sass here

  • James : Nice to meet you I'm James Potter, son of Fleamont and Euphemia, also known as Prongs, chaser in the Gryffindor Quidditch team, Headboy and this is my friend-
  • Sirius *cuts him off*: Sirius Black, but in fact I'm white, huge family disappointment, queen of sass, prettiest bitch around here, good doggo, heartbreaker, Remus Lupin's best girl
  • James : ...
  • Sirius : Yeah and a star was named after me once
  • James : You were named after the star, padfoot
  • Sirius : That's what they want you to believe
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Heyah guys ! 

This one took me way too long to draw (and i’m not a huge fan of it. The drawings are really meh XD).

The previous “What Should You Watch”:

-Lost [X]    

-Wynonna Earp [X]

-In The Flesh [X]


And once again, if you have questions about the shows or suggestions etc… my ask box is open.

NO

NONONONONO

ASLDKFJS;L I JUST WATCHED THE VERY LAST EPISODE OF HANNIBAL

THE LAST AND I CANT BELIEVE IT

SO MANY THINGS WERE HAPPENING IN THE LAST FIVE MINUTES AND I KNEW IT COULD NEVER END IN A SATISFYING WAY AND I SAW THE CLIFFHANGER COMING FROM FIVE BAZILLION MILES AWAY AND I KEPT WATCHING AND NOW I’M LITERALLY SCREAMING

HOW THE FUCK COULD THEY MANAGE TO GET SHOT AND STABBED AND FALL OFF A FUCKING CLIFF AND ASLKFJAS;LK AND THE THING RIGHT BEFORE THEY FELL WAS THE GAYEST SHIT IVE EVER SEEN IT WAS GLORIOUS AND FRANCIS WHY DID HE HAVE TO DIE AND AAAAAAAACKJH

WHEN

TELL ME WHEN 

IS THE NEXT SEASON COMING

I NEED IT

paramountie  asked:

Baze/Chirrut & 48!

Rampage, from this meme.  Set in this verse.

Clutching his chest, Chirrut dramatically fell back among the wreckage of Saya’s rampage. A foam block dug into his back, and he shifted to dislodge it.

“Papa,” Saya chided.

“Right, right, sorry,” Chirrut said, and laid back down. “Dead monsters don’t move.”

The unmistakable sound of Baze climbing the stairs was accompanied by the sharp, fragant smell of delicately fried fish. He must have stopped at the Mon Calamari shop in the southern quarter of the city. The meet was supposed to take place in the eastern district. A change in venue never boded well.

“Papa!” Saya shrieked as the door open.

“What did we talk about?” Baze asked, setting aside the food in order to scoop Saya up.

“Sometimes I’m too loud,” she obediently recited. “I need to be mound—

“Mindful of others, especially your poor tired fathers,” Baze said.. There was a pause in which Chirrut assumed Baze was looking over him. “Are you still dead?”

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