exactly-3-minutes

how finals are going
  • "I. WANT. TO. DIE." after studying for 5 minutes: Leo, Gemini, Pisces
  • Nap my problems away: Sagittarius, Scorpio, Cancer
  • "If I study right now, I can get exactly 3 hours and 48 minutes of knowledge" and then gives up twenty minutes later: Aquarius, Aries, Virgo
  • Actually studies: Libra, Capricorn, Taurus
  • Me, watching the scene at the Cathedral where Yuri and Victor exchange rings: Awwww this is so wonderful. They are getting a gay marriage past the censors by declaring it a 'good luck charm' and meanwhile it's in a ACTUAL Cathedral with a CHOIR. This is amazing subtext that is pretty much just about text, heh, I love it.
  • Me, almost exactly 3 minutes later: OH MY GOD, HE SAID THEY ARE ENGAGEMENT RINGS. VICTOR ACTUALLY STATED, RIGHT THERE, IN TEXT, NO SUBTEXT AT ALL- IT'S ACTUAL TEXT-TEXT. OH MY GOD THEY ARE GETTING MARRIED. FUCK ME THIS IS REAL. THIS IS REALLY CANON. IT'S BLATANT, UTTERLY AND OBVIOUSLY GAY CANON. SOMEONE KILL ME NOW BECAUSE THIS IS WHAT I'VE BEEN WAITING MY WHOLE QUEER LIFE FOR, WHAT THE FUCK, THIS IS ALL I'M GONNA POST ABOUT FOREVER, OH MY GO-

anonymous asked:

do u think phichit has a youtube channel for his hamsters where he posts cute vids and then he has Flat Hamster Friday where he posts vids of him petting them to see how flat they can get? do u think he has a tips n tricks video for how to get optimal hamster flatness?

!!!!! Flat hamsters!!!

I’m pretty sure Phichit would have multiple youtube channel like one dedicated to just his hamsters, a gaming one that he shares with Yuuri and honestly if you told me Phichit was a beauty guru I’d believe you.

He probably has both goofy and serious tips for optimal hamster flatness. Like: feed your hamster four (4) baby carrots exactly 3 hours and 37 minutes before attempting to flatten your hamster. But also: give their ears some scritches and make sure they feel safe and comfortable because hamsters refuse to flatten if they are scared.

“How are you liking Disney World?” (part 1) - Austin Carlile imagine

Hey guys, I’m back! And as I promised you yesterday, here is a new Austin Carlile imagine for you :) 

EDIT: you can read the part 2 here

I’ll open requests again soon, when I finally catch up with the requests I have left.


I smiled widely as the plane began its descent after a 4-hour flight from Los Angeles to Florida.

Ladies and gentlemen, we will land in Orlando in exactly 3 minutes. Please remain seated and make sure youre seat belt is fasten.

“Austin, Austin! Wake up, we’re landing!” I shook my boyfriend’s shoulder to wake him up.

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i had a dream last night they found a lost smiths song called “Go Away, You Idiot” and it was just morrissey saying exactly that for 3 minutes

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At exactly 3 minutes and 50 seconds in is when Kristin is asked about Dragon Queen. Here’s your proof.

Me, and my INFJ communication problems
  • Me: *says something*
  • INFJ: *gets grumpy, says something*
  • Me: okay, this word means this, they said exactly this. I know what they said, but I don't really understand why they said it.
  • Me: *repeats back exact statement, asks what they meant by it*
  • INFJ: I didn't say that. I said *says exact same sentence to me*
  • Me: ...
  • Me: ...
  • Me: You just said the same thing
  • INFJ: No, I didn't. I said *says literally the same thing again*
  • Me: *getting frustrated but maintaining a calm appearance* yes, you said *repeats statement, verbatim, back to them, asks what they meant again*
  • INFJ: No, I didn't say that.
  • Me:
  • Me:
  • Me:
  • Me: I literally heard you say that multiple times. Once just now, and once exactly 3 minutes ago. You keep saying the same thing. WHAT DO YOU MEAN
  • INFJ: *brings up completely unrelated topic*
  • Me: ...
  • Me: ...
  • Me: we weren't even discussing that. That is a non sequitur
  • INFJ: SEE YOU ARE ALWAYS PRESSURING ME TO TALK whY DO you DO THAT I DON'T CARE ABOUT BEING PRECISE WITH MY WORDS LIKE YOU
  • Me: ...
  • Me: So when you said *initial statement* you meant *makes valiant attempt to tie it to secondary, seemingly unrelated statement*
  • INFJ: *is quiet, getting very visibly distressed*
  • Me: *thinking: I want to leave...but I've come this far and I need to figure out what they're thinking*
  • Me: *decides the only way to get the real thoughts of the INFJ is to piss them off as much as humanly possible*
  • Me: *begins antagonizing to get them to articulate themselves*
  • INFJ: *brings up how and why exactly I suck, stumbles over words, gets increasingly irritated with themselves, storms off*
  • Me: k

i grew up in the desert in southern california, where it rained lightly for 20 minutes exactly 3 times a year and it was so rare to get rain it honestly made us excited.

and then…. i moved to the east coast. i lived in the state of virginia for 7 years after growing up and living my entire life in southern california in the arid desert with no rain.

the first time it rained in virginia after i had first moved out there it rained for an entire day. pouring rain. i ended up sitting on the patio of my father’s house for hours just watching it. my dad came out to check on me after a while – and even though i was 17 years old i was in awe. “this is more rain than i’ve ever seen in my entire life combined.” i laughed. and then, “where does it come from? all of this rain? how is there so much of it?”

he laughed and shut the door and told me to come back in soon. but i meant it. i couldn’t even fathom that much rain as a child. how did the ground even absorb that much rain? is that why Virginia was a brilliant green unlike anything i’d ever seen in my life? is that why there were tall trees that turned color in the autumn and there were tall graceful deer in every patch of greenery?

i miss the east coast. i miss the rain.

i live in a different desert now, but we get a bit more rain. i’m glad. i love the rain. it’s soothing unlike anything else – cleansing in a deep, cathartic way. when i moved out here i was most afraid of losing the rain. there’s nothing that pulls me out of a deep depressive funk more than a long day of rain.

sometimes i wonder if i have reverse seasonal depression. i am overjoyed by the rain and live for the cold seasons and smile at the sight of grey skies – too much sun makes me sick, being too hot makes me uncomfortable, days and days of sunlight make me bored and restless.

when i lived in california i lost everything to trauma. i wonder if maybe this is just a response to that. it’s my brain constantly telling me “you can’t go back.”

i will never love sunny skies and dry desert air the same way. it isn’t home anymore. i lost it forever and can’t go back now. i don’t like the sun. i don’t like being reminded of what i lost.

7 years in Virginia did a lot to heal my trauma.

only the rain can push me forward. only the rain can cleanse me. only the rain can make me forget.

You’re Just A Number 7/?

Summary: AU Some say it was fate, others say luck, most say it was just a wrong number (basically Caroline and Stefan meet over a text sent to the wrong number)

(1) (2) (3) (4) (5) (6)

Crap. This was the only word circulating through her panic struck mind. Crap. Holy crap. Ohmygodthiscannotbehappening crap crap. It took exactly 3 minutes, 14 pants of breath and a few paces left and right to finally get her head together, or at least at a stable enough place to consider her options. Option 1: go home, at that moment in time she favoured this one the most. Option 2: make up some excuse and retreat into hiding, she kept this as a reserve as she didn’t really want to spend her only evening in a 5 star hotel in the bathroom. Then there was option 3: meet up with him. Now her mind began to battle between 1 and 3 flitting between them like a ball in a tennis match. 1 no 3, but 1 is the safest, yet 3 is what you have been waiting for…isn’t it?

Caroline are you okay?

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