#successfully so bc he managed to score my number

[idontmindifuforgetme]

character development is not immediately making up scenarios two seconds after meeting someone. i’m growing up fr

[raindropsbarzy]

needy

summary: you always want your boyfriend’s attention no matter how desperate you sound

word count: 1392

warning: strong language, mentions of smut

a/n: hii guys! okay psa i’m new to this whole hockey boys thing, i just got into them for two weeks so i don’t know a lot of things yet. i’ve always been a fan of harry styles but look where i am now lol. i write his fics too so if you wanna, go check them out on my blog . anyway, i hope you guys enjoy this new short and mediocre fic that i wrote and tell me what you think. i posted it here bc my mat’s blog keeps crashing bdsdbqjkd. anyway hope this is okay

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you and mat have been together for two years. the two of you met at one of the games that you had no plan to attend but your friend made you come. she forced you to wear a NY isles jersey though knowing you had no interest in hockey players whatsoever.

‘it’ll be fun Y/N! Plus hockey boys are cute as fuck. Time to feast your eyes’

you prayed that she was wrong but God no, she wasn’t. as the two of you sat down in one of the seats she had bought while watching the game, you found yourself intrigued with a man who has the number ‘13′ written in the back of his jersey. the way his eyes were so focused on his opponent and how he rammed the enemy against the glass was enough to make you interested.

he was too.

as he turns around to face his coach, hearing him lecture about his temper during the game, those eyes of his managed to locked with yours for a quite while.

he did a double-take at first. seemingly couldn’t believe a gorgeous woman was sitting there, watching the game while wearing his team’s jersey. Beautiful piercing eyes looking right back, and you seemed so confident as you stare at him. smirking to yourself as you watch the handsome man. his tongue licking over his pink lips while looking at you up and down. shamelessly checking you out.

throughout the entire game, you’ve noticed that he played a bit more aggressively and showing off his skills, earning a few cheers from his fellow teammates. every time he scored a goal, his eyes searched for you. as if letting you know that he’s doing it to show you off, to make you realize that he’s one hell of a player.

and now here you are, two years and still counting with your charming boyfriend. laying naked on the apartment you two share.

“baby are you busy today?” mat asks as he steps away from the bathroom, toothbrush in his mouth. Only dressed in grey sweatpants that are hanging loosely. watching you lay on the bed half-naked.

you sit up straight, glancing at his naked chest while clutching the blanket close to your chest to cover your bare breasts. “I don’t know matty. I just woke up so” you sass him, hearing him chuckle and nod his head. “but I might stop by at Olivia’s. We have a project to work on and it’s due on Monday.”

he nods once again, disappearing back into the bathroom to rinse his mouth. “why you asked?” you run your hands through your locks, untangling the knots. leaning back against the headboard.

“Tito’s having a party at his place. He wanted us to come. Told me he missed spending time with one of his favorite girls” he rolls his eyes at that, obviously feeling a bit jealous making you giggle at him. “Baby you know I only got eyes for you.” he smiles after hearing you, walking closer towards the bed when you wiggle your finger at him.

crawling towards the edge of the bed slowly, hand still gripping the blanket tightly against your breasts to make sure it doesn’t fall. He stands right before you as you get on your knees, looking up at him.

“how do you look so fucking beautiful in the morning, it’s beyond me” he breathes out, letting his hand caress your soft cheek making you lean against his palm. “I’m a lucky bastard, eh?”

with a smile, he leans down. enough to plant a soft kiss on your lips. you let out a soft whimper against his mouth. “you’re the one to talk”

the two of you continue to make out. both of his hands slowly making their way to grasp the sides of your face. you take that as an invitation to take it further. slipping your tongue subtly and successfully burying it inside of his mouth. he moans at your action and grips your face a little bit harder.

your left hand move towards his broad shoulder, thumbing lightly against his shoulder blade with your eyes close. pulling away from his mouth as you stand a bit firmer, knees still plant on the mattress. kissing down to his chin and slowly towards his neck. nipping against the sensitive skin, hearing him breathe shakily and shamelessly moan loudly.

your hot and heavy session is interrupted by a loud ringtone sitting beside the bed causing you to groan in frustration. “is that your phone?” you mumble in annoyance against his neck.

he pulls you away gently before giving you a quick kiss on your lips. “it’ll only take a second, sweets. we’ll continue this later” with a cheeky smile, he walks over to the desk and grabs his cellphone, answering it.

“Tito? Hey man, what’s up?” he cheerfully greets him, giving you his side profile with his hand on his hip. “Just woke up, it’s still quite early.”

you sit back there, glaring at your boyfriend who decides to take the call. not that you prohibiting him to talk to his friends--you’re not a crazy ass girlfriend--but you’re in the middle of something. and you need him right now.

he laughs at something Tito says, shaking his head as he replies to his best friend. that causes you to pout because he’s not giving you the attention and you’re a slut for his attention.

“matty” you whine, fixing your eyes on him and not leaving from his body. he turns to face you for a moment and holds up one finger, “one-second baby” he mouths at you.

huffing, you slump on your seat. sighing in annoyance as you wait for him to finish his call with Tito. the more you hear him laugh the more you’re becoming frustrated at him. sneaking over a look now and then to see if he’s planning to end the call.

every second that you call him by his name--even his full name-- he doesn’t budge. waving you off as he utters out more bunch of sweet nicknames hoping you’ll wait a bit longer. promising that you’ll finish what the two of you had started.

so you’ve had enough, a wicked idea comes into your mind as you smirk. unclenching your grasp around the blanket, letting the material fall to expose your bare plump breasts. now leaving you only in your pink lace panties. your nipples are already hard for him, and you’re waiting for him to take you. after that, you gently place yourself in a previous position, sitting on your knees with your thighs spread open. arching your back a little to perk your breasts even more.

“matty?” this time, you call him sweetly.

“yes baby, I promise I--oh fuck” he curses mid-sentence as he looks at you and your naked figure. eyes bug out in excitement and jaw slacks open. not taking his hazel orbs off your breasts. they look extremely inviting.

you whisper, “come here, I need you baby” rubbing your soft thighs as you pout at him, wanting your boyfriend to give in already.

he takes a sharp breath and cough. ignoring Tito’s concern through the phone, biting onto his lower lip as he watches you drag your hands towards your breasts. squeezing them is his last straw. he needs to end the call.

“I’ll call you later man, I have someone to do uh fuck I mean something. Bye.” he doesn’t wait for his friend’s response before ending it and chucks his phone away. “you’re such a naughty little devil, you know that?”

you giggle at him, slipping your finger between your teeth and biting it seductively. watching him walk over towards you, hooking his arms underneath your soft, thick thighs and pulls you close making you fall onto the bed.

“what can I say” you shrug innocently, palms gently rubbing on his chest. “I need my man to pay attention to.”

he rumbles a deep chuckle, checking out you naked tits laying before him before moving back to gaze at your stare. “so needy baby girl. so so needy.” his lips pulls a small smirk as he lets his hands wander around your plump flesh. pinching your nipples in between his long fingers, hearing you moan encourages him to go harder.

"I’m going to ruin you baby.”

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a/n: this isn’t my best but i just started and it’s two am lmao. hopefully yall like this. and this is my mat’s blog, if it doesnt crash anymore lmao

[slvtbible]

needy

summary: you always want your boyfriend’s attention no matter how desperate you sound

word count: 1392

warning: strong language, mentions of smut

a/n: hii guys! okay psa i’m new to this whole hockey boys thing, i just got into them for two weeks so i don’t know a lot of things yet. i’ve always been a fan of harry styles but look where i am now lol. i write his fics too so if you wanna, go check them out on my blog . anyway, i hope you guys enjoy this new short and mediocre fic that i wrote and tell me what you think. i posted it here bc my mat’s blog keeps crashing bdsdbqjkd. anyway hope this is okay

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you and mat have been together for two years. the two of you met at one of the games that you had no plan to attend but your friend made you come. she forced you to wear a NY isles jersey though knowing you had no interest in hockey players whatsoever.

‘it’ll be fun Y/N! Plus hockey boys are cute as fuck. Time to feast your eyes’

you prayed that she was wrong but God no, she wasn’t. as the two of you sat down in one of the seats she had bought while watching the game, you found yourself intrigued with a man who has the number ‘13′ written in the back of his jersey. the way his eyes were so focused on his opponent and how he rammed the enemy against the glass was enough to make you interested.

he was too.

as he turns around to face his coach, hearing him lecture about his temper during the game, those eyes of his managed to locked with yours for a quite while.

he did a double-take at first. seemingly couldn’t believe a gorgeous woman was sitting there, watching the game while wearing his team’s jersey. Beautiful piercing eyes looking right back, and you seemed so confident as you stare at him. smirking to yourself as you watch the handsome man. his tongue licking over his pink lips while looking at you up and down. shamelessly checking you out.

throughout the entire game, you’ve noticed that he played a bit more aggressively and showing off his skills, earning a few cheers from his fellow teammates. every time he scored a goal, his eyes searched for you. as if letting you know that he’s doing it to show you off, to make you realize that he’s one hell of a player.

and now here you are, two years and still counting with your charming boyfriend. laying naked on the apartment you two share.

“baby are you busy today?” mat asks as he steps away from the bathroom, toothbrush in his mouth. Only dressed in grey sweatpants that are hanging loosely. watching you lay on the bed half-naked.

you sit up straight, glancing at his naked chest while clutching the blanket close to your chest to cover your bare breasts. “I don’t know matty. I just woke up so” you sass him, hearing him chuckle and nod his head. “but I might stop by at Olivia’s. We have a project to work on and it’s due on Monday.”

he nods once again, disappearing back into the bathroom to rinse his mouth. “why you asked?” you run your hands through your locks, untangling the knots. leaning back against the headboard.

“Tito’s having a party at his place. He wanted us to come. Told me he missed spending time with one of his favorite girls” he rolls his eyes at that, obviously feeling a bit jealous making you giggle at him. “Baby you know I only got eyes for you.” he smiles after hearing you, walking closer towards the bed when you wiggle your finger at him.

crawling towards the edge of the bed slowly, hand still gripping the blanket tightly against your breasts to make sure it doesn’t fall. He stands right before you as you get on your knees, looking up at him.

“how do you look so fucking beautiful in the morning, it’s beyond me” he breathes out, letting his hand caress your soft cheek making you lean against his palm. “I’m a lucky bastard, eh?”

with a smile, he leans down. enough to plant a soft kiss on your lips. you let out a soft whimper against his mouth. “you’re the one to talk”

the two of you continue to make out. both of his hands slowly making their way to grasp the sides of your face. you take that as an invitation to take it further. slipping your tongue subtly and successfully burying it inside of his mouth. he moans at your action and grips your face a little bit harder.

your left hand move towards his broad shoulder, thumbing lightly against his shoulder blade with your eyes close. pulling away from his mouth as you stand a bit firmer, knees still plant on the mattress. kissing down to his chin and slowly towards his neck. nipping against the sensitive skin, hearing him breathe shakily and shamelessly moan loudly.

your hot and heavy session is interrupted by a loud ringtone sitting beside the bed causing you to groan in frustration. “is that your phone?” you mumble in annoyance against his neck.

he pulls you away gently before giving you a quick kiss on your lips. “it’ll only take a second, sweets. we’ll continue this later” with a cheeky smile, he walks over to the desk and grabs his cellphone, answering it.

“Tito? Hey man, what’s up?” he cheerfully greets him, giving you his side profile with his hand on his hip. “Just woke up, it’s still quite early.”

you sit back there, glaring at your boyfriend who decides to take the call. not that you prohibiting him to talk to his friends--you’re not a crazy ass girlfriend--but you’re in the middle of something. and you need him right now.

he laughs at something Tito says, shaking his head as he replies to his best friend. that causes you to pout because he’s not giving you the attention and you’re a slut for his attention.

“matty” you whine, fixing your eyes on him and not leaving from his body. he turns to face you for a moment and holds up one finger, “one-second baby” he mouths at you.

huffing, you slump on your seat. sighing in annoyance as you wait for him to finish his call with Tito. the more you hear him laugh the more you’re becoming frustrated at him. sneaking over a look now and then to see if he’s planning to end the call.

every second that you call him by his name--even his full name-- he doesn’t budge. waving you off as he utters out more bunch of sweet nicknames hoping you’ll wait a bit longer. promising that you’ll finish what the two of you had started.

so you’ve had enough, a wicked idea comes into your mind as you smirk. unclenching your grasp around the blanket, letting the material fall to expose your bare plump breasts. now leaving you only in your pink lace panties. your nipples are already hard for him, and you’re waiting for him to take you. after that, you gently place yourself in a previous position, sitting on your knees with your thighs spread open. arching your back a little to perk your breasts even more.

“matty?” this time, you call him sweetly.

“yes baby, I promise I--oh fuck” he curses mid-sentence as he looks at you and your naked figure. eyes bug out in excitement and jaw slacks open. not taking his hazel orbs off your breasts. they look extremely inviting.

you whisper, “come here, I need you baby” rubbing your soft thighs as you pout at him, wanting your boyfriend to give in already.

he takes a sharp breath and cough. ignoring Tito’s concern through the phone, biting onto his lower lip as he watches you drag your hands towards your breasts. squeezing them is his last straw. he needs to end the call.

“I’ll call you later man, I have someone to do uh fuck I mean something. Bye.” he doesn’t wait for his friend’s response before ending it and chucks his phone away. “you’re such a naughty little devil, you know that?”

you giggle at him, slipping your finger between your teeth and biting it seductively. watching him walk over towards you, hooking his arms underneath your soft, thick thighs and pulls you close making you fall onto the bed.

“what can I say” you shrug innocently, palms gently rubbing on his chest. “I need my man to pay attention to.”

he rumbles a deep chuckle, checking out you naked tits laying before him before moving back to gaze at your stare. “so needy baby girl. so so needy.” his lips pulls a small smirk as he lets his hands wander around your plump flesh. pinching your nipples in between his long fingers, hearing you moan encourages him to go harder.

"I’m going to ruin you baby.”

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a/n: this isn’t my best but i just started and it’s two am lmao. hopefully yall like this. and this is my mat’s blog, if it doesnt crash anymore lmao

[friendofthecrows]

I will also say that the results of IQ tests are sometimes unreliable because of how the scores are calculated and given.

Like my mom got tested many times as a kid, mostly thanks to grandpa being a child behavioral psychologist. She always scored 200 or very close to it and was told that's "not really a valid score" because she's Native American and they develop faster, so compared to white kids of the same age she'd naturally be on the upper end. Which, fair enough, but given the range of development for kids regardless of race, wouldn't that kind of invalidate giving children IQ scores altogether?

Later she was tested in college and also scored a 200, and was told that meant there was "something wrong with the test" since it "should be impossible."

And meanwhile, if you look up the highest IQs people get numbers above 250, which should be impossible given the test is meant to be scored on a scale of 200. So, you know there's variance in how IQ is scored and whether those scores are considered valid.

Funny story about that actually, so at my mom’s old company, there was this guy who was there for a bit until my mom fired him who was really into IQ. I mean, he seemed to believe it was the end all be all of intelligence, which was, in his view, the most important thing about a person. We’ll call him INT nut. So, INT nut had the whole office tested bc like, why not? And everyone else thought this was pretty fun so most of them went along with it. One of my mom’s friends, whom we’ll call Tree, is smart but not full-on brilliant. And INT nut looked down on Tree because he thought she was stupid (she isn’t). So IQ test time, and Tree is not taking this seriously at all, so she guesses on half the questions, but she doesn’t tell anyone this, except for my mom, because I kid you not, she scored 193. And she Knows mom will find this hilarious. Insanely high, due to Guessing Correctly Really Fast. Timed IQ tests factor in how quickly you can figure out the answers. And if you had weirdly good luck like Tree, well. Real geniuses don’t even have to look at the questions, I guess. They never tell INT nut. INT nut meanwhile starts treating Tree completely differently, so it worked out in the end.

On the other hand, my sister managed to score a 3 one time because she kept getting distracted so it took forever and she also somehow got a bunch wrong despite being objectively average-ish intelligence or better.

So like, on top of high IQ being correlated with depression, which as we know can make things difficult, IQ itself is a kind of unreliable measure of intelligence as a whole.

And I think people are for the most part balanced characters, if you have a bunch of points in INT whoopsie you have the mento illness (or some other issues). No one is good at everything and has every possible advantage and a perfect mindset and life and etc. So anyways, I think smart people should put less pressure on themselves, especially considering the average age of people on this site is young adulthood. Every genius I know that didn’t have rich parents and still ended up successful wasn’t successful until their late 30s at the earliest.

And there are plenty that never ended up financially successful at all. My mom’s uncle Cliff was a classic mad scientist who, for example, figured out how to 3D print houses in the 80s and successfully did so, but was so shit at anything financial or business oriented, and also anything having to do with networking, initiative, or any form of ambition, that he died poor, which he was ok with but many people saw as a waste, since he didn’t do much with his many inventions.

I know that personally, being the child of two very successful geniuses who started out poor, growing up I always thought I should have done something remarkable by now. I mean, I have both money and intelligence. I’ve had multiple types of cognitive testing and each time I land in the 99th percentile or better (some were nice enough to include decimals; I’ve gotten as high as 99.9th percentile). So, what’s the issue? And yeah I can make excuses, like poor mental and physical health, but everyone has issues, so clearly I’m just Not Good Enough somehow??? And anyways I’d like to say that all of that is stupid. It’s a common train of thought for smart people, but it’s also absolute bullshit. Society is wrong about what intelligence means as far as overall functioning and success, and personally, I think society is wrong about how we measure success in the first place.

You are doing fine and you will be fine and your high IQ or lack thereof is not very important.

(And wow that was WAY LONGER than I meant for it to be.)

Weird to read over the Twitter threads like "I just can't believe all these historical figures reputed as great geniuses had IQs as high as 140", because like, I test around 175. People can be smart! Someone's gonna be the long tail.

[mythological-survivor-no-mikoto]

Episode 2 - hello i am wasted - Abrielle

The round began with a Jigsaw Puzzle Reward challenge. The reward challenge came down to a very close battle with only 12 minutes separating the winning tribe from the losing tribe. Awashima however, managed to secure the victory and the reward. The immunity challenge was a match-up game of Dots and Boxes. Both tribes quickly got into battle, finishing the challenge the night it was announced. Awashima defeated Hiroku 5-2 in the challenge, giving them their first immunity win of the season.

After the results were announced, Sam was quick to throw out Zac’s name to Constance. However, Constance flipped it onto Odd for being inactive socially and Sam agreed. Sam quickly set out trying to gather the votes to go after Odd. However, many people felt Sam was also lacking socially and viewed Odd as a challenge asset and the vote turned towards Odd. Olivia initially felt like taking out Sam was not a good idea, viewing him as a more social player. However, despite efforts to attempt to flip the vote, Sam was voted out in a unanimous 9-1 vote.

“I saw my life FLASH before my eyes. I really thought I was strutting out with an idol. FIRST BOOT”

Vi mentions to Adam she’s glad they have a connection: “I have a connection...? glad I know about it” 

10 minutes later, after talking with Vi: “I. Fucking. Love her”

“I really like corinda”

“im ready to kick ass and take names. also im still so woke at the fact that i was just given an idol like. my mind”

Constance goes on an expedition to the Sado Gold mine and was exiled for 12 hours.

“Alright. That's easy, since by the time I go to work I'll be good to talk to people anyways, oop”

During the jigsaw challenge, Katie and Regan were playing Animal Crossing together: “might ahve wasted a minute hitting regan with a net”

“My dream core 3 would be nikias myself and corinda. Bc I know Abby has connections with Rachael and aly has connections with Constance.” 

“Ok I know us losing is tragic but DID YALL SEE MY TIME COMPARED TO ALL THE OTHER HARDS AHAHAHA. Why tf didn’t vi do hard she’s amazing at puzzles”

“how crazy is it that the one person that my score didn't beat was surprisingly the secret one I went up against?!?!?!”

During the match up challenge:

“that was a floor wipe of a first match up”

“2 out of idk am I about to jinx us and make us lose? we'll see”

“Man em is hard to carry a convo with. she just doesn’t give much in conversation”

On his third expedition of the day went to Kanto Plains in Honshu and did the Jenga challenge where he stacked 14 plates to earn 14 expedition tickets 

“FUCKING OMGGGGG. BEST PRIZE EVER”

“I hate pre-merge tribal councils. In my games i am usually out either pre-merge or towards the end. Timing is important and the time for safety on this tribe is over, I trust Olivia and Aly. I like what we created yesterday and the dynamic of it, i don't think i am a target at the moment since they are people who barely talk in this game. I think one of the guys will be going home which would be probably either Sam or ODD i believe, or even Zach since his challenge score have been horrible, i mean i am not talking about the puzzle but how the hell did he lose 24-1? did he throw it for whatever reason? like it feels like you have to try to have a score against you that bad, on the other site V looks like a genious based on her challenge scores so it may just have nothing to do with what Zach did but how smart V is actually.”

So Constance suggested an alliance between me Abby and Him, i think that's another good idea, i just think i may would have to change the dynamics of the bigger alliance chat. Unless i can connect these 2 alliances with each other someway somehow, i may should try to avoid the concept of a bigger alliance at the moment. Idk if Abby see's me in with the alliance that Aly, me and Olivia are trying to make and then she see me in our Trio potential alliance could get me in trouble.”

“yes, yes. To be honest i was hoping to get out Sam instead of ODD and the best thing is that i didn't even have to try hard for it, in this vote my goal was to try to have an unite tribe while at the same time i want it to be strong and ready for the next challenge. Odd is a challenge beast, you can't take that away from him even if his social game is not existing as much at the moment. I was on call with Constance and he was pretty locked on ODD but since he change his mind about the vote and ODD messaged him everything changes, intersting isn't it? Anuway i don't mind that, Constance seems like a good shield for me at the moment and i like that for my game. Right now he is giving the result that i want with out me even have to try hard about it.”

“As man, I really would prefer odd to be voted out rather than Sam. I can see Sam as a future vote and someone I could have a side alliance with if I earn his trust. Odd never fucking talks and he might be better at challenges than Sam? But like who’s to say. I’d rather have someone who gives a shit about the tribe than someone who is MIA lol. And see Sam stepped up to the plate for the challenge and accepted it last night while odd didn’t. Where was odd? Who knows”

Olivia goes on an expedition to the Kanto plains on Honshu, where she completes a challenge requiring her to name and post pictures of birds. She earns the maximum possible advantage: a plus 20% challenge multiplier for the next eligible immunity challenge

“oh fuck yeah”

“Sam is 14 and doesn’t talk a lot but he talks in the tribe chat and in PMs more. Odd never talks in the tribe chat and is bad about talking in PMs and doesn’t talk about gameplay. Sam doesn’t do great in challenges but he at least tried the last one and odd didn’t! But everyone seems dead set on voting Sam out. Is it worth trying to keep Sam in? Or should I just go with the flow. Someone started the hit on Sam and I’m hearing the same thing from everybody”

“we really did that. Stan Olivia and her win. I can’t believe how close some of the wins were and how long it took” 

“it’s really neat when you put a couple votes on someone and they come back and tell you you’re their closest person on the tribe 🙃 hope my girl Abby is safe at tribal tonight ❤️”

“well my tribe is super boring I like Rachael. I like Katie what a queen she’s my number one. Marc I was shocked to see here. Happy he’s here love him. I dont really talk to Adam much Jay and I hosted multiple tumblr seasons together””

https://youtu.be/arjTCA2SN_g

“It seems as though this first vote for our tribe is going to be a pretty straightforward one. It was down between Odd and Sam from what the consensus has said and while Odd may not be as talkative, he is someone who excels in competitions from the looks of it, whereas Sam does decent in competitions but has rarely spoken to anyone. If it is to be me this round for some miraculous reason, I'd be very surprised, seeing as I have given everyone nothing but respect and effort on the tribe. I really feel like I can move forward with this tribe with the connections I have if I successfully survive any tribal councils we go to. I am just remaining positive like I have been and hoping for the best!”

“hello i am wasted but here to make a confessional hehehe. soooooooo i am here to update that not much has happened since my last confessional, it seems like everyone is on the same page and there will be a unanimous vote for sam. im hoping this is the case and im not being lied to but we'll see!”

“Sam - man, I tried. I tried”