#AND ANOTHER THING I NOTICED WITJ THAT

[5hrignold]

what do they mean by this

[lyriakisser]

me ranting about erm the possible npd

okay this actually fucking SUCKS because i have always thought i felt?? inferior?? to people?? but now i noticed i may Not?? i have always been a fake ass bitch im not even gonna lie most of the persona i crafted for the internet is entirely composed of glorifying my absolute worst traits until they become likeable enough for people to not notice them And even then i am barely sincere with people at all. in so many aspects. and so i may or may not. uhm. be doing all this for the only purpose of feeling superior. and getting attention. i still cant tell if attention seeky immediately means npd because sometimes i do feel like the lowest of lows BUT NOW IM NOT EVEN SURE IF THATS A REAL TRUE FEELING OR ANOTHER LIE TO MAKE PEOPLE HAVE PITY ON ME. OKAY?? im gonna be honest irl i can be a fucking bitch regardless of my social anxiety i always felt superior to all my classmates deep inside despite that being not exactly the case in some things i just never said anything about those thoughts. What if my fucking habit of not answering to people's texts links back to this. What if im starting to not feel like people deserve me and not the other way around. how do i still feel both ways and still feel like one is a lie. WHAT THE FUCKBIS WRONG WITJ ME.

[jarofstyles]

i’m soft for dad!h. Any chance you’d be open to writing a sweet blurb of H getting overwhelmed watching bub for a week after y/n went on a girls trip & is relieved to have her home because it was clear that he and bub were missing her🥺🥺

Dad!H is always… so soft to me.

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“I know, Bub. Mumma’s gonna be home in just a few minutes.” He had handled his first solo weekend with their little one quite well, he thinks. All things considered, their baby was quite good. There had been a bit of crying, a little restlessness.

It was clear that he missed Y/N, possibly more than he did himself. His head would swivel every time Harry would walk into the living room while he sat in his play pen, kicking his little feet as he had his baby eyes trained on the doorway as if waiting for Y/N to follow.

Realistically, this trip had only made his love his wife even more than he had realized. Seeing and experiencing what she does on a day to do, even though he considered himself very involved in their sons life gave him a new sense of appreciation and love for her. How she definitely changed diapers witj much more precision than he did. How she managed to always know exactly what was wrong with him despite him not able to verbally communicate- it was just a lot.

Their son babbled in Harry’s arms, little hands tugging at his tee shirt as he waited in the living room. “I know, Bud. I missed her so much too. She keeps this ship afloat, hm? Don’t blame ya for Bein’ a mumma’s boy. I am too.” He laughed at his own joke, ears peeking up as he heard the beep and door open.

His legs moved them to the entryway, seeing her entire face light up as she dropped the bag on the floor. If there was one thing this trip had taught her, it was that she much preferred her small home family bubble. Her husband and baby were her safe space. Being away only made her realize that she was constantly thinking about them both, if Harry was okay, if baby had eaten or was being too fussy. If she needed to come home early.

Her phone had been on alert the whole time and she was ready to hop in the car and go on home to her family at a moments notice.

“There are my favorite boys!” She cooed opening her arms and wrapping them around both Harry and their son who was cushioned between the both of them. Tiny giggles came from him, squirming in Harry’s grasp as he smelled and felt his Mumma for the first time in what seemed like forever in his new baby brain.

“Oh, you’ve both gotten even more handsome. And look at you!” She pulled back and pressed an audible kiss to their son’s cheek. “Even bigger! Gonna make Daddy look like an ant soon enough.” Her little kisses moved from the baby to Harry’s lips, smacking them together dramatically.

“Mmm. Finally. Thought the trip would never end.”

The words made his brows crease, the hand not holding up their infant coming to caress her cheek. “Yeah? Why, did somethin’ happen? Did y’not enjoy yourself, darling?”

She smiled softly and leaned into the warmth of his hand. He was by far her rock. Her love. And this was another example of why she missed it. “No, it was fine, H. Don’t get that little brow wrinkle.” She teased. “Just… wasn’t home. Didn’t hear Cocomelon in the background or have your guitar strumming in my ear. Figured out there won’t be many more girl trips while he’s still this little. Missed you both, far far too much.”

The feeling was mutual.

[piers-wifey]

Lear x reader (Babys first word)

You were in the kitchen, sitting on a chair and writing a shopping list, when Lear came in. Holding your child in his arms.

"What are you doing, y/n?" he asked you curious.

"Writing a shopping list. We're out of baby food and nappies again." you mumbled. The silver haired prince just nodded and eyed his child lovingly. When you looked up and saw the gentle smile on his handsome face, you just couldn't resist the urge to smile as well.

"You know, you really should do that more often. It looks nice on you." you said. When Lear heard that, his cheeks turned red. "Oh uh t-tjanks I guess?" he stuttered. You just giggled and got up from your chair. "You're welcome." you said sweetly and gave him a loving kiss, which he returned immediately. Both of you then looked deep into each others eyes. But the moment only lasted for a few seconds, before the happy giggling of your child, eyeing both his/her parents curiously, attracted your attention.

"Seems like someone wants all the attention to himself/herself." Lear chuckled and lookedat you in amusement. You nodded and gave your child a tender kiss on the forehead. This time your baby made a very joyful squeak, which made you both laugh wholeheartedly. When you heard the silver haired prince making that noise, your heart just melted. You knew that it was very rare for the young male to laugh like that. Hearing him laughing at his babys squeaks and giggles like that, made you smile even wider. You could tell, that he had changed a lot, since your son/daughter was born. He's much more caring now and, even though he denies it every time you mention it, has become a lot softer. Especially when he's around his precious kid. He really has a soft spot for his son/daughter. You often caught him playing peek-a-boo or got your nose with him/her. Of course Lear thinks that nobody sees him doing this, and it's true. Nobody ever did. Neither Rachel nor Sawyer had seen their Master being a little goof around his kid. Nobody knew he could be like that, except for you of course. But you would never tell him that you know about it, since you know, he would literally die of embarrassment if you did.

"I love you so much y/n. You and our precious little prince/princess." Lear said and rested his chin on youe head, holding you close, while you snuggled up to him. "I love you too, Lear."

~Little Timeskip~

"I'll be back soon and don't make any trouble, okay?" you said jokingly and gave both, Lear and your son/daughter a goodbye kiss, before you left. The silverhead blushed a bit when you said that. He knew exactly what you meant by that. And it was still very embarrassing for him

Being covered in baby powder and having milk spilled all over his expensive clothes and the couch, isn't exactly what you would expect to see, when you come home after being out with your friends for a few hours, right? You could never forget Lears sheepish smile and the embarrassed look on his face, when you stood in the entrance of the living room, watching him trying to clean up the mess he had made. Of course you wondered, how this could've happened, especially after being away for only three hours. But to you, it was a hilarious sight. And as soon as you entered the room, you grabbed the camera and took a few pictures. You would later write on the backside of one of them "A day with papa"

You had promised Lear not to show those pictures to anyone, but there was no chance you would deny your friends to see this cute and funny moment. You even showed them to Rachel and Sawyer. Everyone of them, could hardly hold back a laugh. It was just too funny seeing the crown prince and future king kneeling on the floor, covered in milk and baby powder, trying to clean up everything, while his son/daughter sat on the couch, clapping and laughing. After you took a few more pictures, you helped him. But since that day, you would always look at Lear say, that you're the mother of two children.

"This time, it'll be different!" Lear says to himself and heads to the living room. He had almost reached it, when suddenly Rachel and Sawyer appeared out of nowhere.

"Oh, there you are, young Master. We've been looking for you." the dark skinner man said. The silverhead rose an eyebrow and looked questioningly at his two servants. "What is it?" he asked. Rachel took a step forward and bowed her head slightly. "It's about Team Break. We heard they're making trouble again. This time, they attacked the Champions and tried to steal their Pokémon."

The young prince narrowed his eyebrows and let out a irritated sigh. "This damn Team Break is really starting to get on my nerves!" he growled angrily, but stopped immediately, when he sensed the uneasiness of his child. He gently rocked it back and forth, trying to calm him/her, before he looked back at his two servants. "As you can see, I have to take care of the kid now. And as long as y/n isn't back, I can't go anywhere."

Both, Sawyer and Rachel understood what their boss meant with that. "Understood." The dark skinned male said, before he and the purple haired female gave a slight bow of the head and left. When both of them were gone, Lear let out a quiet sigh of relief. He knew that he wasn't completely honest with them. Of course he could've given the child into the care of another servant, but the thing is, he just don't want another person to take care of his child. Lear was absolutely sure, that both, Rachel and Sawyer were fully aware about his little lie. But on the other hand, why should he care? He's not only their boss, but also the future king. So they had to follow his orders, no matter what. And besides, he was absolutely sure, that this brat Scottie/Bettie, would've taken care of Team Break, long before he even had the chance to grab his Pokéball. So why should he even bother to go? Right now, he has better things to do, than chasing some idiots in ridiculous masks, around the island.

When Lear heard his childs babbling, he looked down. As soon as his purple eyes met his sons/daughters blue ones, he couldn't hold back another gentle smile. "Your eyes are just as beautiful as your mothers." he said softly and nuzzled him/her. And as if the child had understood its fathers words, he/she started to giggle and tried to 'say' something in baby language. Hearing the happy babbling of his baby, gave Lear an idea. He quickly went to the living room. When he entered said room, he headed to the couch and sat down. His kid soon stopped its babbling and looked at the silverhead witj big, curious eyes. After a last, bery careful look at the entrance to the room, Lear started to speak. "Let's surprise mommy, okay?"

The baby tilted its head slightly, not knowing what the words, his/her father said, meant.

"Well, since your trying to speak, let's teach you your first word."

The child started to laugh. His/her eyes full of delight.

"Okay, now listen very carefully. Say Papa."

Again, the child just giggled and babbled something, Lear couldn't understand. "Hey hey, try to focus little one. You're a prince/princess."

But since the baby didn't knew what a prince/princess was, he/she just kept laughing and squeaking.

"No no, say Papa." Lear said, even though he was more laughing than speaking.

~Small Timeskip~

The young prince had no idea, how long he was sitting here, trying to teach the baby to say Papa. A brief look at the clock then told him, that it must've been at least two hours. Lear raised his eyebrows. It really surprised him, that he had the patience to sit here for two hours, trying to teach his kid his/her first word. Every person, Lear included, was aware of the young prince's lack of patience. Especially when he had to repeat himself more than two times. But around his son/daughter, he was completely different. Gentle, soft spoken, patient, even a little goofy and most importantly, loving and caring.

"Come on, say Papa. I know you can do it!" the young, silver haired man said encouraging.

"Da..." The little boy/girl tried to imitate the sound his/her father had made.

"Yes almost. Do it again, say Papa."

The child tilted its head again. "Da...Da..." There was a short pause, before the baby tried it again. Lear just smiled. "You're doing great! Come on, one more try. Pa-pa."

Lear could see, that his kid wanted to say it again, but he /she was interrupted by a huge yawn.

"Huh, seems like someone's tired." he said, sounding a bit disappointed. The baby yawned again.

"Okay little prince/princess, time for your nap." he said gently and picked him/her up. As soon as Lear held his child in his arms, he/she buried his/her face into his chest. When the young prince entered the childs room, he turned on the nightlight and headed to the crib. Before he put his child into it, he gave him/her a very tender kiss on the forehead.

"I love you so much, my sweet little prince/princess. I know that I'm not the best father, but I'm really trying my best. And I promise you that I, as long as I'm here, will do everything, to protect you from any harm!" he promised and gave his child another loving kiss. After he had put his son/daughter carefully into the crib, he gently touched the sleeping babys cheek. This made the little one smile.

"Dream well, my precious little boy/girl." he whispered, before he turned to the entrance. The silverhead had almost reached the door, when heard something. It was his childs sleepy voice. Lear had to listen very carefully to hear it, but when he realized what his son/daughter had said, he could feel a wave full of pride and joy rushing through his body. A big smile appeared on his face.

~And another Timeskip~

"Lear, I'm back." you called. The silverhead, who was in the kitchen, came out to greet you with a sweet kiss.

"Hello love." he then said. You noticed that big, shit eating smile on his face immediately. Wondering what could possibly made him grin like that you asked: "What happened? Why are you smiling like that?"

But the only answer you received was another kiss. Confused by that, you returned the kiss. After you two were done, you asked again. This time he just looked at you. His purple eyes filled with pride and pure happiness.

"Our son/daughter said his/her first word." he told you. You gasped and looked at him, as if he had said something funny.

"Our baby did what?"

Lear grinned and hugged you tightly. "You heard right, our baby just said his/her first word."

Your eyes are starting to tear up a little. "What was it?" you asked.

Lear released you from the hug and looked deep into your eyes. Smiling proudly he said. "It was Dada."

A/n: This fanfic was inspired by a Hc from pokemon-fluff-and-headcanons. Check out his/her blog if you haven't done it yet. His/her works are truly amazing and super sweet. :3

[dobrikburrito]

Write a smut !!! Reader is tanning topless witj nothing else than bikini bottoms and is reading a book in the yard and david comes back and enjoys the view before joining her and going back to their room to do the dirtyyy

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It was a beautiful hot day outside. The sky was clear and the sun was shining bright.

You look at the clock: 2:17 pm. David was out with his publicist for meetings and wouldn’t be home for at least another two or three hours. Natalie was out doing errands, no one was coming to the house. An idea lingered in your head.

Going back to David’s room, you put on your cute bikini. Laughing to yourself about how most of your things were already at David’s.

It was your moment to relax, read a book, feel the sun kissing your skin. It was a blessing that David’s house didn’t have any nearby neighbors with the view for the yard. Feeling sassy, you took your top part of your bikini off, wanting a better tan.

The book was so entertaining that you immersed yourself in the story, page after page, not even hearing the Tesla coming down on the driveway or David walking by.

From afar, David saw you and raised a brow. Was he seeing right? A few steps in and he smirked to himself. Yeah, you were topless. Licking his lips and clearly enjoying the fact you haven’t noticed him, David took one moment to admire you and the incredible body you had. An idea lingered in his head.

Slowly walking to you, he stood outside of your peripheral vision. “Hey, gorgeous.”

You startled yourself, looking back at him. “David!” Protesting, you laughed. “Don’t scare me like that.”

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to.” David sat down on the long chair, taking one of your legs and lying it on his lap. His hand caressed the skin of your right leg. “You look beautiful.”

“Thanks, baby.” You smiled at him, trying to read his expression. “Something on your mind?”

“A few things, yeah.” Leaning towards you while biting his lower lip, David kissed you softly. “You should be naked waiting for me more often.”

He took the book out of your hand and put it down on the grass. “I’m not naked.” You commented, chuckling.

“Right, we can fix that.” His mouth was now on your chest, trailing down to your right nipple with kisses.

One deep breath in and out, you looked around. “Dave… we’re outside,”

His tongue swirled around your nipple and softly bit it. An involuntary moan left your mouth.

“I know,” His hand pressed on my thigh, making his way towards the bow on the right side of your bikini bottom.

“What if a drone passes by?” Your hand found his messy brown hair and you started to run your fingers through it.

“Guess we’ll be on the news tomorrow then,” David chuckled and alternated between your boobs, now letting the whole of the other one in his mouth and sucking it. His hand untied the bow on the right, starting to take the whole bikini out.

“Not funny.” You said while giggling, but you were enjoying it. Biting your lip, you watched his skilled tongue on your nipple again and noticed him undoing the left bow.

“Don’t worry. I’ll be quick. Then we’ll finish on my room.” His mind was set and there wasn’t really any point to try to change it.

“What is that supposed to m-…? Oh.” Your mouth was shut when you felt two of his fingers sliding inside you.

“Exactly.” David kissed you again and you were about to slap him for being a smart mouth.

His hands opened your legs while he got up to position himself better between them. You could feel chills running all over your skin, the adrenaline of being outside like this. David was absolutely loving this scenario, especially because he could feel you struggling between worrying and enjoying it. One second later, his tongue slid on your clit. Pumping his fingers in and out of me, curling inside, hitting that one spot he knew made my eyes roll back. His warm tongue was quick licking my folds, making it a lethal combination.

It was one of his favorite things to do to you, eat you out. Having a front row view of you crumbling under his touch, he loved to experiment, trying new patterns in his tongue movements and a variety of speed as well. The boy delighted himself in torturing you.

Opening your folds with his free hand, giving him a better room to work with, his tongue would feel every bit of you. Sucking, licking, not wasting a drop. Your hand was pressing his hair, trying to hold on to something. His long fingers were fast and wise, getting deeper and deeper inside you. Your pleasure was rising and rising, you tried to contain the moans coming out of your mouth, with not much success. You’d moan his name, which only motivated him even more.

Didn’t take you long to reach your orgasm with his mouth and fingers still on you. Your legs pressed on the sides of his head, your back curling up in pleasure, your fingers pulling his hair.

The moment you relaxed and looked back at David, he had a proud smirk on his face. Licking his own lips, he hissed your thigh. “You taste delicious, I could do this all day.”

You closed your eyes and chuckled. “You’ll be the death of me, Dobrik.”

“Not yet, no.” David said and you quickly opened your eyes, only to see him up and offering you his hand. Helping you get up, he led you inside the house, but once he looked back at you naked, he stopped on his tracks, changing his mind.

Taking you by the waist, firm hands tightly gripping on your skin, David gave you a passionate kiss, yet a quick one. Before you could realize what was going on, David turned you around and positioned you leaning against the kitchen counter, but ass towards him.

“Fuck the room, I need you right now.” David said, fixing his hair and undoing his belt and jeans, taking his cock out, hard as a rock, giving it two pumps before positioning himself on your entrance, wasting no time to thrust inside you. You gasped, surprised yet loving it. Starting to thrust his dick into you, David took his moment to admire the movements and how well you took him. “Fuck, baby, you look so good, you feel so good.”

You closed your eyes, feeling him completely inside you, the quick and deep movements starting to give you a rise yet again. The next moment you felt David’s body colliding to your naked one, his mouth on your ear, where you could hear his growls and gasps. One of his hands wisely grabbing your waist, the other taking one of your boobs. He started kissing your neck, biting your shoulder. Going faster and faster, deeper and deeper. One spank on your ass and you moaned his name out loud.

Your hand went back, finding his hair to pull again, earning a satisfied moan once you did. You were both rising pretty quickly, turned on by the circumstances as well.

You came first, feeling your insides contracting on David, which made him moan on your ear and quickly come too. A few more thrusts to ride both of your orgasms out and you were both completely wrecked.

[punky-pinkhaired-hufflepuff]

What dose it matter? (Remus x Reader x Severus)

::: Remus ending:::

“look Severus. I’m flattered and all but I just dont see how it could work out. I’m sorry, I can see you’ve changed for the better though. And I hope you arnt afraid to ask for my help now” you said letting him down gently. He kinda expected this. You turned around quietly now feeling a little awkward. You muttered another sorry before exiting the room.

You made your way through the halls twords Remus’s classroom. You entered once you realized he didn’t have a class. He was sitting at his desk quietly reading, upon looking up to you a smile grazed his face.

“hello there beautiful what brings you here?” He flirted, closing his book and discarding it on his desk as he stood up and walked over to you. Once he reached you he pulled you into a sweet embrace like hug. It was very cute and romantic of him but you feared a child might end up seeing you two.

“now now professor what’s the rule about PDA” you giggled. In return he rolled his eyes and chuckled. You never imagined you would be able to be this close and romantic with Remus. You were cut from your thoughts as you noticed Remus staring into your eyes. Recently you two had been having a lot of late night walks, early morning cuddle sessions and walks in the rain. You two had only been going out for a few weeks and we’re just getting used to calling each other yours and his. It was all sweet and wonderful. You stared back into his eyes and he smiled warmly.

“so, how about you and I go out for a nice fancy dinner tonight?” He asked brushing some hair behind your ear.

“oh what did you have in mind” you asked happily. He kissed your head and moved away a little.

“well it just so happens I made a reservation at this very lovely resteraunt in London and I was hoping you would find that to be a fun little adventure.” He said winking.

“I’d love to ” you said kissing his cheek and walking away extra swing in your step.

Later on that nighr Remus came and picked you up from your little apartment dorm that you received after you were hired as a professor. It was a cute little apartment, a small kitchen, lovely bath with a nice claw foot tub , and decent master bed room with a small living space, big enough for a small book shelf, coffee table, couch, small television and an arm chair. Remus commented he had roughly the same for his living quarters though yours was more tiddy and we’ll deocrated making you smile. The littlest things he said could mean the most and bring the biggest smiles to your face and light to your heart.

After aparating into the city you did a little bit of people watching and site seeing. Though neither of you were tourists it was still nice seeing the city lit up at night. Off and on during your site seeing you would catch Remus gazing in your direction. The end result would be you blushing and asking him exactly what he was starting at. His response would involving focusing more on you and saying in the sweetest tone.

“the beautiful view” he would smile and kiss the top of your head making your heart melt ever so slightly.

Shortly after that you arrived at the resteraunt. It was very nice, not to fancy, but fancy enough to show the charm and importance Remus was putting into the night. Remus had requested a seat next to the front window stating he wanted to show the world how lucky he was to be accompanied by such a lovely lady. Some might find him too sappy but you absolutely loved it.

The dinner was lovley, food was great, wine was fine and fresh not that either you or Remus were heavy drinkers, however you could still appreciate it. He rested his hand on top of yours gingerly running his thumb in circles over the top of it. You stared out the window seeing the London eye and the rest of the city lit up, cars and double decker busses passing by it just captivated you in a way. The light and gleam in your eye mixed with the smile on your face made Remus’s heart skip a beat and made him realize it was time for phase two.

“are you ready to go darling” he asked raising your hand and kissing it lightly. You blushed and giggled and nodded.

Remus had been teasing you saying there was more to come but not telling you exactly what the “more” was. No hints, no yes or no questions nothing. After what seemed like ions you found yourself fingjres interlocked with Remus outside of honey dewks. You laughed a little to yourself causing Remus to turn his head to look at you.

“what’s so funny” he asked curiously.

“I had a feeling you would bring me here, I’m assuming we are getting chocolate?” You teassed a little. He blushed thinking about how you remembered how much he loved chocolate and nodded. You walked in together still holding hands. You hadn’t been to honey dewks in so long you had forgotten just how many different kinds of candy and sweets there were.

“pick out anything you like, it doesn’t even need to be chocolate” Remus said wrapping his arms around your waist pulling you closer to him. You looked around the store looking at all the candy trying to decide what you wanted. You decided on a chocolate frog for nostalgia reasons.

“did you decide what you want love?” Remus asked smiling

“hmm you seem to be the sweetest thing here” you said giggling at your sappy flirt. You saw a blush make it’s way onto his cheeks making him a good ten times cuter then before.

The night continued with cute flirting mixed with more grown up flirting, some kissing, hand holding and embracing. That then led to you offering Remus into your apartment for some tea. He gladly excepted it.

You two had finished your tea, you noticed the time and told Remus as much as he doesn’t have far to walk to this place if he felt like being a little lazy and staying the night he could considering tomorrow was Saturday. He accepted your offer gladly. Though funny enough at one point you turned around he Remus was gone, a few minutes later he came back through the front door with his pajamas and tooth brush in hand. You couldn’t help but break out into a small fit of laughter.

“(Y/N) I didn’t expect you to have men’s sleep wear. Were you expecting me to sleep naked, you were weren’t you? You mind” he said moving twords you wrapping you in his arms.

“no no I just find it funny that my reasoning for inviting you to stay was so you didn’t need to go back to your place, yet you did anyways.” You said snickering a little then resting your hands on his chest. He pouted a little.

“I thought it was because you wanted to cuddle” he said. You really shouldn’t be surprised but you had just discovered Remus was the master at puppy dog eyes.

“well that’s just a bonus” you said messing with his hair a little bit.

You two decided it was time to call it a night and move it to the bed room. (No it’s not that kinda fic xD) you to lay limps interwined together sprawled over the bed blissfully together. You couldn’t think of a better way to end such an amazing date. You heard Remus sigh deeply and you turned to him.

“are you sure you can be witj someone as broken as I am?” He said pain and anxiousness lacing his voice and filling his eyes. It broke your heart seeing him like this. You knew why he was bringing this up you knew shortly after you two met about his condition. You didn’t mind it you never have and you never will.

“ive never been so sure in my life Remus, I held feelings for you when we were teens and I still have feelings for you.” You said brushing your hand against his cheek lovingly. He leaned into your touch relaxing a little more.

“your to good for the world (Y/N)” he said closing his eyes. “But your perfect for me” he said pulling you closer.

You could get use to a life full of Remus Lupin. All the snuggles and love he could bring and share. You to continued seeing each other, days turned to weeks, weeks turned to months. You two never talked about the titles of boyfriend and girlfriend everything just fell into place like two pieces of a puzzles. He loved you and you loved him. Every morning you get to wake up to one of the most handsome sleepiest men out there and you wouldn’t have it any other way.

The end

A/N: terribly sorry this is up a day late, I had a little bit of writer’s block and some moments where everything just seemed wrong but it’s all good now and I’m happy with how it came out :) I hope you all enjoyed.

[sk8lynshitposts]

Skating is love skating is life skating is what I want to do for the rest of my life if I’m not working or sleeping I’m skating if it’s too cold out I’m inside practicing my tricks stationary if it’s warm I’m out skating it’s something I obsess over I can’t skate enough and it bothers me I don’t even want to be a pro skater like yeah having skateboarding for a career is awesome but honestly I feel like I would stress over it and that’s not what it is to me it’s about having fun and enjoying every minute over it

This is actually kinda funny tonight my friends were all talking about hanging out and not skating and I was like yeah that would be fun but I’m still gonna bring my board what’s crazy is that my friend who’s been skating for over seven years isn’t obsessed with it as much as I am it’s what I want to do every minute I’m awake when my friend asked me if I wanna sneak out tonight my response was yeah but I wanna go back and try that line I couldn’t land for two days in a row and I know damn well I won’t be able to sleep tonight until I get it it’s gonna eat at me

Another positive thing about skating is that i don’t think about you I don’t think about work I don’t think about ending my life I don’t think about my past or my future I’m in the present skating I can’t help it it’s all I can think about sometimes I know I’m obsessed because when I’m with my friends who don’t skate I will point out spots and say the trick that would look best on them while I’m driving I’m always looking for stair sets or cool spots it’s kinda dangerous how much look for spots while driving but hey I might pass the perfect stair set and not even notice it

It’s been about a year and a half since I started and I can land tricks that my friends who have been skating for years are still struggling with I just love it I progress so fast I think it’s because I’m doing something that I love so much and I just need to have it in my life so I don’t go crazy I see my self skating on base at the marines I don’t even know if it will be possible but I want to go to skate parks while serving on active duty because I love it but also to inspire your kids let them see a full grown marine skating a mini ramp and just loving it I want to have kids see that you can do this your whole life as long as you want to I’m kinda interested in being a marine but only because it will help me study business and marketing so I’m one step closer to owning my own shop I know that once I’m at that stage of my life I’m going to be at local parks and if I see a kid with a really shitty board I’m gonna go into my car and give them a fresh one and say this ones on me I’m gonna be that guy who hangs around skate parks that owns his own shop and doesn’t just stand behind a glass counter selling boards I’m gonna live my dream and if you think your gonna stop me I double fuckinh dog dare you to even try I swear to god try to make me not skate I’ve found my purpose in life and it’s on a piece of wood witj four wheels I’ve never been so confident when people ask me what I want to do in life I say join the marines so they think I’m a good person and then tell them I want to own a skate shop so they know I have shit planned out this is exactly what I mean by I’m a visionary

Not even mad I didn’t land the feeble cuz that voice who says what the fuck did he just do is Shaun this guys amazing and he’s been skating for 5+ years even he was impressed I’m gonna blow his and everyone else’s mind just give me time to put the work in.

By the way every day that I skate I teach myself a new trick this isn’t even an exaggeration I literally come up with shit every time slowly growing my bag of tricks til I beat all y’all in a game of skate

[terryboot]

So guess whos position is being made redundant lmao

Meeting lasted all of 10 minutes, both the principal and deputy were there, both seemed suprised i hadnt brought a 'support person' with me but like id only had like 3 hours notice that the meeting was happening and who tf would i bring anyway?

The statement i was given was that while domestic enrollments are at a sustainable level, international enrollments aren't, especially since covid hit, so they've been examining different areas of the school and have determined that my duties as a library assistant can be covered by other positions in the school and thus im no longer needed. I will get a $10 000 payout as well as the long service and other leave i have accrued.

I have the week to think things over and then there will be another meeting on monday where i can ask any questions etc

So yeah. I literally had to bite my tongue to keep from laughing nsnksklsls like idk who they think will be doing my work but that poor person is going to get a rude shock. My boss was having a meeting later this arvo and im dead curious what theyre gonna say to her tho of course theyve said its all confidential and im not to tqlk about it witj anyone in the school but like fuck that, im defs telling tje ladies i work with

Anyway thank fuck i have this other job i can apply for. Also i might start selling art stuff over the holidays??

missed a call while i was shelving some books and came back to an email asking me to urgently call the principal’s office back but every time i try i get sent to voicemail and ahhhhhhh what the fuck am i being called by the principal’s pa for?? why wont they answer?? jesus christ my anxiety is like off the charts rn

[awed-frog]

I think the whole "blaze of glory" line in the finale was a reference to the bloody way the show was originally going to end. At this point, I don't think it makes sense to end it like that now, not with all the "do you ever think about settling down with a hunter" talk. It sucks that Eileen died. But I dont think that's enough to pull the plug on the ides of a happy ending. We're literally going into different universes next season. There's many possibilities, and many reasons to be optimistic.

Well - in my opinion, the problem is always the same: we still don’t know what kind of story this is. Sam and Dean longing for romantic partners and families doesn’t mean the narrative has to go there in order to be satisfying. If this is a tragedy after all, then the point is precisely that they want these things, but they won’t get them. At this point, I don’t believe they’ll die unless Jensen and Jared are truly done with the show, because what with the spin-off and possibly a movie, it wouldn’t make sense to kill two characters they can still bring back and profit from, but that doesn’t mean we’ll get a traditional happy ending either. And, as I said, to me a true happy ending would be them settling down, because that’s what they want, right? They both want and need partners who can see them for who they are and still love them - that’s at the core of who they both are - think Sam and ‘freak’ issues, think Dean and abandonment issues plus the whole ‘I tortured souls and I liked it (I hope my boyfriend don’t mind it)’ thing. And these are complex, hurt, damaged men, which means a potential romantic partner would need a lot of patience and investment and time and knowledge of what they actually do in order to try and love them despite their faults. And on this front, we’re sort of stuck, aren’t we? Because there are very few people already in play who fit this profile: there’s Cas (but he’s a guy, so bye), Claire and the other girls (eeeeew), Jody (the same Jody who once hooked up with Bobby? WEIRD), Donna (who’s never expressed any interest in either of them), Lisa (and good God, leave the poor woman alone), Amelia (ditto, plus she didn’t know anything about Sam) or some ex we haven’t seen in years and years and most likely didn’t know anything about them, or maybe just that they killed vampires. So, well, what are they going to do? Are they going to create brand new characters, generic Good and Deserving Women with noticeable boobs so we can end this show on a high note? Or is this AU thing a way to get familiar faces back? Because even pairing Sam witj AU!Jess - personally, I don’t know if it’s such a good idea. I know we all loved her, but was Jess truly the right person for Sam? She never knew him, not really, and they were together for a short time when they were both very young. That’s about it. To him, she represented that normal life he never had growing up, and he’s such a secretive, emotionally complex person I wouldn’t be surprised if he knew as little about her as she knew about him. 

So, I don’t know - I am on board with the AU world because yes, it has the potential of refreshing the narrative and it’ll be great to see Bobby (and maybe Charlie? Kevin?) again, but as for the finale - I got another ask which pinned down a very believable, if depressing, scenario, and I’ve been trying to come up with an answer that isn’t howling at the screen for a couple of days now. I think I’ll post it tonight and then you can tell me what you make of it? It’s certainly an interesting debate. :)

[hamletteprinceofdenmark]

@wellsjahasghost Okay so first off I wanted to apologise for fucking up in the Ao3 comments section, I don't know what happened on your end re: notifications and all that but they wouldn't let me post all i wanted yo say about the BEAUTY that is your latest work: A Friend for the End of the World and I wanted to do it justice because hot damn (also anyone else who is reading this at this point should go reading this amazing person's fic because every single one is phenomenal ... but I digress) Here is my full and unadulterated comment reply for your perusal and enjoyment: Holy ... my god It was all just so lovely and sweet and slow and beautiful and i loved every moments and thank you, also i thought you'd appreciate a running commentary so here we go; "“You want that?” He asks finally, overcoming his shock." FOR GOD SAKE BELLAMY LOVE AND VALUE YOURSELF AS WE LOVE AND VALUE YOU. My poor self-depricating boy ... when will bellamy's self esteem return from the war is the real question "“It’s a surprise,” she says. “I’ve had just about enough of those on Earth,” he grumbles, but he obeys when she simply tells him to take as many blankets and pillows as he can carry." qwerty's brain: pillow fort? pillow fort?! PILLLOW FOOOOORRRRTTT???!! "Clarke frowns. “She had good intentions.” “Didn’t we all,” he says dryly, and she nods, conceding the point." 🎵 THE ROAD TO HELL IS PAVED WITH GOOD INTENTIONS 🎵 "“All we need now is a tent,”" pillow fort? "“We could, you know,”" PiLlOw FoRt?!?! "“We could build a tent.” He nods his head towards the blankets and pillows around them. She understands after a moment." PIIIILLLLLLLLOOOOOWWWW FFFFOOOORRRRTT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! :DDD also trust Bellamy and Clarke to built the most solid, structurally sound and strategically built pillow fort in existence ... the nerds ... "The lightness fades from his expression a bit. “I did it with Octavia all the time.”" Oh no ...... “I did it with Wells.” OH NOOOOOOOOOOOO D,: "“It could write it in the constellations.” He points in the sky, to the stars, and draws imaginary letters with his pointer finger. “One day we’ll look up and it’ll just say F-u-c-k o-f-f,” " Bellamy you fucking dork ilu "“Or something better,” he whispers, eyes a little glassy as he stares in thought. The dim moonlight cuts over his cheekbones. “Something better than we were.”" *cue the ugly sniffling* "Predictably, she shifts instead, yawning. “I should probably go check on her.” " Clarke, my lovely, my beloved, my angel, my light and stars ... SIT DOWN AND TAKE A MOTHERFUCKING NAP "The way she says his name makes his heart flutter with anticipation; his name from her full lips is filled with just the right amount of softness mixed with respect mixed with adoration mixed with something else they’re both afraid to name. It’s the way that she always says his name when she really wants him to pay attention. (He always does.)" That something else is Love, my friends. L - O - V - E. Affection of the highest order, a connection unbreakable, partnership, trust ... SOUND FAMILIAR Also bless this phrase just generally, I love it, it's beautiful. "She laughs softly when he immediately turns his face into the pillow, not wanting her to see the blush he can feel heating his cheeks. But he still revels at the sound of her laugh, the fact that he could pull that joyous sound from her throat, even more so when he feels her hand on the back of his head, ruffling his hair." BLESS SOFT BELLAMY HOLY SHIT "“You’re my favourite, you know,” she whispers like a secret into his skin." Bless this dialogue really. I could totally see it - though maybe not the circumstances c; - being a canon statement by clarke. I think it perfectly underlines Bellamy and Clarke's importance to each other without going all out and saying The L Word (which by the way, I loved that you didn't have either of them say it in the fic, I think that's very realistic and true to character). The words coming out of Bellamy's mouth on the beach could very well have been along these lines and I think that's very cool and insightful of you. thumbs up. "She doesn’t look very apologetic." DAMN RIGHT SHE DOESN'T "He tries not to notice the movements of her cleavage, which is especially hard due to the fact that her shirt has slid lower over her chest in her sleep." Dat #GoodEarthCleavage strikes again "He rolls them over, continuing to kiss her, and it’s maddeningly slow, but in an intense sort of way" This was it, this was the moment where I could tell we were going somewhere different. So many Bellarke sex scenes - and fanfic smut in general - is hot and heavy, fast and flooded with passion and heat, and while there's nothing wrong witj that, there's something to be said for soft and slow. This was an exceptionally good piece, you built tension very well and kept the reader glued to the page. The scene was as much about the characters as people as it was about the releaving sexual tension and it worked beautifully. "“You know just what to say, don’t you?” “I say what I think,” he responds, defensive. “I know,” she says. “That’s the best part.”" Isn't it though? The beautiful thing about Bellamy is how honest he is, by default, and how comforting and clear he is as a person. His speeches, his observations, his comments, they all come out untouched. It's not that he doesn't have a filter, but that to in any way bend or conform to what society EXPECTS him to say simply isn't on his radar. I love him. "“Got your fill yet?” Clarke teases, stretching her arms over her head, preening for him. He raises his eyes to hers. “Never.”" #GOODEARTHCLEAVAGE “you’re so good to me.” The words set him on fire. He wants nothing more to be as good as he can." welp i'm gone. again, a perfect callback to the core of bellamy's character. It always struck me as so heart-breaking in Day Trip when he laments under the tree about how his mother raised him to be good. He's so earnest at that moment, and you can see how important it is to him, and again later in the fic when he's practically begging Clarke to let him go down on her. " “I’ll make you feel so good,” he promises her" His entire focus is pleasing and caring for those he loves, it's his MO, his default setting, his prime directive, gah, bellamy feels "“I want you,” he says simply, calmly, and as soon as he says it he’s made completely aware that the word ‘want’ sounds very close to another one." !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! "the realization that she’s feeling him up like this makes his face hot. He ducks his head into her chest to get his bearings, and she giggles." SOFT BELLAMY IS BEST BELLAMY. God what I wouldn't give for a consistent, smiling Bellamy. LET MY CHILD SMILE (p.s. in case you didn't guess, yes, the roadtrip murder smiles of sunshine DID kill me. I am writing this from beyond the pale.) "“Clarke,” he manages to say. All other words have left his vocabulary." My ghostly form flutters with the pure powerful sex of this statement. hot damn. "“That’s it, that’s it, Bellamy.” She rocks against him, still wrapped up in his lap, and he rocks with her, face still buried into her chest because he’s overwhelmed with it, with her, with them." This whole scene. This. Whole. MOTHERFUCKING. Scene. Hot Damn. It was so perfect and soft and strong and powerful. This scene is so embedded in their relationship, in their partnership. The soft bellamy of it all, and clarke sweetly but forcefully refusing to let him prioritise anyone but himself, gah i love it "“You were right, you know,” he says casually. She looks puzzled for a moment, successfully distracted. He continues. “I never should have opened the drop ship door.”" Bellamy and his goddamn awful, morbid, sense of humour. I love and despize it in equal measure. "“It wasn’t all bad,” she says softly, knowingly. “No,” Bellamy agrees, bumping her shoulder with his. “It wasn’t.”" And thus a perfect end to a perfect story. Anyways thank you so much for devoting so much of your time to writing these beautiful beautiful pieces. We love them and we love you. Much love xx

[ohwhatlovelyeyesyouhave]

Timeloop.

I go through this thing when I'm high and I can find a way to loop every sentence and eventually come to loop. It's cause it goes on for time. Anyways my body fizzles and feels like a tingle or a twitch when I have a new thought cause it's a new thought and I've pinpointed it to senses and the systems in the body and I think because I'm more aware it might be an intense feeling of niceness or boy it's nice to here that someone's getting the same feeling like do peopl deal with being high the same way or!? Like if you're all chill so you feel connected almost as if touching like the warmth of a hug and my senses are kicking in like I feel the senses are heightened but dulled so I can't feel myself moving but my body doesn't move you're all enjoying something and someone will say something and you laugh and it feels like you're all close and deja vu is that how you spell is like I sorta feel like it's a closeness because you all laugh and like I love going through old songs when I'm high and sharing with everyone how you remember jamming to them in your room with the radio on full blast. Do people still listen to radios Like to chance a sincerely share a moment together like in the car you all bond over it or talk about things and bong I am feeling good I love this feeling it feels nice A rush of cold what does that mean? It's a different feeling so am I getting paranoid? Paranoid if I'm like sinsejng you're ruining the. I've witj your texting *laugh track* biro Yong into the Jesus I don't even know wat I said stages of remembering if I was with it typing or how long it had been time thaths the time part of the time loop. The loop is the constant feeling like my legs will shake and it's a nice tingle and like I'll enjoy it because I'm relaxed and then I'll forget and the twinge comes and it's cause I've thought deva by like everyone I've remembered I've ohh I've moved me leg and I don't like it but have I left it too long to move it without it being a big deal. Like. I swear in my head it makes sense like is this why people find what peaople say funny so you all laugh together and feel like a community. Like a cuddle kris just said cuddle and something about so the boy I've come to the conclusion is my soulmate cause I think of things and he seems to be the centre of my world or something cause I'm coming to terms after blowing him off after declaring my love for him and it's just been a while since we've chilled and been fine together and it's nice vagina and do you remember when boys bands seems to mean more of your world when you're younger like you sense you're texting a lot is that making other people do I think of other people too much am I not comfort able well I've got cramp but I'm not psychologically hurting I'm mentally hurting like it's in my body but I feel like it's my mind telling me that I feel like inner peace or if ya cause I feel to unreligiois to do this sin or some shit like does having gone to chiral house a few years of my like life like it's nice to remember you're life before hand and like coming up with what a think is a new theory and then like if I drew it would look like a spiral so I'm using all my senses and everything feels fine so it is like I'm comfortable and the twitch is a cause I've had a twitch and so a thought is connected to a body part and you do another action to a thought and so were listening to old ass songs from our childhood and like you all have a collective moment and so you're collectively collective am I as observentvon what I'm doing or is matt back like will I lose this vibe I feel cool cause I feel like I'm getting a breeze and I wasn't before and I'm uncomfortable so it's like being in a mattress and I m falling into an abyss but then I'm not but then I am and it's this like an adrenaline high that people get with like sky diving and that high ass rock jumping doing over a MOMENT WITH THE GROUP FEELING LOCED AM I WATMING oops when did I put capitals on omg imagine if y'all had to read this Okay so the time loop has never been written right now but I like doing stuff when I'm and I've never had to thought about think about correcting oneself cause like a higher being doesn't want me to do that action like a school teacher and is this obedience because of social construction I've not had a lot of pantheon so it just aitucoreevied and am I relying on that to make sense half the time no plus like okay so neaorvessbess of liking or relying on things and am I saying we all need to rely on each other or do we all need to be connected and I'm eating now and I'm senseing it with another feeling another sense so am I aware of my senses text off my mum did the vibrations come up or like was music from different cultures or different ages like they'd be weird at one point like nostalgic but the tone of musics change like is it weird to try and apply myself in a different body to feel connected in a way to have everyone feels and maybe because I wanna do like job wise I wanna do therapy cause people being happy makes me happy but that that means that I've grown up with well I just want people to experience happyjnee and am I sharing this because I'm happy like will a long ass post and it's just a load of babbling but I think that's like a da e cause you're having an internal like group meeting with a side of you and they have an idea as well and did I just get like a thought and feel like I have to express the thought and that's my inner voice droning on but a way to deal with I like okay so somes left the room to piss and did I get a throb in my vagina cause I'm thinking of them what pissing on you yeah but am I lie detector and they're the y tell a lie and your led twitches and omg so am I experiencing and are people having that good of a time they say something and you notice a heaviness and you type faster and it's like I'm running from something but I don't wanna say it and is it because I'm gonna be cold in a minute someone's in a daze or just a fixation like do I fixate on things and do I give a shit about sharing all this kinda y'all like what the fuck em you're a butter butter 😂😂 oh I have the sandwich over there am I like every interaction in I don't know can I experience more things by questioning myself like I'm just sat here not moving but I wanna touch everything and e Perone with it with all my senses or just one or two senses how weird would that be like senses working together is idk even know what I'm on about 😩😩😩😩😩 emoji time is there really a don't know if I like being this comfortable with the guys I love trekking keyboard just spazzed and like cultures are pretty like the way people connect in. A group or town and all know a thing about everything but know in a thing we've all just dances to uptown girls and I'm going in spirals so maybe it's more of a conversation with myself which ends up looping at some point and the feel off deja view but sensing writing in it and thinking mams I'm hosting my brain and body and everything's connected and

[randomomniversegurl-blog]

3buu "Tribu" libiran cinemalaya 2007

Okay another film review hAhahA. First of all i wonder why does my professor make me watch this kind hahaha. I notice that somehow it has similarities with the film that i make recently make a reviews to "ako batch 81". Similarities in line of group of guys that have some society issues. Hahaha and i dont really get it, i guess thats how the nature of other men to be into that kind of thing. In this movie showing a kind of daily life of living in the slums of tondo. Speaking of "tondo" manila it was very known as a very dangerous place and very wreck it place ". Well for me haha its very common institution of humans not to trust in a very unknown place or world he/she go. One time i visit in that place just because of groupings in the house of my classmate. The mother of my classmate defend us that this place is not really like that, sometimes other people making an issue into very fuss . Well for me that place is okay as long as i dont encounter evil experience and i go home safe and sound. I should warned others about this film. Rated spg (￣.￣) the heck that k watch it. Like duuhhh why it was censored? Haha and the girls seducing technique is a lame one haha an A cup size. Well it was great showing what is a filipino bitch is "pokpok". I really dont like this movie i fucking dont. Watching it makes me puke. Lets just say that im a "mapangmata sa kapwa" in terms with this kind of society.And i just pretend that they doesnt exist in my world. But that the reason that this movie created for, to let someone like me to know and understand what make them into like that because of poverty ＜（－︿－）＞. But for me , that word poverty is just an excused.they always cussing the goverment for that. Well some of it was true because of rooting system of some officials curruption. Well for me it not always the reason why they are in that state of leaving. Just to say its goverment fault no fucking NO !!! Its your Fucking asshole FAULT TO.. I admired and respect my parents WISE AND INDUSTRIOUS HARD WORK IN LIFE THAT I DIDNT EXPERIENCE THAT LIFE , i feel sorry for the others to. But the problem here HINDI PORKET KASALANAN NG GOBYERNO, AY ISISISI MO NALANG SAKANILA ANG LAHAT AT HINDI NA KIKILOS PARA MAGSUMIKAP MAKAAHON SA URI NG BUHAY NA KINALALAGYAN MO. AT QING INA NA YUNG PERA NA DAPAT INIIPON MONG HAYUP KA PINANGDUDRUGS MO LANG AT PINAGBIBILI NG SPRAY PAINT AT IVAVANDAL MO LANG SA NAGPAKAHIRAP AT NAGSUSUSUMIKAP NA MAGPINTURA NG BAGO PINTURA .AT ITATAK ANG KAGAGUHAN MO. SIGE NGA SABIHIN MO YANG ART , ART BA YANG IGINUGUHIT MO ANG TITI MO SA PADER! ALAM NANG LAHAT ITSURA NON WAG MO NANG IPAKITA YUNG SAYO ANG BAHO!! AT ANG PUNYETA LANG SA MOVIE NA TO HAHAHAHA ANG DAMING ALAM SA PAKIKIPAGGULO. NGE MISMO BAHAY NGA NILA MAGULO AT MADUMI DI MALINIS. At KAINIS SA LAHAT IDOL SI EMINEM HAHABA EH MUKHA NMNG HANGER SA PAGKALAKI LAKI NG TSHIRT. DUHH BAT BA NAUSO YANG STYLE NA YAN. NAGEVOLVE PA SA PAGIGING JEJEMON . PUNYEMAS YOKO NA NGA!! HAHAHA Yung film ang shakey hahaha yung cinematography ok na. Hahaha yung galaw ng camera tska lightings hahaha ok na rin sa level nang highschool ko dati sa windows videoplayer pa nageedit parang ganun yung transition sa movie Hahaha. Talos ying ibang actors galing magmemorize ng script tsaka umarte ng monotone yung boses feel na feel mo yung pagkasiga ng bata hahaha. Wag nalang pansinin na binabasa lang nya yung script witj deep feelings talaga. Tsaka diba bawal yung bata pinakita yung umiinom ng alak ? Bat di to nakasuhan hahah?