Occasionally, YouTube comments are not a cesspool - the top comment on this video is “Liam has encountered an error and needs to close.” 

im laughing the more you play sdr2 the more u can see hajime’s decent into saltiness like

chapter 1 someone insults his house hes like “hey! what was that for!?”

chapter 3 hes like “what the fuck you havent even seen my house back off buckaroo”

i need to go back opn my antipsychojtics bcs while i have been LIVING life and genuinely enjoying myself and laughing more than ever i ….. literally cant watch any movies or read and i dont really care bcs it is all meaningless to me but i still dont know what im doing with my life and it will be like 4 months until i can move and put all this crazed energy into acting and networking….

The Place I Call My Home (Part 2/?) (Bucky x Reader)

A/N: Well, I am really getting excited with this fic! I really hope you guys like it, and that you are enjoying how it’s turning out. Anywho, updates are going to be semi-regular. I hope to at least do once a week. 

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Warnings: Violence. 

Part Two:

Today was a fairly busy day at Central Park Zoo. The baby penguins were going to be introduced to the exhibit today, and would finally be on display for the public. Young children were lined up around the glass of the enclosure, giggling and laughing at the penguins playing with each other. Your favorite penguin, Tuxedo, was puffing his chest out at a female. This made the kids laugh even more. You chuckled at the penguin’s swagger, and made your way to the inside of the exhibit. Your job was to transfer the babies while ensuring their health and safety.

You entered the room behind the penguin’s enclosure and made your way to your office. On your desk was a note from your boss stapled to some logistics that needed to be filled out. You put on your lab coat and your goggles, and made your way to the baby penguins. They were noisily squeaking when you approached, begging to be fed and given attention. “Calm down, little ones. Today you’re going to your new home!” you cooed at them lovingly. You slipped on some protective gloves, and readied a box so you could move them with ease. You prepped the box with blankets so they wouldn’t be too disrupted by the transition of environments. “Alright lil munchkins, let’s get you goin!” One by one, you placed the little chicks of fur into the box. You opened the door to the enclosure area quickly, and carried the box gently. As you stepped into the enclosure, cameras began snapping and children began pointing and jumping with excitement. You smiled sweetly at the reaction, and set the box down. You quickly yet soothingly helped each penguin out of the box, and let them explore their area. Tuxedo sauntered over towards you excitedly, expecting a treat of raw fish. “Tux, I don’t have any treats for you today!” you said, chuckling as the bird nuzzled against your pant leg. You had done your job for now, before leaving the penguin’s exhibit, you flashed a big smile and gave final wave to the observant crowd.

“We need all staff on guard, stat! Code red, intruders ARE ARMED!” Sam’s voice yelled over the walkie talkie that was strapped to your waist. You immediately paled as your heart climbed into your throat. As long as you had worked at the zoo, nothing like this had ever happened before. You saw the crowd take in your reaction, and panic broke through the crowd. You began yelling loud enough that the people on the other side of the glass could hear you. “FIND THE NEAREST EXIT, AND GET OUT NOW!” You ran into the back room and sped towards the exit that would put you out in the common area of the zoo. Fear and panic were all you felt, but you didn’t let it stop you from protecting the innocent people who were here for enjoyment.

As you rounded the corner of the zoo that led you towards the exhibit holding the sea lions, you spotted several intruders. Immediately, they began to shoot at you. You hid quickly enough that they had missed. You had seen that a family was being held hostage. You cursed under your breath, and grabbed the walkie. “Wilson, they have hostages. Are the police on the way?” “(Y/N), reinforcements are on the way. Can you do something, maybe distract them? The public is our first priority!” You cleared your throat, and raised your hands in the air as you stepped out into the open. “Take me, and release them” you pleaded as you inched closer. “Remove any electronics or weapons that you have!” ordered one of the intruders. You removed your walkie, your keys, and your cell phone. You placed them onto the ground, and inched closer. “You have ten seconds to leave our sight or we’ll shoot you dead” they warned the family. They sprinted out of there, and you were grabbed roughly. “What is your job here?” someone asked with a thick Russian accent. “I’m a marine biologist” you answered bleakly. “A scientist, then?” he said with a smirk. “I suppose” you spat back. “Don’t give me lip, or I’ll shoot you down without a second thought.” A gun was placed to your already sweating forehead, and you gritted your teeth, trying to hold back your screams.

“Shoot her, and I will rip you lip from limb” a voice said, cold and merciless. You turned towards the voice, and were startled at the sight of two men. One was Captain America. The other one, holding a machine gun in an entirely metal arm, was shaking with rage. It was your neighbor.

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when you’re allergic to feathers but you gotta go beat up your father

*a cackle is heard in the distance*

Imagine an entire Star Trek show about a group of people who aren’t members of the bridge crew or one of the higher ups, and each week it’s them trying to do their job while crazy shit happens that they don’t really understand, like:

  • They get an announcement from their superior officers that goes “You may notice a child walking around the ship in a captain’s uniform. That is in fact the captain and is to be treated the same as always. We’re quickly working on a solution.”
  • A transporter mishaps causes the chief engineer to turn into a vulcan. They try not to stare at the ears, and move on.
  • Shots of them reacting to superior officers running through the background in the midsts of a red alert that they don’t know what it’s in response to.
  • “Did you hear the away team landed on planet that had five years pass before they got them back?” “Man, I’m glad I got skipped over for that assignment.”
  • Trying to figure out if the rumor that their commander got kidnapped by an alien race that considers them their god is true or just something made up by a bridge crewman to mess with them.
  • Popping in and out of existence and taking bets on which All Powerful race it is that’s doing it and why.
  • anytime Weird Shit happens on the ship it’s never explained. why are there chickens in the Jeffrey Tubes? why does the captain have a double? why did the chief medical examiner briefly turn homicidal? they don’t know and neither do you.
  • Each episode ends with them pouring one out for the crewmembers who died that week.