no words to explain it

EXO as Subs: In One Word

1.) Sehun - The Bratty Sub

2.) Tao - The Whiny Sub

3.) Kris - The Rough Sub

4.) Kai - The Needy Sub

5.) Suho - The Demanding Sub

6.) Chen - The Vocal Sub

7.) Xiumin - The Kitten Sub

8.) Lay - The Good-Boy Sub

9.) Kyungsoo - The Closet Sub

10.) Luhan - The Denying Sub

11.) Chanyeol - The Obeying Sub

12.) Baekhyun - The Clingy Sub

the-polite-rose  asked:

What do you think about the first meeting between Tha Vagabond and Jeremy and all the others looking on in wonder at how Jeremy just hugged him and now they're just standing there talking and gavin asks geoff if he can look through the sniper rifle and it's just them accidentally recreating RvB?

lmao here we go. jeremy will have a lot to explain for after this news comes out

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They had set up a meeting with the notorious Vagabond—a deadly freelancer with a skull aesthetic that had a mythical kill count and a reputation to crush people beneath his feet if they pissed him off enough. Seeing as Jeremy was the most likeable of the crew and the least physically intimidating (at first glance anyway), they sent him down to talk with the Vagabond. The rest of the crew was gathered on a rooftop a few blocks away, surveying Jeremy through the scope of a sniper rifle.

Geoff was set up to look through the scope. Gavin was practically hanging off his shoulder, continuously asking what was going on.

“What is he doing now?” Gavin asked.


“I said, what is he doing now?”

“He’s just standing there, Gav,” Geoff said. “Vagabond hasn’t shown up yet. Now keep quiet. I’m concentrating.”

He heard Gavin huff and he backed off for a moment.

The Vagabond had finally arrived, and Geoff watched him stalk his way across to Jeremy. God, that man was a beast.

“Here he is, fellas,” Geoff said. “Looking lean and mean.”

Gavin plopped himself down next to Geoff once more and hung on. “Let me see,” he said.

“No. You’ll just fuck it up. It took forever to get the sight right. Now just sit still.”

He watched as the Vagabond and Jeremy came to stand close to each other. They started talking. He could see their lips moving and everything. Then the Vagabond did something odd. He jerked back, and Jeremy went still. The Vagabond then said something, judging from the movement of his head, and then Jeremy said something and then they were holding each other and—

“What the fuck!” Geoff said.

“What?” Gavin asked. “What is it?”

“I think Jeremy knows the Vagabond?”

There were similar exclamations of ‘what?!’ amongst the crew and they all crowded around Geoff to see what was happening.

“What are they saying now, Geoff?” Gavin asked.

“How the fuck should I know. I don’t read lips. It does look like they’re familiar with each other.”

“What are they doing now?” Jack asked.

“Uh, they’re hugging and laughing. Seems like a reunion.”

They were indeed hugging and laughing, and it was just so odd. Jeremy would have a lot to explain when he got back to them.

“Can I use the sniper now, Geoffrey?” Gavin asked.

“You know what, Gavin? When you become the boss of your own crew, you can look through the sniper as much as you want.”

“Geoff, you’re so mean, Geoff.”

“You get what you pay for, Gavin. Now how much you want to bet that Jeremy and the Vagabond fucked?”

anonymous asked:

hey... what is ur policy on internet friends? i do not want u to be uncomfy if i started trying to have friendly chats with u

ok i get a lot of asks about this….. but like…………………………………………. you cant just Set Up A Friendship and hope it works out like all of the people im friends wtih rn i have stumbled across and we just started chatting naturally nd it wasnt like. “forced” and i use that term loosely, like i didn’t just ask, “hey can we chat/do you wanna be friends????” it was more like we became mutuals, joined eachothers group chats, and so forth like … it wasn’t forced adn i dont even know how to like. explain or find the right words

asking to be someones friend wont do anything you have to like…………………………………………………………just…………………become friends over time and naturally let it happen

plus like……….. im sorry BUT i get a lot of asks like this and they make me uncomfortable bc in the past most people who have tried to become friends this way just wanted to get art out of me / publicity bc im A Popular Artist…………… like i dont wanna sound snotty or stuck up but its just not how it works……. nd i dont like….know……..idk i have social anxiety and im autistic i dont know how to interact with people like. at all

tldr: hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhmgggggbhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

i’m going to see coco again today, this is te 2nd time in less than 24 hours but it was so cute like words cannot explain how much i loved it and how much i loved seeing my culture in a movie like that like every little detail reminded me of being in mexico and i love it so much 😭😭😭😭

The Third Eye Contemplating Inner Light: “Dristi yoga [Yoga of Inner Seeing, Meditation Upon the Inner Light] can be explained through translation of the words: Dristi is the faculty of vision, and Yoga means union. Thus Dristi yoga refers to the concentration of the dispersed vision into a focus on a Single Point which is beheld with the mind’s eye [third eye]. The aspirant of Dristi yoga is instructed by the preceptor to bring both beams of vision to a unity by focusing and intense gazing on a Single Point.

"Through this practice the aspirant pierces the realm of darkness within and enters the realm of Divine Light. The aspirant thus moves from the microcosm (body, the material realm) to the macrocosm (Divine Realm), and from the gross material world to the subtle Spiritual Realm where the aspirant is also able to perceive the Subtle Divine Sounds. With this connection to the Subtle Sounds the practitioner of Dristi yoga is enabled to proceed further on the Path.

—  Swami Santsevi Ji Maharaj

anonymous asked:



My mother overheard me explaining (or in her words unfairly complaining) about the lack of rent money to my friend who I’m moving in with on my phone and she’s giving me the silent treatment bc she knows shes in the wrong and owes me money but!! whO!! cARES!!!! IM MOVING OUT TOMORROW 

all i’m saying is that brooklyn nine nine better get at least 15 seasons 


dear pretty little liars. it’s been a long ride but it’s been an amazing one. thank you to the cast and the crew that brought this show to life. it’s become a part of me and this journey has been a beautiful one. thank you for everything. (pretty little liars, 2010 - 2017).

Translating is hard work. Even with pretty simple translations there can be unexpected difficulties if one of the languages has some funny special rules that apply to everyday life like honorifics and proper address, or words with multiple meanings so instead of asking what time it is you’ll end up asking for a potato. A professional translator can deal with this, of course. But for someone who just knows two pretty different languages, translating even something simple suddenly takes time and ends up getting pretty confusing for everyone involved.

And that leads us to ALIENS!

I think we’ve all read one scifi story or another where an alien is explaining some kind of concept that their species has - it might be related to their Special Sense or something else, but they always conveniently manage to put it in words that the character (and the reader) understand. This makes sense from a storytelling viewpoint, because we’re telling the story to human readers/listeners/viewers who need to understand what’s going on and why.

But it might be fun if the character is teamed up with an alien who gets so confused and/or worked up about some trivial translation that it gets turned into this big whole mysterious deal.

Human: “So, what’s this word mean, ‘thnguwe’?”

Alien: “Thnguwe has… special meaning for our people. It refers to a person’s ability to… form a meaningful connection with another of our kind, and our… entire society is built according to the… concept of thnguwe.”

Human: “How profound! Your civilization has much to teach us!”

Alien #2: “It means ‘talking’. Thnguwe means talking.”

Alien #1: “Oh, talking! I forgot what that word was in human language!”


you are my bruise, don’t you know that?