So the Skittles motto is “Taste the rainbow”, and the Pride flag for gays is a rainbow, so if i kissed a gay would i be tasting the rainbow??
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that would be kissing the rainbow. To taste the rainbow you’re gonna have to lick a gay person
Thank you science side of tumblr
The rainbow is faintly salty, and doesn’t taste a thing like candy. Skittles lied to us.
Omg
Somewhere over the rainbow
Skies are blue,
And the dreams that you dare to dream
Really do come true.
Dear dark skin girls
Never be afraid to wear all the bright colors you want. You do not have to stick to the purples, dark blues & blacks because they’re more “suitable” for your dark skin, and bright colors make your dark skin “stand out” too much.
Fuck that.
Wear the all the neons, pinks, yellows, bright red, white and anything else you want because your dark skin is beautiful and should flaunt it all you want.
How did people first figure out that it was cicadas that make this noise? I could see that taking a long time.
Were there just like a thousand years where people were like “yeah, the trees are screaming. They do that in the summer.”
neeverwhere asked:
When you have time: (616): Your brother just walked into my room, pissed drunk and butt naked, got into my bed and fell asleep. In knowing I am gay, you have one hour to deal with him before I do.
lycantrophies-moved answered:
+ (602): I’m missing my left shoe, and there’s a note on my foot (in my handwriting) that says “HAHA BITCH” Any explanation for this? (anon request)
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Derek says, “It’s not so bad,” and Laura makes a muffled noise that sounds suspiciously like she’s trying to tamp down on laughter.
“Are you referring to living with two juniors, or are you referring to living with two juniors one of whom is the guy you’ve been massively, embarrassingly crushing on since high school?” she asks, and Derek can picture her lifted brow.
“I—it’s fine,” he insists, ignores her teasing, because it’s all she’s been doing since Derek moved in with Scott and Stiles. Scott and Stiles, who introduce each other as brothers to everyone, who are awfully overzealous, and loud, and obnoxious; who talked Derek into living with them because they found this great apartment that’s too expensive between the two of them. Derek’s the fool who couldn’t say no; who couldn’t say no to Stiles when he said, “Derek, please. Do it for me?”
He’s hopeless. And a moron.
And Laura is laughing at him, she enjoys this more than is appropriate, but that’s always been the case with her. Derek sighs, resigned.
“Okay, come on, baby bro, lay it on me,” she offers once she stops laughing; Derek can hear her inhale deeply to calm herself down. “You know I’m here to listen.”
Derek pinches the bridge of his nose. “It’s not so bad,” he tries again, because he can’t admit that it’s driving him crazy. It’s not even the living with two juniors, it’s not the noisy video game nights, or the spontaneous showers at three-thirty in the morning; it’s living with Stiles and being around him when he’s—domestic. Homey. It’s getting to see Stiles walking around only in boxers, or seeing him sleep-ruffled and bleary-eyed with the most adorable and sexy bed head Derek’s ever seen; it’s coming home to find the apartment smelling like his favourite casserole, because Stiles made dinner, smiles at Derek when he sees him standing in the doorway; it’s Stiles flopping down next to Derek on the couch on lazy Sundays with a jar of Nutella in one hand and two spoons in the other. It’s walking past Stiles’ room at night sometimes, on the way to the bathroom, hearing him moan and gasp, when Derek knows he’s alone in there.
It’s bad. It’s terrible. Derek’s gonna die.
horror movie opening scene
- white girl: i dont like this abandoned insane asylum, zack.
- white boy: come on, amanda, 10 years ago tonight, the famous blood skull killer committed his last murder right here and then vanished.
- white girl: you're just trying to scare me.
- white boy: lmao
- they continue walking for a few seconds
- *white couple hears noise*
- white girl: babe what that??
- white boy: i'll go investigate
- *leaves her alone*
- *choking noises*
- white girl: zack!!!
- white boy: ha ha just kidding!
- white girl: asshole!
- white boy: im just playin babe
- white girl: that wasnt funny but ur still cute
- *playful kiss*
- *things turn sexy*
- *hear noise*
- white boy: i'll go investigate
- *he leaves and then there's a silence for a long time*
- *maybe a thud*
- white girl: zack! this isnt funny anymore zack!
- *she walks and he dead*
- white girl: ahhh!!
- *killer shows up with sickle or quirky weapon that distinguishes him from other horror movie villains*
- white girl: ahhh!!!
- *white girl runs*
- *dead end*
- *hides*
- *thinks she free n safe*
- *guy catches her*
- *cuts her*
- *she dead*
- opening title slashes across screen: BLOOD SLICE IN 3-D
Anonymous asked:
I have a rather bad cold right now, so can I have some sick stiles, with Derek trying to take care of the fragile human stiles? 'Is that normal?' 'What the hell is that noise stiles? was that you?' 'Why is your forehead so warm?'
coyotequeens answered:
I swapped it around, considering what’s happening to Derek in canon right now. ;)
Stiles gets a call from Derek at seven o’clock on a Saturday morning. When Stiles fumbles his phone unlocked and puts it to his ear, all he gets is silence. He flips onto his stomach and grumbles, “Man, you better be dying or something if you’re calling me this early on a Saturday.”
Derek breaks his silence. “I don’t - “ There’s another long pause and then he says, sounding hurt and confused, “Something’s wrong with me.”
Stiles sits up sharply, tugged out of his tired daze by Derek’s words. “What? What’s wrong? Are you hurt? I was just joking about the dying thing.”
“I don’t know,” Derek says, frustrated. “I don’t feel - ” He pauses to sneeze six times in a row. His voice is heavy when he says, “I think I might be.”
“Dying?” Stiles exclaims, scrambling out of bed. He grabs at his jeans, struggling to pull them on one-handed. “Just hold on, dude, I’ll be over as soon as possible. Don’t die, okay? If you see any bright lights, stay away from them.”
“Hurry,” Derek says moodily, and hangs up.
male moans are really important to me like goddamn make some noise pump up the volume christ just moan its very hot
*45 second long wet fart noise*
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