Heard some important information on Twitter today, and thought I’d post it here for anyone who may not have heard it. This is actually a thing, devised by human rights organisation called Karma Nirvana.
Reblog to save a life?
If I don’t see him say ‘yee-haw’ in the new series at least once, I’m throwing hands.
Btw, these were done in one day, so my hand is SUFFERING
this idea came to me in the shower and I actually doubled over because I was laughing so hard
im down to clown
clown fucker pride!
purple - the creativity and colorfulness of clowns
pink - the rosey cheeks
red - lust
yellow - the joy clowns bring
blue - the wisdom clowns hold
10/10 im wet
lance tangoed in. ’allí es mi papí caliente. hola keith’
keith leaned forward, “oppa voltron style” he whispered sexily in korean.
keith said something in korean (A/N: i don’t know korean make soemthign up).
“ohhhh keith mi amante” the caramel blue pilot said, wrapping his yaoi arms around keith’s tiny asian body.
suddenly lance whipped his head arojnd. ‘its Coming’ he said.
“何ですか?"said shiro.
allura walked in. the light shone on her chocolate skin. her mocha colored hands flew to her mouth.
keith cried in korean.
hunk walked in. ‘who wants food’ he said in hawaiian. (i don’t really remember a lot about hunk lol!!! who is he again)
“oh mierda allura i was trying to seducir keith ” lance yelled in a sexy latin way.
keith collapsed onto the floor, “모든 알려진 법률에 따르면 항공, 벌이 없다. 날 수 있어야합니다. 그 날개는 너무 작아서 뚱뚱한 작은 몸을 땅에서 떨어 뜨리지 못합니다.” he cried out, his kimchi hitting the floor like la chancla on lance’s face back on earth. keith lay on the floor, his phone ringing out his favorite kpop song: oppa gangnam style.
lance cried, cuban tears streaming down his face. “keith mi amor te muriaste demasiado pronto” he said, eating a burrito.
“allura this is all your culpa” lance said, in spanish for the last bit.
allura’s mocha brown starbucks hot chocolate hand was on her face. “Oh no!! I didn’t mean to!” but it was too late. keith was already muerto (that’s spanish for dead)
coran fell out of the vents speaking australian. “im going to pop on over to the tiddlywinks and have a cuppa with a few of th’ lads since i have shilling or two” coran said.
“何 the fuck” shiro said.
keith cried korean tears, “i’m 죄송합니다, lance” he cried. “but at least i got to 주사위 here with you, listening to my favorite kpop song because i am korean, oppa gangnam style.”
keith oppa gangnam styled his way to space korea heaven, lance crying into his taco.
“ファックあなた all, “shiro said. “i 大嫌い you”
a collaborative effort with @uranohoshi
i am not joking we need to force teach cooking in schools. like. it is an essential thing for survival. do you know how easy it is to make things if you know even the bare bones shit about how cooking works. we need to teach teenagers how far you can take an onion and some other veggies it’’s sad that people grow up not knowing how to prepare literally anything. and i’m not talking about oh this home ed class taught me how to make chicken nuggets at home i’m talking about learning the balancing of sweetness and acidity and saltiness and bitterness and shit like that and techniques and oil temperatures and how meats cook. it needs to be taught because it’s literally not even that difficult and it matters so much
all the tips I found for drawing a fantasy map are like :) “here’s a strategy to draw the land masses! here’s how to plot islands!” :) and that’s wonderful and I love them all but ??? how? do y'all decide where to put cities/mountains/forests/towns I have my map and my land but I’m throwing darts to decide where the Main Citadel where the Action Takes Place is
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