you are old

My assessment of the Power Rangers
  • Jason: troubled cinnamon roll, too young to be having an existential crisis
  • Kimberly: sassy boss ass bitch with a mean streak
  • Zac: caring and crazy son of a gun
  • Trini: smol angry lesbian bean
  • Billy: protect my son at all costs
Dear most high school choir teachers

Just because they can hit the note doesn’t mean they should
For the love of Jesus make the altos sing louder
If you have a transboy let him wear a suit even if he’s a soprano
If you have a transgirl let her wear a dress even if she’s a bass
MAKE 👏 THEM 👏 SING 👏 ON 👏 PITCH👏
Just because they’re not professionals it doesn’t give you the right to let them suck
If a section or person can’t get it right don’t pray they will help them

(I wanted to draw this but eh)

many years later in the story of Ninjago

old man Lloyd: and that is how we saved Ninjago

Kid: [raises hand] excuse me Master Lloyd! Can I have a question?

old man Lloyd: Yes?

Kid: Why do you still sound like a 12 year old? Didn’t you grow older quickly because of that tea?

other kid: Yeah, shouldn’t your voice have a little change then?

other other kid: Didn’t your voice change when you were possessed by that ghost Morro?

old man Lloyd:

7

July 2016, Granite Falls


Heda threw the butt of her cigarette on the ground and used the tip of her combat boot to hide it between the tall grass under her feet. ‘Don’t smoke in front of the kids,’ said Shadow as she left and she realised it wasn’t a completely deranged notion. Her nicotine levels just didn’t have the time to make peace with it. Yet.

She lifted her overnight bag off the ground, watching an old, battered car crawl its way up the dirt path. She quirked an eyebrow, watching it sputter clouds of dark smoke before the engine gave up with a long, pitiful sigh. The door opened with a slight creak and a slim figure dressed in yellow summer dress exited the wreckage.

‘Heda! I’m so happy to see you!’ sang Laney happily, pulling a pastel pink suitcase off the passenger seat. She put it down next to her car, not bothering to lock it up before she rushed over to Heda and used her special Laney-fu moves to strangle the living hell out of her.

‘Hey there, Kerrigan!’ gasped Heda, pulling away slightly. ‘Why you driving a car wreck?’

‘Neat isn’t it? I bought it extra cheap!’

‘That thing cost something?!’

‘Har, har! Stop mocking my car and explain why a stranger called me in the dead of night begging me to come help out at out old childhood camp.’

Heda smirked. ‘Good question. She said something about…’

‘Money problems,’ called a soft, melodic voice from behind them. It was sweet and accented. They both turned toward it, spotting a short, blond woman with the biggest smile they have ever seen. ‘Hi! I’m Silvia. We spoke on the phone.’

‘Right,’ started Heda, shaking her hand. ‘What about the money problems?’

‘Well, the money – and most of luck – ran out for this camp. It was supposed to be closed down last summer, but my hubby and me decided to save it. Last summer we barely did and this summer… Well, there is no money left to pay the salaries. We hoped we could get some of the old campers to volunteer. You see, My daughter has been going here since she was two years old. Seeing it closed would break her heart.’

Heda looked over at Laney. She had tears in her wide eyes as she glanced back, bottom lip quivering. ‘Right,’ sighed the other woman, shaking her head. ‘And why call us?’

Silvia quirked an amused brow. ‘Well, you are a famous rock star and you,’ she pointed at Laney, ‘are driving around the world, collecting stories. It’s bound to shine a spotlight at us.’

Hed looked back at Laney, who bit into her bottom lip, considering it. ‘So, whatcha sayin’, Kerrigan? Up for a few weeks of dirt, bugs and unpaid labour?’

‘Sounds heavenly! Which shack are we staying at?’


Laney belongs to @something-wicked-sims​ (as most of you know :D) 


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I am going to be focusing on my finals for rest of this month. I am feeling less and less like a real artists so I wanted to share some of my favorite recent digital drawings.
Considering how far I have come, I am very proud of my use of color, I think that has improved greatly.

I’ll resume regular uploads in April.
Thank you again for frequenting my blog, you all give me more inspiration than you know.

Imagine Toy Story but with those expensive anime / video game figurines

Sasako…wearing glasses…