#I KNOW THESE ARE USALLY FOR A GOOD CAUSE AND I FEEL LIKE SHIT ABOUT NOT RBING BUT I REFUSE TOO DO IT BECAUSE I DONT WANT MY LOVELY FRIENDS

[antipathy-arsonist]

"reblog or you're a bad person" have you considered your the one being an asshole right now?

IM JUST AUUGGGH !!!!! i know ive complained about this already but. its just. so exhausting. ive tried blocking tags like "reblog bait" or "guilt tripping" BUT IT DOESNT WORK CUS THESE PEOPLE WONT TAG IT LIKE THAT AND PEOPLE WHO REBLOG DONT TAG IT EITHER

if your someone who feels the need to rb these posts [ WHICH I GET BTW this guilt tripping makes people feel like shit] and you add those tags ily sm <3

[mikalame]

HI MAMAAA💕💕💕

can u maybe write some birthday head w bill or tom?! (maybe both👀)

PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE WITH A CHERRY ON TOPP!!!!!!

NPPPP POOKIEEE sorry i haven't been writing lately lol and im sorry if you meant head canon and dont smut i can do fluff if yall want tho

taglist:@oppopotamus@saumspam@violentnewmarley@adissonsss

Bill

Going down on him whiles he in and out of sleep his hip would probs wake him up as he keep thrusting into your mouth.

When he does wake up, hes gonna be really senstive, whiney and that sorta stuff gripping onto your hair making you go further

when it comes to actully having sex he gonna be really lovey dovey you whispering happy birthdays and him saying i love you's

evrything about sex would be really soft and lovey, you would be doing most the work tho (he LOVES seeing you on top)

you leave dark hickeys all over his neck and collar bone, he leaves little love bites on your aswell, you would drag your nails on his skin softy writing happy b-day on his chest.

after wards when he blows out the birthday candles with tom you give him as many kisses hes turing like if he turing 19 your giving him 19 kisses yk

You two baking a shit ton of things that take a couple weeks to eat through all of it and your giving the majority of it to the rest of the band .

getting him a bouqe of all him favourite flowers and him just ADORING them he makes sure their all presteen and well loved.

Going out for dinner and you paying because he usally pays and you just wanted him to relax (plus you were planning this for ages)

Tom

Instead of you waking up him up with sex he waking yo up with sex its like 5 in the morning and you wake up with a sweating tom behind you going ham saying 'my first birthday present'

kinda just wants you to let him have control but you would be having sex everywhere round the house (kitchen, bathroom,.... BALCONY)

Would leave deep hickeys on you but wouldn't be a big fan to have them on himself he would say stuff like 'everyone needs to see how good my first present was'

when hes a bit spent and tired but still kinda horny he like if you would just cock warm him and sit and watch tv, would thrust up every now and again

would have you suck him off pretty regularly through out the day but when he need a little rest hell just spend it in between your legs

You two would try and bake but it would just end to sit you would end up sitting on the couch eating uncooked cookie dough

when the rest off the gang is there you guys would do a big movie marathon and would stay up till god knows what time watching, eating and just mucking around

i think toms not a big fan of going out to dinner cause of fans so you guys are ordering him fav thing and eating at home doing cute little couple stuff

for his present you would get him something that he really wants but each time through out the year you say you would buy it for he says no so when you do give it his eye light up and he starts saying big thanks and all that

i feel like he'd would like to decorate his own cake so your buying a bland cake and buying icing and you two are trying to make it look super professional at the start then messing around at the end not trying to hard

hope you all enjoyy

[junosinvasive]

I can't believe how actually in love we are. Like genuinely they're everything we could want. Always so sweet to us, like even when fucking angry or sad takes the time not to just be shit. We both know alot of the time it would be really easy to start arguments, but we don't want to. We don't want to have you argue with them cause in the end we would try our best to fix it right away so why not prevent it. Rambling again. But they're also so fucking talented, like dude, whenever they sing we always listen no matter what and fuck its so good. I cannot fucking get over how nice and good and comforting that shit is. They're our sun, forever the warmth and brightness in our life because we are not letting them go. We would go to hell and back to heaven with them, we would discover new planents to name after them, alot of us wouldn't even go back to our own sources/homes if it meant leaving them now. People who only had missing have something worth staying for. We are forever going to want them. Nothing could change that. They are everything to us. They're also so fucking handsome. Their features are really soft and round but in a really fucking ugh/pos way. And yeah to some people ig shit like acne or messy hair or shit like that might be deemed unattractive or some shit but fuck no its so hot guys like ugh like ugh I should not be allowed to talk. Apparently we need to rant about their nose, it fits their face really well and suits all their features, sits really nice with the glasses they have and hehehe, you can tell who's typing this bit/silly. It just feels very androgynous to me in a way I can't explain uh anyways. They really mean everything to us. We could not want anything more. We could go on for hours but we will stop here. Collective rambling is kinda fun and also has a certain level of being able to say the shit we usally wouldn't

[rurifangirl]

imma send in asks w different oc series aight💃💃💃💃

also have babei cat for the soul💅

may we learn more bout how avril's and quinn's world works to heal the earth👁

AND BONE. what's up w them. will they get a post oorrr👁

how did quinn and avril meet. do they have any remarkable moments from their relationship💃

what's bones relationship w em

do they have an antagonist👁 its for reaserch purposes

what music gandra do ya think they'd listen to

how would they type? would they use emojis, uwu, etc

OH IT'S A LONG BOY

At least the first one, tho i can see Bones ask so 😭

ALSO HERA BB BEFORE I CONTINUE🤍🤍🤍

may we learn more bout how avril's and quinn's world works to heal the earth👁

OKAY SO

First things first, despite of where Rui n the gang come from world, this Is really more advanced, thecnologicaly speaking. And it Is from the future, as theirs Is far more "raw", for a lack of better word.

The world is divided between layers, and all of them do have their perks. For example, the highest one is the more advanced, and has its supremacy on every other floors. The lowest one Is usally the roughest one, being the most poor and not having much resources. Let's say Quinn and Avril are in one of its top ones, even if Quinn spoiler did come from a much lower place. There also are floors purely for civils, and others for training, so on and so fourth.

As you mightve guessed on what i did with Avril and you'll see w Bone, it's not purely too human either. Sure, most of them are or at least are humanoid, but there are so called monsters, especially from the lowest floors.

I'm not fully sure about how many species I'll introduce, since even the world building is kinda work in progress, but I plan for at least 10. Even if that's the minimum.

Another thing, humans do not however have magic, and in this fantasy world it's important, mainly to defend yourself.

So, there are blacksmiths specialized in creating weapons with the usage of It, either coming from deceased corpses who do not need It anymore or even using their own. In fact, Quinn does have some of them. Avril doesn't need It, since he Is part demon , and rather uses normal weapons and puts upon them her own magic.

Idk if i gotta add some other things, n since this Is in fact pretty long I'll leave this here. If ya have more questions on this, feel free to ask.

AND BONE. what's up w them. will they get a post oorrr👁

OH YES YES THEY WILL, I JUST HAVE TO WORK ON THEIR DESIGN AND I'LL LET YA KNOW MORE.

For now, all ya gotta know Is that they're the ghost guy, not sure either about a personality, but probably will go for something sneaky. Their cause of death will be desplayed in their final design so👁️

how did quinn and avril meet. do they have any remarkable moments from their relationship💃

They met when Avril got assigned to work in Quinn's department, and as such Quinn just introduced themselves, and from that the relationship moves on.

For It to progress, Avril will invite them to hang out, have some little book dates, and generally getting closer even during missions. One thing remarkable is Avril's reveal.

Let's say,, Quinn doesn't have much of a good time w demons so, even if that fucked for a bit, enstaured a lot more trust between them. In fact, after that, they do get a lot closer than ever, and actually getting officially in a relationship months later.

what's bones relationship w em

Bones really likes Quinn, so that for sure. They both usually hang out, far more than with Avril due to his behaviour on staying alone for long periods of time.

For Avril,, it's complicated, but they do recognize her worth, even if they don't show it.

do they have an antagonist👁 its for reaserch purposes

AHHHH THEY WILL HAVE YES!! I JUST NEED TO FINISH BONE AND THEIR CHARACTERS WILL BE INTRODUCED

And,, i have the feeling one of them will give ya the gay gay homosexual gay 👁️👁️ not spolin anythinnn

what music gandra do ya think they'd listen to

Quinn doesn't really care about following a special genre, so anything goes amazing for them.

Avril is more into a metalhead/rock category tbh, but even then, likes other genres too.

Bone,, listens to daycores. Of everything. Don't call them edgy i do the same shit 🤡

how would they type? would they use emojis, uwu, etc

WHDKLAKSJDJD QUINN WOULD USE OWO BUT COMPLETELY IRONICALLY

Other than that they'd use things like "^^ / <3"

Avril does use the "😎" emoji ironically w Quinn. Otherwise he doesn't use much other.

Bone has capslock always up if that helps

Tags undercut:

@a-chaotic-dumbass @spoopy-fish-writes @damnfoxx @dopesaladlady @nadi-117 @audre-falrose @infra-jaded

[aquarius-hood1996]

When I'm With You - C.H.

Summary: Calum is on a much needed break when he meets the one person who can make him feel himself again.

A/N: This is inspired by the song I like me better by Lauv. The moodboard is made by me as well. 

To be young and in love in New York City

To not know who I am

But still know that I’m good long as you’re here with me

To be drunk and in love in New York City

Midnight into morning coffee, burning through the hours talking

Damn

Calum can exactly remember how he met you for the first time. He was on vacation. Finally seeing New York. Not being there to promote another album or having to do any kind of band stuff. This should be a way to lay low for a while.

A time he desperately needed. Already on the verge of feeling like he was losing himself a long time ago and not knowing how to turn back. The dark haired man knew how much he troubled his friends and mostly family with his behaviour recently.

But there was nothing any of them could do. It was not his family or friends fault. Being in the industry, everything was so self-centred and usually Calum did a good job staying low and keep his feet on the ground. Lately he recognized his own change and he didn’t like that at all.

So, he made the decision to take some time to himself and try to figure everything out. In his mind, there would be no better place than New York to exactly do that. It was the one place that did hold good memories for him. Something that was far away and still could feel like home.

It was Calums first night in New York. Just flown in, he decided to start off with having a night out. No party, just a little bar and a drink. After taking his wallet and key card leaving his room and making the way out of the hotel.

He walked for a while around the neighbourhood. Looking around and catching a few sights, taking mental notes on what he wants to see later before spotting an inconspicuous bar. All black and just with a little light but still homely. Exactly what he had been searching for.

It’s not a big one and there are not many guests as well. Everything is wooden, a counter taking place on the right side of it. Sofas are pressed against the light grey walls and in the middle is decorated with lots of tables and chairs.

Calum orders himself a beer and sits on one of the sofas that are standing in a corner. Being careful that not too many people can see him but him still being able to sit around and watch others. He would much prefer to stay incognito for a while. Calum knew that people in New York barely gave a shit but as of now he rather be safe than sorry.

Looking around the bar someone is catching his attention immediately. The way they leaned against the chair, strands of hair falling into their face while they seemed to be engrossed into the book they are holding. The sleeves of a black hoodie tucked over their hands. A bottle of beer standing in front of them.

The Y/E/C coloured eyes following the lines that are written, completely blacking out all surroundings. At least until they takes a sip from your beverage.

That’s when they catch Calum watching. A small smile gracing their lips and swears he can hear his heart stop beating, trying to catch his breath. Him thinking how stunning the person is. But at the same time shaking his head. He feels crazy for being so intrigued over a stranger at a bar. Sure he was no stranger for making friends that way. But it was usally when he went out with the boys to party. Not while he was sitting around basically lonely in a bar.

Little did he know that you feel the same about him. The brown coloured eyes watching them but in no disturbing way. As soon as he sees you watching, he turns his gaze somewhere else. A faint colour of red on his cheeks, making you chuckle over it. He is cute and in a way he also felt familiar to you but nevertheless very cute.

You turn your attention back to the book to the relieve of Calum. Meanwhile he secretly tries to steal glances at you, for whatever reason contemplating if he should get up and talk to you or if that would be just too crazy. He was never a shy person, always outgoing and down for an adventure. During the change and uncertain, Calum get nervous. He starts playing with his hands, trying to get his mind somewhere else. It doesn’t work. From time to time he still takes a glimpse back to you.

Both of them taking a glance at the same time and his eyes are switching fast enough to the empty bottle in front of him. That’s at least what he thinks until someone coughs in front of him. His eyes widen and Calums mouth slightly falling open when he sees you standing there.

A smile on your face and book in one hand, extending the other one to him.

“Hi.” Your voice sounding soft and kind to him. He stares for a moment before taking your hand in his.

“H-Hi.” He stumbles over the greeting.

“Soo. I saw you watching me and thought I would at least introduce myself.” He could hear the teasing voice and instantly turned a shade of red again.

“I-Im so sorry.”You interrupted him fast.

“Don’t worry, I saw you kinda, too.” Both of you laughing about the situation.

“Would you mind if I take the seat?” The brunette showed that he was okay with it and soon the conversation started to flow.

I like me better when I’m with you

I like me better when I’m with you

I knew from the first time, I’d stay for a long time, ‘cause

I like me better when-

I like me better when I’m with you

Turns out that you kinda did know who Calum was. Just in other ways he had thought. Having a cousin who was a big 5SOS fan, you were more or less forced to listen to some of his music. Being a fan but not like he had expected.

You were a pleasant surprise. The two connected in a lot of ways. It started from having similar interests, pet peeves as well the reason why you two found your way to New York. Taking time off to see a little bit from the world and find yourselves.

Both stayed the whole night together, talking, taking glances at each other and just enjoying each other company. Shy Calum dissappeareand for the first time in a long time there was his old self. Making fun, enjoying the time he was having without the pressure of maintaining a perfect imagine for the media or who knows what.

Calum, at first, was a little unsure because he didn’t know if he could trust you. But as time went on he started to feel a lot more comfortable with you. Starting to give him a safe feeling as the conversation went on. He knew he couldnt completely let his guard down, yet. But when time came around two in the morning and the bar started to close down he started to feel disappointed that soon your ways could split. He enjoyed the time and was not ready to let you go, yet. So, he took all of his confidence and ask your number which you gladly gave him.

It felt like a connection between the two, nothing to be named yet but nevertheless, it felt good. Both wanting to know more about each other and at least get to spend some more time with the stranger who gave them a close feeling.

I don’t know what it is but I got that feeling

Waking up in this bed next to you

Swear the room, yeah, it got no ceiling

If we lay, let the day just pass us by

I might get to too much talkin’, I might have to tell you somethin’

Damn

The morning after you two met, you went for a coffee in an 80’s inspired bistro. It was one of the funniest things Cal ever did. Talking about past, present, dreams, futures, jokes and all you two could think about. It felt natural, normal and all in all like you knew each other much longer than a day.

The week continued with both owalkingf you spending time together. Going through the Central Park where first his pinky would graze yours until his hand would hold yours. A smile playing along both of your faces. Calum and you would visit different sights. Seeing the Liberty of State, Staten Island or going to different museums or just spending time in their rooms talking.

Another Highlight was the Empire State Building. Both of you always wanting to go there. The view was incredible, but someone was more intriguing to him. You.

Leaning against a little bit behind, he watched how you took a few photos of it. He could imagine how you must be smiling over it. Just as you were trying to take another picture of the sunset, he slung his arms around your waist.

“Sorry.” He cheeky whispered with his mouth pressed against your hair.

Your sweet scent filling his nose and for a moment he closed his eyes inhaling it. He only had a few days left until he would have to leave New York and you. Trying to hold onto the time a little bit more, he didn’t want to go. Meanwhile you had turned your camera around and took a photo of you two together.

Calum opened his eyes, smiling into the lens before pressing a kiss onto your head. You looked up to him. Smiling at him before he lowered his head and pressed a short and sweet kiss to your lips. You turned around, your hands crossing over his neck before pressing him down to you and kissing him again. This time both of your lips pressing longer together, moving against each other.

He places his forehead on yours once you started to loosen the kiss. Both having your eyes closed for a moment to enjoy each other’s presence. Slowly opening his eyes, he sees you watching him. Taking all of him in. A huge smile not able to hide on your face. He smiles back. His eyes twinkling at you.

His hand cupping your cheeks. Before taking your hand and leading you down again. The sun has already set, and it starts getting cold so both of you decide to go back visit the dinner you went earlier the week.

When you two walk into the pink themed dinner, hands holding, the waitress is smiling. You two take a up a little pink booth in the back. Both ordering a coffee and a tea with strawberry cheesecake. As soon as the waitress leaves the two continue to smile at each other and Calum could swear he has not stop smiling since the night you both met in the bar.

When your beverages arrive, Cal can see you crinkling your nose over his. A small laugh escaping his lips.

“What is it now, love?” You force your eyes away from his tea, your cheeks heating up in embarrassment over being caught by him.

“I don’t get how you can drink your tea with milk.”

“I can’t believe how you can drink your coffee without it.” He teases. Grinning at each other before laughing about it. You cross yours and his fingers on the table and Cal swears he feels like so intoxicated by you. It’s the good kind. The one that makes him smile so hard and he can’t stop. His stomach tingling like there are actual butterflies or whatever people believe in.

He rubs his thumb over your hand, pressing light kisses on to it once or twice, while the two continue to talk over god and the world.

Stay awhile, stay awhile

Stay here with me

Stay awhile, stay awhile, oh

Stay awhile, stay awhile

Stay here with me

Lay here with me

It’s three days before Calum has go back to L.A. and he still feels like he is not ready to. Not willing to let you go, if he could ever at this point. It’s raining outside when he asks you to come to his room to spend the day. He doesn’t feel like exploring, just laying next to you and enjoying each other’s presence.

But you have other plans for him. Lying to him and telling that the clerk doesn’t let you in. Calum is forced to go to the entrance of the hotel. That’s where you are standing, waiting for him with an umbrella in the hand and a big smile.

He can’t help himself but to smile back at you. His jacket in one hand, pressing a light kiss to your forehead as he hugs You. Your arms naturally going around his waist. They are not leaving as he leans back.

“Didn’t you say, you don’t get in?” He teases you.

A smug smile on your face. “I lied.”

“Why?”

You press your hands against his sides.

“Because it rains.” A laugh escaping him.

“Love, hate to break it to you but I once lived in england. It constant raining there.” You playfully roll your eyes at him before crossing your hands behind his neck and pressing him down.

“Very funny.” Your lips hovering over his.

“You know what rain means?” He is intoxicated by your scent as you whisper. He wants to press his lips against yours but you slowly lean back.

“It means…” You continue before taking his hand.

“That we need to go dance.” Dragging him outside into the rain. Cal looks up to the sky and it’s pouring.

But it’s not concerning them. Their holding hands and just start dancing in the middle of the sidewalk. He can feel his hair even more curling and in the matter of seconds both are soaked. After what felt like eternity Cal stops you and presses himself against you once again. Holding your cheeks while slowly pressing his lips against your after giving them a little squish.

When both stop to take a breath and the maori man whispers

“You know what you remind me of?” You shake your head while he smiles.

“Home and I w-wanted to ask if y-you would like to come to L.A. with me?” Your eyes widen and her mouth falls open.

“Do you mean that?” You nervously asks.

“Of course. I only have a few days left but I’m not ready to let you go. I didn’t say it until now, but you make me feel incredible. I feel at home in your arms and I need you. If it wouldn’t be too early, I would say three different words.”

Calums eyes are closed, and his head is pressed against yours as he talks. He can’t see it, but your eyes are glazed over his words. You squish his cheeks back a bit before pressing your lips against his.

“Yes.” The brunette man opens his eyes at you, starts smiling and twirling you around.

Both laughing like little kids. They spend a while like this until running back into the hotel and Calums room.

I knew from the first time, I’d stay for a long time ,cause

I like me better when I’m with you (yes, I do, yes, I do, babe)

I like me better when I’m with you (ooh, no)

I like me better when

I like me better when I’m with you

Better when, I like me better when I’m with you

Now he is watching you, sleeping peacefully next to him. The next morning having already arrived. Having talked through a night again and falling asleep next to each other. He doesn’t know how it happened, but he feels like the kid from Australia again. Calum starts to feel like himself. Like he is content and happy with the world for once. If he knows one thing for certain than that he would onto it, hold onto you. For as long as he could. He truly liked himself better and only because of you.

[missputotyra]

Its not really 'anti' if they're talking about canon characterization of jiang cheng (not under content or stories, just on their own blogs, and if they're answering fanon and canon things, they either cover the names to prevent problems, or just says things jiang cheng did canonically (like killing innocent people) or him being canonically an antagonist character) can that be classified as 'anti'?

I understand that , I’m pretty fine with Canon character analysis and critic ,it’s that a lot of good Anti JC Points and even good Stan points can get Cluttered in the mess of Fandom critic and insulting the other side . Just comes off as really Basis and Scummy to me , the good ones usally leave fandom out the Analysis both Anti and Stan opinion and don’t go Out thier way to insult them when the ask had nothing to do with Stans ( Like talking about Wei Wuxian , getting to a part where the they have talk about JC Saying “JC Stans are in denial JC Is a horrible piece of shit and Stans Should open thier eyes to - Insert character who is not JC-“) . It might be because I come from Deviantart where a lot of rabid haters talk alot like anti JC .

People who cover up Names , Copy paste or just describe the Tweets Are okay .Those who link straight to Twitter account cause they don’t like what they said to blow a Simple “ I just notice Jiang Cheng called Wei Wuxian A-Xian in the Untamed post “ Out of proportion are Not okay even if they are a small amount It still wrong .

so no the Normal activites of Anti JC are not what Classifiy as Anti .

The way they negatively look at JC ,Stan and Even fan talk positively about him and know that canon is different from Headcanon . You can talk about canon Madame Yu , JC and JGY without insulting Stans or Fanon , . That is what I tend to Consider anti

Oh and going out your Way to harass JC positve Posts cause that just happened to me about a post that basically Just said what is JC’s role And that I didnt feel like he was needed in the story after WWX’s resurrection.

[melomaniac123]

My friend amber is only of the only people I feel understood by i like being around her idc what anyone else says, i dont have to force anything we just naturally get a long even with people I think are great people i dont always have a great friendship with them I have to force it it’s not like that. For the most part we’re pretty similar we’re both creative she likes art shes gay 💀 and she’s funny and she laughs a lot just like me. I’m really glad I met her not even just her but her family I really like too of course I don’t know what they say behind close doors hbu to like to think it’s good probably gonna make this longer but my phones gonna die. Ik people think it’s corny but idc cause i could get hit by a bus tommorow. I feel like even though theyres obvious small issues I always at least feel understood, she has a high self awareness which I can appreciate and I know she goes through stuff she doesn’t talk about and i don’t feel like she does anything for attention it’s all genuine there’s some people I think use it as a aesthetic more than anything but not her. It feels like I’ve known her longer than I have she reminds me of someone I just can’t figure out who 😭😭 I admire how she does 3d art that shit is 10 times harder than 2 dimension art theres so many other factors but whatever she does is always intresting I know she thinks Im annoying sometimes because i laugh a lot. But then again she thinks a lot of people are annoying so iggg it’s not personal. The only thing is she’s a little judgmental so I’m usally on egg shells around her and self conscious about everything.

[noki-bb]

August 1, 2018 dream

I'm writing my dreams on here cause they're pretty fucking wild.

In the first part of the dream I was in this facility it was mostly white and kinda like a office. I was one of the workers there and we were trying to create monsters like the ones from monsters inc. I was a caretaker for *badumdumdmdm* Sulley from monsters inc. I was also a ancient treasure researcher. And one of the recent treasures was a I think it was like a box. Anyway I go to flashback of the story and basically this grandma commited suicide on this swampy island and the grandpa did it after to be with her. 10+ years the grandson and his fiance decide to go to the island and explore, but before they could reach shore something flipped the boat and they drowned. Then the ghost of the grandson was like "Omg we died no" and the grandma appears and is like "find her before she is lost" and then he was like "omg you're real" then jumps into the lake.

Then it kinda goes into this party room, kinda future-y. Basically in was like a rectangle room with balcony all around it and there was a movable platform that could have a pole in the middle lol. And people were just partying and having a good time they were playing like Tyler the creator and some other stuff. I was with this random girl and she was drunk as hell and tried to do moves on yhe but she got off cause I dragged her ass back. And that was it

Thennn it goes into this white room halfway filled with water there was drawer filled with the ancient/ possessed stuff and there was a box where I could hide some of the stuff cause it had this shitty lock. And I hide the box, then I kinda wander around and talk with the ghost and leave. I get called to the boss office and I have to take Sulley with me. I get fired, Sulley gets mad then we escape and now we are both wanted. The mom from incredibles help Sulley escape while I escape through the fire emergency exit. But guess what all the doors were closed so I kinda hid under the stairs and see these two guys land in the middle of the stairway and kick the door open to this house. I walk out and head into the first room I see with the doors open. Which was a bedroom it had a queen sized bed in the middle with the lomg way againdt the wall. The room had orange-almost white walls, and the bed a orange-red diamond design on the comforter. The blanket was messy so I fixed it and lay on the bed and I find Dolly (childhood plushie) and just hug it.

Then I get pushed into another, this time im in my city. It was dark and it had almost no cars somebody was with me, but I don't know where they went. I walk across the street to find bright light from one of the stores. The sign read some "Warhead" and head the warhead guy on there. I walk in and its kinda like a art therapy for elders but everyone is welcome. It was big on the inside had a big entry way abd had little steps to go the main room which had a table and chairs. It was white and looks like a art exbihit. I sat on was of the chairs and my sister appears in front of me. We get this paper where we had to answer questions the first one was name. I suddenly my vision gets blurry and I feel tired. This usally happens, its annoying. I scribble my name, people are talking around me I csnt hear them. then this grandpa turns his paper in and is blabbering about something it was so cute he was all cheery and shit. Then @yeetedmonster walks in and we are like yayy you actually came. She sits and does the paper, I barely did mine and we talk and bit then the owner-she was a lady chubby, brown eyes, had black hair, late 40's, and was either Tongan or something. Shushes us she was mean I hate her. Thennn my cousin comes in and is like "I was worried about you guys. Like why did you do that, we were searching everywhere blah blah blah" and we leave with yeetle and get into her car and drive home. And this point it was pitch black and nobody was out. The End

[mushroom-dragon]

I was starting an LGBTQIA+ D&D group and this kid was annoying me (He was an cishet ally, and he was a fake one) and so I kicked him from the group.

Me: So there are a lot of reasons, including the fact that you tend to misgender me and you aren't LGBT, and i do not want to risk you misgendering my friends, plus you try and take over the story all the time, adding whole continents and shit.

This went on for a while, but like, i stopped replying. I didn't read the messages he left until like a week and a half later (He left 36 messages) and honestly there are some real gems here.

Alex: Also it's not like i care but you are discrimanating aginst my sexual orintation and age

Alex: At least the way you explained it

Alex: But seriosly your not helping the problem your helping yourself

Alex: If you think that because i'm straight i don't know what it's like to be discrimented against then your just as bad as the people your protesting against

ALex: Oh and you can only justifedly kick people if they are making you feel unsafe, slowing down the campaign, or if there are too many people and they were t

he last to join

Alex: You can't kick people for trying to help you or playing in diferent way than you want

Alex: Think about it this way how would you react if i told you i didn't want to play with you because you're trans you would say that's discrimnating against trans people so why do think it's ok for you to tell me that i can't come because i'm the same gender that i was born as or because i like females and only females you're a bigot and you're one of the worst bigots there are bigots who think they are right

Alex: You're so oblivious do you think that just because people discrimnate against you gives you the right to discrimnate against others you talk about equality

Alex: but you turn around and do the exact thing you protest about if you wanna make the world a better place take a look at yourself and make a change >:(

Alex: It's people like you that make true equality impossible

Alex: I'm a 14 year old straight male named Alexander B Crenshaw i didn't choose to be any of these things it's just who i am and how i was born i can't control these things so why would you think that you can tell me that you don't want to play, according to you, a meaningless game with me because of things i can't control you awful bigot you make me sick

Alex: Sorry you acctualy said i couldn't play with you not just that you didn't want to play with me

Alex: Oh and your not the only one who's been suicidal i've tried to kill myself 4 times mainly because of bigots like you, people don't understand me so they stay away from that wierd kid who isn't from around here do you know how many people actually understand me? 1! one person understands me and accepts me

Alex: no matter what, i thought you were different i geuss i was wrong you didn't understand me so you kicked me nevermind you probly don't even care what i say i'm just a stupid straight guy you're too good to care about my problems cause your problems matter more than mine. Yeah your a real activist (that wa

s sarcastic you're a bigot)

Alex: You want to be around people who think like you sure but if everyone did that there would be no chance for equality and maybe for once you should get off

your high horse and instead of just talking about equal rights you lead by example accept people and they will accept you if you stoop to a bigots level

you've already lost so get over yourself and walk the walk don't just talk the talk

Alex: Tell me when the next protest is and i will stand by your side and protest but tell me that i can't do something or understand something or that i'm any less than you because i'm straight and your doing the very thing your protesting against@

Alex: If you take one step forward and one step back your in the exact same place

Alex: Seriosly tell me the place and time a week before and i will protest with you this is a cause i fully support which just goes to show that you don't know

as much about me as you think you do

Alex: I try to accept everyone it's hard and thankless but i am working towards acceptence i try to walk the walk even though i usally don't talk the talk

Alex: I am literaly trembling with rage at you and your hypocritcal words

Alex: Oh and you don't have to use all of my ideas and you don't make the main adventure around my goals the main adventure makes me want to do that instead

Alex: You have what's called ingroup bias i'm not in your group, which in this case seems to be the LGBTQA+ community, so you discriminate against me and you

Alex: stereotype me saying that i don't understand and i'm different so i can't play with you because you incorrectly stereotyped me your just another drop in

Alex: the sea of bigots@

Alex: Watch Discrimination: Crash Course Philosophy #41 by CrashCourse on youtube

My biggest point here is this: JUST BECAUSE YOU ARE AN ALLY, DOES NOT MEAN I HAVE TO INCLUDE YOU. As well as his comment about how acceptance is "hard and thankless work" like fuck yeah it is, but you don't have the right to complain lmao. You are a straight cis dude, you don't face the same discrimination, and you are also like 3 years younger than me. You make me uncomfortable and I do not need nor want you in my D&D sessions lmao. Anyways rant over, don't be like this kid.

[ocegion]

FOR THE SHIP THING, REGAN, SHARICK, AND NEGAN/RICK/SHANE

Ohohoy friendo do I detect some kind of fixation from your part? This gonna get long so under the cut:

Regan:

who’s the cuddler:

Negan. I’ll die thinking that Negan is the clingiest little bitch ever. He’ll wrap his arms around Rick and never let go. Never. He’ll spend eternity nuzzling into his neck and talking about how ‘fucking gorgeous you are, Rick.’

who makes the bed:

Rick. Do you think Negan will ever do something as boring as that if someone can do it for him?

who wakes up first:

Depends on the day, but they both tend to wake up quite early, lots of shit to do after all. If there’s no rush to wake up, though, Negan will stay in bed until Rick throws ice water on his face cause it’s lunch time, for fuck’s sake.

who has the weird taste in music:

Rick all the way. Negan stays on your usual cool/edgy music and fancies himself the coolest shit for it. Rick is more prone to liking more obscure things, or just listening to random weird shit in case he finds something he likes.

who is more protective:

Negan. Rick’s protective too, but he’s aware Negan can take care of himself for a great deal of things. Negan, on the other hand, once he stops being the most relevant threat to everything Rick-related, will bring a grenade launcher on a mosquito if it approaches Rick.

who sings in the shower:

Negan doesn’t sing. He gives a concert to the whole Grimes family. He’s actually quite good at it, but sometimes he’ll sing off-key just so Rick will shut him up with a blowjob.

who cries during movies:

Negan. He’s so outward with his feelings, he’ll be laughing one second and the next he’ll have tears running down his face as he clings to a sighing Rick for emotional comfort.

who spends the most while out shopping:

Rick. He’s very suburban, alright? He just needs the proper environment. He’ll check every single thing ten times before throwing it into the basket, and he’ll try to buy the whole shop. Negan just takes random things on a whim.

who kisses more roughly:

Oh boy, Negan is rough and dominant and borderline violent and o h   b o y. He’s been known to draw blood when particularly excited.

who is more dominate:

NEGAN NEGAN NEGAN NEGAN. You thought the ‘you answer to me, you belong to me’ shit was about having control over Alexandria? YOU THOUGHT WRONG. He’s not only dommy, he’s the textbook sadistic dom, kinky leather clothes included.

gets jealous the most:

Negan too. He’s completely certain that everyone wants a piece of Rick’s ass (to be fair, he’s usually right), add that to his possessive and somewhat clingy personality and you have a Negan who’s basically glued to Rick. For his part, Rick’s aware that Negan draws a lot of attention, and he also knows that Negan can get a bit too loose, but he’s just a more chill guy.

one headcanon I have:

Leather. Lots of leather, kinky, kinky leather. Tons of sex toys. Painplay, too.

On a different note, in an AU, Negan will declare himself Rick’s best friend and Rick will just roll along because trying to refuse it is too much effort.

nicknames:

‘Asshole’ turned into a loving nickname for Negan at some point, Rick doesn’t know when. Negan will use every cheesy nickname on the book.

my rating of the ship from 1-10: Perfection cannot be rated yo.

Sharick

who’s the cuddler:

Rick. I just imagine Shane on his back, snoring softly, so fast asleep that a bomb couldn’t wake him up, his arms splayed all over, and Rick curling at his side and clinging to him like a baby koala. Shane’s arm moves on its own to settle lightly on Rick’s shoulders. So cute.

who makes the bed:

Rick here, too. Shane is messy, man. He kinda leaves a trail of chaos on the house wherever he goes.

who wakes up first:

Rick. Shane won’t stay in bed for too long - unless there’s sex in said bed - but Rick just wakes up earlier. He’s not much the lazying around after waking up kinda guy.

who has the weird taste in music:

As said before, Rick is more likely to find weird shit to listen to, but Shane’s usually in charge of putting music on, and since Rick doesn’t dislike Shane’s tastes, we could say they listen to the same stuff.

who is more protective:

They’re equally protective of one another, product of watching each other’s backs all the time at work. Looking out for the other is a second nature for them.

who sings in the shower:

Not properly sing, but Rick will usually hum to himself as he cleans himself up. Shane will hug him from behind and rock him in tune to Rick’s humming, leaving soft kisses on his neck :D

who cries during movies:

Rick, probably. He’s a quite composed guy, but when it hits him, it hits him. It’s very rare to see Shane tearing up at something that’s fictional, but he’ll hush at Rick and kiss his scalp, telling him it’s OK.

who spends the most while out shopping:

Rick lmao. Shane wouldn’t even know what to do at a supermarket, he lives on fast food.

who kisses more roughly:

Shane yes, so much Shane. He just wants to eat Rick up, he grabs him and nips and grunts into the kiss and oh my.

who is more dominate:

Shane as well. He just loves calling the shots, ok, and Rick’s not exactly complaining because Shane’s good at it.

gets jealous the most:

Excuse me, are we talking about Shane ‘I’ll kill you so I can have what I think is rightfully mine’ Walsh here or are we not?

one headcanon I have:

SHANE IS GAY FOR RICK BUT HE’S REPRESSED IT ALL HIS LIFE AND THAT’S A BIG FACTOR IN HIS FUCKED UP BEHAVIOR IN S2. LIKE, NOT JUST A FANDOM THING. I’M FIRMLY CONVINCED THIS WAS CANON.

nicknames:

Nah, they ain’t much of using nicknames for one another. ‘Rick’ and ‘Shane’ do the job just fine.

my rating of the ship from 1-10: 8

Negan/Rick/Shane

(Not gonna elaborate on the ones in which thhe answer is Rick because it’s already explained above)

who’s the cuddler:

Negan. As said before, he’s Rick’s personal cuddle monster. Most of his attention is for Rick, but he ain’t opposed to dragging Shane in every now and then too. Shane bitches a little, but he humors Negan in the end.

who makes the bed:

Rick.

who wakes up first:

Rick, then Shane, then Negan. Rick will sometimes snap pics of them, because when they’re alone in bed, Negan and Shane will usually end up cuddling in their sleep and it’s hella cute.

who has the weird taste in music:

Rick.

who is more protective:

Negan. He isn’t as adamant on protecting Shane as he’s on Rick, but he won’t tolerate any damage towards him either.

who sings in the shower:

Negan! His off-key blowjob-seeking rule can be applied to threesome quickies here.

who cries during movies:

Negan, and he forces both Shane and Rick to hold him and comfort him.

who spends the most while out shopping:

Rick.

who kisses more roughly:

Shane was pretty confident he was the rougher one, but then Negan went and made a little roughness demonstration by making Shane’s lip bleed the first time they kissed one another.

who is more dominate:

Usually Negan’s dominating nature is stronger than Shane, but Negan has the effect of making Shane want to be the manliest macho man around. Their threesomes are usally a battle of sexual will between them. They’re equally bossy bastards.

gets jealous the most:

To begin with, they were both very jealous over the other for their relationship with Rick. Once they settled down Negan chilled out for the most part about it, but Shane still gets fitst of jealousy. They don’t get jealous over one another, but if they detect a common enemy in a fourth party trying to flirt with Rick, they turn into a single possessive machinne. That’s our Rick, go fuck yourself thank you very much.

one headcanon I have:

In tune with the earlier, they couldn’t stand the other at first because they both are very jealous guys and both wanted Rick more than anything. There was a fair share of drama and hate before they got used to one another.

nicknames:

Negan will call Shane far less loving things that he calls Rick. Mostly, fuckhead. Shane will reply with little bastard.

my rating of the ship from 1-10: 8 or 9.

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Where do i start pt.1

Where do i start.. theres so many events in my life that i cant really say where it all began. All i know is it came to me losing my mind and having scary thoughts of self harm and suicide, as much i didnt want it to go that far its slowly creeping up. lately ive been not feeling myself, everytime i look in the mirror i dont even know who is looking back.

thats a scary thought already, when you cant even recognize yourself. it makes the day start off like shit, and you think it will get better it doesnt it gets worse. threw out the day i feel so numb and if its not numb its anger and fusteration.

I catch myself zoning out alot with events that have pasted, and running the situation in my head over and over wondering why i didnt do it one way or why i didnt say what i really wanted to say. when things happen weather its bad or good, i never do or say what i really wanted too it literally doesnt come to me till after or days after. Then it comes up again months after and i run it threw my head over and over again. Alot of ppl might be going threw what im going threw, well somethings that ive been going threw. like i said i have alot of shit that i dont know where to start and how i got here.

My feelings feel scattered, sometimes i think i have a bi-polar disorder. Its crazy how your emotions can switch with out warning. Sometimes triggers happen but i dont know what triggers me, and i feel bad for my friends and family who have to deal with me being like this.

Before they found out about my outburst, i guess you would call it. i was very good at hiding it all, no one would have ever known what ive been dealing with. i would be the fun party girl and crazy friend who goofs around and says silly things. But what they didnt know is that i was screaming inside.... i was smiling when i was hurting, i was laughing when i was crying, i said i was okie when i wasnt. i did that cause i didnt want to be the talked about one. i didnt want a label on me, or have everyone feel sorry for me cause i dont know how to deal with my shit. So i just push it all aside and help everyone else before helping my self. One of the best things that helped was drinking all the time, it took a lot off of me, made me feel good. Which sounds really bad but whatever helped helped.

By now your probably wondering why i didnt get help or talk to someone, well that fact is if you couldnt tell by now. I hate talking about my feelings and serious things, cause like i said i dont like it when people feel sorry for me.

Recently i broke down and i still have no reason why. So many reasons come up but i cant tell you which one it would be. One night i was drinking and got drunk, when i came home i was alone in my basement with scary thoughts of myself saying "cut","just do it", "it will feel good". Then obvisouly being drunk and having fucked up emotions, i cut myself... i used a push pin and started to slash my wrist, at the time it felt good. The pain was a release, its a scary and fucked up pleasure. i saw my self doing it and couldnt stop, i wouldnt stop.. at first it was just to feel, then the thought of if it, if it had  went too deep i would be okie with it.

i snapped out of it and started to realize that i fucked up, there was so much blood on my wrist, hands and on my bedroom floor. i started to cry and breathing heavily, i was freaking out. I called my brother girlfriend because i didnt know how else to call that i could trust at the time. She talked me threw everything, which started to calm me down i cleaned up my mess and went to bed.

I woke up the next morning, feeling like nothing happened. Feeling like it was just another drunkin night. A week went by and i was feeling normal, feeling like i was okie for once. Friday... drinking once again drinking after work, losing my control with drinking cause it usally ease some pain.  Me and some friends were at the bar taking shots like its no tomorrow, ended up at my brothers house contiuned to drink there, cause you know why not.. it was going okie well i thought it was. I was drinking Nudes which are in a can, so again my voice in my head kept telling me "cut","just do it", "it will feel good". So me being at my weakest i listened, i broke off the metal peice on top of the can. went to the bathroom and started to slowly re cut my cuts and it did feel good.. i threw the piece of can away and went on drinking some more.

we sat around the table listenin to music and talking. From there all i remember is my brother standing up in a panic yelling at me " what the hell are you doing".

Thats when i.. i guess you can say snapped back, i had once again ripped off a peice of the can and cut my finger open.. there was blood and yelling and talking... i paniced and freaked out, couldnt stop crying and holding anything in.. my dad was there, step mom, all my brothers, then all of a sudden my mom came. I was freaking out cause i didnt realize i was cutting myself, that shit can give you some trama.. everyone one by one was talking to me and i couldnt really hear, there was to much going on in my head and around me.. my brother came and was talking to me calming me down, then all of a sudden paramedics came in.. I started to freak out again and losing control.. they took me to the hospital, the mental heath section.

that moment i was becoming someone i wasnt able to control. i sat there the whole night,slowly starting to feel like im slowly losing myself ..

which leads to right now.. Now my whole family knows everything about how i cope with myself, how my mental health hasnt been doing good. A part of me wants things to go back to when i was hiding everything, the other part wants help.. Then theres the dark side that seems to be slowly taking over, im slipt in to so many feelings and thoughts..

Where do i start....

- JAC91