and my co

steve and bucky discover modern music

Click the little X’s to sing along, in case you a WHIPPERSNAPPER and don’t know the references.


Steve: [awful falsetto] What a Sam what a Sam what a Sam what a mighty good Sam
Bucky: (from other room) MIGHTY MIGHTY GOOD SAM
Sam: I’m moving out

(x) [featuring @unclesteeb​ ‘s fuckboy!Bucky, apparently]

Steve: I put my hands upon Sam’s hips–
Steve: He puts his hands upon MY hips–


Sam: no.
Bucky: [pointing lewdly to crotch] THIS SOL-DICK, IS WAAAITIN’. WINTER IS CO-O-O-MIN’
Sam: NO.


Sam: Steven Grant Rogers don’t–
Bucky: Steven Grant Rogers don’t–
Sam: Steve Grant Rogers don’t. Got. Buns so he always tops, son


Steve: I never pushed you off the tr–
Steve: Jesus.
Sam: [crying with laughter]

Blame @weallhaveouruniqueobsessions , @awesomesnafu , @captainslytherinsoldier, @samwichwilson and @neuromagpie for NOT STOPPING ME FROM DOING THIS FUCKERY

I am terrible at being on hiatus holy shit

anonymous asked:

Apparently my Co workers have been calling me pancake mctitties behind my back. I don't know whether to laugh about it or cry. They've been reported and dealt with and have apologized. But jeez.

What the fuck! -Mandie


✨Couple selfies with babe? 💕😚

tagged by my dear @yugyeomsbae! :)

🌸 also tagging my loves @jacksonplusme @cutepimook @husbandsjjp @im-seokjin @kihyunhatesheteros @sexstingniall @tuanpumpkins @yubgam @officialwangtrash
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Made a small ask blog thing!


I’m afraid you’ll laugh at me.

TalesFromRetail: Not your average retail store

Hi everybody. I’m a long time lurker and this is my first post here.

So I work retail, but not in the same sense a lot of you guys do. I still put out stock, make and arrange product displays, count inventory, and sell product.

I work in a gun store.

I really like my job and my co-workers and I have a lot of fun at work. I’m also passionate about guns as a hobby so i basically get paid (not very much) to enjoy my hobby.

So anyway we are subject to a pretty strict set of laws that dictate who we can sell guns and how we do it. One of the big no-no’s in our industry is something called a “straw purchase.” A straw purchase is where someone who cannot legally own a gun gets someone who can to purchase the gun for them. This is punishable by a large fine and a hefty jail term. I do not mess around when it comes to this kind of stuff. My bosses also back me up 100%. If my sketchometer even flickers I won’t make a sale.

So enter Sir Sweatpants (SS) and Lady Sweatpants (LS). I’m calling them this because they came in wearing matching sweatsuits. Sir Sweatpants was excited and looking at everything. Lady Sweatpants was ambivalent. Sir Sweatpants had been talking to me about a particular AR15. We had been talking for about 15 minutes when this happens

SS: So man I’m looking at getting this gun for my girl.

Me: glances over at LS who is halfway across the store playing on her phone like she has been for about half an hour

Me: It’s a nice rifle man I’m sure she’ll enjoy it

SS: Yeah man so I really like it and I think I’m gonna get it.

Me: Cool. I need your drivers license and a concealed carry permit if you have one.

SS:Yo baby come here

LS walked up to the counter still playing with her phone.

SS: Give the man your license.

Me: Hold up. I can’t take hers I need yours.

SS:Nah man it’s for her, she’s gonna do the paperwork. I’m just gonna pay for it.

Me: Yeah, it doesn’t work like that. You came in asking questions, you handled the rifle, you expressed interest in it, you said you want to buy it. That means you fill out the paperwork. You get a background check and if you pass you can take it home and give it to her.

SS: It’s for her though.

Me: Alright hang on here real quick. Ma'am will you follow me?

LS follows me to another part of the store out of earshot (hehe) of SS.

Me: Alright ma'am so you’re interested in this rifle?

LS: Not really. He wants a gun for around the house and said I could use it.

Me: Ok. Is there a reason why he didn’t just come in and buy it himself?

LS: Yeah. He got a couple felonies a while back and got out last year. He said he needed me to get it so his PO wouldn’t take the gun if he found it

Me(inside my head):Of fucking course.

Me: Did he also tell you that it’s illegal?

LS: I know he’s not supposed to have guns that’s why it’s gonna be mine.

Me: No what he is asking you to do is illegal. You can go to jail for ten years for buying him a gun. He’ll go to jail too, but you will as well.

LS:Is that really a crime?

Me: hands her a pamphlet and points to a giant poster on the wall which all state the law and penalty for breaking it.

LS immediately stormed over to SS and started yelling at him. Like bad yelling. The word motherfucker was tossed around a lot. She stormed out and he went running after her. We got his license plate and reported it to the local cops. I haven’t seen either of them come in since then.

By: Bringbacktheblackout

anonymous asked:

I was playing a game of fantasy D&D out in the quad with my co-workers and the reclaimers overheard our encounter with the "Cyan Vests" and just started laughing at us?? I mean, the Cyan Vests were really cool and mysterious and now i just feel like they are a ripoff of something that i dont know about and the reclaimers ruined our fantasy D&D campaign. :(

flightofthenightdragon  asked:

Need help getting help. I've reached my tipping point as a Junior. My mom's acknowledged my issues since I was younger, but didn't want me to be labeled. On paper, I'm doing very well. I'm second in my class and successful at my job. In reality, I forget about assignments until right before they're due. I'm a mess socially. My anxiety is skyrocketing. I can't sleep. The vaccum's been parked outside my room for a week. I hyperfocus for hours. I lose everything. I'm in hell. (continued)

(continued) I don’t know how to explain that I need help now. That I’m only getting A’s because I’m desperately finishing assignments the hour before. That I’m successful at McDonald’s because I literally go crazy just standing there, and can’t talk to my co-workers. That when I’m alone, I’ll do nothing for hours because I don’t want to have fun when I have stuff to do, but can’t bring myself to start it. My symptoms aren’t obvious to others, and I fear she’ll take it as whining. Please help?

This is a good start. Show this to your mom and explain that you are really struggling and aren’t sure how much longer you can keep on this way. Ask her if you can please be assessed so you can get help before you completely burn out. Hopefully she will understand and help you through the process.


About Me

I was tagged by @fitnessgeekandcoffeefreak :)

Nickname: Val; Most of my co-workers call me by my last name, oddly enough

Gender: Female

Star sign: Gemini

Height: 5'6"

Sexuality: Straight

Hogwarts: …I never know what to say to this kinda question. Never got into it.

Favorite animal: Cats.. no doubt about it.

Average sleep time: 7 hours

Current time: 5:58am

Blankets you sleep with: A duvet cover

Dream trip: Me and B, sailing the Caribbean for 1 yr+

Dream job: Pianist, rescuer of injured animals, chef, farmer.. I’m all over the map

When I made my blog: 2015

Followers: All the best ones, I swear!

Account peak: Not sure.

Why I made Tumblr: As a sort-of journal for me to document this lil journey of self-improvement, and to meet and support like-minded people.

Reason for URL: I freaking LOVE stuffed peppers. (Well, I love food, ok?) And when I created it I carried around a bit too much “stuffing”, if that makes any sense. Still do. Still trying to unstuff this pepper. 😬

Let’s hear it from @mystoryfortheaudienceoftheworld @nofearinfailure @notimetowastetoloseit and @losingmydemons if you’d like to play!


“Definitions” (originally titled “Glow”) had been a WIP since 2013 when Demi Lovato’s song ‘Heart Attack’ came out. Specifically the chorus:

“You make me glow // But I cover up, won’t let it show // So I’m putting my defences up // Cos I don’t wanna fall in love.”

I know, I like cheesy music. So sue me.

But then it fell by the wayside and got forgotten about until @arnoldjpoopypants and I had the above conversation (click pic to reveal all) and it jogged my memory of it.

I know I’ve banged on about it on Tumblr before, but I love it when the show, and indeed fics, remind us that Rimmer is an electronic-being subject to glitches, not just a man with an H stuck to his forehead.

So….there we go @veronica-rich . *jazz hands*