two euro

I guess it’s time to bring this back.

This illustration was drawn by Yana back in 2008:

And this is a panel from the latest chapter (ch126):

I’m not saying these are the same photo, but it’s good to keep in mind that Yana has had the idea of the “burnt family photo” since 2008 :D


Spaniards complaining because you’ve given us 5 points.

I hope you die

fucking shit

holy shit fuck!


how dare they do that

fuck you with a fucking cactus

I'm watching Eurovision with my friends and we’ve all shouted NOOOO

someone has given us points who the fuck has voted for us I’m declaring the war

who has given us points I’ll break their face

who the fuck would spend two fucking euros to vote for Spain

(screenshots by eimirallegro)

I wanted to write down some of the highlights from yesterday before I forgot them so here they are:

  • Jack got a green mic and Dan got a blue one, but they didn’t have pink for Arin so he got an orange one
  • When they came on stage they were playing Pour Some Sugar On Me and of course Dan started dancing 
  • Team Walugi fucking up their chant in the beginning and Dan going “no wait goddammit!” and “come on guys!”
  • Dan spanked Arin on the ass when he was counting with the dice
  • We didn’t know where Vernon was and then he came from backstage and slapped Dan on his ass on his way to the crowd
  • They had to flip a coin and Dan said “I’m going to flip a euro ;)” and Jack corrected him with “that’s two euro actually!”
  • Dance offs!!!
  • Arin fucking up the dice throw for the teams and everyone booing him because Dan told us to
  • Though if Arin rolled well everybody cheered for him
  • Dan took off his coat at some point and everyone cheered and he started flexing
  • Arin and Jack did a bottle flip and dabbed, and Dan caught the bottle with one hand from across the room
  • Dan asked us to do the golf clap because he loves the sound of a huge crowd doing that
  • Arin and Dan kept calling it Game Grumps Live and then Jack would be like ‘ahem, guys?’ and they’d be like “oh yea shit” and correct themselves
  • Team Waluigi thought they won a mini game and we started cheering and Dan cheered with us, but it turned out Yoshi won in the last sec and when Dan turned around and noticed he said “What?! I saw the same thing you guys did!”
  • There was a minigame where you had to blow up a balloon and Arin popped his first and saw he lost, and exlaimed  “no wait you don’t want to pop it!”, followed by everyone popping their balloon
  • Arin did the toad voice!!
  • Followed by confused looks from the guys because they didn’t understand it, Jack thought we were saying ‘P is for Pension’
  • Whenever someone was picked from the audience Dan would say “bring them to me”, and one time he said “bathe them and then bring them to me Vernon” and Arin and Jack were like “uhm why do you wanna bathe them? that’s weird dude” and Dan responded “I just like them clean”
  • Them trying to pronounce Dutch names
  • Arin got really happy when people ‘praised the sun’ like “yea dude! fucking praise the sun!”
  • Dan had to pee and when he came back he told us a security lady was really confused because we were chanting ‘lasagna’
  • Vernon wanted to fist bump someone he picked from the audience but they didn’t see it and left him hanging and he looked so defeated (somebody else in that row did fist bump him back though)
  • Team Yoshi won, but Dan said team Waluigi were the winners of “being fucking awesome”
  • Dan told the story of wanting to fuck someone from behind with a clown mask again
  • Joke Yoda!!!
  • Someone asked if they’d rather live in a world where Pokemon are real or where world peace existed, but we heard ‘bees’ instead of ‘peace’ and they just were confused and said “we’re already living in a world like that dude”
  • Dan hating joke Yoda
  • Somebody asked what their favourite letter was and of course they all said D, and Dan also said something like “I think there’s club about that letter..”
  • There was a question from someone who studies game developing, and asked what feature they’d like to see in a game. Jack said something like “a console that poops out chocolate”, Arin said he didn’t want any cutscenes, just all game, and then Dan answered “I would like all cutscenes” to mess with Arin. He responded with “Dude that’s a movie” and then Dan said “Yea I know, I like movies”
  • Arin did CHARMANDER
  • They were asked what they liked most about Amsterdam and Arin and Dan said the crowd, but Jack said “All the weed!”
  • @anti-iplier (ty btw!!) asked about what they would do if they were the other gender for one day and Arin said he wanted to go shopping
  • Sonic And The Black Knight will return!
  • @letsrevitup asked if they could be somebody of the other two on stage for a day who would they be, and at first they were being nice in admiration of eachother and at one point Dan said “I want to be Arin so I would know what it’s like to not have a huge cumbersome dick all the time”
  • Someone asked Dan what was the worst concert he’d ever preformed, he said it was early in his career and the venue kept emptying because they were bad, and that when the last guy left he just looked at them like  ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
  • Dan said “I’m a sexy widdle baby”
  • When they were exiting stage The Hero Of Rhyme played and Arin and Dan preformed a bit of the song

If you got anything to add that I forgot let me know!!

worst student ❖ sehun

anon requested: Oh I just saw the reqs are open 👀 Can I request a Sehun or Jongin fic, some teacherxstudent thing if you’re not uncomfortable with it & he’s kinda seducing her

(gif not mine, credits to the owner)

2355 words | semi-smut | velvet

✎ Mr. Oh is your new Math teacher and you both know that you suck at Math, but to pass the year you need help and he’s willing to give it to you.

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I re-watched the Rio Olympics today after finishing a research paper and not to bring up stuff that happened nine months ago but I am still shook that Aliya had the nerve, no, the AUDACITY, to show up to the Olympics with a 6.8 UB routine after competing a 6.3 at Euros two months beforehand like honestly? I’m still shook


I had so much fun writing this!! Also, I’m so happy with the title?? Like it has so many angles that it works with the fic really well?? I’ll admit it was so hard to choose because so many of the fics by the author are fun and cute! This is a @thinkoutsidethelovesquare remix of Kissing Booth by @miraculousstorytelling

Big thanks to @defenestraa for being my beta reader they’re amazing <3

Anyway, hope you enjoy!

ao3 fanfic

Nino removed his glasses and pinched the lenses between the fabric of his shirt, rubbing vigorous circles on the glass as though clear glasses would help him hear better.

He grabbed Alya’s hand - which was draped around his shoulders - as he pushed his glasses back into place and swallowed hard. Alya was absently stirring the frappuccino she was supporting between her legs while sitting sideways on Nino’s lap and peering at him curiously.

“There’s no way,” Nino leaned forward, wrapping his arm around Alya’s waist.

Alya took a sip from her straw. “I thought so too, but then I remembered how incredible I am, so I planned it anyway,” she shrugged with a smile.

“What superhero in their right mind would go with this?”

“One that makes sacrifices for a good cause.”

“Yeah, but this is different… god, I don’t even wanna know what their lips are gonna feel like after all those hours. The lines are gonna be long as hell…”

“They’ll be fine. They’ll have breaks.”

“…And at that price, the lines will be worse than Disneyland rides. Seriously, one euro?! People would pay way more than that to kiss Ladybug and Chat Noir.”

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History [Rafe Adler] [1]

Pairings: Rafe x Reader

Request: none

About: Working with the reunited trio of Nate, Sam and Sully, the reader finds themselves wound up with someone they share a lot of history with. 

Warnings: none

Inspiration: x

Part 2

Originally posted by ughrafe

“Rafe,” you said carefully, feeling your stomach twist and turn into an abundance of knots.

“(Y/N),” he acknowledged, nodding his head. The silence between the two of you was suddenly awkward; it’d been many years since the two of you had seen each other, and you hadn’t exactly left on the best of terms. “You look well.”

You felt heat crawl up your neck as you took in the sight of Rafe in his white tux, and your mind drifted to your once probable wedding. Would he have worn something like this? “As do you, Alder,”

“I was wondering if I’d ever see your face around these sorts of things again,” Rafe admitted, a small smile on his face as he suddenly looked towards the ground, adjusting his grip on his scotch glass. “It’s been a long time.”

“Yeah, it has,” you sighed, folding your arms over.

“Would you like a drink?” He offered, looking slightly sentimental and genuine, and for a brief moment, you felt something set alight inside of you and you smiled.

“Yes; thank you,” you agreed, smiling at him sweetly as he walked away. The moment he was out of sight, you let out a huff of air, feeling your skin turn hot. “Did you hear that?” You questioned quietly, adjusting your earpiece quietly.

“Yeah,” Nate responded first, “Rafe’s here.”

You chewed on your lip, suddenly feeling very torn. The trio had no real awareness of your history with Rafe, though knew you had been somewhat romantic but thought you had lost touch altogether after Sam’s presumed death. 

“Sounds like he’s getting you a drink,” Sam added, “he’s into you.”

“I should hope so,” you thought, twiddling your ring finger. A warm, gentle hand lay on your shoulder and you turned, being greeted with that smug assholes grin again, his hand holding out a flute of champagne for you. 

“Thank you,” you smiled, taking the drink and immediately having a sip. “You know, I was thinking,”

“Yes? About what?” Rafe questioned, turning his body toward you. His gaze was not subtle as he looked you up and down again, and you shifted your arms a little to express your discomfort. 

“I haven’t seen you in forever and we didn’t leave on the greatest of terms, really,” you decided, biting on your nude-painted lip. “And I suppose I should explain everything to you before it get’s messy.”

“Messy?” Rafe laughed. “Why would it get mess-” 

Noticing how his voice trailed off and his eyes darted aside, you turned your head to realise that he’d spotted Sully, who was caught up in a conversation with a woman you didn’t recognise. You felt your heart sink in your chest.


He moved past you swiftly, heading casually towards your companion. 

“Oh. Like, “dead”, out?” The woman asked, her eyes a little wider with curiosity than when you had first stolen a glance from her. 

“Oh, no. More like “retired”,” Sully said with a smile. “Last I heard, he settled down, got married.”

“Hm,” Nadine responded, taking a sip from her drink.

“Well, then he might as well be dead, right?” Rafe laughed, shaking Sullivan’s hand. 


“Excuse me,” you said quietly, stepping aside and taking yourself to the bathroom, fiddling with your hand again before uneasily clutching the marble counter of the sinks.

“Everything alright?” You heard Nate ask. “Sounded ‘messy’.”

“Hmm,” you responded, “I’m sorry, Nate.”

He was quiet for a while. He hadn’t known about you and Rafe, nor had the other two. It’d probably hurt their feelings, after everything. You couldn’t help the way you felt about him, and you desperately hoped that Nate understood that.

“It’s okay,” he said, finally. “He’s not worth your time.”

“I don’t know, Nate,” you breathed out, clutching the marble edges of the sink. “We were engaged.”

“Aw, Jesus, (Y/N),” Nate cussed. “How on Earth did you and him-”

“The auctions starting,” Sully warned quietly. 

“What’re you going to do, (Y/N)?” Sam asked. 

Suddenly you felt extremely dramatic. Here you were, a probable asset to the trio who desperately needed as much help as they could. You clenched your fists and readjusted your posture. 

“Don’t worry about me,” you said, “just get on with the plan. He’s not worth my time, anyway. Prick.”

“Well get on out here, the assholes started bidding,” Sully ushered you. You quickly glanced over at yourself in the mirror before frowning and turning out and heading back towards the auction, snatching up a spare paddle that was dotted around the room. 

“Do we have any other bids?” The lady asked.

Sully raised his paddle.

“We have one hundred thousand euros in the room,” she announced, to which the crowd stared at Sully, and then back to Rafe who lifted his paddle, a lace of annoyance to his face. 

The bidding continued to rise, until Sully began to hesitate. Stealing a glance from Rafe, who noticed you in the room, you lifted your paddle.

“Two hundred thousand euros,” the lady noticed, nodding towards you as a spotlight shone towards you.

“Five hundred thousand euros; let’s get this show on the road,” Rafe said, and you smiled to yourself. It was a small victory and you were going to take it, and-

The lights suddenly shut off, and in your rushed panic of emotions towards Rafe, your feet stood frozen solid, unable to move. As the lights came back on, his eyes turned towards the crucifix which everybody realised with a gasp that it’d vanished. 

In the panicked flurry of the crowd, Rafe immediately made his way towards you and snatched your wrist, dragging you out of sight before throwing his paddle to the ground with a loud clatter.

“What the hell do you think you’re doing?” He spat, his grip still hard on your wrist until you yanked it away. You suddenly felt very immature for the little stunt you had just pulled before quickly remembering why you did it. It was for Sam’s freedom, right?

“You don’t get to talk to me like that, Rafe,” you said firmly, stepping backwards. “We’re done here.”

“We are not done here,” he said, “you don’t get to make the decisions anymore.”

“Rafe, I-”

“We’re leaving,” he grabbed your arm again, pulling you with him. “And there is no way on hell I am letting you go back to that triage of fools with all that you know.”

“What on Earth do you mean?” You asked. 

“Everything I told you,” Rafe’s grip tightened, “everything about Henry damn Avery and his goddamn ship.”

“I know that you might be a little obsessed with his treasure, Rafe,” you shook your head, “but that doesn’t interest me. I’m sorry, but we are done here.”

“You are not leaving without me-”

“Get your hands off of me,” you warned, pushing him. You cursed yourself for having tried to give him a chance not that long ago. What the hell was going on in your head?

“Shit, (Y/N), what’s going on?” Nate asked, his voice staticy and distant. “We need to get out of here!”

“You are not leaving me again,” Rafe said, less angrily, his hair slightly mussed from where he had pulled at it from stress. His eyebrows furrowed together and your breath hitched, the closeness alarming and frightening you. In that brief moment, you made a decision.

“Go without me,” you said hurriedly, reaching for your earpiece. You could handle Rafe, you knew him better than anyone. As long as the trio got out in one piece, you’d be happy. 

“What? (Y/N)?” Sam called.

You ripped the earpiece out. 

“If I come with you,” you took in a sharp breath, “you leave them be.”

Rafe hesitated. “I make no promises.”

You narrowed your eyes, “Rafe.” You warned.

“Look- fine. I won’t kill them,” he said, “good enough?”

Sighing, you realised that’s all you were going to get out of him for now. Nodding your head, you went with him. 

So there might be a reason my username is KleptoNancyDrew

I had not cleaned out my purse in almost a year, living the Nancy Drew life. 

@Dante I am so sorry

There once was a poet from Florence
who traveled with uncommon endurance
to heaven, through hell
where fainting, he fell
but was bolstered by Virgil’s assurance

Well there’s two things I learned this evening. 1. I’m ashamed to be British with my country using people’s lives as bargaining chips (but hey why break a tradition of centuries), and creating so much bloody work for twenty seven counties, not to mention the billions wasted on the ‘will’ of seventeen million people in a population of sixty fucking million. How embarrassed that diplomat was when he had to trot out that fucking populist xenophobic shite.

2. The one useful piece of information was speaking to representatives from the IND who deal with Dutch nationality. I may be exempt from Dutch language requirements because of my bipolar and PTSD. And no, I don’t need expensive lawyers or any other bullshit that the stupid psychologist said I’d have to involve, it’s just a simple form and I then go off for assessment by an independent service. I could have done this months ago.


I have received a couple of messages asking how I study for AP exams, and with my first one being two weeks away (AP Euro is May 6!!), I thought I would compile a lil list of tips for all you AP students.


  • AP exams are not solely beneficial for the college credit you can receive. AP’s should be taken to show that you can handle a rigorous course load while maintaining a high gpa. Remember the big three: SAT/ACT scores, gpa, and RIGOR.
  • Some high schools weight GPAs for AP classes; my school adds 1 point for APs and .5 for Honors classes. This means it is possible to graduate with a 5.0 (if you really want to academically torture yourself). Keep in mind most universities will only look at the unweighted gpa (out of 4.0) or use their own weighting system.
  • Some APs bear more weight than others on applications. For example, AP Chemistry appears better than AP Environmental Science and AP US History is preferred over AP Art History. 
  • AP exams are scored on a range of 1-5. Each exam contrives those scores in different manners- just know that a 5 typically means you know upwards of ~82% of the material.
  • Some universities require that you score at least a 3 to receive a college credit for the course. More rigorous schools will usually want a 4, sometimes even a 5. Some schools (Ivies) will not accept credits at all.

Sorry for that little spiel. Onto studying!

Good Materials:

  • Barron’s/Princeton Review books. Make sure you purchase the most recent edition, as the exams are susceptible to being redesigned. (APUSH got a makeover last year; AP Euro received the same treatment this year) 
  • Ask your teacher if you can look at your past tests. Most of mine won’t let the tests leave the room, but usually they are fine with me copying down certain questions (I usually copy down all of the free response, especially if my answer was particularly good). 
  • USE THE COLLEGE BOARD WEBSITE!!! EVERYTHING YOU EVER NEED TO KNOW ABOUT ANY AP EXAM IS ON THERE. Seriously, there is a huge catalogue of free response questions, essays, DBQS, etc etc, WITH the answers. 
    • The FRQs are especially helpful for economics, because good  econ problems are far and few between.
    • Use the essay prompts to practice writing in a time crunch if you are not used to having to write three essays in two hours.
  • Also check the website for how your exam is timed- this is important. 
  • And then of course you can always just use your (well-taken) notes from the past two semesters.

How to Study

  • Everyone learns differently. Figure out what works the best for you. 
  • Do not read a review book in it’s entirety the night before unless you hate yourself.
  • Hey AP science kids, know what labs you did over the year and why you did them.
  • @ AP Lang people: if you can’t write a question ½/3 in the 8-9 range by now, there is no amount of cramming that will get you there. I am sure this applies to AP Lit as well. Writing is not something you can study, it is an acquired skill that requires continual practice.
  • If you want to do exceptionally well, start studying at least two weeks before your exam. There is a lot of material you need to know.
  • For math exams: the College Board might expect that you show a different amount of work than your teacher requires. Make sure you know how to show your thought processes.

Aaaand that’s all I have off the top of my head. Good luck to everyone!! Don’t stress out too much. Make sure you sleep (easier said than done, I know). GO SLAY!


Here are some new Ghost photos from the Toronto Popestar show on Nov 10, 2016!! We still have over two months until Euro Popestar!