this is where my money will go

Ellie Lee: let’s take a pic looking cool.
Jin: I’m a mother fucking bad ass look at my fake ass gun I will fuck u up with just one finger
Namjoon: if looks could impregnate you’d be pregnant 85 times already
Taehyung: sit on my face
Jeon: look at all the fucks I give
Yoongi: soft swagger thumbs up
Jimin: I don’t know whats going on but I’m going to just act cute 🤗
Hoseok: I’m here to fuck shit up hashtag fuck bitches and get money hashtag mister steal your girl hashtag where’s the weed

Things I would rather speculate about instead of that storyline that hasn’t even been confirmed yet:

  • The details of the second, legal Robron wedding. 
  • The liklihood of fluffy Aaron curls in the foreseeable future
  • Beard length:angst ratio theories
  • Will Robert ever return to long hair?
  • Where did Robert’s money go?
  • Has the shower gel lasted the whole time Aaron’s been inside? Did he use it sparingly to make it last or was he so desperate in the first week that he used too much and now is rapidly running out?
  • As above but with the cheap tat Robert’s now using.
  • Has Aaron worn Robert’s boxers every day?
  • Has Robert worn Aaron’s boxers every day?
  • Does Aaron’s hoodie still smell like Aaron? Or has it started to smell more like Robert now?
  • Has Liv still got Aaron’s phone? Has she seen the pictures of Robert he’s got stored on there in that private folder?
  • When exactly will they get a dog? What breed will it be? And who gets to name it? 
  • When will we be blessed with more Bartsy scenes?
  • When will we see Carriet start boning?

Happy to discuss any of the above at length for the foreseeable future. Not happy to waste breath on the other thing. At all.

Disabilty Proboems

Why is it so hard to find a good job these days?? I’m job hunting again because the current cashier job i have doesn’t allow me to sit or take long break but I have several chronic illnesses I causing a form of arthritis that make it EXTREMELY difficult for me to be on my feet for more than 5 hours at a time. I tried contacting the company’s accommodations line and instead of working with me they put me on “temporary leave” so now I’m not even on the schedule! I keep getting messages to go speak to Personnel but they are NEVER there when I try to reach them! Apparently they leave by 3 pm and most of my shifts don’t start until after 4 pm! How am I supposed to talk to them and figure everything out if I can never find them?? It’s ridiculous and I wanna quit so bad but I need the money for rent… I want a nice desk job or receptionist job where I can sit when I need to but everyone wants at least 2 years experience, how the hell am I supposed to get experience when they won’t hire me in the first place?? It’s all just so ridiculous and I’m always in pain and exhausted…

anonymous asked:

Hi, I saw in an ask you answered a while ago that the Korean Government suggests to have at least 10,000$ a year to live there. I want to go to Korea but I'm going to save up some money first. I'm curious what the budget is based on. Is it for rent and utility bills or is it just groceries? My country is expensive so I can't figure out the value of 10,000$ in Korea. You could pay 10,000$ a year for a cheap apartment where i live. It's okay if you don't know the answer, but if you do thank you ^^

It’s supposed to be an all-inclusive estimate but I’ll try to help you paint a clearer picture.
So rent for a one room apartment in a big city in Korea is generally between 400-500 dollars a month, so with utilities youll probably pay around 5k~6k dollars a year. 3.5k~4k for a dorm or 고시원 perhaps. Obviously its different based on the city/area/school/whatever but. Yeah.
If you are going to school tuition will probably be around 8k dollars a year, unless you have scholarships or go to a public university. Language schools are a little more pricey considering theyre generally attended year-round.
Personal costs vary greatly but lets suppose potentially if you were to eat at a standard school cafeteria for every meal it’d come out to around 250 dollars a month. Much more if you eat out regularly or are otherwise eating meals worth 3k+ won often.
If you took the bus/subway every day it’d be more or less than 80 dollars a month (much more if youre travelling a long distance)
Im not actually doing currency conversions here, just knocking zeros off to estimate won into dollars, assuming its easier to understand in dollars.
Hope this helps!

watcherandshield  asked:

hello would you be interested in shipping ramsay bolton & jon snow?

random person that isn’t colleen || @watcherandshield

🐧 . hello person !! oh you see if you want to ship Jon Snow & Ramsay Bolton you’re going to have to pay me :


shipping is going to be : $20 : cause ramsay ain’t some cheap whore.

smut is going to be : $50 — cause On the real i’m having to make time to look at dicks and search ever dirty thing known to man kind. ( my computer is going to have different tabs of smut. like omfg. it’s probably gonna get HIV ) he’s not just GOING to drop to his knees to suck for free, like are you kidding me ?

if you just wanna cuddle: that’s $10. you cuddle whore you.


since no one is on im just gonna complain n delete this later lmao
I dont have any passion for anything like im trying so hard to stay passionate n find hobbies n keep wanting to do those hobbies but im just not interested in anything anymore
Also ever since i was ljke 11 i ALWAYS thot abt college n where id go n it was my DREAM ive always wanted to go so bad
Like id constantly daydream abt the time where im moving into a dorm n going to classes n making friends n perhaps having a weird but nice roommate n my fam visiting me n then spending a semester jn taiwan again
But this year has damaged me so much … idont think about this stuff in the same way i used to
Now i think of college and i think of the money i will have to spend on it, the classes i dread taking but have to take anyway, my D in math, the possibility i wont get accepted in the colleges i want
Im disappointed in myself n quite frankly, hate myself. Im always losing and gaining back motivation but this time im scared itll stay gone n by time i have to take sats they will be gone or i wont get the score i want
Im not who i wanna be
Im not who i am anymore, this school year has ruined me
Im more ……sad than ever n everyday i find myself thinking “y am i still doing this ?”
Anyways lms if u read

Theory of Fantastic Beasts Locations

JK tweeted this last month….

At first I thought she was just being extra™ …

But, five movies, five languages. And we now know that the second Fantastic Beasts film is going to be set in Paris. So the possible locations (confirmed in bold) are:

  • FB1 - Five = New York
  • FB2 - Cinq = Paris (though JK confirmed bits of it would be in the UK)
  • FB3 - Funf = German speaking country, probably Germany or Switzerland
  • FB4- Cinco = Spanish or Portuguese speaking country… My money is on Brazil
  • FB5 - Cinque = Italy or Switzerland
i wish the antizoo people could spend a day with me at work

Just the other day I was in a staff meeting where we were all discussing how we can each take species conservation into our own hands. We are a very small zoo do we can’t do big things like reintroduction programs because we don’t have the money (@ all you sayings zoos are only for profit). So we are trying to take personal steps to go out into our local communities to help save animals. We already donate thousands of dollars per year to conservation initiatives around the world. My teen volunteers alone raised $10,000. We want to do more though.

Then I watched everyone fall apart in the same week. We had two animal deaths. One was our very loved 21 year old jaguar. She is the second oldest jaguar in human care that has been recorded. I watched all of the staff- even those who never worked with her- cry. We saw our friends hurting, we felt the pain of loss ourselves- and we cried.

Good zoos are not cruel places. They are filled with people who put every waking hour into the painstaking care these animals need for the good of the global community.

The people who work there are hands down the most passionate and caring people ive ever met. i have yet to meet anyone other than the researchers and rescuers we donate to that is just as caring and energetic about their jobs as the people who work in animal care.

i feel truly sorry for those who are so closeminded and against zoos. they are missing out on a gem of education, conservation, and research.

I am three months to twenty-three, daydreaming of when I was seventeen. I become obsessed with things I took for granted: bike rides with my sisters and the fine luxury of a backyard. I should have talked to more people in school. I should have written more, taken more pictures. Here: here is me out to breakfast with my dad. We’re at the diner, New Jersey bagels with taylor ham and cheese, and I paid the bill with babysitting money. Here: here are my best friends sitting with me on the kitchen floor. The dining room table is overrated and much too far from the fridge. In this picture, school is out for spring break and none of us quite know where we’re going yet. I should have absorbed every summer sun; said to myself, I am fifteen and survived my parents’ divorce. – I am sixteen and in love with a boy too good for me – I am seventeen and
 I am seventeen.
 And things won’t last, but they shouldn’t. That’s why they’re special. That’s why they’re worth saving.
 I am three months to twenty-three, and I promise to do more.
—  Schuyler Peck, Twenty-Three

Happy CNY!

;__; hope this year going to be bless for you all guys!

i getting more anxious than before,life being hard for me ,i lost my job this year so im dying where i should get money for pay bill and stuff (i had 4 cat to feed)so im opened donation button on my tumblr blog via paypal ;__;; sorry for this since anxious make me hard to drawing stuff .

Have two little choi with mc !

TalesFromTheFrontDesk: That time I was one of the weird guests who didn't trust the motel

In my early 20s, I took a quick vacation to a coastal city where I only had time to book two nights. Being largely broke, I researched online to find the cheapest possible hotel with acceptable ratings, and I booked a room at an okay place: a highway-side motel with exterior balconies that had once been a pretty nice family getaway but was now a rung or two above hotels with a number after the name.

But there was a major hitch: despite reviews saying the staff was helpful and the parking lot was well-lighted etc. multiple reviews claimed that housekeeping had a habit of stealing items from rooms. It wasn’t just one or two snowflakes ranting - there were reviews going back for several years where guests complained that valuable stuff had gone missing and management had searched for it to no avail.

If I’d had more money, this (apparent) history of theft would have gotten the motel booted off my candidate list, but I was living at home while working full time in another town with a ninety minute commute, so I was grateful that I could have a vacation at all.


I check in and the front desk is friendly and super helpful, just like the online reviews promised. The room hasn’t been updated in twenty-five years and smells like the cigarette smoke from people who’ve long since died from emphysema, but I don’t care since I’m only using the place to crash.

Still, those reviews of housekeeper theft bother me. And so, me being way more anxious at the time than I am now, decide to stuff anything I considered “valuable” into my duffel bag and take it with me in my car when I go to the city proper. This, along with my backpack which I planned to take with me anyway, is pretty much all I brought on this trip.

When I get back to the motel in the evening, I try my key card in the door. It doesn’t work.

No big deal, I’ve stayed at hotels many times before, I know the drill. I go to the front desk.

Me: Excuse me, my card doesn’t work.

FD: Can I see your ID? What’s your room number?

Me: (shows her my ID) 222.

FD: (looks at the computer) It says here that you checked out.

Me: What?

FD: Yep. You are Carcharodon, right?

Me: I am.

FD: Yeah, Carcharodon checked out at 11:25 AM today.

Me: I don’t understand. I wasn’t anywhere near the office then. I paid for another night at this hotel.

FD: That’s what this says. “Guest checked out”.

For a moment, I have a horrific feeling that I’ve somehow crossed over into an alternate timeline where I had indeed checked out that morning, and now I was trapped outside both the confines of cause and effect and my place to spend the night.

FD: Hold on a second.

I wait for a few minutes and then the FDA comes back smiling. It turns out that I’d left so few items in the room - toiletries, a shaving kit, books and a couple articles of clothing - that housekeeping assumed I’d checked out. Thankfully they still had a room available (the same room I’d “checked out” of earlier) and they’d saved all my personal items, which the motel had sealed in individual Ziploc bags with my name and room number. FDA gave them to me one by one and it was like getting my belongings back after being released from prison.

tl;dr I was paranoid and didn’t trust housekeeping with my belongings, so housekeeping checked me out of my room.

By: Carcharodon_literati

Fallout and Borderlands are well and good, but for my money, the best video game side quest I’ve ever run into is from Tales of Vesperia.

In a nutshell, there’s this whole chain of optional events you can do where the protagonist’s dog has repeated confrontations with another dog. Each meeting is accompanied by narration successively chronicling a convoluted history of adventure and betrayal between them.

If you follow the story through all the way to the end, however, it’s revealed that the narration is literally just your party members standing off-screen and narrating the encounters out loud, and that they’re just making stuff up as they go along - you really have no idea why this creepy old dog keeps showing up wherever your party goes, nor why the protagonist’s dog seems to dislike them.

And the game never explains it. You never do get the real story.


Decided to do one of these 2006-2016 things.  I wonder how many people would recognize me now that knew me back then. A lot has changed for the better: transitioning, getting married, new friends, tattoos!, and being able to make money from something I love doing, art! A lot has changed for the worst: struggling with daily body issues, losing friends and family, money issues, being terrified of the future. Over all I’m proud of where I am now and grateful for all of you who helped me get there. Take care everyone and good luck and well wishes in 2017. I’m here for you all <3.
PS. somehow my eyebrows grew even bigger.
PSS. CHECK OUT WHAT A COOL KID I WAS (going through old photos while home) . I’d fight ya on the dance floor. >:U

Qrowin!Jelsa for @knightsquall and @shinamatsuoka 

I think I just need excuse to draw Elsa in Atlas Specialist uniform

I’m soooo excited to be able to share this amazing piece of art I commissioned from the talented @rolierose! A while ago I was struck with this vision of Shiro tenderly comforting Allura and putting a blanket across her shoulders, and since I haven’t been able to nail it down in fic form quite yet I decided to commission an artist and see where it goes from there! I’m so pleased to have the idea go from floating around in my head to coming to life at their hands! What an incredibly talented human being. commission info here and join me in throwing your money into the Shallura pool.


hi tumblr.

i’m zack, i’m gay, trans and disabled and i have no income whatsoever. i’m also breaking up with my boyfriend and thus i need to get out of berlin soon.

i’m going to the UK, where i have a right to reside and where i’ll be able to access social services and maybe hopefully even find a job or something. but to do that, i need money for plane tickets, preferably by tonight or by tomorrow. any money i get that isn’t for that will go towards food and other necessities. 

my paypal is isakgrozny at gmail dot com. any contribution is hugely welcome.

if you can’t contribute, please at least reblog!! thank you.

AU Non-Avengers fic where Clint and Bucky are both hitmen for hire and they both get hired, by two separate organizations, to take out Tony Stark. 

But they both really need the money so they can’t let the other complete the job and they end up constantly saving Tony from each other in this ongoing back and forth of near-death-experiences. 

And this keeps going on for a while until even Tony notices what’s happening and results in a confrontation where they are literally fighting over him and Tony’s like “Wait. I know that voice. Bucky?”

Clint: “Your name is Bucky, that’s terrible, I’m telling everyone in the industry.”

Meanwhile Bucky is wracking his brain, trying to figure out how the hell Tony Stark knows him and not-so-slightly freaking out that his cover has been blown. But Tony’s like, um, I’m dating your roommate? 

Bucky: “I… don’t think I’ve ever seen your face? I’m mostly desperately staring at the ceiling and wishing you were both wearing pants.”


Meanwhile Clint’s like, okay, so since it sounds like you have a conflict of interest now I get to kill him uncontested, right?

Bucky: “Man, I wish it was that easy but Stevie’s really gone on this guy and I can’t let you hurt him if it’ll upset Steve.”

Clint: “ARGH!”

Bucky and Clint eventually hook up when they team up against whoever Hydra sends to finish the job after Bucky refuses to kill Tony.