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Ok hear me out. I've been thinking a lot about this. A long time ago I saw this picture on pinterest about the tattoo around the arm signifying the loss of a loved one. That got me thinking about a dark part of my life. I'm slowly planning a couple of tattoos and that's when I thought it. And before I go on I want to say that if someone thought of this before me to let me know.

What if instead of a circle you tattoo an almost circle to signify that you almost lost someone. Could be someone you know or yourself. In the picture I drew a circle in black and my idea in blue to show what I mean. If someone thought it was cool and gets it done send me a pic or tag me.😊😊😊

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*boops your nose* send this to ten blogs you think are lovely and deserve a boop on the nose 💞💞

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Hi.

I don't know how many people read my stuff, but I'm grateful for every single one of you. A couple of months ago I had the joy of finding out I was pregnant. Sadly two and a half week ago I had a miscarriage. Hence the recent one shot I made. I'm telling you guys this because it was huge, and I want people going through similar stuff to know that I'm here if they need someone they don't know to talk to.

Take care of each other😊🥰

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My Baby

This story is based on events from my own life. 

Warnings: Miscarriage

Pairing: AvengersXPlatonic!OC

If anyone wants me to write something just send an ask. :) Thank you to @every-marveler-ever​ for editing for me.

Ever since the news of my pregnancy was announced everyone in the tower was walking on eggshells around me. They’re acting like I’ll bite their heads off if they talk to me, and it was starting to bother me a lot. One day it got to the point where I told Jarvis to summon everyone to a meeting room. There I would explain everything about my feelings and listen to their concerns. 

Surprisingly everyone was sitting down when I walked in the door, they weren’t even arguing about the silly things they usually would. “Good Morning everyone!” I smiled at everyone and sat down at the head of the table. “Why are we having a meeting Dawn?” Tony asked me annoyed I dragged him out of the lab. “Because I’m tired of you guys treating me like a china doll,” I say it as simple as I can without insulting them.

We had a long discussion on everything concerning the pregnancy I was experiencing at 19 and the fact that the father wouldn’t be in the picture. To which Natasha said something along the lines of “We should castrate him” and everyone laughed at that. After the meeting, I decided it was time to tell the rest of my family since I had only told my mother about it beforehand. 

I decided to just send them a message because having as many siblings as me with different reactions is exhausting. As soon as everyone saw it I got a lot of congratulations from almost everyone. My ringtone startled me and I looked to see that my slightly older sister was calling. “Are you serious?” was all she said and I assumed she was talking about the pregnancy “Yes, I am,” I tell her firmly so she would know I was. 

The other Avengers were sitting around me in the living room “You’re ruining your life. You won’t get a good education. That thing doesn’t have a heartbeat yet, you should get rid of it.” she started to ramble on and on about how I was never going to succeed in life unless I took an abortion. “Just because you gave up doesn’t mean I will” I snarl through the phone before I hang up and start to cry. All at once, I heard feet run to me and everyone was hugging me all at once saying they would be here for me.

------ A few days later ------

These past days I had been gathering information for a mission the others were preparing for. A new Hydra base had been found and they were planning on raiding it sooner rather than later. Right now I was on my way to brief them on what they should expect when it suddenly felt like my stomach was cramping. “It’s probably the worry for the others” I mumble to myself as I open the door to the meeting room hearing Steve and Tony argue about something. “Guys shut up” I demand as I give them their tablets so they could see for themself what they would go into. “Good luck on the mission, come home safe” I smiled at them while holding the left side of my lower back as I walked out.

Hours had gone by with a pulsing like pain going through my lower back and stomach, and it was starting to worry me. Therefore I decided to book an appointment at the doctors for tomorrow just to be sure everything was alright. I had talked to my mother about it earlier today and she told me that I needed to relax and not do any heavy lifting like I normally would when the others are gone.

Midnight came, and I woke up to sharp pains, and when I looked down, I was bleeding slightly. Picking up my phone I called my mom freaking out and asking her what I should do “Put in a pad, and if it isn’t better by tomorrow you go to the hospital” she then hangs up. Deciding to do what she said I went to the bathroom and did my business then went to bed trying and failing at getting any more sleep. 

Driving to the doctor’s office I was nervous and hoping for some good news despite the dread I was feeling. The secretary soon called my name and she showed me the room I was supposed to be in. “Thank you” I try to smile at her but based on the look of pity on her face it must have looked like a grimace. “The doctor will be here any minute” she then closed the door leaving me here alone to my thoughts. “Hello, Ms It says here you’re pregnant and have experienced some cramps and bleeding” the doctor greets me and goes straight to business. “Correct” I answered every question he had before he decided to take a blood test and schedule an ultrasound. 

Changing into the usual hospital gown I sat in bed twiddling my thumbs realising I was all alone without any of my friends or family around. Picking up my phone I asked the others for a status report on the mission only to find they were four hours away from home. Not wanting them to worry I told them I had a few errands to run and that I would be back sometime later. As soon as I sent the text my doctor came through the door and told me that he was going to perform the ultrasound now.

---- A couple of hours later ----

I took a taxi back to the tower and went right past the others without saying anything and just went to my room. “Friday, don’t let anyone come in here” I sob out and lock the door and lay down on my bed. 

---- Tony’s P.O.V ----

Dawn had told us that she was running some errands earlier today, yet when she came back she didn’t have anything with her and she didn’t say hi to any of us. “Am I the only one that saw that?” I ask and look at the others while I point in the direction she left in. “We saw” Natasha confirmed that we all saw the heartbroken look on Dawn's face “Should someone take a look?” Steve asked with a worried frown on his face. “Let her be while we order dinner for everyone” I decided we didn’t need to crowd around her all at once. Secretly I made a gesture to Bucky telling him to have a look since he was the sneakiest out of all of us.

---- Bucky’s P.O.V ----

Tony gestured for me to check on Dawn, and I happily did, seeing as she was one of the first people here to welcome me with open arms. Knocking on her door I only heard Friday tell me that she didn’t want anyone. Knowing she only did that when something was really wrong I decided to do something drastic and broke the door off its hinges. 

Dawn was laying in her bed looking at the roof completely spaced out “Dawn?” I ask in a whisper not wanting to scare her. She didn’t even look at me “Are you okay? What happened?” I sat down on the bed beside her and touched her head. Only when she felt my touch did she look at me and the look in her eyes was nearly breaking my heart. Her mouth opened like she wanted to say something, but all that came out was sobs and she buried her face in my stomach. I stroked her hair and tried to calm her down. “Friday get Bruce and the others” I ordered worried for her and not knowing what I should do. 

While I was waiting for the others I heard a tiny whisper “I failed her, I killed her” it was all she said again and again. “Huh? Who are you talking about?” I ask looking at her hair “I lost my baby girl” she hiccuped and put her head down again. I didn’t have time to respond before the others came through the broken door “You broke the door!” Tony asked, looking at it with big eyes. “Emergency,” I said and whispered to Bruce what she told me so he could help me calm her down while I told the others “Hallway now” I pointed with a serious face. They all went out after me “What’s happening?” Clint asked looking at Dawn and Bruce. I didn’t know how to tell them “Based on what she told me I think she lost the baby” I then explained exactly what she told me. 

Tony had gone to get a Stark pad or whatever so he could look at her medical records and it said right there that she had suffered a miscarriage. “Poor girl, she was so excited” Clint and Natasha went in to comfort her “Sorry about the door,” I told Tony before the rest went in “Don’t worry” he shrugged. 

We all were sitting or laying somewhere in her bed just touching her so she knew she wasn’t alone. “We’re here for you, it’s okay to be sad,” Natasha said and we all made noises showing we agreed. No matter what we would be there through this chapter in her life and help her with the grief. 

----- THE END -----

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❗AVOID THESE PEDOPHILES AT ALL COSTS! ❗

I was scrolling through Tumblr and came across a post of KNOWN PEDOPHILES ON TUMBLR (many of which have or want to rape actual children/minors)

THERE ARE ACTUAL PEDOPHILES ON TUMBLR TRYING TO GET IN TOUCH WITH MINORS ON TUMBLR

PLEASE SIGNAL BOOST THIS LIST AND KEEP OUR MINORS SAFE

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“Those poor boys”

“She deserves to be punished too.”

“I’m not saying I support rape, but-”

“Sorry to say - she deserved it.”

“She put herself in harm’s way”

“But if she was fingered, then that’s not rape.”

“She ruined their lives.”

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Always reblog

Keep the flame going for those we have lost to suicide. 

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To be beautiful means to be yourself. You don't need to be accepted by others. You need to accept yourself. When you are born a lotus flower, be a beautiful lotus flower, don't try to be a magnolia flower. If you crave acceptance and recognition and try to change yourself to fit what other people want you to be, you will suffer all your life. True happiness and true power lie in understanding yourself, accepting yourself, having confidence in yourself.

— Thích Nhất Hạnh

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Okay anyone who likes Halloween. I need ideas for what to dress as. I know that it's early, but I have to bring it to my school dorm this weekend since I'm not going home before christmas. Here are some ideas I got.

1. Little red riding hood.

2. A different turn on the disney princesses. (if so which)

3. Thing 1 and Thing 2 from the cat with the hat.

4. A thief

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Yes!! This whole series is so good! ❤️❤️

Here For You Part 6 - Final

Fandom: Chicago PD / One Chicago

Series: Here For You

Part 1 // Part 2 // Part 3 // Part 4 // Part 5 // Part 6 (Final)

Pairing: Jay Halstead x Reader

Warning/s: none

Word Count: 1,534

Summary: Y/N’s world spun out of control after she got pregnant, uprooting her life and moving to Chicago only for her brother to get involved in a murder trial. Now, her baby is finally here, and with Jay by her side her life feels like it’s finally coming together again, until someone from her past comes back into the picture and threatens to tear down everything she’s tried so hard to build.

The trial process was nervewracking, multiple interviews, assessing characters, income, stability… You were glad you had Jay to lean on when it got overwhelming, but you knew you were the best thing for Lucas, and you held onto that throughout the ordeal. 

Between juggling raising your son and fighting to keep him, you made yourself think about your own future, not just in terms of Jay, but in terms of a career too. So when Lucas was big enough, you were going to start training to be a nurse. It was a time of near constant fear, but also hope; you could see your life beyond this, all you had to go was get past this colosal hurdle. 

Tommy on the other hand, as you learned in court, didn’t have a job or apartment, and had bailed on two separate court-ordered rehabs, leading to hefty fines he couldn’t afford to pay. Needless to say, the trail was going in your favour.

Eventually, the judge ruled that you were to receive full custody, but adviced you let Tommy have visitation at your own discretion, and at a time when he was in a fitter state and child support was being paid regularly and in full, the issue of custody could be revisited. Tommy wasn’t happy, but it was everything you could have asked for. 

You left the courtroom with your head held high that day, Henry passing you back Lucas as he and Jay led you out towards the elevators. Tommy chose that moment to approach, your smile wiped from your face in an instant. 

“Y/N,” he said with force, making you stop in your tracks and turn to face him. He was angry, and while you couldn’t exactly blame him… wait, yes you could. Tommy was the one who wanted to take this to court, actually having the audacity to put you and Lucas through all that thinking he had a chance. 

Jay put a protective hand on your back, positioning himself so that he was slightly shielding you and your son. “You brought this on yourself,” you told him, watching his eyes flare with rage as you continued, “if you’d have just reached out properly, we might have been able to sort something out without needing it to get this far.” 

It wasn’t a lie, you would have considered it, maybe not when you were lying in a hospital bed with your new born baby obviously, and he never should have expected that, but you could have come to an arangement. 

Tommy rolled his eyes and grumbled something you didn’t care to repeat, Jay tensing beside you. “Who the hell is this guy anyway, seriously?” He asked, gesturing to Jay with indignation, “this guy isn’t Lucas’ dad, I am, and what? He gets to be around my kid whenever he wants while I have to beg you for scraps?” 

Lucas was starting to fuss in your arms as you took a step away from Jay towards Tommy, wanting to show him that you were fighting your own battles. Jay cast you a worried glance but he didn’t stop you. You took a breath, leveling yourself as you felt your blood boil. 

“Yes,” you answered his question, much to his shock and anger, “Jay’s been there for me, for us, this whole time since we met, since you left. He’s a good man, kind and dedicated, and Lucas would be lucky to have Jay for a dad.” 

You heard Jay suck in a small sharp breath, not expecting you to say that; Tommy gasped in surprise, almost looking hurt. Honestly, you were surprised you said that outloud too, but there it was. Henry was smiling in a knowing way, glad his sister was finally standing up for herself.  

“You little…” Tommy hissed, taking a step forward and pointing his finger in an acusatory manner. Instinctively, you took a step back, a protective arm around Lucas as he started to cry. That was all the cue Jay needed to intervene, blocking Tommy’s path.

Security took a step forward, ready to de-escalate the situation if they needed to, but Jay had it under control, sensing the shift in Tommy’s stance and the way he clenched his fist. It was an obvious swing, one that Jay dodged with ease, a slight glint clear in his eyes, gaining all the justification he’d been waiting for as he aimed a well placed punch at Tommy’s nose, knocking him to the ground in one hit. 

Tommy looked daised, steam practically coming out of his eyes as he tried to stand, clearly going for round two before he froze, staring at the badge Jay had just revealed under his shirt. Jay signaled to the guard to pick him up off the floor.

“Congratuations Tommy, you’ve just assaulted a police detective in a court house full of witnesses,” he told him, nodding towards the crowd of people who had stopped what they were doing to witness the commotion. 

Any sympathy you might have had was gone as you looked him square in the eyes. “Goodbye Tommy,” you told him, turning on your heals as you soothed your crying son. You already had an actual baby to take care of, you didn’t need to pile a grown man onto that list. Somewhere down the line, you might consider letting him visit Lucas, but that wasn’t going to be anytime soon. Besides, after this there wouldn’t be a judge around who wouldn’t take your side on that matter.

As the doors shut to the elevator and Tommy was taken into custody, you let out a breath you hadn’t realised you’d been holding, grateful when you felt Jay’s fingers slip into your own. You glanced down at his bruised knuckles and ran your thumb over them lightly, squeezing his hand in thanks as Lucas began to calm down. 

It had been satisfying to watch, if you were being honest, you knew Henry agreed by the smirk that had become permanently plastered on his face. Jay definitely enjoyed it a little too much, but you didn’t blame him.

You looked around at the people in the elevator. They were your family, Lucas’ family. You didn’t need Tommy, hadn’t for a long time, maybe now he’d realise that.

-

“What’s going to happen to Tommy?” You inquired once you were back in the comfort of your own apartment, Lucas finally calmed down and asleep after the ordeal at court. 

“I don’t know, but after that outburst he won’t be allowed near you or Lucas for a long time,” Jay informed you, temporarily putting on his serious detective voice, “I’ll make some calls tomorrow.” You knew he would, he took yours and Lucas’ safety very seriously, Tommy was probably at the 21st right now nursing his nose.

“I didn’t want this, Lucas deserves stability, a good father…” You sighed with frustration, all the emotion you’d bottled up during the day and the trail threatening to boil over. Jay grabbed your hand and you met his eyes, “I meant what I said in there, about you. I want you in his life.”

“I want to be in his life, I love him…” Jay told you honestly, taking a deep readying breath, as if preparing himself for what he was about to say, “I’m kind of in love with you too.”

“Jay-,” You breathed, shocked by his declaration.

“I know you’ve been through a lot and this is sudden, but I love you Y/N, and I want to be a part of your life, both of your lives,” he continued, taking your other hand too. 

His touch was strong, warm, comforting, everything you wanted for yourself and Lucas. Jay had proven time and time again the kind of man he was, without fail, he’d been kind, patient, supportive… everything Tommy had never been, everything you didn’t think you deserved, but here he was, ready to give it all to you without hesitation. 

So you told him the truth, the truth you hadn’t even realised it until this moment, buried deep down as you’d tried to navigate your new life. “I love you too,” you told him, and it was like something cracked open in your chest, and you could breath again. You’d never said those words to anyone, not romantically, but you knew it your heart that you did.

“Yeah?” He asked hopefully, not quite believing that you’d said it back so quickly, or with so much confidence. You took him in as you thought of what to say, every detail.

“Yeah I really do, I guess I’ve been trying to fight it, thinking that it might be selfish to think about a relationship right now, but the truth is you are what’s best for him, and me,” you tried your best to explain, “I love you, and although I don’t know what’s going to happen with Tommy, I know Lucas could never ask for a better father than you.”

“You mean that?” 

“With my whole heart.” 

And then you kissed, and it felt like a promise, a promise of ‘i love you’, a promise of a future, a promise to always been there for each other, whatever came next. 

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Right back at you🥰🥰

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I love you guys. And you're all fantastic writers☺️☺️☺️☺️☺️☺️

Greatest Tumblr Award (Re-boot)

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🌺💘🌷get to know you're mutuals! when you get this, it means someone wants to know more about you, so list 5 things about yourself you want your mutuals to know. it can be as simple as your age, or as complex as your biggest fear, as long as its something you're comfortable sharing. when you're done, send this to 10 people you want to know better🌷💘🌺

Awww. Let's see. I'm 19 years old. I love drawing and painting. I have a lot of siblings. I'm Bisexual. And I'm a survivor.

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Please takj to someone. If you need someone you don't know send me a message.❤️

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That hit to deep😭😭

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Hey Ya'll.

There's not all that many of you, but for those of you that do watch what I post. I'm just here to tell you I'll be taking a break from writing and posting. Just to deal with a couple of things in my personal life. Love you guys.

- Blondie

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Mine was Riot by Hollywood undead.

The people I would have tagged has already done it.

Spotify Tag Game

Shuffle your liked songs on Spotify and reblog with what song it is. Then tag more people. I’ll try and make a playlist with all of them.

Mine was After Rain by Dermot Kennedy

Tagging: @just-some-gen-z-things @thxnderclouds @extremeloser @official-lucifers-child @post-up-marvel @queenofthyme @fuzzyblanketcuddles @wettthepottterheadss4120 @little-surfer-little-girl