really its just a fun word to say

Told ya’ll I was gonna do Sailor Mouth so here’s this fucking pile of shit

I actually posted this last night when no one was awake so I just decided to repost it for the sake of it actually getting some notes so….  Yeah I joined the GF/Spongebob bandwagon, because how could I not? Its too glorious to stay  away from. THough I feel like instead of forcing the kids to paint the shack for being little potty mouths, Stan would probably just faint from hearing his darling little innocent nibblings say such dirty ass fucking words (don’t be a potty mouth like Jen everyone, its a bad idea), leaving Ford to awkwardly dole out punishment (even though I’m pretty sure those two say a lot worse than that when the younger twins aren’t around. Anyway, enjoy!

Girly Things

It started off as little things, just a couple items here and there that Joe would casually leave behind, but Jack never thought much of it, because it meant that the two were becoming more serious, and that pleased the younger man.

He was enjoying exploring the relationship that had blossomed between himself and Joe, the one that had started off as them being just friends but had grown into something so much more; it had been exciting and new, thrilling and intriguing. Now, they were settling into a more comfortable place, finding their little niche in each other’s lives.

Which meant that Jack would pick up multiple pieces of Joe’s clothing when he went to do laundry, or if he walked into his flat after a long day, he’d be welcomed by the smell of one of Zoe’s many candle fragrances. The changes were subtle, Joe integrating himself further into Jack’s place, but none of them really bothered Jack. To him, it meant that Joe was comfortable calling the place home, calling Jack home.

Plus, he didn’t think his flat had ever smelled so nice, and it was a huge step up from when he lived with Conor and Josh, when there was an ever hanging cloud of man stench floating around.

But there came one change that Jack adamantly refused, and it was when his boyfriend brought it up that he realized how much the changes were truly affecting him.


“Why not?!”

“It’s weird!”

“How is it weird?” Joe’s nose scrunched up in confusion, “I do it all the time.”

“And that isn’t weird to you?” Jack asked, shifting on his feet, his arms crossed against his chest.

“No, not really.” The older man shrugged, leaning against the wall. “Want to explain to me how exactly its weird?”


“Because?” Joe prompted, waiting patiently.

“Because it’s a girly thing to do!” Jack finally blurted out, “All of this is just so…girly! You’ve completely changed my flat, Joe! And I don’t know, I feel like…I feel like we aren’t man like any more.”

Joe really tried to not laugh, because he understood what Jack was trying to say, but the way he worded it was just too hard to ignore, and so a small snort of laughter escaped him.

“Oh great,” Jack rolled his eyes, “And now you’re going to laugh at me! Well, have fun taking your bath alone.” He snapped, turning and walking away from the bathroom, where they had been stood outside for the past five minutes.

“No, wait, Jack!” Joe quickly pushed himself off of the wall and followed after his boyfriend. “I’m sorry, alright? I wasn’t laughing at you it was just….man like?”

“Shut up,” Jack mumbled, sitting on the edge of his bed, “You know what I mean.”

“I do, love, honestly,” Joe took a seat beside him, taking one of the younger man’s hands in his own, “And if me bringing candles and flowers and other stuff here bothered you that much…”

“It doesn’t.” Jack quickly cut him off, shaking his head as their fingers laced together, “I don’t mind that stuff, not too much. I don’t think…but, well, a bath bomb?”

“They’re relaxing.”

“They’re girly.”

“Why though? Why do you say that they’re girly?” Joe tilted his head as he studied Jack’s profile, “Lots of people, of both genders, use them.”

“I don’t know…” Jack mumbled, his eyes locked on their hands, “They just are.”

“But they aren’t, love. They are just simple things.” Joe explained softly, “Yes, majority of the users do tend to be women, but they aren’t girly things. The same goes with candles, or flowers. Those are also just things that people have made us believe are girly.”

“I feel like….I don’t know,” Jack sighed, “I already feel like people look at me as less of a man because I’m dating another guy, and now having a bath with a bath bomb?”

“That’s what worried you?” Joe blinked over at his boyfriend, having never realized how worried Jack was before.

“Yes…no…I don’t know!” Jack groaned, falling back on the bed, “This is all so stupid!”

“No, it’s not.” Joe told him firmly, shifting on the bed to look down at him, “Jack, you shouldn’t feel like that. And if it really makes you that uncomfortable to come have a bath with me, while using a bath bomb, than you don’t have to. I can take back the other stuff too, if you want.”

“I don’t want you to though,” Came the soft reply, and Jack turned his head to look up at Joe, “I’m sorry, for being so insecure about all this. I really do like the candles and flowers. Make my flat seem more…homey and lived in.”

“You didn’t say girly,” Joe grinned.

“Maybe because you’re right….”

“I usually am.”


“Sorry,” Joe laughed, “Do you want to try having the bath with me? We don’t have to use the bath bomb…”

“No,” Jack sat up, “Let’s use it.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yes,” He nodded, smiling at the excited look on his boyfriends face, “I’m sure.”

“You’re going to love it,” Joe told him, already standing and tugging Jack to his feet, back towards the bathroom, “The best part is watching it dissolve. I’ll let you drop it!”

Laughing, Jack allowed himself to be pulled back to the waiting bath, taking the honours of dropping the bath bomb into the water.

A short while later, the two were relaxing in the bath, a few candles lit, and the lights turned off. The water was pleasantly warm, and so was Joe’s body against Jack’s, their fingers dancing together in front of them.

“You were right,” Jack mumbled softly, “Again.”

“What about this time?” Joe asked, his head falling back against Jack’s shoulder.

“I do love it,” The younger man admitted, a small blush on his cheeks.

“I knew you would.”

“Thank you…for convincing me.”

“All you have to remember is that they’re just things, Jack. And why should we deny ourselves the pleasure of a relaxing bath together because someone has decided bath bombs are girly?” Joe asked, giving the hand in his a squeeze.

“I’m also not complaining about our position…” Jack smirked, his free hand trailing along Joe’s thigh, enjoying the sharp intake of breath from his boyfriend.

“Of course you aren’t.”

“Are you?” Jack’s lips trailed along Joe’s neck and up his jaw.

“Not at all.” He mumbled in response, tilting his head to the side, “Actually, I think we need to have more baths together.”

“I think we could arrange that.”

latino smh headcanons
  •  latino nursey is very quiet in english and very loud in spanish.
    • everything about him is louder in spanish tbh even his laugh turns into this giant high pitched howl. 
  •  while the difference is most drastic in nursey, both tango and whiskey also raise their volume. 
    • whiskey also relaxes 10x more like hes kinda uptight just a general rule but around other latinos? its like his whole personality changes. 
  • listen, also? tv is such an important part for them to connect w/ the hispanic world?? 
    • nuestro bellessa latina is so important that they dvr it but also all try very hard to schedule around it, so they can watch it in person.
    •  since nurseys not as into futbòl as tango and whiskey are, its really the climax of his life as a latino. 
  • tango cant eat spicy things.
    • he Just Cant
    • Like not even the tiniest of sprinkle of jalapeño on tortilla chips
  • nursey is unhealthily addicted to coffee, like cuban coffee that’s just basically a straight shot of espresso. not for the faint of heart. its like liquid adrenaline 
    • tango tried it once and like, could barely exist on the same plane as us mere mortals
  • whiskey also lowkey makes fun of everyone else’s accents because he grew up in puerto rico up until highschool so his spanish is excellent but he also thinks its really cute when people fuck up esp tango
    • tango has a complicated relationship with spanish bc hes always afraid of sounding too hispanic when saying things like latino countries or specific words that he cant help but say with an accent and then people look at him weird because he doesn’t look hispanic
  • tango is honestly a telenovela encyclopedia. u name it, hes seen it, can quote the most iconic scenes, and will act them out at any given time
  • whiskey is absolutely his abuelita’s child like. he calls her every couple of days if not every day he loves her so so much and nursey chirps the shit out of him for it but really he’s just lowkey jealous whiskey is so close with his family.
  • tango is also jewish and people are often very confused about how that works because both of his parents are argentinean. tango just confuses them more by trying to explain it.
  • all of them just sort of speak a unique blend of all of the slang from their respective countries like they have all just accepted the many different forms “im drunk” or “dude” or “drinking straw” come in. but the curse words that are common phrases in one country and horribly offensive in the other are a constant issue tbh
  • tango and whiskey are fabulous dancers. nursey, bless him, tries his hardest. he truly does. he just really has two left feet off of the ice
  • whiskey is truly an impressive drinker. all three of them can hold their liquor well but whiskey is just. stellar at it. he started drinking at like 13 and enters college as a seasoned alcoholic. (just kidding hes not an alcoholic!(actually tbh its hard to tell but lets just say he isnt))
  • i could forreal go on forever about this so i’m just gonna end it here: they all hate being called mexican, tango and whiskey especially (yes it’s partially about futbòl). there is something about being misidentified so grossly that really grinds ones gears. hence the gratuitous amount of clothing/memorabilia each of them own based on their nationalities.
    • if u think tango doesnt own a big argentinian flag that he definitely ties around his neck when appropriately timed, ur wrong
    • how many puerto rico tshirts can whiskey own? answer: an obscene amount. like for real at least 4 or 5. they’re both very extra
  • -Please also check MOON & DOMINANT-
  • Aries: just because you talk loud doesn't mean you're right.
  • You are very aggressive and stubborn but you can't even make a valid point.
  • Please stop acting like you "just attract drama" and "can't help it"
  • Because you create the drama and like attention ffs just be honest
  • Taurus: You are so fucking stubborn.
  • To be honest it's a pain in the ass, please learn to act less like a brat and accept that you can't be right every time.
  • Also stop acting like you are a saint, because that act doesn't really work for you.
  • Gemini: oh my lord. Fucking hypocrites, like I can't even.
  • For example; You'll get mad when someone talks shit about you
  • But when you talk shit about them it's ok?
  • You aren't God jfc, get over yourself
  • Also control your mood swings, you're confusing as fuck and that's why no one gets you
  • So fix that and stop complaining about how you and your feelings are being "misunderstood"
  • Cancer: So so so so sensitive,
  • Like it's one of your best traits but also your worst
  • You cry about everything and you always act like you're the victim.
  • Maybe it works when you're 5 but when you're all grown up people will just see you as childish and immature.
  • Playing the victim won't help you in the real world.
  • Leo: hm i don't even know where to start, you are soooo full of yourself
  • You make friends to stay relevant and when you're done with them you just drop them.
  • You are kinda loud just like Aries.
  • you'll tell someone they are pretty and as soon as they turn around you'll just make fun of them
  • Virgo: you guys always want to be in control of all kinds of projects.
  • You like to have everything clean, neat and figured out.
  • You'll boil up your irritations when someone doesn't do something your way or "the right way" and then just explode and complain about everything
  • It isn't healthy and you come off as rude and unthankful.
  • Libra: You can be so two faced, honestly you're everything that the gemini gets hated for, and most people don't even realise it.
  • You act like you're so holy but talk mad shit and create soooo much drama, but somehow manage to stay out of it?
  • Scorpio: You have terrible mood swings.
  • And it's because you act tougher than you are, but you can't keep up the facade
  • You'll act all strong and shit and like you don't have any feelings.
  • But when you're all alone you could cry yourself to sleep.
  • The most sensitive of all the signs
  • Please stop hiding it because this whole tough and no emotions act makes you look unapproachable, nobody wants to be friends with some mechanic robot with unbreakable walls around them
  • Sagittarius: You are really what people say.
  • You just don't give a single shit about anyone's feelings except your own.
  • You'll pick out someone and make them love you because it's just for "fun", but as soon as they'll say the 3 words you just flee and go onto the next one.
  • You can drop the important people in your life without a single second of doubt, you're so impulsive
  • Watch out because you'll regret it
  • Capricorn: cold shits, you are almost incapable of loving.
  • You don't focus on the people around you, people are here for you
  • And all you do is put them aside to do the things that you want.
  • Every step you take is to reach another and higher destination.
  • But one day all of that will fade away and you'll be all alone because you ignored the ones that loved you and pushed them aside
  • Aquarius: You want to be unique so fucking bad.
  • No one is allowed to do something you do or steal something you already did.
  • Everyone else is boring and not good enough and basic.
  • You cut people off as soon as they say or do anything unoriginal.
  • You look down on people and it's not attractiv, stop it please you aren't God
  • Pisces: Every sweet thing you do is fake.
  • It's just to make people feel bad for you as soon as you fuck up (and you fuck up a lot)
  • As soon as someone gets mad at you you'll curl up into a little ball and act like they're the bad guy
  • They hurt you, you did all those things for them.
  • You're the type to make people feel bad for you being an asshole
  • stop being sweet to people without really caring about the
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Interference (Part Two)

Hello everyone! I’m back with the second part to “Interference.” Once again, I’m posting from mobile, so if it’s showing up awkward, I’m sorry. I’d love feedback, on this part and the previous one. As stated before, this prompt was @tonyxclayblog ’s prompt. I hope you enjoy!

His heart was pounding as he continued to peddle, trying to put as much distance between him and Tony as fast as he could.

He knew saying what he did was a risky move, and he didn’t calculate it correctly, therefore, his efforts to ignore Tony would only broaden from this point forward.

Maybe it was just his paranoia, but he could’ve sworn he could hear the purr of the mustang’s engine.

He swerved down a lesser known street, his panic was controlling each decision.

He’d made a mistake, he knew that, and therefore, he was trying to fix his mistake. How? By running away from it.

He finally stopped to breathe, and as he did his his phone buzzed. He ignored it, and after a moment he finally turned his phone off.

If he could calm his breathing, and get his heart to slow down, maybe he could clear his head.

He knew he couldn’t avoid Tony forever, that eventually the horrifying moment where Tony would tell him that his feelings where one-sided would come.

He laid his head on the cold metal of the handle bars, and closed his eyes. There was a faint sound of an engine, but it sounded like it had long since passed. He sat back up, and looked around. He could go home, hide in his room and tell his parents he wasn’t feeling well.

It seemed like the best plan he had.

He pushed off the side wall before peddling away, turning onto the Main Street, just as a red mustang passed. He continued, not stopping as the car passed. If he would pause, he’d be seen, and between feeling mortified, and his panic increasing, he didn’t think Tony would be a good thing to mix with everything as is.

He took multiple, unnecessary turns, Just in case he was being followed. He didn’t think he was, but he just reminded himself of how Tony was on his tail at what felt like every moment during the tapes.

It seemed like it was only seconds before he turned and rode up to his house, setting his bike down before going inside. His mom greeted him with a small smile.

“Clay, honey, is everything alright? Your cheeks are fire red, are you feeling okay?” she reached forward, feeling his forehead for a temperature. He let her.

“Actually, mom, I’m not feeling well. I’m going to go up and lay down for a while,” he was out of breath, and that just seemed to cause more concern. She frowned but nodded.

“I’ll check on you in a little bit, do you want me to make you anything? Soup or anything?” she questioned, her eyebrows knitting in concern. He breathed hard, and gave her a convincing smile.

“I’ll be okay, mom. If I want anything, I’ll let you know,” he told her before going upstairs. He stopped just outside his door when she called out.

“You can shut the door, if you’d like,” she told him. His lips tugged into a small grin, he guessed there some trust back. He left it open though, because he knew it made her more comfortable. He collapsed on his bed, rubbing his eyes and he replayed the event over and over, each time noticing something new and even more embarrassing.

He closed his eyes and tried to push the memory aside. He decided to doze off, as it would shut his mind off for a moment.


He woke up with his blankets covering him, and and he automatically assumed his mom had come in. He pushed himself up, and flinched back when he found Tony standing against the doorframe.

“You aren’t feeling well, Clay?” Tony greeted, taking a seat at the bottom of his bed. Clay remained silent, watching as Tony stared st him with a cocked brow.

“Uh, yeah,” Clay cleared his throat. “Just came down with something,” he finished.

“You took off pretty quickly, quick enough to where I lost you when I tried to follow,” Tony remarked, watching as Clay awkwardly shifted. He got up, and Tony thought he was going to try to run again, but instead he just closed the bedroom door.

“The last thing I need is my mom being anymore concerned,” Clay sighed. He moved and sat back on the bed, he began twisting his fingers as a headache began to bloom. It was beginning to be an emotional overload.

“I’m pretty sure I didn’t say I’d run away after,” Tony stated. Clay glanced at him in confusion.


“When I was telling you what I’d do in your situation, I wouldn’t have run away,” Tony clarified, watching as Clay rolled his eyes. “So that’s why you were ignoring me the past couple weeks,” Tony stated, smiling slightly. Clay narrowed his eyes.

“You didn’t catch onto that?” he shot back. He wasn’t in the mood to talk, he was embarrassed and tired and he wanted to be alone. Tony sent him a surprised glance.

“I tried calling you, but you never answered, and soon enough it was just your voicemail. You turned your phone off, I’m assuming,” Tony gave him a small smile. It was more of a ‘This is awkward as hell, but I’m trying here,’ then anything else. Clay nodded.

“You’d be correct,” he stated, moving to pick at a loose thread on his blanket. He really wanted to just disappear. Tony looked away, seemingly try to think of something to say.

“I broke up with Brad this morning,” he told him, watching as Clay’s head swung around to look at him in shock.

“What? Why? Weren’t you guys happy?” Clay stumbled over his words, and his reaction made Tony laugh.

“The relationship ran its course. I think we both knew starting out that it wasn’t going to last, but it was fun while it lasted,” Tony replied, and he reached for Clay’s hand. “And if you wouldn’t have sped off, I would’ve told you,” he continued, watching as Clay’s skin started to turn pink.

“I warned you it wouldn’t have gone well, and I told you I was a ball of anxiety!” Clay defended. Tony squeezed Clay’s hand, and Clay smiled.

“If you wouldn’t of sped off, you would’ve also found out that I have feelings for you, too,” Tony added, watching as Clay bit back a grin. Clay set a hand on his cheek and pulled him closer, pressing his lips to Tony’s.

Maybe he wasn’t interfering after all.

Thank you for reading! Let me know if there’s anything I can improve on, and also: I take requests!

Woes of Inferior Se
  • Ni: Okay, so we're (finally) here at the mall today to buy clothes. We've been putting this off for way too long, but we finally have enough money saved up to get us something nice. 
  • Se: *notices the food court* Well I was thinking...
  • Ni: <i>Se, don't you dare.</i>
  • Se: But dude. Do you see all those new places that opened up though? We haven't tried them yet. I mean look at that. It's an Italian place and we love Italian food. 
  • Ni: No! Do you see those prices? It's ridiculous. We're getting clothes and leaving. That's that. 
  • Se: Okay okay. I hear you, <i>BUT...</i> Bruh. Do you smell that? It smells amazing. 
  • Ni: For God's sakes, Se! We are getting clothes. Will you shut up now? You only know how to make me waste money on things I don't need!
  • Se: ...
  • Se: You know what, Ni? If we're going to play the blame game, it's really your everyone thinks we have a huge stick stuck up our ass. You don't know how to have any fun.
  • Ni: ...
  • Se: Look at old fart Ni. Is splurging a bit on delicious food too much for your decrepit brain to handle?
  • Ni: ..................
  • *ten minutes later & $20 poorer*
  • Se: ...
  • Ni: ...
  • Se: This spaghetti is okay, I guess.
  • Ni: Shut up. Just shut up and don't say a fucking word. 

“Mate, you missed it!” Jack laughed as Joe walked back in the room, raising an eyebrow in question.

“Y/N got right into a story and her accent got heavy. Like, worse than normal.” Josh explained, also laughing.

I sat on the couch, arms cross, mouth closed tightly. I could feel my cheeks warm as a blush spread across them, while the boys continued to tease me.

There were times I really hated being from Birmingham. Most of them was around the squad. They would pick up on the little terms I would say, ones that weren’t used around here, and would tease me about them or how I say them.

Even Joe would join in, despite us having been dating for nearly a year. He didn’t tease me nearly as much, but still did on occasion.

“Awe, babe.” Joe smiles at me as sits beside me, throwing an arm around me.

“Come on, what was that one word you used?” Conor leaned forward, laughter shining in his eyes.

I remain silent, shaking my head.

“She isn’t going to say anything anymore, you guys.” Joe chimes in, chuckling at my stubbornness.

“Boo,” Caspar pouts. “Her accent is so fun though!”

“That’s what I tell her, I think its adorable when she gets going and her accent takes over, but apparently she doesn’t like it as much as we do.” Joe explains, placing a kiss on the top of my forehead.

I roll my eyes as they all talk about me like I’m not there, determined to not speak anymore.

The rest of the night continues much the same, the boys do their best to get me to speak again, or even trick me in to saying something that only someone from Birmingham would say. But I had learned a while back it was best to keep silent, eventually they’d move on to a different thing.

Finally, it was just Joe and I left, the others having left to their separate homes.

“Are you going to talk now, babe?” He asks, coming back in after locking the door.

“Are you going to tease me?” I say carefully, not letting my accent be too thick.

“I’m sorry,” He says, sitting back in his spot beside me. “But I really do think your accent is adorable.”

“So you have to bug me about it all the time?”

“All in good fun, love. I promise.”

“Sorry if I don’t find it fun.” I roll my eyes, although there’s a small smile on my lips. I know they mean well, and that they don’t actually mean any of the words they say.

“How about if I start talking in some ridiculous accent, will that make you feel better?” Joe tries, looking down at me.

“I think you just called me accent ridiculous.” I point at him.

“That’s not what I mean! C’mon. Everyone makes fun of Birmingham accents, its a normal English thing to do!”

“Alright, you do one then.”

“Do your accent?” I nod in response, shifting in the seat to face him. “Alright, uhm…what do you want me to say?”

“Anything really.” I shrug.

“Oh hello, I’m from Birmingham. I have a weird accent.” Joe says, doing his best to mimic my accent. I burst out laughing, shaking my head.

“That is by far the worst attempt I’ve ever seen. Please, if you love me, do that in front of the boys next time.”

“Only if you promise to speak in front of them again.” He says, pulling me closer to him on the couch as we both giggle.

“Honey, I’ll talk every time we’re with them if you talk like that.”

“Deal.” Joe smiles, leaning in for a kiss.

Are y'all ready for something else Disney shoved in their new beautiful film Moana?

This is the Honi. Throughout the movie you see Moana exchange this with many people including her mother, Gramma Tala, and Te Ka. This is conducted by pressing the forehead/nose together and breathing in/out together. This is the exchanging of ha, the breath of life, in which the two share their mana- spiritual energy. This is often used when saying goodbye. Tbh, no one that I know does this that often anymore except on special occasions, sad. I just thought it was really cool how disney didn’t just leave it at a hug, they included this small detail.

An extra fun fact: The word for foreigner in Hawaiian is Haole (often used specifically for white ppl but can be extended to anyone not Hawaiian). I was told that this word came about because when the first people came from outside to visit our islands they used handshakes instead of the Honi. Therefore its ha (the breath of life) ole (without). (Honestly not 100% positive on this one but that is the literal meaning but this was something I was told by a kupuna so ¯\_(ツ)_/¯)

nicarea  asked:

I know that people are just saying a lot of shit about your story. I would like to take this time to remind you that you're story is a very interesting and fun one. I enjoy seeing it. Always remember that it's YOUR story.

Thank you for such kind words. I actually know that I have complete control over my own story, but I’m also motivated by the audience impact. With the sudden negativity over it lately, I just don’t see a point in continuing it.

I know that I’m supposed to have fun and just do it for me, but getting bashed for a story you worked on and poured ur passion in it is just the worst feeling. Trust me, I have a ton of anon hate in my inbox but I’m not posting it. 

princess-harumaki  asked:

is club penguin fun? i've never actually played it and im kinda curious abt it (you dont have to answer this aaa im sorry to bother you rin!!!)

in my opinion,  it is! its funnest with friends but you can busy yourself enough when  youre alone! 

sadly, the original one shut down (the one run by disney), but someone launched it up again..

theres still rules and a filter but the filters really weird . like ive seen ppl throw around slurs but you cant say words like cuck and bitch. (meanwhile, i abide by the rules unlike some shiki hates i know)

also you are not a bother at all!


this song is the only guitar ballad on the album and I’m glad its on there because its one of my favourites.

its a song about the world being a hectic place, where just shutting your mind off and feeling free is a difficult task. however, all that becomes easier when that one person comes into your life and suddenly makes you realize that its really all so simple. that person is your rock, your gravity- or, in other words, your stone.

this song features the vocals of none other than sebastian kole (bet you’ve never heard that name before). we wrote it the day after wild things and it came pretty quickly. Malay produced it for us and it sounds awesome.


-if you listen carefully, in the beginning of the song, right before i say “read between these lines”, you’ll hear me hum a note. that wasn’t supposed to be in there. i was just testing my mic but we left it in because it sounded kinda cool.

-i wrote an original bridge for this song, but we changed it last minute. it went “paint the colours in my world so black and white / oh be my gravity / ill unravel in your arms / and we’ll be diamonds in this universe of ours”

-my dad thought the song was called “stoned” lol.

day and place we made it ^


guess i just have a penchant for love live! songs w/ all caps english titles

singable english lyrics under the cut!

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Kim Taeyeon’s entry for the Yeouido Flower Festival performance was a song she had really enjoyed since its release a couple years beforehand. While it wasn’t necessarily a “spring” song, it was lively and fun and a cute romantic song nonetheless, so she thought it would be a perfect song to be able to portray the hopefulness of the season.

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Foreign Friend

Request: Hi! How would the boys act with a foreign girl who can’t speak Korean but is fluent in English? Oh and she is the same age as Xiao and Hwanhee. Thank you! I really love your blog, you are doing an awesome job with it! :D

Hey!! Thank you~ Let’s just say the foreign girl is their friends

Jinhoo would try his best to try and communicate with you but most of the time he’ll just have a huge smile on his face cause he doesn’t really understand anything you say much but he’ll still give his all to answering and talking to you.

Kuhn: He’ll just sit there and let you talk, even though everything you say would be in English and he wouldn’t understand much but he’ll still sit there nodding his head along with what your saying like he gets it.

Kogyeol: Confusion will be shown clearly on his face, like when you start talking he’ll try to comprehend what your trying to say to him that his eyebrows will scrunch up cutely.

Wei: The first few times you guys talk he’ll ask you to talk more slowly and hopefully he can understand it more and he’ll even take the time to learn more English to talk more properly to you.

Bitto: Talking with Bitto with a language barrier would be really cute cause most of the time it’ll end up with smiles and giggles more then actually words.

Wooshin: There really wouldn't be much talking when it comes to hanging out with Wooshin, He finds it hard to speak that much English but it’ll sound funny if he can’t form proper sentence so most of the time it’ll be an enjoyable quite time with him.

Sunyoul: Basically he speaks Korean to you and you answer in English, both of you would try to use the most basic words for the other to understand and when it comes to times that’s its too hard to understand body language comes in handy.

Kyujin would always be really serious when your talking cause he’ll be focusing on trying to figure out the words in his head but when it’s time for him to talk back to you he’ll say his words slowly to make sure you get what he says.

Hwanhee & Xiao: These two it wouldn’t matter much to them if your foreign or not cause they’ll find a way to communicate with you no matter what but most of the time its just having fun with them so you don’t really talk anyways.

adampaerrish  asked:

ok how abt jeremy taking french classes and like jean helping him with some homework as to how to pronounce stuff and jeremy is like just,, heart-eyes or something like that

oh boi i just ,, 

  • jeremy is taking french and it is 100% because of his course and 0% because of jean always muttering/outright talking in french and jeremy having no IDEA what he says but he looks so intense and its hot,,,
  • so jeremy is taking french. he can say oui non and bonjour by the third class which is TOTALLY good progress
  • when jean notices the notebook with present tense verbs he’s like O.O but he doesnt say anything (kinda freaking out bc what if jeremy understood those times he said something about his biceps and face and abs and ;;;;;;)
  • its all fun at first but ofc university = exams and requirements so jeremy cant really afford to fail the class. he’s the only one on the team taking it, so ofc he HAS to go to jean for help
  • jean is Indifferent but helps him bc he can snap at jeremy whenever he’s wrong and call him stupid so of course he’s up for that
  • they’re doing house-related vocabulary and jeremy just cant say the word placard which apparently is written the same way in french but when jean says it it sounds like a cOMPLETELY DIFFERENT WORD WHAT THE F
  • its been half an hour and they are both getting Frustrated. Jean keeps saying ‘just say the R like you mEAN IT, Jeremy Knox, stop with your stupid english rolling on the letters like they’re just waves youre surfing over!!!’ and using weird metaphors,, idk man the french
  • by that time jeremy is totally not listening anymore. he’s just staring at jean being all flustered and annoyed and his hands moving everywhere the way french people speak with their hands. 
  • jean notices jeremy’s just staring at him without listening
  • he explodes in french ESPECE DE PD TU POURRAIS AU MOINS ECOUTER!!!??!,?!
  • which is so hot. you need to understand 
  • but back to the point jean is mad. so he says “from now on i’ll only ever speak to you in french too bad if you dont understand”
  • and jeremy is torn between YES and NO because jean talking french is life but also he wants to understand everything jean has to say ever.
  • so he’s :’( ‘okay sorry can we try again’
  • jean nods but he’s mad
  • jeremy tries again and it gets better for the rest of the house-related words so they come back to the word placard which he still cant say. “what does it even mean anyway,” he pouts
  • “it means closet”
  • jean is smirking he’s actually proud of his joke the bastard even before he’s made it
  • jeremy : “shut up”
  • jean : “i didn’t say anything”
  • so jeremy just repeats the word again and again until he manages to put his tongue just right and say the full R and get the right vowel sound and he??? omg he actually said it???? he can totally speak french now???
  • he looks at jean with a proud grin, says with a good enough accent : “je sors du placard” (=i’m coming out of the closet)
  • !!! plot twist !!!
  • jeremy has had months to get used to jean speaking french, to keep the fluttering from his stomach to his toes in check, to be discreet about his obvious boner for jean speaking french
  • but jean hasn’t!!!! he didnt prepare for this!!!! he never even thought of jeremy speaking french!!!! abort!!!
  • and theres all the emotional significance of jeremy speaking his mothertongue, this language that has always been a shelter and home and jeremy who is aso starting to feel like home to jean and the two together he’s just having fEELS,,
  • BUT there is also the fact that its hot???? because jeremy’s accent isnt exactly right but. believe mE, to a french speaker, ppl speaking french with an english accent is fucKING HOT LIKE WE DIE EVERY TIMME
  • jean wants to die he’s gripping the fucking desk
  • jeremy is smirking
  • fils de pute
  • jean kisses him.

Ok but a Marichat scenario in which Marinette and Chat are just hanging out and being lazy or playing a videogame and Chat as usual calls her “Princess” after a flirtiy line and Marinette, after rolling her eyes, casually tells him “ you know, how can you only call me Princess? Dont you have other nicknames in your repertory?” And so Chat says “of course i have” and says a couple of them and Marinette is not impressed and says “wow that’s the best you can do?” and Chat replys “Oh yeah, can you do it better, Purrincess?” and so they start having a nicknames-battle which starts really cute but then turns into a serious competition (at least between them) until finally what they are saying doesnt have any sense anymore, its just mixing words together and they are panting and hardly breathing and they stop and busrt into laughter because omg how ridiculous the situation is but damn it was fun.

Another Night

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‘So what are you doing?’ you read his text a smile lingering on your face far past it being normal. You didn’t know why he made you happy but he did and you don’t know what you and he were but you were happy with the arrangement. You put your phone down for a while not wanting to seem too eager. You looked up back to your computer when you felt someone staring. You didn’t even notice your friend opening the door to your room. ‘What?’ you asked rather defensively at her smirk and knowing looks.

‘Nothing.’ She shrugged walking to your table and putting down the blue prints.

‘Shut up.’ You told her taking the blue prints she had given to you and opening them.

‘I didn’t say anything.’ She laughed at your dubious tone.

‘Yeah let’s stay that way.’ You rolled back the blue prints and put it to the side of your table and going back to your computer when she just stayed there smiling at you. ‘Don’t you have somewhere to be?’ you asked not even looking away from your computer but her wide grin was taking a side toll to your focus.

‘Not really.’

‘Well you don’t have to be here either.’

‘Well that depends doesn’t it?’ she shrugged her shoulder and pursed her lips when you narrowed your eyes at her.

‘On what?’

‘On what you did last weekend?’ the smirk on her face gave you the sign to turn your head back to your computer and focused back on your work. ‘Or rather who you d-’ she didn’t even get to finish her sentence as you threw your pen and it pegged her at the shoulder. She laughed at how irritated you look. ‘Just get out.’ You rolled your eyes at how nosey she was being. She had been going on and on about Kiseok from that morning when you came to your office late and she had said in her words ‘Your face scream I just had sex.’

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Inside Out Sentence Meme
  • "Do you look at someone and wonder what's going on in their head?"
  • "First day of school! Very, very exciting!"
  • "We're gonna have a good day which will turn into a good week which will turn into a good year which will turn into a good life."
  • "Think positive!"
  • "Remember the funny movie where the dog died?"
  • "Crying helps me slow down and obsess over the weight of life's problems."
  • "Goodbye Friendship! Hello Loneliness!"
  • "I'm too say to walk. Just give me a few hours."
  • "I only make things worse."
  • "Well I just saved our lives. Yeah, you're welcome."
  • "On a scale from one to ten, I give this day an F."
  • "Congratulations San Francisco! You've ruined pizza! First the Hawaiians and now you!"
  • "Can I say that curse word now?"
  • "I'll have you know I'm not scared of everything."
  • "What was that?! I thought you said we were gonna act casual!"
  • "Welcome to Imagination Land!"
  • "We were best friends."
  • "Depth! I'm lacking depth!"
  • "Take her to the moon for me, okay?"
  • "Stop saying everything will be alright!"
  • "He...cares very deeply about things being fair."
  • "Well why don't we quit standing around and do something?"
  • "Like quitting! That's what I'm doing! Sure, its the cowards way out but this coward's gonna survive!"
  • "Fine, let's sleep on it. Because, hey, I'm sure jolly, fun-filled times are just around the corner."
  • "There are no bears in San Francisco."
  • "I saw a really hairy guy, he looked like a bear."
  • "Sorry, I went sad again, didn't I?"
  • "We did not die today, I call that unqualified success."
  • "I say we lock ourselves in our room and use that one swear word we know. Its a good one!"
  • "All these facts and opinions look the same. I can't tell them apart!"
  • "I..I know you don't want me to but I miss home."
  • "Sorry I don't speak moron as well as you, but lemme try!"
  • "We could cry until we can't breathe."

Okay so listen @ygrittebardots and I were talkin Santiago-Peralta kiddo headcanons the other night and it was so overwhelmingly precious I had 2 draw a thing

Here’s what we’ve got (shoutout to @sonseulsoleil for the cat thing)

- Maya is the elder and she’s v protective of her tiny smol brother Benji
- Benji loves whales. He has this big picture encyclopedia of whale facts and he’s read it with mom AND dad AND maya AND uncle Terry AND tia Rosa AND uncle Charles AND grandpa Ray AND - well, anyway, he’s read it like a zillion times and can recite it all off by heart
- Maya will pull him around in their adventure wagon in the apartment dressed up in her cape (dads old NYPD T-shirt) and they’ll survey their kingdom (the living room) as Benji tells her cool stuff abt whales
- sometimes dad lets Benji ride piggyback to the bodega at the corner when t hey go buy cereal and he listens to Benji’s whale facts then too
- Mr. Kevin is also v enamored and amused by the whales
- Benji just really loves whales okay
- when Maya was a baby Amy panicked once and started reciting police codes to get her to stop crying so now Maya knows like all the police codes off by heart and when she’s upset or nervous shell put her hands over her eyes and start listing police codes at the top of her lungs
- Mayas favorite character of all time ever is Rey from star wars
- dad bought her like five Rey shirts one time when they were on sale at Macy’s and she wears them everywhere
- she had a near emotional breakdown once bc Benji’s middle name is Ray and so CLEARLY BENJI IS NAMED AFTER REY FROM STAR WARS OH MY GOD MOM AND DAD but then mom had to explain to her that no, Benji’s middle name is after Grandpa Ray, you know, and so Maya had another near emotional breakdown because GRANDPA RAY IS NAMED AFTER REY FROM STAR WARS?!??!
- (“she is a very accomplished young woman,” Grandpa Ray tells Maya seriously when she brings up this subject with him. “I am honoured to share her name”)

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