oh yeah! i forgot

anonymous asked:

Wrote my first fic that I've let other people see and I completely forgot that in JKR canon Sirius dies because of how many times I've read DoT so when I got a bunch of people going "Sirius is alive??????" I was like "yeah of course? - oh wait whoops I forgot that's not jkr canon"

LOL I literally have to open the books and search through them for things because sometimes I’ll be like “Well OF COURSE it’s … wait … uh … was that from … ?” ♥

all this new short haired ladybug art has got me like *heart eyes*

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Getting in a little sun while working on a tailet for his best friend. I kinda liked the lineart version of this better, but I had already colored it so have both. 

i’ve only been playing dnd for a relatively short while but here’s what i’ve learnt so far:

  • splitting the party will always always result in something ridiculous happening, even if it’s for something as simple as a shopping trip
  • when in doubt just let the bard loose
  • if the DM raises their eyebrows it’s either the best idea or the worst idea
  • sometimes a box is just a box 
  • sometimes the box that you think is just a box is not, in fact, a box
  • you will inevitably save magical items/potions for “when you really need them” and end up with 53729 forgotten, powerful objects in the bag of holding, begging to be used
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Filthy Frank TV Lore Masterpost

I just wanted to take some time out (actually i’m bored) to fully explain the whole ~Filthy Frank~ lore, or at least, the “main” characters and how they weave in and out of the show.

Because, let’s be real, George didn’t even know what the hell was going on for the first two years and the Wikia is a mess.

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Eminem ethered Donald Trump and allll the racists at the Hip Hop Awards, y’all.

This the calm before the storm right here Wait, how was I gonna start this off? I forgot Oh, yeah: That’s an awfully hot coffee pot. Should I drop it on Donald Trump? Probably not But that’s all I got ‘til I come up with a solid plot.

Got a plan, and now I gotta hatch it.. Like a damn Apache with a tomahawk I'ma walk inside a mosque on Ramadan and say a prayer that every time Donald talks she gets a mop–ahh, I'ma stop. 

But we better give Obama props.. 'Cause what we got in office now’s a kamikaze that’ll probably cause a nuclear holocaust.. And while the drama pops and he waits for shit to quiet down he’ll just gas his plane up and fly around 'til the bombing stops. Intensities heightened, tensions are rising.. Trump, when it comes to giving a shit, you’re stingy as I am. Except when it comes to having the balls to go against me, you hide 'em.. 'Cause you don’t got the fucking nuts like an empty asylum.

Racism’s the only thing he’s fantastic for 'cause that’s how he gets his fucking rocks off and he’s orange.. Yeah, sick tan, that’s why he wants us to disband.. 'Cause he can not withstand the fact we’re not afraid of Trump.. Fuck walkin’ on egg shells, I came to stomp.. That’s why he keeps screamin’, “Drain the swamp” 'Cause he’s in quicksand.

It’s like we take a step forwards, then backwards.. But this is his form of distraction.. Plus, he gets an enormous reaction when he attacks the NFL so we focus on that Instead of talking Puerto Rico or gun reform for Nevada.. All these horrible tragedies and he’s bored and would rather cause a Twitter storm with the Packers. Then says he wants to lower our taxes.. Then who’s gonna pay for his extravagant trips back and forth with his fam to his golf resorts and his mansions? 

Same shit that he tormented Hillary for and he slandered.. Then does it more.

 From his endorsement of Bannon. Support from the Klansmen. Tiki torches in hand for the soldier that’s black and comes home from Iraq and is still told to go back to Africa. Fork and a dagger in this racist 94-year-old grandpa who keeps ignoring our past historical, deplorable factors.

Now, if you’re a black athlete You’re a spoiled little brat for tryna use your platform or your stature.. To try to give those a voice who don’t have one.. He says, “You’re spittin’ in the face of vets who fought for us, you bastards”.. Unless you’re a POW who’s tortured and battered.. 'Cause to him, you’re zeros.. 'Cause he don’t like his war heroes captured.. That’s not disrespecting the military.

Fuck that, this is for Colin, ball up a fist.. And keep that shit balled like Donald the bitch. “He’s gonna get rid of all immigrants” “He’s gonna build that thing up taller than this” Well, if he does build it, I hope it’s rock solid with bricks. 'Cause like him in politics, I’m using all of his tricks. 'Cause I’m throwing that piece of shit against the wall 'til it sticks.

And any fan of mine who’s a supporter of his I’m drawing, in the sand, a line. You’re either for or against. And if you can’t decide who you like more and you’re split.. On who you should stand beside I’ll do it for you with this: “Fuck you!” The rest of America stand up. We love our military, and we love our country. But we fucking hate Trump.

The 9 kinds of people with kins

Type 1: has literally one kin but it completely defines them

Type 2: has 2-5 kins and a deep and complex canon for all of them

Type 3: gets a new kin every time they watch a new show

Type 4: has so many kins they have to keep them written down somewhere, and will every now and again think “oh yeah i forgot i was kin with X”

Type 5: has been stuck in a specific kin shift for so long they’ve forgotten about their other kins

Type 6: only has otherkins and no fickins so feels slightly isolated from the kin community

Type 7: the one that does kin drama

Type 8: has quite a few kins but basically no complex canon for them, just casually kins and doesn’t understand kin drama

Type 9: the edgy one that calls any double “fakes” and mocks other people’s kins

I asked my mom to name each voltron character and their personality

Lance:

Me: “What’s his name?”

Mom: “I’m trying to think of something sly like, Leo.”

*snorts*

“He’s a player. A big flirt. Like he thinks he’s better than everybody but he’s really not.”

“Anything else?”

“No that’s it.”

“Wow.”

Keith:

Mom: “James”

Me: “JAMES?”

“And ack he’s sad god love him. He may be a bit disgruntled but he looks very sad. I think he seems like a nice guy, you know?”

“Yeah”

“He’s very closed off too. Cause he has his arms crossed. That means you’re closed off.”

Hunk:

Mom: “His name is…….. Patrick.”

Me: *laughing my ass off* “You’re giving them such generic names!”

“So? I like em names.”

*my brother from a distance* “PATRICK LMAO”

“And he looks a wee bit dozy.”

“Dozy?”

“Yeah he doesn’t know what he’s up to. He thinks he knows what he’s doing but he has no clue. He’s a big lug.”

*after being told his name is Hunk* “I like Patrick better.”

Pidge:

Mom: “I’m just gonna give her a name. Jenny.”

Me: “Jen- okay”

“And she looks like she’s a curious wee book worm girl. She’s probably really smart and slightly misunderstood maybe?”

“Is that it?”

“Ay”

Shiro:

Mom: “I’m trying to think of a name for him……….. Ian.”

Me: *trying to hold back laughter*

“Ian and he’s a wee bit scary. He’s like the leader. He’s the one in control of everything, you know? And he seems very… very distant but he wants to be closer maybe? Like he wants to be friendly but he’s gotta play the tough guy.”

Allura:

Mom: “……….Quintara.”

Me: “QUINTARA- at least it’s not something generic.”

“She looks like a princess. She looks… friendly? But a little bit sad or something? Worried maybe. But determined. She’d kill a bitch.”

*laughing our asses off cause FACTS*

Coran:

Mom: “His name is…………………………………….*long pause*…………………………….. Red.”

Me: “Red??”

“Yeah cause his hair. You know? He’s a red head.”

“Why would his name be red because of his hair color?”

“Because that’s the nickname. He’s very stuck up. Very snotty. ‘Mr. know it all.’”

“I can’t.”

“He may even speak with an English accent.”

*pissing myself at this point*

Lotor:

Mom: “….*long pause again*………. Like, fricken Zaltor?”

Me: *choking* “You’re close?”

“He’s a powerful enemy out to kill everybody. He has a dark side but he might have a light side too. He seems a wee bit soft hearted maybe? You know what, he reminded me of the princess. Allura? Yeah he reminded me of her. That, ‘I’m gonna kill. I’m soft hearted but I can kill you.’ and maybe that royalty stance gives off that impression.”

Zarkon:

Mom: *scared look* “Oh jesus……… King Buggaboo.”

Me: “wHAT??”

“I don’t know he looks like a bug! King Buggaboo!”

“THESE ARE THE VILLAINS, WHY WOULD A VILLAINS NAME BE ‘BUGGABOO?’ THAT’S NOT INTIMIDATING AT ALL.”

“True.”

“Try giving him a more intimidating name.”

“Mac.”

*w h e e z i n g*

“He’s like a big Mac Truck.”

“THAT’S NOT BETTER BUT OKAY.”

“He looks like he has a big raspy voice and he’s scary. He’s kinda like Megabyte, you know?” *she’s talking about Megabyte from reboot lmao* “He’s a trickster.”

*after explaining that he’s Lotors dad*

“Oooh…. this- this one, him? THAT’S HIS DAD?? WHAT THE HECK HAPPENED TO HIM???”

“HAHAHAHAHAHAHA”

Haggar:

Mom: “Ooo she looks like a witch doctor. She’s pretty dark. ‘Evil one.’ Her name’s Voltra.”

Me: “Yeah, VOLTRONS enemys name is VOLTRA.”

“Oh right it’s Voltron. I forgot the name. But she’s a nasty piece of work. There’s no soul in her.”

*me and my brother share a ‘If only she knew’ look*

*after explaining she’s Lotors mom.*

“So Zarkon is her husband.”

“Oh shit. Them two a couple? Fuck.”

shows about if the holocaust or slavery or colonization never happened would be infinitely more interesting to watch too but oh yeah i forgot that doesn’t let these freaks jack off to genocide then :/

Imagine your otp
  • <p> <b>Person A:</b> "I think I'm engaged."<p/><b>Person C:</b> "What? since when?"<p/><b></b> [Flashback]<p/><b>Person A:</b> "Y'know what's weird I always seem to remember things about other people but forgot things about myself."<p/><b>Person B:</b> "Oh yeah like what?"<p/><b>Person A:</b> "One time I forgot my own last name."<p/><b>Person B:</b> "Just use mine next time someone asks."<p/><b>Person A:</b> "Yeah okay-wait!"<p/></p>

I love PTA Sans. No matter the AU. 

 ~Undertale~  

Helen: It looks like we’ll have to cut funding for the talent show. 

Sans: wait, hold up- what? that’s such crap! why? 

Helen: Well if we want to make the exchange for only gluten free lunches, we’ll have to. 

Sans: what? but there are, like, fifteen other lunch choices without gluten, and the kids can just bring their own lunch- 

Helen: Sans, you’ll just have to deal with it, okay? These lunches are more important than the talent show. 

Sans: Helen, for the love of god, i did not spend all night cutting out box tops just to hear the shit that spills from your mouth.

~Underfell~

Daniel: Well I just think monsters and humans should be separated in the sports teams.

Sans: what? why the fuck would we do that? the teams are perfectly fine, fuckface.

Daniel: It’s unfair to some of the human players, Sans.

Sans: oh, just ‘cause your kid can’t kick a ball fer shit?

Daniel: *huffs* I’m just trying to make it fair.

Sans: no, it sounds like you’re tryna make it segregation.

Daniel: This meeting is for all of our children, not just yours. Just because Frisk works well with monsters, doesn’t mea-

Sans: who gives a fuck?! all your kids are shit!

~Underswap~

Linda: *sees Papyrus* *smirks and walks over with Helen* Hello Papyrus. Sorry your plan for that field trip didn’t go through. 

Papyrus: *shrugs* eh. it happens. it looks like we won’t take the kids to the science museum after all.

Helen: We just don’t have the money to go to there. Maybe we can take them to the local library. That’s far more affordable and interesting to the childre-

Papyrus: the fuck? ha, no. we actually have over twenty thousand bucks for our field trip.

Linda and Helen: *gawk* What? How?!

Papyrus: my bro’s the head booster mom. they just had a fundraiser.

Sans: *bursts in through the door with arms full of cash* WE’RE GOING TO EUROPE! MWEH HEH HEH!

~Swapfell~ ~Fellswap~ ~Whatever the fuck you call the yellow one~

Sans: *looks at his clipboard* *storms over to Gloria* YOU! PARTICULARLY FLESHY HUMAN! WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS SHIT?

Gloria: *blinks in surprise* Huh? What do you mean?

Sans: ARE YOU SERIOUS? ONLY TWENTY DOLLARS IN SALES?

Gloria: It’s only how much my daughter could sel-

Sans: GLORIA THIS IS A FUNDRAISER, NOT THE GOD DAMN GIRL SCOUTS! AS HEAD BOOSTER MOM, I DEMAND THAT MORE EFFORT BE PUT INTO YOUR SALES!

Gloria: Sans, we’ve already sold most of the cookie dough! We don’t-

Sans: DO YOU WANT TO FUCKING LIVE, GLORIA? WE MUST SELL ALL THE COOKIE DOUGH!

~Horrortale~

Sans: *goes over to the snack table* Whoa. *picks up a pumpkin-shaped cookie that’s well designed* whoa. nice work, Sadie. been years since I’ve had cookies. *is about to eat one*

Suzanne: *rushes over* Oh dear. *snatches cookie away and sighs* I told her not to make those Halloween themed cookies! She knows we cancelled the Halloween themed party next week.

Sans: whoa, what? c’mon, why?

Suzanne: Well, we didn’t want to offend your people.

Sans: “my people”?

Suzanne: Why don’t you have some of my non-offensive brownies instead?

Sans: Suz, i’d rather starve than eat your brownies.

Suzanne: Oh yeah! I’m sorry, Sans. I forgot your people are all anorexic.

Sans:…….. hey, why don’t you and your family come over t’dinner, sometime? my bro’s cooking’s to die for. s’on me, pumpkin *winks*

~Altertale~

Sans: *brought some of Asgore’s scones to the meeting*

Lillian: Oh, are these scones? *tries one* Bleh!? ARE these scones?

Sans: *sighs* yes, they are. is there a problem?

Lillian: Whoever made these needs a few cooking lessons. A few dozen.

Sans:…… *picks up phone and begins to dial*

Lillian: Who are you calling?

Sans: for your lesson. *the call picks up*

Toriel: Hey, Sa-

Sans: she insulted the scones.

*the call goes dead*

Toriel: *bursts through the window* WHO THE FUCK-?!

~Underlust~

Helen: Alright, so far I am leading the sales with over two hundred dollars. *smiles to herself* I suppose my Suzy is just determined to help out our school.

Sans: *rolls his eyelights*

Helen: And Sans? How much did Frisk raise?

Sans: two thousand.

Helen: *sputters* Thousand?! How?!

Sans: candles weren’t doin’ it for us. we tried something else.

Helen: *hesitant to ask* What… did you sell?

Sans: well, we decided it was a good idea to post my picture up on craigslist and-

Linda: YOU SOLD YOUR BODY?!

Sans: Paps and the queen were happy to help, too.

Helen: That’s illegal! It’s a crime!

Sans: boo, the only crimes here are your lemon squares and that getup.

~Echotale~

Martha: It just shouldn’t be mandatory to vaccinate our children!

G: *sighs and rubs face* look, Martha, if you don’t vaccinate your kids, they’re gonna fucking die.

Martha: I am NOT letting those people pump those shots of retardedness into my child.

G: that’s not even a proven-

Martha: I’m sorry; what kind of certification do YOU have?!?

G:*blinks and digs into his pocket* huh? whoa. what’s this? *pulls out his PhD* whoa! huh, i didn’t even know that was in there. *looks at Martha* weird, huh?

~Outertale~

Helen: My child has straight A’s.

Linda: My child made class president.

Sans: my child flew into outer space and freed an entire race. *puts on sunglasses* far out, bitches. *disappears*

lieutenant-sapphic  asked:

oh oh i did a drawing with saavik and t'pring and i'd love to see some more art of vulcan ladies but it's just an idea!! also i love your work to pieces ajkdsd and it's my dream to commission a piece someday

an older t’pring design maybe?…

and i would be happy if you decide to commission me of course <3