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holdmetightordont-2 · 5 years ago

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hi :0

i have 300 pages to read, and yet here i am, remaking my tumblr. yep.

hi, my name’s ray. i’m 23 and i started my first year of grad school two weeks ago. i already want to die.

i’m not sure if this’ll be more of a personal or fandom blog yet. we’ll see. it might be a combination of things. i’m not bothered about followers or anything like that, so there’s no real incentive for me to make this blog known for a certain entity. i do want this blog to be somewhat organized though, so i’ll make sure i tag everything. ya’ll can blacklist any tags you don’t want to see.

i suppose the purpose of this post is to introduce myself, and sort of...blog about my first few weeks of grad school.

i’m tempted to reveal every single aspect of my life, as i do on my personal twitter account. i’ll try to be as appropriate as i can, in case someone irl finds me. i do think i’ll be somewhat recognizable, based on my research and interests, but that’s alright.

based on my username, you could guess that i am/was a big fan of fall out boy. i still listen to their music, but less so these days. about a year ago, i rewatched inception, one of my favorite movies in high school, for the fist time in years. after 8 years, i became obsessed and was pleasantly surprised to see that the fic comm is still around, churning out arthur/eames fics. it’s fantastic. i uh...love inception so much that i...did this...

i had it finished right before i moved for grad school. i’m pretty pleased with it :)

originally, i planned out a somewhat large-scale tattoo with my tattoo artist -- i wanted matching tattoos on my ribs of a rose garden, firstly because they’re one of my favorite flowers, and it would symbolize beast/highlight, the first kpop band i ever loved. then...in march, all that shit came out about junhyung -- who is a piece of shit, by the way, and i no longer really interact with fandom because of all the people who still support him -- so that obviously was called out. tbh, i’m so glad that all was revealed in march, bc i was supposed to get it in may. i would have really considered a cover up if i had gotten it before he was called out, tbh.

anyway! after i got the first half of the inception tattoo, i went to study khmer for the summer out of state. it was...an interesting summer, partly because of the teachers. khmer was h a r d. i hated the state i was in. i actually applied to go that school for my MA and i’m glad i made the decision not to go back in april.

after that, i returned home for a bit, finished off the tattoo, and promptly moved to...paradise. i’m trying to be vague here, but you can probably guess where i moved. it’s just beautiful here. the culture is so rich. i’m surrounded by such good food. i’m very excited about the classes i’m taking, the people in my program (anthropology) are so nice. i’m so so so so excited for my research.

but i’m lonely. i’ve made a few friends, but i feel kind of excluded from the group that formed in my cohort. i can tell that they hang out more together, and haven’t really invited me (though i haven’t sought them out either). i’m just kinda bummed about that. but it’s okay, i’ll make friends.

i’m also suffering from health issues...i’ve had a hives viral infection for the past two weeks. it’s been fucking hell. nothing really helps except for the steroid i’ve taken the past few days. it just really fucking sucks. i’m itchy all the time, especially at night. in fact, i’m itchy right now, and i’m kind of glad i’m doing the all-nighter since i can’t go to sleep with this anyway. i hope this doesn’t last too much longer.

i fucked up real bad, y’all. i still have that 300 pages to read and weeks worth of khmer to do. my macbook actually broke yesterday, but thankfully i have my old one with me. it’s not a good excuse, really. i’ve been lazy. i hope i can better manage my time this upcoming week. maybe limit all-nighters to once every two weeks, or even better, once a month? that’d be nice.

on another note, i’ve been trying to cook more recently since a bunch of my kitchen supplies finally came in. i made a japanese curry with potatoes, carrots, and kabocha yesteday and it’s pretty good!! i wish i’d gotten a spicier roux though. it’s kind of a miracle that i like it so much, because i almost never eat vegetables. i guess the trick is to simmer the veggies until they’re super soft and absorb all the flavors.

i also found recipes for a turmeric pad thai, “golden” (turmeric) broth noodles, and egg kimbaps that i’m excited to try!! there’s a small japanese grocery store that’s in walking distance from my dorm, but it doesn’t have all the ingredients i need. i also still need to order a mini fridge. but it’s been working out so far!! also want to make carne asada burritos!! i want to make 3 for this week and have the other 3 frozen so i can sorta meal prep throughout the month. i bought a meat thermometo and i’m just. so excited. because i have never made proper steak before, like the kind that’s rare or medium rare? it’ll be great.

okay, i think this is a good place to stop. it’s nice writing about everything here, cohesively. i’m a bit of a rambler on twitter (not that i’m not here, clearly), but i like that i have all my thoughts in a single place, even if there’s no one to read it.

wish me luck on my readings! -ray

#ray's rambles #i guess that'll be my tag for these things now lol #grad school musings

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tinderthecity · 6 years ago

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The Mountaineer

I’m not sure if this blog is a catalog of my dating escapades over the years or a catalog of the most influential dating apps as time goes by, but I guess one thing stays the same, dating apps and I are perpetually on this journey together! (slow clap).

This time, Hinge is the app of choice. A little background information on Hinge, for those of your lucky enough to be unfamiliar with dating app particulars, this one has you provide six pictures as well as the answers to three questions of your choosing from a pool of questions the app provides. You are then asked your age, height, area you live in, and you can also provide some more particulars like school, religious affiliation, if you drink, smoke cigs or pot, do drugs, have children, want children, etc.

Relevant side note: Recently a coworker of mine sent me a link to an article with her subtitle “your kinda guy.” The article was titled “I am a Pacific Northwest Man on Tinder and I will Die if I Go Indoors.” It’s hysterical and exposing the great outdoorsman facade that can become all too trendy on dating apps.

From the article:

“‘Being inside’ is for the weak, the tired, the cold, the hungry, the ‘people with homes,’ the ‘quaints.’ I’m not interested in those who cozy up with Netflix or enjoy going to restaurants or movies. Everything you could possibly need to survive, thrive, and entertain yourself exists in The Great Outdoors. You like sitting down on a comfortable couch? Gross. You like buying groceries in a store? Disgusting. If I am not constantly in some situation under the sun where my life is potentially in danger, I’m not about it. I get off on adrenaline. And nature.”

“My first three profile pics are from epic outdoor activities which showcase a level of fitness you couldn’t even begin to rival. The next three pics are of the exact same thing. The next one is a total thirst trap, which means something different when you’re just dehydrated all the time. The last photo is of a mountain that really gets me fired the fuck up. My face is blurry in each shot because I am Always. In. Motion.”

Lol you get the point (check out the full article for more linked at the bottom, it’s worth it). I died of laughter while also feeling entirely seen. I’m not a dating app girl who falls for the models or the guys on yachts who dress like fancy businessmen or have tons of photos at rooftop bars or are listed as working high-profile jobs. Ask any of my close friends and they’ll tell you that my thirst traps are the guys who seem down to earth (literally) and like to spend time outside, traveling, hiking, etc.

It was after reading this article that I was able to put my last date into context as to why I was so excited and why it was so terribly bad.

The Mountaineer liked me on Hinge and I immediately thought he was pretty cute, loved his answer to the question “I’m looking for....” “Someone who is upfront and honest about what they are thinking and feeling,” (swoon) and his pictures, which, you guessed it.. were all outdoors.

Unfortunately, he lived in Long Island and liked me about a week before Christmas, when I would be going home for about a 10 day span, and afterward he would be gone for a long weekend. We decided we would just chat in the meantime, so we did, everyday. We talked about all sorts of things, but tbh he did talk/ask a lot about hiking haha.

When we could finally meet up after almost three weeks of talking, we decided he would come into the city on a Saturday and we could hit a museum and grab dinner. I chose the Natural History Museum for us to check out because he hadn’t been yet and I know it never disappoints.

The day before our date, the Mountaineer asked me if I’ll be meeting him at his train station. I live in the 150s, the museum is on 79th and his train would be pulling him into 34th. I told him we could meet at the museum since it’s in the middle. He said he didn’t like taking subways alone (interesting, Mr. Adventure) so he would walk from 34th to 79th (about a 45 min walk). Then he realized it was going to rain on Saturday and said he would walk in the rain, to which I told him (trying to be an accommodating Manhattanite) I could just meet him at 34th and take the train with him up to the museum if that’s the case.

The day of comes, it’s a bit rainy outside, as expected, and I get a text from the Mountaineer asking if we should move our date because of the rain (..really?). I basically said no but it’s up to you.

We decide to meet, I go down to 34th street to meet him. I’m running a few minutes late and of course those are the days when train delays hit.

Me: hey I’m on the express but I’m hitting some delays, 😑I’m going to be a little late, sorryyyy

Him: tsk tsk I’m quite disappointed already 😔

Me: 🙃🙃🙃

Him: Oh that’s cute, you think I’m joking

*wow, bold double dig move for not having met yet*

Me: I can just switch to the uptown train at the next stop if you’d rather

Him: haha I’m just messing with you. Would you really?

😇

We meet, he’s def not exactly what I pictured, maybe the 3 inch height difference than he listed had something to do about it or maybe it’s the ten minute first impression of salty remarks that he lead with... He refuses to take the train and has us walk 40 blocks up to the museum in the rain. I quickly realize that the museum and dinner plans we have might be a big mistake.

Once his saltiness simmers down our conversation gets better, and I thought maybe this will actually be a good time.

We get to the museum, and the lines are INSANE, so we decide we’ll go to another one. I give two options that are close by and ask which he’d prefer. I told him I’ve been to both and don’t have a preference to which he says “typical girl not wanting to make a choice” (wow, okay ew) to which I say “that’s actually not true, I chose the first museum..”

He decides on one across the park meaning another 20+ minute walk in the rain. He hops over a half wall into the park and I (not being in the parkour mood) decide I will walk to the entrance pathway about 100 feet away. He pokes fun at me and tells me to have a sense of adventure. I point out that he is wearing outdoor gear head to foot (yes, that is what he wore) and I’m wearing normal not weather proof clothing, not ideal to be jumping into mud.

As we walk across the park he tells me a bit about himself. like how he doesn’t actually own any casual clothing aside from outdoor gear (okay..), he didn’t vote in the presidential election (a little red flag starts waving in the back of my mind), and he has kept eluding to trust issues of some sort by questioning my own honesty (red flag starts flapping harder).

He asks me a little about myself, and somehow we get on the topic of horrible dates we’ve been on. He doesn’t have much to say, but as this blog will tell you, I could go on for hours. I chose to share what I consider to still be my worst date to this day, last years Valentine’s Day post, Mr. Mindful (or as others know him, Touch-barrier). My biggest red flag of all was telling Mountaineer that story and having him respond with “Oh that’s it?” THAT’S IT!? The guy had a gender stereotype conspiracy theory complex, swore at me via text for turning him down, divulged his dating coaches advice and said he should have broken the touch barrier sooner with me, information I learned all within a 24 hour time span. And yet the Mountaineer was more stuck on my reluctance to say - no I never want to see you again - to that guy face to face on our date, because apparently that was Mountaineer’s touch point for accusing me of dishonesty.

We get to the museum (I know... we haven’t even started the actual date yet). Once inside walking around and looking at art, conversation starts to get normal again (aside from him saying that he likes contemporary art but this wasn’t quite what he meant). By the end of the museum I was like okay, I don’t hate this.

Then comes dinner.

We choose a Thai restaurant, again on the opposite side of the park. Yelp gives the location 4.5 stars but when we walk up to the door the grade sign says “grade pending” (not uncommon) and he immediately looks for another place to go because I guess that’s unacceptable. After a few minutes of standing in the cold and probably noticing my poorly disguised apathy for this problem he decides we can go there because, like I said, it’s rated well.

The hostess seats us immediately but we’re close to the door and the Mountaineer doesn’t like that so he asks for us to be moved away from the door. We are then seated right behind the hostess stand and as we sit he goes “wow really?” and proceeds to be visibly and audibly upset about it for at least 10 minutes. He rants to me about how going to a restaurant isn’t just about the food but about the experience and how this experience is bs. (Yes, this two dollar sign Thai restaurant we’re going to because we want a quick meal really isn’t hitting my high class needs). I tell him we could take ownership and ask to move but he says no and continues to pout. As we look at the menu I notice the Mountaineer, as a non vegetarian, keeps mentioning tofu dishes and I ask why. He then bestows all of his restaurant wisdom upon me and explains how he rarely eats meat, or even seafood, at restaurants because he doesn’t trust them (here we go with the trust again), and especially not Asian restaurants. He also let me know that if he ever does order a steak, he likes his steak well-done but he orders it medium-rare and has them send it back to the kitchen when it comes out to cook it longer, because if he asks for it well-done he’s certain they’ll give him a crappy piece of meat.

At this point I am on the verge of stabbing myself with the utensils in front of me but instead I order shrimp pad thai to spite him. He doesn’t ask me a single question at dinner and is less than kind to the serving staff (the reddest flag of the red flags), I ask questions to fill the painful void for myself and when he asks if I want to go to Patagonia with him to look at some more outdoor gear he wants for himself I tell him I need to head home to my pup.

I hugged him, I left, I haven’t spoken to him since and I couldn't be more grateful.

I will admit, I was a little upset when I left, partially because I had been excited about the Mountaineer for two weeks and felt bummed by my off point expectations, but even more so I was upset because I wasted almost an entire Saturday walking in the rain and listening to restaurant conspiracy theories when I could have been at home with my pup.

This date taught me (and hopefully you) two things: 1) You can be into Mountains without being be down to Earth 2) Never plan a multi-layered first date

Happy Love Day Everyone

(For a nice complimentary laugh, here’s the link to that brief article I mentioned earlier that was obviously written about Mountaineer and his brethren.)

https://www.mcsweeneys.net/articles/i-am-a-pacific-northwest-man-on-tinder-and-i-will-die-if-i-go-indoors

#online dating #dating #tinder #tinder and the city #love #romance #dating apps #relationships #tinder matches #hinge #bumble #valentines day

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serrkonos · 6 years ago

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i was tagged by @lxdymaria, thank u!!! rules: answer the questions in a new post and tag 10 blogs!

a - age: 18 b - birthplace: seattle, usa c - current time: 6:01pm d - drink you last had: a vanilla latte :) e - easiest person to talk to: uruughghrh i don’t know. f - favourite song: right now probably writer in the dark by lorde cause it reminds me of my favorite book g - grossest memory: uhhhh dude idk h - horror yes or horror no: sure i - in love: dhfjffj ujhhhhh a little bit? yes? don’t know? j - jealous of people: nah. l - love at first sight or should i walk by again: both are good but... walk by again m - middle name: marie! n - number of siblings: i have a little brother o - one wish: being able to support myself financially through my writing LOL p - person you last called: my friend natalia i think q - question you’re always asked: nobody asks me anything lol r - reading anything right now?: some trick by helen dewitt, though i’m like. always concurrently rereading the secret history by donna tartt s - song you last sang: i havent sang anything in a looooong time because i dont live alone t - time you woke up: like 6am and couldn’t go back to sleep -____- u - underwear colour: gray v - vacation destination: greece!!! w - :when was the last time you really laughed?: at dinner last night i was overhearing a conversation some people were having and HFDSJFK x - x-rays: what even. is this asking y - your favourite food: something pasta ... i’m really craving pad thai right now so That. also medium rare steak is really fackin good. z - zodiac sign: virgo sun!

i tag @aloyssobek, @evhenstar, and @sighborgs! if any of my other mutuals want to do it just say i tagged you! :)

#shut up isabella #long post ///

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f0xx0rzz · 7 years ago

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Water Boatman, Peppered Moth, Tropical Woodlice

Water boatman- how do you feel about the sea?

It’s pretty to look at but I generally dislike large bodies of water. I really don’t like being wet, and I have a slight fear of being caught under a wave. It’s all like, a really slight dislike. I tolerate it.

Peppered moth- how do you feel about forests?

FOREST GOOD. forest home. not sure what else to say, really. I love everything about forests.

Tropical woodlice- favourite food?

oh gods I can never choose one favorite. I lean towards pasta dishes, though. mac n cheese, pad thai, alfredo... I also love rice. I generally like italian and japanese dishes. also, a good plain medium-rare steak.

#ask meme #yey #captain-habit #ask

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forever-rogue · 7 years ago

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Surprise!

A/N: Please enjoy this fluff fest my mind has conjured up. I love Peter, he’s such a cinnamon roll.

Pairing: (Adult) Peter x Reader

Word Count: 1.8k

Warnings: None (just fluff and sappiness)

“Y/N?” Peter could hear music softly playing in the background as he walked into their apartment. He took off his shoes and discarded them by the door and quietly padded into the kitchen, where he could hear the music emanating from. He was hit by the smell of fresh cookies as Y/N came into view. She had an apron on and was humming and dancing along to the music, unaware he had come home.

She looked up as she turned to grab another tray of cookies to put in the oven. She noticed Peter standing in the doorway, a goofy grin on his face. She was startled for a moment, not expecting him home so early in the evening. He usually went out and patrolled around the neighborhood making sure everyone and everything was safe. She cocked her head to the side and smiled at him, “hey love. You’re home early….and you ruined your surprise.”

“Oh?” Peter gave her a cheeky grin as he walked over and put his arms around her. She sighed contently, inhaling his familiar scent. He kissed the top of Y/N’s as he reached around her for a cookie.

“Yes,” she hit his arm softly as he let go of her, “I was going to surprise you with the cookies.”

“Well, consider me pleasantly surprised,” he said with his mouth full, crumbs spilling out. Y/N shook her head in amusement and reached up to wipe the crumbs away. She grabbed the other half of the cookie out of his hand and put it in her own mouth, “hey!

“Aww, don’t worry you big baby, there’s plenty more,” she pointed at the big bowl of batter still sitting on the counter. She pushed a few stray locks of hair off of his forehead, “are you home for the night then?”

“Tonight, and every night I am all yours and only yours,” he smiled down at her.

“I am so happy to hear that love,” she leaned up on her tiptoes and pecked his lips, “I’m going to go take a quick shower and then I’ll start dinner.”

“Don’t worry about it. Go and enjoy your shower. I’ve got dinner tonight,” he insisted and started ushering her out of the room and towards their bedroom.

“You’re the best,” she called over her shoulder as she started into the room, “don’t forget the cookies!”

“Okay!” He smiled to himself as he fiddled with the small box in his pocket. Little did Y/N know but Peter had an ulterior motive for coming home early today. Today was the day he was going to ask her to marry him.

He had known he wanted her to be his wife since the first conversation they had back on their first day of college, in their physics class. He had asked her on date as soon as the professor had dismissed them. He’d never forget the surprised and amused look that had colored her face as she said yes. That had been seven years ago, and he was just as crazy about her now as he had been then.

Y/N had accepted him as Spider-Man as soon as she had learned about his secret identity, after she had walked in on him changing out of the suit. She never questioned his late night missions, or when he had to go away with the Avengers on missions or when communication was short and sparse. He knew she hated letting him leave for missions, not knowing if anything would happen to him, but she supported him nonetheless.She would always eagerly wait for him to return, ready to talk about everything or just hold him if things had gone bad.

It had been the little things she did that made him fall more and more in love with her. The way she’d bake his favorite cookies whenever she got the chance, or how she’d leave dinner waiting for him when he was gone late. It was the way her eyes crinkled when she smiled, the way she’d end up wheezing when she laughed too hard, the way she would cry at the smallest things and then vehemently deny it. It was everything.

The thought of being with anyone else hadn’t even crossed his mind. They had grown so much together and he wanted to grow old together today.

Peter was putting the finishing the touches on the steaks he was preparing and was putting them into the oven when Y/N walked back in and sat at the kitchen table. He glanced over at her and saw that she had put on an oversized sweater and joggers, long hair thrown in a messy bun. He thought she looked perfect just like that.

“Smells good, chef. What’s on the menu?”

“Well, tonight’s special is steak, medium rare, with mashed potatoes and green beans, and a starter of salad,” he said with a flourish towards the stove, “and for dessert, some delicious cookies, baked by my number one girl.”

“Wow, that sounds pretty perfect to me,” she beamed at him as he bowed a little.

“Would the lady like a glass of wine to start with?” He reached for two glasses from the cabinet, and decided a nice red would do them just fine.

“Actually, the lady would like some sparkling water,” she stood up and walked over to the fridge and pulled out a bottle of Perrier.

“Whatever the lady would like then,” he handed her a glass and poured himself some wine. It would help calm his nerves, he decided.

Y/N went back to the table, sipping her water as she watched Peter start to put the finishing touches on everything. She pulled out her phone and captured a quick video, which she uploaded to instagram with the caption: when your love is the best and tagged him in it.

She watched him for a few minutes in silence. Sometimes she couldn’t believe how lucky she had gotten with Peter. She was just as in love with him as he was with her. He was always there for her, knew actually what to say and do. He was her whole world. She couldn’t wait to share her life with him, but tonight she was eager to share her news with him.

She played with her phone for a few minutes, before plucking up the courage and deciding to finally tell him.

“Peter?” Her voice was soft and hushed, nerves starting to take over.

“Yes, my love?” He turned around and leaned against the counter. His nerves too were starting to get the better of him and hands were slightly shaky, “hey - can I ask you something?” It was now or never.

“Oh,” she was taken aback for a moment. She hadn’t expected for him to steal her thunder, “of course. Anything”

“You know I love you, right?” His voice was a little higher than normal, but still controlled.

“Of course,”

“Like I really love you, I am completely in love with you,” he started walking over the table, afraid he might lose his cool any second. She raised her eyebrow a little as she wondered what he was getting at.

“Peter? What are you trying to say?”

“Y/N, you are everything to me. I’ve known you were the one since the day we met,” he stuttered a little bit as he got down on one knee, “you are perfect to me. And I want to spend everyday with you and only you. It’s you, it’s always been you. Would you do me the honor of being my wife?”

“Oh Peter,” tears were already prickling her eyes as soon as he had gotten down on one knee. She laughed a little bit as she watched him fumble with the box he had pulled out of his pocket. He opened it and she was stunned by the ring - it was perfect, unconventional but exactly what she had always dreamed of, “it’s perfect, you’re perfect, a million times yes.”

He reached for her hand and placed the ring on her. She slid off of her chair and wrapped her arms his neck and pulled him down for a hungry kiss. He grinned into their kiss and said softly “you are perfect.”

She let go of him as she remembered what she was going to tell him. She saw the surprised look on his face and shook her head, “hang on for one minute. I’ve got something for you too.”

“Okay?” He questioned as she darted to their bedroom for her purse, “is everything alright?”

“Close your eyes, Peter,” she yelled back at him. He grinned to himself. He heard her back over to him. She grabbed his hands and placed a small envelope into them, “okay, you can open them.”

“What is this?” He cocked his head to the side as felt the small square.

“Open it,” she insisted as he tried to guess what it was. He turned the envelope over and opened it, revealing the small picture inside. It took a moment for him to process it, a look of realization slowly coming over him. His face broke out in a huge grin as he read the words at the top: Baby Parker.

“Is this? Are we- this is real?” He stood there, completely stunned as started to process everything.

“Yes, Peter, it’s real. That’s our baby,” she didn’t bother to hold back her tears, these ones she wouldn’t deny.

“Y/N, love, that’s amazing,” he grabbed her and held her tightly, rocking back and forth, “we’re having a baby.” His voice caught in his throat, as he too was getting choked up.

“We are! I love you so much, Peter,” she whispered gently before kissing him.

“I love you, Y/N,” he rested his forehead against hers, “this is the best day of my life.”

“Only so far,” she laughed.

He was about to kiss her again when there was a loud and shrill beeping sound from behind them. They turned around and were met with smoke from the steaks that been forgotten in the oven.

“Shit,” Peter quickly turned off the oven and started to clear the smoke, so the beeping would stop. Y/N went over and opened the windows and after a few minutes, they were met with silence again, “I guess dinner’s ruined. I’m sorry.”

“Quite the contrary,” she reached up and ran her thumb over his cheek, “this has been the best day of my life.”

“So far,” he agreed and kissed her, “now let’s go out and pick up some dinner.”

“I’m thinking Thai?” Y/N asked as they headed out the door, both of them grinning from ear to ear, overjoyed at the unexpected turn of events.

#peter parker #marvel #mcu #avengers #spider-man: homecoming #spider-man #spiderman #tom holland #thomas stanley holland #one shot #imagine #fluff #oc #movie #film #captain america #ironman #thor

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teethsoup · 8 years ago

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Someone tagged me to do this forever ago and I just stumbled upon it in my drafts…. so thank you!!!

5 Things you’ll find in my bag:  -Extra strength Tylenol -My hi-lighter/box knife/sharpie from work -my regular pocket knife -my black zippo -burts Bees chapstick  

5 things you’ll find in my bedroom:  -a huge pile of plushies -my artwork -my two graduation caps -my 1920’s Smith and Corona typewriter -my crystal collection  

5 things I’ve always wanted to do in life:  -get a degree from UW -own a small house in Seattle/Portland -own dogs/cats/bunnies/rats -travel the world (Japan, Europe) -meet my best friend who I met online  

5 things I’m currently into:  -Zelda BOTW -Criminal Minds -Gotham -Magicians -D&D  

5 things people may not know about me: -I spent the last 2 years of high school in college -I was completely awake and aware when my wisdom teeth were removed -I have an older brother -I’ve only dated one person -My dad had a stroke in November 2016

5 favorite foods: -thai food (particularly yellow curry and pad Thai) -a nice, thick, medium rare steak -authentic carne asada -thai chicken pizza and potato soup from atomic ale -bread

@elbukibarnes @eeriealien @groenningsaeter @lild0ll if you want to, and anyone else who wants to

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constantly-disheveled · 8 years ago

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Hi! Questions! What's your favorite food and why?

Awh snap uhmmm my favorite food is.......

This is a hard question I can’t just pick one thing??? Like, I need categories.

Fave Dessert: Blackberry Cobbler with Vanilla Ice Cream

Fave Snack: Cheddar Jack Cheezits

Fave Candy: Sprees (The Green and blue ones)

Favorite Meat: Steak Medium Rare

Favorite Veggie: Broccoli

Favorite Seafood: Salmon the way Aubrey cooks it

Favorite Restaurant Dish: Shrimp Pad Thai from Bonefish Grill

Favorite Thing I Make: Chili!!

Favorite Thing Dad Makes: Baked Steaks

Fave Thing Mom Makes: Mexican Ramen

You see there’s no such thing as just food.

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raisingsupergirl · 5 years ago

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The Cost of New Experiences

Here I am, sitting next to my five-year-old daughter. We're headed home to MO after a trip to see her cousins in Colorado Springs. She's flipping through a magazine, munching on some Craisins®, oblivious to the fact that we're flying two miles above the ground and our only protection from imminent death is a one-inch piece of glass. I guess ignorance is bliss… Then again, the fact that she's flying this young in the first place probably means that she's less ignorant than I was at her age. And her sister, who's only two, is sitting across the isle from her, watching The Lion King on an iPad, also completely unaware of everything going on around her. What an age we live in, huh?

I don't feel old, exactly. It's just that so much has changed in the few short decades since my birth. I was about six years old when Santa brought my family a Super Nintendo, and my first thought was that there were too many buttons. I was around ten when we got a Nintendo64, and my first thought was to stop myself from puking because the "camera" moved 360 degrees around Mario, and it was the trippiest thing I'd ever seen. And then, in middle school, my family got an actual computer, and the Internet, and everything changed. Sure, it was dial-up, but I didn’t know any different (ignorance is bliss, remember?). The possibilities were endless. I could download songs (about one song per hour) and burn them directly onto CDs. I could also log on to Yahoo Instant Messenger and literally chat with Hollywood movie stars and European supermodels (in hindsight, they may have been other kids acting out these exotic personas, but I hadn't yet learned that everything on the Internet wasn't true…).

When I turned sixteen, my parents bought me my first cell phone (an indestructible Nokia that came with the best game ever—Snake), and within a year, I knew how to send text messages. And when I went off to college, I was introduced to a cutting-edge, mind-altering technology known as a "LAN party" (aka plugging multiple computers into the same network via Ethernet cables and playing games of Halo with dozens of other people at the same time. You've never seen so many rockets launchers). But do you want to know the sad thing about that epic progression of science throughout my childhood? All of it—every video game, downloaded song, and text message—could fit onto the iPad that my two-year-old is watching right now. And that's just the start of it.

My kids have eaten sirloin steak and sushi. They've traveled north, south, east, and west across the country. My oldest learns ballet and Spanish on YouTube. And now they both know what it's like to fly in an airplane. These are just a few of the things that I had no idea about until I was three or four times their age, and to them, they're just normal parts of life. And, to be honest, I'm not sure if I should be happy or terrified.

Since my career requires me to work with high schoolers on a daily basis, I know the new struggles they're going through. Snapchat and e-cigarettes are ruining lives. Everything is documented on the Internet, and kids have panic attacks when they can't find their cell phones. There's this inescapable interconnectedness that's changing the way we think and operate, and it's coupled with growing pressure from parents, coaches, and schools that make it impossible for a kid to ever, well… be a kid—carefree, whimsical, and unproductive on a level that's absolutely crucial for developing creativity and confidence. But, hey, at least they have all of the best stuff.

This past Saturday, it was almost sixty degrees in Colorado Springs, so we were able to take the families to Garden of the Gods, a truly awe-inspiring park and trail system that winds through towering rock formations that no picture can do justice. Both of my kids loved the experience, and my five year old asked a lot of questions about things like the rock climbers and the staggering size of the formation. I have no doubt that the trip expanded her mind and sparked ideas that will help her grow. On top of that, she got to see her cousins, and my wife got to see her sister (along with the rest of her family that flew out with us). It really was great, but a part of me couldn't help thinking, "Couldn't we save thousands of dollars and hours of travel time by getting together in Missouri and just video chatting with our Colorado family?"

I guess that makes me sound pretty awful. But I can't help it if I like the comfort of my home—the comfort of Missouri. I've lived in Virginia. I've been all up and down the East Coast. I've been to Nevada. I've been to Florida and Mississippi. I've been to Cancun and Denmark. But there's no place like home. The ground feels different. The air smells different. Nature sounds different. I've had a lot of experiences, but Missouri is where my heart is. And I'd be perfectly content taking staycations for the rest of my life. You know, if it wouldn't be incredibly unfair to my wife and kids.

You see, I know that I love Missouri because I've experienced other places. I know I love greasy cheeseburgers and medium-rare steaks, but I also love sushi, Korean beef, crab cakes, and pad thai because I've had the chance to try them. I put my faith in Jesus because I've taken the time to (continuously) study and consider other religions, beliefs, and claims that all fall short of what I've found in Christianity. Sometimes, I take my past experiences and education for granted. I'll explain something to my kids that goes completely over their heads, and I don't understand why until I consider that there's a whole missing section of life that they just haven't gotten to yet. During our Colorado Springs trip, my five year old didn't understand why the bags of potato chips looked like they were ready to explode because she hasn't learned about atmosphere, air pressure, or altitude (though I may need to retake some classes, because I thought it would be a good idea to do a 45-minute cardio workout at 6,000 feet…). She didn't understand why she shouldn't run around and play with her cousins even though the Tylenol brought her fever down and made her feel normal again because she hasn't taken biology or physiology yet. And she didn't understand why she got spanked for lying because she hasn't seen how destructive dishonesty can become.

There's so much she has yet to learn, and every experience sheds a ray of understanding on an otherwise dark and mysterious world. Not every experience will be a good one. Some will scare. Some will scar. Some will threaten to push her down ruinous paths. But there is so much good to learn as well, and even the "bad" stuff will help her grow as long as she has a head on her shoulders and a daddy at her back.

And so, we're about to touch down in St. Louis, and stewardesses are glaring at me to put my laptop away. My daughter is now sleeping on my shoulder, and I'm a lot happier about the money we spent to go out and see family in a place truly unlike any other on Earth. Life is about experiences. It's about seizing opportunity and growing from it. It's about spreading love and compassion born out of those experiences, not hiding from them or hording them. We are created to live, to celebrate the complex and majestic world that God created for us. Whether that's on a small scale or a large one, we should appreciate every moment. Because, when it comes down to it, we will leave it all behind someday, but the memories that we created will continue on in those with whom we chose to live life.

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