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While your team waited for the others to find their little hiding spots, you all talked to each other for the time being, with Max being especially teasing towards you, but that was normal. “You’re never gonna find me,” he taunted. Once you saw that you could start, you began to wander around in search for primarily Max. During your search, an out if place trash can caught your eyes as you walked up to it to look at it closer. With a spray of bullets hitting it, you stopped shooting so you could look at it a little more and when you noticed Max’s sudden silence, a smile spread across your face as you suspiciously asked, “Max?…” No response. With a few more bullets, you waited until you saw the trash can disappear in thin air, along with the sign on the side sailing that you had killed Gassy.

"Oh my god, come on!" he exclaimed while he laughed. Since he knew that you were in his stream’s chat room, he looked towards his screen with his pointed finger just for you and said, "Stop killing me!" Since you wanted to type, you stopped what you were doing so you could go start typing and when you had finished your message, it read, "I’ll stop killing you when you stop sucking." His expression made it obvious that he read it by the smile that spread across his face while he read, and just like he always did, he shrugged his shoulders while he shook his head and said, "I ain’t even mad doe."

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Your really good at advise so I'd like to ask what should I do because my parents yell at me because my boyfriend puts his arm around I can't do anything with him and I've been with him for over 2 years and it just gets me so mad like its 2 years in gonna hug I'm gonna kiss him I'm gonna say I love you he's gonna do it back and put his arm around me. And they yell at me and I wanna say something that it's gonna happen but I'm scared they'll hit me

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I have finally hit my breaking point. For as long as I can remember I have endured my mother’s abuse, whether it is verbal, emotional, or as seen here physical. I can expect some act of violence on a daily basis, and her beating me is not an usual occurrence, but today something snapped. My mother did this unprovoked, and this time she didn’t stop. Usually it’s bad for a little while and then she’s done, today it went on for what seemed like forever. At a certain point I decided I was going to do something I never do, call the police. You see, my mother is a highly respected and very well known person where I live. She is on the board of ed, worked for CPS for many years, and is close personal friends with people like the local chief of police, director of our local CPS unit, and so on. I always knew that calling wouldn’t go anywhere and just upset her more, but today I had to try. While she was kicking me I found my opportunity, and somehow managed to get away from someone more than twice my size. I ran as fast as I could, knocking things over behind my, trying to find a phone. I dialed and they listened and my mother proceeding to beat me over it, while I screamed for help. For the second time today, I managed to get away from her and ran to my room. I barely had enough time to lock my door, before she starting trying to get it, to the point that she ripped my door off the frame. I decided I was going to stay locked in there, until the police came. The past few months I have been collecting evidence against her, voice recordings, pictures like these, and videos of her violence, so they couldn’t dispute what was going on. But I was dead wrong. 
When the officer finally came up to my room, I attempted to tell him my side of the story, but before I could get a sentence out he silenced me. HE told me that this was my mothers house, and I needed to live by her rules. If I didn’t she had the right to punish me. He also told me to be tankful for her, because he wanted to press assault charges against me. finally, he refused, despite my begging, for him to take me to a shelter for teens. 
I am utterly disgusted by the injustice that occurred today. I pray there is no one else out there who is living in such a situation. I am not sure exactly what I am getting out of writing this, except maybe that it’s just nice to be able to open up about this, when I have had to keep it a secret my whole life. idk. sorry for posting such heavy shit. 

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i am fucking disgusted.

I am so sorry. I hope you can find a safe place.

what. the. fuck.
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fierceawakening:

teysa-orzhov-rules-lawyer:

danteasers:

phandoms-united:

art-sex-drugs:

I have finally hit my breaking point. For as long as I can remember I have endured my mother’s abuse, whether it is verbal, emotional, or as seen here physical. I can expect some act of violence on a daily basis, and her beating me is not an usual occurrence, but today something snapped. My mother did this unprovoked, and this time she didn’t stop. Usually it’s bad for a little while and then she’s done, today it went on for what seemed like forever. At a certain point I decided I was going to do something I never do, call the police. You see, my mother is a highly respected and very well known person where I live. She is on the board of ed, worked for CPS for many years, and is close personal friends with people like the local chief of police, director of our local CPS unit, and so on. I always knew that calling wouldn’t go anywhere and just upset her more, but today I had to try. While she was kicking me I found my opportunity, and somehow managed to get away from someone more than twice my size. I ran as fast as I could, knocking things over behind my, trying to find a phone. I dialed and they listened and my mother proceeding to beat me over it, while I screamed for help. For the second time today, I managed to get away from her and ran to my room. I barely had enough time to lock my door, before she starting trying to get it, to the point that she ripped my door off the frame. I decided I was going to stay locked in there, until the police came. The past few months I have been collecting evidence against her, voice recordings, pictures like these, and videos of her violence, so they couldn’t dispute what was going on. But I was dead wrong. 

When the officer finally came up to my room, I attempted to tell him my side of the story, but before I could get a sentence out he silenced me. HE told me that this was my mothers house, and I needed to live by her rules. If I didn’t she had the right to punish me. He also told me to be tankful for her, because he wanted to press assault charges against me. finally, he refused, despite my begging, for him to take me to a shelter for teens. 

I am utterly disgusted by the injustice that occurred today. I pray there is no one else out there who is living in such a situation. I am not sure exactly what I am getting out of writing this, except maybe that it’s just nice to be able to open up about this, when I have had to keep it a secret my whole life. idk. sorry for posting such heavy shit. 

Signal boost the fuck out of this

i am fucking disgusted.

I am so sorry. I hope you can find a safe place.

what. the. fuck.

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