Hilarious🥀👐

The last 2 seconds 😭😂😂

Y’all need to see this masterpiece!

“The hammer pulled you off?” 😭😂

Announcement!

In the coming months, I will be opening my own Etsy shop. I will be making fandom memorabilia and other various items. So far, I’ve mapped out the following items that will be for sale in my shop:

- Fandom Themed Candles (soy) - Jewelry (necklaces, bracelets, etc) - Bathbombs (all vegan) - Lip Balms (all vegan) - Canvas art

I will actually reveal what the products look like when they’re all finished and done, but I’m just being way ahead of the game.

As of right now, I will be making the items above for the following fandoms:

- Supernatural - Marvel/DC

However, I want some feedback from all of YOU.

You can reply on this post, send me an ask, or a DM, but I want to know what YOU would like to see me make. I really want this to be a thriving business, and I want to make things that people actually want to buy, not just everything you see so much of. I definitely plan on doing other fandoms as well down the line (Game of Thrones, The Walking Dead, Rick & Morty, Pokemon, etc.), but I want to gauge the playing field first. Please, any feedback you have is much appreciated.

If you can reblog this to signal boost, I’d greatly appreciate it.

Thank you ♥

Thank you to everyone who has sent me suggestions. You’re all awesome. I plan to launch around January - February of 2018, so keep an eye out for the post. Keep sending in suggestions! ♥

Three years into the water crisis

And nobody gives a sh*t

i only heard about this 2 months ago. its been 3 years????

Remember this started because Snyder switched Flint from a freshwater mountain lake to the polluted Flint River simply to allow his wife’s company to use the lake for bottling instead. This is a manufactured crisis of corruption and capitalism.

Also remember that the pipes corroded because they refused to pay for the chemical used to make the water less acidic.

Remember that when the first E. coli outbreak from the water popped up, the city hall was given water coolers by the state, free of charge, all while denying that the water could be unsafe to drink.

Remember that, despite having a huge budget surplus and a “rainy day fund,” set aside that could easily cover the cost of relocating the residents by buying their houses/paying their debt, or could cover a large chunk of the cost of replacing the pipes, the state has decided to continue to only put in the minimal amount of effort.

Remember that flint is majority POC, majority impoverished, and is still being faced with crippling water bills from the Detroit water supply company, where they are often charged $50 a month just to use the service, on top of the cost of their water bill.

Remember that there will now be an entire generation of children who will now be damaged by lead poisoning and damage from the multitude of neurotoxins.

Remember that this is what privatized natural resources looks like. Remember that these people are being punished for having the audacity to dare to be poor in an economy that won’t let them be anything but.

At every level, this has not been a mistake.

The State and City are most upset that people know its happening and are resisting nation-wide.

But if we lose focus they lose even the small amount of aid they’ve managed to get.

This is how they do it. It’s a siege on the public empathy. Eventually we become numb to the problem and despair. Or something bigger happens.

Then its business as usual again.

Don’t forget Flint

Good Advice For Life

Metal Zodiac

Addressing the bullshit.

There has been some incorrect information about me floating around through the grapevines on this fucking hellsite. I’m taking this time to clear some things up.

Remember, there are always two sides to any story and y'all have only been getting one. Let’s go through the timeline.

Early May: I talk with mermanbuckybarnes’ player about making a Natasha account after an anon he answered asking whether Natasha was a mermaid. At this point, Bucky’s player and I were acquaintances and nothing more. I had followed him but didn’t really participate other than to submit a couple pics. (One of my tattoo and one of my favorite t-shirt.) He suggests I make the account. I do so. I become the Matriarch of the Pod.

Almost immediately I am inundated with hateful anons suggesting I’m only here to break up Bucky and Steve. Or Bucky and Arya. Whoever. Whatever. It’s a daily occurrence. I delete, delete, delete. I play on. People seem to like me. Bucky’s player and I talk almost constantly. It’s nice. They’re great to talk to. Steve’s player and I talk, too. I try to get them to RP more, publicly. Try to make it fun, like a real Pod. Taras joins and it’s amazing. All of us interacting and playing with everyone else. And for a while, it is.

End of May, beginning of June: Steve incident happens. I’m not going into it. I don’t want to. It’s not about that anyway. (The massive amounts of hate started almost immediately with me again, accusing me of driving Steve away. Accusing me of keeping Bucky to myself. Something I NEVER did.)

Then it’s just Bucky and me. And that’s fine. We keep the Pod going. We have fun. He has claims. I have claims. Bucky’s player and I keep talking more and more to each other. People start getting jealous. Bucky’s player sees it. I see it. Steve comes back and it’s awkward. I start getting hate again after Nat claims Bucky. Steve leaves again, this time permanently.

We go through the Destruction of the Pod. We change how the Pod is because of all the pettiness and jealousy and absolute hate the claimed people were getting and some were causing. Because of one message sent by one person. I’m going to call them out because she really was the downfall of the Pod. The Player of pirate-captain-ducky.

Bucky’s player and I remake the Pod into a Pack after a week or so. Tried to keep it going again in a sort of a/b/o fashion. Everything seems ok. Until….

We decide to have Nat and Bucky get engaged. Apparently this was a bad thing. It made people jealous and upset. One person in particular. A person playing Pietro.

Along comes The Pietro Incident. I won’t get into that except to say that this person brought down the Pack. And, gee, was the same player as before. The player of pirate-captain-ducky. (We weren’t aware of this until much later.)

Pack dissolves. We change our blogs into personal ones. No big deal. Over the following few weeks, Bucky’s player and I realize we are in love with each other. We make an announcement on July 23rd.

Bucky’s player was happy. I was happy. At least I thought we were. We remade mermanbucky and sirennatasha. We had ups and downs. We were learning about each other. And that’s fine. A long distance relationship is hard fucking work. Less than a month after the announcement, we had a day where it was just them and I. We got to spend the day together, I was off work, they were free to spend time texting and such with me all day. It was amazing and perfect.

The very next day, August 18 to be exact, the person I thought loved me like no one else, sent me a message that they needed to talk. Kept me in a state of perpetual anxiety all day while I worked. Deleted / changed their (numerous) Tumblr accounts. When I got home from work, we talked. Well, they talked. I was too in shock to really respond.

I was told they were scared about what was going on in the world and they weren’t living their life as a proper Christian and decided to do so. Meaning they were going to not “live a homosexual lifestyle” anymore. Meaning they were breaking up with me.

I wanted to die. I thought I had found someone who meshed and matched with me so perfectly. I was deeply in love. Deeply. I had made plans. I was looking into moving, transferring with my job. The whole nine yards.

But without warning, the rug was pulled out from under me. So I disappeared for a couple days. They asked if we could still be friends. I agreed. A week later, this person who never once took any responsibility for what they did to me and how they did it, deleted all their accounts again, because I challenged them to actually take responsibility for what they did. They wouldn’t. And I found out they lied to me about so many things. Big, life changing things. And I spiraled again.

It was as if I wasn’t allowed to be upset. Angry. Hurt. Over the next month, I start to see them pop up again. Everywhere. Doing the very things they swore to me they couldn’t do anymore because they needed to live their life as a proper Christian. I spiraled BAD. Mutuals were constantly reblogging from their multitude of new accounts. I felt as if it was being rubbed in my face.

And let’s be honest, it was.

I had been trying to move on with my life. I had nearly deleted Natasha. But I was asked repeatedly not to. I took time off from Tumblr. Maybe two to three weeks later I decided to bring her back. It soothed me to RP with people again. I tried, I really did. I had so many bad days. There were nights when I would beg the universe to never let me wake up again just so the pain would end.

I was also abandoned. All those people I thought were my friends and actually gave a shit about me, just fucking disappeared. Save for a few. I tried to be present for them. One of them made an account especially for me to RP with and we were having fun. Until Bucky’s player found about it. And treated our friend like absolute shit for it. Bucky’s player is now using this as a way to place the blame with me for the dissolution of their friendship with said person.

I don’t know what else to say. Bucky’s player has tried to control the narrative of what happened. And I can’t allow that anymore. I’m being accused of things I didn’t do. I’m being spoken of in horrible terms because I was on the shit end of a relationship with someone who’s popular.

I didn’t do anything wrong. And yet, I’m the villain to most everyone in this situation. And I’m fucking sick of this shit.

I’ve learned some things this week. I’ve learned who my real friends are. I’ve learned that somehow I’m a bully. To someone that has fully exaggerated her involvement and anything I ever said to her. (Another mutual that apparently “took sides” like this is some sort of elementary school bullshit.) I’ve learned that apparently me bringing Natasha back wasn’t a thing that was supposed to be allowed. I don’t have a right to play who I want when I want with whom I want. That me bringing Nat back as part of me trying to move on was the downfall of everything. Which.. I mean… What the fuck? How can I be the downfall of anything? What have I done that was so Goddamn wrong?

I WAS THE ONE DUMPED. I WAS THE ONE LIED TO.

All I ever did was give love and support and comfort and understanding and encouragement and freedom to Bucky’s player and push them to be a better person. And I wanted nothing more than to make them happy for as long as I could.

Turns out that’s only a couple of months.

They are by far the most manipulative person I think I’ve ever encountered in my life. And they’re still manipulating those around them to meddle in the lives of those they’ve left behind like a trail of Goddamn wreckage. I look back at all of it, all of our time together and I see it. How they manipulated me into believing things about them. And how they led me to believe things about other people. And took me with them on their journey of selfishness and alienation and elitism.

I want this to be a warning to all to interact with this player.

THIS SHIT IS A PATTERN I SAW AGAIN AND AGAIN OVER THE COURSE OF THE TIME THAT I WAS INVOLVED WITH THEM. IT WILL HAPPEN AGAIN. BE AWARE.

Bucky’s player makes you believe you’re the most important person to them. Makes you believe you’re their only friend in this cruel world. Plays the victim card continuously, making you feel sorry for them so that you constantly show them attention. And then when you’re not around, they move on to someone else and do the same thing. And when you show the slightest bit of independence and push back against their control, you’re dropped and they’re on to the next person.

YOU’RE JUST A PLACEHOLDER. YOU’RE REPLACEABLE. IN AN INSTANT.

Even if you’re “the love of their life”.

I hope this shows some of you the other side from what you’ve been fed. There is so much more bullshit in all of this, like the backstabbing so called friends and and the acolytes that fawn at Bucky’s player’s feet. Specifics of how Bucky’s player would behave; the lies, selfishness, narcissism, and the manipulation.

But it’s whatever. This should set the record straight from my end. Y'all can bring me any sort of heat you want for this, too. I ain’t fucking scared. I’ve told the truth. Now let @vibraniumwolf do the same.

In case you all missed that.

This is why I am very hesitant in getting to know the people behind the characters. There are a very few select exceptions to this self imposed rule, because sometimes you just click with a person and you can make a true friend. Then, there are times like the one depicted in this post and it really breaks my heart because yet another person has been taken advantage of due to the anonymity of the internet.

This is a prime example of why you should be selective of who you allow into your life. You really don't know who you are dealing with because all you have is what you are being told by the other person. The internet seems to be a primary breeding ground for bullies and trolls that take this internet popularity to heart. Their lives are so fucking miserable that they fabricate anything and everything so that all attention is on them, and when it isn't you better have a shovel because the drama and shit stirring are about to get way out of hand.

@melissa-anne-rose I hate that you had to go through this, and you know that I truly understand what you are going through. You are better than what you had to deal with, you deserve better, you deserve more. You are fucking awesome.

Don't let anyone tell you otherwise.

▪ Bucky's Confession ▪

I think it’s time for me to bring the truth out.

Your Alpha is not who you think he is.

All those times I said that Tumblr was my safe haven, I meant it. This is the only place I can truly be myself without fear of judgment or fear of being disowned by my entire religious family.

I am not male.

My body is female, but my mind and soul are not. Please never refer to me as such, I do not feel comfortable with it.

If you choose to unfollow or block me over this, I understand. I probably shouldn’t have kept this a secret, but this was done out of my own fear.

I sincerely apologize and hope that you all may forgive me.

I’m very familiar with the disappointment of me not being what other people want me to be.

That is all…

If anyone, and I mean anyone has anything negative to say about this, you bring that shit to me.

Not to Bucky.

TO. ME.

^^^ SAME.

Yep.

Agreed

This. Seriously, if you have a problem with it, there's a long line of us ready to put you in your place.

@get-tazed

Love, love, love!!!

I had Tony let me redesign my spare room at the Tower - guess what it is? Fuck yeah its a cuddle cinema room!

@mermans-song @sam-predator-wilson @thor-odinson-the-asgard-prince @pietro-stillalive-maximoff @alpha-bucky-barnes @alpha-natalia-romanova @ms-potts-to-you @get-tazed @wandamermaidmaximoff

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Get your FoodFfs stuff here

Something for @alpha-bucky-barnes and @heavenlyhavok I hope this helps you out.

Ohhhh Mary you are a sweetheart, thank you!

▪ The Watchful Eyes of Winter ▪

Pairings: Lycan!Bucky x Reader Elijah x Reader (Friendship)

Warnings: None, for now.

A/N: This is an idea that just popped in my head tonight. I have no clue how long I will make this fic or where I’m going to take it. The chapters might be really short as well since I don’t have a computer and it just takes way too long to type it all out on mobile. Just bear with me…

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The blizzard drew nearer as the night went on and she had not received any information on what was going on with the search party. A picture of the missing child sat next to her keyboard and the longer she looked at it the worse she felt. If her crew fails to find the boy before the storm hit, there would be zero chance of him surviving the night and they would probably never be able to recover a body for his family. Y/N flips the picture over and released a frustrated sigh. She did not want to be the one who had to tell the parents that their child was dead. Sounds of heavy footsteps was heard coming down the hallway and she straightened up in her chair.

“Hey Y/N…”

She looked up at her best friend as he walked in, completely covered in snow and looking absolutely exhausted. The expression on his face made her heart drop instantly.

“I take it that you guys didn’t find him.”

The man shook his head as he removed his hat. He took his coat off and hung it up before taking his seat, putting his long black hair up in a messy bun.

“We followed some footprints in the snow, but it lead us to a bloody bear corpse. Looked pretty fresh. We had guessed it was a pack of wolves, but when we looked around there was only one set of paw prints in the snow.“

“Just one? There’s no way a single wolf was able to take down one of our bears.”

“Whatever took down that bear must have been massive. You should have seen the size of those prints, Y/N. I’ve never seen anything like it.”

Y/N groaned and ran her hand through her hair. She picked up the photo and stood up, walking over to his desk.

“Any luck finding a body at least?”

“We tried finding the wolf thinking it may have taken the boy to a den, because there was a blood trail left behind, but unfortunately the snow fall got heavier and covered everything.”

“Damn it, Elijah. What are we going to say to his family?”

He leaned back in his chair and crossed his arm, shrugging in defeat at her words.

“Look, we really did try. We can’t exactly control what happens in the wilderness. The best we can do is take another group once the storm passes tomorrow and check for any remains of the boy.”

The thought of finding the eaten remains of a little boy made her visibly cringe. He noticed and mumbled an apology for bringing it up, taking the picture from her hand and stapling it to the right folder. Elijah stood up and turned her around, gently pushing her towards the door.

“Alright, little lady, time for you to go get some rest. I’ll handle the rest of the paperwork.”

Y/N turned back around once she was out of the office and put her hands on her hips, narrowing her eyes at him.

“Are you trying to get rid of me just so you can watch some porn, Elijah?”

His face turns a few shades of red at her accusation.

“Hey! That was once, okay. It was desperate times.“

“Uh huh, sure. I’ll leave you alone then. Let you rub one off in peace.”

“Why am I friends with you again?”

“I set you up with that pretty little redhead. Maybe you should give her a call so she can help you drop a load.”

She laughed heartily at his shock and watched as he closed the door on her.

“Try not to be so loud this time! The walls are thin!”

“GOODNIGHT, Y/N!”

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Extra A/N: Yeah, I put myself into the story for shits and giggles. Writing style has changed slightly for easier reading. And again, I will try to keep chapters short.

Tags: @arabellaaurorabarnes @buckys-malenkiy-volk @pietro-stillalive-maximoff @mar-gega @gaybybirth @softwintersoldier @alpha-natalia-romanova @cleopatrakara @thatawkwardtinyperson @mermans-song @nenyakj @crazinessgraveyardsandcartoons @inlovewithmydreams @sam-predator-wilson @ms-potts-to-you @thor-odinson-the-asgard-prince @marveldcmistress @magellan-88 @heathergreyfeather @buckybear97 @papi-chulo-bucky

Listen, I’m still in Dominican Republic. The list of all the people I need to tag was left back in the US, so I’m just tagging the ones I can remember. If I missed you, I apologize.