#like you find me tempting?????? well do sonething about it or I will
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holysaintscathedral · 1 year ago
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"You're tempting me." Well fuck me now then, Father. What are you waiting for???
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dearmyblank · 7 years ago
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AM, Okay I swear last letter for awhile. It's slightly better than how things were with the Haunted House last year. At least this time I'm included in my own station, but if I fuck up it fucks up B. But we're much further than everyone else. I wasn't even in charge and those boys were making me want to blow my brains out. Like B and I were in the man cave with our section with the door closed and we heard them. Open the door and it's loud as fuck where I want to punch something. I get enough screaming from my father at home I so don't need boys who don't know me running amuck. I've never seen A that pissed before. He hid it well. He wasn't as scary as T is when he's pissed. (That's a long story from my first summer camp.) A put B and I in charge tomorrow, mostly B which I'm completely fine with. Honestly I know those boys won't listen or respect me because they don't know me very well. Hell I'm half tempted to bluff and threaten to kick their asses out of the haunted house if they don't behave. Yea it's /that/ bad. A was tempted to take down the tarps and tell the boys to play games with the Cub Scouts for Wednesday. You know I hate being lead in charge because I know I'd fuck sonething up somehow, but you know it's bad when I'm thinking of threatening them to listen. Yea, you don't want to see me take charge, because I will be ruthless. A mentioned your name and said he was going to ask if you'd come back down for it. I really hope you do. Honestly after all the crap I've been dealing with, seeing you face to face will brighten that night up. I'm not getting my hopes up though since you'd get back up there late if you came. I don't want to say anything because I don't want to guilt you into coming down. (No matter how much I miss you.) "In order to follow your dreams you have to love yourself." Please tell me that snap wasn't a crack at me. Because I would disprove that in 5 seconds flat. ...okay maybe you're right. But seriously, please tell me it wasn't directed at me. It's so not easy to love yourself when everyone else hates you. It's not easy when everyone gives you a reason to hate yourself. It's not easy when you're the one who can't find reasons to love yourself. I'm popular at my old high school because of my snaps. Apparently people think I'm funny, when I'm not being suicidal, and add me. When I start talking about being suicidal people delete me because "this isn't why I added you, be happy". I don't see why they think my snaps are funny, I think they're terrible. Those kids on my list, since the majority of my list is from the high school, are just fans as long as I keep doing what they want. I act like I'm this funny girl who can make a quip whenever she wants, but it's all a facade. No one would add a girl who talks about suicide. At least they can't be surprised when I do, everything was there in the open. I just hide it from certain people I know will blab to my father. It's a show because it's better living like that and hiding everything that's wrong. People would rather laugh than cry at your problems. No one wants to talk to a suicidal girl. ~AB Ps: Please, please try and come to the haunted house on Wednesday. Even if you're not in it, I just want to see you again. I can't end it all without seeing you one last time.
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puprpleminionpricat · 7 years ago
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Looking Out For Baby Groot ch2
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Hehe, here's more of the series and stunned, well not that stunned that people like it because it's Guardians of the Galaxy plus they love Baby Groot plus my friend Malchus-Fireheart were talking about Anotjer Guardians idea involving Rocker who is my favourite, if you didn't know or guessed from my otjer Guardians stories.
Plus thanks, to those that reviewed
Anyhoo in this one, Baby Groot has one heck of a meltdown, which surprises Rocket and the others plus has accidents since being a little tree, Baby Groot is not ship broken lol
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"You were supposed to be watching him, so that he doesn't try to run off, or follow us on adventures!" Starlord said.
"Quill, I only had my back turned for a few minutes, and he was gone, alright?" Rocket retorted as little Groot was hiding behind his back or on it.
Apparently while the others had been on a mission, Rocket had stayed behind to make sure a certain little tree didn't get into too much trouble which had happened like accidentally starting the Milano up, but then trying to drive it, which Rocket had thought hilarious, until Drax saw.
"Come on buddy, let's go, while Quill cools down alright?" Rocket said, as they left the room.
In their room, while Rocket was doing target practice, little Groot was watching, wanting to join in seeing the raccoon male sigh, knowing being little again, he might get hurt which he did not want to happen, knowing the little tree was getting fed up, with how the others were treating him, knowing maybe the sapling needed an nap seeijg him run off, having one Hulk sized temper tantrum.
"Whoa why is he upset, did the best big bro not let him do something?" Quill teased Rocket.
"I just didn't let him use a blaster, because I didn't want him hurt, alright?" Rocket snapped.
"I AM GROOT, I AM GROOT!" they could hear the little tree yelling, making Starlord nervous.
"He's just having a meltdown, like all little Terran kids." Starlord said, making the others get it.
Gamora guessed that a certain little tree needed either a time out or an nap seeing both Starlord and Rocket agree with her, but saw Groot beginning to stop which was a good thing, as they came out of hiding making the sapling curious thinking they were playing a game, making Rocket sigh shaking his furry head.
"You had quite the meltdown, which scared the heck out of Quill." he said.
"I am GROOT..." he said getting sleepy, guessing it was nap time.
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"So you had a dream, that the others and I turned back into little kids?" Rocket asked.
"I am groot, I am groot." Groot told him while eating cookies or just dunking them into the glass of milk that the male raccoon had given him, and telling him about the dream he'd had, where his big brother and the others had been turned into little kids again by one of his big brotjer's inventions.
"What're you two doing, nothing crazy like driving my ship, right?" Starlord asked as he'd been listening for a bit, but he didn't get how Rocket got what Groot was saying from just tjree certain words.
"I just do, and he was telling me sonething hilarious, alright?" Rocket said glaring at him.
"I am groot, I am groot." little Groot said softly.
"It's alright, we weren't fighting, eww man!" Rocket said smelling his friend had an accident, so making a shirt diaper that would fit a little tree, plus it was one of Starlord's old shirts, he was not going to miss it Pkus tempted to cause a little mischief on Quill with this, so hearing the little tree whimper stopped him thoughts.
"Aww it's good, I guess little trees aren't ship broken, I guess." Rocket said unawsre the others had just discovered the smell making little Groot scared so was hiding, making Rocket get it, seeing the otjers stunned that a certain little tree had an accident hoping he was wearing a diaper.
"You could say that, but don't get mad at him, alright?" Rocket replied.
He was pretending that he couldn't find Groot, which was making Drax chuckle at what he was doing, hearing giggling, seeing the little tree come out of hiding, wearing the shirt diaper making Starlord amused, but Gamora impressed, by Rocket's taking care of little Groot.
"Yeah, I care about him a lot, and we get each other, you know?" Rocket said to them, plus could et littleGroot some diapers when they got to Terra, seeing Rocket agree, as they were playing poker, which stunned Gamora, that Rocket would teach the little sapling gambling, at an early age.
"He's gotta learn it sometime, I did at that age, you know?" Rocket said, as she sighed.
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