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Greek Gods Incorrect Quotes 24

Apollo: *Dreamily* I wish I had the ability to make boys really nervous.

Artemis: Holding a hunting knife to their neck usually does the trick for me.

we had one and i can confirm they do make a fun sound :3

Such a satisfying sound when you hit someone with it

leek now

@herarcadewasteland

Sibling Shenanigans: Pluto is valid

During an arguement with my sister:

Me: Pluto is a planet

Sister: Not scientifically

Me: PLUTO IS VALID LIKE MY FEELINGS

Sister: And how many people care about your feelings

Sibling Shenanigans

Me: I will never be able to wash away my sins.

My Brother (deadpan): That's why we use soap.

I love the duality of my family because we will be agruing about the justifyibilty of Wynonna shooting a man in the back to idmediately shuting the fuck up for a wayhaught proposal and engagement and then idmediately go back to arguing again.

Me, telling my brother about my day: My blood was stolen from me today

My mom: FOR THE LOVE OF GOD SPEAK LIKE A NORMAL PERSON. *to my brother* The doctor did bloodwork

Have some highlights from my last dungeon and dragons session:

Me (the DM) describing the stoneskin spell: You watch as he becomes rock hard

My table full of my cis het brothers: uncontrolable laughter

*After five minutes and everyone calms down*

Druid: Keep going, *muffled giggle* the bard got hard and then what?

*My table loses it again*

Paladin: *Rolls five nat 20s in a row*

Also Paladin: *Doesn't roll higher then a ten during the entire combat*

*My Druid Brother nat 20ing his way into inventing a new npc* : I want to find the prisoner who has been here the longest

Me (DM): You see a haggard half elf

Brother: I hand him some food and tell him the revolution has begun

Me: Roll persuasion

B: Nat 20

Me: shit He nods and tells you "I am with you brother"

B: Whats his name?

Me *while quickly trying to make basic stats for this unplanned npc*: His name..is Oliver.?

B: okay........Does he have a hat?

Me:..............no

*later during combat during Olivers turn*

B: What are you rolling?

Me: Percentile dice

B: HE IS A WILD MAGE?!?

Me *lying through my teeth*: Uh Yes

B: OH HE IS SO COOL

Thus Oliver the wild mage was born

Reynold: *Screams* Penelope: *Screams louder to assert dominance* Yvonne: Should we do something?! Derrick, observing: No, I want to see who wins this.

Incorrect Quotes!

Derrick: Okay, help me, please! 


Reynold: Got two words for you. 


Derrick: I bet they won't be helpful.


Reynold: Your problem.


Derrick: I was right

Another head canon! But make it a family one!

The rest of the Eckarts at some point start to be really enthralled by Penelope’s hair because all of them have straight hair, and hers is fricking magenta and curly and it looks as soft as a cloud.

Yvonne is always like- ‘can I play with your hair’ ‘can I touch your hair’ it’s so fluffy and she can’t get enough- and always does small braids or just puts little flowers here and there. Penny lets her because Yvonne asks her first, and she’s soft for her sister.

Reynold plays with Penny’s hair mostly to annoy her. She has some small curls, and he definitively stretches them and lets them go watching the curly hair strand bounce, or just randomly takes a few strands and throws them in the air while saying ‘weee’ (he does this with Yvonne too). He definitively enjoys the soft feeling of her hair, but wouldn’t admit it out loud. She ends up smacking his hand away telling him to knock it off, and from there the two start bickering.

Derrick doesn’t really play with her hair like the other two do- but he sometimes pats her head. She just goes like ‘I’m not a child- why are you patting my head’ but doesn’t smack his hand away like she does with Reynold.

Even the duke pats and rubs her head from time to time but she doesn’t complain about him.

(Reminder that in my head canons the rest of the Eckharts aren’t shitty and that Yvonne isn’t possessed)

Yvonne: Hewwo! I will be youw suwgeon today! Intewnal bweeding you say? Let’s make ouw fiwst wittle incision.

Reynold: Dowcto, wewre loswing him!

Yvonne: Quick! Hand me the defibwiwatow!

Derrick: Please, turn off my fucking life support.

Judge: How do you plead?

Reynold: *looks at his lawyer aka Derrick*

Derrick: *mouths “not guilty”*

Reynold: Hot milky.

Derrick: *bangs head against the desk* For fuck’s sake, just lock him up.

[In a courtroom]

Reynold: *whispering to Derrick*

Derrick: This has nothing to do with the case.

Reynold: Just ask!

Derrick: *sighs and looks at judge* Do you think he’s cute? Be honest.

REMEMBER THE ROVOROSKII HAMSTER !

This is me btw if you even care

(that is what @perroulisses said, do you agree?)

Not you being yeasts mitotic organisms hahaha

Are you and @iroissleepdeprived the same person?

We're the result of a single cell organism that went on partenogenesis

we also share one braincell that we barely use

isn't it? @iroissleepdeprived

Short Excerpt

Title: N/A

Word count: 622

Characters: Beatrice Blue & Steven Universe

Warnings: Fluff, and brother sister bonding?

Notes: It’s just an excerpt from something I don’t think I’ll finish. I think I need a writing buddy.

———

“Ba ba ba, ba ba ba, bah-dum!”

Down the road aways, pushed back from the suburban borrows, by the coastal headland just a few hard from the cove, on little girl was hard at work.

Stealthily on her tiptoes she began to approach the room two doors down from hers. She quietly opened the door. The room was silent save for the repetitious hum Let the space hear, and her own low humming of her self made theme song. She crawled like an arachnid superhero over the over the objects that littered the floor. She picked her way across the shag carpet, trying not to step on anything that could possibly make noise or break under her weight.

Once she sat at the base of the bed she slipped beneath the frame to the other side. She using the end table she climbed up to the shelve that hung above the mattress. Her eyes twitched as she readied herself to jump on the mass bellow. She wiggled her little butt and sprang into action while shouting.

“Gotcha!” She giggled madly, wrapping her arms around the mound beneath the sheets. It took her a minute before the realization hit her. She drew back all the covers until she stood alone in a mess of sheets. “Ah nuggets,” she pouted.

“Hmm?” Before she knew it a translucent wall of pink rose up from below trapping her in bubble. “Hey!” She screeched. She folded her arms over her chest with a huff. There was only one person she knew who could bubble her. The bifold closet doors slid open and out strode her older brother, looking all to smug.

Steven folding his arms over his chest snickered.

“Sorry Bea not this time.”

Beatrice slapped her palms against the bubble casing. “How’d you know I was coming?” She knew her pithy slaps wouldn’t do anything to free her but it was a good way of expressing her frustration.

Steven chuckled gently kneeling in front of the bed where his sister was bubbled. “You do this every time I sleep over.”

Bea’s nose crinkled ever so slightly as she pondered what he told her. “Oh yeah,” she beamed. Her mood immediately brightened and she began to bounce up and down. “I feel, I feel like a gerbil in here. Hey can-“ One second she was happily bouncing, the next her face was flat the thin shell of pink bubble being the only thing separating it from the carpet.

“Beatrice!”

The blonde just shook her head and turned to her brother a dopey grin plastered on her freckled face. “Can I go to breakfast like this?” Her eyes, Steven could swear, they were shaped like stars. “I want to run into stuff.”

Steven rolled his eyes, “weirdo.” Her eyes were so big, so bright he couldn’t resist, “Fine.” Beatrice pumped her fist in the air. Already out the door, heading for the kitchen down the hall Steven called her.

“Come on, gerbil.”

Oh no the baby is so scared he really thought he killed his little brother 😦

it’s just a prank bro