i only googled them

anonymous asked:

oh ok thanks for answering so fast :) even it's fake that's still nice for my namjin imagination lol can you tell me what was written after daddy please... i can't read it :( Oh by the way what do you think about namjin since the beginning of 2017?, do you also feel that they interact less compared to their early debut where they looked so close to me, always standing next to each other, rapmon always touching jin hand when talking etc... i'm a bit sad, do you also feel it or is it just me?

I think it says “bby sin” - which ??? I have no idea what that means.

Beginning of 2017? We’re only 3 months in so I dont think we can make a general statement and say that “ there werent much namjin moments this year”. But I feel like, with the whole Wings comeback last year, NamJin has just been everywhere and more in your face then it has ever before- 

Exhibit A - when Namjoon and Jin had no chill and were openly flirting at a fan-signing 

Exhibit B - when they gave us this christmas gift and defined the word married

Exhibit C - when they actually got married in Japan and did a whole photoshoot on it

Exhibit D - when they couldnt contain their joy at winning at the AAAs

(lol im Yoongi in the back admiring them)

Exhibit D  - when Jin had some words of encouragement (?? sure) for Namjoon and vkook were all of us

Exhibit E - when they ended all ships with this one v live

And lets not forget:

And when it comes to holding hands and standing next to each other, well…

So anon dont be sad! Namjin is here and to me, 2016 was THEIR YEAR and fingers crossed that 2017 will be too! 

the real question here is if baby Peter Quill went through a mohawk phase because of his blue space dad

or because his blue space dad would eat him if he didn’t


For fucks sake Miles you were trying to prove her guilty of murder five episodes ago

I didn’t come to play it safe
I came to win or lose with you

this took…….far longer than it should have pff

At some point all seven members of the inner crew get stuck in an elevator.

There’s a moment where it screams trap, ambush, a clever attack from some phantom rival, but no. Its a stock-standard mechanical failure. The rulers of Los Santos, arguably the most dangerous crew this side of the country, trapped like rats in a little metal box.

It’s fucking undignified.

With no reception to contact their own people they use the inbuilt emergency button to call it in, expecting a technician to be rushed to their aid, only to be told they are in a queue. That there will be some delays. The conversation starts professionally polite but quickly devolves into everything from outrageous bribes to thinly veiled threats but Mark, who’s clearly in some call centre far away from Los Santos, is utterly unmoved.  

Unused to such blatant disregard Geoff abuses the call button, determined to make Mark as miserable as they are in an effort to annoy him into submission. By the time he considers allowing the crew’s main negotiator a turn on the phone the ‘self-important assholes’ impression has already been irrevocably ingrained.

Michael lifted Jeremy up to pick the lock on the emergency hatch only to complain about lax safety standards when the hinges jam and refuse to open more than halfway. Gavin snarks about their heavy hitters not being so strong after all, Michael snaps back about useless twigs keeping their mouths shut, and Jeremy is quickly forgotten in favour of a grade-school-level slap fight.

As time goes by the heat rises and tempers flare; Geoff railing against Mark, Jack snapping at Geoff for antagonising the people controlling their placement in the queue, Gavin and Michael prodding each other into more and more aggressive arguments and Ryan beginning to twitch alarmingly every time the background music loops.

Ray hasn’t moved from where he leaned 5 minutes into their stay, hood up, earphones plugged into his DS, absently swaying out of range whenever the rolling ball of furious MichaelGavin bounces towards him. Following his lead Jeremy quickly boosted himself up to sit on the handrail in a corner, as out of the way as he can be in a contained metal box, morbidly fascinated as he settles back to watch the fireworks.

At loop 17 Ryan takes a knife to the speakers, prying out the screws before calmly tearing the whole thing out of the wall. This prompts a moment of absolute silence, blessedly free from repetitive piano, before the lights flicker out, Gavin screeches, and it all kicks off again.

In the chaos no one notices Ray slipping through the jammed hatch and clambering on to the roof until its too late to catch him. His exit sets off an explosion of yelling, threats and promises and downright pleading, but realistically none of them are operating under the illusion that Ray plans to do anything more than clamber back up to the penthouse and have a nap. Gavin is the only other one who’s shoulders are slim enough to slip through but no one lets him go - they say they don’t trust him not to trip and kill himself but lets be real: if Michael and Geoff don’t get to leave this hellhole there’s no chance on earth Gavin gets to.

When they are finally set free, listening in strained silence as the lift lowers and the doors are wrenched open, the technician cracks a lewd joke about the awkward tension and no one has it in them to stop Ryan from punching him in the throat.

Geoff stalks away muttering about having unfinished business with Mark while Michael makes a beeline for the fire-stairs, intent on getting to the penthouse before Ray realises they are free and goes into hiding. Jeremy is lumped with the duty to go check in with the support crew, who have probably already tracked down the source of their absence and are bound to be smug little shits about it. The others go their separate ways in silence, normal jobs abandoned in favour of refusing to be in the same room as one another for the rest of the week.

You’re Bored in Class

Neville Longbottom

     To say that your Defence Against the Dark Arts lesson was dragging would have been an understatement when it came to Umbridge’s classes. You were meant to be reading chapter four – one which you’d already read through twice. Once when you first got the book, and the other when you were making notes on the chapter, exactly the thing Umbridge wanted you to do now.
      It was because of this little fact that you were looking out of the window. That was, however, until Neville took your hand lightly. You glanced over at him, an eyebrow raised.
     ‘You alright?’ he asked, absently playing with your hand though.
     You smiled as a slight smile slipped onto his face. ‘Yeah,’ you said softly, pushing your fingers against his lightly. ‘You?’
     He nodded slightly before looking back at the book, his hand still playing with yours as you ran your thumb lightly over his knuckles, glad for the distraction.

Draco Malfoy

     ‘So, I have to get three in a row?’ asked Draco, looking down at the noughts and crosses board that you’d drawn in the corner of your Potions paper. There was confusion easily readable on his face, causing you to smirk slightly.
     ‘Yeah. Well, that’s the aim, but I’ve gotta warn you Malfoy, I’m pretty ace at this game,’ you said, grinning as a smile settled onto his face.
     ‘Oh you are on, (y/l/n),’ he said, putting his quill to the parchment before adding some more fairy wings to his potion.
     The game didn’t last long, and you won with the ease of someone who had been playing the game since the age of five – but only because you had been.
     ‘I did warn you, Draco,’ you said, shrugging slightly as he drew out another board.
     ‘I want a rematch now I know the basics,’ he said, smiling brightly still though as Snape wandered around the other side of the classroom, muttering complaints about the Potions.

Harry Potter

     Unsurprisingly your History of Magic lesson was dragging. You could see that Ron was already asleep behind his book while Hermione was furiously making notes. You could see Seamus and Dean having a mumbled conversation in front of you, Neville dipping into it every so often before jotting something down.
     ‘Hey,’ Harry said, nudging you slightly.
     You glanced around at him. His quill was in his hand and there was a smirk on his face. He was holding out a piece of parchment, folded a few centimetres at the top though.
     ‘What’s this?’ you asked, taking it from him. You began to undo the top, but he lightly hit the back of your hand with the quill.
    ‘I wrote an opening line to a story,’ he said in a low whisper. ‘You wri–’
    ‘Write the next line and when we get to the end we get a crazy story,’ you said, barely keeping your voice quiet. It was a game you used to play with your Primary School friends. You still had a load of the odd little stories in your room somewhere.
     Harry was nodding at you, smiling as you quickly got your own quill ready.

Fred Weasley

      Normally you loved going to Charms, it was one of your favourite lessons, but today Umbridge had decided to come along. It was due to this little fact that you were sat as far back as you could. Fred was sat on one side of you, mumbling away with George while Lee scribbled things down for them.
      You shrugged after a while of Flitwick being interrupted by Umbridge, and pulled Fred’s work towards you.
    You began to doodle in the top hand corner. It started with small things like flowers and stars. Eventually, however, you progressed to dragons and flying owls.
     ‘Hey,’ you heard Fred ask after a while.
    You blinked slightly, looking up at him though. There was a smile lighting his face. You looked back down at the parchment. The whole page was covered in doodles.
     ‘I am so sorry,’ you began to mumble, trying to shove your own parchment in front of him.
     He shook his head lightly, folding your little doodled page as the class began to file out of the classroom. ‘It’s awesome,’ he said, adding a little cartoon Umbridge on the back – one which made her look even more toad-like.

George Weasley

      ‘Hey,’ whispered George, nudging you slightly while you were making notes on the lesson that McGonagall was giving. You’d been finding the subject relatively interesting so had been making as many notes as you could. He, however, appeared to have been bored since sitting down.
     You held a hand up for a moment, finishing the sentence that you’d started, before looking over at him. You smiled as a slight smile slipped onto his face.
      He was holding out a piece of parchment for you. You raised an eyebrow at him, but took the note.
      Knock knock, it said in his familiar scrawl.
      You smirked slightly, turning to him so as to mouth “Who’s there?”
     He grinned, taking the note from you before scribbling on it again.
     Ach, it said.
      You were barely able to supress a smirk as you mouthed, “Ach who?” though.
      ‘Bless you,’ he whispered, barely hiding his own chuckle as you stifled your own laughter against your hand, trying to refocus on the lesson though.

Ronald Weasley

      ‘Oohh,’ said Ron, moving his hands around the crystal ball dramatically.
      Divination had never been your favourite lesson. , but it bored you senseless at the moment. Though, you were pretty sure that it was preferable to Ancient Runes, which you’d have to take to make up classes. Instead of letting the boredom get to you, however, you were sat with Ron while Trelawney spoke with an excitable Lavender on the other side of the classroom.
      ‘I see,’ you said, squinting dramatically at the ball. ‘An ugly ferret,’ you said, smirking slightly as you pointed to the reflection of Draco. Ron barely stifled laughter at the comment, a smirk slipping easily onto his face. ‘How about you, oh great psychic Ronald?’
     He tried to keep his face serious, but you could see the smile tugging at his mouth though. ‘I see… I see a serious waste of time,’ he said, leaning back in his chair with a slight chuckle as you covered your mouth to try and hide your own laughter.

Picture credit goes to the people who made them - I only found them on Google.

anonymous asked:

do you know any use for bird bones? my cat killed a beautiful little bird a while ago and i've kept and cleaned it's bones but i don't know any uses for them. i've googled but only came up with basic things without going into depth of how to do anything (i'm interested in spirit work with them or divination mostly, but i'm open to suggestions

Bird bones may be a little brittle for bone throwing divination, I would think, but I would personally use them in witchy crafts/spells or find a way to work onto my bookshelf somehow. I don’t really get to work with bones much, so I don’t have many ideas, sorry! :(

@noahkamura asked for a starter anywhere off campus

It’s definitely not selfish, no matter what anyone says. He simply noticed that Noah was not sleeping as much as he should have been, his mind weighed down with all of the things he still had to do with the end of the semester in sight, and he decided that the Vixen needed a forced break. It wasn’t like Noah put up much of a fight when Sebastian appeared in his room, the keys to his car in hand and Han at his side, his tail wagging excitedly. All it took was one kiss and the promise of being somewhere not remotely connected to the university and he was sliding his sunglasses up into his hair and declaring that he had made just the mix CD for the occasion. It was nice, Sebastian had the plan, and Noah was always ready with the details that made it perfect. He can’t bring himself to regret taking his boyfriend away from his studies when he sees the way his shoulders almost automatically relax into the cracked leather of the seat, the way that he laughs when Sebastian’s dog gets overexcited to see him and licks his face without regard, the way the sunlight seems to bend itself just so that it has the chance to give color to his skin. It’s been a long four days since he’s seen this boy. 

The only stop that they make is to a convince store for snacks before they head to Sebastian’s spot in the mountains, Noah buys a pack of sour watermelon flavored candy and Sebastian buys a bottle of green tea (Noah teases him for being so extremely vegan, he just responds by kissing the sugar off of his lips and then stealing his candy at a run). It’s just starting to be warm enough that they can roll the windows down as they drive, and Noah sings along to every song on his CD, Sebastian doesn’t need to know any of the words, the only version of these songs that will ever matter are right then and there. He finally pulls up to a clearing in front of a steadily pouring waterfall, just close enough that they can go investigate if they want to, just far enough away that they can hear each other. He opens the back of his jeep and lets down the tailgate, sits with his back against his backseat and lets Noah maneuver himself in his arms until he’s comfortably situated against Sebastian’s chest. 

Hola mi pequeño gorrión.” He murmurs into Noah’s hair, presses a kiss to the crown of his head. “Wait–I’ve been practicing something while you’ve been studying.” He grins wolfishly and bites his bottom lip gently. “Kon'nichiwa watashi no chīsana suzume.” He’s probably butchering it, he already has an accent that wasn’t meant to be wrapped around those words, but Noah knows little bits of Spanish and makes an effort to ask what Sebastian’s saying, he wants to do the same, even if Noah doesn’t even speak that much Japanese. 


I might have found the face model for preset #4

He’s in Sense8 S2EP01 as one of the men who attack Sun (scene at 01:18:00). The credits have Thug #1 and Thug #2, and since they aren’t named I assume that’s them. IMDB has  Sungmin Yun as Thug #1, and Seungchan Kim as Thug #2. Unfortunately they both are only credited in Sense8, and when I googled them I could only find an engineer and a medical researcher, so no such luck on finding him so far.

anonymous asked:

I saw you talking about Lana's new outfit, and someone said "well it's not worse than the leather overalls or blue pantsuit" and I don't think I ever saw them? Google images only shows a black leather short dress which isn't so awful, so could you post photographic #receipts?( Also how does one fuck up a pantsuit. like. How)

Lana wore the leather overalls to Emerald City Comic Con last year.  Just google “eccc Lana Parrilla photo op” and you’ll get more examples.

The “blue pantsuit” actually refers to a blue jumpsuit she wore to the 2014 Upfronts…