freaking awesome and i don't know why

anonymous asked:

I feel like a lot of blogs are way too cool for me ?? do u feel this way if so any "too cool for you" blogs you follow that u can't believe followed you back (or haven't whatever) ?

do you mean every single one of my mutuals?

no but seriously I feel this way all the time. I cannot believe so many amazing blogs follow me (a lot of which I used to lurk on when I was just starting to like dnp and was low key obsessed but too scared to actually follow people from my main). 

shout out to a few of them because I love them and hope they know that: @doinganap @ratinof @danslester @danieldaily @astronautdan @fringegaps @hobbithair @donthavetobebrave @fallinghowell @cuddlesphan @cringe-attacks @snowbunnylester @dandromedas @dannyhowell @dantlers @pseudophan @writerdan *insert an endless list of etc. because I know I forgot so many people sdfghjk and I seriously do feel that way about all my mutuals*

experiencedamateur  asked:

Hey, Wil. So I've always been a huge fan of TOS but just recently I've been convinced to start watching the first episodes of TNG, and I'm really enjoying it. So here's my question: Is there a specific reason you've ever heard why some people don't seem to like Wesley? Because from what I can tell he's like a freaking awesome boy genius and he and Data are proving to be two of my favorite characters of all time. Right up there with Spock and McCoy. So I'm not really understanding the hate.

For the most part, Wesley was an objectively badly written character. If you were a kid in 1988, you probably didn’t notice, and were likely just happy to have a representative in a science fiction show.

I’m really glad to know that you’re enjoying the show.

miyako47  asked:

hello! just wanted to tell you, that I FREAKING LOVE your videos (vlogs?), and how you can give such speaches to the world trough Youtube. I saw your latest video, you talking about, how you won't care about idiots and continue to stream, wanting to try new things, it just ... i don't know why, but it filled me with so much inspiration, that i literally planned out a whole chapter for my comic, and drew out the covers, which I struggle with all the time. So just, keep being awesome!! :3 yeah ...

ahh!! thank you senpai ♡

I’m glad my random rambling helped you out! (also thanks for watching the video, I feel like people has no interest in videos like that ^-^’

Look all I’m asking is for the crew to at least imply Scrooge and Goldie fucked in the cabin. Just imply. I don’t even know how they’re going to do this on DuckTales, and I’m sure the Great Mouse won’t let them get away with it. But try to pull a Don Rosa for me. And you want to know why?

Because it was the most hilariously awesome thing I read in middle school. I was sitting at my computer, back then Beru’s comics was a lifesaver, and I reread that panel at least three times before it clicked, “Oh my gosh they had sex, didn’t they? THEY HAD DUCK SEX.”

DUCK SEX WOO-HOO. And then Scrooge paid her for her services, and in hindsight, that’s pretty funny too. 

Famous and In Love

Fandom: Why Don’t We

Person: Zach Herron

Warnings: None?

Words: 999

Requested by: @5sosmusic1d

They say 16 is too young to be famous. Who is they? You don’t know, but there’s a whole hell of a lot of people who believe that at 16, you shouldn’t have accomplished what you have. You’ve got a good career as a singer, you’ve got the money you’ve wanted since you were little, you found the love of your life. Things like that. It’s not so easy, though. Love never is.

Particularly not when your boyfriend is another singer, especially when you’re touring at the same time. Not when you see girls drooling over him on all social media. And definitely not when you’re both too busy to talk as often as you’d like.

That wouldn’t stop you or your boyfriend, Zach Herron, from pursuing your dreams. It just meant that things were complicated. That was the one part of this you hated.

Things were amazingly better when you were able to FaceTime.

“Zach!” was all your boyfriend heard as he answered your call, smiling at the bright excitement on your obviously tired face.

“(Y/N)!” he laughed in return.

You spent the next few minutes talking about the details of the past couple of days, how you were excited to perform, how you couldn’t wait to go home and sleep in your bed, how you wanted to pull one over on your still protective parents and have Zach sneak over to spend the night. The thought made you beam with excitement, something that Zach always loved to see.

Before you know it, though, your manager is telling you that it’s time to go. Five minute FaceTime conversations aren’t enough.

But tonight was the last show of the tour and, while you love performing, the night couldn’t end fast enough. You were just ready to be done for now. It just sucked that Zach still had a couple more weeks of shows before you’d see him.

After preparing for, and completing the show, you plopped back down on your tour bus. It was late, you were tired, and you wanted cuddles. Too bad the love of your life was still on tour for a couple more weeks. You’d give anything - almost - to see him right now. Which was impossible.

What isn’t impossible, you realized so quickly you almost hit your head when you lurched up, was going to see him at his next show which was the next day.

Like you loved to think about, you have the money. All you need to do is buy a plane ticket. Or, rather, have someone over 18 buy a plane ticket for you.

A quick text to your mom told her what you wanted to do. A quick answer told you that she was okay with your plan. As long as your manager was the person who bought your ticket. Something about her not being able to work the airline websites? You weren’t sure. Your mom’s not too good at texting, either.

When you asked your manager to buy your ticket, it didn’t take much more than puppy dog eyes to get your wish. A few hours of sleep later, and you’d be able to catch a plane to Nashville, Tennessee where Zach and the rest of the Why Don’t We boys would be performing.

And of course, you didn’t tell Zach about your plan, either. You knew he was too busy to talk right now. At least, that was your excuse for the surprise.

You smiled as you fell asleep, only to be awoken what seemed like moments later so that you could head to the airport.

The flight took too long. Once you landed, you had just enough time to get to the venue the boys would be performing at. Since you’re a fairly big singer and all, and probably because you’d called the boys’ manager, you were allowed in without much hassle, all the way to the front of the stage. Sure, Zach may not be able to see you, but you were fairly sure that the rest of the boys had been told to call you up for the last song.

You wanted to be up there earlier, up with your boyfriend so that he could give you a hug that lasted so long, it made everyone else uncomfortable, but you waited through the concert. It was fun. You always have fun seeing Why Don’t We. No matter how many times you saw them, it was always a spark of magic, seeing your boyfriend, and the rest of your friends, doing what they loved. Zach always said the same thing about seeing you perform.

Finally, they’re about to start the last song. Daniel clears his throat. “Before we continue, there’s something that needs to happen.” Everyone on stage, aside from Zach, grinned. He didn’t know what was happening. “(Y/N), get up here. Tell your boyfriend you love him.”

Cue the cutest surprised face on Zach as you laughed and Jack and Jonah helped hoist you up.

“Hey, Zach!” you smiled, the adorable boy rushing towards you to envelope you in a huge.

“(Y/N)!” he practically squealed as you hugged back, allowing him to twirl you around. He stopped spinning after a few seconds, you kissed him, and then pulled back.

“Finish the concert! I’m staying with you for the rest of your tour,” you smiled, stepping aside so the boys could get back into position.

Less than three minutes later, the song ended. Zach rushed off stage faster than anyone could keep track of him and he pulled you into another hug. “I love you so much. You know that, right?” he laughed.

“Yeah, I know. I’m kind of freaking awesome,” you smirked.

That night, the two of you slept peacefully beside each other, something that probably wouldn’t be allowed for the rest of the boys’ tour, but nobody was going to say anything right then, nope. Not when the two of you were smiling so hard that you made everybody’s face hurt.


if mike ever got a chance to talk back to voice, then i’m pretty sure it would be something like this.

Mike belong to rebornica

voice is mine

anonymous asked:

So Monday is my first day of med school! Any advice other than don't freak out? 😄

Why yes. Yes I do.

  • Go outside as often as you can this weekend. Breath in the outdoor air. Walk in grass. GO OUTSIDE.
  • Go pet some puppies and kitties (or whatever baby animal that makes you smile) and then store the memory in your brain so you can pull it out when needed.
  • Go buy the awesome clothes, pens, notebooks, or whatever you’ve been eyeing. 
  • Tell important people you love them and to excuse the way you may act in the next 9 months. 
  • Know what your stress reliever is. If not, figure it out. 
  • Cook food to store in the fridge for the week.
  • Sleep well on Sunday, and you wont’t have to drink too much coffee (if you do) Monday so you won’t be jittery 
  • If you need to have a freak out session before school starts, go for it. 

And most importantly 

  • Know that while it will be the hardest thing you’ve done yet, it’s still plenty of fun and pretty much everyone else is in the same boat as you
  • You’re awesome

anonymous asked:

There was a house across from my school that would have a different flag up every couple of days. The UK flag (along with each individual country within it + Ireland) Canadian, Russian, American, Turkish, Italian, Norwegian, Chinese, even Prussian once! My friend (who also likes Hetalia) and I would check the flag every day to see if it had changed. We don't know why they had so many freaking flags but it was awesome to see.

This sounds super fun to do. I see the Texas, Mexican, and US flag so often that when I pass by churches waving the flags of countries which their faith originated I get really excited - and irritated because I won’t sleep well until I know what country the flag represents.

Sometimes they’re just emblems and such, which makes it harder to scout. Either way, I see it as neat and effective in cultural education. Just having it waving about can erupt curiosity in someone to learn about it.