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Listen I know we all love bilingual Lance and boy oh boy guess who’s here with some bilingual headcanons!!

•Lance used to speak fluent spanish as a child, but when he started going to public school, he just … Lost that ability.
•Lance can understand some words and phrases in spanish but doesn’t really know how to form sentences. (he knows all the cursewords and tries to use them as much as he can bc that’s Cool™)
•He can understand enough words to get the gist of what people are saying.
•Lance started to feel kind of detatched from his family since he couldn’t speak spanish and basically everyone else (save for the younger kids) could.
•His family doesn’t put any effort into teaching him spanish bc they want him to be more American than Hispanic (a sad truth that I unfortunately experienced)
•Lance starts to take spanish classes seriously when he gets to high school. He slowly learns how to form proper sentences, and he’s at the top of his class bc he wants to connect with his family language-wise. He tries hard, and grasps the language without any help from his fluent-spanish-speaking parents.
•One time, he had to do a project in spanish class, but he didn’t know how to form the sentence he wanted. So, he goes to his parents for help.
•Big mistake.
•His parents are from different regions of south america, so they speak different forms of spanish. Whatever he’s learning at school is. Not. The same.
•He had to go back and forth from his dad to his mom for one goddamn question like holy crow.
•"No, no! Your father is wrong! I speak PROPER spanish!“
-That was an actual quote from my mother it’s legit.
•His father ends up being right. At least in terms of School Spanish.
•Lance’s teacher ended up taking points away anyway bc she knew he wasn’t capable of speaking in such eloquent, complex spanish.
•He once went over his vocab list with his fam since he forgot his spanish dictionary at school. Another mistake. Don’t ask your different-spanish-speaking parents for translations when they’re in the same room.
•They spent more time arguing about the translation than actually translating.
•Mom: “Aficion? I’ve never heard that word in my life! It doesn’t exist!”
•"It means ceiling fan, mom.“
•M: “Oh! Then you mean ‘hincha’!”
•Dad: “Hincha?! Are you trying to teach our son slang?!”
•"Wait, that’s slang?!“
•"Well, ya-”
•D: “Aficion es the tiki tiki.”
•M: “No. La tiki tiki es la hincha!”
•They slowly seep into full spanish and Lance is watching on in amusement.
•He ends up texting his aunt about the right answer, and she tells him that it’s aficion.
•Mom loses the argument.
•He has a presentation in class for an oral test. He knows he has a great accent and great understanding of spanish, but when he goes up to speak, he can’t say anything.
•Everything comes out slow and stuttered, but he still gets an A+ bc his pronunciation is on point.
•There’s a non-hispanic/latinx kid in his class. They get straight A’s and speak faster than Lance. Lance is jealous of them. It’s not fair that a person who isn’t surrounded by latin culture can speak it so well, while he can’t.
•They’re the top 2 in the class, but Lance is always second. He’s always second in everything.
•Eventually, Lance learns enough Spanish to understand full sentences. He gets a giddiness in his chest when he can understand EXACTLY what is being said in spanish. He loves it.
•Even when his parents are scolding him in spanish, he tries his best not to smile bc he UNDERSTANDS!! •He tries to get his parents/family to communicate with him in Spanish more bc he’s so proud that he can FINALLY understand them. He feels connected to them again, and loves the feeling of embracing his heritage at last.
•Then … His family asks hin why he never talks back in spanish.
•Lance is still shy and insecure about his spanish, bc sometimes he makes mistakes. And sometimes, fluent speakers are not the nicest when it comes to that. He’s afraid they’ll make fun of him bc he’s still learning.
•He goes to a restaurant that has people who only speak spanish in it. He then has to order from the menu.
•He asks for a soda. When the waitress leaves, his entire family is beaming at him. He asks why.
•They gush about his perfect pronunciation and format. They’re proud of him. They had no idea he knew it so well.
•Lance is almost brought to tears bc his family is just as proud of him as he is - especially on something so important to him.
•He talks and laughs with his family at dinner again after that.
•When he gets in space, he tries to keep himself knowledgeable in spanish. He doesn’t want to forget again.
•He listens to old spanish radio shows and songs all of the time. He listens to sports, no matter which kind, in spanish.
•He tries to teach the other paladins Spanish. He grins when they start cussing under their breath in spanish. Sometimes, the paladins will just slip into it and they’ll forget that they’re speaking another language bc it’s so second-nature to them.
•But Lance notices, and it feels a little more like home.


New animation! Took a lot longer than I originally thought it would but hey, it’s finally done! Featuring the amazing @knittinggiantbeanies and @chongoblog, both of whom you need to check out if you somehow haven’t already.

I wanted to take some preview pictures for the recolor I did on the weekend but created a cute vampire instead because I don’t even know. No energy. I spent the afternoon at the library with my classmates. We had a small project with ten years old kids and there were like, I don’t know, twenty of them? It was fun, I love doing such things. Next week we’re in fact having a sleepover at the library and the librarian said it’s gonna be the same group. So yeah, cool, however when these things are over I always realize how exhausted it actually makes me feel :D I guess I ignore it when I’m around those kids and then they leave and it just hits me.

Anyways, then I came home, turned on the TV and saw the first news about what happened in London. I’m still shocked and just…the older I get the more I can’t understand what’s going on in the world. I hope you are alright, guys. Stay safe.


So back in the sixth grade my English teacher assigned us The Lightning Thief as part of class reading. For those of you who aren’t familiar with the books, there’s a character in there called Mrs. Dodds, who happens to be one of the three Furies of the Underworld disguised as a sixth grade math teacher from Georgia. One of my actual teachers was called Mr. Dodd, who happened to be an actual sixth grade math teacher from Georgia. So along came one of those days where the students get to dress up as one of their favorite book characters, and my English teacher had encouraged us to show up as a character from the Lightning Thief. I already had a fake set of fangs so I decided, what the heck, I’ll be Mrs. Dodds for the day. When my math teacher asked me who I’ve dressed as, I didn’t even think how it would sound when I told him with a mouthful of fangs that I’m Mrs. Dodds, and I didn’t even explain who the book character was to him. It wasn’t till the end of the day that I realized what his deer-in-headlights look of shock meant, and by then I was too mortified to mention it. 

me: wants to write meta about what i think is psychologically wrong w/ frank
also me: am i strong enough for that

prairiepirate  asked:

This prompt screams Garcy: "I don't need your protection."

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Yes, it does!

A branch snapped. Leaves rustled. Lucy spun around, looking for the source of the noise. She hoped for an animal. She prepared for a human.

“Who’s there?” Lucy spoke. She tried to sound strong and confident, but in that, she failed. So instead, she played up her perceived weakness. “I’m… I’m unarmed.”

“Well,” returned a familiar voice, “that was a rather stupid thing to admit.”

Lucy sighed. She let bald relief hide behind a mask of irritation. “Come out, Flynn.”

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anonymous asked:

Sorry to hear you're not felling too great about Robron, I really hope you're not leaving the fandom for good. I love seeing you on my dash and I've missed you xxx

thank you anon! i definitely haven’t been feeling great about it since shit hit the fan but i thought it would be easier to stay away for awhile so i could sort my head out but i do feel a bit better now (hence why i’m back even just to answer a few asks) and i’m hoping my enthusiasm for robron can be salvaged at some point!

I'm so proud.

Proud that I actually went through with it, made this pilot and will be making this trailer (and the rest of season one!), and that I brought this incredible group of people together.

(I also kicked some acting ass today in a scene I was nervous about.)

*streaming tears emoji*


today on “kat’s daily life”: once again she almost got intimidated by her own ao3 stats