#like these people will stalk some girl's instagram until they find enough ''proof''

[ishikawayukis]

joshua having a dating "scandal" was not on my bingo book this year but i'm having a bit of a laugh about it

[donttellpeterparker]

You’re A Loser Part 9

Summary: Peter had no idea you existed… till now. Who knew that just with one little text to the wrong number your whole world was about to change.

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Word Count: 2.4k

Warning(s)?: Popular!Peter, Loser!Reader, A lot of angst :’(

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dedicated to <3: @smexylemony, @18silverwolf, @loxbbg, @greenarrowhead, @ohdamnerons, @andreuskystuff, @americaswritings, @spiderdudeparker

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Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8

Sunday Night, you had spend the past three hours staring at your keyboard. You bit your lip as you let yourself become deep in thought. You've successfully managed to ignore the world for the past 48 hours.

You've completed all your other assessments during the weekend, finding it a good stress relief and an excellent distraction. You turned your phone off too, not wanting to even glance at it. Zack had tried to contact you a few times but you got your parents to say you were busy and didn't want to see him this weekend. They had asked if you were okay and you said you were fine, blaming it on stress for all your school work.

You began to softly tap your bed spread, humming to yourself until you feel into a soft sweet tune. You smiled to yourself sadly as you began to hum louder, finding words naturally beginning to flow along with the harmony. You grabbed a pen and a piece of paper and began writing down music notes followed by a few lyrics.

Once you were finished you placed your fingers along your keyboard and began to play.

~*~*~*~*

The following school day had felt like a huge blur. You were physically present but emotionally vacant. You had spent the entire weekend bawling your eyes out, eating ice cream, doing your homework and assessments before crying all over again. The cycle repeated.

Once English class came about your attitude had lifted slightly. Once the school bell had rung you were once again the last student left after all the others rushed out.

''About the assignment...'' The teacher glanced up at you from her desk and frowned slightly.

''I asked for a poem... you turned in a song'' You frowned at hearing her unhappiness through her tone.

''I know. I just really wanted to do my own thing'' That was the best you could respond with.

''Your own thing was also late'' The teacher continued to reprimand you. You glanced down to the ground in shame and stared at your sneakers.

You turned to walk away.

''But it was emotional, raw... and those are the marks of a true artist'' You stopped at hearing these words. You slowly turned back around.

''I hope when the time comes, you will allow me to write you a college recommendation'' You smiled at this and nodded your head in gratitude.

''Thank you''

''In the meantime, whoever you wrote those words for, you should tell him, or her, both being equally valid choices'' The teacher laughed slightly while you smiled back slightly.

''I will''

~*~*~*~*

Rose goes in glass vases, perfect bodies, perfect faces, They all belong in magazines...

You approached Zack who was currently sitting on the grassy field eating his lunch. You sat down beside him and tried to smile up at him. He smiled back and nudged your shoulder slightly with his causing you to let out a genuine laugh.

''Look who finally came out of her shell'' You blushed at his comment and playfully hit him back causing him to fall over.

''Okay oww, rude'' He responds in laughter as he sits back up again. The both of you laugh for a few more moments before turning to face straight ahead over towards the outside cafeteria. You noticed Brittany sitting on her own, scrolling through her phone. You watched as a guy approached her, talking to her but she flat out ignored him.

She pushed him away in a bored manner before grabbing her stuff and leaving.

''Now the question is, how are you going to fix this?'' Zack asked a perfectly excellent question. You had no idea how to even go about it. She hated your guts and she had every reason too, she believed you sent the video. You just needed to prove you weren't the only one who knew about it.

Those girls the boys are chasing, winning all the games they're playing, They're always in a different league...

It was now Wednesday, five days since you've spoken to either Brittany or Peter. Your hands were still itching to send him a message. You did straight after the game on friday night but haven't heard a response back since, not like you were expecting one or anything. You couldn't blame him if he deleted your contact all together.

The thought played with your heart strings.

You were going to tackle one issue at a time, the first being Brittany. You needed her back. You had missed your friendship with her and craved nothing more than for everything to go back to the way they were.

Stretching toward the sky like I don't care, wishing you could see me standing there...

You sighed once you sent through the audio file, closing your phone straight after. You weren't sure how you were going to fix this but you were going to try, starting with this. You began doing some background searching on both her friends by using the common method, instagram. You stalked and stalked until you gathered up enough proof.

Her closest friend had been stabbing her in the back for years, she's always wanted the spotlight but was jealous of Brittany. There's been multiple times where they've fought over this but still remained friends. You used your hacking skills and were able to trace the log in on the night back to a certain phone, her best friends phone. With this you took a photo and saved it as well, making sure you had two copies.

That Thursday morning you walked into school with your head held high. You walked past Peter and his group of friends without sparing them a glance. You walked straight towards Brittany and she turned around to face you once the alleged best friend stopped talking to scowl at you.

''Don't you have some other popular people to stalk or something?'' You ignored her and turned straight to Brittany.

''Brittany, it wasn't me'' You hadn't really planned on how you were going to tell her, especially with an audience.

Brittany just glanced at you then down towards the ground before her friend chimed in.

''Yeah, like we believe that'' It was you turn to send a glare her way. You were sick of this and have had enough.

''Oh shut your trap horse face'' This was the first time you have ever insulted someone. Your voice had risen, catching the rest of the hallways occupants attention. Brittany just glanced up in surprise as Emily, her friend, advances towards you with a gnarly scowl.

''What did you just say to me?'' She threatened, looking like she could bury you 6 feet under.

''You're intellectually impaired, not deaf'' Her eyes narrowed into slits as she stepped closer, Brittany immediately stopping her from doing anything.

You were well aware of the scene you were causing but couldn't care less at the moment.

''Can I speak with you please? Privately?'' You had wanted to get away from Emily as soon as possible, the girl was undeniably the biggest bitch you had ever met. Brittany just slowly nodded her head and began to walk away, expecting you to follow. You glanced around the hallway and caught eyes with Peter. Your breathing hitched inside your throat as your heart began to race.

With one last fleeting glance you turned around and followed Brittany out of the hallway and into a nearby empty classroom.

"Look you have to believe me, I didn't post that photo I swear" you begged, looking straight into her eyes to see if she believed you or not.

"How can I? You were the only one who knew!" She whisper yelled back, realising we weren't alone in the bathroom. You glanced around and saw a girl walk out, wash her hands then swiftly leave but not before giving the both of you are a look.

"Maybe I wasn't" you reasoned, knowing one of her tweedle dees were bound to do something like this. It was typical.

"Yeah? Like who" of course she was going to put you in the spotlight like this.

"Your supposedly 'best friend', come on, she's had it out for you since freshman year-"

"You honestly expect me to believe my best friend did this to me? She had no motive when you did, she had always been there for me and I have known her for years I've known you for half" you wanted to roll your eyes but you refrained from doing so.

You both had fallen silent.

Not only was this not being fixed anytime soon, so was the relationship between you and Peter. He had made it quite clear he had never wanted to hear from either of you again. You weren't sure what you were going to do.

Your eyes opened wide in realisation and you began to smile, facing Brittany.

"What?" She asked rather annoyed.

"Let me do something, please" she thought about this for a while and soon began to nod her head. You smiled even more.

Now you had hoped with this idea, you could save not only one relationship, but two.

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A/N: we are nearing the end guys!!

[alittleroseandhoneyblog-blog]

Moving Mountains

This mama let loose this weekend and after fighting so many different emotions I had ranging from excitement to anxiety over what I was going to wear I am going to admit something- it was one of the most rewarding and fun nights that I’ve had in a really long time and so different then the bar nights I’ve had in the past, you know-before becoming a “wife” a “mom” and a “boss” before responsibilities and excuses -I feel like those three words have defined my very existence this past 7 years (which Ironically as I am writing this, is my 7 year anniversary being married) I mean let’s go back exactly 7 years today -I got Married and within 24 hours I was in early labour and days later Colton was born- 6 weeks early, but absolutely perfect and within a week of one another I not only became a wife, but I became a mother and to say I was not prepared was an understatement –I got used to having everyday with him,  you spend every second of those 12 months off work catering to that child’s every need (just as you do becoming a wife, I think they call it the honeymoon stage) but when you’re a mom,  your life becomes about changing diapers, freezing breast milk, rocking them to sleep (night after night), Multiple loads of laundry daily and if you’re lucky you get about 4 hours of broken sleep a night while your significant other sleeps soundly beside because you’ve been up nursing your baby back to sleep…(for the third time) But with that being said, it is one of the most amazing experiences and I am grateful for it.  But at some point, life shifts- suddenly that 12 months is over, many of us forced back to work, our kids go to daycare for someone else to take care of and then you find yourself in this cycle where everything and everyone is on your plate, but you!

You don’t even realize the sacrifices you make –

I don’t know about you mama’s but I LOVE my kid – like over the moon, to the ends of the earth (watch him while he sleeps) I would do anything for him kind of love and I have never experienced that kind of “obsession” over someone before – but let me tell you that love is real, I mean how could it not be I carried the kid for 7 months- we went through hell together, we bonded for 12 months, 24 hours a day …for 365 days and then my time became limited with him and someone else got it – I want to selfishly spend every second with him I can- its totally unhealthy, I know-but a reality for me. I am a mom with anxiety, a mom who almost lost her baby, who cannot have another baby, and to be honest I kind of just wing it and now I am just a mom who never feels like she is doing enough – the pressure is as a real as the love is– obsessive. So when I tell you I went out, without guilt for the first time in probably 7 years you have to believe me when I say it was kind of a big deal- This mama took shots!....

I have never really been a drinker, (and for those who have seen it, thankfully don’t have video proof lol) but I can remember in my 20’s I was never really into the whole bar scene, I had more guy friends then girl friends and spent more time playing pool and poker, because the guys I hung out with never really wanted to go out and “shake it” the same way girls do, I was just never one of those girls who grew up with a huge group of “girl” friends (I maybe had 2) and it wasn’t until my 20s that it started to change, but by then Matt and I were in a serious relationship and bar nights were becoming none existent without one another attached at the hip, but I think that is common– couples don’t do things separately, because it isn’t normalized – and I think as we get older the idea of actually going out to the bar sounds unrealistic and exhausting – I mean,  we are too old for that shit right? The bars are full of 20 something year old’s who really only want to get drunk and go home with one another and to be honest the idea of having to stay up past 9pm on a Friday night is what sounds exhausting, and are you going to have fun if you don’t drink like you did in your 20s? and if you do, remember how much hangovers in your 20s sucked, think about how much worse they are now at 32 – so we don’t, we talk ourselves into staying in and we settle for wine tasting on our couches or pints at the local restaurant while we over eat and feel shitty after about 30 minutes of being there, when all we really want to do (and maybe I only speak for myself as an overworked wife and mama and boss) is to get out and let loose – without responsibilities!  

A couple months ago my life changed, the table flipped and admittedly I was in a really bad place, I knew that the one thing I needed to keep in my life was fitness – whether it was weights or Zumba, so I joined Planet Fitness and I have to tell you how much I fell in love with the people (the members and the staff) – how comfortable they always made me feel, how clean it was- and well managed- it feels like home! But I want to talk about a few people specifically – the first person I met  when I joined was this beautiful soul named Shanice (aka Sunshine/Baddie 1) she is the face I see every morning when I walk in after dropping Colton off at school –she is sweet and genuine-with a heart as big as the sun, she has such an old soul that I could listen to her tell me stories all day long, she has become apart of my mornings and it feels so weird to not see her – she’s all smiles, all the time and it’s contagious!

Then we have Jenny, oh sweet, funny Jenny (AKA, The GM lol, Baddie #1 lol) – just badass… you can jut say it like it is and she GETS it -all of it, there are so many similarities in our lives that I feel like I can tell her anything and she won’t judge me. I cannot even put into words how much she has contributed to the personal growth I have had or if she even knows how much she means to me!! What she thought was the littlest thing meant the world to me- for those who know me, know how much I love to dance, Zumba owns my heart and when I left my job I left any opportunity to dance – Jenny went out of her way to have the furniture moved around at the gym for me to dance so that I didn’t have to miss a beat – and she has talked me off some pretty tall ledges.  

– and then Andrea (Baddie 3), I stalked her on Instagram for months before we finally got to meet (as every great relationship starts, right?)  – it was one of those right places, right time kind of things where I fan girl’d a little, and when I realized how down to earth she is, we instantly clicked- she inspires me everyday to get moving to follow my heart– she is not just fitness goals she is life goals- she’s an entrepreneur, smart as hell and always in my corner-you can’t fake her kind of genuine.  

How lucky am I that when I am at my worst I meet 3 powerful women with 3 powerful personalities and powerful stories that in return has made me feel powerful- I truly believe that your tribe will dictate how you view your days, how you set out to conquer your goals, how you own your mistakes, – the amount of laughs that have come from being around these 3 outweigh the universe – I can almost guarantee you that these girls have changed my life- and not that I didn’t have the support of some incredible women up until meeting them, My best friend, Kayla means the world to me, she has been my compass for the past 3 years, our boys met in Jr Kindergarten, they happen to be 5 days apart and best friends themselves–Kay is the girl (and I say girl not friend, because she would give the shirt off her back to a total stranger) but anyways she is the girl that would pick up the phone at 3am when you just cant sleep and need to talk or offer to sleep over when your husband is off working nights and you feel a little lonely – I could not do life without her, she has that whole beauty and brains thing going, sassy and incredibly confident in what she brings to the table - she actually made me realize (as she has said many times before) that a soul mate does not need to be a “relationship” – it can be the people that you surround yourself with on daily basis that fuel your fire- that make you feel that along side your tribe, you can climb any mountain- Kayla has been climbing them for years and the difference here is that her girl tribe is fierce and in return she is fierce, I envied that- I wanted that! 

Imagine that though, women supporting women without expecting anything in return.  These 4 women, among my mama, sister and mother in law (and many other strong ass women) have been without a doubt the most supportive people I’ve had in my life right from the day I’ve met them and supportive all for different reasons, but this week specifically I needed a night out and these girls delivered on a silver platter, short of dancing for 3 hours straight, friday night was about us girls it was about empowerment and letting loose and being the mama’s that we all are we had to adjust to not putting our babies to bed, or being in bed ourselves- we allowed ourselves to be “selfish” for one night and let me tell you, it was kind of badass Lol – and sweet little Shanice, wasn’t sweet little Shanice when bootylicious came on and Jenny needed to block baby gap from sneaking a peek! It wasn’t about going out and getting “lit” – it was just straight up fun and even though I wear a few different crowns I am still allowed to have a little fun without feeling guilty or like I am abandoning my job post and honestly what better day to do that then on International Women’s Day – where not only where we VIP but treated incredible by the staff, why you ask because we happen to know another badass woman whose son owned the bar, so let me tell you again how empowering that was – and completely the right women to spend my first “girls” night out in years with.  I met these girls (and Miss Alexis Martha (baddie 4)) for a reason- my last post I mentioned that I always felt like I was putting this 1000-piece puzzle together and I am realizing now that they have been such a huge piece of it – of my healing… my personal growth, my strength … And suddenly these past few months I have felt like I am more then just a wife, mom or boss- I feel human and as important as everyone else is and what they have made me realize is that I can still be the best wife, mom and boss and still be a baddie (lol)

I am not saying that you should grab your closest girlfriends and spend every Friday night at the closest bar what I am saying is exactly what Kay has taught me, your soul mate doesn’t have to be a man – it can be your girl tribe- whether it’s a wine tasting on your couch, a slumber party, a movie or just Appys and sangria make the time! – go out and enjoy every second of it- it isn’t selfish to do things that make you happy with people who set your soul on fire- surround yourself with it, because in the end you will move mountains too!  

[omegacunt-blog]

my view of time with the love of my life.

im sad i hate my home im moving to christchurch i know it will hurt my girl but its best for me and we have been distant already as it is "babe we need to talk" yes we do im leaving you and moving to christchurch im sorry but its best for me right now "i cheated on you when do you want your things" i knew then that i wasnt going to love again fuck that i packed my shit only 1 bag and got the next flight to christchurch i met my father at the airport and went back to his place we got a pack of smokes and went for a walk into the cbd because i told him i like walking we walked for hours talking about how we have been and what we do for fun we get to a giant arch thing and he see's one of his friends so i sit down and start scrolling instagram i was posting angry shit about my ex cheating on me blah blah and i figured i need new friends so i start following people and i come across this one page of this chick with red hair "wow she is really hot no way id have a chance with her ill try it anyway" we ended up going home and i stalked her instagram all night because i couldnt sleep she was really cute holy hell 3 days past and i was talking to the girls i had things with and i started to feel un satisfyed i got nudes every day from like 6 people how could i not be satisfyed i finally get some balls and message her but what do i say i said the most amazingly horrible opener "do you like memes" oh god ive fucked it im really weird somehow it worked we are talking now i dont remember what we said exactly but all i remember is getting her number right away and telling her we are in an extremely open no ties relationship which somehow worked it was really weird we started talking about neither of us ever liking each other we talked about how much we liked drinking we talked about our music i loved talking to her i soon found myself spending all day and night talking to her and thinking about her and finding myself at burgerking using the wifi just so i could keep talking to her i drank alot and i eventually ended up cutting my girls off without knowing i cant say i missed them because it would be a lie she was all i thought about it soon came time to meet her and i remember drinking a whole bottle of jagermeister and smoking a bit to get some confidence wow she is beautiful in person i wanna get close to her i want to talk to her all night i tried showing off to impress her like a 9 year old kid with a crush im writing this now with that same crush we were walking back to her house and i was still showing off i ended up getting arrested so i fucked with the cops for a bit before i got put in cuffs and taken home i put my foot out the car door and they both spent 20 minutes trying to put it in the car i almost told them i was carrying a knife i talked about her the whole way home and as soon as i got home i walked an hour to her house where she made me sit on the lawn because she didnt trust me it was okay i was fine with just being there she came and sat next to me and she asked me if i liked being scratched and she started scratching my left arm it kinda hurt but i liked it because she was doing it **it also why i burn the skin off my left arm** her friend started running around with a shopping cart and she kissed me on the cheek it was the first time ive been kissed on the cheek and it felt amazing i dont know why i just stared at her and said "oh" i was speechless and then we went inside and sat for a couple hours before i left and she told me to hug her so i did and i left feeling extremely happy i walked an hour in the wrong direction and then eventually got home i fell asleep right away thinking about her we continued to hang out for another 2 weeks and then she came around to my place and we drank and smoked cigarettes with her friend zion and we ended up cuddling for a couple hours before she left i hated it when she left 3 days later i watched her be with another guy it ripped me apart everytime i seen them kiss i hated the fact that she even sat close to him i was extremely jealous i think its easy to say jealousy is my biggest weakness it eats me alive its caused many of my scars and its the reason behind my anxiety and trust issues that day was the day we started going down hill i told her i loved her and i had feelings for her and she returned them i asked her out and she turned me down it really hurt and it took her 2 days for an explanation "i want to be with you and i will soon i promise just wait" and thats what i did i waited and watched her be with another it really hurt me that she could say all these things to me and then turn around and do things with another guy it should be me if she doesnt like him why is she doing this with him and not me i want it i deserve it she ends up getting high and she turned into a different person she told me to come see her so i walked an hour and a half and all i got when i got there was "dude just leave me alone im to high for this i dont want to see you" i told her i was done i cant love her if she doesnt love me oh but she says she does but where is the actual love? i dont feel it all i feel is disgust **thats why i dont like her smoking weed** i walked an hour and a half home after not seeing her and being told to leave her alone i was angry so i shut myself off for 2 days and when i finally texted her back i went over to her house i didnt know that would be the last time id see her she was upset and she sat on her chair in silence so i sat on the floor and we were silent for a while before she came and hugged me i hate myself for not hugging her back she was hurt and i knew it but all i could think about was how angry what she said made me i was closed off we said nothing the whole time untill i got uo and said goodbye and jumped out her window i didnt even look at her as i left i hated it after that day everything is black all i did was drink my pain away eventually she decided it was time to cut me off "its best for you" she said i felt hurt i felt betrayed i was angry not at her but at myself if i had of done things differently it wouldve been better we wouldve worked i tried for weeks to get her back but failed every time i ended up having drinks with her friend i met at sparks in the park which was another time that i hated but loved i was with her i loved it but she kissed a guy infront of me i hated that **i didnt know he was gay at the time** and she ignored me most of the night unless she wanted me to stand behind her so she felt hidden and then she ditched me anyway back to the drinks i remember aysia telling me to invite pagan and i didnt have the courage to tell aysia i ruined everything with her so i just said "nah she is probably busy she wont wanna come here" from then onwards for the next 3 months was also black it was a spiral of alcohol and bad decisions my life was fucked up and all i wanted was for her to text me saying she still loved me i moved into a new house in pegasus and i noticed she unblocked me i messaged her and she said "leave me alone i dont want to talk to you im tryna hold it down for a nigga" and then she blocked me that really fucking hurt i started burning myself for the first time and drank every day there was alot of parties i had alot of alcohol drank but not once was i able to move on or forget about her i got home from driving one night and i had a text from her i nearly died from excitement she is finally back my life is finally happy again "well heres hoping we never meet huh? -your not so friendly demon (aka the guy who doesnt think with his dick and is with pagan and wants to make you choke on your teeth" that was the most painful text i ever got in my life not only did i get proof she had moved on but he wanted to hurt me for some reason did she say i hurt her? did she talk shit about me? i hated it i blocked her number and punched a hole in my wall the drinking continued the pain got worse untill months later she messaged me on instagram apologising for everything i was hesitant to let her back into my life i had to think about it she broke me many times already am i willing to go through everything again i never stopped loving her we talked about how our lives were things were good it took 1 hour for me to get hurt again when i found out she was still with **my not so friendly demon** i hated that and i hated seeing photos of them together and him talking shit to me and seeing them love each other and hearing her talking about doing things to him i was jealous notice a patern? something happened and she left him and i asked her out she was finally going to be mine she said yes im so happy everything is amazing this is why i love her i love her for the good times and i still love her through the bad i remember sharing a tiny bed i hated it i was embarrassed but she put up with it for me i remember first having sex with her ill never forget how uncomfortable it made her she hated sex but she tried it with me the first 2 times we had sex i didnt cum but i made sure she did i didnt care if i got no pleasure as long as she did i was happy i loved cuddling with her drinking with her smoking with her i loved listening to music with her talking to her everything she loved my niece and that meant alot to me ive never been happier in my life and she gave that to me i cant thank her enough i remember how it felt to cuddle her how it felt when we had sex it was amazing she was the best fuck ive ever had and i couldnt get enough i wouldnt to fuck her all the time i wanted to cuddle constantly i wanted to see her laugh every day i wanted to listen to her talk for hours i never wanted anything to end but it had to a piece of me died everytime she left my house i remember our first argument it was about me talking about the past i miss everything the kisses hugs sex the cuddling the waking up in the morning and seeing her face and hearing her say i love you as the first thing we went for a walk one day to the beach after having sex and we just walked and held hands for hours untill we went home that was my happiest day on earth and id rather keep the things about that day to myself for a future story im not going to go into detail about our final days but we eventually ended it i cried for hours i hated myself how could i do that to her why did i do that to her she came around one last time and i wanted to break down and cry and beg for her back but i had to pretend to be strong we shared a cigarette she cried we hugged kissed and she left the final goodbye will replay in my head forever i cried and yelled for 2 days straight and i found out that she had already moved on it felt like she had ripped my heart from my chest and stomped on it spat on it and burnt it im sure she fucking hated me she fucked another guy so soon i fucking hated it i burnt every inch of my arm i even tried cutting myself but burns hurt more she likes this guy and its just lhbarflerbkjbSFEkSJ fuck this fuck everything i cant fucking finish this anyway this is the fucking story about me and the love of my life the one and only girl of my dreams the girl who i still to this second love with all i have left of my heart through thick and thin good and bad i still love you forever and always will -shane xx