I deadass wake up from the best nap ever to see that CHRIS IS GOING OUT OF HIS WAY TO LET EVA KNOW THAT HE’S SERIOUS ABOUT HER AND SHE’S STILL DOING SHIT WITH JONAS. AFTER HOW HE TREATED HER. I HOPE SHE SHE STOPS AFTER SHE HEARD EMMA TALK ABOUT JONAS. OR CONFRONTS HIM ABOUT BEING A FUCKING DICK TO EMMA. BECAUSE CHRIS AND EMMA DO NOT DESERVE THIS! THEY DO NOT DESERVE TO HAVE THEIR FEELINGS PLAYED WITH BY EVA AND JONAS. EMMA HAS BEEN THERE ALREADY. I’m so disappointed with how this turned out. Why did Julie HAVE to give Jonas a love interest? He was totally fine with just his boy squad? And that Chriseva clip was beautiful and she had to go make in unnecessarily complicated for what?? To bring back a toxic couple??? Man. I love Julie but wtf is this shit?
Jason, while looking through the fridge:
You've got to be kidding me! We don't have a single bottle of ketchup in this whole freaking mansion, and now I have to eat a gross dry hotdog without ketchup! Why does the world hate me?!
Anyway I'm currently bleeding out of my vagina right now, but no, go ahead, I'm sure your problems are inconvenient too
What's one of the carziest, but most fun, things you've ever done?
Ok, here’s the story of the first (and only) true prank I’ve ever pulled on anyone.
When I was 7, I really, really, really didn’t get along with my middle sister (she was 11). I hated her, actually. She played the Miss Perfect role when my parents were around and she was the greatest bitch ever to me when we were alone. One day, we got into a fight that went so far that she threatened to throw my plushie out of a window (it was a big deal for me, I was a kid).
Of course, I told her I would tell the parents about this if she went all the way with her threat so she backed down. But I knew. I knew this lil bitch would have thrown my plushie away.
So of course, OF COURSE, I needed to get revenge.
So I waited for her to get out of her room and try to watch the French equivalent of American Idol and I went into her room. What. could I. possibly. steal from her? Something valuable, but not too much, something she couldn’t live without though. Something no one would think I would steal.
I stole her mattress.
Now, I don’t know if you know about this, but I’m short. Really short. And at the time, I was even shorter. Super short. And I weighted, what, 50lb tops? I was just a little shrimp.
Only fuelled by resentment and loathing towards my sister, I lifted her huge mattress. It weighted more than me. I didn’t care. I dragged it across the house until finally I got the idea to hide it in the basement, in a little room no one ever went to.
Innocent like an angel, I got back to my room and waited.
No more than 10 minutes later, I hear my sister scream “WHERE IS MY BED”, and then a few seconds later “ADRIEN”. Everything was going just as planned.
I got out of my room and innocently asked her “What is it, @?” “My mattress is missing, and I know you’re responsible for this!” “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
Pissed off, she went to see my parents. “ADRIEN STOLE MY MATTRESS!” They laughed her off. “I’M SERIOUS, MY BED IS MISSING AND HE’S THE ONE WHO DID IT!”
My father, completely exasperated because he was trying to focus on our American Idol show, finally decided to check her room. Indeed, the bed was missing. “See? Adrien took it! - Oh, don’t be silly, @, look at him, he’s too little to lift that huge thing. Stop accusing him” At the same moment, I was behind my dad, sticking out my tongue to my sister. She was losing her mind.
My dad went to get my mother so she could as well note that my sister’s mattress was missing. “Maybe a thief really did steal it? -Don’t be absurd, who would steal a mattress? Plus, this is the second floor. No one can get here anyway else than by the stairs.”
I was gloating. As my parents were debating of the supposed fate of the mattress, my sister desperately wanted to sleep and she knew I stole her mattress. She couldn’t do anything about it. Eventually, she ended up sleeping in a sleeping bag, on the floor of her room. I couldn’t be happier.
The day after that, my mother suggested we look in the house to find the mattress if it was still here.
But no one suspected me.
So, in the middle of the next night, I went down to the basement, lifted the mattress again and dragged it to our court, where there was a lot of building stuff. In a dark corner, I hid the mattress under a blue tarpaulin where we had put things under before.
They looked for the mattress for 3 days then gave up and bought a new one 3 other days later. My sister hated me more than ever. I was a tiny evil genius.
They found the mattress 4 months later, and it was full of mould. I was never suspected and my sister got grounded for not taking care of her things.
I made some posts about the Vision of Escaflowne yesterday, and they just straight up VANISHED ON ME, so I’m going to post it again.
Just watched the recent FUNimation dub. It was … actually, it was bad.
A fair amount of the voice actors were miscast, the pronunciations of character names, terms, and places were HORRENDOUS (keep in mind, they had a cheat sheet with the Ocean Dub, yet no one went back to look for pronunciations) and they took liberties with the dialogue to change the content presented…
TL;DR: If you want to do Esca, sub is the most consistent in content and voice acting. If sub is not your thing, Ocean dub is also good, though the nuances in the voice acting can be a bit wonky. That being said, the Ocean dub is still far more superior than the FUNimation’s dub, in my honest opinion.
Spanish. Why is it fucking Spanish? Why not French, or German, or Sangheili?
Lo siento. ¿Mi elección de idioma no les complace? Mi configuración de sistema están actualmente configuradas a Español. -I'm sorry. Does my language choice not please you? My system settings are currently set to Spanish.-
Heh heh, you know, it almost feels like the good ol' days. Just me, a Spanish-speaking robot, and a couple of complete idiots.
————————————————————————————— Pairing: Tony Stark x Reader Request: Ooh can like request a imagine or something like
that where like you start dating tony stark and then you were telling your best
friend about a new guy u started dating and then she was like I’m dating a new
guy too and she showed u a picture of it but u didn’t say anything because you
didn’t want to ruin the friendship. If you can write it thanks if u can’t it’s
Warnings: None Notes: Sorry that it is quite short, but I didn’t really know what else to write about it. Anyway hope you enjoy it! —————————————————————————————
Sitting down in the small café you couldn’t
wait to tell Cathy all about the new guy you had been seeing. He wasn’t your
usual type, however you saw this as a good thing, obviously your previous
relationships hadn’t worked out all that well. Fiddling with the hem of your
skirt you waited patiently for your friend to arrive. You noticed her the
second she walked in the door. Cathy was for most the perfect woman. She was
incredibly tall, almost 6ft, with long blonde hair and bright blue eyes. You
wished you were more like your friend, she had guys practically flocking to
her, and she could have anyone she wanted. But you thought to yourself, you
didn’t need any old guy wanting you, you had Tony. The two of you had been
dating for the last month or so, but you’d decided to keep it to yourself until
you were sure that you were serious about a relationship with the billionaire.
Standing up you greeted your friend and sat back down opposite to her. “So Y/N,
why did you want to meet so urgently?” Your friend questioned cocking an
eyebrow. “Well…” You replied with a smirk, “I just thought you might want to
know about the new guy I’ve been dating.” You said with a smile on your face.
“Oh my god!” Cathy squealed clapping her hands “Finally a man that has caught
Y/F/N’s eye!” she said making you giggle.
“Actually it just so happens that I am officially of off the market as
well.” Your friend blushed. “Oh I’m so happy for you Cath, I know you haven’t exactly
had the best track record with relationships.” You said with a sad smile. “Yeah
I know.” She smiled back sadly, “Do you wanna see a photo?” She asked trying to
contain her grin. “Of course!” You replied, a smile now plastering your face as
well. Taking the phone from Cathy’s hand you peered down at the photo in front
of you. ‘Oh you’ve got to be kidding me’ you thought as you looked down at the
photo of Tony, your boyfriend, with his arm around your best friend and his
lips on her cheek. Refusing to ruin this for Cathy you pretended that nothing
was wrong and congratulated her on her newfound relationship. Why did you
always pick the jackasses?
As an elf, I've had over a hundred and fifty birthdays, so I don't really celebrate them other than, like, the big milestones? Apparently Angus detectived his way to figure out that today was my 167 somehow and got me a gift and gave me this whole speech about "Birthdays are a fun and cheerful way to celebrate life and how far you've come since the last one!" An eleven year old kid made me cry. Also: I'm now having a late birthday party in a couple days and you're all invited.