and my camera i mean phone

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Sometimes my brother lets me borrow his fancy camera and I take pictures of plants. I had to lower the quality to fit the size restrictions sadly //weeps

EDIT: By that I mean, my brother sent me the photo files through the phone so they’re phone quality so not the best for computer viewing //wheeze

so I went bowling

and, naturally, I typed in danny phantom for my name. it abbreviated it to dp on the board, since the full name is a little hard to fit in a little square. anyways, I’m sure most of you know what dp can stand for. as a result, my friend and I had this conversation (while she was filming me, mind you. she put it on her story):

elise: taylor
me, on my phone: yep
elise: you know dp means double penetration, right?
me: *looks up from phone while the camera zooms in on my face*
me: it means danny phantom you whOre

Birthday Wish - Peter Parker x Reader

Imagine for @hownottodie101 - hope you enjoy it! xo

Request: Hey!! Can you do anything cute and fluffy with Tom Holland’s Peter Parker? Something reader x Peter. Tia:)


Originally posted by khylinrhambo

After making your wish, you leaned over and blew out the 16 candles that covered the cake. You met the eyes of your mother who looked as if she were going to cry.

“Mom, I’m only 16. Don’t start packing my bags and meeting with suitors yet.” You laughed and she blinked away her tears.

“I’m sorry, I’m just thinking about this very day 16 years ago.” She sniffled. 

“You mean the day you cursed me out in the delivery room and said you hated me?” Your father winked at you and your mother smacked him on the arm. 

“Hey hon, where is that camera your grandmother sent you? You know she’ll want to see some photos from tonight.” 

“When will she get a cell phone?” You rolled your eyes and excused yourself from the table.

You headed straight for your closet to look for the camera package that was most likely buried under your clothes. Once you found it, you stuffed your shoes and clothes back in and headed for the bedroom door.

In the corner of your eye, you saw a figure sitting on your bed, causing you to shriek.

Your boyfriend Peter sat with a grin on his face.

“(Y/N)? What is it?” Your dad called up the stairs.

“Oh it’s nothing, dad. I just saw a spider.” You smirked and closed the door. You crossed the room and tackled Peter in a hug, pulling away to give him a kiss on the cheek.

“Very funny.” He sneered. “Y’know, you really shouldn’t leave your window open all the time.” 

“I’ll try to be better about that. I wouldn’t want to find some creep in my bed.” You gave him a playful shove and he laughed.

“I wanted to see you on your birthday.” He took your hand and placed a small blue box in your palm. “And I wanted to give you this.”

You looked up at him with a sheepish smile. “You really didn’t have to get me anything. You being here is enough. That’s actually what I wished for.”

“But I wanted to get you a gift. Open it!” He nudged your shoulder.

You lifted the lid and inside the box was a small, silver heart-shaped necklace lined with little jewels the color of your birthstone. Your heart swelled and a huge smile broke out onto your face. “It’s beautiful! Thank you so much, Peter.” 

“Read it.” He sounded nervous as he cleared his throat.

You gave him a confused look and pulled the necklace out of the box, flipping over the pendant. On the back in small engraved writing read “Love always, Peter”. 

Your stomach flipped and you felt your face burn. You looked up at him through your lashes and saw that his face was equally red, but still gleeful. 

“I’ve had so much fun with you these past few months. You’re the most interesting girl I’ve ever met. You’re so smart and so warm and kind and-and beautiful. I hate when we’re apart because I want to be around you all the time. You make my days so much brighter and…I’m in love with you.” He finished. 

Your heart felt like it was going to beat right out of your chest. You never had any experience since Peter was the first boy to ever really show an interest in you, but what he was feeling, you felt too. 

“Please say something.” He chuckled nervously and rubbed the back of his neck. You smiled and leaned into him, giving him an eager kiss. 

You had kissed a few times before, but it was nothing like this. This one was deep and electrifying and you knew it would be one of the most memorable moments of your life. 

You finally pulled away and pressed your forehead against his, your (E/C) eyes gazing into his brown ones. “I’m in love with you too.” 

He smiled and pulled you into another kiss, this one much softer. His hand reached up and held your cheek, his thumb stroking it gently. Once again, the two of you pulled away and he tucked your hair behind your ear before planting a kiss on your forehead. “May I?” He tugged at the necklace that was still clutched in your hand.

You turned around and lifted your hair so he could hook the chain. Your hand reached up and grasped the heart as you beamed down at it. 

“Well…” He trailed off, looking disappointed.

“Well?” You looked at him in concern.

“I hate to say it, but I should go.”

You nodded, feeling sad that he couldn’t stay with you. “I understand. Everyone needs you.”

“Go enjoy the rest of your evening with your family. I’ll be back later, okay?”

The frown on your face was replaced with a grin. “You will?”

“Of course! I wouldn’t want to disappoint my girl on her special day.” 

You blushed at him calling you “my girl”.

“Bye, Peter!” 

He covered his cheerful face with the red mask and ducked out your window, disappearing into the night.


This is the first imagine I’ve written in a while, and I really enjoyed it! Requests are still open :)

The Aftermath Addendums

March 6th   ‘17

WHY!  The ONE TIME I need my camera, and of course my phone died on me! I mean… I’m a good person… a decent person… I’m not CHLOE!

And how do the journalistic gods reward me?


ONE PICTURE– I managed to get ONE STUPID PICTURE.
It’s simply not fair.

I guess I should be grateful though… I DID get one picture.

It even came in pretty clear… and OH does Marinette have a lot to answer for…


…because WHAT was HE even doing there, and WHY was her dad chasing him down with a rolling pin?

Authored by: Alya Cesaire, Aspiring Journalist, Owner of the LadyBlog

AU where alexander actually takes a break and none of the act ii stuff (you know which one i mean) happen :)))))) 

@minky-for-short suggested i draw some fluffy hamliza cuz we dont have enough, so this came out!

Y: “Yes! Next time! …You mean at the Olympics party?”
O: “No, at the next wedding.”
Y: “Huh? Who’s getting married?”
O: “…”

Guys guys guys, I didn’t die (even though my uni is trying, very hard, to make me).
Little spoiler for the final scene of my little Otayuri doujinshi (that I will make, this is a promise).

Sorry for the crappy photo, I’ve got a very low quality phone camera…

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You have one occupation. Far be it from me to tell you that your code is rubbish…

But it is. Mobile decides to intermittently allow corrections, not show me website posts even though I have been tagged in the notifications (saying “This post does not exist”), not sending me my notifications, randomly shifting between my side blogs though it still indicates by heading I am in my main blog, and forcing me to move from message inbox to Dash in order to see new messages. What sense does that make? Who are you people? What are you doing with all your time?

And why can I not post images from my phone when in mobile? I think, like most of us, I no longer carry a camera. My primary means of Photography is my phone! So how long will it take you to develop the ability to use a picture from my phone in the Tumblr mobile app?

This is ridiculous.

And then you update, don’t correct these problems, but instead make it impossible for me to find anything.

Kudos.

I am going to be absent for a bit

NOw many people have i phones that can get them on tumblr and youtube whenever, however I have a brick phone and refuse to upgrade…because it’s more expensive. because of this however i will have to take a leave of absence. As some of you know my sisters wedding is this weekend and we have to drive a good ways away to get there which means, I wont be on here >w< I know it’s soooo terrible. I’m joking . But I will tell you this, i am brining my camera, so I should have many fun pics and videos from the wedding. I’m very excited and nervous though, I have to give a speach since i’m the maid of honor =.= there are going to be a lot of people. annnyways. I’m going to be off for a couple days, I might come on tomorrow morning for a hot second but then i’m oooouuuttt. But i’m sure it’ll be a lot of fun, I’m excited.

Originally posted by lissachan504

REMEMBER TO BOIL THE BONES OF THE CRITTERS YOU FUCKED UP FOR THE HOLIDAYS. RESPECT THEIR BODIES BY CONSUMING EVERYTHING!

 ALSO, ITS A DAMN SHAME TO THROW AWAY THAT TASTY TASTY MARROW AND FATTY SKIN. SOUP SEASON DEMANDS BROTH! 

 ALL YOU HAVE TO DO IS TAKE THE CARCASS OF YOUR MEAL, TEAR IT APART WITH YOUR MIGHTY CLAWS, AND DUMP IT IN A POT WITH ENOUGH WATER TO COVER THE REMAINS. 

FAT, SKIN, CONNECTIVE TISSUE, BITS OF MEAT YOU MISSED? IT ALL GOES IN THE FUCKING POT! 

 BOIL FOR ABOUT AN HOUR, AND WATCH AS THE WATER BREAKS DOWN THAT CARCASS INTO THE MOST MOUTHWATERING BROTH YOU EVER DID LAY YOUR EYES ON. 

 IF YOU HAVE A TOOL TO BREAK OPEN THE BONES, TRIUMPH! THE MARROW TRULY IS A SCRUMPTIOUS TREAT, AND MEAT-EATING WARRIORS SHOULD ENJOY THE FLAVOR~ 



(Remember to use a lid, or to periodically add more water as it evaporates off. I use a fork to scrape the last meaty bits off before taking out large bones (like the sternum) and replacing it with other big bones, so I can boil down everything. This is unnecessary if you have a huge-ass pot and can throw the entire fucking thing in) 

auxiliary-love  asked:

Do we get to see any St. Patty's Day photos soon?

Probably tonight. I have to try to get the camera away from Cartman to upload them. He wanted the pictures to be “extra” as he put it, with all of his fancy filters and lighting or whatever the hell he does with that thing. I don’t know what he means but my phone is plenty to take photos of the kids but no. He wouldn’t let me take photos with my phone, he said that the photos look “hella dark and hard to see with a damn iPhone camera.” Sometimes I just wanna shove his fancy camera up his ass.
-Kyle

cnet.com
Google Tango means you'll never get lost in a store again

With a phone in one hand and a shopping cart in the other, I’m rushing around the aisles pulling items off the shelf. On screen I see a yellow line overlaid on the camera image, navigating me to the next item on my list. There’s an aisle and shelf number in case I get really confused, as well as an estimate step counter that tells me how far I have to go.

Once I’ve found everything on the list, the yellow line navigates me to the nearest checkout.

Read More: https://www.cnet.com/news/google-tango-means-youll-never-get-lost-in-a-store-again/

clbrvrs  asked:

⁇ | ✿ | ø | ✘

Send “⁇” for a DRUNK text.

Betty: CleB! omg plszz dotn kIll meeee uR scAryy u now tat?? :((((

Send “✿” for a SUGGESTIVE text.

Betty: When you messed with my phone, you didn’t mess with the camera…right? 

Betty: I mean, you weren’t spying on me or anything. Right?…

Send “ø” for a LATE NIGHT text.

Betty: Do you have any evidence from the night of the dance that could be clues to the investigation of Weatherbee’s murder?

Betty: And yes, I’m giving you the benefit of the doubt and assuming that you didn’t do it…

Send “✘” for a HATEFUL text.

Betty: You know Caleb, even if you didn’t have anything to do with the actual murder, you still shouldn’t have leaked that video. Did you really not think of checking it first before broadcasting it like that? There’s really no excuse!

It’s traditional comic  I took a pic of it with my phone sorry but my camera  is really bad on it I MEAN REALLY :_:
So.. my mom had an operation and this is something I did for her (She loves Sonic too ^-^“) I’m gonna visit her in the hospital and show her this (I already visited her once and this comic is based on that situation when I saw her)

I hope you like it~