If You're Reading This, Please I BEG YOU TO REBLOG! My Country Honduras Was Completely Destroyed By Hurricane

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So, it’s Pride now? Ok, I haven’t gotten all the flags done yet (I’ll post them when I do) but here’s the Pride flags with the Jedi symbol!

Happy Pride everyone!

Ohmygod I feel like I've been blessed- FINALLY

#chris evans #in where he is actually steve rogers

STOP!

I really need this spread around because this is becoming a serious issue:

THESE types of posts really need to stop being made or spread. I have OCD and these are a massive trigger, because I physically cannot ignore them. I thought it was just a me thing for a while but then I posted a rant on my story on Instagram and so many other people with OCD (or even without) feel the same, and on top of that they just clog peoples feeds.

And it’s not not just the ones with consequences. Even the ones with rewards trigger it, because my brain automatically fills in the consequence.

This is becoming a serious issue and it’s really been affecting mine and others mental health. I don’t know if this will get anywhere but I’m trying to spread the message in the hopes that people understand.

Bbg I’ll help you hide the body then be on my knees in the passenger seat

Bryon= bold    Mark= Slanted

may be a bit OOC

Mark Jennings x Bryon Douglas

Does growing up have to mean growing apart?

no. Bryon wasnt going to accept that.Hes known Mark for pretty much his whole life, and as he stood there,looking at the self-destructive boy in front of him, he knew he couldn't let anyone take him away. "..Bryon..? C'mon man, say something." Bryon came close to Mark, close enough to make out the details on his face. Hes never really got this good of a look at Mark, freckles scattered along the bridge of his nose, dark blue eyes that had little details of purple outlining the pupil. He really was beautiful..Bryons always acknowledge this, but was never able to truly absorb it. "M&M...H-Hes sick- well...he had a bad trip and- fuck Mark." Bryon inhaled sharply and ran a hand through his hair in frustration. "I didnt sell him anything. Bryon, think here man, this is me we're talking' bout- I'm reckless sometimes, but I'm not gunna sell something that fucking serious to a minor!" Mark had a look on his face, Bryon couldnt quite place it though it looked similar to a panicked expression..desperate almost. "Hes really messed up,Mark.." Mark looked away for a second, then back at Bryon."Yeah..?" "Yeah." Bryon replied. Mark walked off after a second and sat on the couch, head in his hands. Bryon waited for Mark to say something- anything. Hed take anything at all, things got to quiet. Eventually Mark looked up, eyes rimmed with red- a look Bryon hardly sees on his friend. "..Mark?" Mark shook his head for a couple seconds, hands clasped together near his head with his elbows resting on his knees. "You aint gunna say anything, r-right? I mean, you- fuck, you can't..!" Mark was really starting to panicn ow, and frankly it scared the hell out of Bryon. This is something he wasnt used to. Even in the hardest situations, Mark was calm. He was calm to the point that it was frighting. "I can. Jesus man, I should! M&M is messed up! Hes in the hospital, and might never be the same again! Cathys freaking out, desperate for a solution! And now I'm in the position where I might have to rat out my bestfriend!" Bryon was raising his voice now, he was pissed. Though weirdly enough, Cathy wasnt his focus right now. He wasnt thinking about how upset she was. He was thinking about the minor in the hospital, and ruining any history he ever had with the person he loved. It was all to much. "I wanted to help pay for things! Your mom and you have so much responsibility and do so much for me! I wanted to repay you guys, I cant live off you two forever! And with my police record, people wont hire me!" Mark stood up abruptly, face red and stained from the tears and frustration. Bryon was starting to see red, worry and anger taking over and the next thing he knew, Mark was on the floor holding his now cut and bruising cheek. Mark looked shocked almost, they've play faught before and wrestled but neither of them ever snapped at the other like Bryon just did. "I want you to listen to me Mark, really listen." He knelt down so he was at Marks level. "I'm not gunna turn you in-" A brief look crossed Marks face, until- "But. ...If you ever pull something like this again, Ill knock your teeth out. Think of it as a love tap." Bryon tried to give a light smile, trying to soften the blow of the threat."Youre the one damn person who has always been there. Ive known you too damn long, and been so damn close with you for every moment of my life so far. I'm not willing to end what we have any time soon...I'll get ya a job man, kay? We'll figure something out.."Mark swallowed the lump in his throat, breathing in a shaky breath and laying on the floor, with a sigh and nod of defeat. "Fuck man,I didnt mean for it to get like this.." Bryon nodded and sat down,pulling Mark up gently by his shirt, "..I know buddy..I know." He patted Marks shoulder, and at some point or another- he didnt even realize for a bit- he had Mark in a hug, holding him close to his chest. They have never been this physically close together before-hell, Mark was practically on Bryons lap. After a long while, Marks breathing eventually calmed down and he was slack in Bryons arms. He wasnt asleep, Bryon could tell, but he was relaxed now. Things were smoothing over. It got too (AN: to? I'm not good with my too/to's) quiet for Bryon, so he ended up taking a risk and saying something he now realizes was quite a dangerous risk to take. "...I love you.." Mark didnt say anything for a bit, nor did he move...but eventually, he slid his hand into Bryons hair,gripping it slightly- almost like it was a lifeline for the slipping boy- and said into the crook of Bryons neck, "I love you too.."

Can someone pleeeease write me some ‘That was then this is now’ fanfics??

MY DAD JUST CALLED ANAKIN A FUCKTROPHY I-

GONNA THROW UP IM CRYING

When I used to be the designated mom friend of the group

fuuuuck that is my circus. are those…? yep… those are my monkeys….. goddammit.