That Day Might Be In The Next Life.😭😅😂😂

Girl, you’re my new bestie

Unpopular opinion it seems… and that’s cool, I’m ok with that. Here’s the deal. Glen is not the villain you all seem to want to make him out to be. Gigi is not the innocent victim she wants to be painted as either. Fandom is so toxic and has such a sheep mentality for real. I know people will come for me and say that I’m blindly defending Glen. Whatever. I am not. I do not know Glen. I do not know what happens in his personal life. What I DO KNOW is that everyone is so quick to point out toxic masculinity…. But it’s crickets when it comes to toxic feminists. Gigi isn’t dumb. She knew how to get exactly what she wanted from this situation and drive the narrative in her favor. She posted and deleted a goodbye to the Powells in November I believe…. Was MIA in Dec and has been in and out since. Their relationship was already on the outs. Little miss was seen getting cozy with a male friend in Miami and NYC and y’all aren’t calling foul on that….. he even tagged and left red hearts for her…. Double standard?? Meanwhile you’re cool will her using Glen and his celeb status to elevate herself and her business while dragging him thru the mud with cheating allegations?? She latched on to fan driven narrative over photos from a RomCom set and turned it to her advantage.

Sending Glen hate, commenting on all posts he’s tagged in, dragging him on all platforms… it’s toxic, unhealthy, uncool, and shows mental instability. I’m not saying doing the same to Gigi would be ok bc it’s not.

I am legit hoping that Glen’s mental health is doing ok and he’s living HIS best life. That man deserves happiness and a healthy relationship because everything I see coming to light from this last one has all sorts of red flags. Is he perfect? No. Is anyone? No. There are WAY more messy celebs in Hollywood that actually would deserve the heat for their actions…. Glen is one of the good ones. He has worked his ass off to get where he’s at and I hate seeing it being tainted by a bitter ex gf trying to stay relevant. Honestly, I also hope Gigi finds happiness bc she’s giving off very bitter, unhappy human vibes.

End Rant.

I’m sorry beautiful! I laughed at this so hard! Please forgive me!!!!😅😭😂😭😭😭😂😂😂😂😂

Tried to do that thing glen does with that toothpick. Now i have a bleeding tongue lolll😭

Such a beautiful sight to see. 🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰

He’s so tan and delicious

This… I have thoughts about this that agree with this, but maybe another time.

In TG 86 Ice flew the mission right? And who saved the day, Mav… as spare.

While I was in the shower it hit me that Mav knew that he could fly with Bradley (Ice coded) so who would Mav trust to save the day if he needed it? Jake (Mav coded).

SO!!!!!

Bradley was presented as the Ice coded character between the two of them. He’s slow but perfect. Methodical, aloof and arrogantly pulled back. Has friends but keeps the at the distance and butts head WITH Mav over trivial things but also thinks Mav is reckless and dangerous. Bradley also dislikes Jake, or at least has a rivalry with Jake based on the unpredictable nature and recklessness that Jake flies with. Bradley also doesn’t have a problem with calling Jake out on his flying (“you’ll someone to an early grave” which mirrors “yeah I have a problem, you’re dangerous”).

WHERE Jake is presented as the Mav character. Loud, charming, the center of attention. Hated for his talented ALSO!!! Uses songs to convey feelings (throw back to Mav singing to Charlie and Jake playing Slow Ride). Jake also flies like Mav (fast, carefree, leaves his wingmen- Mav even commented on that). Jake also KNOWS that he’s reckless dangerous and wears it like a badge of honor. (“We’ll anyone who follows you will just run out of gas. But that’s just you, ain’t it Rooster?” Mirroring “you’re right, Iceman, I am dangerous”).

Jake flying spare wasn’t saying that Bradley’s the better pilot or even a comparison on their talent, it was a direct reflection OF their talents. Jake can pull off insane flying but he’s unpredictable and thrives in environments where he can improvise and rely on himself. Where Bradley thrives where he has a plan and can be perfect. They’re both insanely talented but in different ways.

So Bradley who is Ice and Goose, the two people Mav knows he flies well with, Mav would pick him as the wingman because Mav can predict that and trust Bradley in the sky like he trusted Ice. BUT!!!! Mav would trust that someone like himself would be able to save the day because he SAVED the day. Which is why he would put Jake in as the last defense. Because Bradley could NEVER fly spare where Jake could NEVER fly wingman because Ice is a wingman and Mav is the savior.

And I think that it’s so cool.

Lowkey shipping you with Jesus now. Jk, jk, enjoy your Sunday, XOXO

Aww! Thanks beautiful! Jesus is a good guy. Like he’s probably one of the best you could have, but I think he’s got a wifey already. There have been lots of people, especially in the church I go to theorizing that he had a relationship with Mary Magdalene. Honesty, I have a feeling it might’ve been true. Not saying it’s doctrine or anything, but they would make a ccute couple. Plus’s JC is my older bro.😅😂😂 love you too!!!!xoxo!!!

There are crazy things that are happening all over the world today. Anger is raging in the hearts of many and the world feels more like a battleground than the place it use to be. Because of that, I am going to try my best and commit to not be one who has anger in her heart. I will not be one who pretends that she does not give a care in the world when she really is hurting and has emotions tenfold. I will not mask my hurt with anger and I will not mask my fear with pretending to be someone I’m not. There is a phrase that says that we should fake it till we make it, but what is that benefiting us? Sure we can learn to go through the motions, but then we’re not really living. We’re kind of just in that i between state. We should be able to live and love. Love is not weak, feeling emotions is not pitiful, and faking is not living. A person is allowed to feel hurt, but they should not always choose anger. Instead, they should let theirselves feel hurt and then try to understand how they could be better. Anger just leads to feeling bitter and confusion. It’s better to let yourself feel hurt and not be quick to anger. Hear the other person out, then tell them your side, and then come to an agreement. Anger reaps pride and pride reaps blaming others entirely for the mistake that involved both parties and not just one. Is that what we become? People who blame rather than love? People who are quick to anger rather than people who care? Again, love and caring are not weak. Instead, they make us stronger. Also, a person is allowed to feel fear. One should not be hiding their fears for toughness. Yes, it’s ok to feel tough, but it is also ok to feel fearful. This allows one to understand what they are afraid of. Though some may choose a path that makes them more fearful, instead choose a path that will help you get over your fears. Now that you have discovered your fears, what can you do to help you understand your fears as they really are-getting over the fear? All this that I just described is truly living. The negatives are not and make one instead go through the motions. Today, I vow to truly live.

In The Dark (Jack Kline x OFC/Reader)

A/N: So, I actually thought of this idea about two nights ago when our electricity went out, during a big wind storm. Idaho rarely gets those, but I am kind of glad that I did. If there wasn’t a windstorm then I wouldn’t have come up with this idea for @carry-on-my-wayward-asbutt . Enjoy! 

Summary: Clo and Jack have liked each other ever since Clo was brought to the bunker to live with the Winchesters. Jack has always taken to a liking to Clo. He thinks that she is the most beautiful girl ever and has the most perfect spirit anyone has ever had. Clo loves how pure Jack is and how he tries to be like Castiel every day. One terrible, storm night, a windstorm comes into town and knocks all the lights out in the Bunker making it very hard to see. Clo comes up with an idea to find Jack in the darkness and finally tell him how she feels. Besides, telling your crush in the dark was always better anyway because if she gets rejected at least he won’t see her cry. So she hopes. 

Warning: None

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  The wind was howling through the pipes of the old building making it sound like as if someone was whistling through the whole building. This made Clo a bit unsettled in her stomach. She hated windstorms and being in an old building that could collapse any moment was not helping settle her stomach either. Sam had said that The Bunker was built to last, but she just was not convinced. She probably would never be convinced, seeing that she had a past with being in old collapsible buildings. That’s how her parents died and just the thought made her shutter at what could happen tonight. 

   She set her book down, that just had  her attention a moment ago and got up to go to the kitchen. It was nearly eleven at night and she felt like she could go for a snack at the moment. She headed out of her room and started her way down the old hallway. She was so amazed every time she went down this hallway. It reminded her of the time that she spent with her parents, before their death in England. They use to stay at small bed and breakfasts where the hallways were similar to the ones in the bunker. Being in this hallway made her feel like she was with her parents again. 

   As she continued to walk down the hallway, she started to think about how good Sam and Dean had been to her. She had never met two more noble men in her life. They were literally the epitome of Superman and Batman. How did she meet them and get wound up in the hunter life with them? When she had just gotten back from a trip with a few friends from California, they had stopped at a national park. Unaware of the origins of the park, they decided to stay the night there. That was where it all started for her. Apparently there was a pack of werewolves that had settled in that park for centuries. That night, a few younger members had gotten to her friends, taking them out. Just when they were about to kill Clo, that’s when Sam and Dean showed up. After all that was over, it was Sam who had suggested she stay with them. Clo was a bit dumbfounded. First these two amazing men come and help her and then one of them suggests she stay with them? She wasn’t complaining at all and was in fact thrilled with the idea. What else was she supposed to do? She was out in the forest, literally in the middle of nowhere. Her friends had all just died and she really had no home to go to since the death of her parents. The house was sold and her only place to stay was her owned apartment. She definitely was not going back to her apartment. It would be just another reminder that she was alone again. She she said yes and they took her back to the bunker with them. She has been living here ever since. She looked back now, and wish that she hadn’t. If she would have know that the bunker would be one of her fears, then she would have just gone homeless. Oh well, beggars could not be choosers after all.  

   There was another gush of wind that went through the pipes as she entered the kitchen. Tonight was definitely going to be a long night. She opened up the refrigerator and pulled out a loath of bread, lettuce, tomatoes, cheese, and a couple slices of meat, cut up in a container. She set them on the table and started making her sandwich. At least her gourmet sandwich would help with her lousy stomach. 

   She began cutting the cheese, when she heard footsteps making their way into the kitchen. The sound stopped only just inches away from the table making Clo look up and meet eyes with the one and only man who could take her breath away. She tried to hide it though and tried answer with ease. “Hey Jack.” she said looking back down at her sandwich. “Hi Clo, how has your night been?” He asked. She smiled at his question. He too sweet for his own good. That made him even more pure. “Good, but the stupid wind is making my stomach uneasy, so that’s why I’m in the kitchen making myself a sandwich.” This made Jack tilt his head and look at her in confusion. “ Humans eat to help their stomachs are uneasy? Do stomachs have souls just like them? Is that why Dean is always eating?” Clo laughed at the last question. She looked at him and smiled. “ Jack, first off stomachs do not have souls and no that’s why Dean doesn’t eat. He eats because he’s basically in love with food. I mean if food was a girl then he would definitely date her. As for the food and everyone eating when they get uneasy part? I’m not sure. I just mean that I usually eat when i get uneasy.” Jack looked like a bulb went off in his head and just smiled. His next words made Clo almost choke on her food. 

   “I love that you eat when your stomach gets uneasy.” He said, like a little five year old. A piece of cheese that Clo had bee chewing on, made it’s way into her breathing socket, making her cough a few times. Eventually after the fourth cough, she was able to get it out. “A-are you okay Clo?” Jack asked, laced with concern in his voice. Clo just nodded and blinked her eyes a couple of times to hold back the tears that were threatening to make their way down her face. “Yeah Jack, I’m good.” Jack didn’t look convinced though. “I-I think I should get Cas, just to see if you are alright.” Clo grabbed him by the wrist and held it tight so he wouldn’t be able to go anywhere. This made Jack look at her in confusion. Clo made direct eye contact with him. “Don’t Jack. Really. I’m fine. You don’t need to get Castiel.” She gave him a smile for extra measure, just so he could believe her. He relaxed a bit and she let go of his wrist. 

   Just when Clo was about to make another comment about how she was fine, more wind rustled through the pipes in the ceiling and made the lights flicker. Four flickers later, and the lights were out. “Sammy!” came Dean’s voice. “Dean!” Shouted Sam in response. Large footsteps could be heard through the hallways. “Where are you?!” yelled Sam again. “ In my room!” Dean shouted back. “Where’s Clo and Jack?” Asked Sam. This made Clo perk up. “Right here in the kitchen, but it’s very dark!” She replied. She heard a chuckle from Dean. “Didn’t quite think it was Heaven, princess.” he called back. Clo just rolled her eyes at his stupid response and tried to find her way to the door, careful not to cut any of her fingers on the knife that was still on the counter. 

    She heard shuffling going in the opposite direction of the door. “Jack?” she called out. “Where are you going?” The shuffling stopped. “Going to see if I can get my phone.” came his response. She smiled at how gullible he was. “That’s good, but I think the door out of the kitchen is in the opposite direction of where you actually want to go. “ She said. She heard a little giggle come from his direction and the shuffling of feet coming back her way. “Thanks.” he replied with relief in his voice. 

   After a couple of minutes of shuffling, he was right by her side again. She heard some fidgeting coming from his end. Clo looked in the direction of where his body would be, if the lights were on. “Are you okay?” she asked. “Um, yeah. I just can’t really see anything.” He said, laughing a little. Clo smiled at his comment. “It’s okay, I can’t see either.” “I guess I won’t be getting my phone then, huh?” he asked. She giggled in response. “Probably not Jack.” 

  They could barely hear Sam and Dean anymore. Had they gone to go find light? Clo certainly hoped so. If they didn’t then she certainly would try to. She didn’t care how dark it was. She just wanted this windstorm to be over and the lights back on.  

   The wind blew loudly against the bunker, making it seem like they were out on sea, instead of land. Gusts banged at the windows and front door, sounding all through out the building. “ That wind seems pretty tough.” came Jack’s voice. Clo hummed in agreement. Silence fell between the two, making the wind the only sound that could be heard throughout The Bunker. Clo felt a hand slither it’s way into the palm of  her hand, squeezing it tight. The only person that was right beside her right now was Jack and the thought that he would initiate something like that made her heart beat faster. “Jack?” she asked a little baffled. “Can I tell you something?” came his voice again, time a little more timidly. She smiled. “Yeah, go ahead.” “You promise not to laugh?” he asked. “No, I promise. What is it?” She said, desperately hoping what she thought it was. Maybe the windstorm wasn’t so bad after all. 

   She heard Jack take a deep breath in and then out. “Okay, here goes nothing. Well, Dean said that when you like someone you should tell them because life can be too short not to and Clo, I think I like you.” He said, a little quiver in his voice as he squeezed her hand a little tighter. Clo could not believe with she was hearing. Did Jack Kline just admit to liking her? Were her dreams finally coming true. Her heart was beating out of her chest. She smiled. “ You like me Jack?” She asked, taking the opportunity to take her hand out of his. “Y-yes.” He stuttered. She backed away from him. A plan forming in her mind. “Is this true?” she asked, backing away until her back hit the wall of the hallway. “Yes.” This time it was a little more confident. This made her smile grow even more. “Well Jack Kline, I have a secret to tell you, but you’ll have to find me first.” She said, giggling like a school girl with a crush. Which she obviously did have and it so happened that her crush liked her back. Clo felt her way down the hallway wall, leading to heaven knows where, but she so desperately hoped that Jack would find her. The secret she had to tell him was a good one and one that she so wanted to tell him. 

   She heard Jack’s shuffling footsteps trying to follow her. She could just imagine him, arms out and flailing, trying to find her. It warmed her heart at the thought. “Where are you ?” he asked. “I’m not telling. You will just have to keep finding me.” she replied, giggling a little again. “Should’ve taken my phone with me.” he mumbled. This made her laugh out loud as she continued to follow the hallway wall. She kept following it, until her back hit the end. “I’m close Jack.” She called out. Jack replied with a laugh of victory. “I do hope so!” he shouted. 

   She waited for him against the wall. Her heart aching for him to be near her. She needed to tell him her secret and she needed to now. If she didn’t, she was sure that her heart would burst out of her chest. She patted her thighs to keep herself waiting. It was taking a little while while longer than she expected. She hoped that he just hadn’t given up and left to his room yet. 

   Finally after so many moments of waiting, she felt his arms wrap around her. He pulled her close to him.  His breath hit her face, but it was so inviting. “So” he asked “What is your secret?” She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled his head down until her lips were level with his ear. “I like you too.” She whispered. This made Jack’s grip her waist tighter, while she leaned her head on his chest. They just stood in each other’s embrace for what seemed like hours, but was probably only mere minutes to anyone else. 

  “Can I try something?” came Jack’s voice. This made Clo lift her head off his chest and look up at where his face would be. “Anything.” She said sweetly. She felt him pull back a little. He placed his hands on her neck. His hands felt their way up to her face, feeling every little inch there was. He traced her lips, her ears, and her nose. “Wow, even in the dark you are so beautiful.” He said, making her blush. Good thing he couldn’t see her or she sure would be even more embarrassed. “Jack, you can’t even see me.” She said. A smile tugged at his lips.”Doesn’t mean that I can’t tell just by my hands tracing your whole face.” He said back, chuckling. “To shay.” After their little conversation, Jack took this as the inititave to lean in and kiss her. 

   Clo’s hands went up an made their way into Jack’s hair, starting to play with it. Jack pulled her face closer to him. He wanted to be as close to her as possible during this moment. Their lips danced together, showing all the passion that they had for each other. Minutes later, Clo pulled apart and rested her forehead on his. “I really like you Jack Kline.” She said breathlessly. He pulled her back in for another short kiss, pulling away afterwards. “I really like you too, Clo. I might even go as far to say that I love you.” When she heard this, she pulled him down for another kiss, standing on her tippy toes to meet him halfway. This kiss was very passionate and pure like the first two. The way that it should be. They were moving at their own pace. 

    The lights in The Bunker came on, making them break away from kissing each other. Clo hid her face in the crook of his neck, while Jack looked up at the ceiling. They heard footsteps coming in their direction. “Clo! Jack!” came Dean’s voice. “Where are you!” Clo pulled away from Jack. “We should go.” she said, blushing a little. His right hand came up and cupped part of her face, pushing a strand of hair behind her ear. “You’re so beautiful when you blush.” He said, staring into her eyes, making her hear skip a beat. She smiled at him and grabbed his hand again. Pecking him on the lips, she led him, making their way back to where Sam and Dean were. They were definitely going to get a surprise tonight. Cas certainly would too, when he got back from his solo mission. 

   Just thinking about Cas finding out made Clo stop in her footsteps and turn back to Jack. It seemed liked he was thinking the same thing too. Both of their eyes went big as they they both screamed in unison. “CAS!” 

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 A/N: Well that’s all folks! I hope you all enjoyed and @carry-on-my-wayward-asbutt , I hoped you liked it too. Another one will be coming out tomorrow. I’m going to go on a little hiatus, but will be back shortly. After the hiatus, I will start accepting requests. I don’t write smut thought! Okay, see ya’ll soon! 

The first is my contact and the second is my background photo. I don’t care. I love a man in uniform and every picture I have of him will be in uniform.

okay, class…..

if you were dating Jake Seresin—what would be your contact photo of him? and what would be your background?

personally mine would be this combo (contact photo on the left, background on the right):

reblog with your combo or 1382947 years of bad luck

Well looks like the blonde girl isn't his gf but someone else might be 😅

Well whoever it is, I’m so happy for them both! They definitely deserve to be happy with each other!😊🥰

Me, but with this man.

I’m obsessed

Every time I think that I’m getting over this man (not like over over, just more relaxed and calm) he reels me back in. Every. Time!!! Like, I’ll start fangirling over someone else for a bit then suddenly I’ll see a picture of him and boom, back to my old bs. This man, the chokehold he has on me, my god🥵