what what what is wrong with you

This is Joshua, our church boy, casually pinching minghao’s nipple live on V APP ……………………………………………………………………..

anonymous asked:

Uhh so... I have a problem and I don't know who I should speak to about it. My girlfriend keeps doing things I don't want her to do like smacking me across my head, slapping my cheeks, pushing me, tugging my hair etc. (all of them for nothing). I've told her to stop but she's not listening. What should I do with it avoiding coming out 'not manly'?

There is nothing ‘not manly’ about this, it’s straight up abuse, no matter what gender you are.
Your girlfriend is a total bitch who is most likely using her gender against you to be on top of the relationship.
It’s controlling, it’s manipulative, and it’s straight up wrong.

What’s even worse is that if you try to defend yourself or fight back, you will be labeled as the bad guy and the ‘sexist abuser, while she comes off as the poor victim that every woman should protect and stand up for.

So just leave her.
She clearly doesn’t love you and is only using you at this point, while knowing she can get away with anything she does to you simply because you’re a man, and she’s a woman.
Reasoning doesn’t work with people like her, so ‘talking’ about it will only make her more mad.
you need to put your foot down and show her that she has no upper hand any more, her abuse and obsession for control has only led her to losing her control over you.
That’s one thing that ever abuser fears, losing control, and it’s time she lost it completely.

If you’re scared she might get violent, do it over the phone or have a couple of friends with you. So if she does lash out physically, you will have witnesses and you can take her ass to court if she does damage to you.
if she begs/cries/pleads you to not leave, DO. NOT. LISTEN.
Another thing about an abuser is that they’ll tell you what you want you to hear to make you stay, hoping to still have some kind of control over you.
Don’t fall for this, take your things, and leave.
If she’s living with you, do what you need to do to have her moved out from any lease, or her belongings when she’s not around.
Let her know you’re putting your foot down and she’s not welcome in your home anymore.
If she tried to break in or refuses to leave, call the police and have her escorted off your property.

You deserve way better, and there are much worse things in this world to be worried about than appearing ‘manly’.
It’s called your self worth and she’s ripping it apart to build herself up.

anonymous asked:

so today to make a long story short my dog bit me and i had to go to the urgent care and everything and my mom wants to put him down. my dogs a english mastiff boxer mix and he's a baby and the loml!! he's very protective and barks at almost everyone but my family and i. just the thought of him being put down tugs on my heart so much. idrk if i'm asking for advice or what but more to let it out. Ill update later when something happens but hopefully he stays.

I’m sorry that you’ve had to go through this. It is important to know that dogs do not bite out of nowhere, or for no reason. You need to figure out why your dog bit you and what you can do to prevent that from happening again. Perhaps if you identify what went wrong, you can convince your mom that it won’t happen again.

Dogs have several subtle hints that they give you before they are about to bite. So while it may seem like a dog does something spontaneously, they’ve actually already given much of a warning.

Some dogs, however, can be discouraged from warning you before they are about to bite. For example, if you ever scold your dog for growling. Growling is and acceptable form of communication and should never be discouraged. Growling is a healthy way to warn someone that they are going to bite. If you punish a growl, you are taking away the dog’s warning signal.

There are plenty of other signals that you can look for, but none are as apparent as a growl. Ears back, stiff body, closed mouth, whale eyes… etc.

okay once again “I didn’t mean to hurt anyone” is not an apology and does not take responsibility for the toxic things you do that have a negative affect on others. and sure, yeah, getting of this site is probably good for you or whatever but you nee to fucking know that the issue here that you need to work on? is not to “stop caring what people on the internet think about” you, but to listen when you are given genuine criticism and told that what you are doing is wrong and toxic and actually look at your actions and change your behavior to become a better person. that’s what growing it, not to stop caring what people on the internet think.

and that “bad taste” that you’ve left in people’s mouths is not some mysterious reaction with an unknown source, it’s you, being a liar and manipulating people and spreading hate and negativity and sure, you can throw this back at me and say all ive done tonight is spread hate about you and you know what? sure. you’re right. tonight i have said a lot of negative things on this blog but look back at the history of my blog and compare it to yours. i don’t thrive on drama i’m not doing this and saying these things because i enjoy the negativity that’s coming from it i’m doing it because i’m sick of your bullshit. ive had enough and i want to give people the chance to be spared of it because you don’t seem to be capable of change.

and going and saying things like people “feel like this is the only way to react to me” is BULLSHIT and you know it. how many times HOW MANY TIMES did i come to you and try to just talk to you about issues we were having how many times did i tell you “hey this isn’t cool and doing this hurts people” because in the six months that we were friends IVE LOST COUNT so don’t go off and say this is coming out of nowhere. it’s not. it’s long over due and i’m just sad that it took me so long to see that so many of my friends were right about you. this is not “the only way to react” to you it’s the only way that you might LISTEN and consider that you have SERIOUSLY hurt people.

and you know what i don’t even know if you’ll see this because a) you have me blocked and b) supposedly you’re staying off for a while but i hope you do see this. because i need you to really REALLY understand that this is not coming out of nowhere. this is not illogical slander or hate this is many MANY people grown tired of your actions and your unwillingness to take responsibility for them like the grown-as 22 year old ADULT that you are.

and for the record? agreeing and saying that a fucking INFANT baby looks overweight and you’re “concerned” for her health? when she’s a perfectly normal chubby baby with healthy fat rolls? fucking disgusting. You should be ashamed of that.


WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS SHIT ? (Some photos are worse than that that’s why I will not post them) BUT REALLY WHAT THE FUCK

HOW CAN YOU EVEN THINK ABOUT POSTING OR DOING SHIT LIKE THAT ? And of course this Selja b*tch is encouraging this with gore pics… srsly wtf

That’s one of the reason I’m kinda sad about their fame now, back in 2014 this kind of shit never would have happened…

TFP Quillfire Shenanigans

Imagine for a moment most everyone in TFP got affected by Quillfire’s serum one day during battle.

What if Bulkhead got pricked by a quill and believed he was a flight frame? And argued vehemently with Ratchet like: “I don’t KNOW what’s wrong, but it’s YOUR job to find out why I can’t fly anymore!”

What if Ratchet got pricked too and started to become a crying woobie mess? Like he starts off “I really wish we weren’t at war. I don’t want to be fighting, it stresses me out…” but then Bulkhead yells at him and he’s like “I’m sorry!! I [sob] I don’t know what’s wrong with you– I must be the worst medic [weeps] EVER.”

Arcee gets pricked and she thinks she’s a swimming champ so she moves slowly like she’s walking underwater, has all her vents shut, and talks through coms only. She also doing the arm motions, or jumps up expecting to not sink so quickly back down to hard, hard ground. It’s quite a sight.

And Optimus gets pricked and thinks he’s a scout for some new and exciting, talent-packed stage show. He goes around critiquing everyone’s form and looking for acts. Like he looks at Arcee and is all

“Hm, an unusual technique, but I think I can squeeze your dance in somewhere.” Or Bulkhead is like “Watch this!” And jumps off a ledge and lands painfully so Optimus is like “Mm, you’ll hear back from us by next cycle. Next!” And he turns to Ratchet, looks him up and down, and just says “No.” So Ratchet cries even more…

Anyways this whole time Bee is looking up research on the Autobot’s database with Raf, trying to figure out how to fix this, while Miko and Jack help by looking up similar, human examples of delusions/hallucinations and their respective solutions. Well, Jack is mostly doing the bulk of that work; Miko can’t look away from the silliness happening before her eyes. And of courae, Megatron and his crew are busting a gut watching everything unfold.

“Shouldn’t we kill them all now, my Lord? They are completely open to an attack!” Starscream asks. He agrees this is hilarious, but it would he nice to, you know, end the war right here and now while the Autobots look like fools.

“Relax, Starscream. Things are just starting to get good!” Knock Out says. Just then Optimus the talent scout wanders up to them.

“Is it too much to ask for a few good acts in this town?” He says to his crowd.

“Haha, you said it Big O.” says Knock Out. Megatron and the Vehicons chuckle.

“Say, you, red rod. You seem to have a knack for humor.” Optimus works out aloud.

“Oh yeah?” Knock Out plays along.

“Yeah, and you’re pretty charming too. You got the looks, the personality…Red Rod, I think you could go places, you really know how to work a crowd. Want a gig?”

“OhHO, finally someone who recognizes my talents!” Knock Out says with glee, “But sorry Big Rig, I don’t do stand up.” Optimus shrugs.

“Hmph, your loss. Not everyone has what it takes to be a star.”


“Oh! Of course! I know who I can get to work the crowd!”

“And who would that be?” A Vehicon says, keeping it up.

“I got a friend back in Kaon. A real showman. These days he’s in the Pits but he sends me some of the stuff he writes and it’s real good!”

Megatron frowns.

“He’s got some great insight on current events…”

Megatron starts to curl his fist.

“His material is always fresh, and really grabs people…”

Megatron starts to charge his canon.

“And you should hear his poems!”


… pauses.

Talent scout Optimus begins to recite something he sent Orion, a long, LONG time ago.

“Ah, I don’t do it justice. Just wait until you hear HIM say it. We’re looking to open tonight at…”

Megatron starts to walk away.

“My Lord?” says the SIC.

“Come, Starscream.” says Megatron, “There is work to be done. Tomorrow is another day.”

untitled (by asher)

my name is bitter on your lips.
i know because i can see the way
your eyes flash, your lips curl.
i am not sweet licorice anymore.

but that is strange, because i was
never sweet. you just bit into my
center. i am the darkness in the
light. do not look into my eyes
and dare tell me what is wrong
or what is right.

you however, oh, you were always
sweet. bitter as the shell but soft
on the inside. you, oh, you were
the light inside the darkness.

i enjoyed swirling your blood on
my tongue, coating my sense of
taste in nothing else but you, sweet.
but i bit my tongue and you stung.

oh, how you stung.
and i finally knew
what it was like
to love someone
like me, as someone
such as you.

because darkness can only exist with the absence of light.
and i never needed you to complete me.

  • Cisco: Caitlin is hurt, what do we do??
  • HR: Triangulate, um, come on get together!
  • Barry: do you know what time iris is gonna be back from work?
  • Caitlin: barry, I think I am gonna...
  • Barry: what? do you know? oh, wait, guys I see iris...HEY IRIS*walks over*
  • Iris: Oh my gosh, what happened to Caitlin???
  • Cisco: abra dude, got her, we have to figure out a way to reduce the blood, maybe we ... Barry!
  • Barry: *wraps arms around iris waist* yeah, what?
  • Iris: we have to help her, barry what is wrong with you?
  • Barry: oh, iris is right, we gotta save her, call Julian, iris get the cotton balls, I can get numbing medicine, cisco stabilize her breathing, lets get to work!
  • Cisco: you do realize I have been saying that right?
  • Iris: okay, now what?
  • Barry: um, wait till Julian gets here...
  • Iris: We, she wont last that long. Look, barry, you guys are not the only scientist in the room with brains, I actually took a major in health, a medical practices. Before I switched, I think I can help. But right now, we need to get her on oxygen, and we need to apply pressure to her wound to reduce the bleed, Barry speed over and get Julian, NOW!"
  • Barry: I love you so much, right , right, okay be back in a flash
  • Julian: where the hell am I? you cant just, CAITLIN! what happened?
  • Cisco: um, barry..
  • Barry: *talks superfast* caitlinwasinthelabwhenthemetacameinandtriedtokillher
  • butsheuseedherpowerstogethim,butmisse
  • dandshegotcutandnowsheisontheedge...
  • Everyone: what?
  • Barry: she ... she got hurt by abra dude.
  • Julian: then just say so...okay we need to stabilize her further, iris you can help me
  • Barry: *sizes him up and down* why iris huh?
  • Julian: she is the only... I... iris come here
  • Barry: *walks right behind iris, kissing her neck. Hands around her waist* I love my iris, we are engaged...
  • Iris: barry, I love you too, but I need to focus
  • Barry: okay, I am watching you *kisses shoulder*
  • Julian: look, I don't want your girlfriend, or wife, what ever that matter, I want Caitlin, I mean, that I want her alive...
  • Everyone in rooms grins: oh...
  • Caitlin: please hurry!
  • Iris: here we go, one two...
  • ____________________
  • should I make a part two? comment down below what you guys thought about it : ) thanks for reading!

Do you ever have this one minor thing that was said to you ages ago that was kind of left without answer or resolution that still occasionally pops up and you don’t know why? like i remember my art teacher once walking up to me drawing a character with bare feet and he just like bent down next to me, pointed at the feet i was drawing and mumbled “no, no, no, don’t you think something looks off about these?” and then just walked off while i’m going like “?????? what??? what was wrong with them????? please explain?????? help???“ and to this day i still sometimes stop to think back to that one moment and wonder what was off with the feet i was drawing. he never told me. it’s been six years.


Levi: Look, I’m really happy for you, Viv. I really am, but just hear me out for a second.

Vivian: Okay, shoot.

Levi: I don’t know any other way to ask this without coming across like a huge jerk but, what the hell are you doing with him?

Vivian: What’s that supposed to mean? I’m not his type or something? Cause someone like him couldn’t possibly want to be with me?

Levi: No, that’s not it. I don’t think that he’s your type. I mean, there’s just something about him that rubs me the wrong way, which is why I prefer to stay as far away from him as possible when we’re all at the cafe.

Vivian: What bothers you about him? He’s a really great guy! He’s nice, he’s funny, he’s … cute

Levi: And he’s friends with Caleb. That alone should be a red flag.

Vivian: You’re friends with Caleb.

Levi: No, I tolerate him because we’re in the same club. Don’t think I’ve forgotten the time in grade school when he pushed me off the swings and I got a mouthful of sand when I landed.

Vivian: But Dante isn’t Caleb. He’s better than him. He shut him down just the other day when he was being his usual douche-y self.

Levi: If you say so. Just … for me, please look out for yourself.

Vivian: Levi, you act like he’s gonna kill me or something. (chuckles) Everything’s fine! I’m fine, our relationship is fine. I’ve never been happier.

Levi: …Okay. I’ll trust you.

chilope  asked:

Gah. All the problems you listed about Pack West were things I'd been concerned about, but I'd sort of just been hoping my impressions were wrong. I wish I could find out what they need to make these things happen but I feel like asking would be rude? Like it's not really any of my business but I really respect what they do, and frankly I like the folks. I'd love to help them get things sorted out.

You can always ask - there’s nothing rude about saying I want to support you, what do you need to be the best you can be. I feel like they handled the professional assistance I offered them in person pretty disrespectfully, but other people may have more tolerance for the way they choose to go about getting things done.

Just make sure if you volunteer that you get a wavier and that there’s a policy for how to handle injuries, animal-related or not.  

Yoongi x reader part 2

“Oppa, wait! Don’t hang up, what’s going on? I don’t understand a thing! Please say something! What does this letter mean? Oppa??Min yoongi?! Answer me!”

 You could hear him breathing on the other side of the phone. What was going on? You were scared shitless. He couldn’t actually be leaving you…right?

 “Min Yoongi, I know you are there, I can hear you. Please, please say something. Anything. Did I do something wrong?”


 The line had gone dead.


Attendees all around the room were stealing glances at you as you stood in the party hall looking like royalty in a black evening gown, sipping on your whiskey, but that was perhaps, not the entire reason for all the attention you were getting. You were accompanied by two strong men, Conrad and Dexter, your bodyguards in profession but your friends primarily. They were watching your surroundings with hawk-like eyes, looking to protect you from any danger, to attack at your command. 

You took another sip from your drink, looking from Conrad to Dexter and then straight ahead. You rolled your eyes. 

“Boys, will you just chill? We are at a party, for god’s sake, not at the hunger games!” You told them, slightly annoyed.

You were ignored, of course. 

You changed your tactics this time, wanting to know what had them at their edge.

“Conrad, that’s not a pretty expression you have on your face.”

“Sorry, but I feel something’s quite off.” He said in a doubtful but firm tone. “Maybe Dexter and I should scout out the area.”

“You don’t have to be sorry. And you always feel there is something off. Relax, please.”

He ignored you and signaled Dexter to leave first.

You looked at Conrad with an amused expression. “You seriously doubt my abilities to defend myself, don’t you, Conrad?” You said, taking another long sip of your drink.

“Yes. If you were capable enough to defend yourself, I think there should be no reason for your father to appoint bodyguards to you, Y/N.” He said honestly.

You smiled. “I suppose that is what it comes across as, to you. Anyway, I’ll be right back. Need to use the loo. No need to follow me there.” You handed Conrad your drink and got up from your seat to head to the loo but stopped just as you were about to leave. “You have called me by my name after a long time, Conrad, and I have to say it sounds much better than madam or miss.”

Conrad looked surprised and was quick to apologize. You waved him off with your hand and headed to the loo.

Conrad’s words stayed in your mind, though. That guy’s intuition was no joke.

Is something really wrong?

It wouldn’t surprise you if someone had been sent to the party to harm you. In your field of work, especially since you were exceptional at it, you defended people against some, for a lack of a better word, bad guys. To give everyone a little hint, you had gone up against dark shit like Mafia in the past. You had made some enemies, there was no doubt. You knew you were being hunted. 

Your eyes narrowed and you began scanning your surroundings as you made your way to the toilet. You could sense nothing out of the ordinary…apart from a young boy sitting on a velvet chair across the room.  A boy in his early 20s wearing a black cap and tee paired with khaki shorts. Mouth covered. Sweating and slightly trembling.

“Ah, he’s a newbie…” you murmured to herself as you went on.

You nodded to Dexter as you came out of the washroom. As you were about to reach the young boy’s seat, you realised that the situation was quite serious. You could see it in his expression. You stopped in front of his seat with an indifferent expression on your face. Pretending to pick up something, you stealthily sat down beside him.  

He was startled, and out came his instinctive reaction to reach for his weapon in his pocket but before he could take it out, you put your hand over his in a firm grip and looked him square in the eye.

“Don’t cause trouble here. I’d rather have this conversation in a manner where you don’t get hurt, which you definitely will if you pull that weapon out, honey.”
The boy was almost in tears now, visibly shaking.

“I..I don’t want to do this…but if I don’t…I don’t know what will happen to me.”

You looked at the young boy for a while, watching him shake and tremble in fear and then slowly got up adjusting your gown’s pleats. And then you smiled at him.

“I almost fell for that…but then I didn’t.”

The boy’s expression changed from fearful to annoying and arrogant almost immediately.

“Well well…I thought I had you.”

“You almost did.”

The boy looked at you and gave you a sweet smile, “You know I’m here to kill you.”

You returned the smile. To people around you, you were just couple of people greeting and talking to each other.  Oh, the irony.

“Ah, yes, I kind of guessed.”

“Well, count on it. I won’t kill you now but I will surely kill you one day. So wait for me. If you promise to do that, I’ll be sure to not make you wait too much.”

You smirked. 

What an interesting kid.

“If you say so. I’ll be waiting. I hope for your sake that you do turn up.”

The boy gave an amused laugh.

“For my sake? I didn’t quite understand.”

You returned the laugh with a hint of exaggeration and suddenly came to a stop, your expression dead serious. You stood up from your chair and bent down to his level.

“Ah, yes, because if you fail to kill me…I will come after you. And when I do, I will not be as generous as you. Even if you are just a kid.”

A shiver ran down the young boy’s spine and his confident expression faltered.

He watched you stand up and with a kind smile, you returned back to your companions as if you hadn’t just been threatened for your life.  



“Yo, who was that boy?” Dexter asked as he and Conrad followed you out of the hall, towards your cars. Dexter was relatively quite relaxed with you. He would protect you but he didn’t mind friendship.

“AHHH finally I breathe in the fresh air!”

You were ecstatic and showing no signs of answering his question so this time Conrad was the one who tried.

“Ma’am, I know it must be annoying bu-“

“Yes, it is annoying.” You said with a smile on your face, which could not be called sarcastic. “However, since I know it is your job, I will not mind it too much. What were you asking me about again? Ahh, that boy on the plane. Well, just some casual flirting. You know I have a thing for younger guys.” You turned around to wink at them.

“But you are almost 26 and he looked like a teenager so…” Conrad said with a genuinely doubtful expression on his face.

“Nonsense, he was in his 20s. And hey, I’m not 26 yet. Cut me some slack here.”

“Right, I’m really sorry ma-“

“Dude, chill. She ain’t gonna eat you up.” Dexter was quick to console Conrad.

You laughed at the scene and turned around to walk towards the cars waiting for you . Your expression turned serious as you thought about that boy.

He really was here to kill you. You knew that wasn’t going to turn out well for either of you because he is incapable of killing you and after he fails, you wouldn’t have an option but to pursue him, yourself.

“Ah, what a pity…he really is cute.” You murmured to yourself as you sat down in your car, with Dexter and Conrad following in the car behind.

You rolled down the windows as the engine started and the car began its way to your home.

“I’ll be waiting, kiddo.”


Yoongi wiped the sweat of his forehead with a towel and sat down with his team members on the floor of the dance practice room, his chest heaving up and down after wildly practicing.

“Hyung, do you think she will pursue the case against us?” Jungkook, the youngest, asked Yoongi with a slightly worried expression. Yoongi looked at him and internally smiled.

He tries to be the strongest out of us but he is, after all, a kid.


“Why would you ask me that, Jungkookie?” Yoongi asked the maknae with his eyes closed and beck resting on the wall.

“You were dating her before you came to Seoul, weren’t you?” He asked innocently.

Yoongi opened his eyes and looked at the maknae once again. “Yes, I was. I don’t know if she will pursue it or not, but don’t worry kid. She won’t put an eclipse on our career if we didn’t do anything wrong.  It might not be a comforting thing coming from me, but trust her.”

Namjoon, who was silently observing Yoongi the entire time, was now sure of his hyung’s feelings towards you. He decided it was the right time for Yoongi to know.

“Hyung, you know how my dad has some connections in the corporate world?”

Yoongi looked at Namjoon. ‘‘Yeah?”

Namjoon continued, “He dug out some information because I asked him to, on Y/N. I found some interesting things. She is apparently very rich. No one knows where she came from. She has been in South Korea since the age of 15 and lived here with her aunt in your neighbourhood. After you guys…well, after you guys broke up when you were 17-18, she drew back completely, was suddenly surrounded by her childhood friends, widely believed to be her bodyguards, at all times. She trained in law and became a note-worthy lawyer. In fact, that is an understatement. She is yet to lose a case in court. However, what is disturbing is this- she fought a series of cases against the sand mafia and is apparently said to be on their radar. It is not a secret how she has received death threats by them.”

Yoongi was stunned. It seemed like Namjoon was talking about a completely different woman. Sure, Y/N was rich, he knew that. Her parents were powerful people in her native country. However, Mafia? Bodyguards? He did not know about this, at all.

“Are you sure about all of this, Namjoon?” Yoongi asked his friend, desperately.

Namjoon nodded his head with surety. “This doesn’t look good Yoongi-hyung. Stay away from her. Mafia and death threats? That is not where you belong.”

Yoongi, dazed but still firm about his resolve, shook his head. “I’ve lost her once. I’m not going to let her go, Joonie. I can’t. You couldn’t see it that day, I could.  She needs me. She is so lonely. So terribly lonely. I love her. How can I stay away knowing that she is not safe? I can’t do that.”

“What are you going to do then, hyung?” Jungkook asked him.

“Get her to safety, of course. I will get her to me.”


OKAY LOVELIES! The requester decided that they want more than two parts to this, so I obliged. I don’t know how many parts this is going to be now. I have a plot in mind but I can’t say for sure how long it will stretch.

I wanted a normal story in the beginning but as I began typing, mystery just flowed out. I think I’m digging the plot with a hint of danger to it. What do you guys think? Did you like it? Please give me reviews!

Until next time,


drarry748  asked:

SO, your Slytherin daughter right here, is way too nice for a Slytherin. I do all I can to make others happy, even if I'm not. I love to see others smile. I don't care what I get in return, as long as you're happy. I know how to be mean, but for me, It's hard. I show way too many emotions to be a Slytherin. I think that old sorting hat, needs to have a vacations. He sorted me into the wrong house. What do you do, if you're not happy with what Hogwarts wants you to be?

you be yourself and don’t give into stereotypes. even if the sorting hat makes you a slytherin doesn’t mean that you have to act like one. we love you no matter your house or what house you act like you’re in. you are beautiful and should definitely not be stereotyped as mean. i disagree with the stereotypes around the slytherins because not all of them are mean, actually a lot of them are really nice. anyway, you’re great and so nice and we love you

anonymous asked:

I have a secret to tell. I'm in a relationship with a girl and we've been together for the better part of a year. We are poly but neither of us have another partner right now. I'm not sure I love her the way she loves me. Don't get me wrong, I love her to death, but I'm not sure it's romantic love?? It's not like I don't want to date her, I just don't know if what I feel is romantic. I don't know what to do about it, any advice?

So this can be difficult, because emotions are wack, but here’s what I’d do:

Stick it out for a little bit. Something toooooo many people in our generation forget is that the honeymoon phase is just a phase. Sometimes you won’t feel head over heels for your SO, but if you truly love them you’ll feel it every so often. Relationships aren’t always full of love and I feel like that’s something that’s not taught anymore. Love is friendship, and it’s okay to feel platonic sometimes.

But, if after some time (let’s say…2.5+ weeks?) you still feel that way, just tell her! Don’t say it like ‘let’s just be friends’ but more like you’re only feeling platonic attraction now. If you’re positive on that, it does more harm than good to lead her on in a relationship that ultimately won’t last.

Break a leg, anonnie!!
-Mod Wonderland

anonymous asked:

Hey um this may be a dumb question, but... if I were just now going to start playing MM, do you have any advice for what to do or not do? I am a dating sim noob, but seeing a fellow trans guy enjoy this one so much makes me want to see what I've been missing out on.

Welcome to MysMe hell, dude! Let’s focus on what you can do to get the most out of the game. 

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I Fucked Up// Open

After the night before, Dash had spent the morning hoping from what seemed like one lecture to the next. Dash understood he might have said something offensive, but in the end he was honestly trying to defend his brother. It wasn’t until Meera talked to him did Dash really know what he had done wrong. 

After their conversation, Dash had gone back to his room, gathered his things and gone to a muggle town. It would just be a quick trip. He only needed one thing. Now that Dash was back at Hogwarts though, he was wandering the halls trying to make what he had done wrong right. “Hey you,” Dash said tapping a student’s shoulder with his hands painted in hot pink nail polish. “Have you seen JJ?”


Manga, 2003, and Brotherhood


Sasako…wearing glasses…