It can be about ANYTHING:
Health. Ambition. Sex. Sleep. Love. Hobbies. Pets. Style. Habits. Quirks. Parents. Respect. Drinking. Cleaning. Cooking. Self-esteem. Childhood. Music. Escapes. Children. Decorating. Eating. Fears. Family. Strength. Technology. Friends. Food. Holidays. Secrets. Lies. Work. Weather. Stress. Sickness. Art. Exercise. Hopes. Age. Death. Skills. Dreams.
The whole argument about how boobs aren’t sexual and they should be allowed to walk around shirtless like boys is ridicules . Females are built entirely different then males.
The whole “but they get to walk around topless in other cultures” makes it sound like you are a 5 year old. “But she gets to do it” kind of mentality. We are a different culture wether you fuckin like it or not.
I am not shaming women or people with breasts when saying this. Hell I got boobs to and I wear form fitting shirts but I am not nude when I do this. There is a difference. All I am saying is there a line between common decency and being disrespectful.
I’m sick of getting dropped or ignored by some blogs just because my muse isn’t jumping and crawling all over them. there are things called enemies/platonic or just friends or whatever…. and i’m annoyed…so if you could just reblog this so that I can have a bit of reassurance about this..it’d be very appreciated
((No shipping here…he’s a one woman man))
Character A dislikes Character B intensely and they have received B as their Secret Santa at work, what do they do?
((Jay and Allie oh no))
Imagine your OTP waking up one morning and finding out they have swapped bodies!
Imagine your OTP in bed together naked. Person A is a medical student and as they’re lying with Person B they begin naming off different part of the human body, kissing and caressing each part they name of Person B’s body as they go. Eventually Person B starts giggling from Person A either accidentally or intentionally caressing a sensitive bit of skin and they have to stop. Both however are smiling.
I think I found the perfect valentines day card at target
perfect for me. That’s my birthday!
((He would give Inca this….any time of the year))
And just when he was starting to think he was done for, several of the shuffling monsters were blasted away right before his eyes. He didn’t yet spare a glimpse for his savior, focusing now on trying to take out at least one of them. After several long, harrowing moments, he was finally safe for that instant. He stepped out of the corner, careful to maneuver around the corpses. He’d slipped in zombie juice once before-not pleasant.Finally Jay had the chance to see just who had saved him. He had to admit she wasn’t that bad to look at. Bloodied and pained maybe, but who wasn’t nowadays? “Heyyy. Nice shooting there," he told the stranger appreciatively, "really saved my ass that’s for sure. I dunno what you’re gonna do now, but myself I’m getting the hell outta here that’s for sure,”. He nodded towards the exit before quickly striding towards it. Maybe it was rude, but he didn’t want to hang out in this place much longer just in case Hopefully she’d follow and give him at least a short bit of conversation. It’d been so long since he’d talked to anyone.
The zombies were dropping like flies and in between them falling to the ground with wet smacks and her firing her shotgun, Sookie saw the guy who had been the center of attention finally helping her out by killing a few of his own. Every time she pumped the gun to shoot, her shoulder felt like knives were being stabbed through meat and flesh. It killed her but she muddled through it. When the zombies finished dropping, the stranger whose ass she had definitely just saved was saying he was getting out of here without a thanks.
Wasn’t that just typical these days? You live alone and fight alone but the second your life is in danger and someone comes in to your rescue, you nod your head and get the hell out of there without much gratitude. Sookie doesn’t say anything on the matter. Instead, when he tried for the exit, she grabbed his arm and said, “Wait. You don’t know what’s going to be behind that door. We weren’t exactly soundless. More of them are going to be coming this way.”
He wasn’t an ingrate, exactly, he just had other things on his mind. He often did. Of course, his thoughts rarely concerned the wiseness of his actions or even if there were alternative routes. He just had to get away from the thought that he had yet again failed, and from the fact that those used to be people.
Jay hadn’t made it very far when the woman grabbed his arm and held him back. ”Wha- Oh. yeah, that’s a good point. Yeah, um, yeah, i didn’t think about that of course.” He scratched the back of his head with the other hand, looking at her sheepishly. “What do you think we should do then?” Finally taking the chance to do more than glance over her, well, something seemed wrong. "Oh, uh, are you ok? You seem…like you hurt or something…" In the back of his mind he could only hope he wasn’t about to watch a zombie spring into being.