#but its so funny to remember these lot were being cussed out CONSTANTLY

[kindaasrikal]

Its so funny to remember that in the early seasons, the ninja were literally just some guys in ‘pyjamas’ to the rest of ninjago.

Its even funnier to remember that these were pre-teens saving them every other day 😭

[coco96]

LDAF - JB Romantic

Bare Left Arms (Bucky Barnes X Fem!Reader) Request: ... people have the names of their platonic soulmates on their left wrist/arm and the names of their romantic soulmates on their right wrist/arm ... R has REALLY long list of platonic soulmates ... Bucky ... isn’t on her left arm list, he assumes that it’s because he’s unlovable ... when Bucky fully lets her in for the first time ... then they get each other’s names on their right wrist ...

Losing Almost Everything (Clint Barton X Daughter!Reader) TRIGGER WARNING: ATTEMPTED SELF HARM Other warnings: Spoilers for Infinity War, death Request: Clint barton’s oldest daughter from a previous relationship. She’s enganged to bucky when the snap happens and goes into a deeper depression when she finds out from her dad and natasha that laura and her siblings were dusted and clint and natsha both stop her from harming herself just in time.

Old Thoughts (Bucky X Daughter!Reader) Warnings: Coming out, mention of homophobia and not being accepted, yelling Request: Hi! Would I be able to request a Bucky x daughter where he finds out she’s a lesbian and maybe isn’t so accepting of it at first but at the end he’s understanding/accepting and just rlly fluffy? If you don’t want to do it it’s totally fine

Anniversary announcements (Bucky X Fem!Reader) Warnings: Mentions of past abusive relationship and swearing. Request: … Bucky and the reader has been dating for a long time and one day they discuss for something stupid and Bucky move his arms in a strange way and the reader gets scared (because of the movement, not because she is affraid of him) and Bucky gets very sad and the reader try to explain him that she is not affaid? Like a lit angst with fluff. Hope you could understand it..

I’m Here (Bucky X Fem!Reader) Warnings: Claustrophobia, panic attacks Request: Can you write one where Bucky and the reader are ok with each other but there’s some tension thrown around? Tony decides to make them work out what ever it is and lock them in a small room together. The room ends up being too small for the reader and she falls to the floor hyperventilating and Bucky tries to snap her out of it while cussing out stark cause he knows they’re on speaker.

Inspiration (Bucky Barnes X Fem!Reader) Warnings: Mention of past serious accident Request: … Bucky Barnes x reader where she was recently recruited after him and she has a similar prosthetic leg or something (you pick) and they bond over their prosthetics? Thank you so much!! 💕

You Should Know (Bucky X Male!Reader) Warnings: Bucky’s past Request: Hey! Could you please write a Bucky x male reader one shot where they’ve been dating for a while but the reader doesn’t know that he’s dating the Winter Soldier so Bucky tells him? Maybe some angst and fluff?

Bad Day (Bucky X Fem!Reader) Warnings: minor swearing once Request: … reader has had a really rough day at work and is really frustrated and when she comes home Bucky accidentally makes a joke that just sets her off? Can it please be really fluffy at the end? Thanks in advance!

Sisterly Assistance (Bucky X Male!Reader) Request: Can I request a Bucky x T’Chala’s!Brother!Reader where Reader is older than Shuri but younger than T’Chala… He was taking care of Bucky with Shuri, and developed a crush on the White Wolf… He decides to tell Shuri about it and she plays match maker with them, because she knows that Bucky likes her brother, too…

Good Enough (Bucky Barnes X Asexual!Reader) Warnings: Self-consious reader Request: An asexual gender neutral reader x bucky where the reader breaks down bc they think they arent enough for bucky? Xx

Movies (Steve X Fem!Reader X Bucky) Request: … Just where they’re all just snuggling together with the reader between the both of anthem because she’s the smallest + they’re talking about stuff thats been going on with the avengers; theyre all just really comfortable with each other + care about each other a lot. …

I Still Love You (Bucky Barnes X Fem!Reader) Warnings: Spoilers of Civil War Request: With the stark reader and Bucky one, can you do where he blames himself for the death of readers and Tony’s parents, but she still loves him, even though Tony doesn’t allow it. Eventually Tony and reader have a heart to heart and gives her his blessing. Bucky puts aside his guilt?

Learning To Love (Bucky X Fem!Reader) Request: … Bucky and the reader are in love but he avoid her because he hasnt remember how to be with a girl. So the reader confronts him and he tolds her that he is affraid of hurting her and fluff (love your fic, your amazing) <3

Part Of The Family. (Bucky X Tomboy!Reader X Reader)     |     Part 2 Request: Could you write something where Steve and Bucky live in a house and they have a spare room and put an ad out for a roommate? Reader is a college student with a crude sense of humor and she takes the room. She thinks farting and burping are hilarious and on weekends the 3 of them get together with lots of beer and sports on the tv. Because she’s one of the guys they say she’s the best roommate to ever have.

Pretty Woman (Bucky X Fem!Reader) Warnings: Mention of cat-calling Request: … Bucky x reader by the song “Oh Pretty Woman"by Roy Orbison?

Late Night Truth or Dare (Bucky X Reader) Warnings: Alcohol and drinking Request: … the avengers with reader play to thruth or dare (they had been drinking so its more funny) and they said funny things until they ask bucky and he confess he is in love with the reader, and all ask them to kiss? …

I Can’t Leave You Here. (Bucky X Fem!Reader) Warnings: Drug mentions, prostitution mentions Request: ... Bucky is dating a ‘normal’ girl but she’s never taken him to her place cause she’s embarrassed that she’s very low income? One day he follows her home and realizes how bad off she really is so he asks her to move in with him at the tower?

I Can’t (Steve X Fem!Reader X Bucky) Request: … ‘Having a secret crush on both Steve and Bucky’ would include and I was wondering if you could do an imagine based on that with fluff and angst maybe where they try to make her choose and she gets upset and doesn’t choose so she ends up with either neither of them or both of them. Thanks in advance.

Starbucks (Bucky X Male!Reader) Request: … reader is a barista at Starbucks. When the reader is on his lunch break, he’s meets Bucky for the first time after offering him a seat at his table (because all the tables were full). They hit it off really well and become good friends. Later on, Reader notices that Bucky starts coming to have coffee whenever reader is on break so they can hang out.

Memories In A Nightmare (Bucky X Male!Reader) Warnings: Nightmares, harm to character. Request: ... reader who has pretty galaxy/space powers calming down his boyfriend bucky? Extra fluffy! Maybe in his mindwahsed state bucky hurts the reader but reader judt loves bucky and is like no this isnt u!

A little Persuasion (Bucky X Reader) Warnings: Angry/ upset Bucky, flirting, jealousy. Request:  ... Bucky is in love with the reader but wont confess, so Pietro flirts with the reader trying to make Bucky jealous and it works out, and Bucky confronts Pietro in front o the reader and lot of fluff?

Surprise! (Avengers X Reader) Warnings: Sad emotions Request: … reader thinks everyone forgot their birthday but they were just planning a surprise party for them? …

Finally Complete (Bucky X Wife!Reader) Warnings: Infertility Request: ... They’re married and she finds out she can’t have a baby. So him and tony (her big brother) go adopt a little girl to surprise her. She gets in from work to see her super soldier snuggled up to a 4 yr old girl. She jumps up extremely excited and asks if your her new mommy. Reader is so happy she’s in tears.

Liebling (Bucky X Fem!Reader) Request: ... the Avengers make fun of the reader because she’s german and one day she pretends to insults them in german but actually she gives them cute nicknames? Maybe some Bucky x reader because he knows he’s got a special nickname? ...

I Brought Flowers (Bucky X Reader) Warnings: Mentions of PTSD and illness Request: Bucky X Reader

I’ll Kill Him (Avengers X Fem!Reader)    |     Part 2 Warnings: Mentions of Domestic abuse. Request: Reader is the Avenger’s assistant and like a little sister to them, and one day she doesn’t come into work and Bucky goes to her house to make sure she’s OK and finds out she’s in an abusive relationship and helps her.

Sleep (Bucky X Fem!Reader) Warnings: Mention of violence and fighting Request: ... reader kinda acts like a cat and is constantly tired, no matter how much sleep she gets! ... the reader have aerokinesis ...

Unfortunate Reunion (Bucky Barnes X Reader) Warnings: Spoilers of CW, Black Panther, swearing and death of character Request: Bucky angst here, maybe a break up? Or a reunion years later after a break up? Maybe reader death? Thanks!

New Member (Bucky X Fem!Reader) Request: ... Bucky x mutant reader? Maybe she has fire powers? She’s very shy when she first goes to compound too ...

[empoweredsurvivor]

Dark Shit- Long post, but it's worth it.

Wow, how did we end up here? As cliché as that may sound, it's the fucking truth. First off I want to briefly summarize on who I am, then get into the trauma that molded me into the anxiety filled, yet empowered little bitch that I am today. I myself as well as others mentioned in this blog will remain anonymous, simply because I do not feel comfortable making that information public. So here we fucking go...

As I think about what to write in this portion about myself, the more I realize that all I see is this sad wounded little girl who so desperately wanted to feel loved and accepted. Although I did have that with certain loved ones, I wanted that validation from the wrong people. I wanted it from the people who couldn't even love themselves enough to get the help they so desperately needed, or enough sense to do so. Growing up I was always a chipper little shit, and cared so much for others. I'm still like that today, but so much so that I've become a pushover in a lack of better words. I'll stand up for those I love, but you ask me to stand up for myself and I cower with my tail tucked in-between my legs. I suffered from YEARS of abuse (in more ways than one) throughout my childhood, by more than one person. They are the reason I am in this mess, and before I piss anyone off, yes I acknowledge that I am capable of seeking help, and started doing so BEFORE I decided to make this Tumblr. I know it's their fault for making me feel this way, but it's my fault if I stay that way. I want to preface this by saying, I am no way shape or form shitty to any of the people I speak about, I have always been, and will always remain kind. After all, you never know what others are battling behind closed doors.

When I was 2 years old, my parents had gotten divorced, and it was a doozy to say the least. My parents would constantly bicker, and drag my brother and I in the middle by putting things into our heads knowing we would go to the other parent about said things. One person in particular, my father. Now I'm not saying my mother is excused in that department by any stretch of means, but she has suffered from the same abuse as we did by my father. My father was and is a very toxic person to be around. He would always scream and yell, over the simplest of things. If it's not his way, well you're shit out of luck my friend, because you will be on his shit-list. I remember getting into an argument with him a year or so ago, he was screaming and cussing at me over the phone, and I was so over it amongst he, my brother, and mother. I ended up yelling (he wouldn't hear you otherwise) at him saying "do not speak to me that way, I've done nothing to deserve this kind of treatment." He proceeded to yell, and the last thing he said was "fuck you" and hung up. After that I would refuse to speak to him, a couple days later he apologized. His apology went something like this "I'm sorry, you know how I get when I'm tired, I don't really mean what I say." WELL buddy, I will forever remember those two little words, that you should never say to your child. I will still live in fear that I'm fixing to get screamed at for standing the wrong way, or getting a hand raised as if you're going to beat me (which he has never laid a finger on me, thank god). Funny enough, the argument started because of my piece of shit brother, yeah I said that, and I'll say it again. PIECE OF SHIT BROTHER. I do not like calling him my brother, because of the things he's done to me. Yes, all of that sounds petty as all get out, but I think you'll change your mind as you continue on. My brother verbally, physically, and sexually abused me growing up. The sexual abuse started when he was between the ages of 13 and 16, and I was between 10 and 13. It happened over a course of 3 years, if my timing is correct. You see, when you've endured any type of abuse, you tend to push those traumas to back of the "filing cabinet" as I like to call it. Or at least that's what I did, little did I know that would later cause a multitude of mental health struggles, that I still continue to battle as I type this very blog. He violated me in more ways than one, first being he was very verbally abusive, calling me fat, ugly, pig, and the list goes on and on. Second, the physical abuse started, he would shoot me with his BB gun, punched me anywhere he pleased, threw things at me, and again the list goes on. Third, he sexually violated me as we previously discussed. He would tell me things such as "you're adopted so this isn't bad" or "this will make you look like this, if you let me do this." For YEARS I have felt as if it were my fault that he did those things to me, and I continue to struggle with this everyday. I have to tell myself that what he did to me was never about me, it was not my fault that he put his hands on me. It was more about the control he wanted over me, as if I were his puppet. SICK SICK SHIT.

All of this in return has made me resentful toward my mother. My mother and I are very close, but I'm hiding this deep dark secret (the sexual abuse) to protect her. She is wanting to place all of the blame on my father, for my brothers upbringing. Although she's right to some degree, there's also that saying again "its their fault for the way that you are, but it's your fault if you remain that way." I cannot stress that enough. Quite frankly I'm sick of a relationship with a piece of shit being forced upon me, but I digress. A couple of years ago, there was an accusation made about my brother by a family friend about him looking at her daughter the wrong way when she was using the restroom. Although the situation was dropped, I often wonder how much of it was true, for obvious reasons. My mother and I no longer speak to the person that made said accusations due to other reasons, but we brought that person up a couple of days ago . My mother proceeded to say "I can not let her back into my life after she made those accusations about my son when I was under the same roof." See, now I have a problem with that statement she had made. The abuse I endured was under her roof, her in the next room, with the door wide open, multiple times. She had no fucking clue what her son was doing to her daughter, we were not adopted, we have the same mother and father. BLOOD. Someone who was supposed to love and protect you. Instead he gave me mental scars that will always be there, they have yet to go away. When I bathe myself, or when I'm simply naked, I am reliving those terrible things that were done to me, on constant repeat in my head, that keep me questioning if I actually allowed that to happen to me. I have a hard time saying I had lost my virginity by my boyfriend before my husband, because he didn't take my virginity.. my brother did. THAT'S A HARD PILL TO SWOLLOW.

I am having to end this post a little sooner than intended, but believe me when I say, I have a lot more that needs to be said. For now, I'm going to go take care of my psyche as this has taken a toll on my mental wellbeing..

[bethhxrmon]

All I Ask of You Pt. 26

“Take a look at that town, take a look at how far I’ve come” - “I Can Do Better Than That” from The Last Five Years

Pairing: Peter Parker x Female OC

Word Count: 2,481

Summary: Everyone’s together, everyone’s happy

Warnings: None, I think I used the word fuck?

A/N: I’m super hyped for what’s coming next! All the character interactions and new ideas I’m getting are great. As always, I love hearing from you guys so please feel free to message me or send me an ask or anything at all!

The masterlist can be found in my bio so these chapters can show up in the tags!

“Okay, it’s official, there’s nothing in all of Nebraska,” Harper stated, staring out the window.

It had been hours since anyone had seen anything aside from the open road and the yellowing prairies. There wasn’t anything interesting to look at, leaving all four teenagers with nothing to do aside from find every single possible way to be the most annoying people on the planet.

Annie was trying to get through War and Peace, though she was doing better than trying. She was around two hundred pages in. Granted, that had more to do with her not sleeping than anything else. If she slept on the drive at all then she wouldn’t have been nearly as far as she was.

Harper had given up on sketching around halfway through Missouri. There were too many bumps on the interstate for them to get anything done. Not to mention that Tony had already put a cap on how many times they were allowed to cuss at the road. So naturally, they were left with nothing to do.

No one let Peter do anything except sit and sleep after he got car sick the day before, and it was for the best. Deep down, Peter had to know that, but it also meant that he couldn’t really do anything except talk about different stuff with Ned.

Meanwhile, Ned was easily having the time of his life. Sure, the drive was definitely a bore, but having everyone in that minivan was easily the best part of it. Getting the chance to go all the way across the country while seeing everything along the way was great. And he never missed a chance to point that out.

“I think if I had a dollar for everytime you said that, I’d be a trillionaire,” Tony replied, “And if it’s any consolation, we’re about to stop in Wyoming.”

Annie raised an eyebrow, “Isn’t that in Canada?”

“No, it’s above Colorado and under Montana. Definitely America,” Ned said, shaking his head.

Peter gasped, “Oh, yeah! It’s that Area 51 place that’s actually not real. Mr. Stark, are you taking us to get abducted by aliens?!”

“Are you kids being serious? First singing Wizard of Oz all the way through Kansas and now this?”

Pepper laughed, “Come on, they’re just having fun. At least, I hope so.”

“Well yeah, I might be a dumb actress, but I at least know all fifty-one states,” Annie deadpanned.

Harper smirked, “I’m telling you, Ned, we gotta dye her hair blonde!”

“Oh hell no! I might actually kill you if you do that,” she exclaimed.

Everything went oddly silent. The only thing that could be heard was the car and the faint tones of classic rock.

Annie rolled her eyes, “Come on, it’s a joke. If I don’t joke about it now then it’s gonna be a touchy subject for a really long time.”

“M-maybe it should be,” Peter said.

She shook her head, “No, because as far as the rest of the world’s concerned, I did nothing wrong. Anyways, um… what’re we getting for dinner?”

It was hard to not get worked up over the situation. Annie figured that right then was the perfect time for her to get over everything. Plus, she hadn’t thought about what she’d said. But if she could make light of it, then everyone else should have too.

They didn’t have to deal with thinking about what she’d done periodically. That by all rights, she should be getting thrown in prison or into a juvenile detention center. Or somewhere that people went when they killed someone else.

Except, what was she supposed to do if it was an accident? Wasn’t it supposed to be different since that guy was a criminal? But then she couldn’t help reminding herself that she had let him go months ago. That if she had just listened to Peter, all of that could have been figured out months ago. In a way, it really was her fault, but she didn’t know how to even begin to talk about it.

“Not sure, you do you kids feel about McDonald’s?” Tony asked.

Harper huffed, “I swear if we have to go to another fast food place, I’m gonna scream. You’re literally a billionaire. The least you can do is take us to a Denny’s or a diner or a burger place.”

“Harper… isn’t that a bit much?” Ned asked.

They shook their head, “Nah, he’s a billionaire, do you know how much money that is? Because I definitely do. And in case you didn't know, its kinda a lot."

           "But you don't have to be a jerk about it," he muttered.

While Ned and Harper started to get into an argument, Peter and Annie began laughing. No one seemed to question Annie and Peter periodically using each other as pillows. Though Peter ended up sleeping on her more often than the other way around. And while Annie wasn’t about to say so in front of everyone else, she liked playing with his hair as he kept drifting off. Or feeling him leaning against her shoulder and kissing him on the forehead when no one was looking. At least, when she thought no one was looking.

“Seems they’re getting along great,” Annie said, smirking a bit as her eyes darted between the others and Peter.

Peter shook his head, “They’ve been doing this for the whole day.”

“Oh, that’s just Harper. If they’re not being a smartass then that’s when you should be worried,” she assured him as the minivan was cut off by a huge semi truck.

“You’ve gotta be fucking kidding me!” Tony exclaimed.

Pepper chuckled, “Language, honey.”

“What?! I’m the adult here!” he responded incredulously.

“Look, all I’m saying is that a million seconds lasts twelve years, one billion would last for almost thirty-two years, it’s fucking wild!” Harper pointed out.

Peter laughed, “So… this isn’t too crazy to you?”

“Oh, not at all. Trust me, I’d take this over walking on eggshells with my dad for months on end. This is way better,” she told him.

While they kept watching the grass and cows pass by, Peter wrapped an arm around her. There was only so much left of the day, and the sun was just starting to set.

“Awww, look at the happy couple!” Harper cried out, seeing Peter just about to kiss Annie on the cheek.

“There better not be any funny business back there,” Tony warned.

Pepper rolled her eyes, “They’re in a minivan with you, I don’t think anything would be happening.”

Annie felt her face heating up and she buried her face in the crook of Peter’s neck. Why couldn’t she just catch a few more minutes alone with him? Just enough time to curl up to him and hold him without anyone pointing it out and making a huge deal out of it.

At the same time, it was huge. She’d been wanting to be with Peter for months. And then there was that point where it was hard to tell if she liked him or Spider-Man more. She really wished that she had just gotten over her worries and just went for it earlier. It would have saved her so much time, but she couldn’t think about what would have happened if things were different. If Peter wasn’t Spider-Man and if he wasn’t as honest with her as he was being.

Maybe it was obvious that Annie was thinking about something, or Peter was just being really affectionate, but he hugged her close. It made her lean up against him and she rested her eyes for just a little. Though, all she could really remember was Peter gently playing with her hair.

“Oh, come on, she barely slept at all last night, just let her rest for a little while,” Harper pleaded.

Tony huffed, “I’d let her sleep, but we need to get into the hotel rooms.”

“Seriously? I’ll get everything for her,” they insisted.

“No, no, I’ll get it for her, I can take it super easy,” Peter said.

It was Peter shifting slightly that had woken her up. Though she kept her eyes shut for just a bit longer before opening her eyes. The last thing she wanted was Peter feeling bad for waking her up.

She sat up and rubbed her eyes, “You know, you guys aren’t good at being quiet. Where are we anyways?”

“Some place in Wyoming. And it’s kinda late, so you know what that means? We gotta go get dinner!” Harper exclaimed.

“It’s more than just some place in Wyoming, it’s the state capitol! We should stay and tour around,” Ned said, getting out of the minivan to grab his luggage.

Pepper laughed, “You know, we need to get all the way over at a decent time. We can do more touristy stuff in Tahoe.”

“Yeah, besides, there’s not much to tour here anyways. Come on, what is there here?” Harper asked, gesturing around.

“Well, there’s a nice sky. Haven’t seen that in awhile. Seriously, Peter, you gotta see this,” Ned practically pulled his friend out of the minivan, Annie following right behind.

Once in the room, Harper couldn’t stop teasing Annie. Pointing out that they definitely noticed that she was constantly cuddling up to Peter. That they couldn’t understand why she hadn’t done anything sooner.

Annie pulled her brush from her suitcase, raking it through her wavy hair, “I’m surprised you haven’t figured it out yet.”

“Figured out what?”

“Why it took me so long… come on, you know that I can’t just ignore all the shit with Greg. I mean, I could for awhile. Like, until I moved away, but when I first started liking Peter, well, come on. I couldn’t just make the same mistake twice,” Annie said, yanking her brush through a rats nest that had formed in her hair.

Harper frowned, looking at the sketch they had been trying to do earlier, “You’re right… I didn’t really think about it. While you’re at it, you should probably tell Peter about your baggage.”

“You can’t be serious. It’s been over a year, and no. No don’t look at me like that. What happened with Greg and what he ended up doing wasn’t my fault,” Annie insisted, setting the brush on the nightstand.

Harper closed the book, “But he deserves to know anyways. How many things did he tell you about that he was scared of telling you?”

“But it means nothing now!” she exclaimed, sitting on the bed.

They shook their head, “It means a lot now. With Carnival running around New York. You know what he’s capable of and what he can do. Peter deserves to know too.”

“I know… but can’t it just wait? Things are already difficult, I just want a little more time with him. Well, more time for things to be as normal as they’re gonna be. Please, this is the best things have been in weeks, Harper. I’ll tell him at the cabin or wherever we’re going. It’ll matter there more anyways.”

“Fine. But if that ends up hurting you-”

“It won’t. Greg’s not even around anymore. You know that. Carnival is, but he isn’t, there's no reason for me to make a big deal of it. Especially when it won't make much difference."

Right then, there was a knock at the door. There wasn't supposed to be anything to worry about, but what if someone heard? She just wanted more time to keep things normal. However, if she had been overheard, then she wasn't so sure how that was going to work out.

Although, it was obvious that Harper did not hold the same worries that she did. When they opened the door, it was only Peter and Ned coming to get them for dinner. Which was supposed to be at an unspecified location.

Harper huffed, “I swear, if it’s McDonald’s, I might actually kill this guy. Enough said.”

It ended up with them going to a burger place in the downtown part of Cheyenne called Two Doors Down. Something which Harper was quick to voice their relief over.

“Oh, come on, some chicken nuggets never hurt anyone!” Ned protested.

They rolled their eyes, “So you say, but I even look at another chicken nugget, I’m gonna throw myself out of the minivan.”

Annie slipped an arm around Peter as they sat in the large booth, “See? Told you they like him.”

“Yeah, so Harper’s always like that?” Peter asked.

“Hey! I can hear you two talking shit!” Harper snapped.

“I thought I grounded you from cussing,” Tony said, taking his seat.

Harper grinned, “Well, actually, you said I was banned from cussing at the road. I’m cussing at my dear friends. They’re not the road.”

“We’re friends?!” Ned exclaimed.

“Um… yeah? You’re a chill dude, a um, hoot and a half if you will,” Harper replied, as Tony rolled his eyes.

The man sighed a little, pinching the bridge of his nose, “Okay, fine, Harper, you’re grounded from cussing for the rest of the night.”

“What?! This is a violation of my first amendment rights,” they scoffed before messing around with the napkin around their silverware.

Annie laughed, “Actually, it’s really not, but whatever you say, Harper.”

“No one asked you!” they snapped, crossing their arms.

When the waitress made it to their table, which was full of laughing and chaos mainly thanks to Harper. They were the first to order, getting a burger that was supposed to have a few slices of pineapple on it. Ned went for the spiciest burger that they had, asking for them to try and make it as spicy as possible. Peter asked for the burger that had avocado on it. And Annie, wanting to continue the trend of odd toppings went with a burger that had an egg on it. Getting to the adults, Tony got a blue cheese burger, also wanting to continue the odd pattern. However, Pepper unintentionally wrecked it by ordering a normal cheeseburger.

Tony shook his head, “I’m disappointed. I thought you were gonna get that tortilla burger and keep this trend of funky burgers.”

“Oh? That was supposed to be a thing? Well, sorry about that,” Pepper responded, giving a shrug.

It was easily the most relaxed things had been in Annie’s opinion, and she couldn’t help smiling a little bit as she felt Peter’s hand reach for hers under the table. Everything that had happened was still on her mind, but she couldn’t stop herself from feeling like things were falling into place. She had her closest friends and she was finally with Peter.

For just a little bit, she had a chance to really forget everything from earlier. No one knew aside from everyone at the table. And they weren’t holding anything against her. Annie knew that everything was going to get fixed. It had to.

Taglist: @flushings-here / @gaypanda / @parkerpuff / @gryfinpuffs / @ijustdontknowsometimes / @lionsfandomsandbearsohmy / @buzzinglee / @lcy-thot / @twilightparker / @dolphinsarecuteandstuff / @moonstruckholland

[hockeyandstuff91]

I’m The Only One

Word Count: 1,828

Player: Taylor Hall

Warning: cussing, fighting

Authors note: This was an idea that I had last night while I was listening to music. The song “I’m The Only One” by Melissa Etheridge was playing and it gave me the idea for this story! Hope you all enjoy it! :)

Also thank you @inthebyf for helping me pick which player and help with how to start this! LOVE YOU GIRL <3

If you want to listen to the song here’s a link: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oCphbDRkZSo

"Taylor!"

"What?" He grumbled as he dropped his hockey bag on the floor of the living room and headed towards the bedroom.

"Why are you so mad?!" You asked as you followed after him.

"Because since I have gotten home its been nothing but passive aggressiveness from you," he said, turning around to look at you.

You raised your eyebrows at him and shook your head. "Wow."

"Well it has!"

"No you're right. I have been but its because you wont even listen to me."

He just looked at you, waiting for you to continue.

"Every time you get home from the away games you get mad at me for calling you."

"You know I'm busy! It's not like I'm with some girl or something."

"I'm highly aware of this Taylor. But we are in a relationship here," you said motioning between the two of you. "You don't just stop communication for a period of time because you are away from home. What am I suppose to think?!"

"You know my job Y/N! I'm with the guys, or practicing, or at the game, or media. It never ends and when I get back to the hotel I just want to sleep."

"I understand this. I'm busy too! I have my own business I run for fuck sakes but I still find time for you and all your games and everything!"

"I never asked you to clear your schedule for me Y/N."

"I never said that you did! I did it because I love you. I just can't stand that you wont talk to me at all while you are gone. I mean sometimes you are gone for weeks! You are really going to stand here and tell me you cant find a second to text me something! Anything!"

He just stood there staring at you, not saying anything because he knew you were right but didn't want to admit it. After a long moment of silence he finally spoke "You seriously need to talk to me all the time?"

"No! I just sometimes need to know you're fucking OKAY or maybe just NEED TO TALK TO YOU," your voice was raised and you were shaking at this point.

"Oh! And you also texted me while I was gone saying how it was really funny how I was liking some other 'bitches' Instagram posts," he added, remembering something you had texted him the day before he got home.

"WELL YEAH! I see that you have time to like someones fucking Instagram post but not text me?!"

"No you're just jealous obviously," he mumbled as he turned around.

"Excuse me?!"

"You heard me."

"You are damn right I did! Fuck you Taylor I'm not jealous of some fake barbie bitch on Instagram. I'm pissed off that you don't make time for me after your countless promises that you will. I'm sick of it!"

"Yeah well me too!" he said, turning around and walking over to you.

The two of you froze when you realized what was going to happen next. You swallowed hard and looked down, avoiding any and all eye contact with him.

"I'm going to go," he said, softer than you thought he was going to. All you could do was nod.

You stood there in that same spot, not moving or looking up as he walked around you, grabbing his stuff and shoving it into one of his duffel bags. He walked by you and out of the bedroom door, his footsteps disappearing behind you before you heard the door open and close.

That was when you finally let yourself go and you collapsed on the bed, crying.

It had been a month since the fight and everything was just.. quiet without him here. He had come by to pick up the rest of his stuff the next day while you were at work and you hadn't really seen him since then. Of course you saw him when he played during the games but you tried to focus your attention on someone else for the most part. A lot of your mutual friends would check on you, which you appreciated a lot. You were glad that even though you weren't still together you weren't going to lose everyone that you had gotten close with. A few of them even informed you when there was a new girl but always reassured you that she was lame, or just a puck bunny, and it wouldn't last. They would constantly remind you that you were the best thing that he had and he would eventually realize it. You weren't so sure, but it didn't matter right now.

You were sitting on the couch just watching some TV. The girls had decided to go to the bar tonight and had invited you but you really weren't in the mood tonight. You just wanted to curl up on the couch, have some pop corn, and watch a bunch of horror movies.

Your phone buzzed on the coffee table at an intense part of the movie, causing you to jump. You groaned and leaned forward, grabbing it seeing that it was Brittney.

Britt: Y/N hes down here tonight. With her

Y/N: Ok? why do I care?

Britt: Hes been begging her to go and sing all damn night but she wont.

Y/N: And?

Britt: Don't you get it! Your singing was his favorite thing ever. He always would say he could listen to you for hours. He's trying to replace that part too.

Y/N: Shocker.

Britt: She just got another drink and I think after this one hits her she might actually say yes. come watch this train wreck please!

Y/N: Ughhh FINE I’ll be down in 10.

Britt: Alright. We're at the usual table.

It didn't take long for you to get ready. You didn't plan on staying long so a regular t shirt and pair of jeans was good enough. It was a bar anyways so who cared. The drive was short, thankfully the apartment was close to pretty much everything and you didn't plan on drinking anyways so there was no reason to walk. When you got there she was just starting a song. You hung out by the door not wanting Taylor to see you.

You had to see this.

She wasn't the worst you had ever heard, and being plastered probably was making it even worse than if she was sober, but she wasn't good. Not even close. Most of the people were ignoring her, or trying to.

Britt saw you and waved you over, thankfully Taylor didn't know you were here yet. You sneaked over and sat next to her in the booth. She was trying so hard to laugh quietly.

"I told you this was going to be good," she laughed.

You just nodded and continued to watch her. You looked over and saw the look on his face, it was a mix of disappointment and trying to be supportive. You could tell he missed your singing and wanting this chick to be able to do what you could but you knew that she couldn't. Which made you feel good but also kind of bad for her at the same time.

After she had walked off the stage you stood up and Britt grabbed you arm.

"Where are you going?!"

You just pulled your arm away and walked up to the stage. Mark, the head of the band that played, recognized you and announced that you were here. A few regulars cheered, you had been singing here since you turned 21 and was let in. Singing had been a passion of yours for as long as you could remember. You had sang with your mom when you were little and all throughout school. The bar had been the next stage for you after high school was over with, since you never really wanted to pursue a career in music.

"What song sweetie?" Mark asked you.

"Melissa Etheridge - I'm The Only One"

"Sounds good!" he said and turned to his band to let them know what song to start playing.

You nodded and turned around, looking out into the crowd and saw that Taylor’s mouth was wide open, eyes bulging. He was about to be in even more shock with the song choice you picked if he listened to the lyrics well enough at least. This should be good..

You listened to the intro play waiting for your cue. You took a deep breath and started singing.

"Please baby can't you see my mind's a burnin' hell I got razors a rippin' and tearin' and strippin' my heart apart as well,"

You looked out into the crowd as you sang, looking over at Britt and the rest of the girls who were smiling big, realizing what song this was. By the second verse they had gotten up and started dancing to the music which made you smile. You had yet to look over to see Taylor's face until you sang that one part of the song..

"Go on and hold her till the screaming is gone. Go on believe her when she tells you Nothing's wrong..." You took a deep breath before singing the next line. "But I'm the only one who'll walk across the fire for you And I'm the only one who'll drown in my desire for you. It's only fear that makes you run The demons that you're hiding from when all your promises are gone I'm the only oooooone" you belted out, watching his face. You could tell he was paying attention this time.

You sang the chorus a couple more times with the song before it ended. Everyone in the bar started clapping and you shakily set the mic back into the microphone stand. You smiled and waved at everyone.

Mark walked over to you, placing his hand on your back, noticing that you were a little shaky. He smiled "Wanna do another?"

"No that was good for now. Thanks guys," you smiled and waved to the band. You turned and started walking down the steps, Britt ran over and grabbed your arm to make sure you didn't fall.

"That. Was. Amazing. You saw his face right?!" She whispered as you walked back to their table and you just nodded your head.

You could feel Taylor's eyes on you the whole time that you walked to the table. You chanced a look over at him, seeing that the girl that he was with was getting mad and yelling at him for clearly paying more attention to you than her. He was completely ignoring the fact that she was even there and was just looking at you, his mouth opened a bit and his eyes filled with sadness.

That was the moment when you realized that your mutual friends were right.. He did actually realize that he lost out on the best thing that he ever had.

[ikonislife]

Here For You.

-Bobby x Reader

-Expecting parents au, fluff

-Better Together  - I had another dad!Jiwon request so I decided to make a little continuation for this piece.

-I can already imagine this fluffy ball of sunshine with his future kids. He’s honestly so caring and amazing with everyone he meets that i’d bet he’d be the dad of all dads. Also, I am so sorry this only goes up now even though you sent this in like months ago. School and work got rough and unfortunately I didn’t get a chance to do any writing the past month or two. I’m really really really sorry for putting it up so late. I hope you haven’t given up on waiting for it and that it fits your imagination. Father’s day just past and I wish all the dads out there a happy, healthy life. Shout out to all the dads that not only there for their wives and kids physically, financially but also mentally and spiritually. Again, I am so sorry for being this late and I hope you enjoy.

You hiss under your breath, mutter a cuss that gets whisk away faster than your temper lately under the wing of the exhale of a sigh.

“Growing a new life is a beautiful thing my ass…”

Jiwon’s head snaps up at your mumbling of what sounding like a curse in some dead language. God knows what you’re grumbling about now as he shakes his head slightly, having already given up long ago on trying to make out anything you say in your strange trances of wandering around your humble abode all the while glaring daggers his way.

“Whose ass is beautiful baby?” He feigns ignorant anyhow, deciding to amuse himself with one of your all too frequent outburst as of late that he weirdly enough finds endearing. God knows he needs all the entertainment he could get to stay awake having to get up for the 3rd time in the mere 5 hours since you both headed to bed at midnight.

“Of course you’d pay attention to the word ‘ass’”

You drop your body onto the cold tiled floor, chest could barely keeps up with providing your body with enough oxygen to function let alone the dry heaving that sours your lips and sears your throat. Glass of water in hand, he storms into the small bathroom like, like Aquaman…. Seriously, how does this guy survive never wearing a shirt, ever, even when it’s minus 3 billion degree outside. Strong arms and familiar scent bring the comfort not even the most exorbitant of comforters and mattresses could offer as you lay your head onto his bare chest, listening to the calming beats of his heart and the rumble of a giggle from your comment.

“Jiwon, can you please put on a shirt… Looking at you make me cold.” You groan at the salvation of the clear liquid sloshing about meeting your lips, more landing on the floor than your mouth as you shiver under the night cold wind.

“You weren’t complaining about my glorious body last night, baby. And see! I told you the heated floor would be a good investment.” He retorts with all the sunshine might he could despite the graveling in his voice and the low tone of a rude awakening so early in the morning telling you otherwise.

“You say ‘glorious body’ one more time, see what happen.” Ice cold lasers shoot from your eyes as he cowers, pressing a bribing kiss onto your forehead. “Don’t make me regret moving in with you, asshole. We all know how well things turn out that night your glorious body’s decided on exercising its full potential on me.”

“You speak like you have a choice there my partner for life. The little paper in my office said you’re stuck with me in sickness or in health, poor or rich, for this eternity and all the ones after that. Plus, I clearly remember you practically screaming yes after I said let’s make a baby. Don’t act like I lured you into this.” Another searing kiss meets your pale cold skin as tender circles push life back into your frost bitten shoulders.

“I believe the correct phrasing is till death do us part and right now, it feels pretty close to death.” The shudder of another round of acid searing your internal rings through the air like the clearest of bells as you lunge forward over the porcelain bowl. It’s not so much the expelling of various digested unidentifiable content that bothers you, rather it’s the constant dry heaving that drives you insane.

“Baby… I’m sorry. I’d take it all alway if I could. I’ll be the one pregnant and you can just rest. I’m so sorry. I’m so useless… I wish there was more I could do. I just-” He whimpers, mischievousness gone as worry takes hold of his expression and it honestly hurts more than your stomach doing flips and tricks as if it’s a circus performer. Despite the constant complaining and hormone induced mood swing, you cannot be happier to be growing a family with such an incredible human being.

Jiwon had been nothing but an angel taking all the bullshit you’ve thrown his way, treating you so well you’d bet all your money the queen would be jealous. The adoration in his eyes just lulls all the turmoil of being a young parent and all the worries of all the uncertainties of the future to sleep. Sure neither of you are super young nor was this an unplanned pregnancy. Yet there was still so much… how could you put that uneasiness in words. That unsettling feeling of the what ifs sinking deep in your heart just below the elating joy of seeing that red plus sign flashing bright on the small window of the pee stick.

What if YG decide to put the boys on a 6 months world wide tour when you’re near the due date? What if you can’t be a good enough mother and a wife? What if Jiwon hates you now that you’re all bloated and waddling around like a planet with duck’s feet? Would he be happy with his wife looking less than ready for all the crazy stalker fans and the media? What if you drop your own baby right there in the delivery room? What kind of a mother would you be if child services come and whisk your little bundle of joy away then and there? God forbid something happens to your baby during the pregnancy.

So many thoughts ran through your mind that night as you laid in bed in the dark, awaiting his arrival from a long day of practice. Funny though, he had thought a serious talk was about to ensue as his eyes were met with dead silent and shadow that engulf the living room that’s usually brightly lit. He crept into the house, settling down on the bed just next to your stilled snoring body as he placed a small kiss upon your cheek.

“Hey, baby.” you remember him whispering. “Is everything alright? Do we need to talk about anything?” You can still clearly recall the trembling in his fingers as they so gently swept away your dishevel hair to read your expression.

“Yea, we do…” You mumbled sluggishly under an exhausted groan, body stretching to rid the dull aching of your joints. Then you were met with the terror in his eyes and the panic stricken man swallowed you whole in his safe embrace. He sighed heavily yet made no sound as he waited for your next word.

“I have a present for you… I wanted to wait up but I’ve been so tired lately. I guess it makes sense now why I’m so tired all the time. I’m sorry, Jiwon. I know you like it when I stay up to wait for you. You’ll understand when you see my present.” Nuzzling your face further into his chest, you gestured toward the night stand with your eyes close and body moulding against his. A sigh of perhaps relief permeated through the air as you felt his muscles flexing when he reached toward the stand to grab the small white box adorning a little bow waiting patiently all night for its owner.

“Don’t be sorry. My schedule is erratic enough, I can’t afford you risking your health staying up late for me. But… What’s the occasion, love?” He whispered, fear still rooted deep in his gentle words of uncertainty.

“Just… You know me, I’ve never liked the idea of only giving presents on certain dates. why do we need an occasion to give each other present. Why not just giving it on a random day to show that I think about you constantly.” Still refusing to meet his eyes, you let yourself slipped slowly into one of the strange drowsy trances that seemed to be the norm as of late. A swift sound of air rushing from Jiwon svelte fingers removing the bow, a gasp, and a “no fucking way” later, you were rudely awoken from your slumber with a string of wet kisses.

“You’re not joking right, baby? Like, for real. Wait I need to check the date, where’s my phone, where’s your phone, oh my god where’s a calendar when I need one. SSSHIT.” No sooner than the last cuss left his lips, he hopped off the bed lightning fast, diving for any indication of what day it was.

“Why are you looking for the calendar, silly? It’s June 19.” No chance of going back to sleep now so you might as well get up. Sitting crossed legs in the middle of the bed, you watched as he bounced around the room, the test stick still in his hand.

“Because, I need to know it’s not April’s fool. Christ, baby. For a second there, I thought you were gonna make me sign the divorce paper. Thank you. Thank you so much. I’m so happy right now I don’t even know what I’m doing. I need to call my mom. I need to call your mom. I need to call everyone’s mom.” Kisses coming from every angle, you were nearly toppled backward as he surrounded you with as much love as he could give, a bright smile never left his face.

“Jiwon…” Fond memory fading away, a ragged breath leaves your lips as you clutch tightly onto his muscular arm. “I know I complain a lot but I’m really happy we’re doing this. I can’t ask for a better husband and soon to be dad than you. You’re perfect, baby. Stop apologizing.” Pushing yourself off the cold floor now, you try your best for his sake to mask the storm inside with a smile before heading to brush your teeth.

As you glance at your own reflection, the many nights of restless sleep and early date with the toilet had really taken a toll. Your eyes had not been so sunken to the depth of the Titanic since your grad school years. Skin dull and barely much colors, you honestly couldn’t care much for make up with the sheer exhaustion from just waking up. A slight frown finds itself resting upon your lips as the pace of your toothbrush dawdles to a stop. No sooner than a long sigh begins to huff away from your nose, Jiwon already had his arms tight around your slumping frame, hands smoothing up and down against your belly.

“Baby, you know you’re the most beautiful person in this world right? I love you so much. You’re just so kind and caring sometimes I feel guilty because i could only hope I take care of you as well as you do me. You never needed to do much to your appearance, actually you need not anything at all and I fall head over heels for you every. single. damn. time. you look my way.” God the way his voice drips like honey yet there’s just that slight touch of gravel just in the back of his throat from the early hours just drives you insane. You love Bobby and his never ending charms on stage but the Jiwon that whispers in your ears late at night, reminding you of how much he loves you… That’s something you won’t ever get used to. He never fails to light that spark in your stomach, intensify the fire in your heart just with his honest confession while wrapping his arms around your body like you’re the most precious thing in the world.  

“You were always wonderful and understanding when I was anything but that just from being so stress out all the time. I can’t believe I’m lucky enough to call you my wife, to have a baby with you. Don’t you dare doubt yourself, alright?” He had been resting his head against your shoulder so peacefully up till now. With the last whisper, Jiwon presses a big kiss onto your shoulder as he always did whenever a back hug was called for after a long day of work. “I can’t wait for your tummy to get a little bigger so I can boast to everyone just how proud I am of my magnificent wife. I want everyone to know how lucky I am to have you and our baby in my life. I always hate it when the  media made it out to be that you were the lucky one, marrying some rich idol. If only they know how much you sacrifice for this dumb ass husband of yours. How much I depend on you for every little thing. How lost I would be without you. How truly lucky I was to be the one you picked out of all the bastards that pinned after you all those years ago. If only they now how stupendously, extremely infatuated I am with everything you do, everything you are. Even after all these years, I’m just as smitten with you as I was our first date. Thank you for giving up so much for me and now to give me the ultimate gift of all. I love you.” By his confession end, your mouth was rid of the minty foam and tears of pain replaced with tears of happiness as you spin around in his arms, fastening your own tight around his waist.

“How could I ever thank you enough for always being there for me. I know I raise hell and can be so goddamn unreasonable like 90% of the time yet all you do is smile. I don’t want you to think that I-I don’t want our baby, or or anything like that… I just, it’s exhausting sometimes and you know parenting class, it should help but it doesn’t and all it does is make me worry more about this and that and oh my God what if I’m a horrible mother and our baby hate me and you’ll hate me and and an-” Your frantic words were silenced with a fervid kiss. He kisses you as if you hadn’t kiss in months from the grueling tours, as if this was the long awaited kiss you shared on your first date. The kiss that sealed the deal after years of the shy two way crush burning away with passion at the realization that all along you both love each other. He kisses you and not once did his hands leave your body as the affectionately pet and caress peace back into your perturbed self.

“You talk too much sometimes, you know that? Don’t you dare start with the whole what ifs. No. We’re doing this together and sure we got a big learning curve but so what. We got family to support us. We got this babe!” Damn his eye smile and those too good for this word bunny grin. One glance at your handsome man and you already felt like all is right in the world as he effortlessly carries you back to bed. All tucked in, you breathe easy as the serene air settles over the barely lit bedroom once more. Suddenly, your nausea, the back pain, the aching joint, and the constant mood swings seem to be just a small bump in the road. None of it seems to matter much as Jiwon snuggles close into the crook of your neck, large hand protectively yet delicately places over your slowly growing belly. With a smile, you let yourself fall asleep knowing no matter what happen in the future, Jiwon will always be the foundation that get you through.

Part 2.

[somethingmemeworthy]

Things I love about you:

The way you’re always there for me

How when you find something funny and relatable and your eyes get kinda big and you get this big goofy smile on your face and your voice gets a little deeper and you say “me” let me tell you that makes me so fucking happy

The way you compliment me randomly 

The way talking to you makes my whole world brighter

When you tell me you're proud of me

The way you put up with all of my bullshit all of the time

The way you constantly insist I’m not bugging you

Those nights when we stay up talking until two am

When you read and you get really into whats written and you start to rock back and forth like a mental patient

When you sing to me

Those nights we stay up just text and its not about anything in particular but its amazing 

That we’ve been friends for the past two and a half years and you’re still able to tolerate me

Your low key racism

When you call me babes or love or anything else

When you call me mom

The way you make me feel so loved

When I get really sad about the future and my life and you’re there to calm me down and talk me through it

The way your head pops up and you start singing when I put on la vie Boheme 

When you read to me

When you get super mad when I’m on my phone and you’re trying to show me something

How you’re the best older brother in the world

How hopeful you are (sometimes)

That I can actually be myself around you

How happy you get over the little things

The eyeroll and subsequent hang up when I make a pun

How you actually make me cry so easily because of how much I love you

That you would actually like to plan to meet me despite everything being in the way

When I get a text from you while I’m asleep and I wake up the next morning to see it and you’re the first thing I wake up to

How kind you are

How smart you are

All the times I have almost gone off the deep end that you’ve helped me back from

When I get sad and you’re always the first person I can talk to

how much you love Sophie

When you sing and it gets too high and you just like say “fuck” and stop trying 

When you don’t respond for hours because you were with your puppy and she’s the most important person in your life (which is good)

That you call Kyle your best friend

That you tease me

When you move your hair the wrong way and it looks really stupid and you don’t notice because you’re in the wrong tab

That you call people on their bullshit

That you don’t have a lot of friends because I’m so much friend it’d be bad if you were super popular

When you get really passionate about something (which you do every few months its really cute)

That you’re really good at making cards

Your bracelets (especially the one I gave you)

When I genuinely get to make you laugh and you look really happy at least for a second

Your super dramatic reenactment of rent (“what are you staring at?” Are still the favorite words you’ve ever said to me)

Your jokes

When you laugh over really stupid shit and I’m pretty sure you’re actually mental or some shit 

Just because

How proud you are of your leg hair

This may be kinda sad but that one night we were face timing and we were talking about ******* and you said that you thought you were in love and in retrospect it was really wrong and sad and shit but in that moment you looked so happy and your voice was faded just like it does and you looked really nice and it was just a really nice moment the way I remember it 

Im gonna get arguments on this one but how attractive you are

How you always say you’re going on a diet and then. Week later never do

When you let me know when you’ll be busy because you don’t want me to freak out

When you let me buy you things and spoil you because I genuinely do love you and want you to have things and be happy

That despite feeling like this you’re trying to hang on and you’re planning a future and you’re honestly trying as hard as you can

When I try to text ****** again and you get mad at me and tell me how bad she is for me and I know I protest but It makes me know you really want whats best for me

That day you refused to talk to me till I had eaten because you knew I needed to same reason as above

The asian jokes we make about you

I almost forgot how proud of me you are when I do something like when I graduated or when I got accepted and you were so proud 

That you’re honest with me about when something is wrong rather than hiding it to spare my feelings

How into video games you are

Your persistence (when you want something to get done, you’ll do it)

The dorky little peace signs you do in selfies

All the confidence you have that I don’t (this is not physical but like online and cussing and shit which I don’t really do)

Every “when we meet” scenario

Your underwear collection

When you say you love me

When we’re talking and you just go silent and I’m like talking and I realize you’re replying to someone and I just trail off and say random things to keep the mood until you pay attention again

; )

That you know me so well to call my grandparents Mahmah and papa 

How you get pissed when I tell you I had gluten or some shit

You’re basically the light of my life and I never expected it 

Even when Im terribly depressed, talking with you cheers me up enough to the point of basic human functioning

Your truly fucked sleep schedule that makes it hard for me to gauge when you’lll be up in the morning

How easy you are to read

That you let me talk shit about everyone to you

Your bracelets and how they’re os significant to you

When you’re feeling down and we go into deep philosophical talks bout life and the universe

Just being with you on the phone- neither of us have to be talking, its just nice.

Your love of miranda Cosgrove

That you know more about me than any of my friends/ siblings/parents

That you would be the one person I might ever let touch my phone

Sharing secrets

You always try to HELP me whenever possible. When I failed a test, instead of saying “oh that sucks” you ask what I can do differently next time

Throughout the past 2.5 years you’ve been my strongest advocate

I really see you as the most prominent male figure in my life

Your handwriting is shit but in a cool way

I would pick you over a dog any day

How you’ve influenced my life (in particular my political and social views- definitely for the better)

Having someone to come to about the maddy situation

Being able to say definitively I have a best friend

You make jokes at the most innapropriate times

However many days you have left on earth, knowing you’ll be able to spend them with me is enough

How pretty your eyes are when you get excited about something and they sparkle and scrunch up

How much you love New York and how fondly you speak of it (it really warms my heart)

Being able to cope with my self hatred and my own problems while also managing yours fairly well

Basically stepping in as my dad while also letting me be there for you in a parent way

Dreaming big

when you call me babes or love

Complimenting my art when we both know its shit

When you randomly text me throughout the day which you don’t normally do

Your love of haddock

The spur of the moment facetimes when one of us is feeling sad 

You’re the least judgmental person I’ve ever met (of me at least) and one of the kindest 

the pictures of us I have on my laptop

You’re one of the most self sacrificing people I’ve ever met

The little things that you remember about me that you bring up that make me realize how much you really listen

How funny you are

When we talk and we go off on those little tangents and start calling each other sweetie and it basically one of those skits

“stoop”

That night I was in the hotel and I snuck out of the room so I could talk to you and boy oh boy was that a nice night bc we planned a trip, talked all night, and even though there were plenty of tears on my end, it's still one of my fondest memories of you

Same night, when the mean receptionist lady yelled at me and you had left and I was panicked crying in the room and upset and you called back and you were just so gentle and caring and talking to you automatically cheers me up

Low-key trying to set our siblings up

When you're singing to me and you literally pause to burp

That one time you joked that we should get married and I said “will you marry me?” and you got super freaked out and were trying to let me down easy that was really funny but also just really a nice moment because you're so sweet

this is some super straight shit and probs no one is gonna read it but bottom line is people see you from a completely different perspective. When you see yourself what you may see is all negative, but someone else sees you in a completely different light. All those weird quirks you don't notice or don't think anything of make someone else’s day brighter. You are all loved by someone. 

[rose-petal-dreamss-blog]

[realfitreallife]

Tough heart with a soft soul and no fucks given!

               Do any of yall have that one friend that tends to meet your other friends last? Not being ugly at all either, but for many reasons, in every clique there is one friend that is always working, or just unsociable. I shouldn’t say Unsociable because that isn’t fair, SHE IS SOCIABLE ... just selectively...and chances are even if she considers you a “friend”, you get on her nerves at some point because that is just her. She allows you to be annoying in her vicinity, but that privilege is only given to an extremely small circle. She is also the most vocally blunt person you know. What she herself won’t tell you, I mean she does have manners after all, her facial expressions will. 

Her last weekend as a civilian before chasing her life long dream to be in law enforcement!! 2015

             Yeah. It’s funny because Em is actually the most genuine, kind hearted person I have ever met, but it took her 6 months to warm up to me. I am almost positive her ginger other half had a lot to do with her and I staying friends because he is extremely social and I kinda got to know him better at first. When I started crossfit two years ago, Em and I were kinda just thrown together through a mutual friend. I use that term loosely when referring to Cori because he has turned into such a dumbass, BUT he did introduce us. So props to him for that. Anyways and being new to the gym I would try to stick around her because she was a familiar face. We became friends but didn’t get close until after the twofaced trial of 2016 from another couple when we both realized that 1. we had alot in common personality wise, 2. we were being lied too and back stabbed by the twofaced couple and 3. we actually are hilarious when we put our minds to it. Now. Most people tend to be put off of Em, esp when they find out she is a cop. If there is anyone who has the perfect personality and demeanor to be a law enforcement officer, its her. 

PSA: I don’t care how you feel about Law Enforcement either, so keep those loudmouth opinions to yourself. I will fight you on this every time. 

Celebrating her other half’s born day, and looking gorgeous because we can

              She is the one you go to for the truth, even if it sucks to hear...and you don’t want to hear it. Em will tell you like it is, and it’s coming from a good place in her heart where she is just trying to help. I think its physically HURTS her inside if she holds how she feels in, I really do. It’s probably the one quality that I admire most about her. Her truth. Her and her husband never make me feel like the 3rd wheel. As the only single friend in our group, this is something that’s extremely hard to find. A couple that you don’t feel like you are intruding when you hang out with them. 

           She is one of my favorite people to watch, I LOVE introducing her to weird people and just watching the emotions rolls across her face as their talking. *I do this, remember when I said even when your friends with them and you still get on their nerves....this is what I meant LOL Love you Em* Now...she has a poker face but a lot of times she can’t control it...haha which means endless hours of comedy gold for her friends! She is someone I want with me through the good and the bad so I feel really blessed that she considers me her friend. 

       She cusses like a sailor and then apologizes profusely for it. Works a lot because her job demands it, and while she complains about her job sometimes ...she enjoys helping people. She might call it “making a difference with the stupidity level of the world” instead of helping people because people infinitely annoy her more then anything else but whatever. My blog. My rules. 

     She is also someone I enjoy watching grow and change, constantly striving to be the good in the world. I hope she knows how special and tough she is, how awesome I think she is. She hasn’t let anything stop her yet. 

[whywhawho]

The Brains Behind Off The Top - Joseph Nti

JOSEPH NTI - ONE OF Ghana’s THE RISING STARS IN CONTENT CREATION

In the world of Ghanaian content creators, there is a young content creating waves in the industry with his hit YouTube show Off The Top. Off The Top is a show where a curated cast of people, from all walks of life, is made to answer trivia questions. You might think this is just like any ole trivia show but the je ne sais quoi is in the cast curation. A captivating ensemble of people that have viewers glued to their seat every Wednesday night. The joy that comes with listening to the cast fumble over seemingly easy trivia questions can not be explained with words. I decided to have a conversation with Joseph about being a content creator in Ghana and of course Off The Top.

" Hustle and flow! Constantly innovating and creatively finding ways to get around the bottlenecks that plague the content creation process. "  -- Joseph Nti

Koffi From Vogue - Who is Joseph Nti?

Joseph Nti - Ugh you know me, I'm a producer and creator of content mostly targeted at Ghanaian millennials.

KFV - How long have you worked in content creation?

JN - I've been creating content since I was in class 4 writing my own paperback story books but I only starting doing it for public consumption in 2014, when I started a college magazine.

KFV - What is it like being a content creator in Ghana?

JN - Hustle and flow! Constantly innovating and creatively finding ways to get around the bottlenecks that plague the content creation process.

KFV - What are some of the projects you have worked on?

JN - Two documentaries (TOOL, The documentary - the making of Odunsi's first EP and Biishville, The Documentary - The story of the self-made chef and entrepreneur carving his niche in Accra's budding food scene), Blklisted - a behind the scenes look at the making of Ayebea Darko's first live art event in Ghana, Off The Top - an ensemble cast trivia game show, Co-creator and host of the Sincerely Accra podcast and a couple of other projects.

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KFV - That is quite a resume. How did you come up with the idea of off the top?

JN - My best friend Nii Apa and I had always wanted to start a YouTube show together but he got cold feet and my mind kinda went off on its own and started scheming with nostalgia from popular Ghanaian television shows like it Takes Two and Agoro and a need to create something for the Ghanaian millennial. I was watching BKChat LDN, and I fell in love with the idea of an ensemble cast and after throwing It Takes Two and Agoro in the mix the show was created.

KFV - When you were conceptualizing Off The Top did you think it would be difficult to create i.e. who to film it, how to film it and how to convince the cast to be apart of it?

JN - Financing the whole thing scared me for a bit but not for long because I just wanted to hit the ground running. The initial vision I had is what season 3 & 4 looks like now but I was not scared to start small and my friends Apa and Kwame gassed me up with every single idea I had so I felt encouraged and I went for it. I leveraged my friends who worked in film and put together a small crew with a few references for what I wanted. Convincing the cast was quite easy, everyone I spoke to agreed instantly, they didn't even know what they were signing up for.

KFV - Did you already know who you wanted sitting on the off the top couch when you were conceptualizing OTT?

JN - Not entirely, I knew the kind of representation I wanted to see but as I developed the questions and actual concept I kept remembering people I had seen online or come into contact with who would be great for the show.

KFV - How is it running a show with such a diverse and dynamic cast? With the cast being so wild how do you get them all in one place to film?

JN - Well, its regular chaos but we do have an understanding of what it is that we are creating so they do come around after the second or third reprimand lol. I try to make everyone comfortable enough to let their true selves out on set and we have a Whatsapp group for bonding and such so we are like a close-knit family of sorts.

KFV - After four seasons of OTT and the other projects you have, how do you ensure that OTT is still fresh and interesting with every episode?

JN - I keep consuming content. I'm always looking out for what's new and trending in the world of content and try to put my spin on it. I also have some amazing friends and supporters who volunteer their time to help me think through new ideas and concepts. But there is a lot of footage that never sees the light of day because I second guess myself all the time.

KFV - Tell me about the second OTT meet and greet?

JN - Well the show's numbers have grown quite a bit and I am excited to meet all our new viewers and supporters. It's happening at Serallio on August 3rd, from 3 pm to 10 pm and admission is free. We'll have food, drinks, and games available at a reasonable price to set the mood just right for socializing with a DJ on deck and a fun number of activities. We are also having an open call for people interested in being on our new season. We get a lot of requests and we hope this gives everyone an equal chance to justify their inclusion lol.

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KFV - Who do you think the viewers of OTT are most excited to see (fan favorites)? I know I am excited to see my girl Cerwaa.

JN - Based on the way the conversations on the TL went this season I think Six, Denzel and as usual Cerwaa but I have realized that every cast member has a fanbase of a sort. Some people are coming to see Amma and Henrika and people who just want to hear Nii Apa cuss or Alberto's laughter.

KFV -What should we expect from this meet and greet that wasn't in the first meet and greet?

JN - More fun!

KFV - Lastly, you have been able to get sponsors for OTT and how did you convince brands in Ghana, who do not like sponsoring anything in the creative industry, to invest in OTT and how will you advice young creatives to go about finding sponsors for their projects?

JN - Funny, it may seem that way from that outside looking in but most brands in Ghana are very interested in their bottom line, making revenue and creating top of mind awareness, as a result they work with numbers so my advice is to be consistent because that's how you get genuine fans and grow your numbers, be strategic about the brands you approach, make sure they are a good fit and be very certain about what it is you are offering them and stay interesting! Also, keep records, have a media kit with all your stats and achievements because once again, numbers matter!

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