#i needed pony loves even if i didnt ride

[ambrozjas]

HII!! i saw in your bio that your requests are closed but i also see you responding to asks??? so i'm sosososo sorry if i wasn't supposed to ask but i just needed the gang (separate) x super energetic n positive reader (so like pinkie pie irl !) :3 again im sorry if i confused things with your requests!!!

the gang with an energetic!reader ꨄ︎

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this is actually a great question and i thank you for asking it ^-^!! the reqs i’m responding to are just requests that are stacked up in my inbox, so when i have them closed, it just means i’m trying to catch up on asks and that i don’t prefer asks at that time :) i did LOVE writing this though, so thank you for asking about that i appreciate you trying to respect it !! ^_^ 🫶

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“you had fun today?” came DARRY’s voice from the left of you as he sat in the driver’s seat, taking you home. you guys had decided to take johnny, sodapop, and ponyboy to the oklahoma state fair, which would explain the sleepiness that laced his tone. you, though, would practically be vibrating in your seat if it wasn’t for darry’s hand resting on your thigh.

still pumped up from the crazy rides at the fair, your eyes roamed across all the bright lights littering the city as you looked out of the car window.

“so much.” you responded, beaming at your boyfriend next to you before taking a look in the rearview mirror and spotting the boys asleep in the backseat.

“you think they did, too?” you asked darry, lips pouting dramatically at how cute the boys looked, even when soda was practically drooling on pony.

darry gave you a small ‘mhm’, a tiny smile growing on his face when he looked back at them too. “y’sure you’re not tired?”

“i’m so awake right now, dare.” you chuckled a bit, turning back around and resting your head against the car seat’s headrest.

you gave a few quiet ‘ooh’s as you both were still exiting oklahoma city, even if you guys were still a long way from tulsa, looking at all the bright lights and arrows urging future customers to visit the fair.

darry scoffed as he saw the pile of cars across the way, lining up in one big traffic jam. then he turned his head to look at you, he wondered how you could always be so optimistic. he smiled fondly to himself as he watched you, head held in your hands as the exotic lights bounced off your irises, reflecting all sorts of neon pinks and blues in your eyes as you didnt take them off the noisy attractions.

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“be careful now darlin’, you’ll slip!” SODAPOP laughs as you two come down from the intense food fight you just had in the kitchen.

it all started with you accidentally dusting the counters a bit too hard when some flour landed on sodapop’s open plaid shirt. now you two were both covered in various ingredients, you’re sure the yolk would take about an hour to rinse out of your hair properly. the baking you guys were doing was forgotten in the background as the batter had probably already somewhat hardened during sodapop’s sugar assault on your favorite top.

you laughed as he held your waist, the both of you looking down at where your foot was just about to fall on the slippery remainder of egg yolk and milk on the kitchen floor. “that’s your mess!”

“you started it!”

“it was an accident, soda—!” sodapop placed a chaste kiss against your lips, licking his own after he pulled away. he made a small hum sound as his eyes trailed upward when he pretended to try to guess the flavor. “hm, strawberry.”

“gross.” you rolled your eyes, the two of you laughing uncontrollably as soda eventually did slip on the exact same piece of yolk he had warned you from stepping on. that is, until you heard the strong footsteps of his older brother make his way from the front door to the kitchen.

both of your heads shot up as darry cleared his throat, crossing his arms and tilting his head. it was like he had no words for the both of you, until he shook his head once and grumbled angrily.

“y’all better clean that up.”

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“so i was just tellin’ her about it and y’know what this lady does?” you ranted to PONYBOY as he sat across from you at the lunch table, his fingers fiddling with the holes in the metal mesh patterned seat.

he held his chin in his palm as his eyes flickered between you and the table, watching as you rambled about something a counselor had reprimanded you for or something, all he could really focus on was you. the way your eyes lit up when you were passionate about something, the way talked with your hands a lot, or the way you bounced in your seat at just the thought of your favorite song.

pure energy always radiated off of you, not even dallas winston could resist your charm. and ponyboy curtis certainly couldn’t either.

“pony-y!” you dragged out the ‘y’ in his name as you tried to get his attention, waving a hand in front of his face. he blinked and furrowed his brows as he muttered out a quick, “huh?”

“are you even listenin’ to me?”

“‘course i am.”

“what was i talking about then?” you batted your eyelashes as you inquired in a ‘matter-of-fact’ tone, leaning forward as ponyboy averted your gaze.

his face got hot while he stammered, mouth gaping open and closed like a fish before you waved a hand at him and flashed a big grin.

“my counselor.” came your sing-song tone of voice from in front of him.

“right! just.. tell me more?”

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“JOHNNY, wait up!” you called after him, jogging up and gripping onto the straps of your backpack as it moved with your every step.

you saw him, head hung low as he looked so small compared to the towering figure of dallas winston right next to him. he turned around, that same puppy dog look in his eyes as usual before he looked up at dallas. dally gave johnny a quick wink before nodding his head towards me and saying his goodbyes while he walked off only god knows where—probably to stir up some more trouble.

johnny looked back at you, muttering your name as you finally caught up to him. “hey—! you goin’ home?” you asked, shifting your weight from your hands to your knees as you hunched over and caught your breath. johnny just nodded as he watched you regain composure quickly, already back and energized.

you circled around him with a flurry of questions, questions like how his day was or if he ate today. johnny always wondered why you asked him these questions, whether you cared or not was really his main concern although he’d never dare ask.

once you guys had arrived to johnny’s house though, came a ruckus from inside. the noise traveling outside the house through a sliver of open window as you both saw two figures screaming at each other.

you saw as the corners of johnny’s mouth twitched downwards as he winced at the sound of glass breaking.

then, almost like an miracle came your voice from beside him.

“wanna go to the lot?”

once he had looked at you, it was like an instant mood lifter. you had a boyish grin on your face with your hands shoved in your pockets as your eyes crinkled with how big of a smile you had glued to your face, as usual.

how could johnny deny you?

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“are you always like this?” DALLAS said as he leaned against the doorway to the kitchen, watching as you danced around and made a mess with the baking supplies.

“like what?” your voice, jubilant as ever, rung out in dally’s ears. he always played it off as if he hated how joyous it was, but if he was being honest, the way the syllables rolled so quickly off your tongue was satisfying to him. he’d never admit it obviously. being dallas winston was a tough job to keep up.

you twirled around, reaching on your tippy toes to grab something off the fridge before spinning back around to pour milk in the mixing bowl, hips swaying to the faint music that you turned down to hear dallas over.

dallas scoffed, shaking his head amusedly while he lit a cigarette, eyes flickering up at you every once in awhile. “nothin’.” he muttered, words muffled around his cigarette.

he looked at you, his eyes were empty enough that anybody else would mistake his expression for annoyance, but you knew better. you knew dallas winston better than anybody. and as you danced so freely around the kitchen, like no one was watching you, dallas admired you. you were yourself, in this moment socs and greasers didn’t matter, nothing did. the only thing that mattered to you was getting these ingredients right, and you couldn’t do that with a little dancing.

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“woah, darlin’! someone had a li’l too much sugar, huh?” TWO-BIT laughed as you bounced around. you were like a candle waiting to be blown out, flowing in place but still moving. you were definitely still moving.

you practically vibrated in place, your feet kicked in your seat as you giggled, talking about your day to two-bit. his grey eyes watched you with intent, his own grin painted on his face. sometimes he didn’t pay attention, other times he asked questions just at the right times. even if it was just pure luck, you appreciated his responses even if they were just ‘huh’s or ‘oh!’s.

“what do you think?” you finally stopped ranting, taking a break to ask two-bit once again what he thought.

he paused, taking a second to sip on his can of beer before looking off to the side in thought. then, as quick as it left, his smile returned as he finally laughed.

“i think you need a nap, babydoll.”

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“so what happened next?” STEVE asked, licking the spoon as he sat across from you in the diner as he watched you take a break from talking to devour a milkshake.

you smacked your lips as you swallowed and immediately put up your hand to express yourself further. “she cussed her out!”

steve raised his eyebrows as he broke off another piece of the diner’s famous cake—which he claimed was never better than darry’s yet he was still destroying it.

what you always appreciated about steve was his blind loyalty to you. even if he didn’t understand, his heart was in the right place. he gasped at anything dramatic, but he just loved gossip in general. him and sodapop were like kids around a campfire as they always circled around you while you explained to them the gossip going on around school.

steve watched as you rambled on and on, twirling your hair at certain parts and jumping up in your seat at important ones. by the time you both finished that conversation, your bill was racked up with how long you had took, and the waitresses were rolling your eyes at every “but, did you hear..”

that didn’t matter to you two, though. you just cared about talking to steve, and steve was too busy admiring you to care about anything else.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ my favs r fluttershy n rarity but tell me why i’m literally rainbow dash irl

kiss kiss ˗ˏˋ꒰ 🍒 ꒱

[greenbloods]

Runner up lines that didnt make it because of tumblr poll word length limitations. I'm including more of the peripheral scene because it's my post and i want to.

Tyrion and Jaime

The ruin was sad enough, but knowing what it had been made it even sadder. There was laughter here once, Tyrion thought. There were gardens bright with flowers and fountains sparkling golden in the sun. These steps once rang to the sound of lovers’ footsteps, and beneath that broken dome marriages beyond count were sealed with a kiss. His thoughts turned to Tysha, who had so briefly been his lady wife. It was Jaime, he thought, despairing. He was my own blood, my big strong brother. When I was small he brought me toys, barrel hoops and blocks and a carved wooden lion. He gave me my first pony and taught me how to ride him. When he said that he had bought you for me, I never doubted him. Why would I? He was Jaime, and you were just some girl who’d played a part. I had feared it from the start, from the moment you first smiled at me and let me touch your hand. My own father could not love me. Why would you if not for gold?

2. Catelyn and Robb

If Robb was frightened, he gave no sign of it. Catelyn watched her son as he moved among the men, touching one on the shoulder, sharing a jest with another, helping a third to gentle an anxious horse. His armor clinked softly when he moved. Only his head was bare. Catelyn watched a breeze stir his auburn hair, so like her own, and wondered when her son had grown so big. Fifteen, and near as tall as she was.

Let him grow taller, she asked the gods. Let him know sixteen, and twenty, and fifty. Let him grow as tall as his father, and hold his own son in his arms. Please, please, please. As she watched him, this tall young man with the new beard and the direwolf prowling at his heels, all she could see was the babe they had laid at her breast at Riverrun, so long ago.

3. Needle

Her floppy hat went next, then the gloves. They were Salty’s too. She emptied her pouch into her palm; five silver stags, nine copper stars, some pennies and halfpennies and groats. She scattered them across the water. Next her boots. They made the loudest splashes. Her dagger followed, the one she’d gotten off the archer who had begged the Hound for mercy. Her swordbelt went into the canal. Her cloak, tunic, breeches, smallclothes, all of it. All but Needle.

She stood on the end of the dock, pale and goosefleshed and shivering in the fog. In her hand, Needle seemed to whisper to her. Stick them with the pointy end, it said, and, don’t tell Sansa! Mikken’s mark was on the blade. It’s just a sword. If she needed a sword, there were a hundred under the temple. Needle was too small to be a proper sword, it was hardly more than a toy. She’d been a stupid little girl when Jon had it made for her. “It’s just a sword,” she said, aloud this time . . .

. . . but it wasn’t.

Needle was Robb and Bran and Rickon, her mother and her father, even Sansa. Needle was Winterfell’s grey walls, and the laughter of its people. Needle was the summer snows, Old Nan’s stories, the heart tree with its red leaves and scary face, the warm earthy smell of the glass gardens, the sound of the north wind rattling the shutters of her room. Needle was Jon Snow’s smile. He used to mess my hair and call me “little sister,” she remembered, and suddenly there were tears in her eyes.

Polliver had stolen the sword from her when the Mountain’s men took her captive, but when she and the Hound walked into the inn at the crossroads, there it was. The gods wanted me to have it. Not the Seven, nor Him of Many Faces, but her father’s gods, the old gods of the north. The Many-Faced God can have the rest, she thought, but he can’t have this.

4. Jenny's song

She drank the last of the wine in four long swallows, flung the skin aside, and pointed her stick at Lord Beric. “I’ll have my payment now. I’ll have the song you promised me.”

And so Lem woke Tom Sevenstrings beneath his furs, and brought him yawning to the fireside with his woodharp in hand. “The same song as before?” he asked.

“Oh, aye. My Jenny’s song. Is there another?”

And so he sang, and the dwarf woman closed her eyes and rocked slowly back and forth, murmuring the words and crying. Thoros took Arya firmly by the hand and drew her aside. “Let her savor her song in peace,” he said. “It is all she has left.”

5. Maester Cressen and Stannis

Maester Cressen blinked. Stannis, my lord, my sad sullen boy, son I never had, you must not do this, don’t you know how I have cared for you, lived for you, loved you despite all? Yes, loved you, better than Robert even, or Renly, for you were the one unloved, the one who needed me most. Yet all he said was, “As you command, my lord, but . . . but I am hungry. Might not I have a place at your table?” At your side, I belong at your side . . .

(9) a son or a daughter.

'where's 'ned loves my hair?'' nowhere. you must choose.

[ask-vinyl-scratch]

10/26/2010

haha wow doin stuff with Tavi really took like two hours huh. is she training me to finally get my sleep schedule back on track???

ok ok i probably got like an hour before she calls me back so I gotta get as much writing done in my diary as I can before... oh god.

I, Vinyl Scratch, am not turning into a nerd, am I?

no. no im not. no im just writing in my about what I'm doing because Tavi gave me the advice and I like it and it helps me realize more what im doing.

Ok ill write about the days that led up to me being in Canterlot, in Octavia's old bedroom (or in her bathroom right now), rebelling against her parents in the best! way!! POSSIBLE!!!!!!!

22th: i slept all day through this one bc even though a ton of the ponies from Pinkie's party left before 2 am like a buncha normies, and despite everything that can be going wrong and lame be happening doing, Pinkie, Berry, and a cool new mare I met called Derpy raved quite successfully with me until Berry's filly and Derpy's foals hadda go to school and we decided to just end the party. i woulda liked to have a party go on from night till noon though...

though considering the fact that I only barely woke up in time for me and Tavi to make our train to Canterlot, maybe it was for the best. not how i wanted to spend Luna's glorious night, packing feverishly so i could get on a train to get closer to the Jealous Sun, but it was inevitable.

tbh dont tell Tavi but I totally forgot that we were even going to Canterlot and meeting up with Lyra and Bon Bon. train ride was fine, but strangely (not in a bad way) Tavi was a lot more affectionate, which was weird at the time but makes a lot more sense what with what was gonna happen later on.

23th: we finally met Lyra and Bon Bon in Canterlot. feel pretty bad for Lyra, gottin to have to go back and forth and back and forth between Ponyville and Canterlot and tons of other places just to do her concerts or whatever. I guess I can relate since Tavi usually has to go to Canterlot a ton. while Im stuck in ponyville. gets lonely a lot. luckily we both somehow get the energy to send letters to each other every day were apart, but i live in fear of a day when that might stop. i mean, are we fillyfriends because of some temporary physical attraction or because of who we are?

anyway we were goin around out. I was chattin with Bon Bon bout liquor candies. I told her id hook her up with a nice mare if she'd attempt to make some. (Spoiler alert: she and nope im not going to spoil it, I'll just talk about it on the 24th day section). I noticed that Tavi and Lyra weren't talkin much and were acting all aloof and uptight and not at all affectionate and like the snooty Canterlotians but I chalked it up to them being natives.

that was until Bon Bon saw my face and told me that theres like....... a whole thing in Canterlot about being a fillyfooler. Apparently they still think that Celestia only wants couples of one mare and one stallion, for making more foals for her glory or something. well what the buck does that make me then???????????? what's so wrong about me being with Octavia, and then adopting a couple dozen fillies that need the love and attention instead of making some that didnt ask to be made?????? whatever. more proof that Luna is based and C celestia is cringe.

Also apparently Bon Bon didnt know that Lyra was a fillyfooler, which was something I was going to soon rectify. we had donuts at Donut Joe's yknow and then we went to a few fancy bistros for their bars. I got Lyra drunk enough to tell me that old story that she was only able to get into her place on the orchestra because she 'befriended' the mom of the old conductor Allegro Accelerando and threatened to become his second mom if he didnt put her on. Bon Bon was real impressed with all the graphic detail and I was laughing my flank off at both Lyra's funny as buck story and Bon Bon's honest reaction but Octavia was mortified that someone might overhear us and throw us out, not to mention our reputations and careers.

Well not that us Ponyville mares had anything to be afraid of but in the interest of making Tavi feel comfortable I felt that I should take Tavi back to her hotel room while stealthily suggesting Lyra's drunk flank take Bon Bon to her own >:)

but when we got to the room Octavia broke down in tears. it was frankly disturbing for myy marefriend who didnt even cry that much when i was in danger of being overdose on cocaine. shes just... usually so calm and reserved.

i asked what was wrong but she just told me to love her and keep loving her, she begged me to keep loving her and being with her for all time, but most of all, she begged me to never stop being me. So i just hugged her and put her on the couchbed andtold her that she needs some of the Berry Punch/Pinkie Pie Pan-Galactic Gargle Blaster to giver her some rest and she just laughed and shook her head goodnaturedly and it looks like that calmed her down. the weed brownie i also got her to eat probably helped too

i was really concerned for her and i didnt really know what to do. i remember having a lot of trouble with why she was so sad, since it seemed to be something more than just the dislike of fillyfoolers in Canterlot. of course, i know now that it was because we had to meet her parents the next day.

24th: yeah so we woke up pretty early in the day (noon) and we had a couple hours before the necessary dinner date with Tavi's parents that she finally told me about and I convicned her to take me with her. We were gonna hang out with Lyra and Bon Bon more since the 23thrd was a blast and tons of fun but unfortuantely they were a little preoccupied at the moment.

Lyra was having some trouble with her record player in her room (;<

and Bon Bon was having to make some liquor candies for me >:)

so we just went to a Barns & Nobles a little bit and then hung out at a ma and pa book store/coffee place for a few hours. Octavia seemed much better, much less uptight and even willing to hug me in public. I still could read her like one of the books and I knew she was conflicted about something but I wanted to give her some time to get through it. well imagine my surprise when she leans over and kisses me right in front of a passing old mare!!!!!!! an old mare who blushed and ran away from the two of us.

I was immediately freaking out since she coudl like lose her job right?? but she puts a comforting hoof on my shoulder and says somethign that I cant remember at the moment because sweet loving Luna did I go to sleep at a horrible time last night (8. BUCKING. P.M.) But it was probably something about not wanting to hide who we are, especially to her parents.

Then we met her parents.

This is not a discussion for the diary.

We did not fight.

(but you better believe I whipped their flanks!!!)

25th: lol haha today (or I guess last night?????????) was a blast. we just basically, y'know went on a sUPER CUTE FILLYFOOLER DOUBLE DATE AND GJKASVJSLKFJDC

AAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!

dont make fun of my hoofdrawing skills im getting better also

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Are we taking things too fast? I dont know if she's comfortable with it... I dont even know if me and Tavi are coming to the same conclusions. i mean nopony comes faster than Vinyl Scratch! . ok ok ok I just don't know if she's comfortable with it, I mean, she seems so uptight a lot of the time but that's just her, baby! Well. No, actually, she isnt' uptight once you get to know her but in the meantime... Though it seems like one part of her's not tight when I trot into the room! Hey-oh! i dont eeven know what that means.

ok ok ok ok.ok. So. Last night Tavi kinda maybe spilled the beans to Lyra and Bon Bon that... ok im not gonna put that in my journal cuz i feel like its memorable enough for me to remember and i dont want to take the chance that anyone actually reads these.

So idk idk i gotta discuss this with her tomorrow (OR LATER TODAY????)

fun fact: WERE DOING IT IN HER PARENTS HOUSE AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

ok bye i dont need sleep i need a mare

[littlefreya]

Okay so err i didnt know who to sendmthis to but i needed to send this teeny smut bomb to someone, then remembered 'freya has a thing for back to!' So here you go!

Because thigh riding is good and all but... i wana ride his back like a pony!

Now imagine your big buff Daddy!august, being sent home for rest because he is injured. He is hissing and groaning with each movement grumpy and uncomfortable- clearly refusing the painkillers again because he is a 'tough guy'

Its his back. He pulled a muscle and has damaged the ligaments around his shoulder.

So you somehow convince him to roll over and get a massage... problem is look at that fucking meaty mountain!

What started as a massage to ease his pain soon becomes a fucking erotic sensual massage with you sat on his ass grinding the round cheeks!

He smirks over his shoulder at you befor groaning and growling louder purring at you.

"Oh? Baby do you need something? No?... oh i think you do love~ come on you'll not get far on my ass come on up, scooch up on my back princess" you do so without hesitation, obeying his command sliding up over his ass and settle your needy cunt on the curve of his back. Then his hands come up below you, cupping your ass patting your soft cheeks.

"Move princess, daddy knows what you need, go on take it" you blushed and got to argue, wanting nothing more then to ride with mans huge muscular back... but he was hurt.

"Sweet heart, i can think of no better back massage then your needy hot cunt rubbing away at me, now get to it" he said washing away your fear of hurting him with his words and a gentle slap to your rump.

Thats all the encouragement you needed before bracing yourself on your palms and rocking, moaning and whining as you gyrate your hips into his back chaseing your own pleasure archinnto him rubbing your clit through your panties on to his back that was vibrating with his growls and moans.

August turns and rests his head on his arms smirking grunting every now and then as your hips rub away the painful knots. He can't help being smug at the way your so eager to chase your own end. To use him- any part of him to get yourself off. Its quite an ego boost knowing he didn't even have to touch you, your soo needy for him you'd hump his back like a little bitch just to get your fix.

🙄👀👀 btw good morning love 😅🥰🥰🥰😘😘

Lexie, you woke up this morning and chose violence I see? But then again you always choose violence and that’s why I love you so much.

Now I know 100% that August would be smug about making you so weak you have to ride his back 😰😰😰😰😰

[juni-ravenhall]

i need u to know that MorningDream was my dream horse when i started playing sso but ive never actually loved them until this month.

when i started playing sso i would occasionally see this horse around and everytime i would be like !!!! HOLY SHIT !!!!!. i decided to not buy *any* horse until i could get that horse, it was the only one i really wanted from all i’d seen at the time. (when i started playing i think it was kinda right before gen3 horses started coming out? idk)

i looked it up online, hm, new hillcrest, i hadnt unlocked that yet, but not surprising since i hadnt unlocked anything much. i thought id get to it relatively soon if i just kept playing. i set my mind on not buying anything else bc nothing could compare.

bit by bit i found out it was going to take very forever to get to nh actually, but at least i liked playing the game so whatever, i would get there. but after a while i saw the morgan horses and fell for one of those, so i ended up buying it, then i got a blue magic horse bc i thought it was funny, then i got an old pony for reasons i dont remember... 

when i eventually got to new hillcrest, i was really excited bc it had taken me so long to finally reach this personal goal, and there i was, and there the beautiful, gorgeous friesian sport horse was. i suffered about naming it bc it was important to me - i thought about naming it “evening star” which is one of my imaginary horse ocs that isnt in sso, a friesian but the coat isnt the same - i decided to go for “morning dream” which felt like a similar vibe name - i bought it.

i went back home to my stable.

i DIDNT like this horse’s face. i really, really didn’t like it. i stared at it, got up and went for a ride, and i tried really hard for a few days. we weren’t clicking. i couldnt handle that face. and doesnt the whole horse look kind of plastic? (by this time the first gen3 horses were out)

i put morningdream back in their stall and gave up. very disappointed after all that work, but at least i was now a proper sso player and enjoyed other stuff so the legendary new hillcrest friesian wasnt my whole reason for playing anymore.

cut to years later, the past few weeks. since gf started playing ive actually ended up levelling up almost all my horses to 15 due to playing a lot together and competing against each other to do stuff in game. one of the last few horses to finish levelling is morningdream, left at level 4.

i sigh and get up on the horse, go to the closet and pick out some cute tack. .... wait, but this is really cute actually. i work on it some more. wow. morningdream looks super pretty when i just cover up the face a bit with a pretty bridle!!! and sure they look kinda plastic, but now thats a vibe!!! they look like a perfect christmas toy horse that i wouldve loved when i was 10!!!

i go meet gf to do our dailies and ride around, gf loves the look too. i feel excited riding morningdream and we look great. 

it took like 3-4 years or something but i finally got to experience the actual love i thought i would feel for this horse back when i started playing.

[junnibook]

Day:19- threesome.

Dabi{touya?} X you X hawks{keigo}

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thank you for reading this far. its a nsfw and a poly relationship. enjoy and please request, id love to write what, you all request.  

now before we start i have to say, dabi is the dom here hawks is the switch and your the sub. good we good.

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“ keigo let goo~” you whined trying to get your clingy boyfriend off your waist. “ song bird stay with me and cuddle” your didnt give in, one his way of cuddling with just you is just laying down on you , he isnt so light. plus you were invited out by your friends. you dont get to see them often. touya always makes you go home if he out doing work, you have the worst luck when he is out.

“keigo! let go ~ i got invited out and i wanna go!” your voice and his went back in forth like children arguing over a toy. “no! not wearing that its not safe!” you puffed you cheeks “ your a hero , go patrol”  this time he puffed his cheeks , holding you tighter. “no way!  touya  told me to stay inside , he’s working so imma listen this time” you tried to peeling hid fingers off. “ ill be fine , if i need help he will be out there” 

he laughed loudly.

almost letting you go- almost. “ oh really , i want you to go out there wearing THAT and show him” he had a cat like grin. watching you avoid his gaze. you both went at it again. to loud to hear the front door open and close or to even hear heavy footsteps walk towards the door. 

you faced the other way , trying to get your red winged boyfriend off you. keigo had looked up, his wings falling like dog ears do when they get scared, you looked behind you , seeing your dark haired scarred boy friend stand there, his arms folded and he leaned on the wall.

“ wanna tell me why i can hear you two down the street” his voice laced annoyance with a hint of humor when he seen you both sit down. your sat straight while, keigo leaned back on his arms.

“ because you have good hearing” you sarcastically replied. earning a warning look. “ try that again” you swallowed hard. how were you gonna tell him that you was on your way to a club. 

“song bird here, wanted to go clubbing with these ‘friends’  wearing this” you gasped looking at keigo who was unfazed about telling touya about what happened. 

“ suck up” you pouted whispering to your self. “ hmm what was that song bird wanna say that to me “ he got close. you was gonna repeat your sentence. touya eyes went over your outfit, tight revealing and sexy. the high pony you wore with it was the biggest plus. he thought of gripping it while you sucked him off.

“ who were you gonna wear that for , other than us.” touya moved standing in front of you, his took your ponytail making you look up at him, “ you want attention showing off that perfect little body, so slutty. you want me to fuck you there than” his free fingers gliding lightly over your lips. “ you want all your friends to see you a moaning mess, hm want them to see how much of a whore you are for us” keigo came from behind. kissing your neck.

“ i think i forgot how much a slut you are song bird , remind me dont you” you rubbed your legs together. they was doing this on purpose. you gave in , when keigo hand dipped between your thighs rubbing your clothed lips ever so lightly.

“ strip” touya commanded moving back , you switched places with him. you now standing up. he sat next to keigo who started getting harder as your slipped out your tight fitting dress standing in front of them in black lace. they looked hungry ready to attack you at any moment. 

you bit your lip, seeing the tents in both their pants. you made your way to them, their hands roamed you body. touya worked on you breast and mouth kissing you making his way down to your neck leaving a train of his marks down your neck to your shoulder blade. 

keigo got work , he wants you as wet as possible for him. his fingers dipped into your wet panties , rubbing your clit slowly teasing you. he knows you dont like to be teased, so he was pleased to hear your small whines and feel you back up on him. “ awn you want me little bird , how bad hm” he pushed in one finger , you could take more but he wanted you to beg for his fingers. ((  👀))  

touya sucked on the soft flesh of your breast he made sure to mark you on the right one. your soft moans was like music to his ears but his favorite song , is your begging for them to stop over stimulating you. you tightened around keigo fingers “ awn your gonna cum for us” he thrust his fingers faster , he loved how tight you got around his fingers, with a shaking breath you released. 

they moved back, keigo behind you pulling your panties down. while touya was in front of you pulling out his hard dick. rubbing it. “ open wide “ he moved you closer to him, you happily took him in your mouth relaxing your throat to takenhim fully. “ good girl “ he praised you for taking him fully this time unlike last time.

keigo rubbed your ass, it still held a hand print he left from randomly walking past you leaving it.  anyways , he took out his hard dick too, a small patch of blonde around it. he rubbed the tip by your entrance , tracing it before shoving into you, hissing at how tight you felt around him. you moaned around touya, he had a grip on your ponytail keeping your head still for him as he thrust into your throat , hearing you gag.

“ look at you , you like getting your holes filled up. little slut” he leaked with precum and you welcomed it with open arms. your moaning sent vibrations on touya. keigo held your waist , moving fast into you, his thighs slapping yours. “ you take me so well -fuck- so so good “ he praised only moving faster into you , feeling his own orgasm coming up.   

touya thrust got harder his tip sliding down your throat, your nose touched his v line . he kept your head threw not caring if you couldn’t breathe. he groaned as he emptied himself down your throat, thrusting a  bit to make sure that  every drop of him slides down your throat before pulling out watching a string of saliva connect the two.

Keigo did one last thrust deep in you letting himself cum inside you , pushing the cum in deeper and deeper by thrusting , breeding you. He pulled out panting still hard. It’s touya’s turn to breed you and he wasn’t nice like keigo.

“ arch you back more , get the ass up for me” you did as told giving him a perfect view of your used hole. He smacked you ass leaving a heated and stinging hand print on both cheeks. He was bigger than keigo so you prepared yourself before he pushed in. When he did you felt your walls stretch , moaning out at the familiar feeling.

“ suck him” he commanded , you wasted no time before attaching you mouth to keigo dick. Sucking him taking deeper and deeper moaning. Touya gripped your hips hard enough to leave marks and bruises. He wasn’t easy , he thrusted into you fast and rough and oh so deep , each time he hit your sweet spot , driving you wild you couldn’t even focus on sucking keigo off.

“Silly song bird , let me help you” he stood up holding your head still thrusting into you , you felt your orgasm fall over you once more , “ our little -fuck- slut is about to cum again”   You closed your eyes taking them in riding your orgasm , shaking at the sensitivity you felt.

“Look at him , while he fucking your mouth, fills your throat “ touya smacked your ass his thumb went over to your clit rubbing it so fast , you couldn’t keep your eyes open long but you looked up at at him all doe eyed. He rubbed your face cumming inside pulling out breathing harshly, “ don’t let a drop fall , you wouldn’t want to be punished for wasting my prize for you” you shook your head swallowing.

Touya took the chance to pushe your head into the bed , opening your legs more , moving deeper and harder , his thrust got sloppy , the wet sound of your filled their ear along with your whining moans , for him to cum . He bent over sucking on the skin behind your neck. Thrusting fully in letting his cum flow out and mix with keigos as he thrust it into you pulling out watching you fall over, barely awake.

“ what a mess”

“ you look so pretty with our cum flowing out of you”

“The perfect cum dump”

“ let’s cuddle and forget about going out with your friends kay”

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Sorry it sucks oof- is get better I promise

[idjitlili]

Hey my names korg (2)

Part one hereee

Thorin x reader.

SUmmary:The man with rocks for heart ,and the Baggin's ,Bilbo isn't happy when he see's his sister sending heart eyes to the dwarven king of erebor.

Wordcount:1779

Previously on lost-uh what ever this is.

"how was Benedicts buns last week,I bet the were nicely clenched for yo-" Plus another ,you had lent down to the hobbit so you were face to face,blood shot ,fuming the steam coming out your ears.

"oh like I dont hear you at night to those fiction-""ENOUGH" Thorin had shouted ,like a lion defending its young,pulling you away from BIlbo gently.

"OI,don't touch my sister!"

So that was like a week ago ,and to much as your displeasure you had to share a pony;with Bilbo. That did not last long you had another argument ,in which he started! You had been shuffling around a lot due to the pony not being very comfortable down there, accidentally kicking Bilbo ,after half an hour he had enough.

"THis isn't a rocking horse,Y/N!" he had moaned out in frustration sitting in front on the pony,it didn't help that the luggage was digging into your back.

"Well,I'm so sorry,but I have a wedgie,don't you say oh well tough,becuase you don't have two pair of lips. Plus-" again the dwarves had became silent while riding to hear ,your petty sibling bickering,chuckling quietly,at you free speach,however bilbo had interrupted you.  

"STOp talking about that, just stop kicking me in the back!"

"I am not ,you squirrel!"

"Bitch."

"Jerk"

"you smell funny."

"that my mash p-" "but yet again you were interrupted by Thorin once again,you like getting his attention,so that he would remember you,or maybe one day doubt it though,like you.

"Y/n,come sit on the back of my pony." his voice surprisingly calm ,with that you hoped of ,almost skipping to Thorin's pony,in which he held a hand out for you. You had gripped his rough hand,smiling up at him,as he gripped back securing your soft hand in his,before you launched yourself up behind him. It was weird to see Thorin smile even a small one,he always wore a scowl,but when you had sent him that smiling he couldn't stop it.

Soon as you were on properly ,not going to fall,you had turned around to look at your brother,smirking. "I get a ride with a king,dildo." you spoke knowing exactly how that sounded raising your eyebrows suggestively at your bored face brother ,quickly doing a rude hand gesture ,you know,before turning back around. Kili and Fili and giggled to themselves like school girls. You had wrapped one arm around Thorin's waist not even think about it ,his eyes had went wide ,as his bestfriend had looked at him grinning at him eagerly,Thorin had sent him a scowl. However soon as he turned to face the path again , a tiny smile had tweeked up his lips.

Then from there out Thorin insisted you to ride with him ,to prevent bickering as he heard enough from his nephews. In which you did still bicker just less often,and you did ride with Thorin until the the ponies ran off.

Thorin wouldn't admit it but when you all were trying to get away from those orcs ,he made sure to stay near you,even putting himself infront of you when a warg had attack close up. Therefore after Gandalf had made you run down a secret path which led you to Rivendell,as Elrond arrived you had been pushed behind THorin by himself.

Soon you were all seated,eating the dinner the elves had served you all,if there was some mayonnaise,the salad would be much better ,but it was just plain. You could understand the dwarves distaste in the food ,you definitely wanted some chips,Ori had the right idea. You had put two slices of carrots on your mouth ,as if you were a vampire,and just stared at Thorin waiting for a reaction. However he was busy talking Elrond and Gandalf ,of course the dwarves had seen ,as well as your brother ,even Lindir.

"what are you doin-oh I see you are 'flirting'  with Thorin again." you had ignored his remark ,keeping your eyes on the king,intensely ,almost brooding.

{"well lads ,it seems its to be true ,she didn't even tell him to give an elf a blowjob ,because thats only as far as he could reach."}[was gonna put that in but decided against it]

It only took Thorin five minutes to look over to you,as the company pretended to be eating their supper,he had almost choked on his wine ,realising you had been staring for a while. His face wasn't in shock ;but amusement as he mouthed 'what are you doing?' ,Bilbo knew what was coming , he was embarrassed that you were about to do this infront of the elves.

You were never a bold one ,you were shy,but this move was going to be indeed bold ,but how else were you doing to win over Thorin.

You had stood up ,abrutely,walking close to the table where Thorin was , with your cloak on ready. The carrots still acting as flangs,everyones eyes were on you as you turned away from the king, using the cloak to cover the lower part of your face ,turning back to Thorin swiftly ,making the cloak spin in the air.  Now dropping the cloak from your face ,before pulling your elbows to your sides ,doing grabby motions with your hands ,screwing up your face slightly. "I vant to suck you blood. AhAhAh" Thorin had looked up at you confusedly.

You had sighed in defeat. "vhat t'was my vampyre impression," Thorin face showed confusion ,but you didn't know that was an act too. You had turned to Elrond ,still with the carrots ,sighing again. "may I be excused? Lord Elrond." you had spoken politely to the elf , he nodded at you ,"Lindir ,please can you accompany miss Baggins ,to her chambers?" he spoken looking up at his marchwaden. "Of course,my Lord." he had bowed his head slightly ,before holding out an arm for you to take ,in which you did.

You were more embarrassed than you could ever imagine,in honesty ,after thanking Lindir who walked you to your room ,stating he had liked your act . You had just jumped into the bath to cry a bit ,well until your door knocked ,throwing a robe on to answer the door ,to reveal your older brother. Who had comforted you ,as you had weeped into his lap,he was sat on your bed ,you laying on your side on his lap while he stroked your hair.

Bilbo was furious was Thorin,and that was an understatement. After he had tucked you into bed he had rushed to Thorin to give him a piece of his mind,not very friendly words were spoken,as he told the king to stay away his sister. Bilbo knew your feelings for the king were getting deep ,he didnt want you to suffer heart break ,he also knew that you rarely opened up to do impressions ,unless your intentions were meaningful. Bilbo had sucker punched Thorin,did Thorin react? no he didn't ,he had nodded before walking away.

BIlbo had kept you away from Thorin ,well that was until Mirkwood when he couldn't,magic ring,you did know about it,but were forced to keep it a secret.

Anyways you were attacked by spiders ,then taken prisoner by a blond elf,led to the greenwood realm,to King Thranduil. All of the company except you and Thorin were put in cells,but you two were brought to the elven king ,who had eyed you pair like prey.

He had taken it out on Thorin heavily before turning to you,literally like a head of a monster in a horror movie ,when they hear the person. "what is your name?" damn you were epecting him to be like why are you travelling with a bunch of hobos. "Y/n Baggins ,of the shire ," you had stated simply ,he had hummed in response. "Hobbiton,but you are not a hobbit?"he had questioned you,you had scoffed. "No,I am bloody moose,do I look three feet tall?no. Do I have huge hairy feet ? No ,I bloody do not,get a load of this guy,I am very much human."

Thranduil,was not happy ,circling you like roundabout. "I know that. Why such a pretty little thing would be travelling with pigs ,is unknown to me." you could almost hear the smirk in his voice. "I bet you are a joy,,you need a man that will be able to sa-""get lock ,I don't want to shag your skeleton ass."

"I never meant me,a women shouldn't be out with dwarves,they should stay home safe."Gandalf had told you tales when you were young about THranduil, and Gundabad ,about his wife,you did feel sorry for him ,but he was a pisshead.

"She can do as she pleases,not what a blumming fairy whats her to do. You should treat her with some respect, I vant you to do that ,hm?" Thorin had spoken up ,you had looked at him in surprise as he smiled lightly at you,he did the dracula thang.

That was that until,you all had made it to shore ,out of the barrels into the barge. After that last bit you both had angered him and he had stripped you of you cloak which you kept imitating dracula with it, so yeah you were freezing.  "yeah Bilbo gets to keep his stuff ,but noooo I have to freeze" you had mumbled yo yourself,only for Thorin walking of to you wrapping his arm around you ,as soon as you had felt the fire warmth from the dwarf ,you had turned fully head in his shoulder,due to his height,wrapping your arms around his waist to pull you close to him. He had now wrapped his other arm around you ,rubbing your back to arm you up.

That was it,you were fully into the dwarf ,not like that yet ,plus it would be him in you.

Part three?or no, If yes any ideas? or do you just want me to try force ideas out. I really love your support guys. If this is the last part then I would love some more Thorin or Eomer requests.

[dobrikburrito]

great expectations, d.d.

words: 2.4k

Write something about david surprising his girlfriend with a surprise trip to like hawaii cos its her dream vacation and when the vlog goes up people compare it to the vacation dav and liza took and it makes her upset and her cheers her up. ( She wasnt a public figure and people didnt think they should be together)

disclaimer: angst & fluff. david being cute af. 

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“Okay, give it to me.” You sat down by the corner of his bed, putting both of your hands out and closing your eyes. You smiled to yourself. “That’s what she said.”

David burst out laughing. “Can you be serious for one minute?”

“You’re one to talk,” You opened your eyes and gave him a dirty look. “By the way, I just want to say on the record that David promised that nothing gross was about to happen here. I wanted to put this out there so he can be held accountable if I have a heart attack.”

David couldn’t stop laughing, so he pointed the camera to himself. “I did promise that, unfortunately, so I had to put the anaconda away.”

“That’s what she said.” You laughed and slapped yourself. “Bad (Y/N). Alright, me-serious. Go.”

“You know how our friends say we’re really annoying with the whole anniversary every month?” David started and you nodded. “So, I had this really fun idea, which actually makes me a genius.”

“Show off.” You commented under your breath and he chuckled.

“So I decided to combine our fourth month anniversary with your birthday and…” David put two plane tickets on your hands.

You looked at David, confused and then took one second to read the tickets. Your mouth instantly dropped. “What the fuck? Oh sorry.” David laughed. “Wait, are you serious? Is this real?”

“Yes, baby!” David was loving how shocked and paralyzed you were. “This says Hawaii in it.” You commented, looking at it, trying to find any clues that it was a fake ticket for a prank.

David turned the camera to himself. “She’ll get there, just give her a minute.”

“Are we going to Hawaii?” You looked at your boyfriend, puppy eyes and jaw to the floor.

“Yeap, we’re spending 7 days in a mansion in Hawaii.” David told you and the new information just hit you even harder?

“What the fuck?” You were looking away, shocked. David burst out laughing again.

Cut to you guys on the plane, first class tickets, with a fake flower on your ear, being all excited and childish. David ordered two glasses of champagne for the both of you.

“This is literally so extra,” You laughed, posing as some fancy old lady, then doing a british accent. “David, dear, would you please take care of my ponies for the summer. I’m spending it in my mansion in Dubai. I miss my liquid gold pool.”

“Why are you british?” David was laughing so much.

“I’m not talking like Dom to try and look fancy, silly.” You joked around, then smiling to your boyfriend.

You arrived to Hawaii, rented a porsche, headed to the rental house in Kamuela. David filmed you driving there, your hair flying on the wind, loving how big the smile on your face was. The drive was about 50 minutes, which earned some shots from the road, the two of you singing to Ariana’s songs and being overall weirdos.

David filmed your whole reaction to the massive mansion just for the two of you. Feelings every feeling known to man at once, you couldn’t help the tears of happiness when you saw how beautiful everything was. It had an infinity pool, a jacuzzi, a green big yard, enormous rooms with an amazing view to the sea and sunset. David didn’t want to tell you the day price of the rental at first, but you managed to get it out of him, shocked when he told you it was US$1.5k for the night.

It was a lot of money, but you made a 7-days schedule to enjoy the most of it and have so much footage for his vlogs that the trip would end up paying itself. Honestly, you were always amazed by how David never really thought twice about spending money on you and making sure that he was doing it because he loved to. Rarely spending on himself, this was just as rewarding to him.

The next three vlogs were filled with the funniest moments of you guys snorkeling, golfing, hiking, sightseeing, watching cultural concerts, doing surf lessons (which turned out horribly), visiting local markets even going on a helicopter ride, even though you were scared to death of the height. 

On the fourth day, you woke up before David did. You just took one moment to watch him sleep, so peacefully, next to you. You knew how lucky you were to have him in your life, but not because he was a successful youtuber or because he had money. When you met him, randomly at a friend’s friend party, you didn’t even knew who he was and you loved him instantly, his humor and charm sweeping you off your feet.

Even though you weren’t a public figure nor ever was used to having cameras around, you got used to it, compromising for your relationship with him, knowing how this was basically his entire life.

“You know I can feel you staring at me, right, creep?” David said, eyes still closed but a little smirk lurking in his lips.

“I’m trying to decide when to murder you, that’s all.” You softly joked as you ran your fingertips over his cheeks. David loved your dark humor and laughed to himself, taking your hand and kissing it.

“Good morning my favorite serial killer.” He lazily opened his eyes.

“Good morning pretty boy.” You gave him a long peck on the lips. “Did I tell you how much I love you yet?”

“Not today, no.” David snuggled closer to you, humming happily when you started caressing his hair.

“I do. I love how you do that little smile with your tongue hanging and how no matter what you do to your hair, it always kinda looks both great and like you’re turning into a mad scientist.” David chuckled, hiding his face on your neck. “I love how you’re always looking to hold my hand, even when you don’t realize it.”

“Tell me more,” David gave you a sweet kiss on the neck.

“I love how you respect and love me. How you look at me with those shiny brown eyes and how those are the reason I never can’t get mad at you, which by itself makes me mad.” You sighed, then laughed. “And how selfless you are, how much you care for your friends even if sometimes you try to not to show it too much.”

“You wanna know what I love about you?” David looked up at you, his hair looking like he was definitely a mad scientist, which instantly made you chuckle. “I love your butt.”

You burst out laughing, putting your hand on his face. “Asshole, I was here pouring my heart out like a good old Todd Smith poem and you do me like that.” David chuckled for a good minute, hiding his face again and holding you tight. “My butt is pretty good, I guess.”

David nodded and you pulled his hair. “Ouch, (Y/N), the fuck.” He looked back at you. “Wait, do it again.” You rolled your eyes and tried to let go of him, only earning you deathly tickles. 

Since his next posting day was tomorrow, you reserved half the day for David to edit some of the footage of the trip to post. The video was up early in the morning, after long hours of editing, so through the first couple of hours since the video was up, David was asleep on your bed.

Curiosity always got the best of you and you checked the video again, loving the whole montages and fun moments, but your attention soon focusing on the mean comments.

Can someone make an edit with all the same scenes from this vlog and David and Liza’s vlog in Hawaii? lol

Someone tell David he found a gold digger, plz.

She’s trying too hard to replace Liza, never gonna happen hun.

Who’s gonna tell her the minute Liza calls David will drop her ass? lmao

All this money dropping on what’s-her-name. Not even that pretty tbh.

Damn she must have a top sex game to whip him up like that.

How’s it like being a long-ass rebound for David while Liza is away?

This is literally the same trip he did with Liza wtf

David can do so much better she doesn’t deserve him

I kinda like her but she’s clearly after his clout

Every word was a knife to the heart, over and over and over again. It broke your heart how much comparison there was between you and Liza, and how come most of his fans never accepted you. This wasn’t the first time you read mean comments, but this time it was deeper. They knew exactly how to hurt you.

You were sitting by yourself by the porch, looking out of the amazing view of Hawaii, a dream come true for you. Wrapped up in a small blanket, you couldn’t help but cry to yourself. The feeling you had is that your relationship was doomed for the start and that you’d never live up to his fans’ expectations because you simply wasn’t Liza.

“There you are, I’ve been looking all over for you.” David made his way towards you.

You quickly cleaned the running tears, knowing it wasn’t doing much, since your face was read and swollen. David was taken aback by the sudden change of pace.

“Wow, (Y/N), are you okay? What happened?” Sitting by your side in the porch chair, his brows were furrowed, worried. 

“Nothing, sweetie. I’m just thinking about everything and feeling so happy about this trip and how much I don’t deserve you for being so amazing.” You were a terrible liar and he knew you pretty well.

“I appreciate the compliments, but I don’t like when you lie to me.” David caressed your thigh, comforting. “We don’t keep secrets, remember?”

“I’m going to be fine, I promise. I just need one moment.” You laughed and cleaned the tears again.

“(Y/N).” That was all he said.

You sighed, knowing you wouldn’t get out of this so easily. Deciding to comply, you read him all the youtube comments you had read. David tried to speak in between, but you stopped him until you went through all of it. His hands slid through his face in frustration.

“I’m so sorry you have to go through this, baby.” He held your hand. “You don’t deserve this kind of hate. This is all my fault. I should’ve kept our relationship to ourselves.”

“This is not your fault. I love our relationship and I love our dynamic and somehow you made me love being in the vlogs. You know I support you no matter what, but I feel like I’m facing a war and losing everyday. No matter what I do, I’ll never be Liza. They’ll never accept me for me. I’ll always live down to unreachable expectations because I’m not famous nor funny enough or pretty enough or skinny enough.”

“You know I don’t care about any of that, isn’t that enough?” David’s heart was shattered by watching you cry like that, seeing how much you were hurting.

You caressed his hand with your thumb and smiled to yourself, though still sad. “Dave, when you introduced me to your life, I had no idea what any of this meant. You taught me a lot about how your life works and I adapted, because I wanted this, us. It’s so hard to be used to the cameras, the need for content, the clickbait, but I did it because I love you. You’re always enough for me, but I know I feel like I’m not enough for you.”

“(Y/N), don’t say that…” His eyes were starting to tear up.

“No, it’s okay. I understand. This is a big part of your life, it’s your career. You’d never ask me to give up on my job or personal dreams, neither would I.” You took a deep breath. “But I try to be strong and… T-to try and ignore all the hate, but it’s just so many comments. Instagram, youtube, twitter. The good ones are so rare.”

David didn’t know what to say. Your tears were rolling down your face again. “I know I shouldn’t look at it, but it’s stronger than me. I just wanted them to give me one real chance, you know?”

“Come here.” He said, pulling you up for a tight hug. “I know this sucks and it’s hurting you and I hate it, because you’re amazing and you don’t deserve any of this.” He caressed your hair. “You wanna know what I love about you? Besides your butt, I mean.”

You looked up and chuckled lightly. David cleaned the tears away.

“I love that you always check me when I’m being an idiot. You always give me your honest opinion. You treat my friends like family. You stay up late with me when I’m editing even if you sleep by the couch with me, because you don’t want me to be alone.” David caressed your cheeks. “You have the prettiest smile and seeing it instantly makes me happy, no matter what. You motivate me and inspire me. I love how you cook for me and how you’re always talking with my mom, letting her know I’m being healthy. How much my parents and siblings love you.”

You sighed, happy. You gave him a soft kiss on the lips.

“I love how you make me think about having kids, because I often see how much of a great mom you’d be. I love planning with you, surprising you, thinking about our future together, because I know that if I wanted to drop this whole thing tomorrow, you’d be there for me.” David kissed you again. “You’ll never be Liza and I love you for it, because I don’t want you to be. I want you to be you, because that’s who I fell madly in love with.”

“Oh my God. I’m crying more now, stupid. Look what you did.” Chuckling softly, you hugged him tight again. He returned the hug.

“I’m sorry these haters keep hurting you, but I promise I’ll be here to kick their ass and assure you that you’re absolutely amazing, okay?” David pointed out.

You nodded, overwhelmed by how much you loved that boy. “I love you, stupid.” You smiled.

“I love you too, dumbass.” David smiled and kissed all over your face.

[mrswalkers-blog]

A Golden Cage

Chapter 9 - Is it Love?

Book: The Royal Romance (AU)

This is the story of Emily, daughter of Drake and Riley. She is conflicted between her old friend Daniel and the crown Prince James, son of Liam and Olivia

Summary:  Social Season is on. Emily is spending time with both James and Daniel. Who will win her heart?

Warnings: PG. 

A/N: I am writing this for maybe one reader. But still, I want to write.

Word Count:  2106

Previous Chapters Link to previous chapters can be found in the master list on my blog page.

After spending more than six hours trying out different outfits along with footwear and accessories with Samantha, Emily really needed a break. She had spent the entire day in the boutique, feeling like a mannequin for Samantha and the designer she had brought with her. In eagerness to complete the excruciating exercise, she even skipped lunch.

She took a deep breath after finalizing each outfit for the events and a few more for any other outings. After that, she went straight to her room for a relaxing shower. Then she picked the most relaxing pair of t-shirt and jeans. She paused for a moment looking at the pair in her hands, wondering what James would say about them. It did matter to her what he would think. She had never cared for anyone else's opinion, but for him, she was ready to put in an extra effort. But right now, she was not making any public appearances and no one was going to notice her. She put on the pair and tied her hair in a high pony. After getting dressed, to her hand found her phone and before she knew what she was doing, she had already called Daniel.

‘Hi, where are you?’ she asked him.

‘I am in the training room.’ he said from the other end.

‘Cool. I am coming there.’

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Daniel had taken the opportunity of an empty day to brush his skills in the highly equipped training room set up specifically for the security personnel in the palace. Most of the guards had already left, except a single female guard, who was practicing at the other end of the room. Daniel knew her name was Kim and that she was Sophie‘s guard.

After placing the phone, he sipped some water from a bottle. He remembered something he had seen on the internet. he placed the bottle on the standing punching bag. He kicked the punching bag sending the bottle in the air, and in a swift motion, he turned around and kicked the bottle, still in the air, with his other leg. The bottle went flying to a corner in the room.

‘That’s impressive!’ Kim called from her end. She walked over to him, smiling appreciatively at him. ‘

‘Daniel? right? I am Kim.’ she offered him her hand. Daniel shook her hand firmly, giving her a polite smile.

‘I would like to try that.’ she went to pick up a bottle. She placed the bottle on the punching bag, kicked the standing punching bag with her right leg, she kicked her right leg high enough to hit the bottle hard sending it across the room.

'No,’ Daniel chuckled, 'you need to turn and then kick, with your other leg.’

Daniel went and picked up the bottle. He placed it for her to try again. She kicked the punching bag with her right leg but couldn't complete the turn before the bottle hit the ground.

‘It seems you have a strong side. Why don't you try kicking with your left leg first?’

Daniel kept the bottle on top of the punching bag and went behind Kim. Kim took her fighting stance, ready to kick.

‘No, your weight is still on your left.’ he moved forward, he paused, his hands hovering over her hips,’ May I?’ he asked. Kim answered with a nod. Daniel placed his hands on her hips, trying to adjust her weight.’You need to...’

‘Hey, guys!’ Emily entered the room, she paused abruptly looking at Daniel’s hands on a woman’s hips. Daniel immediately moved his hands back seeing her looking at them.

Emily’s smile faltered for just a second. ‘may I join you guys?’ she said smiling.

‘Kim this is Emily, Emily Kim.’ Daniel introduced them, feeling a little embarrassed. Not really sure why.

‘Ofcourse I know you Lady Emily.’ Kim politely nodded.

‘Oh, no need to be formal. Call me Emily.’ she offered her hand for a handshake to Kim.

‘So the stories about Walker family are right. You are really humble.’ Kim shook Emily’s hand.

Emily smiled as her eyes shifted to the punching bag.’So what are you guys doing?’

‘Its kick bottle challenge. You have to kick the bag sending the bottle in the air and then kick it in midair with the other leg.’ Kim explained it to her.

‘Oh! Cool! can I try?’ Emily said excitedly. She placed her phone on a table on the side.

‘Are you sure? Lady...ummm... Emily?’ Kim looked at her with doubt.

‘Move back’ she said taking a fighting stance in front of the punching bag.

She hopped twice in her place gaining momentum, with an efficient move she kicked the punching bag, did a flip, and kicked the bottle hard with her other leg sending the bottle flying across the room. She landed back with a triumphant smile.

‘That’s amazing!’ Kim clapped appreciating her. Emily looked at Daniel to see him looking at her completely awestruck. He blushed to realize her smiling at his reaction.

‘Well! I have learned from the best - my father.’ Emily replied to Kim.

Before Kim could respond, they were interrupted by a call on Emily’s phone. Emily excused herself to answer the call from James.

‘Hey!’ she said in a soft voice, walking a little away from Daniel and Kim.

‘Emily. I was hoping you can join me for an outing I have planned.’

‘An Outing? Where?’ she wanted to say yes. She wanted to say more and more time with him. But still didn't want to sound so eager.

‘Picnic in the mountains.’

‘Mountains? I mean do you really like mountains?’ Emily chuckled.

‘Well. I haven't done it. But I know you like it. So what do you say?’

‘Sure. I will get ready in half an hour.’

---

Emily picked a silk top with jeans shorts and platform heel shoes. She knew James would love this designer wear. She wanted him to know that she was ready to put an extra effort for him. And she knew there would not be much walking involved today.

When they reached the mountains, it was nearly sunset. A short walk from the car led them to a picnic site already set up for them. A mat was laid down with plates already served and covered. A champagne bottle and two glasses were waiting for them.

‘So this is how a Prince go to Picnic?’ she chuckled looking at the spread.

‘A prince is entitled to the best. And so is a Princess.’ he held her hand and led her to the mat. A butler came and poured both of them a glass of champagne. As he left, Emily looked back to the car where the driver and guards were positioned. They were watching different directions and few bushes were obscuring a clear view to where they were sitting.

They sipped the champagne in silence watching the sun go down. James held Emily’s hand in his. ‘I wanted this to be special for you.’

‘It is. I know you have gone far from your ways to do this.’

‘You do the same for me.’ James brushed his thumb on her knuckles.’ I know you had worked hard today for your attire.’

Emily simply smiled.

‘Life of a Queen is different. She has an image to keep up. People should look up to her. Not feel like one of them.’

‘But…’ Emily started to say something, but James ignored her and continued.

‘I know this is not the life that you have lived. But if you want that, you will have to do some sacrifices. A Queen does not have friends. She has allies.’

Emily knew what James was referencing to. He was clearly talking about Daniel.

‘We have staff, guards, servants, allies, and enemies. But no friend. We cannot trust anyone.’

Emily wanted to disagree, but she kept silent.

‘There are pros too, you know, being a Queen. Everything you want will be yours. Everyone will admire you, follow your every order. And you will have … me.’

Emily blushed, she turned towards him. The orange light of the setting sun on his face made him look even more handsome.

James brushed his thumb on her cheek,’ I am having a hard time getting you out of my head. Every day, every moment, I think about you. All I can think about is to spend time with you. Everyone has started noticing my distraction.’ he let out a small chuckle.

‘Oh’ Emily felt a little overwhelmed by his confession.

‘I want you to know that I would anything to keep you in my life... I.. ‘ he paused, trying to read Emily’s eyes,’ I hope you too want that.’

‘Yes!’ Emily smiled,’ I want to be with you.’

‘I hope it's not only because I am a Prince?’ he asked her with a stoic face.

‘No...’  she stuttered. Honestly even she didn't have a true answer. Maybe it was because he was the most eligible bachelor in all of Cordonia, and every girl wanted to marry him. Maybe it was because of the attention he was giving her, maybe it was because she wanted to defeat her brother, maybe because she liked him. She didn’t know. But she knew this is what she wanted, more than anything. And she was ready to do whatever it takes.

James laughed and kissed her. His hand went in her hairs, grabbing them pulling her closer, tongue exploring her mouth, his hand moving up her thigh...

Emily suddenly pulled away, jerking his hand away from between her legs. She was suddenly aware of the presence of the staff just a few feet away from them. She turned to look at them.

James turned her towards him and whispered in her ears,’ They won't look.’ His tongue flicked her earlobe and his hand caressed her inner thigh.

‘I am sorry. I am not comfortable.’ she said gently pushing him away.

‘Oh come on!’ James said a little annoyed, his voice low but stern. ‘I am not going to undress you.’

‘Please.’ she pleaded.

‘Fine.’ with a jerk, he stood up and started walking towards the car.

Emily hurriedly followed him. She wanted to say something to him but was aware that she must not speak when they were in earshot of the staff. She kept her head low and took her seat in the SUV beside James.

James kept his gaze away from her during the ride back. Emily sat looking at him, feeling guilty. She waited for him to look at her once, but he never looked. When they reached the Palace, he walked away without looking at her.

Emily went to her room, feeling ashamed for her behavior. She paced her room thinking about how she can get him to forgive her. She picked her phone up and typed.

I am sorry. Please forgive me.

She sent it to James. She waited, and waited and waited. Checking her phone again and again. But there was no reply. She forgot her dinner, only one thing in her mind. How to make it up to him.

---

She woke up to a knock on her door. She rushed to open the door to Daniel.

‘You look exhausted!’ he said looking at her.

Emily walked back to her bed to pick her phone. It had switched off due to low battery. She threw it on the bed in frustration.

‘Are you alright?’ Daniel asked her with a clear concern in his voice.

‘No....’ she flopped down on her bed, her facein her hands.

‘I think you forgot that we are leaving for Lythikos in an hour.’

‘What!? I completely forgot!’ she looked around realizing she needed to get ready, pack her bags and leave in an hour. She felt her stomach grumble and remembered she hadn’t eaten anything since yesterday morning.

‘Okay listen! Don’t panic. I can help you out.’ Daniel said reassuring her.

‘Daniel, I am really hungry.’ Emily said on verge of tears.

‘Ok. I will get you something, meanwhile, you take a shower.’ he said rushing out of her room.

By the time Emily showered and got ready, Daniel was back with warm breakfast and a maid to help Emily pack her things.

‘You are a lifesaver!’ she said practically snatching the breakfast from his hands.

It was almost a miracle that Emily was ready in an hour. She tipped the maid handsomely and thanked her. She tried to look for James, but Daniel informed her that he had already left on another plane. She will have to wait to see him or call him till they reach Lythikos.

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[estler]

thoughts while reading The Hobbit by J.R.R. Tolkien

- I've known bilbo baggins for ten (10) minutes, but if anything happened to him, I'd kill everyone in this room and then myself

- oh so I guess the dragon does make an appearance

- poor little posh bilbo and his pony

- Gandolf literally didnt do any magic, he just made sure the trolls kept arguing long enough for the sun to come up. fuckin legend.

- poor little bilbo stuck in the tree

- Gandolf was so worried about his friends that he went on ahead to make sure they weren't in any danger because he knows how easily they get into trouble

- he then found them in trouble and proceeded to mansplain manipulate their way out of it

- bilbo's never seen a mountain before

- bilbo really is just this rich dude who has never seen anything outside of his little hobbit community before

- did Tolkien really just say that goblins were the ones who created wmds???

- chapter 5. Just found the ring

- just a lil lonely trick boy gollum. just a nasty lil fellow. I love him

- Ohhhh the dwarves called bilbo a burgaler (because of Gandolf) and now that he's stolen the ring, he's a theif ITS COMING FULL CIRCLE

- I very much enjoy that it sounds like a story being told to you by a great grandfather or something. Like, the whole premise of this is that it's supposed to have happened long ago, and the creatures that once were, have now disappeared, or turned into us somehow

- the wolves fuckin talk

- EAGELS SPEAK TOO???

- pft queer lodgings... haha

- so... this dude is described as a "bear" in a chapter called "queer lodgings"...??? Okay I know the term queer meant something different back then but still, that's one hell of a coincidence

- and he gardens and keeps bees??? Was he ever supposed to be straight???

- so do weapons become "enchanted" in a certain way when you name them? Because it wasn't until Bilbo killed the first spider with the blade and gained confidence in himself to name it and use it did the spiders refer to it as a "bite." How would the spiders know that if there wasn't some sort of energy (magic or not) put into the blade by Bilbo.

- the giant spiders just remind me of some youtuber (I can't remember which one) doing a vr playthrough of skyrim and almost breaking their vr set because of that one spider cave

- he's stealing from the elves now. self fulfilling burgler profacy. you go king.

- I do enjoy the fact that there are different cultures amongst the elves. Like, not all of them are merry and wish to help everyone they come across, but there are some who, due to the place they live, have a distrust for strangers, and prefer to be left alone

- "He did not like being depended on by everyone..." (Tolkien 175) fucking same

- OHHH I REMEMBER THIS. They're going to ride in the wine barrels down and out of the wood elf caves. For some reason, I have a very distinct memory of people hiding in barrels going down a waterfall and I could never remember where that came from

- oh poor little bilbo and his cold

- it took some time for both the dwarves to fully respect bilbo, and for bilbo to have enough confidence in himself to act in situations where he was needed, even if he was still scared and just wanted to go home, but now they all trust one another, and are better for it.

- and we've found the dragon

- all I can hear is Benedict Cumberbatche

- oh shit, more talking birds

- and now he's stealing from the dwarves. that can't be good

- the town: hey why don't we make the guy killed the dragon (and didn't try to run away) our king

the (guy who tried to run away) leader: uh... hey what happened to the dwarves???

the guy who killed the dragon: ...who gives a fuck about the dwarves?

- oh wait. are the wood elves going to try and get the dwarf gold now that they thing Thorin and Co are dead? oh shit

- OH SHIT MORE TALKING BIRDS!!!

- side note: I fucking love ravens. Not just because they're goth and look cool, but also because they are really smart and I'm honestly really quite disgruntled that I don't live in an area that caters to those kinds of birds

- so I'm listening to an audio recording of someone reading the hobbit while I read it, and occasionally he'll throw in little comments here and there and in chapter 15 page 265 he goes "'We will bear no weapons against you, but we will leave you to your gold. You may eat that, if you will!' Ooo, that was sassy" and I just fucking lost it

- no no no thorin can't just die right at the end???

- oh my god he fucking DIED

- king under the mountain...

- FILI AND KILI ALSO DIED!?!? NO

- I'M GOING TO FUCKING CRY

- the dragon? dead

the goblins? overthrown

Thorin, Fili, and Kili? forever remembered

Bilbo? back in his armchair

[omgchickmik]

story

My story. 

one of my earliest memories was playing with my favorite toy horses. Big Girl, Joe, Jane and Jim. I was playing them with my sister and I think my grandma had gotten me them. There was just something about horses that I absolutely had to have. Growing up was spent in the pool, riding bikes with my best friend Niki, swimming at grandma and grandpa’s, tree house adventues with my sister Kristi and Niki and playing and playing with Barbies, Maple Town and of course horses. 

I was a bit of a stinker if I didn’t want to do something, I DID NOT WANT TO DO SOMETHING. Like dance. Fuck dance. So I would sneak over to grandma’s house (mom and dad would freak like you would wtf is my child!?) and I would be at grandma’s and be like grandma will tell you that dance sucks and I shouldn’t do it. Grandma and grandpa always had my back. 

The biggest best thing evvver was taking horse back riding lessons. I started when I was in pre school and it was the best thing evvver. I would watch any tv show, westerns, Mr. Ed anything that had horses in it just to watch horses. My sister took lessons with me but soon it was just me taking lessons. 

I remember the first time I fell off, I was cantering and froze when the trainer asked to slow the horse down. around and around i went faster and faster then the horse cut down the middle I fell but my leg was still in the striupp so i got dragged a little bit till the horse came to the trainer and stopped. My mom flipped. but i was like ok, i get back on now. That’s what jim from man from snowy river said. not shaken up at all. 

I wondered why there was a blimp in my mom taking me to lessons and my grandparents. Bc apparently after that my mom was like i am not taking you riding anymore and of course in came grandma and grandpa to take me to lessons. I remember i would blow kisses to them everytime i passed them by in the ring :). 

All i wanted was a horse. my mom said when i was 10 i could get one. so when i turned 10 and didnt have a horse of my own i was a bit upset. and durning this time my family decided to move to west palm beach, about an hour away from where i was. but all my best friends were there and grandma and grandpa i coulnd’t believe this shit! and no one asked me! sooo i hid, threw out checks i thought were going to the house, what a brat i was. and made a fuss when it came to moving. 

we did move and i found a best friend there, jackie, she had not 1 horse but 3!! the coolest person ever. we hung out all the time, playing barbies, horses, pretending to be horses, being tom boys, swimming having the best time. then i started taking riding lessons and the cooolest thing i started showing horses! my dream come true! and so was jackie! 

soon we got a call from her mom i wanna say who said go to this barn and try out this horse. so we did. his name is sinful and we became bessst friends. first we leased him and showed him then turning 11 my dad, grandpa and a neighbor built me a barn! and sinful came to stay at our house i had a horse!! We did all the compeitions and won so many as well. we did western, english, jumping but i would say our favorite was trail rides and trail rides with jackie. 

in middle school jackie and i had different classes and i didn’t have that many friends. i took to another favorite thing of mine. movies. i would watch, the lion king, twister and the cable guy. enter jim carrey. i wanted to be jim carrey., i would dress up like ace ventura nearly every friday for ace ventura fridays. i was not cool but jackie accepted this and contuned being my best friend.

in high school i took drama and was introduced agaikn to chorus something i did in elementary school. and the chorus kids took me in and introduced me to broadway. 

i thought broadway was trash but they took me to see rent and i reconsidered. i was then deciding i wanted to be maureen in rent and needed to go to nyc stat!

i got accepted into amda and as my parents tried to convince me not to go i went and made some incredible friends and actually learned how to dance. all the while i was there i was still missing sinful and horses. so when i came home to go to fau - i was not happy about - i made a point to get back into horses and started competing in the jumpers with alfonso. 

the coolest horse show is called wef. and i wanted more than anything to ride in wef. i got a job to pay for lessons and by the 4 years i finally got to show in jumpers at wef! while at fau i met some amazing people and roomed with one my best friends smisek who introduced me to alternative music and a person who just loves music and i wanted to love music as much as she did. 

so we went to some shows together and saw eric hucthinson. during this time my sister was making a album of her own and performing something i never thought one could just do. and while at amda i started making up songs for people but didn’t think anything of it. till i saw eric and he was funny and also made up songs. so smiske and i went to open mics and as a grad present my dad got me a keyboard that i took to nyc. 

moving back to nyc i went to auditions for theater but didn’t care and came home and said i was going to pursue a career in songwriting and they were actually excited, which surprised me. 

i went to see eric play and asked him after hwo to get a start as a songwriter and he suggested, playing open mics. so i did. 

i met a boy who turned out to be  a shit and wrote songs about him, then met a very nice producer and he recorded and helped me put together my songs. and i finally had something to offer and started playing out. 

my mom says you never know if you dont ask. so i asked this one artist if i could open for them. they said yes. then i wrote to eric asking the same thing. then i saw him in person randomly at a bar and talked to him and after that he wrote me back saying to look out for dates. i did. and then he reached out to me to open for him.

i did a fucking great job on that show! and he asked me to open for him again. during this time i was working at a riding barn in the bronx and had to yell to talk to students and compete with all the other trainers talking, so my voice was upset. needless to say at the next show my voice bombed and cracked in multiple spots and i felt like a complete failiure. 

i went home and decieded to change my voice teacher and found ron. and i decided to leave my teaching job and try to get a job at soulcycle. 

while working at soulcycle i was working with ron on finding my voice. i got signed to this silly college label and released my first full length album with dave and did a kickstarter to help get a little bit more money to finish it. 

playing a show for one of the pre kickstarter shows i met brian. i wasn;t that into him at first, as his friends introduced him as a douche. but when he came to another show, brought people and hung out at karaoke later i began to get into him. 

we started dating and then we fell in love! 

i got to open for dweezil zappa bc my dad had entered me into this submission to open for him. after soundcheck he asked if i would be interested in joining his band and going on tour. i thought he was crazy. but he was serisous. 

he sent me about 40 songs to learn and i went to la to rehearse, ron and i worked over time. i got to go on my first tour! it was so cool! i had a bottom bunk and would make sure i prioritixed my voice when it came to the tour and go lots of sleep. we played amazing places like red rocks and also got to to europe for the first time and went to finland and even norway! the band is incredible and made me feel so good and happy to be with them. i wanted to be able to pursue my own music so i didn’t continue in their band but i hope one day they ask me to sing with them again. 

back in nyc i was at soulcycle and they were kind of poops to me. but i started a musical sketch team called misc. filled with amazing funny peoeple and we make up funny sketches with music and my good friend pete plays all the music for us! but that started bc the magnet theater would never let me into their musucial improv teams so i created my own. 

brian and i got married on a rooftop in bk and it was amazing! so perfect! we did so many of the crafts and all of the flowers. we got this cute dog finn and cat hiccup!

i then thought it would be fun to move down to nc to be and spend time with my family and sinful! so we moved here last oct and have been since. its been fun to have a yard, dishwasher, dryer and washer! I now teach my own spin classes and i get to see sinful everyday and try to make him the happiest pony ever! finn loves going to the barn too! and it’s been fun spending time with my nephews and niece. i hope i help them feel better about somethings like school they don’t really like. i also helped kim move out of mom and dads house and into her own and aj into his apt which was so cute. and now i am finally learning and developing the business side of my music and all my little side hustles. i feel really happy and grateful. 

[tigereye771]

Everyone Is an Idiot But Sansa & Cersei

Well this episode proves one thing: everyone is stupid except for Sansa and Cersei. Kings Landing stupidity: The good, I read once that Jerome Flynn and Lena Headey cannot stand each other so they can't be on the set at the same time and sure enough they got rid of Bronn before Cersei showed up. That's about it because that whole segment was over long and quite silly and Jon shows again he's the stupid Stark. But it did give us the wonderful Tyrion and Cersei scene. To me it looks like Peter Dinklage has just been going through the motions the past two seasons but he sure perked up in that scene. Actually they all should be thanking Lena Headey because she carried those scenes. Quite honestly, a lot of them looked out of their depth. And Dany looked less like a queen than some school girl when facing Cersei. Dany is too one trick pony, trying to intimidate with her dragons, but we find out Cersei is already six steps ahead of her. Really, everyone was playing tic tag toe while Cersei was playing Star Trek multi-level chess and they didn't realize it. You know who would? Sansa. And she warned Jon about that in the beginning of the season, but true to his thick nature, he didn't listen. Truly, the ultimate showdown needs tone between Sansa and Cersei because everyone else is far too stupid for words. And for those who thought the wight hunt was smart? THEY GAVE THE NIGHT KING AN ICE DRAGON AND THEY DIDNT EVRN MANAGE TO CONVINCE CERSEI. Dumbasses. Winterfell, well, we know who the true Starks are and that Sansa is the smart one, but honestly for one of the cleverest men ever THAT was his plan and his exit. Just Sansa reciting his list of crimes? I hate LF, but he deserved a better send off. However, I do like the strength shown by the sisters and we know Jon gave away the North. There's no sugar coating that. I think the Incest Idiots will be in for a chilly reception in the North. Oh, one thing that was interesting in the Cersei/Tyrion scenes when she asked how Daenerys is better than other rulers since she too threatens destruction if she doesn't get her way, Tyrion gave the weak answer of, "Because she has good advisors, me." Not because she has a good heart or good instincts, but because, I can keep her in check. Not a ringing endorsement. Incest Idiots, I was a little surprised how tepid the scene was. Let's face it, the Grey Worm/ Missendei scene had more heart and tenderness to it. No loving undressing of each other, no blissful climax, not even lovely lighting. Not what you expect of a great romance. Last thing, I am not a Theon fan, but that beach scene? Incredible job by Alfie and the other actor. Let's face it, the Lannisters, the Starks and Theon brought it in the episode, but the rest, meh. Though I cracked up watching the Night King riding the dragon because he got to do that before ol' Aegon. Ultimately I'm okay with the Incest Idiots, because my favorite, Sansa, kicking ass and ruling like a true Queen.

[tessavirtueandmoir]

1. Who was the last person you held hands with?

Daniel aka one of the Finnish guys cause I didn’t want to get lost in the club (I also hate club so it was like a double whammy)

2. Are you outgoing or shy?

Is outgoingly shy a thing? I used to be super shy and still am around guys, but im definitely more outgoing in everyday life than I used to be

3. Who are you looking forward to seeing?

MY BESTFRIEND WHO FREAKING FLEW TO ENGLAND THE DAY I CAME HOME AND I HAVEN’T BEEN ABLE TO SEE HER YET.

4. Are you easy to get along with?

Depends on who you ask, I guess.

5. If you were drunk would the person you like take care of you?

More likely than not.

6. What kind of people are you attracted to?

Blond hair, blue eyes… the eye colour doesnt really matter tbh but that seems to be the trend. Not douchey.

7. Do you think you’ll be in a relationship two months from now?

Uhh.. that’s wishful thinking.

8. Who from the opposite gender is on your mind?

Those dang Finnish boys #lifecrisis

9. Does talking about sex make you uncomfortable?

Yes.

10. Who was the last person you had a deep conversation with?

Probs one of those Finnish boys

11. What does the most recent text that you sent say?

I sent an article to my mom about how Canada was gonna be colder than Antarctica and mars. lmao I love this freaking country.

12. What are your 5 favorite songs right now?

Freedom 90 - Pitch Perfect Cast

Saturday Night - Whigfield

New Year’s Day - TSwift

New Rules - Dua Lipa

Hopeless Romantic - Scott Middough

13. Do you like it when people play with your hair?

Yeah dude point me to a girl who doesn’t

14. Do you believe in luck and miracles?

Lmao no not really

15. What good thing happened this summer?

I turned 20 and apparently had a life resolution. Ditch those crappy people y’all, they aint worth your time

16. Would you kiss the last person you kissed again?

Debatable…

17. Do you think there is life on other planets?

18. Do you still talk to your first crush?

Don’t even remember who my first crush was so that’s probably a no.

19. Do you like bubble baths?

Yo. My kryptonite. My res only had showers for the 4 months I was there and I legit cried when I say my bathtub so.

20. Do you like your neighbors?

As long as I can’t hear them, I don’t really care

21. What are you bad habits?

Getting super snippy when I’m hungry. Um… constantly being on my phone? Idk what else. Being blunt?

22. Where would you like to travel?

I just want to go back to England at this point

23. Do you have trust issues?

hahahah AHAHAHAHAHHA bye

24. Favorite part of your daily routine?

the fact I didnt wake up until like mid afternoon in the uk… now literally nothing

25. What part of your body are you most uncomfortable with?

My stomach? Or maybe my arms

26. What do you do when you wake up?

Check my phone notifs

27. Do you wish your skin was lighter or darker?

Maybe a tad darker because im literally pale af but otherwise no

28. Who are you most comfortable around?

my best friends aka girls

29. Have any of your ex’s told you they regret breaking up?

No? One of my ex’s once told one of my friends to check on me though cause he was worried.. it was strange.

30. Do you ever want to get married?

Also, debatable. I’m loving my alone life right now.

31. Is your hair long enough for a pony tail?

If it wasn’t I would literally cry so. Every time I get it cut we make sure it goes into a pony because of dance and stuff.

32. Which celebrities would you have a threesome with?

Anna Kendrick and is Tessa Virtue a celebrity? I think she is. Wow… that is quite the threesome honestly. Gotta have different life experiences I suppose.

33. Spell your name with your chin.

grasysdoihj

34. Do you play sports? What sports?

Dance and soccer. dance is a sport dont argue with me

35. Would you rather live without TV or music?

TV I guess. But either option would be pretty lame.

36. Have you ever liked someone and never told them?

In my 20 years, yeah probably

37. What do you say during awkward silences?

Nothing, I usually check my phone or something

38. Describe your dream girl/guy?

Not an inconsiderate douchebag. And someone that lives in the same country as me.

39. What are your favorite stores to shop in?

NEWLOOK, River Island, ASOS, RW and Co, Dynamite (sometimes the Bay)

40. What do you want to do after high school?

Be a lawyer.

41. Do you believe everyone deserves a second chance?

Nah man.

42. If your being extremely quiet what does it mean?

I’m fucking mad and u best walk away before I slit you in half. Or I’m tired. Or im not comfortable with the situation

43. Do you smile at strangers?

I barely even look up so no

44. Trip to outer space or bottom of the ocean?

Bottom of the ocean

45. What makes you get out of bed in the morning?

That maybe it’ll be cold enough for me to take a bath at some point… I have a lame Canadian life. And I also don’t wanna be a university drop out so there’s also that.

46. What are you paranoid about?

People following me… like not on social media. Just like in general

47. Have you ever been high?

Nope

48. Have you ever been drunk?

Potentially? Idk man, probably not

49. Have you done anything recently that you hope nobody finds out about?

Oh yeah. But I told my friends about it so does that really count?

50. What was the colour of the last hoodie you wore?

Navy

51. Ever wished you were someone else?

Everyone wishes they were T Virtue so.

52. One thing you wish you could change about yourself?

I wish I could make myself want to go to the gym an exercise. But yet, here I am

53. Favourite makeup brand?

Anastasia Beverley Hills/Tarte/Fenty Beauty

54. Favourite store?

Did I not already answer this?

55. Favourite blog?

Mine. Shameless self promo

https://graysonwadsworth2.wixsite.com/hayitsgray

56. Favourite colour?

Grey/Teal/Burgundy

57. Favourite food?

G A R L I C B R E A D

58. Last thing you ate?

I’m about to eat a huge ass bowl of oatmeal

59. First thing you ate this morning?

This huge ass bowl of oatmeal. It’s 9:25 PM in case y’all were wondering.

60. Ever won a competition? For what?

Many. For dance.

61. Been suspended/expelled? For what?

No, I’m an angel. Just kidding.

62. Been arrested? For what?

Nope.

63. Ever been in love?

Yep.

64. Tell us the story of your first kiss?

Happened on a cruise ship in the middle of the Mediterranean Sea and I stupidly decided to play a game where we were trying to get our faces as close as possible without kissing… I was dumb okay lmao.

65. Are you hungry right now?

Mildly.

66. Do you like your tumblr friends more than your real friends?

I talk to my Tumblr friends more than my real friends

67. Facebook or Twitter?

Twitter

68. Twitter or Tumblr?

Why is instagram not a choice. Tumblr I guess.

69. Are you watching tv right now?

I’m watching the movie what not to expect when you’re expecting

70. Names of your bestfriends?

Harneet, Keira, Emmy, Katerina, Andy, Meghan x 2, Madi, Sydney, Emily, Lauren, Cassidy… wow… that’s so many

71. Craving something? What?

Not to be sick.

72. What colour are your towels?

My personal towels are teal. But we have brown, black. and grey ones in the bathroom too.

72. How many pillows do you sleep with?

there’s 6 on my bed right now

73. Do you sleep with stuffed animals?

does one laying at the foot of the bed count cause otherwise no

74. How many stuffed animals do you think you have?

I legitimately cleaned out my entire closet this week and found my ENTIRE collection of webkinz so if we’re gonna count those probs like 300 lmao

75. Favourite animal?

Elephant

76. What colour is your underwear?

Pink

77. Chocolate or Vanilla?

Vanilla

78. Favourite ice cream flavour?

Cookie Dough OR French crisp from Laura Secord

79. What colour shirt are you wearing?

Grey

80. What colour pants?

Grey, white and pink

81. Favourite tv show?

GREYS ANATOMY

82. Favourite movie?

Moulin Rouge or Angels and Demons

83. Mean Girls or Mean Girls 2?

Mean girls who are you

84. Mean Girls or 21 Jump Street?

Jump Street

85. Favourite character from Mean Girls?

Janice

86. Favourite character from Finding Nemo?

Dory or Crush

87. First person you talked to today?

I honestly have no idea, probably meg though… or I definitely snapchatted people

88. Last person you talked to today?

Meg

89. Name a person you hate?

Well, that would be mean.

90. Name a person you love?

My British bestie, honestly, I don’t know why I love her so much. It’s strange. My cat is the next backup.

91. Is there anyone you want to punch in the face right now?

No? Violence is never the answer. Passive aggressiveness is

92. In a fight with someone?

Not that I know of

93. How many sweatpants do you have?

All of my sweats are basically roots, and I honestly have too many

94. How many sweaters/hoodies do you have?

TOO MANY

95. Last movie you watched?

Pitch Perfect 2

96. Favourite actress?

Anna Kendrick OR Reese Witherspoon

97. Favourite actor?

I am currently blanking on male actors at the moment. Let’s just go with Ryan Reynolds cause he’s funny af and married to Blake so

98. Do you tan a lot?

I burn a lot.

99. Have any pets?

A really bitchy cat

100. How are you feeling?

Sick #iloveairplanes

101. Do you type fast?

Yes, unnaturally fast. I can also type without looking at the keys which weirds a lot of people out.

102. Do you regret anything from your past?

Doesn’t everyone? It wasn’t stuff that I did myself though

103. Can you spell well?

Usually yes, lately no. I need to go back to school obviously

104. Do you miss anyone from your past?

My grandma

105. Ever been to a bonfire party?

Yep

106. Ever broken someone’s heart?

Accidentally on purpose yes

107. Have you ever been on a horse?

Yes, and I got bucked off and now refuse to ride another horse

108. What should you be doing?

Writing an essay that’s due on Friday

109. Is something irritating you right now?

The fact that I can’t fall asleep, but that’s the norm so

110. Have you ever liked someone so much it hurt?

Only when they broke my heartttttt

111. Do you have trust issues?

I swear to god I’ve already answered this one

112. Who was the last person you cried in front of?

My best british friend. She legit left me crying in the middle of the club

113. What was your childhood nickname?

Gray gray. Or Gray goose.

114. Have you ever been out of your province/state?

Yes

115. Do you play the Wii?

I used to. My console is in my closet now though

116. Are you listening to music right now?

Yes, always.

117. Do you like chicken noodle soup?

MA FAVE. It’s the only soup I eat.

118. Do you like Chinese food?

YES. MY OTHER FAVE.

119. Favourite book?

13 Reasons Why, or Atonement. Soon to be: Scrappy Little Nobody

120. Are you afraid of the dark?

No.

121. Are you mean?

I am blunt. Sometimes those two can get confused

122. Is cheating ever okay?

No, y’all are scum bye

123. Can you keep white shoes clean?

Uh… if my white shoes get dirty I clean them so they’re white again

124. Do you believe in love at first sight?

No, but I believe in crushes at first sight #themodel

125. Do you believe in true love?

I mean.. maybe.

126. Are you currently bored?

Yes, hence why I’m answering all these questions

127. What makes you happy?

My friends

128. Would you change your name?

I currently am, but not my first name.

129. What your zodiac sign?

Cancer the crabbbbbb

130. Do you like subway?

Uh…. sometimes. But it’s not my go to

131. Your bestfriend of the opposite sex likes you, what do you do?

Yikes, this has legit happened to me and I had to dip so fast im not even lying

132. Who’s the last person you had a deep conversation with?

Definitely one of those Finnish boys

133. Favourite lyrics right now?

Take back your picture in a frame

OR

sometimes the clothes do not make the man

134. Can you count to one million?

Who would ever try that? It would take forever.

135. Dumbest lie you ever told?

When I told all my profs I couldn’t write my midterm cause I had a concussion and I went to the Dominican instead #rebel

136. Do you sleep with your doors open or closed?

Closed

137. How tall are you?

5′ 3″

138. Curly or Straight hair?

Straight hair that is curled

139. Brunette or Blonde?

Blonde

140. Summer or Winter?

Neither, I hate both. But if I had to choose, summer

141. Night or Day?

Night

142. Favourite month?

May

143. Are you a vegetarian?

No, I’d literally die because I hate vegetables

144. Dark, milk or white chocolate?

milk

145. Tea or Coffee?

T E A

146. Was today a good day?

Tbh I laid in bed all day so that’s pretty ideal

147. Mars or Snickers?

Mars

148. What’s your favourite quote?

Be who you are and say what you feel because those who mind don’t matter, and those who matter don’t mind - Dr. Suess (how philosophical wow)

149. Do you believe in ghosts?

Nope

150. Get the closest book next to you, open it to page 42, what’s the first line on that page?

The young team were still getting most of their ice time in Ilderton and were preparing for the Western Ontario sectionals in the juvenile category, but in late autumn of 1998, just a week before sectionals, Scott broke his right arm playing flag football. That is the longest sentence ever wow.

[raychulemma]

50 Completely Random Questions People Rarely Ask Tag:

1. What’s your favorite candle scent? Red Apple Wreath - Yankee Candle. It's perfectly Autumnal and always goes on half price sale after Christmas. I have far too many versions of it

2. What female celebrity do you wish you were related to? Probably Maya Rudolph because she's a shameless weirdo like me

3. What male celebrity do you wish was your brother? Probably Peter Kay. I feel like he would be easy to open up to. And he would make awkward family events so much more bearable

4. What’s your favorite thing about marriage? (And if you’re not married, what’s your favorite thing about being single?) Security. Safety. I didn't expect it to feel any different because we had been living together for a while but something about the actual marriage made me feel protected and comfortable. Also because its a same-sex marriage it's a lot nicer to say my wife than my fiancée, because i would wonder if they assume my fiancée is male

5. What’s one thing you own that you should probably get rid of, but just can’t? Books that I'm not going to re-read but have memories linked to buying/receiving/reading them.

6. Can you do a split? not a chance

7. How old were you when you learned how to ride a bike? Seven. i learnt at the end of my road because it's a dead end. and i got a green bike for my birthday with a seat for my teddy

8. How many oceans have you swam in? just the Atlantic ocean 🌊

9. How many countries have you been to? 6. France, Spain, Germany, USA (Florida), Wales, Scotland.

10. Is anyone in your family in the army? No, my Grandad was, and some of my Great Uncles but no one during my lifetime

11. What was your favorite TV show when you were a child? Superted, Adventures of Winnie the Pooh, The Story of Tracy Beaker, Dick n Dom in da Bungalow, Jungle Run

12. What did you dress up as on Halloween when you were eight? A classy binbag witch

13. Have you read any of the Harry Potter, Hunger Games or Twilight series? I got into the Harry Potter books in 1998 and am still in love with the series. I went to the midnight release for the last book. I watched all of the films in the opening week and vividly remember that the cinema i saw the first film at in 2001 had a Harry Potter themed sweet shop. I have jewellery, clothing, books, dvds, wands, other collectibles. I read the books with my mum when i was younger and watched all of the films in the cinema with her. she had her own HP merch. My wife also loves Harry Potter. We have been to see Cursed Child twice and have been to the Studio Tour 3 (or 4?) times. We had a Harry Potter themed wedding which was absolutely perfect. Hunger Games was something i avoided reading until the first film was coming out, and then absolutely loved the first 2 books (3rd one got too political for me) and the films are still some of my favourites for costume and set design. I read the twilight books after my best friend recommended them to me. We all actually read them as part of our sisterhood club. I went to blackpool to watch the first film in the cinema with my best friend. I watched the last one at midnight with my wife and one of the girls from the sisterhood who is one of the biggest twilight fans i know still. she has behind the scenes books and dvds and has re read the books that much that the spines are just gone. my mum was also a big twilight fan and would watch them any time they were on tv. i watched a few at the cinema with her, always her choice. she hadnt seen hunger games at the time of them being released but we did watch them all with her a few years ago

14. Would you rather have an American accent or a British accent? i film YouTube videos and always think my accent would be more interesting if it was American

15. Have you ever taken karate lessons? no, my 2 brothers and sister did when i was 5 or 6. i didnt like being touched so never did it

16. Do you know who Kermit the frog is? yup

17. What’s the first amusement park you’ve been to? im going to guess Gullivers world Warrington because its the closest one to where i live

18. What language, besides your native language, would you like to be fluent in? French because I love disneyland paris. or japanese because i would love to visit tokyo but its way out of my comfort zone

19. Do you spell the color as grey or gray? grey. e for england, a for america

20. Do you know triplets? yes, 2 girls and a boy but i only met the girls

21. Do you prefer Titanic or The Notebook? Titanic. my mum was a massive fan. She watched it 3 times in the cinema when it first came out. we watched it with her when it was released in imax on an anniversary. she had behind the scenes books, a few versions of the vhs and dvds, playing cards. her love for it made me love it

22. Have you ever had Indian food? no im a very fussy eater and have never tried indian or Chinese

23. What’s the name of your favorite restaurant? Of all time? Tough choice but im going with pizza hut. Cheesy bites base with double mushroom. Never craved something more

24. Have you ever been to Olive Garden? they dont have it in England so no but i would probably like it

25. What would your parents have named you if you were the opposite gender? i have no idea, maybe jason after my dad?

26. If you have a nickname, what is it? rach, chicken, chickadee

27. Who’s your favorite person in the world? i want to say scruff but shes technically not a person. kirsty is my best friend and i would pick her every time

28. Would you rather live in a rural area or in the suburbs? where i live is in between. drive one way and its city, the other way is farms. so living in one ot those farmhouses not far from city life would be the dream. i would have chickens, sheep and cats.

29. Can you whistle? yep but my cats hate the noise

30. Do you sleep with a nightlight? i can see the hallway light from where our bed is so i dont generally need a nightlight but we do have cute ones. i have 3 HP ones on my bedside table

31. Do you eat breakfast every morning? yea as long as i have time

32. How many times have you been to the hospital? ive only ever been to a&e. once for palpitations, a few times for mental health and once for an x ray on my hand. ive been to walk in centres for urine/kidney infections and for fractured fingers. oh i did go to hospital to see a neurologist to be diagnosed with essential tremor

33. Have you ever seen Finding Nemo? yes i love it. my brother and sister both bought me the dvd for christmas the year it came out so i had 2 copies for a while. i also had the game for pc and ps2. and i had a game on my phone and ipad where you could build up the seabed and gain fish. the film is just so nice and calming to watch. the scenery, the sound effects, the movements are all just gently flowing. and somehow you get attached to these characters and root for them whether youre a fan of tropical fish or not.

34. Where do you buy your jeans? primark, next, sainsburys, asda

35. What’s the last compliment you got? kirsty said my eyelashes look like im wearing mascara when im not

36. Do you usually remember your dreams in the morning? yea and they're weird as fuck. the latest one was about the bath being clogged with poo

37. Favorite beverage that isn’t water? Tea ☕

38. How many pairs of shoes do you currently own? a disgusting amount. maybe 20. maybe more

39. How old were you when you found out that Santa wasn’t real? about 8 which I think wasnt too young or too old. my brother told me which I was glad about because i was prone to being bullied at school and would have hated to be told by nasty kids

40. What is one food that you used to hate but now you love? cheesy garlic bread WTF

41. What is a weird lie you’ve told? i told kirsty once that i had pood the bed and asked her to help me clean it.

42. Heels or flats? flats always. specifically trainers. i think dresses look so much cuter with trainers. same with suits

43. Do you have any weird phobias? no just common ones. moths, spiders, flying insects, beetles, heights, being completely isolated, finding a dead person

44. What is a phrase or word you always say? i cant actually think of a current phrase i say but i do get stuck on phrases

45. What is a song that you bast or belt out when you are alone? part of your world, let it go, bridge over troubled water, over the rainbow. any that i try to actually hit the notes on

46. What is one of your biggest pet peeves? nails. nails tapping, and the sound of cutting or biting nails. or people that stop in the middle of an aisle or walkway when you're trying to get past

47. Do you sleep with your closet door open or closed? they dont even have doors on yet so open

48. Would you rather be attacked by a big bear or a swarm of bees? bear. the noise of bees terrifies me. i had a flying ant in my hair on flying ant day but i didnt know. i heard it buzz and cried

49. Do you have any weird things you do? i cant have 2 cream biscuits together (custard cream and jam n cream). i sometimes say hi to my teddies so they know i havent forgot about them. i buy hatchimals when theyre on sale even though i havent previously collected them cos im an impulsive pos. (honestly collecting animal jam figures and my little ponies were the best though)

50. What movie could you watch over and over again and still love? any of the harry potter films, titanic, sisterhood of the travelling pants, Princess diaries 1 and 2, enchanted, princess and the frog, raise your voice, catch me if you can, chalet girl, the shining, slumdog millionaire

[ben-solo-lives]

When even the mental health professionals gave up on me

My name is Rachel. I'm a typical 19 year old girl from Dundee in Scotland. Apart from one thing, I have depression and anxiety. I don't say this to "seek attention" or use it as an excuse to be "lazy". It's real and I wouldn't wish it upon anyone. From age 16 I've suffered with depression since my gran passed away, which was a huge blow to me as I was so close to her and fair to say being first on the scene, to sum it up I seen too much. That year I also lost my best friend, my pony, Danny. And I'm a great believer that animals are very therapeutic for people with mental illness so after I lost him I lost myself too. Since then I've had a personality made up of a huge variety of pills. I went through school psychology but school very quickly gave up on me and just left me in support for learning classes alone for hours, then I thought I got my dream break. A job working at a stables, but then things got worse. In 2016 I began self harming and I started to drown in depression even though I had the had dream job as a horse riding instructor that I had to claw and scrape for because no one believed that at age 17 I would manage, but I did until depression took the reins and I had to leave. I was made out to be a liar and lazy by my old bosses and work colleagues who simply didn't understand what I was going through. My name was tarnished around other stables. After losing my gran and Danny months apart from each other, then school giving up on me, my world came crashing down for a third time when the people I called my colleagues and friends gave up me too. I made the choice to leave the stables and all my friends I loved all together and move on with my horse Rico to pastures new. I only hear from a few people at my first stables now, where I spent 10 years of my life, but in a way I'm glad, it shows who truly is my friends. Next I moved on to private psychology, kindly given to me all for free from a lady I used to teach who was worried about me. She is one of the few who didn't give up on me. I started to make improvements, I moved on and eventually got a new job in a bar towards the end of 2016 where I met the love of my life, I even had plans to go to college and study business, but depression creeped back in again. I started on medication again and watched as my world collapsed around me for the fourth time. My boyfriend left me. This was a big trigger point, I fall fast and love hard and think the best of everyone because that's just in my nature, it's the way I've always been, so as you can imagine the thought of loosing someone I love was killing me. Then I was advised I shouldn't be working as I was too mentally unstable, I said goodbye to my job and my friends there. I still put up a fight though. I made it very clear to my now ex boyfriend that I loved him and had nothing left to loose, and that I'd wait for him. Until he'd finished his marine training because he didn't feel he could be with me and juggle training, which I understood although it broke my already shattered heart. No one would know from the outside that I had depression, I'm very good at putting a front on usually, but in typical Rachel style, when I break, I break hard and that's impossible to hide. That brings me to Carseview Mental Health Centre. The wonderful place that I pinned all my hopes on being my last resort, my saving grace. Pfft not. I was admitted as an out patient to the "Crisis team" but I was treated merely if I was some bratty teenager throwing a strop because I wasn't getting my own way. They didn't believe me at all. It was like I was crying out, screaming, but no one could hear. They visited my house daily and every day it was someone new. Who didn't know my story, but promised me the world and all I ended up with was rate my mood from 1-10 sheets and colouring books, I didn't know wanting to kill myself every minute of every day could have a number or be fixed by a colouring book. By this point I was furious, and lost, and empty and hopeless. All at the same time, so I went out and got drunk and when I got home tried to commit suicide. And failed, every time I now look at where my light used to hang it's a chilling reminder. I told the "crisis team" and they then decided to discharge me that same day because I was too aggressive and uncooperative because I wouldn't rate how much I wanted to die with a stupid number because that's all they seen me as. A statistic, a quick check to see I hadn't killed myself that day to put a tick in a box. Even the mental health crisis team gave up on me. How more hopeless can things get.. at least I still had a strong group of friends right?? Wrong. I've lost a lot of friends as of late, some have drifted, others betrayed my trust and spread word of my depression and suicide attempts like the next juicy piece of gossip, others couldn't deal with me, but a mere handful, have stayed, and they will know who they are. Those of you who used to be my friends, if you're reading all of this shocked at the dramas that have happened to me, you're not really my friend. Or anything I'm writing would be no surprise to you. At times even my own family and Peter.. who I consider the love of my life who ill wait forever for, didn't believe in me or trust me, and quite frankly I don't blame them, the amount of times I've sneaked off, gotten absolutely blackout drunk, tried to commit suicide or self harmed, hell, even I wouldn't trust me. But surprisingly a few good things have come from almost everyone, even the mental health specialists giving up on me, It has lit a fire inside me I didn't even know I had, it has given me a voice to use as a weapon, with positive thoughts behind my voice saying I am enough and I deserve only the best for ammunition, it made me realise I deserve only the best. I didnt deserve the lack of respect and care from the appalling "crisis team" that I received, I didn't need the fake friends that were there when I was at my best.. but deserted and betrayed me at my worst. I learned I shouldn't give a damn about the rumours ignorant people who refuse to accept depression is real spread about me and keep my head high. It made me realise I shouldn't try and hide or be ashamed of my depression, that it's okay to be open about it, and that quickly separated who was really there for me and who wasn't, and I chose to surround myself with those positive people. And as for everyone else who doesn't give a damn, like I was saying about that fire inside me. I have learned to stand up for myself, but remain true to myself at the same time, kind but not a walkover, all of the times people have given up on me has made me so much stronger. Every time it has nudged me closer to the realisation of, "Rachel, it doesn't matter who gives up on you, at the end of the day as long as you don't give up on yourself". Sure I still have my bad days, sometimes bad weeks, but now after all my hardship I know who I am, and what I'm worth and I know that now at age 19, three years since all this started that I can and will fight and survive anything depression and this often cruel world decides to throw at me next, because I know I have a handful of amazing people around me who love me, even on days I can't love myself, and if it weren't for hard times, I would never have known I could truly depend on these people so I'm luckier than most in that respect. Also I have another horse, after Danny I got Rico, who has a lot of issues with nervousness. It's almost like we help fix each other and I can't help but think sometimes that a part of Danny lives on in him. In life you can let terrible things make you or break you, and I'm going to ensure that I keep that fire inside me burning that I developed through hard times and people giving up on me time and time again and ensure depression makes me the strongest person I know I can be, hell, I've already begun.

[subterrenianofficeworker-blog]

cold turkey eugogoolgolization

cold turkey writes willfully his rights inside of a compliant complaint begging sweetly for help to come for him and all his friends (or at the very least ever “her”) for who not deserves it most? well, well spaced banter means something meaningful to most. bible folk never read the book in their hands and know nothing at all but hatred. they know nothing of love, have ye ever even read that book? cold turkey rights hold his hand and cares a lot. speak easy east wind handbook can say he knows his feelings well, bobby hare krishna speaks like a strawberry brother of old but not quite, as you know, down the street, his old friend yippies determined to meet yet not hip enough for his idols and friends, brothers theyll put but unaware he even is! at all! wellneverknowtomorrowbuttodayijustgottawait. not so compliant cold turkey grants daft syllables to his darlings in the dark hoping the people play along, but the joke is all his! and so are the apples and imported strawberries. green as they come up “he just loves to wait” they think only seeing. they walk on never guessing cold turkey. he finds them again until a good time and they say spoken word blooms and they asssume its a freak of nature and a small world, hare krishna! well well well spoken blasphemy going behind me i wish everyone well. cold turkey has a middle name, it is jeremy hare. cold jeremy hare turkey dreams and then forgets them so they can come true. cold jeremy hare turkey wakes to a shouting head and gets mad that somethings repressed, nobody has anything but tea and that offends the apples, but its not bad. they assume the breeze is why as the day lates they can cheese with ease; as in smile. hoping they stay longer than their lotted while but when hope comes true secretly wishing they could go back to secreting with theirs. well i care and theres nothing that can be done! Trust me theyve tried. and easily working their way around the question. you see how everything is about you? i need to get better at the game. “get better at the game.” speaking someones language i sense pandering and slander, for no one, what should have lasted years. the song too new to be background noise. shocking and unexpected dreams never dreamt come true. cold jeremy hare turkey cant do a thing against it. cold jeremy hare turkey isnt a fan nah man not a fan at all. as it goes sipping tea saying thats enough for me. as it goes sipping tea annoyed with the noise that only been heard of until now but is shocking still. can you remember getting hurt? o you old one trick pony. saying my dread is phony, (if only) broke into the shop to wait until day to steal something. old woman proletariat rock star, i heard a story of her the other day actually from “her” actually haha oh man an old man mistook her for a boy in fact my old man mistook “her” for a boy, with bangs like that well the old man hit on her and wanted to bang a man but he learned a woman and wasnt down at all. well i heard her song on “her” friends street by the woods “we” walked through on that day. aint you heard? “i thought id kiss you then” “the way it actually happened was more exciting though dont you think?” either way i regret every time i didnt in my own small way. all histry i wish you the best. a conversation cold jeremy hare turkey overhears from his reading room under the stairs, and asks why there are criss crosses on the walls and found a ghost leaving once but word is the ghost was only in the fan club, and the fan club refuses to read the books they preach in favor of. down the road theres a ferris wheel where sommat were ki-- behind we’re not sure what happened but it was for sure cut off. we’re undergoing investigations. cold jeremy hare turkey reads from the newspaper reccomended by his friend, he tries to go back to his book but finds it hard to enjoy someone elses thoughts while his own are so abnoxious and intoxicating, man- you know how it is. on a parking meter the next day cold turkey breathes tightly and looks at the men going past, with thick black and wavy hair that might not last, with green jackets like military men but theyre literary men, only two have matching shoes and cold cant tell if its awkward for them or their friends when they make eye contact, up again after waffles for breakfast and an unexpected dinner they see the ferris wheel. free and off, cold isnt invited on this ride in particular.