my tea is waiting for me

  • <p> <b>Yurio:</b> Beka, wazzup with you?<p/><b>Otabek:</b> me? You're the one with the attitude.<p/><b>Yurio:</b> attitude? You want me to show you attitude? Do you want to take this outside?<p/><b>Otabek:</b> you know what, yeah. I do want to take you outside.<p/><b>Chris [whispers to Victor]:</b> should we stop them. They look like they're going to fight.<p/><b>Victor:</b> wait for it...<p/><b>Yurio:</b> You. Me. Tea shop. Now.<p/><b>Otabek:</b> let's go then, my treat.<p/><b>Chris:</b> wow.<p/></p>
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Mar. 15, 2017 // lowkey stressed bc college decisions are slowly trickling in, but all I can do at this point is wait and see. if anyone wants to scream about college decisions tho please hit me up. here’s last week’s space-themed bujo spread, featuring the 12-pack of muji pens that my guy friend randomly got me from his trip to London, which was uber nice + sweet of him! I also (finally) finished my IB History of the Americas HL IA, and my teacher said it was pretty good which was a pleasant surprise.

Why the Harry Potter fandom is important

Last night after walking down Regent Street and marvelling at the Christmas lights and how very much I love London(which happens anytime I walk around central London), I sat waiting in Leicester Sq. Me and my Hufflepuff fellow @andyouknowitis were off to see the midnight showing of ‘Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them’. 

After a little while, the scarves began to emerge. A girl sat down next to me wearing a Slytherin scarf. Later replaced by a girl in a Ravenclaw scarf. Two Gryffindors came up to me and went ‘Would you mind taking a picture of us? We saw you and thought ‘She’s wearing a Hufflepuff scarf, we’ll ask her’. Me and the two girls got chatting about fandom and the excitement for the movie and they wandered off. I sat back down and then two girls in robes walked by and grinned at me. 

A guy dressed as Newt walked by and jokingly cursed a group of people, more friends in scarves began to appear, wands came out, hugs were had. The cinema was crowded, full of posters and people squealing over them. In the very long queue for food, one guy found out how long the adverts were and I asked whether he was a Ravenclaw, turned out he was. 

Eventually we all found our seats, shuffling around in the dark trying to place drinks and popcorn, balancing the IMAX glasses and jostling for space. The lights dimmed, the Warner Bros logo appeared on screen and we all cheered. Here we were, one big nerdy family in the middle of the night about to experience new wizarding world material. 

The movie was brilliant, we all laughed a lot, we cheered and clapped and gasped. We marvelled at the beauty on screen and were so very aware of how much we just really bloody love magic. 

It’s been nine years since the last book came out, back when most of us were in our teens and  early twenties. And yet he we still are, smiling at the people in scarves and laughing in a movie theatre, nearly ten years on. Older and adulter but still very much in love with this fandom. 

After the movie, we wandered off to House of Minalima, a place in Soho run by the people behind the art of Harry Potter. We got to talk to them and look at all the amazing things surrounded us. The creaky, wobbly old house imbued with magic whilst the drunken Muggles cavorted outside. It felt like the Leaky Cauldron, hidden away in London at 3am. We chatted to Potterheads, it’s London, you don’t talk to random people but with this, how could you not? 

The world has been a bit rubbish of late, it’s terrifying and scary and a lot of unkind people seem to be winning. But we still have Harry Potter, we still have kindness and joy and excitement  and magic. We need that, we revel in it and thankfully this fandom ain’t going anywhere. In ten years time I’d still like to be grinning at people in fandom scarves like we’re part of a secret society. We got this Potterheads, we ain’t going nowhere. 

how couples spend their free time together

men’s expectations of wlw relationships:

oh yesss right there….yeah let’s have sex…all we ever do is have sex….and wear only nice frilly lingerie and nothing else when we are at home….hey let’s call marcus for a threesome 

actual wlw relationships:

*wearing baggy polyester shirt that has become a little off-white*

“hey hurry up, the show’s coming on.”

“Fine, fine. Wait, what r u eating.”

“Oh I found some crumbs in my room. You know, from the time we baked brownies two months ago.”

“Are you for real.”

women’s expectations of mlm relationships:

hey sweetie, the roses came in from Cecilia’s today, don’t you love them? Oh I see you’ve replaced the windows, they look so much prettier now, I love you cupcake. Here let me fix you a cup of tea. 

actual mlm relationships:

*playing video game*

“good fucking god you were supposed to catch that, you n00b”

“and how am i supposed to know that was for me??”

“You just had to catch it!”

“YOU BOUTTA CATCH THESE HANDS”

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Hello! My name is Skye and I’m from Melbourne and this is my first og post on Tumblr, EVER :D (I’ve been just reblogging for a few months) feat. A cute af grid Cornell note template from @study-well

Some of my sources of inspiration are:
@emmastudies @studyign @studyblr @algebraandcoffee @studypool @acadmia @dotgrids @biologee @artstdy @allystudiesx @tbhstudying @elkstudies @fuckstudy (cause same), @inspostudying @stillstudies @studylustre @thebetterspace @universi-tea @waystostudy @ytastudies @studywithmariana @bluelahe @c-mmonstudy @circle-studies @curiostudy @gradespiration @intellecta

AMONG MANY OTHERS :D

Honestly I’m just hoping for this to inspire me to study more and not slack off like last year (lmaooooo) during my final year of high school :))))

Look what decided to arrive after 15+ days of waiting!!!

Tested them out today on my chemistry (ew, I know) notes and I love the colours 😍

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I’ll wait for you ( All we gotta do 繋ぐ旋律 )
I’ll wait for you ( All we gotta do is connect the melodies)

after a week, i finished it! . * ・ 。゚☆━੧༼ •́ ヮ •̀ ༽୨ i did a song crossover with one of my favorite songs, Tsuki, by the hip hop rap group FAKE TYPE. it’s a really sincere and calming song that i love so much, and i always give it a listen when things are blue for me. i couldn’t help but do a little screencap redraw with puzzleshipping with it! it’s really fun trying to draw in their style too. found the english translation here!

I’ve been awake for nights listening to the sound of my clock tick

Watching the headlights shine through my window of cars passing by my house

Staring at the ceiling fan that keeps going round and round in a loop

I make myself some tea and drink it as I look out from my balcony

Thinking to myself

“When will peace ever come to me”

it never will and I know that but it’s nice to dream once in a while

It’s nice to get away from the reality of the world

To think that good is out there somewhere making an impact somehow

The good karma I need to reach endless nirvana

a state in which I haven’t been in for a while 

It’s out there somewhere

But until I find it or it finds me

I’ll just sit alone on my bed 

In a countless solitude waiting

Senior Initiate Kenobi

Hello There! I just wanted to thank everyone for their overwhelming response to my first little bit fun with Ahsoka and Tiny BB! Obi-Wan. (That is totally his name now and no one will convince me otherwise.) I am so, so humbled by all of the lovely comments and tags and reblogs you’ve given me and I cannot thank you all enough!

And now, we return to our previously scheduled Adventures of Ahsoka and Obi-Wan!

And if you have no idea what I’m talking about Part One is right here! And you can find Part Three here!


Was Ahsoka losing her mind?

“I’m sorry. What did you say your name was?” she sputtered in shock.

If it was possible, the boy in front of her looked even more crestfallen than before, his blue eyes darting off to the side as he hunched his shoulders defensively and bowed his head. “My name is Obi-Wan Kenobi.”

Yes. Ahsoka decided she was losing her mind.

Or maybe this a dream? Or a Force vision? Yes! Let’s go with Force vision. But what is the Force trying to tell me?

And why did this tiny version of Master Obi-Wan look so terribly depressed?

“It’s nice to meet you, Obi-Wan,” Ahsoka finally said, returning his bow with one of her own. “Where were you headed in such a rush?”

Obi-Wan seemed startled at her kind words and looked up at her, his wide blue-grey eyes doing that squinting thing Master Obi-Wan’s did whenever Anakin was trying to pull a fast one over him. It was almost comical coming from a child half her age.

Comical and heartbreakingly familiar.

“I was on my way to saber practice with Master Drallig,” Obi-Wan sighed, apparently deciding that Ahsoka was to be trusted. “I’m afraid I shall be late now. Master Drallig will be most displeased with me.”

Saber practice? With Master Drallig? Then that meant…

This is the Temple. I’m in the Temple. On Coruscant. This is a vision of the past. Of Obi-Wan’s past.

But why was the Force showing her this?

“Why don’t I go with you and explain it to him?” Ahsoka offered, a smile on her face. “If it hadn’t been for me, I’m sure you would have been right on time, right?”

Obi-Wan bit his lip and looked off to the side, his hands clasped behind his back as he rocked on his heels. “Ah… well, to be perfectly honest, Master Ahsoka, I am already tardy for my instructions.”

“How late are you?” Ahsoka asked, incapable of believing that Obi-Wan Kenobi could be late to anything, let alone to a class on lightsaber instruction. Anakin, yes, but Obi-Wan? Never!

Obi-Wan frowned. “Class started fifteen minutes ago.”

“Fifteen minutes ago?” Ahsoka echoed, shocked. That did not sound like the Master Obi-Wan she knew. “Why are you already so late?”

And why do you still look so sad?

Pursing his lips, Obi-Wan managed to get out a pained but polite answer. “I was talking with Master Sinube and he can be a bit… loquacious. It would have been terribly rude of me to interrupt him! He is a very wise master and I… eh-hem. And now I am even more late, Master Ahsoka.”

Then Initiate Obi-Wan did the same thing that Master Obi-Wan did when it was clear he was done explaining himself: he pulled his hands from behind his back, set his chin, and nodded solemnly. When she had been younger it had been intimidating at first, then amusing and now, to see the origins of that little head nod on such a small boy, it was positively endearing.

“Well then at least let me go with you to explain my part in this whole mess,” Ahsoka smiled, a soft and affectionate laugh following her statement. “Where is the class being held?”

“In the Northern Solar Room,” Obi-Wan explained, marching forward and his head held high. “And thank you, Master Ahsoka, but you need not impugn your honor on my account. I, alone, am responsible for my actions. I chose to offend Master Drallig’s sense of punctuality and I should pay the price for it.”

Ahsoka shook her head, a feeling of warmth and affection for this tiny version of her master’s master suffusing the Force. “I think my honor can take the hit, Obi-Wan.”

Obi-Wan looked back at her, one eyebrow arched in skepticism. He gave her a long look with those clear blue-grey eyes before he came a conclusion and shook his head. “As you wish, Master Ahsoka.”

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Buffy one liner starters
  • ❛ Thank god we’re hot chicks with superpowers. ❜
  • ❛ It’s a big rock. I can’t wait to tell my friends. They don’t have a rock this big.  ❜
  • ❛ I’m seventeen. Looking at linoleum makes me wanna have sex.  ❜
  • ❛ Great, now I’m gonna be stuck with serious thoughts all day.  ❜
  • ❛ That’s a weird place for a horn… That’s not a horn. ❜
  • ❛ What is your childhood trauma?  ❜
  • ❛ Excuse me, I have to call everyone I have ever met, right now.  ❜
  • ❛ That’ll put marzipan in your pie plate, Bingo  ❜
  • ❛ What’s the matter, life flash before your eyes? Cuppa tea, cuppa tea, almost got shagged, cuppa tea? ❜
  • ❛ I may be love’s bitch, but at least I’m man enough to admit it.  ❜
  • ❛ Do you like my mask? Isn’t it pretty? It raises the dead! …Americans  ❜
  • ❛ This will give them some time to ponder the geo-political ramifications of BEING MEAN TO ME!  ❜
  • ❛ Tact is just not saying true stuff, I’ll pass.  ❜
  • ❛ Sorry, but I’m an old fashioned gal. I was raised to believe that men dig up the corpses and the women have the babies.  ❜
  • ❛ We saved the world. I say we party.  ❜
  • ❛ Your mouth is open and sound is coming out. This is never good.  ❜
  • ❛ I want my expiration date to be a long time from now… Like a cheeto.  ❜
  • ❛ That probably would have sounded more commanding if I wasn’t wearing my yummy sushi pajamas.“  ❜
  • ❛ I’m afraid we have a slight apocalypse.  ❜
  • ❛ What ever happened to the still-beating heart of a virgin? No one has any standards anymore.  ❜
  • ❛Besides, "I’m here to violate your firstborn” never goes over with parents. Not sure why. ❜
  • ❛ If the Apocalypse comes, beep me.   ❜
  • ❛ What can I tell you baby? I’ve always been bad.  ❜ 
  • ❛ Seize the moment, cause tomorrow you might be dead.  ❜
  • ❛ I may be dead, but i’m still pretty. ❜  
  • ❛ I’m sixteen years old, I don’t wanna die. ❜
  • ❛ There is only one thing on this earth more powerful than evil. and that’s us. ❜
  • ❛ I gotta have a plan? Really? I can’t just be proactive with pep? ❜
  • ❛ You really need to have every square inch of your ass kicked. ❜
  • ❛ I don’t know how to live in this world if these are the choices. ❜ 

jack playing games like night in the woods where he does voices and stuff is basically my grown up version of a bed time story

i usually watch his vids as soon as i can but when its night in the woods i wait till im sleepy and go wash my face and get some green tea and curl up under my blankets with just my fairy lights on and i just press play and its so therapeutic??? to just listen to him bring those characters to life in his own way and seeing his reactions is just so relaxing to me

i love the loud irish story teller tbh

Cooking with Alec Hardy

1. Wait until midnight. Remember you haven’t eaten all day. Say fuck.

2. Microwave the gross tea you brewed and forgot about 5 hours ago

3. Snift that milk. Is it off? Probably. Dump a buttload into the tea anyway

4. Stir with the nearest available knife handle. Cleanliness optional

5. Drink and let the weight of your responsibilities and general misery of your existence rob you of any will to eat or sleep for another 24 hours

6. Back to work.

One day, one rhyme- Day 1166

I’m trapped inside a raindrop,
Oh please help me get out!
No one else seems to hear me
No matter how I shout.
It’s strange in here, it echoes,
My words they hurt my head.
Please take me home, it’s tea time
And nearly time for bed.
There’s no exit in these drops
I don’t know what to do
From the outside they’re fragile
But I cannot break through.
Perhaps I’ll end my days here.
Maybe it’s meant to be,
But wait! The raindrop splashes,
The ground has set me free!

A Breeze

A breeze, gentle 
As it weaves through my fingers
Slips past the doors
Into the chambers
Of my little heart.

A breeze, playful
As it zips ‘cross the grass yard        
Tousles my hair
Throws a yellow ball
High up in the air.

A breeze, enthralled
As it twirls in the study        
Prances through books
While smudging my cheeks
With black ink and words.

A breeze, pleasant
As it drifts through the parlor        
And tickles my nose
With the feathery scent
Of biscuits and tea.

A breeze, dreamy.
As it tucks me to bed,        
It hums in my ears
The sounds of the seasons
Played on four heartstrings.

A breeze, wispy
As it tiptoes through the halls        
And back to the front.
It whispers “good night”
Before shutting the door.

A breeze, now gone
As it was only a guest.        
I open my doors
And wait with some tea
To see if a breeze 
Will slip by once more.       

-DY

Turbulence in Houston

GURL, I just finished my turbulence in Houston concert. I got the tea on got7. I was p1/p2 and the first for the hi touch… Jinyoung (flirted so fucking hard), jb, Jackson, bambam and yugyeom showed a sister all kinds of attention. It can be confirmed that they are definitely interested in international fans 🍫

And girl they played juju on the beat when I got on stage (video) and jinyoung was not shy about his flirting when I was waiting for the hi touch. I was shook. He like bit his lip and was waving his hand for me to come over and I just covered my face and started turning so red.

And then rather than being cool I started bopping to the music and they all looked at me. And I’m not a super hot or sexy kind of fan so I was really shocked how flirty and nice they were.

Omg my friend told me in the twitter video you can see jackson running in the beginning from the end to get behind jb to shake my hand. He looked at me when I was going to the line  and then try to be calm and cool in front of me. 💀💀💀 yugyeom my bias though but jinyoung and yugyeom got me shook

TJLC drink code has me all like:

Oh man, is Mrs. Hudson holding tea? TEA?? Is she going to offer it to…no

OH MY GOD OH MY GOD SHE DID. And look at his face! I know, Sherlock. Baby, I know. It’s tea.

Wait, oh no, oh crap, it’s falling. Is it falling? It is. 

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i’ve been really craving affection & physical touch recently, but i am very particular about who i share my space with these days.  i would really like to be in a new relationship, but it’s important that i connect physically, intellectually, emotionally, romantically, sexually, & life experience-wise with someone & that is just not happening… so more loving me & being lonely for the meantime.  i plant my seeds & dream.  i cultivate myself.  i harvest myself & wait for a cold winter.  i trade human fingers for padded blankets, steaming baths, and soothing tea.  i yearn, but i do not wither.  i grow & i wait.

I am still waiting for Sherlock to wake up and look at John next to him in bed and say something like “I had the most weird dream in my life and I feel sick by what my brain let me watch” and John smiling softly and asking if he wants tea and tell him about that dream, so that they can both start to laugh about it.