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  • 1: "uh. wow??? ?? wow? how dare. excuse u. EXCUSE. my opinion deserves literally any platform i feel like standing on. HOW. DARE."
170510 BTS Chatroom

🐥 kim taehyung come out
🐥 kim taehyung come out quickly
🐥 i want to call you here so bad so come out quickly
🐥 there’s no such thing as rest time for you
🐥 guys please call taehyung
🐥 ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ wow he’s not coming
🐥 ㅋㅋㅋ i’m just calling him ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ
🐥 tae tae tae tae tae tae tae aet tae tae tae tae tae tae tae tae tae tae tae tae tae tae tae tae tae tae tae tae
🐥 twe
🐥 twe twe
🐥 if kim taehyung doesn’t come by 20 i’m going 
🐥 yeah it’s me
🐥 taehyung-ah you’re responsible for all of this situation
🐥 i called you
🐥 you should come when i call you
🐯 ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ
🐥 oh you come at 20 exactly
🐯 what
🐥 just
🐯 what do you want
🐯 i’m busy right now
🐥 i’m just calling
🐥 why are you busy
🐯 why did you call me
🐥 are you playing games again
🐥 give me 10 reasons
🐯 what games
🐯 i’m stretching my leg muscles
🐥 ㅋㅋㅋㅋ i was just at your room
🐯 oh sorry
🐯 i started
🐯 after you went
🐯 hooha hooha
🐥 oh really
🐯 guys 
🐯 jimin
🐯 said he’s gonna
🐯 send you his aegyo video~~
🐯 bye
🐥 ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ can’t say anything but laugh ㅋㅋㅋㅋ
🐥 my friend’s a liar
🐥 yo i know you’re reading ㅋㅋㅋ don’t pretend you went ㅋㅋㅋㅋ
🐯 heh
🐯 i got caught?
🐥 ㅋㅋㅋㅋ
🐥 you thought i wouldn’t know, how can i not know you ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ
🐯 keep your promise
🐯 aegyo video
🐯 film it
🐥 ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ oh the aegyo video that you said you wanted to film together
🐥 keep your promise ㅋㅋㅋㅋ
🐯 wut
🐯 i never said that
🐯 i have tons of aegyo videos from our manggaetteok jimin-ssi in my phone, shall i post them all?
🐥 not that taehyung, you said you want to film aegyo video for armys so bad 🙂
🐥 wanna film one?
🐥 do you hate it taehyung?
🐯 not aegyo
🐯 i want to show armys my cool side
🐥 taehyung are you gonna be like that?
🐯 game or
🐥 okay if you hate it that much i’ll film it alone
🐯 game or
🐯 stuffs like games
🐥 i didn’t know you hate it that much
🐯 guys
🐯 he’s gonna film it!!! oho succeeded
🐥 what ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ ㅋ
🐯 let’s play
🐯 ㄲ
🐯 ㄱ
🐥 i’m gonna do it~ i will, taehyung you do it too
🐯 okie
🐯 if you post it
🐯 i’m gonna post
🐥 ‘kay rest ㅋㅋ going to post it ㅋㅋ 
🐯 aegyo videos of our precious members in my phone
🐯 where
🐥 confirm plz i sent it to you
🐯 can i post this?
🐯 aw so cute our jiminie
🐥 yo
🐥 you ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ make me speechless ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ
🐥 yo brat you can’t do it ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ
🐯 you should say it here
🐥 yo ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ i really have nothing to say ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ 
🐥 you can’t do it ㅋㅋㅋ taehyung ㅋㅋㅋ not that ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ
🐯 jimin-ssi you should keep in mind that i have you in the lines of my palm
🐯 😊
🐯 i should post one of jimin’s cool like ryan mcginley photos
🐯 guys i posted
🐥 what’s with “the lines of my palm” ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ not even “my palm” ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ

anonymous asked:

being a cishet girl on tumblr is literally the most unwelcoming feeling in the world lmao

being a lgbt girl in society is literally the most unwelcoming feeling in the world lmao

groundedvindaloop  asked:

something not specific - a cute kyle doing cute kyle things

i guess these arent specifically cute things but hes always cute so it doesnt rly matter

History Skill

So I’m DMing my steampunk campaign when…

Me: You’re driving down the winding streets of the fabled clockwork city of New Albion. The chaotic twists don’t detract from-

Cleric, somewhat new: How old is that building?

Me, confused: It’s uh… Come again?

Cleric: That building, *physically pointing* how old is it? I want to use my history skill.

Me: *Pinching my brow* You’re not actually pointing at… Which building?

Cleric: Any of them. I just really want to use my history skill.

Me: Well you have to pick- OK. Well there’s Parliament, where you’re headed, there’s a ton of storefronts, there’s an ancient looking spire clock tower, a-

Cleric: That one! I uh, the clock tower!

Me: OK, roll.

Cleric: *rolls* I got a seven.

Me, trying not to sound exasperated: What’s your bonus?

Cleric: *ruffles through papers* It’s uh… Minus 1.

(everyone stares at each other for a while)

Me: Man it’s been there for at least… months.

Anyway we have a new running joke in the campaign.

ilovechickensofttacos  asked:

continue. it. I need to know what he says??? pls??? Sorry if i came off as aggressive

(don’t worry love it didn’t come off as aggressive lmao! i’m excited you want to see where that post goes!)

@ all of u anons (and all the lovely people that sent replies to the original post lmao), i hope you like part 2 ;)

read part 1 first!!

YYIIKEEESSS 

(part 1 here!!!)

(uh oh i could probs make a part 3 to this tbh i have zero self control but likeee… don’t worry i’ll only do it if people are interested lmao i really hope all of these “to be continued” and “part 2” posts aren’t super annoying i’m so sorry)

(PART 3 IS HERE!!)
Victory by technicality

We were playing a Star Wars RPG, and our party was trying to break into a building guarded by droids Everybody made stealth checks, and the DM rolled a notice check. I was playing a droid.

DM: *rolls a nat 1* Crap. Guess you all make it by.
*Everybody else rolls*
Me: *Rolls a nat 1* Uh… you might wanna hold off on that for a moment.
DM: *Chuckles* Alright, uh… let’s say you just walk right up to them. They kind of look at you then at each other over and over. Eventually one turns to you and says, “We have direct orders to keep all people out. But you’re not a person, so… I guess you are able to pass.”
Me: *Cracking up* Awesome. I’ll walk right on through.

Headcanon that Izuku never stopped taking notes and filling notebook after notebook with information about the heroes he encounters. Even though he may be an aspiring hero now, it’s a habit, born out of his natural curiosity and his life-long longing to become like his heroes.

His classmates notice how Izuku can often be seen bent over his notes, scribbling away furiously while muttering to himself. But when they ask him what he’s doing, Izuku just blushes, covers his notes with both hands or stuffs them into his bag, mumbling a hasty excuse and changes the subject.

Since they live together at the dorms now, its inevitable that the children learn more about each other. Little secrets, habits… Like Kouda owning a pet bunny, Iida keeping spare glasses and Tokoyami’s true edginess.

And one day, Izuku leaves one of his notebooks lying around where the others find it.

Of course, a few of the children are far too curious for their own good. Finally, they have the chance to learn a bit more about Midoriya - because even though Izuku is a great friend and a little sunshine, he doesn’t talk much about himself.

 

Even though a few - like Uraraka and Yayorozu - protest, the others decide to read through the notebook.

Their initial excitement vanishes as they skim through the first pages. A few pages later, all of class 1-A have gathered around the notebook, looking over each other’s shoulders to see.

Izuku had taken notes about them. Detailed notes about each of his classmates and his teachers.

 

The children are speechless about it. Normally, it would be strange or unsettling when someone takes detailed notes about a person without that person knowing. But this notebook… There is so much work and love put into it. The sketches tell of love for the detail and great observation skills, while the notes next to those sketches speak about the adoration and admiration Izuku holds for his classmates and his teacher.

 

The children are not unsettled or angry because of the notebook.

They are touched by it.

It is Tsuyu who points out that there is one hero that is not to be found in the notebook.

And the class 1-A decides that they have to finish the notebook.

It takes them a few days. They are not as used or skilled at this as Izuku, and they are twenty people who first have to agree on what they do before they actually do it.

Eventually, after discussing about it, the children let their teacher in on it, too.

All Might spits blood and almost cries at the sight of the notebook, while Aizawa just stares at it, trying not to show any emotion.

Both of them agree to help.

 

(Izuku, all the while, is distressed because he can’t find his precious notes. The other try to calm him down, promising to help him look for it before they distract him.)

After their work is done, the whole class gathers in the living room one morning. They drag Toshinori - who insists that they did the most work and he did next to nothing so they should do this without him - and Aizawa with them. Izuku is out, doing his laps around the house like he does every morning.

When he comes back, he startles at the sight of twenty-two people waiting in the living room. He greets them with a crooked smile, intending to walk past them and to the bathroom to take a shower, but his friends call him back because they want to show him something.

As Izuku shuffles into the room, his friends instantly push the long-missed notebook into his hands, grinning excitedly at him.

Izuku blinks in confusion, then realization. In quick succession, he goes from embarrassment that his notebook had been seen by them all over to confusion as to why they had hidden it from him the last few days.

His classmates grin at each other, before Kirishima explains, “We had to add something in there.”

“You… you added something to my notes?!” Izuku doesn’t know if he should be shocked or even a bit angry. He skims through the pages, trying to find the changes his friends had made.

When he reaches the last few pages of the book, all breath leaves him. He stares, and stares, unable to understand what he sees there in front of him.

 

In big, bold letters, the title of the pages reads Midoriya Izuku.

Underneath and continuing on the next pages, there are crooked sketches – not as good as his, but done with love – of Izuku in different positions and outfits. A few photo had been added – Izuku recognizes the ones All Might had taken of him during their ten months of training.

And there are notes, notes over notes, observations they others had made while with him, comments of what they think about him. All of it is detailed and entirely positive, telling stories of how high their meaning of Izuku is.

Izuku is still staring silently, his brain had shut down at some point, screeched to an abrupt halt.

There is some shuffling, whispering and nudging, and finally, Toshinori speaks up – pressured by the children and Aizawa to do so. He clears his throat and explains, “Your friends… no, we figured that your notes were, in fact, incomplete.”

 

Izuku looks up at him, eyes wide and unbelieving.

Toshinori smiles at him, a beaming smile that even surpasses that of his All Might-persona. “You forgot one of the greatest heroes. We couldn’t just leave it like that, no?”

That’s the moment where Izuku breaks down and starts crying. Tears of happiness stream down his face as he clutches the notebook to his chest and says “Thank you, thank you so much” over and over, not knowing at whom he should address his thanks first out of all of them.

There is some shouting and then laughter as his friends surge forward to try and calm Izuku down, patting him on the back, hanging onto his arms and pulling him into tight hugs. Ruffling his hair and telling him that it’s okay, they had fun doing it.

 

“Don’t cry,” they tell him, soothingly.

“Yeah, smile for us, Izuku.”

And Izuku does, still sniffling and teary-eyed and the notebook almost crumpling in his tight grip, but he beams at them in that unique way that makes everyone smile back.

It’s most likely the best present they could have ever given him.

anonymous asked:

AU where Castiel is that one hot lifeguard at the beach and Dean is the lovable idiot who's constantly swimming out too far in what he claims are attempts to one up Sam (who's just reading on the sand at the moment), but are really just attempts to grab Castiel's attention (Dean doesn't know when he started taking whistles and amused glares as validation, but hey, if it works). Sam, afraid of seeing Dean actually get injured and aware that Castiel actually needs to focus on his job (part 1)

casually walks up to Cas with a determined expression plastered on his face. Dean panics, thinking that Sam is about to reveal his (pretty obvious in retrospect) crush, and sprints out of the water to do damage control. Cue Sam borrowing the spray bottle and walking away, and Cas giving Dean a lecture about dangerous currents. Dean just kind of nods throughout the lecture, focusing very hard on how devastatingly handsome Cas isn’t (he swears) while angry. They end up grabbing ice cream later.(2)

“I’m sorry about my brother.”

Startled, Cas turns to see Devastatingly Handsome Man 2 talking to him. The only reason he hadn’t spoken to Devastatingly Handsome Man 1, currently swimming hell-for-leather toward shore, was his assumption that Devastatingly Handsome Man 1 and DHM 2 were a couple.

“Brother?” Cas echoes, watching DHM 1 face-plant into the waves. Dripping with water, smudged with sand, wearing only soaking swim trunks that cling to his thighs and make a dome of the bulge of his cock. He’s, well, he’s devastatingly handsome. Even if he hadn’t been splashing around like a fool, Cas would have had one eye on him all weekend.

Except that he wasn’t single.

Except that…

“Yeah, yeah, the dumbass running toward us?” DHM 2 shakes his head. “It’s, well, it’s because of you. He thinks you’re hot, and I guess he figured if he made an ass of himself and pretended to be drowning you’d have to, I dunno, give him mouth to mouth or something?”

“Sam, for the love of - stop talking!” shouts DHM 1 breathlessly, trying and failing to find the purchase to run up the sandy shore. He even looks handsome flailing to keep his balance as the ground gave way beneath him at every step.

It isn’t fair.

“He was trying to get my attention?” Cas says flatly. DHM 2 - Sam - nods and rolls his eyes. “Right.” Hopping off the raise lifeguards seat, Cas walks casually, balancing easily on the shifting mounds of sand, meeting DHM 1 half way. “Your brother tells me that you’ve been engaging in dangerous behavior to get my attention.”

“Yes, I–”

“So while I’ve been forced to keep an eye on your-” -devastatingly handsome- “-antics, had their been a real emergency, I would have been distracted, and someone might have actually gotten hurt?”

“I’m sorry, but–”

“Furthermore, he tells me that you decided on this ridiculous plan because you found me attractive, and hoped I’d - what did Sam say - ‘give you mouth to mouth resuscitation?’”

“Sammy, how could y–”

“Well, if that’s what you wanted, you should have just asked,” Castiel concludes.

“No, I no, I was totally out of line, but…” DHM 1 trails off. “Wait, what?”

“If you were interested in having me kiss you, you could have asked me to kiss you,” repeats Castiel. Sam smirks. DHM 1′s mouth falls open. “Did that never cross your mind?”

“Oh. Uh.” DHM 1 looks around, looks away, brushes the sand from his legs and smears muddy tan streaks over his swim trunks and lower back. “I guess…uh…no?”

“My name is Cas,” Cas says.

“Dean.”

“I’m on duty right now - no fraternizing allowed - but I finish at 3 PM,” says Cas. “That’s 15 minutes. Don’t be late.”

“Right…right! No, I definitely won’t be.” DHM 1 - Dean, that has a nice ring to it - gives Cas a devastatingly handsome smile and allows his brother to drag him away by the arm.

Climbing back up the lifeguard stand, Cas pulls out his cell phone, scrolls through his contacts, and dials up Gabriel.

“What is it, my man?”

“Hey, so…I need you to come on shift a little early today…”

“Dammit, I had plans, Cas! Not ‘til 5, you said!”

“Sorry, but I’m going to need you here at 3.”

“That’s, like, now!”

“Don’t be late…”

“This is about that guy you’ve been ogling, isn’t it.” Cas can hear Gabe’s eyeroll over the miles separating them. “He’s, like, married to that moose. You’re wasting you’re time.”

“Brothers,” Cas crows triumphantly.

“Brothers?” Gabe echoes, a perfect mirror to Cas’ earlier reaction.

“Brothers,” confirms Cas.

“So the tall one is also single?”

“Don’t know for sure, but I know that he’ll be alone on the beach starting at 3…”

“GABE TO THE RESCUE!”

  • Qrow: Hey, YOU.
  • Jaune: Me?
  • Qrow: Yeah, you. You're the person whose girlfriend just died, right?
  • Jaune: ...Yes...
  • Qrow: Don't worry, my heart's broken beyond repair, too. I'm here to show you the ropes.
  • Jaune: ...Uh-
  • Qrow: RULE NUMBER 1. Get drunk. The drunker you are the less the pain gets to you. Just make sure you don't get too drunk, otherwise it wraps back around to being painful again.
  • Jaune: I'm underage-
  • Qrow: Rule number 2: Don't be a bitch.
  • Jaune: Okay.
  • Qrow: Rule number 3: You will never heal. Ever. Accept the fact that all the sex you have from now on will be purely physical. Forget the idea of intimacy ever having meaning again.
  • Jaune: I'm a virgin.
  • Qrow: Great, you're already half way there.
  • Jaune: uh-
  • Qrow: TO THE BAR!