but too lazy to change one of them

Y'all do know that the movie WALL•E isn’t only about two robots falling in love but actually about the controversial global issue of climate change, excess wasting, laziness, and humans destroying the Earth to the point where it is no longer inhabitable.

This is one of my favorite Pixar movies (all of them are my favorite) and it touched on a topic that is so relevant to today. Especially with the election and the news that our future president is appointing a climate change denier as head of the EPA.

I just hope that the American people will educate themselves on the serious issue that is climate change. If we have enough people talking and understanding what a true threat we are, to not only ourselves but to the Earth, that we can make this change and make the government change. All in all I hope I don’t see a future where we are still solely relying on fossil fuels to go about day to day lives.

I needed a change of pace from OC October, and to take a breather in general… So here’s a little bit of fanart for SugarScript’s game, Cute Demon Crashers.

It’s a visual novel about a succubus and a few incubi who crash your house (hence the title) and stay for a few days. You can choose to have fun with any of them, none of them or all of them. Whatever you choose, the interactions are always positive. You can even opt out at almost any point of your intimate times if you’re uncomfortable. The whole point of the game is to promote safety, honesty, consent and comfort between partners. They also challenge stereotypes that people might have about certain aspects of sex.

The characters are all sweet and well thought out, on top of various other aspects of the game. The art is nice, the voices are excellent and they even included a dyslexic font.

If you have the time I’d definitely recommend giving it a play. Even if you’re not into porn games, it’s still fun and sweet and I’d totally recommend it. They took something that could have turned into just another fetish fuel game and turned it into a gem.

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Mini self project - Placing Gwen and Morgana in period clothing.
1910′s - Outdoor day wear & evening wear
(note the background are edited photo’s because it’d take too long to individually draw them and I’m lazy af)

One thing I really despise about a matching is the people who don’t bring the ad or don’t know what it’s from. Like often somebody will come up with a can of veggies and say “it’s 50¢ ad match.” I ask if they have the ad, they don’t. I ask what store it’s from, they don’t know. I then turn to this pile of 20-30 newspaper ads from various places and have to search each one. Meanwhile I am being screamed at for taking too long by said customer. Once I finally find it, if at all, I change the price and wasted so much time to save someone like 20 cents.

It gets really fun when I go through them all about 5 times and still can’t find it. They get so bitchy and call me a lazy bastard.

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Kurotsuki Week 2016 | Day One | Age

This is late but I’m out of town unexpectedly so I won’t get the time to work on these submissions that I thought I would. I’m still planning on doing them all (or most) but they’ll all be late lol. Hope you guys enjoy this ❀.(*´◡`*)❀.

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Cute phan headcanons/imagines

-them siting together on a dock and holding hands one resting his head on the others shoulder just enjoying each other’s presence and the view of the lake

-they watch Disney movies together on lazy Sunday’s and sing the cute love songs changing the words to he/him pronouns

-when Dan kissed Phil on the Manchester eye Phil was too flustered to respond so he just fell into a fit of nervous giggles

-they hug and cuddle as often as possible and they always seem to be touching in some way whether it be tickling, brushing hands or tangling their legs under the kitchen table as they eat

-Dan loves to cuddle but hates holding hands although Phil is his only exception

Oh, The Struggle

Bucky x Reader (AU)

A/N: I love the ending of this part. It’s so cute ;) IF YOU’VE SEEN SEB IN THE GREY SWEATER THAT’S HOW I’VE IMAGINED HIM!!!

Sorry for any typos. I proof read it but still… I crave for any feedback, gimme feedback! (and love me please) my ask box is open. You can drop your requests (if you have any, i’ll TRY to fulfill them).

Also, the whole thing is in Bucky’s POV because i forgot that Part one was in the Reader’s POV and then I was too lazy to change it.  

Let me know if you wanna be tagged in my stories from henceforth.  

Word Count: 3747 (fuck it’s long) | Rating: G

Warning: None just fluff

Part 1  

Masterlist here


Bucky’s POV

First thought Bucky had when he woke up this morning was how boring it would be to work alone at the restaurant today, throwing phoney smiles at everyone but you. And now it will just be him and Ally working their shifts, both of them not even bothering to greet each other good morning.

But that was not his problem. He was going to miss you like hell. Not like you guys won’t meet ever again. But he’ll miss all those little things you both did together. Humming any made up song while he washed the dishes, and you dried them. Or when he’d give you your tip when you’d forget to collect it from your table. Or his advice to make the Cesare salad, the Sneezer salad, whenever a customer was rude to you. It was just an open, but disgusting option, you’d taken that advice one time, and Bucky did everything to make you not regret it.

He was secretive about how he felt on your resignation last night, but didn’t say anything to hold you back. That would’ve been selfish.

So instead he took you out for a walk. Bucky decided it was more like a date, because if he never stands a chance with you, he’d at least like to think he took you out for ‘dinner’, so what if it was a sandwich out of a food truck?

A date is a date, as long as both the parties enjoy it. And you clearly did.

There was something he kept from you, though because he wanted to see you again. So he didn’t tell you what he should have, right away when you left the job. It was nothing sort of a secret, more like an excuse to meet you.

During the whole day at work he thought you’d be mad at him for not telling you sooner because he did have a whole hour and a half last night, and a whole fucking day today. But he kept fiddling with his mind.

He was just finished with washing the last dish and wiped his hands on the white rug on his shoulder when he realized he had wasted a lot of time and finally decided to call you.

You picked up just at the second ring, not like you were busy being jobless.

“Hello!” you chimed.

Bucky chuckled before a “hey”

“Bucky?” Bucky could imagine you smiling. “Miss me already? I know how boring it would be at work without me.”

“Yeah, no you’re not wrong. No one’s helping me dry off the dishes. I’m on my own.” He said.

“Aw, Amber’s not helping ya?”

“Is that what her name is? Damn, I kept calling her Ally. Now I know why she didn’t reply whenever I called her out.” He shook his head laughing at his own mistake and you did too.

“Anyway, I was wondering if you’re free right now. Maybe we could grab a cup of coffee? I’ll be off my shift right now.” Bucky asks and waits for you to answer.

“Well, I may have to check my diary, whether I have something productive to do and…” you pause giggling. “Nope. Being out of job kinda leaves you sulking on the couch eating all the left overs, while your roommate goes to her job.” You said with a heavy sigh.

“Aw that is so rude of her.” Bucky jokes, playing along with you, both of you laughing.

“Alright where do you wanna meet?”

“You know that small café ‘Sweetbrew’?” he asks and you hum.

“Okay meet you there in ten minutes.”


You reach the café five minutes late. Shrugging the snow off your coat and shoving the umbrella in the bucket near the entrance you look all over the café and find Bucky sitting in the corner. He waves at you when he acknowledges your appearance and you walk over to the small set of table and chair. It was a cosy corner, attached to the window, just how you like it and maybe just how Bucky likes it, too.

You quickly pull out your coat, the warmth inside the café doesn’t allow you keep it wrapped around yourself. Bucky stands up to hug you and you return the gesture back. You both sit in your places.

He already had his drink in front of him, a steaming hot cup of black coffee. He calls the waitress and you give her your order, hot chocolate because you were in the mood.

“So?”

“So?”

“What did you do the whole day?” Bucky asks with a smirk.

“Something new. Searched for new jobs, started decorating the apartment it looks all Christmas-y, cleaned up the place dust free. And took a nap.” You tell him. The waitress come with your hot chocolate and you thank her.

“Any luck on finding a new job?”

“Nope”

“So you’re not going home for Christmas, then?”

“Yep,” you snorted at your one word answers and take a sip before continuing, “Can’t go home with a bad news, right? I won’t ever hear the end of it from my mom.”

“I can understand, which is why I called you today.” He says hiding his smile behind his cup.

You eye him, lips on the rim of your own cup, looking confused and Bucky thought how cute you looked in that moment with an eyebrow perked up.

“Okay, I have a friend who is a restaurant biz head hunter,” he speaks putting his cup down and you listen to him intently. “I bet he might have a job just for you. Like you want.”

You were taken aback, your eyebrows shooting up to your hairline and smile so wide it almost hurt your cheekbones.

“Really?” you breathed and the amount of excitement you showed was what Bucky bet all his lucky stars on. You were practically beaming, your hands awkwardly in the air the moment you put your cup down, trying to think – do something, squeal, cover your mouth just so you could muffle your excitement. You push your hair away from your face and grin like it could not have been the most exciting news so far. Bucky was so happy, he could have kissed you.

“Yeah, Y/N. But I’m sorry for not telling you this before. I guess it just slipped off my mind.” Bucky easily lied, not like it was the biggest lie he’d ever told. It was harmless.

“I- I don’t care. What matters, is that you told me.” You get up and lunge forward and hug him like he saved you from a roomful of annoying people staring at you and asking why you don’t have a job. “But you could’ve told me a little bit earlier I would not have bought the Christmas tree for my apartment.”

Bucky laughs, but his breath hitches a little bit as your nose nuzzles in the crook of his neck. You realize this soon and pull away biting down on your bottom lip. All the more of a reason for Bucky to pull you by your chin and kiss you right then and there.

“Thanks Bucky. You really made my day, or night, whatever.” You said shyly as you reach out for his hand. As if it was an instinct he kept his other hand on yours smiling at you warmly.

“Okay, so when do you want to meet him?” he asks you and pulls out his phone.

“As soon as possible? Or whenever your friend is free?” You grin, not being able to shake the smile off.

He nods and then quickly types out a text, you assume, to his friend. You both wait for a reply and continue drinking you lukewarm coffee.

A few minutes later Bucky’s phone lit up with a new notification and he smiles looking at the message.

“You’ve just got a job interview. Y/N be here tomorrow, sharp at 11am.” He beams.

“Yes! Thank you so much!” you gush.

You were so happy. You never thought you’d get a job right after you quit one. And if things went right tomorrow, you’d be a woman with a job again. Possibly the one you’ve wanted for such a long time.

“Can you do me another favour? Will you be here with me, tomorrow?” you ask pouting cutely at Bucky. That only grew his smile wider.

“Of course I will. It’s a Sunday and I have an off. Plus you don’t know Steve so I’ll have to guide you.” Bucky said with a one shoulder shrug.

“So his name is Steve?” you ask.

“Steve Rogers. He’s my best friend, we were roommates in college. He lives in New York, too. He always has a lot of restaurants that just need people for hiring. And I can bet he’ll have something really cool for you up his sleeve.” He tells you some things more about his best friend and you keep listening to him. Apparently Steve is a very successful in his business, he also owns a few restaurants in New York which you find very interesting.

By the end of your meet, you’re very excited for tomorrow. Bucky tells you to get a goodnight’s sleep and warns you not to let your adrenaline to get the best of you. But you can’t help the giddiness as you keep thanking Bucky.

“It’s nothing Y/N. That’s what friends are for, right?” Bucky throws a smirk at you before you bid each other goodnight and walk in the direction of your apartments.

As soon as you reach home, you practically start jumping and screaming like a teenager who’d just got a date with your crush. Not even noticing when your roommate was back home.

“Where were you? What’s got you all screeching?” Natasha asks you, and takes a swing from her beer as she eyes you.

“Oh, my God! You’re home. Nat, guess what?” You smirk at her plopping down on the sofa next to her.

“What?” She asks muting the TV.

“Oh, my God, you’ll never guess what just happened!”

Nat rolls her eyes, you were getting nowhere with all the guess and gushing.

“Y/N, I can’t. That’s why I asked, ‘what’.” Nat scoffed.

“So I was with Bucky-” you began.

“Oh, the really cute guy you used to work with?” Nat asks remembering.

“Yes and his friend might have a job for me. I got an interview tomorrow!” You tell her and her smile widens mirroring yours.

“Oh, that is good news. That is great news! Wow, I’m really happy for you, Y/N!” she leans forward to pull you into a hug.

“I know,” you mutter, still grinning like an idiot.

You both have a small celebration with beer as Nat gives a silly toast.

“Nat, I haven’t gotten the job yet,” You roll your eyes playfully.

“So? This is something good, right?” Nat shrugs gulping down the rest of her beer and reaching for another one, maybe it’s her fourth one.

“Okay, enough of that,” She frowns when you pull away the bottle from her hand. “Don’t pout. I’ll cook your favourite food tonight.”

You get up with the empty bottles heading towards the kitchen.

“I love you,” She gives you an air kiss and you return it, chuckling lightly.

“Love you, too.”


Next day around 10.45am, you were there at the café, waiting for Bucky and his friend to come. You were nervous, you didn’t know what to expect from this Steve guy, or what did he expect from you. You had given some interviews before, but you don’t know why this would be different. Bucky had told you, Steve was a pretty cool guy, he wasn’t someone with a serious bossy persona. You were trying to settle your nerves down, hell that’s why you were here in the café fifteen minutes earlier. You breathed, in and out, in and out. Being at the café earlier, you also order your favourite coffee, which also helped you to calm down.

The doorbells jingle, signalling the entrance of new people. And you recognized one of them. Bucky waved at your direction and you returned, standing up.

Behind him, was an equally tall man, blond hair, eyes hid behind a pair of reflectors. The man, you probably thought as Steve Rogers, walked with such style, it impossible to not to be impressed by just his walk. Bucky whispered something to him, and he smiled, nodding his head and spoke back to Bucky.

“Hey, Y/N” Bucky greeted and hugged you. “Meet Steve Rogers. Steve this is Y/N Y/L/N. Y/N, Steve”

Bucky did a little hand gesture between you and Steve. You shook his hand, which he had extended forward. He no longer had his sunglasses on, so you could see his baby blue eyes. And God, this man had an award winning smile.

“Hi, nice to meet you, Y/N” he spoke for the first time.

“You too, Mr. Rogers.” You grin.

“It’s Steve, please.” He said politely, “Mr. Rogers makes me sound like some Captain in the army, or something.” He laughs.

The three of you settle down, the waitress takes Steve and Bucky’s orders.

After a few minutes of chatting Steve says to you,

“Okay, Y/N. Let’s get to the point. Don’t get me wrong, I was having fun talking to you. But that’s not what we’re here for. So tell me about your experience.” Steve casually lifted the conversation, not sounding rude or anything of that sort. And you were more than glad to be able to start talking about your talent.

But the problem was you didn’t know how to start. You have to say something without wasting time because Steve clearly looks like a man who doesn’t like wastage of his time. Hell he probably has more important things to take care of.

“Technically, I haven’t worked as a cook or chef. But if you want to know how I started -”

“Yes I do!” Steve pushed you enthusiastically. Well, his smile was a real motivation.

You look at Bucky who just sat back enjoying his black coffee and was smirking at you. This has rather turned out to be a friendly interview.

“Okay, uh… where do I start.” You paused for a second or two to think what you’re gonna say, “Well, after I graduated from college, I worked with my uncle, he runs a diner back in my town. And we both used to throw barbeque parties every month at home. Then I came to city, worked as a waitress at a few places because there was no scope.” Steve kept on nodding while you told him about you little experience in the kitchen.

For the first time in life you thought you were not rambling bullshit because Bucky and Steve were actually listening to you, taking interest that none of your previous bosses did. Bucky looked astonished whenever you told him something new, with a look of ‘is that so?’ or ‘wow!’. Well Steve, he looked impressed that’s all you could consider from his facial expressions.

“Last year, I decided to look into catering business, which was a success. Many of them being wedding, and also parties – all types of parties. Birthdays, anniversaries, baby showers, you name it!” You babbled.

You guys assumed you were going to stay at the café for a little longer time, so Bucky suggested you guys to get something to eat, said something about missing breakfast. And he sounded so grumpy and cute. All of you order something to eat.  

“Why did you stop the catering business, then?” Steve asks once your food came.

“Well, I’m not into business, Steve. That’s not my forte. Plus handling all the finances was quite difficult because I was working alone. It was good money, but tiring. So now, I just quit another job because the owner was, excuse my language, an asshole.”

“True that,” Bucky piped in at Steve and he laughed throwing his head back.

“Bucky’s told me that,” Steve said recovering from his laugh. “So, you do have experience. And I’d like to give you a chance.”

You nod at him a smile creeping its way on your lips. You were alternating your gaze between Bucky and Steve. Holing your eyes longer on Bucky, he winks at you, biting his bottom lip and you internally shake your head, averting your attention from him to Steve.  

“Come to this address on Monday, which is tomorrow. 9am sharp.” Steve slides a card to you and you gladly take it. “I’ll be there, you will cook something you’re special in, for me and that’s it.”

The longer you gape at the card and the name of the restaurant, the more familiar it gets to you. Your eyes suddenly widen as you realize. In your hand you held the fifth most popular restaurant in New York, The Walnut Café. Your head shoots up and you gasp, “Steve is this…?”

And he nods. Enough confirmation that you needed.

“Told you, he’d have something really cool up his sleeve for you.” Bucky smirks, taking a bite of his cannoli.

“Thank you… so much!” you exclaimed. “Would be inappropriate to give you a hug? I’m sorry if that’s unprofessional. I just- I am absolutely thrilled.” you ask Steve and to your relief he shakes his head.

You both get up and he hugs you, congratulating you. And you cannot stop saying thank you. To both, Steve and Bucky.

A few moments of talking and gushing about the restaurant, you get up excusing yourself to go to the restroom.

“She looks happy,” Bucky said looking at you walk away.

“And she seems great too. So you two together or something?” Steve asks and Bucky nearly chokes on his refilled coffee.

“N- No.”

That was enough of an answer for Steve.

“So I can ask her out?” Steve perks an eyebrow up.

“NO!” Bucky repeats shouting, earning a few glances from people around. He quickly apologies and whispers, “I mean no. Because well uh…”

Bucky searches for a lie but his mind is so clouded with the thought of his best friend asking you out and you saying yes, for obvious reasons. You’re beautiful and Steve is handsome. There’s hardly any chance you’ll say no to him.

“Because, Y/N just got out of a very serious relationship.” Bucky said, lying easily. “Yeah, she was mess. I shouldn’t tell you, because you hardly know her, but… she and her boyfriend were pretty tight. Unfortunately he- he left her.” He was stammering, rambling lies upon lies and Steve internally smirked seeing straight through his lies.

“And anyway, you don’t even know her.” Bucky scoffs.

“So? If I take her out, I’ll get to know her right?” Steve tried to contain his giggles.

“But I don’t think she’s ready to date. You know, she just got out of a relationship. Just told you Steve. Aren’t you listening to me?” Bucky said shifting awkwardly in his seat.

Steve couldn’t hold his laugh in anymore. So he gave up, throwing his head back in laughter.

“How long have I know you Buck?” Steve asked.

“Since college Steve.” Bucky dead-panned.

“Yeah, which is long enough for me to tell when you’re lying.” Steve said with a lopsided grin.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about…” Bucky trails off.

“C’mon, Buck. I could tell that you like her just by the way you were looking at her.” Steve said.

Bucky blushes, hard lowering his head so that Steve couldn’t see the pink hue spread all over the apples of his cheek.

“It’s a wonder that you’ve known her for so long and still haven’t asked her out.” Steve pipes.

“She’s lot more different that the girls I used to date. I don’t think I stand a chance.” Bucky said in defeat.

“How do you know that? Have you ever tried?”

“No but-”

“Then try, or else I will.”

Steve challenge sets Bucky off the edge, as he frowns at him.

“I’m just kidding.” Steve said putting his hands up in defence.

You return back to your table chatted for a while and soon you guys were leaving, first it was Steve. He reminded you again to come tomorrow. You don’t need a reminder but still nod and thank him for his time.

You and Bucky stand outside the café, on the side walk. Something seemed off with Bucky. You noticed that ever since you came back from the restroom.

“Anything wrong, Buck?” you ask carefully, raising your hand to hold his arm.

“Nothing” He breaths out, heavily, pretending to kick a rock, his head down.

“Okay… hey what are you doing tonight?”

Bucky’s head shoots up and he looks at you as if you’ve grown a second head. He was just thinking to ask you the same question, finally having decided to take Steve’s advice. And you took the words straight out of his mouth.

You give him a questioned look.

“Why?”

“C’mon a movie and dinner. As a thank you, Bucky.” You roll your eyes smiling lazily at him.

“You should be thanking Steve, not me.” Bucky shrugs stuffing his hands in his pocket.

You couldn’t stop admiring this guy, with a cute smile, painted on his soft pink lips, amazing, ‘could-get-lost-in-them’ blue eyes, and that damned grey sweater paired with jeans. Bucky looked like a fucking model. And here you were asking him out indirectly and he’s telling you to go out with your future boss?

“I can’t take Steve out! He’s gonna be my boss!” You laughed. “I’m asking you.”

“You mean, you’re asking me out?” Bucky asks amused.

You only nod.

“Shouldn’t it be the other way round?”

“It doesn’t matter who asks whom.” You said as if it was so obvious. And it was. Why should boys always take the initiative?

“So you are asking me out?”

“Oh, my God, yes!” you grin. “And you’re taking way much more time to answer.”

Bucky realizes that and quickly yelps, “Yes of course I’ll go. Movie and Dinner. Uh, is 5 o’clock okay?”

“It’s perfect!”

“Cool.”

You pull him in a hug, unexpectedly and kiss him on the cheek. Bucky’s eyes widen as he contains his grin and tries to control his blushing.

God, what’s wrong with me? He thought, mentally kicking himself.

“Bye, see you soon then” you whispered in his ear.

He nods, gulping. Not saying anything because he was too shy.

Well, he doesn’t have to say anything. He’s a happy man. He’s got a date with you.


Tumblr is acting up and not letting me add my gifs, they were so cute, you guys :’(

theliteraltrash  asked:

I'm too lazy to make sideblogs so my main has changed from Homestuck (truly awful) to Supernatural and now it's Sunny

i have like 8 sideblogs but the only ones that are actually like Active and In Use are this one and my art blog lmao i mainly just enjoy the excuse to screw around w html on themes tbh. but same my main Absolutely just cycles around watever im hyperfocusing on at the time tho its a mess always

5 things you’ll find in my bag
Either I’m lugging this mess around or I just use my jacket like a pair of cargo pants and go bag-less.

  1. Chicago Manual of Style, 16th Edition
  2. Merriam-Webster’s Collegiate Dictionary, 11th Edition
  3. Approximately 8 lipsticks that I don’t wear enough
  4. Erasable markers and pens
  5. Shitloads of loose change from tips

5 things in my bedroom
  1. All of my recently read/bought books because I’m too lazy to put them back on the shelves downstairs
  2. A pile of clothes that I’m too lazy to put back into proper drawers because “I’m going to wear them again soon”
  3. A space heater because our house is awful
  4. More dolls and geeky plushies than I care to admit
  5. Honestly there’s so much stuff crammed in that one room it’s embarrassing, but half of it is T’s fault so…?

5 things I’ve always wanted to do in my life
  1. Work in-house with a publishing company
  2. Write a strange memoir
  3. Write and illustrate my own fiction (I don’t talk about that anymore)
  4. Own a miniature farm in an urban setting
  5. Travel outside of the Americas

5 things that make me happy
  1. Miniature, impossibly tiny things
  2. Gray animals
  3. Self portraits
  4. Speculative fiction of any medium
  5. Every color ever (except white, which isn’t a color anyways get out of here you boring ass shade)

5 things that I’m currently into
  1. This ridiculous app game that pseudo-helps me bone up on copyediting (but you don’t have to speed read in editing so wtf, still addicted)
  2. Nonfiction audiobooks
  3. The color pink, in almost any shade (I’m not partial to pastel so much)
  4. My playlist called Priestess
  5. Watching Santa Clarita Diet with @ocalicoqueen

5 things on my to-do list
You mean everything I’m supposed to be doing but filling out these questions? Heh.
  1. Homework and midterm
  2. Resume and cover letter for internship (x3)
  3. Those full reviews I’ve been telling myself I’m going to start doing
  4. Work on paper doll project
  5. Clean the bathroom
  6. Ugh I still need to make doctor’s appointments. How can I keep conveniently forgetting about that?

5 things you may not know about me
  1. It’s never been officially diagnosed but I’m pretty sure I have dyscalculia
  2. I’m the only redhead in my family (and I have 7 siblings, so)
  3. I’m actually a terrible speller (because I’m a speed reader) and one time wrote “speelling” on my spelling notebook
  4. Fireweed is my favorite flower
  5. I was homecoming queen*
*At homeschool prom in friggin Alaska

Thanks to @heretherebebooks. You’re so great! :) I’m tagging @anassarhenisch @victorianburrito @rebelliousbookdragon @roseandbooks @cassiafrankincense @unabashedlybookish @veinslikefeathers @thebookwormadventurer Have fun! And then do something productive like (supposedly) me.
DIET HABITS

Cait’s fine with anything to bring to her mouth, but if she can choose she prefers meat – the bloodier the better. Her cooking abilities end at poking a steak with a skewer and throwing it on the fire.

Codsworth doesn’t need to eat - he’s a robot, so just changing his oil twice a month is fine for him. However, he’s a wonderful cook and has a great and wide knowledge of many kinds of recipes - and he’s also aware of allergies! Sadly, most of them can be no longer done because many basic ingredients are missing in this post-apocalyptic world. 

Danse can cook, but nothing fancy. Despite loving proteins, he has learned to be very conscious about his diet and thus maintains it perfectly balanced. He eats his veggies diligently but utterly despises peas. He goes completely mad for a box of Fancy Lads Snack Cakes.

Deacon’s surprisingly good at cooking, specially old recipes no one has tasted for ages, but he is usually too lazy to do it. His favorite food changes everyday, or at least that’s what he proclaims. The only thing he keeps dying for are strawberry milkshakes. It’s not difficult to see him shrupping one from time to time – where do he gets them from? It’s a mystery.

Dogmeat is pure happiness when he sees somebody fills his bowl. Specially if it’s something bony - he LOVES bones! He’s pretty well behaved for an stray dog but shouldn’t get distracted near him because he won’t hesitate to steal your food from their very own plate. 

Hancock is a terrible cook, but at least he’s not very pernickety as long as someone else feeds him.

MacCready knows how to cook basic stuff and is pretty good at doing cool things with few ingredients – a bit in a “college student” way. He loves Taka’s noodles. He hates raisins with all his soul - you wouldn’t get to make him eat not even one.

Piper can cook in a basic, practical, level, due to the fact that she has always been the one doing it at home – however, Nat thinks hers are the most delicious recipes. She has tried to go vegetarian several times but never really achieved it. She totally loves Taka’s noodles but she is a bit self-conscious about her weight – she is not fat but has her curves.

Valentine enjoys simple meals. He doesn’t eat a lot either, really. A cup of broth and some canned vegetables is something perfectly fine for him – like an old man.

when u Havent been on in so long tht the wrong gif folder opens nd ur jst Too lazy 2 change : /// uM nywya movin on !! i jst wanted to giv u the 2387th pointless update so here we r ! i hav onE more exam in the morn nd then i hav a Tiny lil project due saturday nd then i have a Lil thing on sunday tht i hav to attend Rip but other than that !!!! i will b Back nd readi 2 Annoy u all to all heck : ) ) ))) i stiLl rlly hav 2 answer mssgs so pls dnt think i’m ignoring anyone im jst !!! so Fckn slow nd i’ll get to them asap !! i’ve been lurkin on mobile nd likin things i knO so i prob look like im ignorin everyone nd their Pal but i swear im not !!! i will get 2 them asap : ) ))) also feel free to hMU if we havent plotted so we can do tht!!! nd if u wna talk to me on disc*rd i changed my user to yixing#1952 so come talk 2 Me ug lies : ) 

anonymous asked:

Would you happen to know which one of the fans Louis replied to was a sister of the girl from the girlband? I really dont follow whats happening to them, but I got curious when I read that post about Louis replying to the sister's personal account

yep here’s a post breaking it down the connection between the siste/UA and the band member (annika rose)

My family as tumblr users

Dad: master of shitposting, one of the “big” blogs, often starts to indirect someone only to change his mind halfway through and @ them

Mum: cat vines and tumblr inspirational stories, 100% clueless, reblogs without checking the OP

Sister: the most random posts all tagged #me, science jokes, stalks your blog when she’s bored

Husband: memes and gifs, too lazy to tag anything, has already forgotten he has a blog

Uncle: all the conspiracy theories, astrology posts, gay fan art (mostly nsfw)

Storyshift Chara. On a bad day. In the middle of a genocide run. Maybe. 

This is more a remake of what I see happening during a genocide run in Storyshift. No idea what the actual dialogue is (if there is one).

I don’t even know at this point. But hey. I’m p’ happy with this. So it’s staying. 

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Working out with iKon

Jinhwan: hurts his back walking into the gym

Bobby: is shirtless for some reason

Yunhyeong: is the only one actually working out can’t even rip open his shirt though what is he doing in the gym

Hanbin: tries to impress you by taking too much weight, ends up dropping them loudly on the floor

Junhoe: is too lazy doesn’t even need to work out. bless metabolism

Donghyuk: is too interested in how the human body has the ability to change it’s physique in just a few months rather that doing any actual work out

Chanwoo: is too young to enter the gym

July 12th: Underrated

The Dresden Files by Jim Butcher