//So, as everyone knows I haven’t been properly online in ages. The good news is that my results from last semester have improved, and since I stopped RPing on tumblr my GPA has risen by (so far) an entire point.
Education and real life are pretty important and I’m also moving to the countryside in three weeks, so unfortunately I can’t say when or if I’ll be back any time soon. Thank you to everyone who’s stuck by me so far.
i turn my laptop on for the first time in weeks, i log onto tumblr for the first time in about a month and a half, and i see you causing a shit storm about ramen flavoured blow jobs. It’s like I have a sixth sense
dude i was literally thinking of you about thirty seconds before you posted that
like wow rachael should be here to witness this
ramen flavoured blow jobs in all their glory
you summoned me
last episode carlos was talking about how he technically didn’t belong in night vale
the opening statement of this episode was ‘home is where the heart is”
the whole like “you’re too young to be gay” shit like. queer people arent like pokemon you don’t level up enough to evolve into a gay.
~SO I GUESS THIS IS THEIR NEXT PLAN? PLEASE READ THIS HANDY GUIDE OF HOW TO AVOID UNWANTED PANIC AND STRESS~
-Don’t go on tags. Seriously just don’t. Actually just secure your account and just stay off Tumblr. Go outside, pet a cat, read a book. Just avoid Tumblr.
-Don’t click any links. If you really want to make that brownie in a mug or whatever, LOOK IT UP YOURSELF. This way you know you won’t be opening any screamers or anything. Just go to google and search “cute bunnies” or whatever you need to do, just don’t open a link on Tumblr.
-Don’t talk about the raid. No angry rants or mocking or reactions to what happens. Talk to someone privately if you need to, remember they’re doing this for a reaction.
-And lastly, be careful. Just take some deep breaths and even though it’s hard to just ignore it, sometimes the best option is just to shut down your computer or even just delete your blog. Take a step away from things. Walk outside, talk on the phone with friends, talk to you pets, draw, do what makes you happy! I know this seems like a HUGE deal right now, but it’ll blow over eventually. Beside, sometimes it’s hard to see how much something consumes you until you step back for a while.
BE VERY SAFE EVERYONE, OKAY?
He was still asleep when she arrived, must have been his gift from Hana. She quietly left the small cake in the kitchen for him to find. That and a bag of treats for the sleeping hound too.
While it would be easy to accuse his sister of being a cheapskate, he couldn’t deny his appreciation for the present she gave him- a day off. Completely off.
Taking the luxury of getting out of bed at midday, he paused mid-stretch as he walked into the kitchen looking for food, and saw the cake and the dog treats. Wyota’s scent lingered, and he smiled.
"Hey, boy, guess who brought us presents, huh?" Kiba called for Akamaru.
Her eyes widen in surprise. His birthday? Oh. Walking over, she tilts his head and places a kiss to his cheek. “Have a good birthday, Kiba.”
He started in surprise, but smiled in her direction. “Thanks.”
“Eighteen, huh? … Happy birthday, too, boy.”
tagged by: strong-hina-hyuuga
birthday: September 29
sexuality: whatever goes
faceclaim: don’t have one~
tagged: gonnabehokage, why-oh-ta
Fantastic beasts and where Hagrid hides them.
reblog if ur gay and up to no good
"Please tell me you're gonna be there for the suit fittings. And the rehearsal dinner. Because Sasuke'll kill you and then he'll be pissed off 'cause you'd be dead and I won't get any if you're not organized."
"Yeesh, calm down! You’re doin’ that crazy bride thing again! ‘Course i’m gonna be there for the damn suit fitting and- what was it? Rehearsal dinner? The hell is that?"
"I’m not a bride," Kiba growled, shoving his fist at Naruto’s shoulder. "Re- what the fuck do you mean “the hell is that,” you and Sakura are meant to be organizing the fucking thing!” So he was a little worked up, maybe, but he wasn’t being a ‘crazy bride’!
"Ow!" A petulant pout appeared on Naruto’s face, and he raised a hand to rub at the shoulder Kiba had non-too lightly hit. "Is it s’pposed to be a rehearsal for the weddin’ or somethin’? Because isn’t that somethin’ that you’re s’pposed to just wing? Ya’know- let love lead you, or some crap?"
"Is it- yes it’s a rehearsal for the wedding,” he growled, teeth gritted, resisting the urge to punch him again. “Yeah. We’ll let love lead us. But we gotta make sure you idiots know what you’re doing, and that you practice so you don’t forget the rings or fuck up your speech or sommat.”
"Sasuke said i’m not allowed to carry the rings." Came the pouty response, Naruto’s arms coming up to cross irritably across his chest. "And the speech-" that he hadn’t started “- is gonna be fine! You’ve gotta stop stressin’, Kiba!”
"He did?" Kiba blinked, but then shrugged. "Whatever! You’re still the best man! You’ve still gotta get up there and not make a total ass of yourself. And I’m not stressed!" How many times did he have to articulate this? He wasn’t stressed! He was just making sure that everything was gonna be perfect! What was wrong with that?
"my boyfriend needs me"
okay so i wasn’t gonna post it but then i got the best reaction ever to the smiling sun and i had to
but what if carlos realised he could download the podcast on itunes
sorry its shit, I may colour it one day but w/e