....i was supposed to be doing homework

anonymous asked:

Ok how about Battle of Gods or Revival of F

Battle of Gods

Originally posted by chunli

This movie was just fun and really cool to me. That, and I love Beerus and Whis. Bingo Vegeta. Also the golden trio, Goten, Trunks and Marron playing in the beginning, I was sobbing because I’ve waited so long for a moment like that. Too bad they remade it in Super and the moment was gone. Damn bitches. When I saw this movie I thought Super Saiyan God was gonna be the last and most powerful transformation…I was wrong. I still feel like it should be the last and most powerful though!! I mean, there’s just too many transformations at this point.

Honestly who the fuck thought that it would be a good idea to invent online homework for topics like physics, chemistry, and calculus?? Like literally who is that fucking detached from reality that they thought online homework for topics dealing heavily with calculations that have a very specific answer and are extremely sensitive to rounding would be a good idea?!?

These stupid fucking programs don’t actually fucking test if I know how to do the work, all they test is if I can punch in the right answer. How the fuck am I supposed to improve my understanding of the topic when I’m not submitting my written work to the professor so he can show me where I went wrong? I could be doing all of the work correctly and still lose points because of something fucking stupid like rounding or significant digits. If I were able to submit written homework I could at least prove that I understand the fucking concept. But with these stupid fucking online programs I can’t prove anything. If I get the answer off by one fucking digit then the entire problem is wrong and it’s FUCKING BULLSHIT.

God I fucking hate online homework.

omgliterallysokawaii  asked:

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oh mY god you are just aSKING ME TO GET ON MY SOAPBOX bc i have so much to say about filthy rich glucose father!jeon jeongguk and his cutie pie sugar baby park jimin i JUST CANNOT 👏  fUCKING 👏  DEAL👏  

edit: i’ve just gone and realised i’ve written so much i’ve had to put it under the cut i’m so sorry you’re probably like the fuck i didn’t ask for this 

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Shut up, Make Me

“Eren, this is the last time that I’m going to warn you about talking during my lecture. If it happens again, I’m going to have to call your mother.”

“Yes, sir.” Eren grumbled.

Levi snickered from behind Eren and tapped the end of his pencil to his bottom lip, drawing the brunette’s attention to the deluctable piece of flesh. “Wouldn’t want daddy getting angry at you now do you, Jaeger?”

Eren shot him a glare. “Leave me alone, Levi.”

Levi raised his eyebrow and eyed Eren’s crotch. “Are you sure about that?”

Eren felt a blush coming and quickly turned around in his seat. He huffed as he propped his chin into his palm and mentally cursed at the world.

This is why he hated Civics class.

“Now, as I was saying, the government is made up of…”

Eren rolled his eyes and picked up his pencil. He had already read the second chapter last night, so what was the point in listening when he already knew the fundamentals of the federalists?

Zoning out Mr. Smiths voice, Eren found himself in his own world; a world in which didn’t contain a particular raven head with silver beaded eyes and a reputation that could kill.

Levi Ackerman.

He was known for being an unpredicting and violent person at Trost. Yeah, he may have also built up a reputation for being a man whore, but it’s not like anyone really cared. As long as they got fucked in the end, then there were happy endings for everyone.

And all Eren wanted was to be left alone from said man. It was like Levi was trampling him with invitations to get fucked in any position, at any time, and at any place, every day since junior year. It was getting annoying, and it was getting annoying pretty fast. Well, at least it was annoying in some VERY distracting ways.

When the bell went off to signal the end of third period and the beginning of first lunch, Eren gathered his things and sauntered out of the classroom.

He could feel a pair of eyes digging into the back of his head, but that was the least of his worries. What was more important at the moment was filling up his empty stomach. He made the terrible mistake to skip out on breakfast this morning, which in turn, made him totally regret doing it in the first place with how his stomach was growling out in protest.

Swiftly maneuvering through the crowds in the hallway, he made his way to his locker and went to unlocking the damn thing. He swore the piece of shit hated him.

“Want some help with that, Jaeger?”

Eren rolled his eyes. “Go away, Levi.”

“Aw, does the little Jaeger want his daddy?”

“No.” Eren spat as he opened his locker and stuffed his bag in. “Why would I?” He questioned as he slammed the door and turned to face the short raven. “He’s dead anyway.”

Levi smirked and leaned forward, just far enough so that Eren could smell the faint scent of Cologne wafting from him.

And boy did that have his head swimming.

“Want one?”

Eren quirked his eyebrow up and snorted. “You are unbelievable, you know that?”

Levi grinned and brushed his lips against Eren’s ear. “I’m also unbelievable in bed,” He whispered, his hot breath fanning over Eren’s skin. “I can also fuck that pretty ass of yours into the fucking oblivion.”

Eren scoffed. “I beg to differ. Someone of your height can’t possibly dominate someone like me.”

Levi cocked his eyebrow. “Oh really, Jaeger?”

Eren looked into Levi’s eyes and traveled them along his face, absorbing each and every crease before they shifted down to his parted lips. “Yeah.”

“Then fucking show me.”

Eren rolled his eyes and pushed off of the lockers. Why are short midgets so damn horny?

“Maybe next time, Levi.”

“You didn’t seem to say that when you went running after Jean yesterday a-”

Eren slapped a hand onto Levi’s mouth and glanced around him before setting his eyes on his charcoal ones. “Ever heard of shutting up?”

Levi pushed Eren’s hand away and grinned. “Make me, bitch.”

That’s it.

Eren grabbed Levi’s hand and pulled him into the boys bathroom, slamming the door shut behind him as he hoisted Levi up onto his hips and immediately went at attacking those lips. Sucking, and licking, and biting at that flesh before slipping his tongue out just far enough to lap at the blood.

Levi moaned and fished his fingers into Eren’s messy hazelnut hair, harshly tugging on the strands and causing their chests to push up against each other. Eren growled and dug his fingernails into Levi’s waist as his other hand wrapped loosely around his neck, guiding his mouth into sync with Levi’s lips as he gave a slight tilt to his chin with his thumb and index finger.

“F-fuck me…” Levi gasped out.

Eren chuckled. “Weren’t you going to be the one to fuck me?”

Levi rolled his eyes and pulled Eren back into the kiss.

“Shut up, brat.”


*I’m supposed to be doing my AP LIT homework, but I felt like writing a gay thingy sooooo yeah*

The thing that still fucks me up is the way Even holds Isak’s chin with his fingers. So gently and so lovingly. Probably, when Isak had taken this photo, Even just tilted his head and tugged Isak’s chin so he could properly kiss Isak.

remember when manly dan called dipper a little girl and he flinched and denied it rly quickly as if it’s a sore topic for him


or when there was an entire episode dedicated to dipper and him not being “manly enough”


and when he teared up and said “I’m not a male. I’m not a man. Is that what you’re getting at?”


remember how dipper always wears a shirt to the pool


and how he’s always wanted tyrone as his name and how dipper isn’t his “real name”


or how he’s embarrassed of his own sneeze because people call it adorable


this kid is trans someone fight me

Steps to You (Lin x Reader)

Word Count: 3,466 (this was supposed to be a short one…)

Warnings: nudity, mentions of sex

Authors Note: Hello! I thought of this when I was in my stats class on friday, and started it instead of doing my homework… hope its worth it! This is also dedicated to my dear friend @hamilton-noodles for no reason other than the fact that she is the most amazing person ever ( i dont think theres a better reason to dedicate this to her than that) Thanks for being amazing and comforting me and talking to be when im trapped in hell (AKA school) my man. Be sure to check out her amazing writing HERE.

Summary: (ooooohhh new addition to the beginning portion of my fics) Walking down the aisle is hard…

Request: NONE… ok leave me be.

Masterlist

You sat at the vanity, your hands trembling and tracing the white of your wedding dress.

“If you keep gripping at that dress it’s going to be wrinkled before you have a chance to walk down the aisle.” you heard your mom say, but you didn’t stop. It was the only thing that kept your nerves from getting to you.

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OK SO

pretty painting huh?

BUT

and not just one but look

 

at

this

 

HOW AM

I SUPPOSED

TO

DO THIS

but seriously

Looking at you sir lawrence alma-tadema

nope, are YOU kidding me

and it

just

doesn’t stop

 

I am

honestly so sorry but

classical degree done good

for sure

Pick Up Limes - Peter Maximoff x Reader

Imagine Peter having a Crush on You but he doesn’t know what to do other than lots and lots of cheesy pick up lines. (Requested by anon)

(I’m tumblr trash shhhh)

Originally posted by heavyflovv


“Hey. (Y/n).” There was a whizz and suddenly Peter was sitting - or rather lying- on the desk which you’d been doing your homework on.

“Hello.” You said with a slight laugh, “What are you doing, Peter?”

“No, but you could be.” He winked cheesily, sliding off your desk. 

“What-” Oh, doing Peter. 

He laughed, “Sorry, I’m not very good at this.”

“At doing yourself?” You teased.

He rolled his eyes, “You’re just as bad, Missy.”

“Oh, and you would know I suppose?” You leaned forward, on your elbow on your desk.

Peter glanced around and then with a whoosh, he was gone. 


Walking down the hallway of the mansion the next morning you were suddenly stopped by Peter standing in front of you.

“Hello.” You said hesitantly.

“We have Chemistry right?” He suddenly blurted.

“As our next class?”

“Um yeah sure. See you when we have chemistry!” And he was gone, his hands leaving your shoulders as fast as they’d appeared there.


When you arrived in your next class with Peter he came to apologise to you.

“Hey (Y/n). Sorry about earlier. I’m feeling a bit off today.” He paused and then a grin spread over his features, “But you definitely turn me-” He broke off laughing. “I’m sorry I can’t do this.”

He vanished again, leaving you standing in the corridor again, as confused as ever. 


It was when you were sitting out on the grass with some friends, doing your homework and just talking when Peter next appeared.

You saw him out of the corner of your eye. He seemed to be slowly making his way over to you and his friends but he kept stopping to pick something up. Or somethings.

As he got closer you realised they were limes. He saw you and waved, dropping all the limes.

“Oh my god.” You muttered, getting up and running over to him to help.

“I’m sorry.” He said, being very clumsy with the limes. 

“It’s ok-”

Peter suddenly looked up at you, locking eyes. “Sorry. I’m bad at pick up limes.”

You stared at him, the smile spreading across your lips, before you grabbed him by the collar, pressing his lips to yours. You felt him smile before he kissed you back, dropping all the limes around you. 

When you pulled away, unable to keep the grin off your face, Peter smirked at you. “So uh.. hey, will you go out with me then?”

“Yes you dork.”

And he kissed you again.