starts in 30 minutes

Sidemen as babysitters

harry: tries some of the baby food the mom left for the baby to eat, then ends up accidentally eating all 5 of the jars. the baby is living on cheerios until the mom returns

tobi: takes a nap on the couch with the baby lying on his chest- the baby’s head cradled in neck the entire duration of the babysitting session

simon: puts the baby on his shoulders and jogs around the living room. it was livid up until the baby bumped into the light on the ceiling and started wailing for 30 minutes straight

vik: brings his childhood building blocks for the baby to play with. instant regret when the baby won’t give back the blocks

josh: attempts to solve a puzzle with the baby. quickly shoves the pieces back into the box after the baby swallows one of the pieces, and pretends nothing happened. the mom is perplexed when she changes the baby’s diaper 8 hours later

ethan: intently watches his favorite episodes of teletubbies with the baby in his lap. the baby is very amused with his laughter

jide: tries to get the baby to dance to his mixtape, but has to turn it off after the baby starts to cry 6 seconds into his first track. is also banned from being their babysitter after the baby starts saying “fuck” and “titties” after his session

*feel free to add on what else you think they’d do lmao

A few months back I was at a party and saw this cute dog. It was obvious that his owner was a bit obsessed with him (I mean he was at a party in France). I started talking to her and it wasn’t until maybe 30 minutes went by that I realized who she was. Even after she said her dogs name was Gary Fisher. Maybe it was just too much for me. Princess Leia was a character in a movie that I saw before I knew the distinction between movies and real life. So, having Princess Leia in front of me and talking to me gave my body a bit of a shock. Anyway, I would usually keep a photo like this one private but it is such a real honest moment of a real human and her dog, Gary. She was just hanging out at a party having a nice time. When I realized who she was I went into fangirl black-out so I’m not sure if I told her that I was a fan, that I had a crush on her or that I read one of her books. I’m not sure if I thanked her for her honesty in that book or the entertainment she provided for me. But I think I did… Carrie Fisher & Gary Fisher Cannes 2016 #RIP


  • *turns on tv 30 minutes early from scheduled game time*
  • insignificant person: the game doesn't start for another 30 minutes, we have time to change the channel
  • me, shooting a death glare: i gotta watch the warm up, the national anthems (where they show shots of the bench), the video featuring the two teams playing, pre-game interviews, locker room and hallway hype, don't you dare touch the remote
(Draco Malfoy x Reader) She Drew Me pt.2

Please read Pt.1 if you haven’t

  Draco is being awkward. Draco knows he’s being awkward. Draco knows that other people think he’s being awkward but he can’t help it.

  Ignoring all the strange stares he’s getting from his classmates he stiffly butters a crumpet being careful not to get any on his robes. His eyes are constantly darting towards the Gryffindor table but the one person he’s looking for hasn’t arrived yet.

  Breakfast started 30 minutes ago, the heck is keeping her?

  To his consternation Blaise had decided to take a seat next to him that morning and couldn’t seem able to stop nattering about something to do with…something. What? He wasn’t listening. With his eyes fixed firmly to the entrance of the Great Hall, he took a careful bite out of his crumpet; and promptly spat it back out again.

  “Who in Salazar put marmalade on this?” He coughed reaching out for his pumpkin juice and taking a large gulp to rid himself of the vile taste.

  Blaise gave him a weird look. “Uh, you did, Draco.”

  Draco scowled at his friend. “Why would I do that? I don’t even like marmalade, you pillock.”

  Blaise smiled slyly. “My my, what has gotten the Ice Prince in such a bad mood? Let me guess, is it Potter? Is it because you tripped on the stairs this morning? Oh, I know! Is it because Professor Snape- mhmph!” He was unable to finish that sentence due to an apple being shoved unceremoniously into his mouth by yours truely.

  “Two words Zabini. Shut. Up.”

  Blaise spat out the apple and gave him an even broader smile. “And now we’re on last name terms. I wish the best of luck to whoever has pissed off his highness.” 

 Draco groaned. 


  In the end you never did turn up to breakfast and Draco is definitely not worried about you at all. In fact, it is because he is curious and not worried that he asks Blaise about you on the way to their first class which was Potions. 

   “Oh, (y/n)? She lost her sketchbook yesterday and she’s been searching for it ever since. Knowing her, she’s probably still looking for it now. You haven’t seen it, have you? Normal sized, leather bound-” 

   “No, I haven’t” Draco said a little too quickly. If Blaise noticed he didn’t say anything, too busy he was with his musings.

   Actually, it’s been in his bag since he left the dorm

   Everyone had already taken their seats and heated their cauldrons when you finally showed up. You were panting slightly and your cheeks were flushed giving your usual complexion a rosy glow, not to mention your tie was also crooked. You looked absolutely adora- hideous! He meant hideous! No no no he was not about to call you adorable. No way

   All the students attention was now on you but you seemed unfazed by it, your usual deadpan expression giving nothing away. 

   “Miss (l/n). Care to tell the class why you are late?” Snape drawled raising his head up from the textbook long enough to give you a glare. 

   “Sorry, Sir. I overslept dreaming about pink fluffy unicorns dancing on rainbows.” You drawled back in an almost perfect imitation of the Professor.

   A collective giggle arose from some of your classmates while the rest of them looked completely horrified. No one spoke to Professor Snape like that. Sure enough Snape’s eyes narrowed to dangerous slits.

   “Lets see, 20 points from Gryffindor for your tardiness and another 20 for disrepecting a teacher. Oh, and another 10 for not being aware of how to properly wear a school tie.” He sneered. 

   All the Gryffindors groaned at this but you were undeterred. “With all due respect, Professor. Who in the name of Merlins greasy beard would take points for a crooked tie?” 

   “(y/n)!” Granger gasped looking scandalized. Draco had to bite the inside of his cheek to refrain from laughing and it looked like Blaise wasn’t doing much better. 

   “Detention, (l/n). If you don’t want me to fail you this instant you will shut that disgraceful mouth of yours and sit down.” It seemed as though Snape had surpassed all the stages of anger and entered the realm of deadly calm. 

  Silence reigned as the class waited for your next move with bated breath but after recieving the evil eye from Granger, you relented and made your way to the last empty seat……… which was right next to Draco’s. 

   You completely ignored him as you set up your cauldron. This did not bother him in the slightest and he absolutely did not keep glancing over at you once every thirty seconds. No he didn’t. 

   To his annoyance, halfway through the class Blaise leaned over him to talk to you. “I take it you didn’t find your sketchbook then” He chattered cheerfully making Draco roll his eyes. 

   Your scowl looked disturbingly like his own as you directed it at Blaise. “Do I look like I’ve found it, Zabini?” 

   Blaise pouted. “What is it with you and Draco today? Zabini this, Zabini that. My name is Blaise in case you two have forgotten.” 

   Your eyes focused on Draco for a moment making his heart leap but with a blink you looked away again. Draco suddenly really really wanted you to look at him again and he racked his brain to try and think of something to say. 

   Come on. She’s right there. Just say something, anything. You could comment on her potion. Or, give her advice on how to dice the frogs legs. Heck, you could just insult her like you usually do. Or maybe you could, maybe you could- 

  “I have your sketchbook!” He blurted. 

   There was a faint plopping sound of your stirring rod falling into your cauldron as you stared at him slack jawed. “You what?“ 


 "I-I have your sketchbook” He repeated. 

  Avoiding eye contact, he reached into his bag and rummaged around until he felt leather. He placed it on your table with a thud. 

   "Waaaiitt, you said you didn’t know where it was when I asked you earlier” Blaise pointed an accusing finger at him but Draco ignored him because, right now you looked completely mortified. 

   "Did you open it?“ You voice came out in an almost whisper. 

   "I did” Draco answered as firmly as the stupid butterflies in his stomach would allow him to. 

   You lowered your head in defeat and let out a harsh laugh. “So, what did you think of my drawings?” You asked bitterly. There was something else laced in your voice and when he realized it was fear his traitorous stomach did a fucking swoop.

  Hesitantly, he reached out and put his fingers under your chin bringing your eyes up to meet his. Draco was honestly surprised how easily a smile sprang to his lips when your very nice eyes widened in astonishment. Leaning in to make sure only you could hear. He whispered carefully.

   "They were beautiful" 

   But not as beautiful as you. 

Welp… A very quick sketch of Little Jammy Hood before I head off to bed! (original idea of this PJ is from @blogthegreatrouge!)

Still trying to get used to Drawpile… =_=


1.16.17 / i really should have started reading wuthering heights earlier. i have a test tomorrow over the first ten chapters and the first time i opened the book was 30 minutes ago :’)

update: anybody got any tips for KEEPING MY EYES OPEN while reading cause i’m about to slip into a very very deep slumber that i will regret tomorrow
Jolene - Dolly Parton

I’m dedicating today’s post to one of the best songs EVER (I will fight you over this if necessary). What’s not to love about Dolly in general? She’s a ridiculously talented singer, songwriter and musician. I’ve been lucky enough to see her live and she played 7 different instruments during one concert! Jolene is the ultimate Dolly song for me though. The guitar riff, the lyrics, Dolly’s vocals….the only bad thing about it is the fact it’s just 2.30 minutes long!

Gotta start off with Dolly belting it out live, wearing what is probably THE ugliest onesie on the planet (matches her eye make-up though)

Honestly never thought I’d post a Miley Cyrus video on this blog (not that I have anything personal against Miley, she’s just not really my cup of tea musically), but she has a set of pipes on her, and this cover is excellent. I honestly CANNOT believe that this video has had nearly 100 million more views than Dolly’s video though…WTF?!

I first heard this remix at the end of Todd Terje’s set at Glasgow’s infamous Sub Club (officially one of the greatest clubs on the planet…and that’s not just me being biased, it’s a well know fact!) It was a truly magical moment when a club full of ravers started having a singalong to it.

Jolene slowed down to 33rpm is a total trip and takes it to a whole new level.

Happy Dolly Day fellow tumblrites!

#7 - “Watch me”

Sum: Shawn and Y/N are fighting and Y/N decides that enough is enough.

Words: 747

Originally posted by bottomoftheoceanworld

“No! Don’t you dare blame this on me, Shawn!”

 "Well, what do you expect me to do?“

 "I don’t know, trust me maybe?!" 

"How am I suppose to? Tell me, Y/N, because I am DYING to know!”

This argument had been going for at least 30 minutes now. The day had started out perfectly. Your best friend, Ashton, had just come home from living across the world and you hadn’t seen each other in years. Ash asked you to grab a coffee which you gladly accepted.

The thing was that fans had spotted you hugging and kissing cheeks and the tweets spread rumors faster than a lightning. Of course Shawn had seen the pictures and was by now furious.

“Because he is my best friend and I would never do anything to hurt you.” You responded with a loud voice. Shawn snorted and folded his arms over his chest. 

“Shawn, you meet hundreds of girls each day and you never hear me complaining when you kiss their cheeks.”

“That’s a whole different thing, Y/N.”

“But it isn’t!” You argued and crossed your arms over your chest as you took a step closer to him.

“Yeah it is! My job includes meeting fans. It’s pretty much my duty to make them happy. Without them I am nothing.”

“What about my happiness?” You mumbled and looked down on your feet. In the corner of your eyes you saw how Shawn frowned confused and rolled his eyes.

“What about it?” He simply answered.

“How do think I’m feeling when you go off touring, sometimes being away for over 6 months?” 

He stood silent.

“How do you think I’m doing? It’s not like I’m having sex with each guy I see just because you’re not home and I feel alone. Shawn, I wait for you to come home because I love you.”

Shawn snorted and rolled his eyes once again. 

“Why should I believe what you’re saying? Who knows, maybe you’ve been sleeping around. Maybe you’ve been a stupid groupie all this time? Maybe, each time I’m in the studio, Ashton comes here and fucks you behind my back?”


Those words hit you like knives stabbing you over and over again. How could he say that? You would never, ever do such thing. You thought he knew that. 

You just glared at him with wide eyes and a slightly open mouth. You felt like crying, but not in front of Shawn. No, he didn’t deserve your tears.

Suddenly his face turned around as he just realized what he said. 

“N-no, Y/N I didn’t—" 

"Save it.” You interrupted him and turned around to grab your bag on the floor. You couldn’t stay anymore.

“Where are you going?” He asked with a voice of panic. You stood up straight and swung your bag over you shoulder and looked at your boyfriend. 

“Not your concern. I’m surprised you even care.” You muttered and grabbed your converse to put them on.

“But it is my concern!” You gave him an angry glare and ignored him. Now he cares? About time.

 "Y/N, don’t you dare. Don’t you dare walk out on me.“ He said and glared at you with a clenched jaw. You took a few deep breaths before you turned around and headed for the door. 

"Watch me, superstar.”

You were about to open the door when a hand quickly smashed the door close again. You caught your breath and jumped around to see Shawn standing only a few inches away from your face with his hands pressed against the door to hold it close. You opened your mouth to scream at him, but no words came out.

“Don’t go.” Shawn husky muttered and looked into your Y/EC eyes with such desperation. You didn’t have an answer. You just looked into his brown eyes and felt yourself drowning in them.


Suddenly he crashed his lips on yours which made you catch your breath in surprise. He pressed you up against the door even more and held his hands on your hips. You started to relax and kissed him back which made him squeeze your hips even more.

After a few seconds he slowly pulled back and rested his forehead against yours as you both breathed each other in.

“Stay. Please. I love you.” He raspy whispered. You gulped hard before nodding your head slowly.

 "I’m not going anywhere.“



The signs when studying for a test

Aries: tells themself they’re going to study about a week in advance, and starts studying about a day in advance

Taurus: waits until the last second to start studying the review sheet. Not any of the content the review sheet covers, just the review sheet itself.

Gemini: takes 5 hours to make sure they have everything around them absolutely perfect so they can focus, and by the time they’re done with that and start studying, it’s sunrise on the day of the test

Cancer: 30 minutes of studying, 15 minutes of break, 15 minutes of emotional breakdown over this test, repeat

Leo: studies for about 5 minutes, then gets distracted for 5 hours

Virgo: sits down to study while listening to music, gets too into the music to get anything done

Libra: goes to the library, never comes back. I’m pretty sure I heard a Libra in the air vent yesterday, reciting definitions in a raspy voice

Scorpio: doesn’t study and copies off someone during the test

Sagittarius: finds clever ways to bring information into the test that the professor won’t notice

Capricorn: HA! Studying? Who even studies anymore? haha I can’t focus on my studies with all this screaming in my head!

Aquarius: makes flashcards, a study guide, and an outline of every chapter and falls asleep before they can study any of it

Pisces: studies a bottle of vodka

Super Junior Heechul Reveals The Hardest Part Of Being An Idol

Super Junior‘s Heechul might be a seasoned veteran now, but even he’s suffered the tough days of being a rookie.

On an episode of JTBC‘s variety show Knowing Brothers, fixed cast member Heechul revealed the hardships he had to face during his days as a rookie. While Heechul’s mischievous and quirky personality has earned him the nickname “Psycho” and “TV Mania” on the show, he explained that he was not always like this.

Following the comments from guest members G-Friend about how they hate waking up, Heechul shared his own experience as a rookie. He discussed having to juggle between doing photo shoots, variety shows such as X-Man and Love Letter, as well as hosting radio program as a DJ and attending music performances. According to Heechul, his day woud end at 4:00 AM and he would only get 30 minutes of sleep in the car before starting the next day. While he hated his busy schedules as a rookie, he revealed that words of encouragement and positive energy from his seniors and peers, such as Kang Ho-dong were what kept him going.

Watch the clip below as Heechul shared his touching story:

Back when I worked retail, I had two CSMs. They were my immediate superiors who I dealt with with the most. Out schedule was 10pm to 7am and one night we had a whopping 8 cashiers scheduled for the entire night. Also, there were a lot of daysahift cashiers and CSMs scheduled until 12am. We were very well staffed. It was going to be a good night.

Or so I thought.

The night shift CSMs sent ALL of their cashiers [myself included] to their first break 45 minutes into their 8 hour shift.. this made no sense. But whatever. The CSMs took their first breaks at the normal time [about 12am]

So lunch comes we have to wait a little longer than normal. Are they going to send us all at once? No.

They sent us one at a time in 30 minute intervals starting at 11:30pm [we nornally went at 2am] We had an hour for lunch and some of us like to lolly gag for a few minutes. I was the last one to go to lunch. The first girl to go to lunch had to wait 4 and half hours for her last break, more than half her shift. I had to wait almosy 4 hours to go to lunch.

I was very mad. This was not fair. Why would they fuck with us like this? We had plenty of people to work this out a better way!

So before I clocked out for lunch I told managment. I didn’t think anything would come of it, but she did reprimand our CSMs.

They found out about me telling on them. I wasn’t the only one apparently because I also got blames for some other things that were said to management that night. Whatever. Don’t care.

For the next 3 months I got shit work. Talked about behind my back by CSMs and cashiers. Why were they so sour?

I waited until we were unbelievably short staffed. 2 cashiers and one CSM. said CSM made a smart remark to me 5 minutes into my shift. I walked out.

Have fun guys.
No regrets.

~my morning routine~ 

It’s 6am which means I have to get my lazy body out of bed. Okay, 5 minutes of struggling and I’m awake. All of this proves, that a new day has become and I really should start doing something. 

Good morning! I usually wake up at 6am, but it also depends on my mood. Sometimes I feel really down in the morning and decide to treat myself with another 30 minutes of dreaming. My school starts at 8:20 and I live quite far away from it, so I have to leave the house at 7:30. Which means I have an hour and 30 minutes to get ready. Trust me, for me it’s not a lot of time at all.

I’ve read lot’s of different post and articles about perfect morning routines but all of them take too much time. So, I’ve decided to write my own in order to help other busy students organize their morning. Let’s get started! 

  • I always go to the bathroom to wash my face with cold water. Trust me, this might not be the most pleasing ritual but it does wake you up. 
  • Then I head downstairs to get myself some breakfast and a cup of coffee. 
  • At 6:20 I go upstairs and I still have more than an hour to be ready, so I usually let myself get under my soft blanket and scroll through all the mails and messages I got during the night. REMEMBER!!! Do not fall asleep. If you feel like that, get out of bed and do some exercises. 
  • Speaking of exercises. When it’s approximately 6:40 I start doing morning yoga, which I’ve found somewhere on Tumblr. It usually takes only 10 minutes but I feel really stretched after. 
  • At 6:50 It’s time to get ready. I choose what to wear to school. We don’t have a strict uniform but we do have to wear official clothes like black pants and skirts + white blouse or a t-shirt. And being in the last year gives you an unwritten permission to dress more casual, so I often wear black jeans. When I’ve chosen what to wear, I start packing my bag with all the books and notebooks. 
  • After that it’s time to put my makeup on (my favorite part). I won’t get too deep in my makeup routine because it’s very long. I usually go with natural makeup but sometimes I can do something brighter (today is that day yay) 
  • When i have put on my cozy coat and scarf (it already feels like winter) plus some trainers I am ready to go! 

That was my every morning routine, which i do every day (except for sunday) before school. Hope it was somehow useful for you!

Imagine Dean dressing up as your favorite starship Captain

Star Trek fun, I’m not one bit sorry.

Castiel version

Just going to tag a few people who I know appreciate both of these handsome devils: @bkwrm523@girl-next-door-writes @feelmyroarrrr

You walk out of the bunker kitchen, smoothing down the light blue Science Officer dress you were wearing. Dean had gotten tickets to see Star Trek ll : the Wrath of Khan movie that was playing in some small theatre downtown. It was a one night only feature and both of you were dying to go, you even got Dean to cosplay with you. The movie would be starting in 30 minutes, so you stroll into the bedroom you share with Dean.

“Hey ba-,” you stop mid sentence.

Dean was wearing a long sleeve gold Command shirt and black pants that were neatly tucked into black boots. He was sitting in what looks like an inflatable Command Chair, leaning back smiling right up at you.

“Shit babe, you look freakin’ hot,” Dean looks you up and down, holding out his hand to you.

You laugh moving toward him, “Where the hell did you get that?”

He shrugs, “Amazon.”

You take his hand, letting him pull you in between his thighs, “I’m impressed Captain Win-”

“Kirk, Commander,” Dean smirks, raising his eyebrow up and down.

“Aye, Captain Kirk,” you move down onto his lap, jerking your hips forward making the man groan underneath you. Dean moves his hand up your dress, tugging at your black panties until they were settled around your thighs.

“Captain, I’m sorry to say, but we have to leave real soon.”

Dean grunts in frustration, his hands cup your bottom before letting go.

“Fine,” he lifts you off his lap but grabs at your panites, “But these are mine.”

You laugh, sliding them off and tossing them to Dean, who balls them up and stuffs them into his pocket.

“Aye Captain, whatever you want. But we better go,” you move to the doorway, grabbing a jacket with your back to the man, “We don’t want to be late.”

Dean watches as you look over your shoulder and give him a sly smile. He scrunches his eyes at you in suspicion.

“How about a sneak peek of what’s to come later on, Captain?”

Dropping your jacket, you bend down to retrieve it giving Dean a full on view of your naked ass. The man shifts in his seat, hardening at the sight. He whimpers softly as you straighten back up, but then a mischievous look graces his face as he stands up.

“Commander, you made a big mistake,” Dean brushes against you, his hand moves from the small of you back all the way down to your ass, “Wait until I get you in that dark movie theatre.”

In theory i should be getting ready because school starts in 50 minutes and my bus comes for me in 30 mins.

BUUUUT I am sitting my ass on my Mac and trying to find a way to make this jasper/ame fusion a lil more Jasper-like and in general I’m Mc.Fuckin’ Dying ™