on her face. Jughead was dragging his feet, being over-the-top melodramatic, when Betty slapped his ass and said she would be waiting for him in the car. Jughead would never admit it but he hated not being with her even if she was just waiting for him to go to her. What had this girl turned him into?

When Jughead finally got to the car Betty was dancing like no one was watching and listening to her favorite song. Jughead stood outside the car watching her for a bit longer, wondering how on earth it was possible to be so in love with a single human being. Commitment had always scared him, since he was used to being let down, but with Betty it was different. He found himself wanting more and never having second thoughts. As he plopped down into the passenger seat he looked to his excited girlfriend.

“What do you have planned for us today?” he said with a hint of annoyance in his tone.

She kissed his cheek, deciding to ignore his tone. “It’s a surprise, you will just have to wait and see.”

“We both know how well that turned out,” Jughead muttered under his breath so Betty couldn’t hear, or so he thought.

Jughead’s little side comment made all the apprehension that had kept her up come bubbling to the surface. She tried her best to shake it off, turning on a playlist she had made especially for Jughead many years ago. As they were driving, Betty could see Jughead was slightly uncomfortable. She entwined her fingers with his over the console, allowing herself a small smile as she saw much of his tension in his frame melt away.

When they finally reached their destination, Jughead looked at Betty with a slightly puzzled expression.

Jughead had never seen the ocean and Betty wanted that to change. It was not tourist season so they had the beach to themselves, the two of them snuggling beneath a blanket as Betty read Jughead some sections of his favorite books. They sat like that for some time, feeling like there was no one else in the world, totally content. Betty convinced Jughead to put his feet in the water as she set up a beach picnic for the two of them. When they finished their lunches, they wrote sweet nothings into the sand only to see them erased by the cold ocean water.  Betty continued showing Jughead all around the cape until they reached the main event. They pulled up to the Wellfleet drive in, a cape cod staple, and Betty saw Jughead’s eyes light up like a kid in a candy store as he saw the titles Rebel Without a Cause and Rear Window illuminated on the sign in front of him.

“Betts, what is this?”

“I know how much you loved the drive-in back home so I wanted to do something extra special for your birthday.” His eyes grew frantic with excitement and love and Betty couldn’t have been happier.

“Betty, this has already been the best birthday of my entire life you really didn’t have to do all this. I would have been happy just lying around in bed all day with you, like we usually do.”

“I know. But I wanted to make this birthday extra memorable,” Betty said as Jughead planted a firm kiss on her lips.

As the pair watched the movies from the back of Betty’s truck, snuggled up like they had been on the beach, Betty looked to her boyfriend. He was extremely focused on the movie and she could see all the apprehension and annoyance from earlier had been washed away with the ocean.

When the credits were about to roll on the second film Jughead started to pack up. Betty’s voice, however, brought his attention back to the screen. He was very perplexed as he saw Betty and Hot Dog appear on the screen before him.

“Happy birthday, Juggie! I know you are probably very confused by what is going on right now but if you pay attention for a few more minutes I am sure it will be worth your while.” Jughead looked to Betty, more confused than ever, only to have their beloved dog run and jump onto the bed of the truck, assaulting them both with kisses.

“Hey, buddy! What are you doing here?” Jughead said, scratching his dog all over. When he finally made his way up to the dog’s collar he noticed that there was something attached to the collar. “What have you got here, bud?” he asked playfully as Betty’s eyes grew with excitement.

As Jughead opened the long box he realized what it was, the white stick nestled in tissue paper with a pink plus prominently displayed on top. Jughead’s jaw dropped as he looked at Betty with a bewildered expression.

“Is this real? Are we really…?” Betty cut him off with a hug, nodding into his shoulder.

“I’m about 12 weeks along. You aren’t mad, are you? I know this throws a wrench in our master plan–” This time it was Jughead who cut Betty off with a passionate kiss, filled with every ounce of his love.

“Betty… this is the best news ever. We are going to be a family!” He dropped his forehead to hers. “This is by far the best birthday I have ever had” he whispered as he laid his hand over Betty’s stomach.

They sat for what felt like hours before Jughead spoke. “How did you get Hot Dog here?”

“Anna was watching him for the day, for your birthday extravaganza. When I told her about the plans she had the perfect idea to have Hot Dog be the one to tell you so she came in her car for the movies with this guy in tow.” Betty rubbed Hot Dog’s ears before pointing over to the only other car in the place where Anna was waving. She jogged over to the trio, soon to be quartet, and was looking pleased.

“I know you guys probably have a lot to talk about so I am going to take Hot Dog home for the evening,” she said wriggling her eyebrows suggestively as both Jughead and Betty rolled their eyes and were slightly flush. “See you guys on Monday” Anna waved at the pair as she headed to her car, Hot Dog in tow.

Jughead looked to Betty, a mischievous grin on his face. “Want to get out of here?”

“I thought you’d never ask.”

Brian May: ..It’s very ironic - my dad was always trying to stop me going into the rock business but he built my guitar - the thing that propelled me into it - with me.’

OK! Magazine:  So tell me about this very moralistic man meeting Freddie Mercury? I mean, presumably Freddie - coming from a very strict background himself - was always on his best behaviour when meeting older people?

Brian May: ‘Yes. But he was always on his worst behaviour towards his mum. There’s a lot to understand with Freddie. He got on well with my dad and always respected him. And he respected his parents, too, but if his mum was coming to the show he’d always go, 'Oh mother’s in the audience tonight. I must throw in a few extra swearwords*.’ It sounds funny but there was a serious side to it because Freddie was a free spirit more than anyone I’ve ever known - and that’s his legacy to us. Most of us worry about being unpopular or letting people down. Fred - no, never. If he didn’t consider anything was right for him, then he’d just say no. It’s a talent, and a real strength. He took hold of his life, whatever it cost him.’

*Freddie actually said “fucks”, Brian said later

OK! Magazine
Issue 115, 19 June 1998

Positives from Canada

- Fair play to Lewis for domination the race on such an emotional weekend for him, both matching his heroes tally of poles and also 10 years since his first ever win in Formula 1

- Daniel Ricciardo getting a podium at a track that’s so suited to high-power engines and just reminding everyone that no matter what car you give him, he’ll get results

- THE PINK FRICKIN’ HYPEMOBILES ABSOLUTELY TEARING IT UP OUT THERE AND THE YOUNG FRENCHMAN SHOWING HE’S A DEFINITE RACE WINNER IN THE FUTURE

- Sebastian overcoming the damage to the car and terrible strategy to get a really good result and keep up his championship challenge despite things going so wrong at the start

- Nico picking up MORE points for the banana boys and again making us question why he isn’t in a race-winning car yet because he’s incredible

- Lance picking up his first points at his home race and genuinely looking good and staying out of trouble and finally looking like he’s comfortable

- McLaren looking ‘fairly’ competitive until the engine gave up but again reminding us that McLaren is still an incredible, professional team being let down by their engine supplier

- NANDO GIVING THE CROWD THAT MASSIVE TREAT BY GOING IN THE CROWD

- Sir Patrick Stewart not only doing the interview, but also doing a shoey for us

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Deckerstar trust issues, part II. Part I here 

Trust is a fragile thing, especially for someone used to being let down. Luci and Chloe say they trust one another, but as soon as something happens, that trust is shattered. I hope they manage to have faith in one another as both’s survival might well depend on it as their bond will be tested to the utmost in the near future…:(

Stand Up Fucking Tall

Pairing: Gerard Way x Reader

Genre: Fluff

Summary: Request fic for @mcr-scenester-plur.  “transboy!reader and bullets!gerard? (pre-t reader)”

“Shit, I need a drink,” Gerard said nervously, pacing the backstage area of the small Jersey club his band was performing at tonight.


“Gee, you’re a great singer, you’re going to be fine,” you assured him. “I’m the one who should be worried about his ‘performance’." 


"You’re not putting on any kind of show, babe,” Gerard reminded. “You’re just outwardly presenting as the man you’ve always been inside.”


“Still,” you sighed. “This one of the first times I’ve worn masculine clothes in public. I haven’t started T or anything. I bet I don’t pass at all. People might say I look weird -”


“And they can go fuck themselves,” Gerard shrugged, downing a shot Mikey had handed him. “Anyone who says My Chemical  Romance sucks can go fuck themselves, too." 


"The difference is, nobody is going to say your band sucks, because your music is amazing,” you protested. 


“You’re amazing, too,” Gerard said softly, pulling you close. “My amazing, brave, handsome, boyfriend." 

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a huge aspect of life is learning how to approach grand difficulties and flaws within our thinking. we are so used to being pushed down by negative thoughts & energies that we let it consume us. it’s so important to learn how to challenge those very thoughts, it’s important to confront them and tear them down. they don’t always have to win. it’s okay to have a victory.

I sometimes feel like maybe I let y'all down sometimes….idk maybe I’m just being stupid as always. I’m just so used to letting people down in my life….

anonymous asked:

Hey, Papyrus... I'm REALLY crushed right now as I got a hate comment on a video I made... what's even worse is that the hate comment is from someone I watch on a daily basis... hell, I deleted it because of this and I even cried 3 times today.... what should I do? Sorry for wasting your time... I hope you get into the Royal Guard though...

“OH HUMAN! I AM SORRY TO HEAR YOU ARE NOT HAVING A VERY GOOD TIME RIGHT NOW! YOU KNOW, SANS DOESN’T LIKE ME USING THE INTERNET TOO MUCH, HE SAYS ITS BECAUSE EVERYONE DOESN’T KNOW HOW GREAT AND COOL I AM THROUGH A SCREEN. SOMETIMES PEOPLE SAY THINGS WITHOUT THINKING ABOUT SOMEONE ON THE OTHER SIDE. ARE YOU SURE IT WAS YOUR IDOL HUMAN? THERE ARE COPYCATS ON THE INTERNET THAT TAKE NAMES OF GREAT AND POWERFUL PEOPLE!”

“BUT REGARDLESS HUMAN! YOU SHOULDN’T DELETE SOMETHING YOU MADE JUST BECAUSE SOMEONE DOESN’T LIKE IT! I’M NOT STUPID, I KNOW SOME OF THE RESIDENTS IN SNOWDIN DON’T APPRECIATE MY PASTA, BUT THAT DOESN’T MEAN I’LL STOP MAKING IT! IT DRIVES ME TO DO BETTER! BE BETTER! MAKE EVEN MORE DELICIOUS PASTA! (WHAT A CLEVER COMPARISON!) MANY PEOPLE MIGHT REALLY LIKE WHAT YOU’VE CREATED AND NOW THEY CAN’T EXPERIENCE IT ANYMORE!”



“SOMETIMES WE HAVE VERY HIGH EXPECTATIONS AND THEY FALL SHORT, BUT WE CAN’T LET THAT GET US DOWN FOR TOO LONG! BEING MEAN BACK DOESN’T HELP ANYONE EITHER. YOU SHOULD PUT THAT VIDEO BACK UP AND SHOW THE WORLD YOU CAN STAND TALL AND BRAVE IN THE FACE OF THE RUDE ONES! KILL THEM WITH KINDNESS HUMAN!! (DO NOT ACTUALLY KILL THEM PLEASE, THAT IS JUST A CLEVER EXPRESSION)“

“I BELIEVE IN YOU!”

skamtrashforlifekl21-21  asked:

Today's clip was so so lovely, can we please see more of that? Just the little smile on Sana's dad's face when she said she wanted to be a surgeon like him? And Sana asking about Jamila (that friendship needs to rise, especially after the I'm just trying to protect you text) I'm worried about Elias though, I'm probably reading too much into it but something about his reaction to the bottle joke seemed off? But I can't pinpoint exactly what :/

Hiiii, my love!!!

YES, OH MAN the clip today? Just felt so authentic and true to home life? It felt SO SO SO familiar!

And I have a gut feeling we could be seeing Jamilla soon, this Friday maybe!

And about Elias, yeah, something’s defoz up with him. His reaction to the bottle joke was, I think, just any standard Muslim boy’s reaction to when their Abba jokes with them about alcohol, they get nervous and play it off, even if they don’t drink, because just …. the thought of alcohol, and your parents, especially your Abba mentioning it, scares us kids because we respect our parents too too much to have them even be suspicious of us being near alcohol, it’d let them down so majorly, and that would make us kids feel so … ashamed?

But yeah, I think it was that guilt and fear and shame talking in Elias, that, “oh shit what does Abba mean? Does he - no, oh thank Allah, he doesn’t know.”

But even besides that though, I still feel/100% believe, that something is up with Elias. Something’s … yeah, under the surface, eating away at him.

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I have never been with someone for longer than nine months. You and I have been together for six, so I assume something will go wrong soon. You’ll tell me you believe in ghosts, or I’ll reveal that I am terrible at expressing my feelings. But it’s not because I don’t have them. It’s just because I’m used to being let down. But this isn’t fair to you, Criss. This is the happiest I’ve been in a long time, and I’m sorry that I can’t just be a normal person and tell you stuff. Like, nice stuff. Like Greeting card stuff.