also sorry this looks like poo

aren’t these the kind of matching outfits y’all wanted? 

i’ve been seeing ships with these shirts everywhere but never saw a d&p one sooooo why not?

also idk who came out with these shirts idea but if you do you could dm me their username or link so i can credit them propely.

ps: if you are seeing this in a computer and phil’s hair looks like it has radioactive poo in it i’m sorry. in my phone it looked completely normal.

anonymous asked:

Sorry to bother you but what is the difference between achaeology and anthropology?

Never a bother, friend!

The way I understand it is that anthropology looks at more non-physical aspects of cultures, like linguistics and social structures and things like that, whereas archaeology is all about the stuff, the physical remains of the past. I’m also the first to admit that I don’t know much about anthropology, but the primary thing that all archaeologists focus on is what we call “material culture.” It’s all the stuff that gets left behind, everything from houses to pottery to bones to poo. And sometimes, all that gets left behind are stains in the soil, which is where a lot of prehistory sits, and that’s when things can get really interesting. Or weird, depending on your perspective (see: sexy handaxe theory).

its-so-super-cute  asked:

I just wanna say that I've discovered your account bc of vanilla rules (I'm jk biased but Jimin thooo 💦💦) and I love your writing holy poo 💩💩 also I bet that anon that was hating is glad for it being anonymous for their own sake 😞😞 anyway, I look forward to reading more stuff from you 😄 sending hugs 💖

OMG!!! Hello fellow sufferer! I am glad you like the story and thank you for being such an angel because this message is a morale booster for me right now! :) Sending millions of hugs and also:

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(this last one is a ticket straight to hell)

You’re welcome!

Little Home- Bucky Barnes


Hey, I was wondering if you could do an imagine where the reader is an orphaned teenager and was brainwashed like Bucky and she used to work for Hydra cause she was good at fighting and also an elemental and she stayed with Bucky after they escaped & they know what each other went through so they’re like really really good friends and they think of each as family. Could you maybe do a scene from civil war or just a scene from before where they’re just like living together or something? Thanks 😊

Sorry this took so long (and that is a pile of poo)

Bucky awoke feeling groggy as the haze of the night before began to clear as he looked around his room. Clothes were littered everywhere.

Noticing you weren’t beside him, the soldiers’ natural reaction was to panic. ‘Oh god, who’s got her? Where’d she go?’ Thoughts of your inevitable demise flashed through his mind, until he heard… whistling?

He slowly made his way to the kitchen, unable to stop the yawn that escaped him as he turned the corner down the hall. As he got closer the whistling got louder, and then a loud clatter caused the noise to stop.

“Son of a bitch!” A soft voice mumbled, followed by a giggle. “Good thing I made too much.” You muttered to yourself as Bucky realised it was you.

He sighed loudly in relief, causing your to turn around. “Buck? You’re up!” You cheered, running over to hug him.

“Morning.” He mumbled, bending down to press his lips against your forehead softly.

You took a step back to finish making breakfast. He took in the sight of you in his shirt, reaching up to grab something from the cupboard and he smiled.

His smiled faded though realising, the inevitable, that the panic of this morning would one day become real, and that you would one day be put into grave danger.

“What’s the matter?” You spoke up and placed his breakfast in front of him.

He sighed and looked at you. “Someone’s going to come and get us soon and I don’t want you to be hurt.”

You took his hand gently and smiled.

Your entire body ached when you returned from a mission, as it always did. This had been your life as long as you could remember; it couldn’t get any better – could it?

You trudged into your room and collapsed to the concrete floor, sighing.

You didn’t even check to see if the soldier was in the room, you were probably bleeding you’re your head hurt. Maybe that was bleeding too.

Minutes ticked by as usual and you might have slept, you were never sure any more. If you had slept, a voice startled you awake.

“Are you hurt?” The gruff voice that you had grown accustom to spoke.

You look up at the long haired asset who stepped out of the shadows. “Not too bad.” You patted the place on the bed beside you.

The metal creaked as he sat and when his hand brushed yours you flinched away and so did he.

You look at him and a small smile fills your face and he slowly returned one.

“Listen.” You start. “We’re not in hydra anymore…When you get better and when my memory comes back we can find your friend Steve, he’ll help us.”

He smiled and kissed your forehead softly “You’re great you know that doll?”

“I know.” You smirk.



Tumblr! My fever just broke and my Percocet just kicked in so I’m feeeeling goooood. Well mostly.

Turns out I have an infection on top of a stitched up tongue and 50-plus stitches in my neck. Sorry if that grosses you out.

I’m just so excited to finally be feeling a little better that I wanted to pop in and say hi. Also, take a look at that smoothie awesomeness. I call it: it looks like poo but tastes amazing.

One day the swelling in my neck will go down, the muscles in my neck and face will be stronger, my smile will once again align and my voice and speech will resemble a new normal.

Thank you all so much for the messages. I sometimes had to read them three and four times as I’d forgotten I’d read them (thanks, drugs!), but they really helped my spirits.

Looking forward to catching up with you all in between fevers and medication peaks! 💊😄🙌


the top right one describes my internal artsy mess perfectly and completely #relatable

anyways i was tagged by brincess aka @murhdock for the 20 beautiful people thingy (thank you the latvian frog no.1 lover even tho i look like poo and shit and dirt) 20 people are too much i dont even have much fingers can you believe??? okay i tag @nehmesis @lyhch @noahcznerny @kav1nsky @paarrishs @deadkavinskcy @vamparrish @unsucessful @nymphdoras @rachiller @ganceys @spookykavinsky @josephkavinzky @maxesken @iansharps @ughommes @czemy @czernyy @yvessaintl @dreammeworlds