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good-night-space-kid · 8 months

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Hello again, thanks for replying to my ask (soon to be college freshman), it was super helpful!!! I am still quite worried about making friends in college and dealing with people rejecting me for a lot of reasons :-( Are there a lot of rude people or people who would reject my friendship? Should I just wait for people to reach out to me? Thanks 😸

i totally understand where you're coming from! college is just like any other facet of the world, so there will be people who don't want to be friends with you but there's also a bunch of people who do!

one of the true perks of being a college freshman is that every other freshman is also new to college and looking to make friends. my way into friendships has typically been by meeting people in class and inviting them to eat a meal at the dining center (especially works as a freshman since most people have a meal plan) or to join me to do something else (study, get boba, go to walmart, etc.)

if you have a car or don't have a car, going on group runs to walmart (is that too boring midwestern town?) is a great way to bond with people outside of class.

my go to is if somebody is in one of my classes and i think they're cool, i'll just ask if they want to study for an exam together or work on a project. in my upper levels i'm often spending 6+ hours cranking out a project and having a homework buddy makes life a lot better when it's midnight and you really need to finish making a map

i know everybody says this, but the easiest way to make friends really is just to join a club and go every week. it's a good way to get to know people outside of the classroom and makes it a lot easier to find activities other than school to do.

i'll be honest though, my freshman year i had a roommate (which i do recommend tbh) and she made friends for me lmao. she was in marching band and met a bunch of cool people and now we're all friends, so shoutout to her for that.

basically what ties all of these together though is just saying yes to opportunities and invitations when they're presented. if somebody invites you to study/eat a meal/go to the store/go to a club meeting, they're asking you because they want you to say yes

overall i'd just say to remember that everybody likes having friends, and most freshman are also actively trying to make friends so even if things don't work out long term they're probably not going to be rude about it. but also don't be afraid to find new friends if you don't like the group you're in because college is a really good time to meet a lot of people and you don't have to be around people that make you unhappy

#i've had friendships that just don't really work out but that's life you know #like i try to set something up and they're like today won't work or i don't like this thing or whatever and it's just not gonna happen #but it's fine #i'm a very busy person with an often kind of terrible schedule (see me being in class/working/leading club from 9am to 9pm tuesdays)#but just find something that works #i'm going to an estate sale with a girl next weekend because she said she wanted to go to one and i go to all of them lol #and i'm also going to say that one of my close friends freshman year and i no longer talk at all for a lot of reasons #but that's fine!#i've made a lot of friends that i really like and who don't make me unhappy and stressed all of the time #and a controversial opinion of mine is that i actually hated the welcome week activities #and i made all of my friends after that #there's no strict timeline you know #but finding someone to eat meals with if you don't have a roommate is a good tactic #i would always eat lunch with a guy from my calc class on fridays and we're still friends

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zodoods · 5 months

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what if miraculous characters had tumblr

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i want you all to know that if anyone gets akumatized on tuesday im quitting i have three tests and a part time job go to therapy

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YOURE ALL GOING TO HELL

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ladybug is 25? she should have been at da club...

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im literally a minor

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sometimes i want to kill myself but then i remember i havent seen my friends figure out their romantic tension yet and ive gotten too invested

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Buy the New Gabriel Perfume here!

Carefree. Dreamy. Radiant.

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@ladybug excuse me???

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WRONG BLOG

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ladybug is horny heritage post

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i just want everyone who posts adrien velocity gif edits on here to know that he's really just some white guy

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real

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dni if you're parisian because how on earth is NO other city getting akumatized...yall need to pack up the drama queen attitude im sick of seeing you on the news

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Please stop voting for my dad...

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my nanny/stepmother/secretary said that "women should be allowed to murder their bosses with no repurcussions" she would do numbers on here

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AITA for causing 80% of the akumas in paris or do you all hate women

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i keep asking ladybug to hang out with me but she keeps blowing me off do u think she's cheating on me????

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WE'RE NOT DATING STOP TELLING PEOPLE THAT IM CHEATING ON YOU

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do u guys want a part two i have sm of these kdjshgjhdsg

#dashboard simulator #miraculous ladybug #text #i need a new tag for shitposts i do it more than i post art

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buckys-robot-arm · 1 year

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Everything is ruined and now I’m fired for sure because I sent in the form a day late

#may get kicked off the club board because I don’t get social cues and then ruin someone’s day because of it #half of the issues the pres brought up could’ve easily been solved if the board members I upset told me ‘hey please don’t say that to me’#instead of going right to A. some stuff I can chalk up to overstimulation/overwhelm in the moment but he wouldn’t see that. only my reaction #and I try so fucking hard to internalize it and not let my stress come out. he doesn’t even see how long little things have been building up #and I don’t expect anyone to as I can’t even see it #but there’s so many times ig I say the wrong thing and idek(hello? autism?)that I did. bc nobody communicates!!#and now bc I submitted the form a day after exactly 2 weeks. we’d have to move the meeting a day later. and our meetings aren’t on Tuesdays #and now L is just always looking at me with disdain and I cant just ask her wtf I did wrong bc I said there was no need to mention any of it #and she’s also dating A so I know he tells her EVERYTHING about what I did. I’m positive she knows about the impeachment #she wouldn’t look at me like that otherwise. it’s like there’s no light in her eyes when she isn’t laughing/smiling and looking at me #I just want people to tell me that they do in fact hate me bc that’s a lot simpler to deal with than radio silence and ambiguous looks #just tell me that I’m an idiot who doesn’t have their shit together and won’t make it in the world being disorganized #and unable to bring myself to talk about other people’s conversations #I needed to rant here bc half the people on my priv story are all fucking 6 degrees of separation from A. and he’d know. somehow #at least nobody irl knows what my url is. some people know I’m on here. but they certainly don’t have a clue what I go by at least

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slutforln4 · 13 days

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BLOODY KISSES

🖇️ lando norris x reader

🖇️ in which your boyfriend ends up in a bloody situation

🖇️ warnings: a lot of blood mentions, suggestive + descriptive so minors dni!! pretty short, 1.6k

🖇️ author’s note: lando with the injured nose is hot okay, i had to do something about my feelings towards it

࿐ ࿔*:･ﾟ

“I don’t like how that guy’s looking at you.”

Lando felt your hair brush against his cheek as you turned your head to the side, eyes scanning the room until you found the piercing set of eyes boring into you from way over at the bar. “Him?” You cocked your head to the guy’s direction.

His green eyes looked at the guy again, brows creasing immediately upon sight. “Yeah. Does he have a fucking staring problem or something? No reason for him to eye you like that.”

You stifle a laugh, arms wrapping tighter around Lando. “I’m sure he’s just enjoying the view.”

“The view of what?” He turns back to you, his grip on your waist tightening and eyes turning dark. “My girlfriend?”

You bite back a smile and your fingers softly brush against his forehead as you push his curls back. “I love when you get possessive like that.”

Lando’s lips pulled into a smirk before leaning in to kiss you, hands pulling you in by your waist. He wasn’t sure what made that guy even think of looking at you, especially when Lando’s hands have been travelling the curves of your body all night. You’ve been practically glued to him, unable to get a second alone, even if you wanted to.

Lando had to admit that he can’t blame the guy for undressing you with his eyes— that tight little black dress you wore made it so easy to imagine what’s underneath. And the length didn’t help at all. Lando had to keep pulling it down everytime you ever so slightly bent.

He completely understands why the guy was staring, but it still made his blood fucking boil.

The lingering taste of alcohol mixed in you two’s mouths, the make-out getting more heated than you were first intending. Lando peeked an eye open and, sure enough, the guy was still staring, an angry glare tracing your figure from above the rim of his glass.

Lando had started to enjoy this whole bit. Seeing another guy want you, but knowing that he could never have you. Your boyfriend never thought of himself as being possessive, yet the jealousy flowing through his veins had begun to feel almost addictive.

“Lan,” you mumbled against his lips, trying to pull away but he wouldn’t let you. You managed to mumble “phone, ringing,” between the aggressive kisses.

Lando groaned into your mouth before pulling away and taking his phone from your hands. He excused himself for a moment, seemingly upset to peel his hands away from your body. Lando manoeuvred his way out the club and leaned back against the cold bricks as he answered the call. “Yeah, Osc?”

“Hey, mate.” Lando’s teammate began. “Listen, I was wondering if you remember what time you were going to go to the airport on Tuesday?”

“Oh, uhm,” Lando scratched the back of his head. “I dunno, pretty early in the morning, I think. Why?”

“I was wondering if I could come along, since Lily said she’s not up for travelling to the U.S. and I don’t have a travel buddy now.” Oscar explained. “Would that be alright?”

“Yeah, ‘course, mate.” Lando smiled at Oscar’s request. “I was gonna invite you both anyway, since Y/N’s coming. I guess I should tell her that Lily won’t be there this time.”

Oscar chuckled, awkwardly. “Yeah, but maybe next time. She’s been wanting to go to Italy, so I’m sure Y/N will have her plane buddy back by then.”

“Hopefully. I mean, you know how she is about Lily.” Lando grins, remembering how close you and Oscar’s girlfriend had gotten since he joined the team. “Well, I’ll see you Tuesday, then. I’ll text you the exact hour tomorrow.”

“Alright, cheers. See you then.”

“Yup, bye.”

Lando headed back inside, ready to get back to what Oscar cut him off from. Except, he couldn’t find you. But you know who he could find?

That same fucking guy that’s been eye-fucking you the whole night.

He was in the same spot as you had been, looking like he was looming over somebody. When Lando got a glimpse of your hair flipping to the side, trying to find a way to escape this guy, he knew better than to just stand there across the club.

His hand aggressively pulled the guy back by his shoulder. The blonde man in front of him looked confused and simply shrugged it away, laughing in Lando’s face as he turned back to you. You noticed the change of expression in Lan’s face as soon as he pulled the guy back again, this time even more angry than before.

“The fuck is your problem?”

Lando wrapped an arm around you, territorial and so fucking hot. “My problem is that you can’t keep your fucking eyes from my girlfriend.”

“Not my fault you let her dress like a slut and expect me not to stare.”

Time went on slowly from that moment. Lando’s knuckles made contact with the guy’s jaw, then nose, then jaw again. You’ve never seen him so aggressive nor seen him fight anyone, and it was odd to feel turned on by it.

You couldn’t do anything but try and pull Lando away from the guy, but to no avail. You only managed to get him away when the guy punched him back. Lando leaned his head back, hand pushing against his nose as he tried to catch the gushing blood.

“Fuck you,” you angrily spat at the guy before dragging Lando to the bathrooms.

As soon as the door closed and locked, you brought your full attention to Lando and ignored the pounding in your chest. “Fuck, he punched you pretty good, huh?”

“Not as good as I beat him,” he smiled, blood still dripping down his nose to his lips. He spat it out into the sink. “Sorry you have to see me like this, baby. I couldn’t not do anything.”

You bit back a smile as you dabbed the paper towel against his nose, as gentle as a feather, trying your best not to hurt him. “I thought it was kind of hot how you defended me like that.”

“Yeah?” He smirked, hands finding their way back to your waist. “Didn’t know you liked to see me violent.”

“I didn’t either,” you whisper back at him, lips brushing against his. “I guess we learn new things everyday.”

“I guess we do,” he mumbled before connecting his bloodied lips with yours.

Lando felt his nose hurt, but he was far too intoxicated to care. All he cared about was you and for that god-damned dress to be off as soon as possible.

Your fingers gently undid the buttons of his blood-stained shirt, lips still gently pressed against his. The warmth of his blood, oddly enough, didn’t scare you away like Lando thought it would. You seemed to be into it and didn’t mind.

The zipper of your dress pulled down under the weight of Lando’s fingertips, hands trailing down your shoulders as he tugged it off your body.

“Mmh, fuck,” Lando mumbled against your lips when your nose accidentally brushed against his. You didn’t get a chance to pull away as Lando kissed you again, seemingly unbothered by the tinge of pain in his nose.

Your dress pooled at your waist and Lando’s hands pulled you in by the hips. His dick could be felt through the fabric of his dress pants and you didn’t waste any time undoing the button, tugging them down and wrapping your hand around him.

“Someone's needy,” Lando smiles against your lips, blood on his teeth. “How badly do you need it?”

“So bad, Lan.” You whimper when his tongue makes contact with your neck and he gently sucks it. His nose brushed against your skin and you could tell it hurt him, but a hungry man doesn’t know pain as well as he knows the taste of you.

Lando could go through ten times the amount of pain as he is right now if only that meant he’d hear those delicate sounds slipping past your lips as his lips left purple bruises on your skin.

And, fuck, did he make a mess on your neck. He pulled away, eyes trailing down your skin as he watched the blood seep into it.

You saw it in the mirror, too, and it was so fucking hot. It’s like he found a new and better way of marking you.

“Baby,” you mumble as he slowly trails kisses down your chest. He hums as if to ask what’s wrong and you twirl a curl of his between your fingers. “I still need to fix you up. You’ll catch an infection.”

“I’ll be fine,” his muffled voice says while leaving small hickeys on your breasts.

You sometimes hated how stubborn he was, but after all these years, you learnt how to work around it.

Lando freezes mid-kiss when you pull away, stepping back a couple footsteps before pulling your dress back up. “Zip it for me?”

“What are you doing?” He asks, visibly annoyed yet intrigued by your sudden change in emotion. You were just desperate for his dick and now you’re pulling away.

“Getting dressed?” You raise a brow and look his way. “What does it look like?”

“To me,” he steps towards you, hands on your hips before he swiftly turns you around so you’re facing away from him, “it looks like you’re being a brat.”

You faux gasp, a hand coming up to cover your mouth. “Me? I would never.”

“I’m sure you wouldn’t, baby,” he pulls the zipper up your back. “Because you know what brats get, right? Remember last time you did this?”

“Yeah,” you turn back around to face him, hands shaking with need to touch him but mind desperately fighting against it. “But last time you weren’t actively bleeding out and I was trying to rile you up in front of your friends.”

“Baby, I swear I’ll be fine.”

Lando chuckled when he saw your eyes roll. “I’ll trust that when you have a bandage on your nose and I have seven inches in me.”

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