but my dad is the best ok


SANS: I haven’t met anyone else with yellow magic…so I’m kinda on my own in learning how to use it? Unless you know dad.

GASTER: Not really. I don’t possess the magic…though if your mother were around….

SANS: I-I know. It’s ok.


My mom got to name my brother, so it was my dad who got to name me. My dad said to my mom right before she was going to have her C-section, “How about ‘Street?’ I think ‘Street’ is the best name for our daughter.” My mom started screaming and said, “There is no way I am naming my daughter ‘Street!’” And then she comes back after having me, looks at me, and is like, “OK, I understand Street. Why don’t we do ‘Lane,’ like lane on the road, and we’ll call her Madelaine?’ That’s how my name came about.


SANS: Ok…thanks….but first unrelated to my past.


SANS: So those voices…..are whispers? Are they like….real?

GASTER: Yes..? I’m unsure who or what is talking to us from beyond but…they’ve been very kind and helpful to me. Most of them are quite friendly.

SANS: Weird….

Brian May: ..It’s very ironic - my dad was always trying to stop me going into the rock business but he built my guitar - the thing that propelled me into it - with me.’

OK! Magazine:  So tell me about this very moralistic man meeting Freddie Mercury? I mean, presumably Freddie - coming from a very strict background himself - was always on his best behaviour when meeting older people?

Brian May: ‘Yes. But he was always on his worst behaviour towards his mum. There’s a lot to understand with Freddie. He got on well with my dad and always respected him. And he respected his parents, too, but if his mum was coming to the show he’d always go, 'Oh mother’s in the audience tonight. I must throw in a few extra swearwords*.’ It sounds funny but there was a serious side to it because Freddie was a free spirit more than anyone I’ve ever known - and that’s his legacy to us. Most of us worry about being unpopular or letting people down. Fred - no, never. If he didn’t consider anything was right for him, then he’d just say no. It’s a talent, and a real strength. He took hold of his life, whatever it cost him.’

*Freddie actually said “fucks”, Brian said later

OK! Magazine
Issue 115, 19 June 1998

ok but what if malec get married on the anniversary of their first kiss? “exactly 5 years ago i almost got married,,, to a woman!” *the crowd gasps* “shocking, i know! but then this man stormed in all like ‘sorry am i late to the party?’, told my mum to fuck off and gave me the chance to make the best choice i ever made in my entire life. to choose myself. to choose love. to choose this handsome man right here. i am a lucky man, i know!” *laughs* “of course, lydia is a lovely woman and im glad she’s happy with her wife lindsay now but she wasn’t really,,, my type, to say the least. but this man is. Absolutely. my type. and i wanna spend the rest of my life with him. i know some of you might be wondering why we’re even getting married since according to my blonde brother jace here we’re 'already a disgustingly cute old-married couple that is raising 83727 kids together anyways’” *everyone laughs* “but still,,, i wanna make it official. i want everyone to be the witness of this. to witness how much i love this man. also, i really wanna be able to legally call him my husband, so there’s that”*everyone has put their hands on their hearts in awe & is smiling*


-draco may seem like a lil shit still BUT NO MY SMOL BEAN THE PUREST OF ANGELS
-did I mention Scorpius? My sweet child king of my heart
-D R A C O M A L F O Y
-scorpius being the geek of the year and thinking his dad is disappointed with him or whatever shit like!!!!! BOOOOOY!!!!!!! HE WILL FUCK GOD UP FOR U!!!!! WHAT R U TALKING ABOUT HE LO VES U
-draco actually being like ?? the best parent ?? in this story ?? YES DAMN RIGHT MY SON
- scorpius being super fucking nerd my precious child
-“I would sell my soul for another minute with Astoria” NOOOO SMOL CHILD HERE SELL MY SOUL IT IS YOURS NOS
-i have found out i’m low-key drastoria trash
-also what the flying fuck why did Astoria have to die why can’t my son draco be fucking happy why do you hate me jkr
-alSO why didn’t scorpius find Astoria alive in any of the alternative realities i’m screaming
- aLSo the fuck with the rumour of my lil scorpius being voldy’s child and draco fucking harry up as soon as he mentioned it why can’t u let my children be happy stop hurting them with this bullshit
-I love them
-the cursed child is me i’m cursed with this love

“When does a joke become a dad joke? When the punchline becomes… apparent

ok but what about: Shinsou trying to cheer up Izuku with the worst dad jokes

((Specially dedicated to the lovely @yumoirail-art – te dedico my lamest shindeku hasta ahora 8) ))

anonymous asked:

Ok, so Bellamy says "You floated my mother" and thats meant to be a you as in specifically Kane? Or you as in all of you, members of the council?

I think it was meant to be him. Kane. As in Kane was the one in charge of the execution, as he was head of the guard. 

Kane was probably in charge of most, if not all of the executions. Remember who Kane was in season 1. He followed the law. The law said floating was the just punishment for crimes. He did what was best for his people ACCORDING TO LAW.

I think in a way, Bellamy’s conversation with Kane here was very similar to his scene with Jaha in The Four Horsemen. In both scenes, the older men were trying to impart wisdom that justified Bellamy’s actions and told him he was doing the right thing when he thought it was the wrong thing. 

In both scenes, he called them on their own past actions where they used those justifications to excuse their OWN sins towards the people. With Jaha, he was a lot more snarky and dramatic. With Kane, who he cares more about and is closer to, he knew the exact right phrase to call him to account and twist the knife. I’m guessing it’s something he’s been holding onto for a while. 

My understanding about that scene has changed as people have been discussing it. His repetition of “You can’t save someone who doesn’t want to be saved” shows a change. It’s no longer about saving lives. It is now about salvation. He’s admitted his sins and he does not believe they can be redeemed. But he’s still going to do what he needs to save as many people as he can, regardless of whether he’s “going to hell” or not. 

I really like the gemsona that @teakip made so I messed around and made another fusion between his gemsona and my own. So here is Pietersite Cabochon. This is a quick diddly doo dad, but I hope it doesn’t look like too much crap?


It’s a really pretty gem tbh.

Good vibes, please

My dad is in hospital tonight for the stem cell transplant. Mom said she would text or email if everything is ok. She would call if not.
After this, dad will be basically isolated for a month or so while his immune system rebuilds. No uncooked food, no food cooked by others. He can’t be around animals or plants. Isolation. He has books, so he won’t be totally bored. And he’s probably going to feel like utter shit and will be sleeping a lot.

Anyway. If you can send good mojo, prayers, best wishes (whatever rings your spiritual bell), that would be much appreciated.

heathers soundtrack: a summary
  • Beautiful: public school
  • Candy Store: the overplayed one
  • Fight For Me: violence is sexy
  • Freeze Your Brain: surprisingly fucked up for a song about the Slurpee(TM)
  • Big Fun: property damage
  • Dead Girl Walking: SEX BREAK
  • Very/Veronica's Chandler Nightmare: voyeurism gone wrong
  • Me Inside Of Me: how in the name of fuck do you write a suicide note that fast im calling bullshit
  • Blue: the other cursed song
  • You're Welcome: hamilton's what the kids like these days right?
  • Blue (Reprise): does Not have the right to be this fucking catchy fuck you
  • Chainsaw: weird euphemisms
  • Our Love Is God: partners in crime
  • Prom Or Hell?: going steady even after he kills three people
  • My Dead Gay Son: gay dads
  • Fight For Me (Reprise): violence is no longer sexy
  • Seventeen: teenage homicide (don't do it)
  • Shine A Light: i don't care what anyone says about ms fleming this is the best song in this goddamn musical ok fight me
  • Lifeboat: jesus she's on the freakin' bus again
  • Shine A Light (Reprise): I CAN'T GET THE CAP OFF
  • Kindergarten Boyfriend: surprisingly not a melanie martinez song
  • Yo Girl: she will never leave the cul de sac
  • Meant To Be Yours: bang bang, ma'am. bang bang. stick em up ma'am. this is a robbery
  • Dead Girl Walking (Reprise): why im terrified of pep rallies
  • I Am Damaged: sayonara slushfucker
  • Seventeen (Reprise): if i see one more edgy purgatory theory about this song i'm gonna eat a fridge
About meeting Dan & Phil

It was surreal it…really was. I’ve been watching them for so long :’) and I just wanted to write down my experience:
• It was super sunny, dan’s face looked really soft and bright o wow
• I could see his lil freckles and moles so well
• Phil’s face in the sunlight looks so sharp ? And angular? Amazing
• for some reason I couldn’t stop looking at dan’s eyebrows
• they’re bushy and small aw
• phil’s eyes under the sun are absolutely incredible and SO crystal clear dear lord
• they will hug your mum
• my dad told them I draw them and they thanked me? It’s ok guys?
• dan was wearing his weird Thermal Jacket thing
• he did peace signs and I felt obliged to join in lol
• Phil gives the best hugs the legend is true
• I got two hugs from both of them I cant
• Dan thanked me for watching their vids
• I couldn’t stop staring (lol freak) but ..srsly… it was so spontaneous I couldn’t think everything had turned to jelly
• when I saw them they were walking pretty swiftly and directly side by side
•dan’s voice is LOW
• phil’s skin is SMOOTH and v pale
• Phil said he was jet lagged
• the sunlight made them look like absolute ANGELS
• they are immensely friendly
• they are not as awkward as you think
• they’re tol but smol
• they look v different irl but not in a bad way
• sorry this is long but.. I’m very happy right now I thought this would never happen. Never lose hope folks !

Imagine Living Like A King Someday

prompt: Phil is a boarding school student, and he has pretty much everything. His dad owns the school, he’s pretty popular, has the best room, gets all the best treatment – he’s the King. Dan is a cleaner/phil’s personal maid there, and he isn’t as lucky. Some students are assholes to Dan, including Phil at first.


I’ve made one of my new year’s resolutions to put this thing back onto some kind of updating schedule. I don’t know what it’s going to be yet or whether I’m going to stick to it, but I’ll give it a shot :)

Update: im so sorry I wrote that note on the 3rd of January it’s now the 24th and im a mess but ill still try my best hAha

warnings: smoking, mentions of violence


“Just like the old days, this is,” Freddie grins, gazing up at the sky. Clouds part every now and then, giving way to idle twinkles of light against the blackness. “Us lot, out here, hiding from the cameras. It’s almost as if this year hasn’t happened, isn’t it?”

Phil gulps, the taste of tobacco souring in his mouth a little. The idea of smoking to relieve his stress suddenly doesn’t seem so smart anymore.

“Except we’re missing someone, aren’t we?” Violet chimes in, feigning sickly innocence. “Where’s your best friend, Phil? Too bad he couldn’t join us.”

“He’s not my best friend,” Phil mutters bitterly.

“Must be a real bummer being cooped up inside on your own when everyone else is free, mustn’t it?” Freddie comments.

“Good,” Phil bites back. “The further he is away from me, the better.”

“Someone’s touchy,” Violet comments. “I never remembered you being so scathing, Phil.”

“I do,” Freddie comments. “You were probably thrilled when his tag got extended.”

“Yeah; it’s such a travesty my father actually gave him the punishment he deserved,” Phil puts his hand on his heart in mock-sorrow and fuck, why can’t he just keep his mouth shut?

“You’re saying it’s justified to give him a three month tag extension for something out of his control?” Freddie raises his eyebrows, huffing out a surprised breath. “Wow. I guess being a self-righteous wanker really does run in the family.”

“Look, if you’re here to lecture me on my gene pool, I want nothing to do with it,” Phil rolls his eyes.

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someone: *breathes*
me: kim seokjin is an valued and important member of bangtan he works extremely hard and is a vocal legend !!!! awake is the bop of the century everytime he says maybe I can never fly I sob ?? like actual tears the song is so powerful and well written and his voie I’m I love him so much !!! he is so talented and genuinely cares about making people happy with his music ( and lame dad jokes but those are the best kind of jokes ). he is always trying to make other people and his members laugh, whenever they are sad he does his best to cheer them up. ok but blindé hair ??? him with blonde hair added 1262626 to my lifespan I will be 50 and on my deathbed and still be shook by jin with blonde hair I …. also inventor of the colour pink. a true icon … a true hero …. kim seokjin

the signs as things people have said in my group chat
  • Aries: can i fite ur stepdad
  • Taurus: my dick is bigger but ok
  • Gemini: im bad at video games and relationships
  • Cancer: for some reason i almost said im pregnant again
  • Leo: someone say something offensive so i can fight them
  • Virgo: i feel like this ladys a cougar
  • Libra: we love you even if you are an exotic dancer
  • Scorpio: that's all fine and dandy but please dont start using tumblrina unironically
  • Sagittarius: this is the best poop ive taken in awhile
  • Capricorn: no it literally isnt its a damn number you ass hat
  • Aquarius: hey dad remember when you watched lesbian porn on tv when i was two hahshabffhfsbfhdjghz
  • Pisces: this group chat makes me hungry for a block of salt
Never Ending Rivalries

Idol: Multi group

Type: Highschool gang AU

This is the first part and I would really really appreciate some feedback.

I looked myself up and down in the mirror making sure the outfit I chose was ok for the first day at my new school. The outfit wasn’t anything special, just something that made me feel comfortable and confident. Starting in the November of was making me nothing but nervous. Friend groups had already been made, classes started and seats were taken. This constantly happened, moving from school to school, neighborhood to neighborhood. This had been the way of life ever since Mom died. Dad was trying to find the best work, resulting in moving around constantly but now he finally found a good job that payed him a lot. Now I could finally settle in one place. At least that’s what he told me, he would work in a nearby city for our income but he wouldn’t have a lot of time to come home so I was left basically on my own. It didn’t make it better that the house was pretty large. I mean I was used to always being alone but this time was different. I feel like something is going to happen here. In this school. In this new house.

Walking downstairs I quickly set out food for my dog, Buster, a large German Sheppard. The dog was my one longtime companion who was always there. It sounded pathetic but that’s the way it was. Once the food was set out Buster came running, tail wagging and tongue sticking out of his mouth.

“Hey Bust, who’s my good boy?” I praised crouching down to his level, earning a big lick across my face. It left me giggling lightly.

“I gotta go boy. I promise we’ll go on a long walk when I get home ok?” I questioned, a loud bark sounding in agreement. I patted his head and headed to the door.

“Bye Bust!” I yelled as I closed the door starting the 15-minute walk to school. In no time I was approaching the large building. My stomach was flipping and for a second I contemplated turning back but I would have to face it some time. There were students milling about in the courtyard around the front of the school, even as a cool breeze blew through. ‘It’s now or never (Y/n)’ I coached as I took the first step to building.

If there was one thing I noticed walking into the courtyard it was the glares. None of which were aimed at me thankfully but from a group of boys on one end of the courtyard to a group of boys on the other end. Let me tell you the groups were large. It had to be over 20 people on each side, or at least it looked that way. As I glanced around my eyes locked with a pair of warm brown eyes belonging to a boy of average height (though he was shorter than most of the people around him) with a well-defined muscular structure and obviously dyed blonde hair. He was mixed in with one of the groups who were glaring. When our eyes locked he sent me a warm smile and wave, I smiled back lightly and started to make my way into the building.

“Hey wait a second!” I heard behind me once I had made it into the hallway. I turned around only to almost be slammed into. It was the same boy who had waved to me.

“Sorry, I did not expect you to walk that fast! I’m Jackson by the way and I’m hoping you’ll let me be your guide.” He grinned, slinging his arm around my shoulder. I blushed lightly before chuckling.

“I look that lost?”

“Sweetheart you stick out like a sore thumb, people around here can smell fresh meat from a mile away.”

“And that makes me feel much better” I sarcastically shot at him. He laughed out loud at that.

“Don’t worry about it, just stick with me. Now what’s your first class?” He stopped us in the middle of the hallway and I could feel the stares. They made me feel more uncomfortable than I would like to admit.

“Why is everyone staring?” I whispered before answering his question.

“Most people are afraid of us” Jackson answered confusing me.

“Us?” I questioned “And who could be afraid of you? Your way nicer than anyone in my previous schools!”

“I think that’s one of the nicest things someone has said to me in while” He touched his hand to his heart jokingly “What’s your first class?!” he basically started jumping up and down. I became increasingly happy because I had not only made a friend but a very interesting one at that. I took my back pack off my shoulders and fished through it pulling out a crumbled piece of paper smiling sheepishly.

“Here you go”
He smirked reading over it

“Ever the organized one (Y/n)~” He teased getting my name off of the top of the schedule. “Well good news, you’re stuck with me for the rest of the day” Handing my schedule back to me, he started practically dragging me to our first class…..I think I’m going to like it here.

iamskylxr  asked:

ok u remind me of jug but as a kid when he was happy and buddy's with archie and he was full of optimism

ahhhh, LISTENNN. I did have a childhood best friend like Jug, like one where we would do everything together!! We used to go to a cottage we had like 4-5 times a year and our dads had helped us build a tree house there also. My childhood years were honestly so chill I have no complaints. I’ve sorta separated ways with him since I moved to Canada when I was 10 but I have seen him every time I’ve gone back.



Ok, so my dream started at the end of a play I was in. We went backstage and into a blue tunnel with a lot of people in it. When I got out of the tunnel I went into a high school. My dad was sitting at one of the tables with McDonald’s on a tray. So I sit next to him and eat the McDonald’s, he didn’t say anything, he just looked at me.

And that was the dream! The reason why this was the best is because…

My dad died in February and he came to visit me in my dream…