It’s Fun But So Stressful Sometimes- 😭

no

Goddess help me.

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This is the greatest thing ever made. I hope whoever made this doesn’t step on a lego, both sides of their pillow are cold, and everytime they step on a leaf that it crunches.

Tribbles have picked the wrong man to mess with

Absolutely I fucking do. I'm gonna start crying. An please bring poptars all next week for me

Pray for me, it's Semester Testing/Finals Week

I'm going to d i e

@nerdywitchgeek do you feel the pain too?

When your t’hy’la overworks himself like a dummy and you have to carry him to bed 🥺😔

Her Heart's Love: Prequel

 Leaving Home

I roamed the palace halls, watching the wind move the tapestries and smelling the salt in the air. My husband, Gricko, and his friends had all left in order to pay off the debt of one of them. Leaving myself, and my three friends here. The sapphire skies are speckled with clouds, moving with the wind. Birds chirp, leaves and grass rustle, and the sounds of the ocean fill the hall I walk. I can hear the low chatter of people in town, not too far from these walls. I look for my son, born not long before Gricko had to leave. He’s walking age now, his name is Athos, to honor my patron goddess. Footsteps approach, with no intent on being silent, as the thundering noise gets closer, I realize that it’s two of my friends, Cassandra and Helen, as they run around the corner, shouting my name, I finally address them.

“ What do you two need now?” Annoyance is prominent in my voice.

“ We know you needed time alone, to think but-” Cassandra starts before being interrupted.

“ A letter came in, it’s urgent, it’s meant for both you and Gricko but since he’s gone and it can’t wait-” Helen rambles.

“ We brought it to you now, though you will need someone else to go with you, to take the place of your husband,” Cassandra continues, the two changing narrators like they normally do.

“ Alice volunteered to go with you before she left to gather the men, this is a war that you’re being asked to participate in.”

“ Your old clothes from our adventures are being washed now, they should be dry, everything is ready for you,” Cassandra says matter-of-factly, “They are ready when you are.”

“ Who are we to fight for? And who is our opponent?” I ask as I start to head back to my quarters.

“You’re fighting with the Harpers, their leader’s wife has been kidnapped by the Drow, the entire race came together to bring our Harper friends down,” Cassandra informs, “ I am sure that you will find them when you are ready?”

“ Of course,” I reply, already beginning to get ready for war. 

Do you trust me?( A Star Trek fanfic)Pt.1

Walking up to the house, I stop and look at the work we have to do. We bought this place for cheep, it was a rundown farmhouse, the windows needed to be replaced and the paint was peeling. When I'm done here this place will be gorgeous, everything is going to be restored to it's original glory. Annie, Sara, Joy, Natalie, and myself got this place so we could help each other out. Natalie is my daughter, by tomorrow she'll be five. Her father left me when she was born, not wanting a kid. "Hey, help us out, would ya!" Joy yells. She's a short, slightly heavy, brunette girl with chocolate brown eyes. She has skin much more tan than mine. Her messy hair was up in a bun and she was holding the box with our kitchen supplies. " If you wouldn't carry the heaviest box you wouldn't need help you Dolt!"Annie yells back at her. It seems a majority of my friends are brunettes, that and they have hazel, brown, or green eyes. Never blue. Anyways, Annie has green eyes and is almost as pale as me but not quite, she has moles on her face and always has nude makeup one, except for lipstick, she doesn't usually wear lipstick. In her arms is a box of dvds, we don't have that many. One of her dark eyebrows is arched as she looks at Joy. Her pink lips are pursed, she has that 'you are so stupid' look on her face. Sighing I watch as Natalie and Sara help take bags of clothes out of the car. Sara is one of the few blonde friends I have, with her dark eyes and short height she could be mistaken for a child, she's short enough for the look. Her face ruins that though, she looks as mature as she is, with her slim jawline and defined cheekbones. She doesn't wear makeup as much, that doesn't mean she won't just put some on for no reason. "Mama, Mama! Look at the cool bug I found!" Natalie yells at me. She looks almost exactly like me, from her dark, red but brown hair that is unruly curly, to the eyes, the teal eyes. While mine are more on the blue side, her's have a bit more green. She has my freckles and my ungodly pale skin. She's probably going to be taller than me when she gets older, seeing as I've been 5'6 since 6th grade. She was looking at a beetle that was scurrying across the ground. Laughing, I walk over and help to unload the little stuff we have. I look around one last time before heading inside to help unpack.

what, do you think anyone is ready for this? No, suck it up

I am not ready for classes. Fuck this shit

@nerdywitchgeek

Why is it that I see a movie and discover the love of my life in a bright yellow suit?

my spouse and I watched the mexican episode of great british bake off because we're mexican and we thought it would be funny. the hosts asked if mexico was a real place and none of the contestants had ever heard of pico de gallo. even the judges weren't very knowledgeable about the food they were making. that one lady peeling an avocado like it's a potato. guacamolo. tah-cows.

americans take for granted their proximity to authentic mexican food. look at this bro this could be u

how I read the most toe-curling, spine-shattering, nerve-wrecking, nastiest smut ever written in this god forsaken app