i can't with you two seriously

Real Bts conversation: Bangtan Christmas 🎄present party🎁
  • Yoongi: I wanted Jiminnie or Hobi to get it
  • Jimin: Why?
  • Yoongi: Because it seems like you two would actually carry it around
  • Jimin: Ah seriously. I won't carry this around.
  • Namjoon: Jimin doesn't even like this stuff either.
  • Seokjin: I will carry it around. Trust me, seriously, Trust me!
  • Yoongi: Okay i'm going to check your bag next time
  • T/N: Yoongi's present was an acrylic standee of himself

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you need me… because we’re just alike, you and i.

That’s funny, cause when I see Victor two words also come to mind: Clothes. Off.

Wait a minute, I recognize that ass!

But not those titties though. 

Also, why is Chris wearing sunglasses at night? Is he supposed to be in disguise? Is he hiding Wesker-esque eyes or something?

Ya know what? I’m gonna ship it. Cause that’s some blatant damn flirting right there.

Oh Chris,  I’ve missed you, and your sexy ass. 


No one man should have all that power smug

Would that be considered an “ugly word”? Also, I am so disappointed that Yakov’s ex didn’t come and grab Yurio by the cheek.

I want to see JJ’s angels vs Yurio’s angels, West Side Story style

I am not surprised that his girlfriend looks like a genderbent version of him.

I don’t care if it works or not, my headcanon is that these two get back together and adopt Yurio and become his real parents. 

Hahaha! He doesn’t even remember who he is! 

Poor Crispy he looks so sad, like he’s lost all hope. Menawhile, Yurio is rocking that 5 head.

This is the face of man who is in love.

He looks so peaceful, like a little angel.

Okay, hol’ up. 

Who is taking the picture?

Where did the other pair of sunglasses come from?

Why are they wearing sunglasses on at night?

So many unanswered questions!

Be careful what you wish for Yuuri. 

Also, I ship this. I ship the three of them. If they haven’t had sex together already they will someday. It’s my headcanon.

“Come with me if you want to live, Yurio”

We a shoujo now? Cause it looks like we a shoujo now.

A better love story than Twilight

(wtf I love this ship now)

Perfecto date-o!

Don’t listen to him Yuuri, there is nothing wrong with your cute little suit and tie.

Please let the last episode be about the entire cast throwing Victor a birthday party. Please. Please. Please. Please x100000 Kubo!

Nothing says “thank you” like becoming committed to each other for life.

This is the face of the happiest man in the world. 

From bike ride to date. We really are in a shoujo.

BACKSTORY INCOMING! BACKSTORY INCOMING!

Sooo it’s like when the main character wakes up on an island with amnesia only to find out that he was the one responsible for everything in the end. Except in this case the amnesia dude dry humped another dude, made him fall in love with him, asked him to be his coach, and then promptly forgot the whole thing.

Kind makes the whole “Viktor is evil because he forgot to make Yurio’s choreography” pale in comparison, huh?

Of course Chris would be the first to notice.

Everyone is so happy…but what the hell happened to your eyes Mr. Mustache Man? Did the burning intensity of true love burn your eyes out?

Chris’s face is freaking adorable in this scene. Ad-or-able. Oh and Yurio’s upset/shocked, what a surprise.

It’s like the saying “You gets no love unless you wear a glove”, except in this case the glove is a gold medal.

*Record Scratch*

“See that guy with the embarrassed look on his face? That’s me. Somehow I just ended up engaged to my coach and now everyone knows. How did that happen? Well, I guess you’ll just have to stick around and find out.”

Has he been following them around this whole time? Cause I bet you he’s been following them around this whole time. #thatsJJstyle

Aaand nobody gives a shit. Better luck next time JJ! 

Another peaceful day, just relaxing, ‘miring that sweet engagement ring.

Oh…look, it’s Yurio, and he’s being a shit. What. A. Surprise.

‘I could toss his little ass into the ocean and no one would ever suspect a thing.’

Oh my god, we fucking get it, you’re jealous that Viktor has joined Yuuri’s reindeer games. Get over it. Go play with Otabek’s bike or something and leave the adults alone. 

To anyone who still has doubts, just look at that face. Look at the faces he’s been making this whole episode.

The only way this could be not canon gay is if one of them literally pulls a girlfriend out of their asses.

Poor Salad, no love for you.

I ship Emil with CrispySalad.

So since Yuuri completely forgot this that makes him worse than Satan right?

Why is there a pole there?

Why is no one stopping this?

How the hell is Yuuri able to do such advanced stripping techniques? Is stripping classes part of skate training? Is that how Yuuri earned money when he was in Detroit? 

No, seriously, how? How is he able to do this? Dear god just how strong is Yuuri?

Does this always happen at these banquet things? Did Chris and Yuuri sleep together after this? Why did no one tell Yuuri about this until now? Was it like Fight Club? What happens at the banquet stays in the banquet?

Strippers on Poles anime when????

In case you didn’t notice, Yuuri was the shitty playboy in the story all along.

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MC: And you two can stop by whenever you want to see her, alright?

Saeyoung: MC, you are an angel! ★

Saeran: Seriously, thank you. You’re doing me a huge favor by taking her off our hands.

Saeyoung: *pouting*

MC: Hehehe.

Wow!!! We hit 11k today! Thank you all so much! We’re all super appreciative. I honestly never even considered 10k. I told my roomies, who are now the two other mods, that I’d upload a video of me playing History Maker on guitar if I ever achieved 10k. That’s how impossible it seemed to me, back in October when we got our first thousand.

You guys are all so amazing. I still can’t believe some of you guys have made art related to this silly blog. You’re all just so lovely and talented. I love Yuri on Ice so much and I’m so happy to be able to share that love with all of you.

I’ll spare you my bad guitar playing, but if we get 15k, I’m considering a Yuri on Ice tattoo…

Lots of love and yummy katsudon!
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                                          wow, this happened quickly.

honestly, i’ve been sitting on 100+ since day two, but seriously, that was really quick. i never thought that i’d be doing this so soon, especially since i’ve been really slow on……… everything actually. but thank you all for rejoining me on my adventure to grow and be a better roleplayer in this fantastic community where i just happened to fit in completely and make awesome friends along the way!

this is about to get really sappy with plenty of adoration and happiness, but to spare you all, i’ll put it under a read more. though, i will send this lil message out to mutuals: y’all are so special to me. you’ve endured my serious oocness on this blog (already), you’ve handled the angsty stuff on my old blog, and now you’re here again. for that, i thank you, from the bottom of my heart.

now, to spare you all from my sappiness.

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the-interno  asked:

I'm not crying at the strong possibility of Richonne having a baby 😭😭😭😭😭😭. Death by Andrew Lincoln.

You can breathe. You can blink. You can cry! Hell, we’re all doing that! 

Seriously, I’m a mess of feels. I’m imagining S9 (or hopefully 8B) opening with like a two-year old mini-Michonne or Rick and I just wanna scream. 😩This ship really just keeps on giving. 

Carla: Why do you still like that necklace of yours? It’s getting old.

Yui: You’re getting old but I still like you.

Carla: Shin must have fed you some of his dog food because you’re being a bitch.

Mulled Wine

I recently reblogged a post on winter wine and figured I’d share my personal version of mulled wine, as taught to me by my roommate.

Originally posted by butteryplanet

What you’ll need:

-Two of the cheapest, largest boxed wines you can find (preferably red, but one red and one white works as well). I’m talking higher alcohol content than price here

-Three oranges

-Two apples (I prefer Granny Smith but any kind is fine)

-Two lemons

-5-6 Sticks of cinnamon

-As much star anise as you can stand

-A cup of white sugar (more if you want a sweeter drink)

-Some honey if desired

-Pinch or two of salt

-Cloves

Step One: Cut up all your fruit into quarters, removing seeds as necessary

Step Two: Put it all in a big ass pot

Step Three: Heat, stirring occasionally. Make sure it does not boil and that the sugar/honey dissolves

Step Four: Drink!

A few of my friends like to make caramel to put in it as well or top it with cinnamon or nutmeg. Another friend of mine melts butter into his, so feel free to spice it up however you want! I personally add a lot of honey to mine as I prefer a sweet drink to the drier mulled wine you can make.

You can use a similar recipe to make mulled cider using apple cider instead of wine so if you don’t want to consume alcohol you can still make this!

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“Oh Madam Sexytary seems a little jealous!” - Tim Daly (x)

anonymous asked:

29. “I thought you were dead.” Andriel?

bitch i heard andriel not andreil so that’s what you’re getting ayt

fic meme 1-100: andriel (andrew + nathaniel) + 29. “I thought you were dead.”

send me a pairing (preferably from aftg/trc, but you can send me anything) and a number and i’ll write you a drabble (1-50) (51-100)


“The last time it got this bad, I remember having to go to… extreme measures to handle it.”

Andrew stiffened at the thought of whatever methods Betsy was implying. Surely she meant healthy and valid preventive measures, which are proven to have worked, designed by reliable and credible psychiatrists?

Then again, when had he ever trusted any psychiatrist? Ever since Neil, really, when had he ever trusted anyone? Betsy didn’t count, even if she was the closest to what Andrew considered the definition of trusted.

Dissociative identity disorder, he learned a long time ago, wasn’t just Neil Josten forgetting himself. It wasn’t just Nathaniel Wesninski coming back to life whenever he wanted to.

It was Andrew needing to have the capacity for two entirely different beings, separate but so intricately intertwined that they were forced to live in the same body, and had no choice in the matter. Because they weren’t conscious of the concept of being separated. Nor could they be.

Putting his hand on the doorknob, Andrew asked, “Who is he today?”

Betsy sighed, and put her hand on Andrew’s shoulder, gave it a reassuring squeeze. She took it away before Andrew could flinch.

“He’s Nathaniel today,” Betsy replied, shoving her glasses up the bridge of her nose. As the door went ajar, she added, “He hasn’t been Neil for weeks. So he might not know who you are.”

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Finally!

Valentine’s chocolate and some rehearsal pics! 

^o^

skateboards and snapbacks: part two

so the other day i posted part one of this au, which at that time was untitled, because i didn’t expect it to garner any attention at all. and then it turned out to be the most popular piece of writing i’ve ever posted on tumblr. so i don’t really know what to say, apart from thank you! i hope that you enjoy the follow up just as much as you did the start.

shoutout to ananbeth who by total fluke knew exactly where this was going (and whose fic helped inspire this in the first place). i can guarantee that the rest of your tags will also hold true, eventually.



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Despite her better judgment, Annabeth told Piper about her encounter with the hot skateboarding stranger. The more she talked about it the more idiotic she felt, and the more unattainable he seemed to become. Piper was of an entirely different opinion, her eyes lighting up at the mere mention of her friend meeting a guy. She was probably already planning double dates with her and her crush Jason by the time Annabeth had finished the tale.

“How many Percys can there be at this school?” Piper said brightly. “He can’t be too hard to find.”

“I’m probably never going to see him again,” Annabeth said, aiming for casual indifference and instead hitting sad desperation. She sighed. “I made an idiot of myself, anyway, it’s probably for the best -”

“Whoa, wait, did Annabeth just call herself an idiot? What’s going on in there? Is the world ending?” Rachel stuck her head around her bedroom door, one earbud dangling in her hand and charcoal smudged across her cheek.

Annabeth huffed. “I did not call myself an idiot. I meant that I acted like an idiot.”

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  • what she says: i'm fine
  • what she means: james reid and nadine lustre literally started from the bottom with their fame and now they're officially together taking over the industry i mean it's been two years and this beautiful friendship has turned into a strong relationship like seriously watch that interview where james and nadine talk about their relationship and tell me you don't feel absolute joy and happiness when they smile at each other screw all the haters who say its promotion the look in they're eyes says it all this is the start of something new and amazing long live jadine bye world rip me this happiness is literally killing me brb going to cry until the end of time