oh god it's hot like summer

i like that Free! and Haiykuu!! have exclamation points because its like!! oh man sports!!! oh i am excited about this!!!!! whoa!! this is going to be fun!!! wow hes hot!!!! wow they should date!! why is he crying!!! wait why am i crying!!!! they should kiss!!!! i am having so much fun!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! god dammit! this anime has ruined my life!!!!!!! 

anonymous asked:

You want some cheering up? Here's a domestic plot. Jyn cooks something and surprisingly the kitchen is not on fire. Cassian loves it.

Oh my god, does this mean I get to share my one piece of cooking advice?

“Jyn, I’m just checking.”

Jyn blows her bangs out of her eyes, glaring at him as she wrangles bottles of olive oil and spaghetti sauce down from the cabinet. Innocently, he spoons a strand of pasta out of the pot, checking it. Not mush yet. Usually her pasta was about as al dente as mashed potatoes. 

He glances at the timer she set on the oven, and it’s got three minutes left; just what he would have advised. 

“It’s going great,” he tries to amend, because when he heard her slamming around the kitchen he was wary; to the point he entered the room five minutes ago to ask “Are the batteries in the smoke detector dead?” because it hadn’t gone off yet, like it usually does. 

Icily, she told him he would eat what she cooked or not eat at all, which was a heartwarming sentiment for a romantic dinner in.

“Get out of my way,” she snaps. He is exiled to his usual spot at the island.

He watches her check the pasta, chewing her lower lip. She’s focused, when she’s usually a social cook, dumping out pre-made meals, re-heating, declaring popcorn for dinner was a valid meal every once in a while she chatted with him from his seat at the kitchen island, insisting he could whip something up if she wanted him to. 

He sees her laptop, paused mid-video on how to do a simple spaghetti and meatballs the professional way, in a stark, hipster-y kitchen that had about three million views. He catches her binging all sorts of cooking videos, even though her last three meals were from a taco truck. It is an odd time for her to be cooking, pretty early in the evening, they’ve only just gotten back from work. Maybe inspiration hit mid-video.

She sets a frying pan on the stove, spooning out a generous amount of sauce and tossing it with olive oil to thin it out. She’s quiet, staring at the pan like it’s going to bite. 

“Jyn, you don’t have to cook the sauce, the pasta will-”

She shoots him a searing look, and he holds up his hands. The timer goes off, she strains the pasta, and dumps it into the frying pan with some rigorous stirring. He scrubs through the video on her screen. It says to do the exact same thing, that most restaurants do it for a more cohesive flavor and texture. Well. 

When she hands him a bowl, wordlessly, he notices the noodles have a nice rich color to them, mostly from all the olive oil, and it’s not just chunks of marinara, its lightly tossed with it, which looks a lot better than spaghetti does in theory on a hot summer day. She yelps before he takes a bite, swiping it away, and returns it with the meatballs she forgot to add. He glances up at her like he’s waiting for her to stop him before taking a bite. 

“Oh my god,” he shovels more in his mouth. “Jyn, this is amazing.” The flavor is light and pleasant, and nothing is burned. Maybe him distracting her was part of the problem. She was always way more interested in teasing him than cooking something that would take ten minutes to eat. 

She’s twirling some onto a fork, watching him eat. It takes her a moment to try it for herself. 

“Oh, wow,” she muses quietly. “Pretty good.”

He pulls out his phone, takes a picture of the blog-worthy bowl. “You did a really good job on this. Thank you.”

Her mouth twists, like she doesn’t want the compliment, but he sees her smile around her next bite. 

“Yeah, well, don’t get used to it.”

strawhat-titan  asked:

It's too fucking hot where I live, how bout you, summer going good for you and assistant?

Oh God, same! Also it feels like everyday is the entire weather of April fast forwarded! It’s cold, rainy, sunny, misty and stormy all in the span of like two hours! Imagine if global warming were real, that’d be a bummer, huh? /Sarcasm

nerdygeekypastrychef  asked:

Wincest? How about wincest in the south? Where its too hot and sticky and dangerous to stand and exist that close together but they do anyway? How, Dean especially, gets a thrum through his whole body when some redneck decides to question their closeness? And how Sam acts like he hates it but, oh god, he gets so hard watching Dean defend him, defend them? Did you mean that kind of wincest?

Dean’s thumb tucked into the back of Sam’s denim cutoffs, the five pale inches above Sam’s knee that infrequently sees daylight turning tan under the rays of the summer sun as they wander down the side of the highway from the one street town (no stoplight necessary) they’re squatting near. Until the sheriff pulls up on the road in front of them, climbs out of his patrol car in his tan shirtsleeves and aviators, all movie stereotype “What do you think you boys are doin’?” And Sam is still a little shy, you know, still just that little bit of sweetness left at the edges so he draws away, pulls back into himself and Dean can’t have that, can’t have his sweet Sammy feeling ashamed. If there’s anything Dean’s good at, it’s backtalk, but Sunglasses thinks he’s seen it all. And maybe he has, in this tiny town, this parched square of grass that disappears into the map, but he’s sure as hell surprised when Dean decks him, lays him out flat on the melting asphalt, and the two boys run until they disappear, laughing and whooping, as the road curves away.

Back in the abandoned barn where they’re sleeping, Sam kisses the bruises on Dean’s knuckles, and Dean licks the sweat off of Sam’s neck, uses his hands and his eyes and his mouth to say all the things to Sam he’s too terrified will stick if he breathes them into the humid air.

  • Person: Oh my god! I can't believe it's actually raining! IN AUGUST! Plus it's windy and cold! Worst summer ever.
  • Me: Yeah, that sucks.
  • Me internally: OH THANK THE HEAVENS!! Now I can wear all those sweaters and leggings I own without passing out from heat exhaustion or sweating like a monkey! Now I can drink hot tea all day without combusting! Now I can stay inside all day without the looming guilt of missing out on nature!!! I can go to sleep tonight under 50 pounds of blankets!!!

anonymous asked:

heyy i was wondering how long you've been drawing? bc ur art is really really good and it's what inspires me and i just :o (also on the note of your art being good how do you do such smooth lineart like holy hot damn

ive been drawing with the intent to improve siinncee somewhere around the summer of the 6th grade @v@ !! so its been abbouuutt 12?? 13 years? i mean i had liked drawing before, too but it wasnt until that summer that i was like OH my god i want to keep drawing  forever

AS FOR THE LINE ART AHAHAHidontknow usually my lineart is never neat;;; i have to focus really hard to make myself draw cleanly;;; 

sometimes when i try to be too neat the art becomes flat and lifelelss and dull……SO the key to smooth EXPRESSIVE line art is CONFIDENT STROKES. hehehehhe

here’s what i mean

a lot of artists just starting out have SUPER SKETCHY strokes. like they are unable to draw a single line without picking up their pencil like 6 times. i went through that! i still struggle with it when i encounter challenging parts of a drawing!!

but the key to clean line art is being confident with the line you are drawing.

for example

the one on the left is sketchy and messy and in general looks really flat because theres hardly any line weight variation ! I have seen line art like this, though maybe a little less exaggerated. you get my point.

sketchy line art is nice in some drawings and can be appropriate at times, but only if you know how to use it effectively! 

you can gain more confidence in your strokes by PRACTICING,,,A LOT. i took a class where we had to fill an entire page with just wiggly lines like this:

and as annoying and tedious as it was, it was incredibly helpful !!! NOTICE HOW THE HEAVIER LINES create areas of dark value! heavier lines imply shadows!! its amazing! this is an awfully lazy version but yeh. its good practice!!

i guess a little tip i could use FOR DIGITAL ARTISTS is to try using a bigger brush than what youre used to for the line art!! it gives you more range in how thick or thin you want your line to be without having to pick up your pen!

sometimes i use an even bigger brush size…it just depends! …maybe i just dont like having to switch pen sizes/ go over the same line 4 times to create the weighted look i want..,MAYBE IM JUST LAZY.

maN I COULD GO ON FOREVER ABOUT LINES AND CREATING EXPRESSIVE LINES but i should let u go

BE FREE…CREATE!! PRACTICE!! you’re awesome already so just keep working!

Heart Attack - A.I.

RequestHey can you write an Ashton fic based off 1Ds heart attack?

Summary: Y/N broke up with Ashton and he thought he could handle the aftermath, but in reality, he’s a mess and wants her back. 

Pairing: Ashton Irwin x Female Reader

A/N: This is my first attempt at writing something after a huge medical crisis so hopefully it’s still good. Sadly it’s not as related to the song as I wanted it to be, but my mind is blank and it’s a lot more Cashton than it is Ash x reader. Idk. 


“This next question is for Ashton,” The interviewer announced into the microphone, shuffling through her packet of papers. The picture on the small screen changed from a picture of the band to a picture of him and Y/N, holding hands after last night’s gig. A smile instantly tugged on Ashton’s face. “We’ve noticed you’ve been getting a little comfortable with Y/N recently. How are things going with you two?” 

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Brithdays to Signs

Aries - who cares? Just a year closer to death

Pisces - I countdown but when the day comes I could care less

Taurus - OH MY GOD ITS MY BIRTHDAY IN 1 MINUTE WOOOOHOOO – a minute later – OH MY GOD IM __ YEARS OLD GOTTA TELL ALL MY SOCIAL MEDIA ITS MY BIRTHDAY WOOHOO

Gemini - it’s summer and my birthday and I’m still not hot.

Leo - It’s summer and all my friends are on break. No one cares for my birthday

Cancer - it’s my birthday, cool, I got gifts

Libra - If you add the amount of money all my gifts costed it’s more than you. I care about gifts more than my age

Scorpio - Damn, looks like I gotta call my grandma again

Sagittarius - it is exactly .01 seconds since 12:43 in the afternoon , which is the exact minute I was born. I time my own birth and I put my mom in labor for exactly 19.567 hours

Aquarius - oh it’s my birthday? I want food.

Capricorn - YO GUYS ITS MY BIRTHDAY but every year no one cares

Virgo - YES ONE DAY THAT THINGS CAN GO MY WAY

How I imagine the target thing went
  • Calum: *coughs weakly* excuse me sir.. Would you mind looking at this- no? Ok yea that's fine..
  • Luke: *crouches down between aisles and just slides the cd out on the floor in front of unknowing people and then scampers off like a chipmunk*
  • Ashton: hi! I'm ashton nice to meet you! *shakes hand with vigor* these CDs are available now and they're actually not very expensive! But if you don't want them then I can totally understand! It's not for everyone!
  • Michael: *to hot girl* oh my god look at these hot motherf**kers on this cd. Aren't they sex- wait where'd you go

HOLY GODDESS OH YM GOD THIS IS THE MOST MAGNIFICENT LIVE SHOW I’VE EVER SEEN . OH MY GD THEY SLAY SO MUCH 

I LOVE THIS

lukes body is the 8th wonder of the world iTS SO PERFECT LIKE LOOK AT HIS BROAD SHOULDERS AND HIS LONG LEGS AND HIS FACE AND JUST EVERYTHING HE LOOKS LIKE HE WAS SCULPTED BY THE GODS sOmeONe HeLP mE I AM NOT OKAY 

OBSERVE 

LIKE THIS ISNT FAIR. AT ALL.

HOW CAN HE BE SO FIT ITS LITERALLY IMPOSSIBLE 

SATAN IS THAT YOU yes it is im pretty sure

HE IS ACE BLESS HIM OH MY GOD HOW IS ONE ABLE TO REACH THIS LEVEL OF ATTRACTIVE 

****(credit to the owners of the pictures sorry i couldn’t find you guys)****