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@savememychild
There’s a guy in homegoods strutting around with a white fur bathmat around his shoulders and his like 14 yo daughter is following him begging him to stop because people are staring and she’s embarrassed and he just said
no
I’m lord stark
Okay his daughter heard me laugh and started begging him to stop and he turned to her and said really dramatically
no Celeste winter is coming
"Never hurts to make sure, dearie," Rumple replied with a wink.
He closed his eyes and sighed with content at her touch. “Your words hold great comfort to me, but I should not slow us down. Let us continue with our walk, shall we?”
Chuckling lightly, Andrea gently poked Rumple’s side. ”I’d never do anything to hurt you, Rumple,” she smiled at him and watched their son yawn lightly, resting his head on Rumple’s shoulder.
Belle shook her head and gave Edward a reassuring smile. ”You’re not slowing us down at all,” she said as they slowly continued the walk. ”I love talking to you.”
"I know," he nodded, "and I will see to that no one hurts you or Maxie." He smiled down at his son. "It’s been an eventful morning for us all."
Edwin smiled and took her hand into his. “You said you wished to hear of my journeys?”
”That it was. Maybe we should put him to sleep. Too much stress isn’t good for the baby after all. He should rest,” she whispered, not wanting to wake Max up.
Belle nodded and gave his hand a small, gentle squeeze. ”Oh yes! I always loved to hear stories. And I’m sure that your adventures were filled with excitement.”
Rumple nodded. "Yes. I'll put him in his crib and we can talk later." Glancing at the door, he added, "I'll move it closer to us. Too many perils reside outside to risk it."
The pirate chuckled. "I have seen quite a few things. The stories about mermaids being gentle, care free creatures?" He shook his head. "All made up. They are devilish sirens."
Slowly and calmly
remove your attention away from the neck
There’s an Adam’s apple
and it’s moving
Don’t look at it
Come down here and read this text instead
That’s it
Gooood
Follow my voice
Yes, down here, keep reading
Lower, lower
Keep scrolling down
Scroll your way out of this
You can do this
It’s going away
Everything is going to be alright
I’m still thinking about it.
Am I the only one who read this in Tom’s voice?
oh my…….
I have to re-blog this every few weeks, it’s the law.
"Prove it."
well shit…..
These commercials would be so much better if they left them in.
I am a true pirate
Lego POTC told me so
//Hey that game is fun as heck, I'm not judging.
Jim Hawkins old and new.
andrea-malfoy:
Andrea merely blankly stared at Mr. Gold for a while, her smile very slowly fading away. Then she gave a heartly chuckle. ”Ooookay…. I believe that after all the price will be a problem.” She then though about how to get that money in a very short time before it hit her. The smile returned. ”I’ll be right back.” She then also smiled at Edwin and left the store.
Andrea made her way to the bank that was nearby. Her father was famous after all, and had loads of money on his bank account. Andrea dpubted that he would notice 5,000 $ disappear suddenly. She got the money and soon walked into the shop again, making her way past Edwin and to the counter, placing the 5,000 $ in cash on the table. ”Here you go. 5,000 $, like you said.”
Gold raised a brow at Andrea, curious as to how she would be able to acquire such a sum of money. When she left, he looked at Edwin. "Your friend seems very keen on purchasing this sword." He assumed Andrea was backing out on the deal, but even the pawnbroker was surprised at the large wad of cash on the counter before him. He didn't question it, though, and started to count out the bills.
Edwin shrugged. "I'm just as confused as you are." When Andrea came back with the money, Edwin's eyes widened. "Holy crap, Andrea, did you rob a bank or something??"
Thatch looked shocked. “No, not like that! But you have a way of getting what you need, right??” Maybe he should have left earlier after all.
”Of course I have. A few sweet words and an irresistable puppy face with a pout always get me what I want.” Andrea chuckled lightly.
He waggled his finger jokingly. “Ohhh, you naughty little child. If your daddy only knew…”
Andrea snorted. ”He’s the one who taught me that in the first place. Yet he still falls for that.”
Edwin shrugged. “Old habits die hard, huh?”
”I guess they do. Not that I’m complaining though.” She smiled at him.”
"Such a naughty streak in that sweet side of yours."
”If you say so, it must be true, Edwin.” She chuckled lightly.
Edwin looked slightly befuddled by this statement. “If I say so?”
”Yes. Because I trust you with everything you say. If you say that it gives a naughty streak to my sweet side it must be true,” she explained.
"So a majority of town can’t trust me, and my best friend believes every damn word I say." Edwin shook his head. "Man, there’s some kind of irony going on there."
Andrea chuckled lightly. ”Well, I don’t really trust you with everything you say. Of course I do now, but if you would tell me there was a dragon in your back yard, I wouldn’t believe you. There is no irony.”
The imagery of her statement made him grin. "I'll keep that in mind."
GUYS.
PLEASE.
THIS IS URGENT.
MY BEST FRIEND’S FAMILY’S HOUSE BURNED TO THE GROUND TODAY. TWO WEEKS BEFORE CHRISTMAS.
EVERYTHING THEY HAVE IS GONE.
THEY HAVE THREE CHILDREN, MOST UNDER THE AGE OF TEN.
MEET WINDY, BEN, ANNIE, AND MISTY.
(Ben is in the background of this photo.)
ALL OF THEM LOST EVERYTHING.
PLEASE CLICK HERE TO DONATE TO THEM IN THIS TIME OF NEED.
YOU MOTHERFUCKERS HELPED ME MEET MY BEST FRIEND, THIS IS WAY MORE URGENT.
PLEASE REBLOG EVEN IF YOU CAN’T DONATE.
What you SHOULD say to people dealing with any of these
Anxiety: This too shall pass, even if that sounds corny and cliche. Your anxiety will subside, you are not dying, you will not die from this, everything is going to be fine. Keep taking deep breaths, try and stay focused.
Depression: You are valid and your emotions are valid. You are a good, strong person, even if you don't feel like you are right now. Things DO get better, and I know you can get through this.
Sexual Orientation: Your body, your life, your bedroom. You choose what you do with it, and I get no say in the matter, because I am not you. I'll respect you no matter what.
Bipolar: The sun also rises. For all your bad days, weeks, or longer-- you also have good ones just beyond the horizon. You know better than anyone what it means to finally hit those "highs" in your life, and I hope that you just keep growing and strengthening yourself through your treatment to extend those happy moments.
Self harm: This is your body and I'll never pass judgement over you for the things you choose to do with it. However, you should really consider speaking with a counselor about this. Not because you're "bad", but because I just want you to be safe.
Eating disorders: It's okay to eat, you have permission. Eating will not make you fat, ugly, or worthless. Eating will make you strong, healthy, and lively. You deserve to eat, you deserve happiness.
Abuse: What they did was wrong, and you had no consenting part in it. You have no need to feel guilty or shamed, although I understand that may be exactly how you are feeling right now. They're the ones at fault here, and the ball is entirely in your court if you choose to report them for that, which you are rightfully entitled to do.
Suicide: Suicide is a permanent solution to a temporary problem. You are valuable and your existence is valuable. There are billions of people on this planet, and even if you think everyone hates you and no one cares, they do and they will. You can find so many friends and loved ones if you just allow yourself the time to look for them. The world turns out to be a beautiful place and you deserve to be alive to see that.
Sexual assault: What they did was vile and disgusting. Yes, you're now left with this horrible, traumatic event to move on from, but your life is not entirely lost. Recovery is possible, and an unfortunately large number of people have to go through that-- but they make it to the other side. So can you, you can do this. You're not dirty, you're not a "slut" or a "whore", you are a human being whose rights were violated. But you are strong, and I know you can move past this in due time.
Multiple Personality Disorder: I'll always love you no matter who you are. I only hope the absolute best for you during your recovery and treatment, and maybe one day I'll be so privileged as to love you as one whole.
Post Traumatic Stress Disorder: The pain of suddenly reliving horrific events is almost unimaginable for me. Please try and remember that although it feels like it's real and it's happening right now, that it's not. You are okay, you are fine, and you are safe. You are in the present here and now, and that past can't manifest itself again to come and physically hurt you. Everything is just fine, these feelings will pass and you're going to be okay.
Schizophrenia: I am real and I can promise you that. I care. Try and find something grounding for you, an object that you can cling to to help you distinguish between whether or not you're hallucinating. You are not a freak, you are not a monster. You're a human being with rights and emotions who happens to be ill right now.
I saw the what "not" to say post and had to make my own variant of that. I lava you
"Never hurts to make sure, dearie," Rumple replied with a wink.
He closed his eyes and sighed with content at her touch. “Your words hold great comfort to me, but I should not slow us down. Let us continue with our walk, shall we?”
Chuckling lightly, Andrea gently poked Rumple’s side. ”I’d never do anything to hurt you, Rumple,” she smiled at him and watched their son yawn lightly, resting his head on Rumple’s shoulder.
Belle shook her head and gave Edward a reassuring smile. ”You’re not slowing us down at all,” she said as they slowly continued the walk. ”I love talking to you.”
"I know," he nodded, "and I will see to that no one hurts you or Maxie." He smiled down at his son. "It's been an eventful morning for us all."
Edwin smiled and took her hand into his. "You said you wished to hear of my journeys?"
Thatch looked shocked. “No, not like that! But you have a way of getting what you need, right??” Maybe he should have left earlier after all.
”Of course I have. A few sweet words and an irresistable puppy face with a pout always get me what I want.” Andrea chuckled lightly.
He waggled his finger jokingly. “Ohhh, you naughty little child. If your daddy only knew…”
Andrea snorted. ”He’s the one who taught me that in the first place. Yet he still falls for that.”
Edwin shrugged. “Old habits die hard, huh?”
”I guess they do. Not that I’m complaining though.” She smiled at him.”
"Such a naughty streak in that sweet side of yours."
”If you say so, it must be true, Edwin.” She chuckled lightly.
Edwin looked slightly befuddled by this statement. “If I say so?”
”Yes. Because I trust you with everything you say. If you say that it gives a naughty streak to my sweet side it must be true,” she explained.
"So a majority of town can't trust me, and my best friend believes every damn word I say." Edwin shook his head. "Man, there's some kind of irony going on there."
Expressions of Hector Barbossa 4/?
