Achievement Hunter: A Summary. 

IT'S TIME

ITS TIME ITS TIME ITS T I M E

I ordered business cards, I have no idea what I'm going to do with business cards but for five bucks, why the heck not

IF YOU SHIP MARCO x JEAN PLS REBLOG, I HAVE A VERY SPECIAL MESSAGE FOR YOU

Let’s all take a moment of silence for anyone who has to work retail the next couple of months.. And please remember that as busy as the holiday seasons are, and you might be in a hurry, your cashier/other employees are working really hard to make you happy and also have feelings like you. 🙏🙏

Can't be Happening - Malik

Malik could not believe his luck, he had slept right through his alarm. He was going to be late, he couldn't afford to be late if he missed class he risked failing and if he failed. No, he was not losing his chance at a better life. He nearly sprinted across campus to his Science class and slipped into the room as quietly as he could manage. He wound up in the second to last row right next to a kid with two-tone hair. He slipped his notebook out of his bag and tried to focus on the lecture. The door to the lecture hall opened again and a shorter kid with black hair sat in the row behind him. Malik groaned he had missed whatever formula the professor was explaining. He gave the room a quick glance and as usual found it devoid of familiar faces. "Psst, Jean" the other late comer hissed poking the kid next to Malik. He ignored him rolling his eyes at his notebook. "Jean" The guy hissed again shoving his shoulder. The other guy, Jean, still ignored him, looking increasingly annoyed. "Jean" he insisted smacking the back of his head lightly. "What is it Eren" Jean finally sighed looking over his shoulder. "What did I miss" he whispered. Malik rolled his eyes, great now he had to listen to their little whispered conversation. "Figure it out yourself Jaeger, I'm not covering for you this time." Jean grumbled, tapping his pen on the notebook. Malik snickered at the indignant noise the other made at Jean's answer. He then returned to trying to puzzle out the notes on the projector screen. The tapping on the notebook grew more frequent. Malik continued to ignore him, growing frustrated by his own stupidity. Then he felt the tug on his shirt, he looked over at Jean, who was now staring intently at the professor but was no longer writing. His pen was tapping on a mathematical formula scrawled in his notes. Oh. Malik finally got the idea hastily scratching out the notes himself but it still wasn't making any sense. Then the tapping started again. This time indicating a math problem., again Malik copied it. And then it made sense. For the rest of the lecture Malik was able to follow and take decent, logical notes as per usual. He turned to Jean when the class ended "Thanks". The other looked up smiling dryly. "Don't sweat it, everyone misses the alarm every once in a while". Jean stood up, "Everyday on the other hand, well that's just his own damn fault." He smiled crookedly at Malik as he left the lecture hall.  

Thank you internet

Thanks to an awesome person I met on the interwebs yesterday I'm now addicted to Think Geek and I'm shopping for stuff for my department I don't have yet 

so i was in the shipyard area in paris and i saw this boat off in the distance by itself

so i swam up to it

and what i found was a man shaking and muttering to himself, a dead body, and 20 cats

I guess the new dashboard is good for something…

So here’s a Jack for your dash.