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Lord of Thorns (Final Chapter)

This is our Last Chapter together, babes, thank you for coming along this crazy journey with me!
This Chapter starts out rough, but I promise it gets better.

Catch up on the ADDITIONAL CHAPTERS HERE

Thanks to everyone for reading and commenting and filling my ask box, I love my readers!!

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“You loved him.” Harry said in disbelief, the gun hanging loosely from his hand. “He was hideous, soulless, literally the scary stories we tell the children, and you loved him. How could you love him and not me?”

“Why would you do this?” Peter asked, shaking his head in shock. “How could you– Harry why? Why? So what if I loved him? So what? We were happy here, by ourselves, and you ruined it. You ruined everything. Why? Because I don’t want you? Did you think killing my–my– did you think taking him from me would change my mind about you?”

“I was trying to rescue you.” Harry said, narrowing his eyes. “You should be thanking me. I can all this way to save you and you’re acting like a brat.”

Peter stared, just stared at him in complete disbelief. “No you weren’t trying to rescue me! You have this crazy idea that I’ll ever want you and I won’t!” His voice rose as he got angrier. “You weren’t here to rescue me! You were just being vengeful.” Peter snapped. “You think I should thank you? I should throw you over that balcony and let your body rot on the–”

He stopped talking abruptly when something like a windstorm swept through the room, the curtains blowing wildly, the lighter pieces of furniture shifting and sliding over the floors.

“What’s going on?” Harry asked nervously, and Peter wiped at his eyes.

“You pissed the castle off.” He said, and smiled just the tiniest bit. “You made them mad.”

“Made who mad?” Harry demanded.

The Master is gone.
Harry jerked back when the voices filled the room, their volume nearly to screeching.
The Prince is dead. You took him from us!
The intruder took our Prince!
You will die for this!

“What the fuck is going on?” Harry ducked, when the voices grew louder, seeming to swirl around him. The wind got stronger, louder, howling through the room. Books were being ripped off the shelves, drawers opening and closing on the dresser, the covers from the bed being jerked into the air and sent flying. “Pete what is this? What is this??”

“The castle is cursed, Harry.” Peter hunched his shoulders against the storm, watching Harry flailing his arms around, trying to push away the noise. The voices were screaming, cursing at Harry, and he backed away, but they followed, pushing him towards the balcony as he tried to get away. “And you pissed them off.”

“Pete make them stop!” Harry yelled. “Make them stop! Peter!”

You will die for this
Look away young master
He will die for this
You don’t want his death staining your soul
The Master needs your pure heart so we will do it
Look away look away
He will die for this and all he did to you
Look away

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happy birthday to my dear friend risu! (@risusgarbage)
here’s a cute drawing of our sibling zelink fanchildren ivy and ancel ;; cause i love them and there’s nothing i enjoy more than spend hours and hours making headcanons and aus about these two with you! i have so many fond memories of developing these two over the years, i hope we can come up with even more angsty headcanons/aus for them!

hope you have a rad birthday! ALSO i decided to make a BONUS:

our sibling hildavio fanchildren too! lmao fiori and lancel! clearly the zelink kids inherited dad’s love for adventuring while the hildavio kids are all about rupees like their bunny dad lmao

ALSO ivy and fiori (the girls) belong to my friend risu!
while ancel and lancel (the boys) belong to me! (lmao i’m so original with the names)

Barug, Mindanao!

The more you show you’re afraid of Satan, the more it feels superior over you. So please be wary, show them you have the Omnipotent God with you.


“Be strong and do not fear; your God will come. He will come with vengeance; with divine retribution, He will come to save you.” Isaiah 35:4


Show your courage. You are not just anyone, you’re God’s children! You are loved. Trust Him in good times. Trust Him in bad. Trust Him with all your heart!


“The Lord is with me, I will not be afraid. What can mere mortals do to me?“ Psalms 118:6

anonymous asked:

Hi Alice, odd question but: Do you believe asexuals belong in the LGBT community? I have a friend who identifies this way, but as a trans girl, I'm struggling to understand how she has to go through the same things as an LGBT person by being asexual. And struggle aside, I don't even see how asexuality is THAT different from heterosexuality, just with more... hesitation!? Maybe this sounds rude, but I know you've written about asexual people etc, and I wondered what you thought. No shade intended

Hi there. I’m glad you reached out to me about this because you must have really upset your friend by saying stuff like this to them.

It’s easy to see why not only cishet people, but also LGBT+ people, think that asexuality is fake. The world is awash with sex and sexual attraction. It’s everywhere. And everyone is supposed to want it and feel it. It’s so extremely normalised that the idea that someone could be literally UNABLE to feel sexual attraction is, to many people, absolutely bizarre and a joke.

Even if you acknowledge that asexuality is real, it’s also easy to see why you would be so quick to reject and get angry at asexual people who call themselves LGBT+. Because asexual people are not like you, are they. Unless they are trans, asexuals don’t have gender troubles, and unless they experience same-gender romantic attraction, asexuals don’t experience same-gender attraction! Lesbian, bi, gay etc people can all be joined together in their experience of same gender attraction, and all trans folks, binary and non binary, can be joined together in their experience of feeing a disconnect from their assigned birth gender.

The result? No one wants asexuals near them. People can’t relate. No one else feels the way asexuals do and people don’t think they should be part of the group. They’re not the same as you.

But oh god, they are not allowed in the cishet club either.

The first thing you need to try and unlearn is that asexuality is in any way similar to heterosexuality. It’s not. It’s so, so fucking not. It’s painful how different it feels to be asexual compared to being heterosexual. Telling an ace person that asexuality isn’t ‘THAT different from heterosexuality’ is about as accurate as saying being gay isn’t ‘THAT different from heterosexuality’. Being asexual means you do not experience sexual attraction, ever. EVER. And while that might seem easy to you, it’s an extremely painful and terrifying thing to learn about yourself, in a world where everyone is expected to have an array of sexual experiences, fall in love, get married, and anyone who doesn’t do that is strange and a freak.

Learning you are asexual can be terrifying. When you realise you’ve never had a crush, when all your friends have had ten each, you are terrified. When you pass the age where people have started dating and having sex and you still feel nothing - NOTHING - you are terrified. When you think about ever falling in love and the idea disgusts you, or you think about falling in love and you crave it, god you CRAVE it, but you know you can’t ever feel that, you are terrified. When you realise you will never be able to enjoy a normal romantic/sexual relationship, the ones full of passion like you see in the movies, and people will reject you because you can’t fancy them in that way, and there’s a higher chance for you than anyone else that you will simply die alone, without love, without children - you are terrified.

You think being ace is the same as heterosexuality? You think it’s an easy thing to learn about yourself? Explain the terror, then. I’m all ears.

The fact you see asexuality as 'hesitation’ is really horrifying to me. Asexuals aren’t attracted to the opposite gender but 'hesitant’ to act on it. Asexuals DO NOT feel attraction. To anyone. It’s not a choice. It’s not a way of life. It’s not the same as celibacy out of choice, or being a 'prude’, or waiting till marriage. It is ingrained in you, just like being gay is, just like being trans is. It is a part of you that no matter how hard you try to will it away, no matter how hard you try to persuade yourself otherwise, you cannot help it. You DO NOT feel attracted to ANYONE.

And in saying all this, I fully acknowledge that asexuals do not experience the extent of oppression that other LGBT+ folks do. There are no laws regarding asexuality. Lesbian, gay, bi, trans, and other LGBT+ folks no doubt experience a higher level and intensity of systematic oppression to asexuals, more frequently go through hard experiences due to their orientation or gender. But since when did being LGBT+ become a competition for 'who’s the most oppressed’? Is that what LGBT+ is? You’re only allowed in the club if you’re 'oppressed enough’? If you’re 'gay enough’? If you’re 'trans enough’?

If you need persuading that asexuals do experience their own form of oppression, though, consider the number of asexuals who are coerced into sex in order to 'fix’ them. Consider the emotional pain that I have already discussed, of feeling that there is something fundamentally wrong and gross about you because you feel attracted to no one. Consider the number of asexuals who are hounded or emotionally abused by their families for failing to find partners. Consider the number of asexuals who force themselves to have sexual experiences, because it is the norm, because they don’t even know what asexuality is, because THEY think that they are just 'hesitant’, despite finding sex disgusting and feeling no desire to do it. Do you really think asexuals are just running around, free and happy and content in who they are? They aren’t. I’m not.

So go ahead. Cast aside asexuals if you want. Call them attention-seeking, call them special snowflakes. Ignore the pain they feel. Make them go through it alone, in pain, terrified of what they are. Why on earth would the LGBT+ community be a place to support people like that!?

Messages like the one you have just sent me gives me further reason to never talk about that part of myself. To just sit and cry about it at home day after day because I do not like myself. Because I feel that nobody will accept me or understand who I am. I could list the number of things people have said to me to discredit and laugh at this part of myself, but it’s people like you who make me embarrassed to talk about it, too scared to own a label and talk about it freely and openly.

I thought, going into this, that the LGBT+ community was one of total respect, understanding, and empathy. I learnt pretty quickly that it is not.

I send love to your asexual friend. I really, really do.

Disclaimer: I am very aware of the nuances of asexuality, of the differences between romantic/aesthetic/sexual attraction, but sadly it seems that many people can’t even grasp the basic concept of asexuality, so I don’t quite think they’re ready for that yet.

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“I used to dream about escaping my ordinary life, but my life was never ordinary. I had simply failed to notice how extraordinary it was. Likewise, I never imagined that home might be something I would miss.” - Ransom Riggs, Miss Peregrine’s home for peculiar children. 

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The Baudelaire’s refusal to be grateful for their unfortunate events seemed like such a good message for kids - so I made a thing.

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Why Jared Mees as Chaotic Good?

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If you want more explanations/evidence for bands lmk

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All this is @akeemi-life ’s fault ! 

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Rejoice, and be exceeding glad; for great is your reward in fandom.

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“I love you all the way past the moon, around Jupiter, around Luke’s planet, and back to earth. Thanks Lilianna DiGiacomo! (Art inspired by "The Little Prince”)