you guys i really need you to come through for me here

I’m Happy

So, it appears that this little sideblog has somehow acquired 100(?!) wonderful followers?! Like, wow. And thank you for joining me into my descent into gay hockey hell.

In honor of you amazing followers, I’ve decided to shirk my responsibilities for today and whip up a little zimbits ficlet, just for you guys :) Enjoy! (also, please note that autocorrect on my laptop changed the words “zimbits ficlet" to “zombies fillet”.)

It was Jack’s idea, really. After coming out to Georgia and the team, he’d talked the Falcs PR department into letting him go public about his sexuality- not through a press conference (despite how sorely the PR department wanted him to do), but through Bittle’s vlog.

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some of y’all are so dumb like come into my inbox yelling at me if u want lol but yall live in this political bubble here on tumblr and dont seem to understand how the world works like YES i will accept the support of any republicans who speak out against trump because that’s IMPORTANT in order to defeat him. we need majorities to make sure what he wants to implement doesn’t go through. this isn’t some free you’re-perfect-now pass to republicans in congress/the goverhment but it IS important that we get their support too like sometimes i feel like you guys just type as many buzzwords as you possibly can into a post and click “post” knowing your dumbass opinions will be validated by other hive minded tumblr users reblogging your stuff but like…… i’m disgusted by like pretty much every republican lawmaker but i’m not a fucking IDIOT and i recognize that in order for this country to FUNCTION there needs to be a certain amount of bipartisanship, and we really should be calling up our republican senators/representatives etc and attempting to get them on our side because we alone cannot stop trump - not when the government is majority republican


How to Get Nude Meshes from Sims 4 studio

figured it could be useful for starters. I guess the video is pretty easy to understand.. hopefully? cos I don’t really know what to type here as some sort of written instruction. Basically, i’m just going through s4s, and export out the nude meshes; and that’s how you guys can get them for cc making or something. but yeah;


open up your sims4studio> select create 3D mesh> then filter it and click on the nude meshes> type whatever name u want (you won’t need the files later on so u can just delete them once you’re done)> go to the meshes tab and export out LOD 0.

and that’s it. there will be a seperate/followup tutorial video of me showing you guys how to franken-mesh clothing so the nude meshes will come in handy. will post once I’m done with the videos.

I don’t know how to say this

But I need help. And just getting to the point that I can admit that out loud has been a long, painful journey.

Here’s the situation: my husband has never been a flexible person, hating to have his routines tampered with and throwing fits when they are. He reduced our oldest daughter to a sobbing wreck on Monday with his fury over her accidentally washing a shirt of his in with the load of our stuff. Up until then, most of his rage was directed at me and I could handle it. But I realized, suddenly, what I was allowing to happen, and that my children were suffering.

I told him I wanted him to move out. He refused and locked himself in his bedroom for two days.  He has not spoken to me since Monday. I have no idea what he’s planning or doing, because every attempt I’ve made at contact has been rebuffed with icy silence.

I am disabled, with degenerative disk disease, narrowing of the spinal canal, and scoliosis, as well as severe arthritis and a severed ligament in my left knee. I physically cannot keep a job, since I can’t stay on my feet for more than a few minutes at a time.

My books are beginning to sell, which is wonderful, but they’re nowhere near enough to support myself and four children yet.  I have filed for disability, which I should have done years ago, I know, but I didn’t need it, right?  My husband supported us all, no reason to mess with the system he had in place.

I was raised to never ask for handouts. And I’m crying as I type this because I hate that I have to now. But I’m desperate. Emotionally, our marriage has been over for years, but things are just getting worse. I can’t live with this man and since he won’t leave, then clearly I have to.

I’m asking for help. I hope I never have to again, I wish it wasn’t necessary at all, but I have to break this cycle of abuse, and I can’t do it alone. The shelter in the county is full and we’re low priority anyway because the abuse isn’t physical, which means that the housing authority is our only real hope at the moment, since their rent is based on income and should be something affordable.  Assuming they have an opening.

If you’re still reading, my Paypal is  Any amount will be a help, but if you can donate even just $5, I’ll send you a digital copy of Coffee Cake or Beignets in tears and gratitude. If you can’t donate a penny but will reblog this so others can see it, you also have my gratitude and I will mentally hug you.

Thank you for listening and I’m going to go cry some more now.

Kinky (n.m)

|requested by anon; Could you do like a little blurb where y/n comes home with groceries while the guys are hanging out at y/n and nates apartment and Nate’s helping put groceries away then as he’s going through bags, he sees thin rope. As he’s in the middle of asking y/n why they need rope, she puts her finger to his lips and shushes him and whispers, “it’s for later” this idea just came to me and was really interesting😉😉 hope you can write this thanks

“Hey.” I smiled at the guys as I struggled to get through the door with the groceries. “Here baby let me help you.” Nate took a couple of bags out of my hands.

“I’ll be back in a few. I’m gonna help her.” Nate told the guys. They all had stupid smirks on their faces that I wanted to smack.

We continued to the kitchen.

“How was the store?” “Good. Can you put away that bag?” I pointed to a random bag.

“Um babe,” I turned around to see Nate holding a rope. “What is this?”

I bit my lip and walked towards him. I pecked his neck a bit. “That’s for after the boys leave.” He pulled away and ran to the living room.

“Bye guys. Sorry we have to go to see my parents.” “Nate your parents are in Omah-”

“yep bye.”

The door slammed. “Let’s go try that rope out in the bedroom.” His hands picked me up and ran to the room.

“I love my kinky babygirl.”

hey everyone, i wanna remind you that i love all of you so much & im always here for you, no matter what!! if youre going through a hard time & need advice or need to just talk about it, im here. if youre excited for something or are hopeful for something, im here. im here to help in struggle & celebrate with you through accomplishments.

i care for all of you more than you know, & i want you to know that!! i hope youre having a good day today, & if youre not, please feel free to come to me! its never a bother. dont forget to take care of priorities & do the things that make you happy!!

You’re Going to Respect Me.

Please Be 18+ to read this. It contains really mature content, well anyone can read it but make sure you can take everything I’ll put here which is a lot of bad words and rough sex (Because of course it’s Mox) So I don’t know whether to make this into a story or not. You guys tell me, don’t be shy I need your opinions please, Thank you. Enjoy~! <3

Part 2 Part 3


You had gotten a job in CZW as a diva and you were happy about it since your dream was to become a wrestler and you were on the right road. As you walked through the place where the event was going to take place you saw a women being sexually harassed by a guy who had a leather jacket with the name “MOX” written in the back of the jacket.

“Come on babe what do you say? One night…” He said as he kissed her neck and she trying to push him away.

“Cut it out Jon I told you no!” She slapped him and he backed away chuckling and grabbing his left cheek were he had been slap as he saw the girl walk away from him.  “Call me!” He said sticking his tongue out and turned around where he saw you.  He grinned and began to walk towards you but you turn heels and avoided trying to make any kind of contact. He just smirked and watched you walk away.

“Mmmh new meat~” he said and chuckled as he walked the other direction.  The event begun and few people started showing up. Your match was first and you didn’t get a lot of cheer since you were new and no one knew you but it didn’t matter to you, all that mattered was kicking Christina’s ass. You smiled as the announcer called out her name and heard loud cheers for her. You looked at her as she walked towards the ring. She looked at you and scoffed laughing at you.

“This is the girl that’s going to take me down? Ridiculous.” She said and turned around about to walk out the ring until you pulled her hair and brought her down looking at her evilly and showing her who (D/n) is.  After winning both the match and some new fans you got out of the ring with some scars here and there. You held up the microphone and looked at her bloody face breathing heavily.

“Listen here you bitch….you thought I wasn’t a good enough challenge?” A small chuckled escaped your mouth. “Think again….I can be the worst thing that can ever happen to you…wait no I’M going to be the worst thing that has ever happened to you.” With that you dropped the microphone in her face as everyone cheered and you left the ring looking like a total badass.  Jon looked at you and smiled widely. He couldn’t help but grin at all of that and the way the blood rolled down your arms was pretty fucking hot in his opinion, he almost popped a boner looking at you. All he could think of is taking you from behind and pulling your hair while leaving a trail of love bites down your neck while you moan—

His thoughts were interrupted by his friend who was calling him.

“Mox you’re up.” He said and Jon smiled nodding and going to the entrance where his match was starting. After losing the match he was laying in the ring covered in pins and blood. He laid down resting a bit while fans booed. He got up and walked out of the ring injured badly, you watched this and couldn’t help but cringed and squirm in your seat. You were still deciding whether to go and help him at least walk or leave him. You were afraid he would start sexual assaulting you or do something to you, so fuck that! You stood up from your seat tired and sore and when he noticed you he smiled and walked over to you very slowly since he was tired and sore as well. He tried to reach out you but he had no idea what your name was, yeah the announcer had said your name but after all those dirty thoughts of you he forgot your name. He tried to call you up or at least try to catch up but it seemed like it was never going to happen so he gave up and just let you go. Weeks passed and you kept wrestling some of the matches being so bloody you almost fainted but they were okay. Christina was a strong wrestler and so were you. Your match was the one who got more fans, yours and Jon’s. You would sometimes notice him starring at you or trying to call you out but you would always ignore him. He was way to fucking creepy and the way he treated women come on but one night while you finished your match he came to the ring with a microphone.

“Congratulations princess, you deserve it you‘re fucking hot and rad wrestler.  Maybe you should come and pass by my house some day and sit on my cock.” He said with a smirk, you got pissed the way he was talking to you was really bad and you were trying so hard not to slap the shit out of him. You hated him; he was annoying, rude, disgusting and perverted. What he did next was something you couldn’t take and so what you did to him was his entire fault.

“So what do you say hot stuff? Huh? Want to go to my apartment when we finish here?” He asked as he came closer to you and spanked you. Your beautiful (E/c) eyes widen and you slapped him. Everyone gasp and he chuckled, he then grabbed your hair and kneeled you down.

“Look here princess I came all the way down here for you and I’m not leaving without you so your only option is to say yes. What do you say?” He asked as he looked down at you still grabbing you by your (H/c) hair.  You smirked and he returned one, you then hit him right in his nuts making him fall to his knees and letting go of you. You grabbed the microphone and looked at him smiling while he suffered in pain.

“Now you listen to me you disgusting pervert. You know why I slapped you? Because I’m different from all the other girls you’ve mistreat because unlike them I’m not scared of you, so that’s it okay? You’re not going to treat me like I’m just another one of your girlfriends you might be Jon Moxley and whatever the hell you want but me, oh you’re going to respect me.“ You dropped the microphone next to him as he moaned in pain still holding his balls. It was confirmed. You were the only one for him, he fell in love with you and he wasn’t going to let you go. He thought of this while he grinned and tried to recover.

I’ve come to notice that this is the picture that has the most notes on my blog… And it makes me so sad to see so many of you feeling like this.

It gets better guys, it really does! In just a matter of a few weeks I’m a happier person. I’ve gotten rid of a lot of people who were making me feel so bad about myself. I’m not so down anymore and I just feel so much better.

If any of you EVER need anybody to talk to PLEASE come to me! I will talk and listen. I promise my life on it. You won’t bug me and I’ll understand, I’ve been through it and I’m still going through it. Just please come to me if you need anybody by your side! I’ll be that person!

I usually come on here at 4am and have a rant but today im actually pretty happy like ive come here just to tell you that i love you, i was looking through my videos from the summer and some vlogs and i was reading the comments and it was making me so fricking happy like im so lucky i hardly ever get horrid things thrown at me (like of course i have but not to a large extent) and im just so god damn lucky to have you guys in my life and what i love the most is i really do know who 90% of you are and because of that i really really feel like you guys are my best friends who i get to talk to everyday, come to when im down, when i need advice, just omg you guys make me so happy and honest i just want to say thank you for that, im not used to being happy but ever since this whole youtube thing has happened i get happier by the day like sure i have my downs so does everyone but they are no where near what they used to be and just having you guys here amazes me like its me??????? Of all people and just gaahhh one day we are all going to meet and we will hug and chat and it will be the best day of my life because i honestly love you guys more than anything (even more than ashton irwin) and just *sigh* thank you so much for bringing me happiness and helping me love what I do even more and supporting me and I just love you. A lot.

“Six” pt 6: Something Wicked This Way Comes

Searching for your family to protect them, you come across Deadpool. Unsure if he is an enemy, you engage in combat. Steve and Bucky race across the Atlantic to help you. A new opponent in revealed.

Spinoff of the Mayday Series

Captain America x Reader

Warnings: Violence, language, feels, FLUFF, and maybe things heat up in part seven you’ll just have to see… ;)

I was getting really tired of this guy in the red jumpsuit. I was stronger than he was, but he was faster than me. And he wouldn’t stop talking. He felt the need to continuously run his mouth, but wouldn’t tell me anything I actually wanted to know.

“What are you doing here?” I roared at him, leaping out of the way of his katana, springing myself off of the wall and through a doorway, into a small bedroom. I rolled over the bed and onto the floor beside it. He pounced after me, balancing for a moment on the headboard before following me to the other side of the room.

“I could ask you the same thing. I was given orders to take out anyone who came poking around. Which would be you.” He swung a foot at my head, but I ducked at the last second and it cracked the window instead. I stabbed at him with the katana I’d taken from him; he bounced out of the way; practically danced out of the way, actually. Was this asshole dance-fighting?

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Tabimatsu: Toyama Story 1

EP 001: Itte Yo~!! In DAMU / 言ってよ〜!!in ダム

EP 001: Tell Us~!! In a Dam

@tabimatsu-skits so I was looking through the skits page on your blog and I saw that you looked like you really needed toyama

fam I got u at least until karamatsu is involved

Osomatsu: The dam’s bigger than I thought, and the wall is so tall, too!

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Okay, so I’ve been going through a lot of Overwatch ship tags here and the amount of hate I’m seeing is astounding??? like I get it, you may absolutely -hate- a certain pairing but does that really give you the right to go after people who do? The hate doesn’t even have to be directly on posts, just putting stuff in the tag that suggests hate can hurt some people.

I admit, there are Overwatch ships that even -I- don’t like and yes even those i -really- dont like. But I’m not going to make people feel like crap for enjoying them, and hell if you wanna send me cute fanart and headcanons for these pairings, I’ll gladly look at them!

And this just doesnt just apply to Overwatch I know, but seriously guys, come on. Just knock it off, please we are just here to enjoy our ships and the art, we don’t need the hate.

First Year ✔

Chamber of Secrets here we come…

△⃒⃘Today, Feb. 5th 2015, is the one year birthday of this blog! I made this back last year when I was at a very low state. I’m not going to bore you and go into detail but when I made this blog and started writing/getting a following, it really made me happy for the first time in a while. I really got into writing again and was able to practice it a lot on this blog! I really want to thank you guys so much for being so incredibly kind to us. This blog is definitely an escape for me and I feel like it’s an escape for some of you guys.You guys are really the best supporters, and we get lots of sweet messages all the time. We have really met a lot of people through this blog and its like a huge Harry Potter party 24/7! So seriously, Thank you, whether you just started following this blog or have been here since the beginning. Thank you xo ⚯͛ △⃒⃘

-Lauren (▰˘◡˘▰)

I wasn’t a part of the blog from the start, I joined a little over a month after Lauren founded it. I did follow it from the start though, and I still remember being hella nervous about applying to be a member. I am so glad I did though, I am really happy to be an active part of the Harry Potter fandom, no matter how small my part is.This blog is surprisingly relaxing for me, and a very welcome escape sometimes. I hope it’s the same for you, me and Lauren try to make this a safe and fun space for you and I like to think we succeed. And that’s mainly because of our wonderful followers, you guys. Everytime I’m feeling down, a nice or sweet message appears in our ask box and reminds me how lucky I am to be able to interact with you all. So, here’s to our first full year of a blog and onto the next. And remember: “Hogwarts will always be there to welcome you home.” ;)


So, for today, if any of you guys want to ask any questions, even more personal ones, feel free too! I’ll be here all night lol. (ノ◕ヮ◕)ノ*:・゚✧ Also tell us about yourselves, off anon or on. It would be great to get to know more of our followers, like where you guys are from, what gender, anything. :D

-Lauren and Kerrie.

Finally got my husband through the end of season two of Arrow. We’re talking about a comic book guy here, you guys. He and I literally met at a comic book store. 

He not only thanked me for making him watch the show, but he loves Felicity and he legitimately gasped out loud when Oliver told Felicity that Slade had taken the wrong woman and then he said “Oh wow, that was actually… really, really great.”

Then… then… he challenged me. He said - and I shit you not on this - “There’s a federal holiday coming up. I’m going to ban you from the house with your laptop for the whole day. I challenge you to get 12k words of fic written in one day. If you do it, I’ll do upper body workouts every day for two weeks.” …As if i needed incentive? I do not. BUT I WILL TAKE IT. 

I am in so much pain right now oh god

in a good way because that was a fanfuckingtastic episode, but also in a HOLY FUCKING SHIT kind of way

  • Dean being like hey let’s call Cas even though he’s been AWOL just in case he answers this time cos maybe he’ll answer, and hey while we’re at it Cas you wanna come hang out with me on a WW2 sub while Sam STAYS BEHIND all platonic work related here yup
  • Casifer being sopping wet gives me life
  • I fucking had to pause it like ten times because IT WAS SO STRESSFUL GUYS IT’S NOT REALLY CAS GUYS GUYS
  • convenient little spell to break through warding that needs an archangel HMMM I WONDER WHERE WE CAN GET ONE
  • and all the talk about how Cas isn’t even at full power poor baby has been through the fucking wringer
  • LUCIFER DOING THE CAS VOICE (and then calling it angelic constipation which pffffffft what an appropriate description of Cas’ emotional state of being)
  • Dean wanting to use the Hand of God to help the sub instead of bringing it back because he’s just a big ol’ teddy bear and he just wants to help arghhhhhhh
  • okay but then
  • but then
  • Cas
  • Lucifer touches Sam’s soul
  • and tries to kill him
  • AND
  • AND
  • like we were all talking about how Dean felt like something was off because Casifer wasn’t as concerned with Dean as Cas usually is but like, seriously
  • this is that but to the fucking extreme
  • as soon as Cas has control he’s just like DEAN IS DEAN OKAY WE NEED TO SAVE DEAN, I mean we all saw even just in the promo that there are other ways to time travel, Henry fucking used his own soul to do it  BUT NO CAS NEEDS TO SAVE DEAN (and make sure Lucifer doesn’t kill Sam because that’s very important too)
  • and then what really killed me
  • actually killed me dead
  • was Dean’s face
  • not just a few seconds of him in pain and then the mask to cover it up
  • no
  • the entire last few minutes he looked like Lucifer had shoved his hand inside Dean’s chest, grabbed his heart, and yanked it out of his chest a la last week’s episode
  • and then he insists that Cas wouldn’t willingly give himself up to Lucifer he really can’t absorb it
  • and then the whole thing with Delphine how she used the hand of god instead of Dean to destroy the threat and it killed her which probably has other implications but right now all I can think about it Cas taking in Lucifer instead of Sam to destroy the threat and THAT’S AN UPSETTING TRAIN OF THOUGHT
  • and I just
  • I can’t
  • with any of this

leave me here to die

Lifeline ; Chapter Two

Here it is! The long awaited chapter two! I really hope you guys are liking this- I love doing the research and writing it! As always, feedback is loved around here!

One | Two |


“Ow…. ow… Ow- Hey come on now, cut me some slack!” you whined, feeling this overly excited doctor tie another stitch on your arm. He hadn’t seem to take any notice to your constant ‘ow’-ing, either that or he was too sucked into his work that he didn’t hear. Either way, you were getting a little tired of the constant painful pokes and gross-feeling thread through your skin.

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