ask me how to be an angel!


So I’m in geometry class and the other day we were doing ratios and stuff like that, and we did a special oak activity. Basically she asked us to tell her people we considered were “attractive” and submitted responses in which she would get pictures of. We were going to see how symmetrical the people who chose faces were because studies have shown the more symmetrical a persons face is, the more attractive they look in the people’s eyes. So everyone submitted like really pretty/popular celebrities or these guys with muscles and jawline and all that stuff. But me being me I submitted Phil Lester aND HE WAS LITERALLY THE CLOSEST TO PERFECTLY SYMMETRICAL, MORE THEN ANYONE ELSES IN THE ENTIRE CLASS, MORE THEN CELEBRITIES. PHIL LESTER IS LITERALLY MATHEMATICALLY ALMOST PERFECT, IM CRYING.

fandomswithposts  asked:

Aoba: solid 9.5/10 Hes a good boy but needs some bigger balls. Clear: 10000/10 We don't deserve this child. He's a blessing. Someone stop me from thinking this boy is an angel. Noiz: 8.9/10 calm down with your piercing and pain. Mink: 7/10 needs to work on some shit, minky. Koujaku: 9.5/10 Tries too hard, but he needs to cut my hair. Mizuki: 10/10 give him a break, did nothing wrong. Ren: 12728276272771/10 literally how? Why can't he be with me here. (ಥ﹏ಥ)


cy-yg  asked:

ok well i have this thing where b4 i get into a group i search up their members and chose a bias (based on looks shallow i know) but jhope. blew me away. he is the Actual Sun™ and when i watched their variety shows i just. wow. what an angel i love him so much how is he so perfect and yeah that's basically it

Okay now, guys. These jokes about Hobi being actual sunshine are just getting out of hand. He’s just a normal human be–

tell me about the moment you fell for your bias!

anonymous asked:

So do you like Hap because it's Jason Isaacs or do you genuinely like the character? I'll be honest, it kind of makes me uncomfortable when people try to justify his himness

No justifications. He’s a villain. I like him, anyways.

I like how complex and well-written he is.

I like how he is not “just evil,” but he’s Human. I imagine he starts off in life as a pretty decent guy who made some bad, fucked up choices, and ends up hurting a lot of people…even though he was trying to do good.

You see, Hap is a zealot. He’s smart. He’s dedicated. He has passion. These are all good qualities, in theory, but the thing that makes Hap compelling to me is I end up asking the question: what went wrong?!

I think it’s the same reason French asked Buck, “Are we the good guys?”

Who are the good guys?

How do you know?

It’s compelling to me because I am a creature of passion and drive and intelligence, and I wonder: what keeps me from turning evil? How would I even know?

As far as the split between actor and character, I never knew who Jason Isaacs was before, but now I frickin love him, thanks to Hap.

anonymous asked:

jungkook has been so cute lately. i've been feeling so soft for him. he's such an angel and the cutest little baby and wow i just love him and love that's he's been so happy lately. (also that picture with him and the halo on and the staff member. his shy smile is the cutest thing to ever bless this earth) (anD HIM WITH THE FLAG,,saved america)


he’s so cute :((( he put the huskie plushie in his pocket :((((
and he just kept holding onto the iron man one and the smile on his face when he had it giVE HIM ALL THE PLUSHIES

jeon jeongguk: cutest person on this universe™

The End Times

I was the first one to see a falling angel.

I was in my backyard stargazing, when a bright light streaked across the sky and a few moments later Gabriela smashed into my backyard.

She was really tall, I had to use two mattresses for her bed and move out most of the things in my living room to make room for her to sleep. She was very badly injured. Something had taken huge bites out of her chest, her eyes had been ripped out and one of her wings had been torn off. She spent most of her time unconscious and the rest gibbering in an unknown tongue.

She only spoke to me twice, once to tell me her name and the other time was to respond to a question I had asked her. “How did you get injured Gabriela?” I had asked. “War” she replied. She died a few hours after that.

In the following days, more and more angels fell from the sky. These angels however, were already dead, their bodies had been mutilated, sometimes so badly, that if not for their height and wings, we wouldn’t know for sure if they were angels. Surprisingly, while many people panicked, peace as a whole was kept and it only took a few days before the buses and trains were running on time again.

When the rain of corpses from heaven stopped, people were overjoyed. When huge cracks in the earth started to appear, they were less so. When fire and lava began to bubble up through the cracks, people rushed to monasteries, churches, mosques, and temples, anywhere they thought they might find answers. When the earth rumbled, and the cracks opened to spew out a horde of demons, we finally understood.

You see, the demons were all dead. Their bodies had been mutilated, just like the angels were. I thought that heaven and hell were in a war against one another, but they were actually fighting together. Against something else, something worse.

And it had won.

Some cute romantic-cliché questions :)
  • Coffee Shop: How do you take your coffee?
  • Train Station: Where do you want to travel?
  • Picnic in the Park: Do you enjoy people watching?
  • Kiss Under the Rain: What sounds help you sleep?
  • Butterflies: What unique thing would you/do you enjoy in a partner?
  • Snow Angels: What's your favorite kind of weather?
  • Bed & Breakfast: What do you like to do on Tuesdays?
  • Kiss at the Door: When you hold hands, do you interlock fingers? Swing your arms?
  • Bowling: Do you laugh loudly or giggle more?
  • Chocolates: What's your favorite kind of sweet thing?
  • Roses: Do you blush easily?
  • Cheesy Pick-Up Lines: Are you more of a comic or a romantic?
  • Candlelight: What romantic cliché do you wish for most?
~CHRISTMAS~! RP Starters
  • "Ho-ho-holy shit it's almost Christmas."
  • "I see that you purposely gave the gingerbread men horrified expressions. I suppose it's so we feel bad as we eat them?"
  • "How come you're not on top of that tree, angel~?"
  • "You better not pout, you better not cry, you better good I'm telling you why— the in-laws are coming make a good impression."
  • "I'm not saying that you can't reach the top of the tree to put on the star...but you could just ask for help."
  • "Did you know it's scientifically proven that Santa won't come any faster if you keep sticking your head up the chimney?"
  • "So...just you and me...y'know..chillin'...totally normal except HEY THERE'S SOME MISTLETOE UP THERE WOULD YOU LOOK aT tHAT WHAT A COINCEDENCE!"
  • "I brought you some hot chocolate while you wait for Santa."
  • "What do you want for Christmas again?"
  • "Why does Frosty the Snowman look like a demon?"
  • "Let's drink our sorrows out with the elves and some eggnog."
Found this online.

Questions to ask your tarot deck! Will definitely be trying these.

What do I need to know/see/understand right now?

What do I need to focus on right now?

What message do my spirit guides/angels have for me?

How can I have more fun in life?

What’s the best way for me to make a positive difference in the world?

What will help me feel more at peace?

How can I express myself creatively this week?

What talent do I have that I need to use more?

What part of myself am I ignoring/denying right now?

What do I need more of in my life?

What do I need less of in my life?

How can I feel more connected to others?

Who in my life do I need to reach out to right now?

What is influencing me the most right now?

What spiritual lesson am I trying to master right now?

How can I be more powerful and effective in my life right now?

What is my biggest block at the moment?

What characteristics do I need to fully embrace?

What area of my life needs the most attention right now?

How can I feel more free?

People ask me why I watch anime

It’s because it teaches us the importance of believing in 


Our Friends

And our families

It warns us of the pains of



And Death

It prepares us for



And Heartbreak

It shows us that change can be



And Accepted

But most importantly it shows us how strong we can be


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Part 2 [x]

The Signs as Pickup Lines


I’ll treat you like my homework: Slam you on the table and do you all night long!


If Internet Explorer is brave enough to ask you to be your default browser, I’m brave enough to ask you out!


You dropped something! What? (Point at the ground) Your standards.


I just wanna let you know how beautiful you are and was wondering if you could buy me a drink?


Is there a cellphone in your backpocket? Cause that ass is calling me!


Did you die recently? Cause girl, you look like an angel to me.


Your eyes are as blue as the sea I dumped my ex’s body in.


You work at a post office? Cause I saw you checking out my package.


Can you touch me? I want to tell my friends I was touched by an Angel.


Are you made out of grapes? Because you are fine as wine!


Damn Girl is your name Wifi? Because I’m feeling a connection!


I saw you girls from over there and just want to let you know that I’m taken.

Drug Wars (Pt. 3)

mafia!Jungkook x Reader

‘…you always look like a little angel when you’re beneath me’

Warnings: There will be very explicit sexual content, violence, drugs, graphic descriptions of everything,so please don’t read if you’re easily triggered and please don’t do drugs.

A/N: None of these pictures are mine, credits to the owners. There are mistakes, I’ll reread it later. I’m anxious as fuck, so please, please tell me how you feel about this part and feel free to ask questions. Enjoy!

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 | The Real Drug War

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Remember When

A little Destiel drabble for the most wonderful @glowingdean

Thanks for always puting up with me Nat 💖

Pairing: Destiel

It started off as little things.

Dean remembers.

He remembers about the brushing of knees under the table, the fleeting of touches on their hands as they walk past each other, shoulders pressed together on a hunt. Small, insignificant things that shouldn’t have meant anything, but they did.

It led to something more after that.

Dean remembers clearly the first time Cas asked him about it.

How the Angel had cornered him in the kitchen, had begged Dean to tell him why he felt like this when they touched.

Dean remembers kissing Cas, soft and tender and sweet. Everything that Dean had ever wanted. Everything he thought he could never have.

He remembers waking up in the morning, Cas beside him.

Dean remembers smiling softly, placing a tender kiss on Cas’ forehead.

He remembers Cas blinking, waking slowly and then smiling lazily.

Dean remembers Cas saying ‘I understand now.’

He remembers Cas pressing a kiss to his cheek and murmuring, ‘I love you too.’

He remembers.


Q: How does it affect you when people consider you a sex symbol?

River: To be honest, I really don’t think about it. We moved out of Los Angeles to Central Florida and its really nice to get away from the publicity parties - not that I ever went; even in town, I was always an outsider. I didn’t hang out with the movie star crowd. It’s just so phoney and unreal and pretentious. I never fit in anyway… I guess I could play the role, but it doesn’t appeal to me. When you ask what it does to my ego, I feel lucky that I don’t think like that. I don’t fantasize about them fantasizing about me. I don’t even know that they do. The only thing that reminds me are the fan letters that I get and I get so many of them that I can’t answer them; my aunt’s started a fan service. Sometimes when I walk into a local store to get a bottle of orange juice and see myself on the cover of a teen magazine, I open it out of curiosity and cringe - what they write about me is so scary, so eerie and unreal. They just strip you of your originality. The sex symbol - that’s what they’re after and that’s what they try to build around you.

[River on an interview for Sky Magazine, July 1989].

Laundry Room

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Sometimes, he becomes so overwhelmed that his legs give and his eyes leak. It’s no doubt a amalgamation of everything that happening to him—inside and out—but it’s unbearable. He clenches his jaw. His stomach twists. His chest aches. 

Castiel usually ends up in the laundry room.

It’s the only place that reminds him of how he used to be–warm and buzzing from the constantly running industrial machines, like the light and cadence of Heaven. 

He’s free to think and cry and rage, here; to obsess over his past mistakes and whatever new ones he’s sure will come to pass. Among the steady clunkclunkclunk of the dryer, he hears Metatron ask him who he is, and Ephraim tell him he’s pathetic, and Josiah say I look at you… and I don’t see an angel staring back at me. He hears that he is “not the hero of this masterpiece”, that he’s expendable, that… he doesn’t belong, anywhere. Not in Heaven. Not on Earth. That he is weak and hated and does nothing but make bad decisions with his good intentions. 

But arms wrap around him, and calloused fingers thumb wetness from his cheeks, and the song changes:

You are good.

You are strong.

You learn from your mistakes, and that’s all anyone can do.

You are my family. My hero. 

…You belong right here, Dean sings, holding his angel close; right in this laundry room, sitting here, with me. 

And maybe it’s the hum of the machines or the warmth of the dryer or the way Dean whispers I love you, man, into his hair—but sitting there, in the laundry room, Castiel believes him. 

“It was the violin,” Jem explained. “She heard me practicing.”
“Ghastly wailing noise, isn’t it?” Will asked Tessa. “I don’t know how all the cats in the neighborhood don’t come running every time he plays.”
“I thought it was pretty.”
“That’s because it was,” Jem agreed.
Will pointed a finger accusingly in their direction. “You’re ganging up on me. Is this how it’s going to be from now on? I’ll be odd man out? Dear God, I’ll have to befriend Jessamine.”
“Jessamine can’t stand you,” Jem pointed out.
—  Clockwork Angel

Our hope, our angel. Our J-Hope.

This sun trapped inside a human body, is beautiful. I don’t get it when people think he’s ugly or untalented. I mean, are you blind!? Have you seen his smile!? Have you seen him dance!? Have you heard him rap or sing!? Like goodness. He can be an angel when he smiles but when he dance or raps, he’s a whole different person. How he follows the choreography perfectly and puts in every energy in his body on every performance gives me life.

I want him to be appreciated by just his presence. I want him to be loved by the other ARMYs as they love jungkook or taehyung. Because i don’t want this piece of sunshine to be sad, i love him too much to see him like that. I want ARMYs to watch his (V)lives or hostings without asking for other members. He’s important like every other member. I want him to see that we love him so much. And we appreciate every thing he does. 

I love this angel so much, i can’t afford him to be sad. It makes me sad aswell. How can people not love him!? He is so beautiful, inside and out. And i can’t believe people hate on him. How!? I mean, he’s gorgeous. Has the most amazing smile. Has ethereal looks. Has the most beautiful and funny personality. And talented person ever!

I want him to feel the love that i give him everyday of my life. Sometimes, i just look at a picture of him and i just smile without noticing. He has done so many thing for us, that sometimes people don’t see. I am so thankful that i am living with the same era as him. I don’t want him to recieve hate, because he doesn’t deserve it. He deserves love, respect and appreciation. Not hate and disrespectfulness.

Appreciate him, Love him, and ofcourse. Respect him.

사랑해, 생일 축하해 정호석.

History, despite its wretching pain, cannot be unlived, and if faced with courage, need not be lived again.
—  Maya Angelou

Headcanon that one day, while they’re driving home from a hunt, Sam comments on how beautiful the sunset is, with all the oranges and yellows, and Cas asks him what orange and yellow look like and that’s how the brothers find out that angels see in something similar to inverted colors/infra-red.  Something like this:

While it answers the question of their superior eyesight, it’s not nearly as pretty as what humans see.  So Sam and Dean burn some cheap glasses with holy fire because they already know it lets them see things they normally can’t.  Then they take Cas outside when the sun starts setting and Sam slides the glasses onto his face.

Dean watches closely, asking if things look any different.

But Cas doesn’t seem capable of answering.  His mouth is hanging open and his eyes are wide behind the glasses, snapping this way and that, landing on the dirt under his feet and then the gnarled tree growing close to the bunker’s entrance and then up at the sky where the sun is sinking behind the trees, and Dean knows that the angel is seeing things like they d now, in vibrant, warm colors, and he can’t stop the grin from spreading over his face, huffing a laugh when Cas reaches up to push the glasses higher on his nose.

The soft sound draws Cas’ attention and Dean’s laugh catches in his throat when the angel turns wide, ocean blue eyes one him.

Castiel blinks slowly, one corner of his full lips pulling up in an awestruck smile as he stares into Dean’s eyes.

Castiel reaches up and Dean can feel the soft pads of his fingers flutter over the skin just under his eye.

“Green…your eyes are green.”