ok i know this is terrible

Family (Ford Pines)

This is for the @forduary week 4 prompt - Family

I have to say, I loved @forduary even though I was so late most of the time T_T

I would love to take part in another month like this again, especially if it’s about my absolute Gravity Falls bae <3


“It’s gonna be ok you know.” Stan’s gravelly voice echoed through the car, the quiet music filling the silence once again as he got no response.

“How can it be?” Ford finally spoke for the first time in six hours, watching quietly as familiar signs pointing to Gravity Falls finally began to appear, lit up by their headlights in the late hour.

“Because he’s got a heart of gold, said it yerself.” Stan grunted, taking the turn that would send them down the long road that would take them to the town that had changed everything.

“But I have done some terrible things…I ruined everything for him.” Ford felt his heart sinking lower and lower as familiar landmarks made themselves known to him, Stanley soon making a turn that lead to a lighted home in the distance. By the time they pulled up to an intricate iron gate already opened for them Ford felt his blood go cold, contemplating the time it would take to jump from the car and escape just as Stanley parked right next to the front door.

“Don’t even think about it, Mabel gave me her grappling gun.” Ford groused as he begrudgingly climbed out from the car, enjoying the warm air that rolled over him with a pleasant sigh. The Artic was tough and if the twins were concerned they would prefer Oregon over such a region every time when it came to it, Ford slowly walking up the front marble steps as Stan rang the bell a few times. The door was soon thrown open by the man Ford had been dreading to see for the last several days, bright hazel eyes regarding the twins as they were hugged rather enthusiastically. Fiddleford was looking much better than he had in over 30 years, the man no longer hunched over as he lead the two inside and to the closest bathrooms with a promise of hot coffee and real food waiting for them once they had freshened up. Ford was the first to finish, the clean-shaven male awkwardly following the smell of coffee coming from a rather expansive kitchen.

“Howdy Ford.” Fiddleford was perched on one of the counters, a small smile on his lips as he held out a cup of coffee towards his old partner.

“Greetings…how have you been?” Ford took the mug, grateful for the warmth seeping into fingers that still hadn’t quite recovered from the months dealing with bitter cold. He refused to look at Fiddleford, the mechanic tilting his head slightly as Ford took a big sip.

“Somethin’ eatin’ at ya?” Ford shifted uncomfortably, taking another sip of coffee before looking up at Fiddleford, about to say something before shutting his mouth and looking away again. “Ford…”

“I’m sorry.” Ford interrupted, Fiddleford watching as the male ran a hand through his hair with a slight tug of the silver locks. “I’m…sorry.”

“What fer?”

“Everything. Me, the project, my foolishness, my arrogance, the portal…him…” The words just kept tumbling from Ford’s mouth despite wanting them to stop, hands shaking slightly as Fiddleford watched him quietly. “I should have listened to you, I should have stopped but I just wanted it all to be mine, and good god I ruined everything.”

“Ford, stop blamin’ yerself.” Ford looked up from his cup, Fiddleford offering a weak smile to the man who had been his friend for over 40 years. “It’s over now, you’ve atoned for everything…it’s time ta stop blamin’ yerself and enjoy life.” Ford looked as if to protest but kept silent, eyes darting back and forth before he looked up and gave a smile to Fiddleford.

“You truly have a heart of gold, old friend.” Ford murmured as they embraced, the two sharing another smile before Stan entered the room on the hunt for coffee himself, the man boasting about some trivial thing as he felt his heart lighten from how happy his brother was now.

Ok so here’s the thing about Newt Scamander…

I don’t think I’ve ever related to a character so much before him. Honestly though, you know how a lot of stories talk about that “awkward person” and how a lot of the time they are actually not awkward at all, they just trip a lot and wear glasses?
Well Newt was awkward. And he was awkward in the same way I am. He’s not good with people. I’m terrible with people and it is only with very specific people that I can truely be myself around.
I enjoy my own company as does newt, and I guess I don’t realise how much I need companionship until I meet beautiful people who like me for who I am (sad how rare that is right?)
The character is so enduring, and it proves that you don’t have to be the most competent, stealthy, confident person in the world to make a difference. I like this a lot.

Also, as a side note, can we please talk about how all the characters in this film took gender stereotypes and threw them out the window!!

I mean, Newt the main male protagonist is not a natural fighter, he is nurturing and caring. He openly cries in the film, blatantly refers to his male friend as a “friend” and someone he “likes”. Also, refers to himself as mother to the creatures in the case. I mean, COME ON! How often do we get to see this on screen!

Then you got Tina and Queenie. Both brave, and caring, strong and fragile - and so far from one dimensional that I want to cry!

Then of course Jacob! The average joe of the film who is “actually” an average joe. Completely regular, friendly, and an all-round good person, who is not only there for laughs but also for his huge heart.

Anyway sorry for the long post, but this film is so beautiful that is hard for me to take in.
Be ready for most posts :P

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It’s because he’s a model and a weeaboo obviously

I just want more of the squad hanging out like normal teens okay

click for better quality~

Reblog and see what color you get!

[Based on writing styles]

White: I’m really shy to talk to you, but I would like to write with you sometime!

Yellow: Your writing us great! Keep it up!

Orange: I can hear ____’s voice when I read your writing!

Pink: I like your writing, it just needs a little tweaking! [Specify]

Red: I admire your writing and stories from afar. Just know I always read them.

Maroon: Eh, your writing is ok.

Magenta: I aspire to write like you.

Purple: Your writing needs a little work.

Violet: I wish you would write more.

Aquamarine: Can you write a drabble between our two characters?

Blue: You need to improve your writing

Navy: I have a hard time understanding your writing.

Gray: You should put more description into your writing.

Black: Your writing is terrible.

Silver: How are you not famous for your writing? O_O

Brown: Your writing seems a little bleak. Would you like some tips or advice from me?

ok but consider: cheerleader Neil Josten

HEAR ME OUT I’M GOING SOMEWHERE WITH THIS I SWEAR

- so we all know neil’s mom said he couldn’t play exy

- you know what the next best thing to playing exy is

- obsessively watching exy and cheering for it

- his mom didn’t really mind (well, he did at first, but neil somehow convinced her it wasn’t terrible) as long as he didn’t get attached to a squad and shit

- boy picked up so much skill from local cheer gyms everywhere

- he trained sO HARD (like half because if he was better they put him closer to the game so he had a better view)

- his tumbling passes were legendary. with his speed he could do the craziest shit like so many back handsprings. a back tuck. crazy twists and everything.

- even though he’s a guy he’s still soooo short

- at one point his coach decided to make him a f l y e r - like this little 5"3 muscular ass boy getting tossed like 20 feet in the air by these peppy girls in short skirts - just imagine

- he kept going until sometime before his mom died, when he realized he might have put a bit too much effort into the sport. people don’t see boy flyers and pass it off, and one of his teams almost made it big. almost- neil’s mom made him mess up their last routine and they left shortly after crippling the squad’s chances at nationals

- neil never really cheered again after his mom died, but he sometimes watched the vixens’ routines, mentally noting their strengths and weaknesses and what they could do with them, but he never said anything because he only knew katelyn and… it’s katelyn

- no one knows about his cheer days. not even andrew. uNTIL

- one day neil is out running and hey look up ahead near the exy stadium it’s the vixens holding practice

- he’s totally just gonna go right by them because exy but then he hears some shouting

- as he gets closer he sees some guys trying to talk to the vixens. from the look of their body language and the girls’ tense stances, it’s not going well

- neil gets closer and hears some very rude and derogatory things being said

- he promptly tells them to fuck off, may have added a threat or two. the guys bail.

- the vixens tell him they had it covered but thanks anyway, and one is like “hey, you wanna have a real practice today?” like totally joking

- neil’s brain is like fuck it

-  “yeah sure can you guys fly me in a basket double twist”

- who are you and what have you done with our starting striker

- neil just basically joins their practice

- katelyn’s reaction was priceless

- not as priceless as andrew’s expression when he sees his boyfriend being thrown into the air by a bunch of cheerleaders on the way to practice

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Allura: Shiro, if you don’t lie still, your fever will-
Shiro: Matt! Dr. Ho-
Allura: Coran, help me hold him, he’s going to hurt himself.
Shiro: NO, MATT! RUN-
Pidge: I-it’s ok, Shiro. It’s me.
Shiro: Ma…att?
Pidge: Y-yeah. It’s Matt. 
Shiro: You gotta- Zar…
Pidge: You were just dreaming, Shiro. We’re at home. You’ve just got a fever. None of it was real.
Shiro: I… thought…
Pidge: I… I know, buddy. You were just having that nightmare again.
Shiro: You’re… al… right…
Pidge: Yeah, I’m all right. We’re all alright. 
Shiro: *squeezes Pidge’s hand*
Pidge: Get some rest, buddy.

So lately I’ve been sending sad Voltron hcs to my friends who got me into Voltron (lol yes, I’m a terrible person). This one is from:

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Hi guys! So someone recently told me my art is on Instagram! Which is weird! Because I definitely don’t remember putting it up there or being asked if it was ok to put up. So I just wanted to be clear: please don’t repost my art without permission. Don’t give other people permission to repost it. 

Stumbling upon your work on another person’s account is a terrible feeling. 

I’m glad my art makes you happy but that’s not a reason to screenshot it and post it on your own account. Not cool. 

I made an instagram account and asked a few of them to take my stuff down but there is a lot of art on here and here that I know hasn’t been run by the original artists.  

“But i’m giving the artist credit! That makes it ok!’

No.  If the artist hasn’t given you consent to post their work, it’s not ok.

Namjoon: So do you like my gift? 

Jin: You gave me a mutilated tomato. 

 Namjoon: It was a tomato rose! I cut it myself! 

 Jin: *pats Namjoon’s back* It’s the thought that counts.

so apparently lilliepokemonsunandmoon has hit 1000 followers so i wanna post to make sure everybody knows that you should not be following them or reblogging their posts; ALL of the artwork they have posted is stolen.

their blog hits a lot of art thief red flags - extremely inconsistent art style; way too many tags, none of which allude to a ‘my art’ tag; all captions are basically the same, boiling down to ‘i love this character!’ and never anything about the art itself; terrible jpeg qualities; none of the artwork has a signature on it, hinting at cropping; and none of it is sourced in any way.

please never, ever reblog fanart unless it was made by the original poster, OR they received explicit permission from the original artist to post it here. if it is neither by the op or there was no permission received, sourced or not, it is art thievery. do not support people like this.

i’m sure that lilliepokemonsunandmoon means well, but they are stealing all the artwork they post and you should not be following them or reblogging their posts, and i have no other way of contacting them to let them or everyone else know that what they are doing is wrong.

please reblog this so that more people know

ok so yall know how hockey players are known for being terrible actors? well what if when alicia and bob start dating alicia tries to give bob some acting lessons but it’s just horrible. bob stares straight into the camera, he messes up his lines, says no way to often in their little improv skits, and tries to slip in horrible dad jokes to make things less awkward but it just makes it even more awkward. alicia wants to be frustrated but she honestly cant stop laughing and is having the time of her life. she loves this dork so much. 

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Truthfully, I got into acting because I wanted to be in Star Wars — as a child I desperately wanted to leave our galaxy and spend the rest of my life onboard the Millennium Falcon. Things came crashing down when I realized my life goal was ever so slightly unrealistic; the next best thing was to become an actor. — Rahul Kohli

problematic parrish
  • gansey: *buys adam something he doesnt already have*
  • adam: FUCK YOU
  • gansey: b-but i thought you would like it
  • adam: I ABSOLUTELY ADORE IT
  • gansey: then-
  • adam: NO GANSEY I WILL NOT BE PITIED BY YOU. YOU KNEW I REALLY WANTED THAT AND YOU GOT ME IT!
  • gansey: thats the point-
  • adam: THE POINT IS THAT I DONT HAVE THAT ALREADY SO YOU ARE TREATING ME LIEK A JK
  • gansey: i know adam i am a terrible person pls forgive me
  • adam: *backflips* *punches wall*
  • ronan: lol hey
  • adam: ok i forgive u im fine
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We’re easy targets. Every single kid who was brought up like this is an easy target. It’s disgusting, because it’s interesting to grown adults that these kids go through weird things because they’re figuring out, ‘Do I like this? Do I love this? Maybe I love this person. Oh, I’m exposed to this, people are reporting my every move and this and that because of Instagram and Twitter and you can find out everything.’ There’s a difference between being a fan – there’s a difference between that and what you have to do. Because it’s, I don’t know, fun, maybe? It’s like watching a car crash as you’re driving past it. You want to watch it. I just have to be patient. It’s slowly dissolving the older I get. And I just have to be patient and make great things with quality, from producing to singing to acting. And one by one, I will be able to change the dialogue and people won’t care about everything that’s happened to me.

Like ok???? There was a serial killer in my town recently. he killed NINE people in 3 weeks, two of whom I had met. Until this kind of situation arises in your community, you might not know how terrible and heartbreaking it is. But hear me out.

I can’t stress this enough: the normalization of and desensitization to murders is fucking harmful. Serial killer aus, gang aus, and hitman aus are fucking harmful. Devaluing human life is bad writing and poor tact. Shock value is overused. You can do better.

The proof is right there, too– the fact that you think its acceptable to take beloved characters in children’s media and turn them into murderers shows the damage it does to people. Nobody should think that kind of thing is okay.

psa about “trigger jokes”

i know i made a post like this before but it was really just an anger-fueled rant and didn’t have a lot to back it up, so here goes

trigger jokes are not ok, do not make them and please don’t let other people think it’s ok to make them

i still have no idea why they’ve become this Thing that a large portion of people have latched onto. they sit on a similar level as autism jokes, depression jokes, anxiety jokes, physical disability jokes, etc – they’re all terribly invalidating to the people who actually live with any of these in their life. they’re not ok.

trigger jokes spit in the faces of anyone and everyone with ptsd and anyone that deals with trauma in general.

they’ve become so widely used that it’s become incredibly difficult for us to get taken as anything more than a joke, a punchline – sometimes even by therapists and other professionals, who are supposed to be Those People that we can always go to and be taken seriously by.

i know it’s easy to think it’s ok when there’s so many people that do it. don’t think i’m talking like i’m above y’all, i used to think it was ok too, even though i should’ve known it wasn’t.

but please, avoid making these jokes. if one of your friends makes one of these jokes, remind them not to. you never fully know just who you’re talking to, or what the whole of their experiences are.

you know what’s one of my favorite things about The Glass Scientists?

Jekyll’s always like

“oh no I’m such a terrible person I’m going to day-drink because I’m a mONstEr :(((”

and i mean

bro

you separated all your internal evil into a separate identity and it turned into:

^^THAT.^^

There it is. 100% of your inner darkness.

congrats, Henry, ALL of the bad you are capable of amounted to A Frizzy Little Shit.

you’re an ok person homeboy you can chill