sirius gets a baby girl and names her orange and he’s just so happy and proud and he tells everyone he meets hey this is orange, she’s the new black
you have no idea how angry this makes me
and when sirius dies she will be the orphan black
REAL TALK IF THERES A FIRE AT MY SCHOOL I AM NOT WALKING IN AN ORDERLY FASHION AND THEN GETTING MY NAME MARKED OFF IM RUNNING FOR MY LIFE AND IM TAKING MY GOD DAMN BAG WITH ME
one time there was an unscheduled fire alarm and i just happened to have my bag on my shoulder when it went off so my teacher made me go back into what, to his knowledge, was a burning building so i could put my bag back
And here we have a perfect example of how the school system values rules and regulations over the actual lives of the fucking students. Reminds me of when there was a bomb threat in my high school and they had the kids who were in gym class change back into their uniforms before they were allowed to evacuate.
So, let me guess— you just started a new book, right? And you’re stumped. You have no idea how much an AK47 goes for nowadays. I get ya, cousin. Tough world we live in. A writer’s gotta know, but them NSA hounds are after ya 24/7. I know, cousin, I know. If there was only a way to find out all of this rather edgy information without getting yourself in trouble…
You’re in luck, cousin. I have just the thing for ya.
It’s called Havocscope. It’s got information and prices for all sorts of edgy information. Ever wondered how much cocaine costs by the gram, or how much a kidney sells for, or (worst of all) how much it costs to hire an assassin?
I got your back, cousin. Just head over to Havocscope.
((PS: In case you’re wondering, Havocscope is a database full of information regarding the criminal underworld. The information you will find there has been taken from newspapers and police reports. It’s perfectly legal, no need to worry about the NSA hounds, cousin ;p))
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I’ve never been more emotional about any social media post in my entire life
UPDATE: guys Beth Broderick tweeted yesterday that this Salem is THE SAME SALEM!!! He’s 20 years old man!!!! 20!
That Salem is still kicking is all I care about.
hey, all. nicc here.
i’ve been holding back from making this post for a long time, mostly out of guilt and uncertainty over the validity of my situation & the fact that i already owe people so much already, but things have gotten so bad that i just. i couldn’t hold it off anymore, i’m so sorry. i don’t want to bug or pester anyone, but i’m going to be upfront here: i really need some help.
you can find a detailed description of whats been going on in my life here. for a summarized version…
i’m a 20-year-old queer student living with my father and my emotionally abusive mother. i have a job that only gives me 4 hours a week and pays minimum wage; i go to two colleges at once, including art school, so a second part-time job isn’t possible for me right now. i do commissions on the side, but even then, i can barely cover my bills and gas and everything else i need right now.
my mom invalidates my gender, has threatened to kick me out, gaslights me, and withholds money from me to an extent where i am in credit card debt up to my ears (not all her fault, but contributing) and i am in no position to move out. i need my car, which is under her insurance, in order to go to school and work; taking public transit is too expensive, and my schools and work are so far from each other that i wouldn’t be able to find a place to live outside of that.
my mom is a danger to my mental health, which i have worked VERY hard to keep managable. i’m terrified of regressing to points i’ve been at previously, and that terrifies me. i’m literally terrified of. of being like that again.
i hate this. i hate…having to ask for help, having to admit that i need it. but here i am. i’m taking commissions to help get some extra funds, but if you don’t feel like doing that, i have a donate link set up on my blog as well.
i really appreciate you taking the time to read this! even if you can’t commission or donate, a signal boost would be awesome, but only if you want to.
again, thanks, and sorry. again. for having to do this. i hope you all understand that i wouldn’t do this if i had any other choice.
*walks up to literally any couple* so which one of you is the scientist and which one is the radio host
u right tho..white privilege just some tumblr bullshit..def. not applicable in the real world..damn
She was supposed to be the next Magical Girl, but the dog touched the magical artifact first!
Now she has to help her pet fight evil and also prevent it from flying all over the place in search of bacon.
Inspired by a goofy skype conversation and not a real thing ;0
I feel bad for Cecil. I was trying to think of what he could be doing to vent some frustration, and ‘drunkenly talking back to Carlos’ voice mails’ came to mind after a discussion at work.
ARE THESE SKELETONS HOMO GAYS???? I DO NOT SEE A BONE TITTY I AM UNCOMFOTRABLE
There’s been a lot of discussion about how Carlos is being kind of irresponsible and selfish by not looking for the Doors… but I’m more inclined to believe that Carlos has been looking for the Doors, and there just aren’t any Doors left to find. So Carlos babbles on about Science instead of admitting this to Cecil, because he can’t bear to worry Cecil with the thought that he might be stuck in the desert forever.
Oh god yes this is another thing that is very probable. Not wanting to worry Cecil would be bad enough on its own, but I’m sure being unable to find anything after all these weeks would be wearing him down mentally and emotionally.
Ok, so, I’ve been wanting to do this for a while and finally got around to it. I liked the idea of Elsa singing a short reprise of “Do You Want to Build a Snowman” when Ana is frozen solid at the end of the movie like they were apparently planning to do, but I thought it’d be neater if it mirrored Ana’s bit earlier on.
The point of this was more to practice the difference between tired, emotionally exhausted sadness and more frantic, about to have a breakdown sadness. I think I did pretty good for a first try. (Ok these were my picks of each part after recording about a dozen of each but still). Here’s the altered bit for Elsa, in case my enunciation is off:
Ana! Come on, you must be in there
I promise to tell you where I’ve been
Now I have courage; well, I’m trying to
And I’ll be here for you, I swear I’ll let you in
We only had each other, now it’s just me
What am I gonna do?
Do you want to build a snowman?
Please, just help me build a snowman
One last time
My dog loves bananas, so I share them with him. If he catches you eating one without offering to share he starts crying :(
You aren’t creeping, messages are awesome! I noticed a bunch of reblogs from you 8D Hello friend!