finally-learning-it-though

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I HAVE BEEN HOARDING THIS TALL/SHORT POST IN MY DRAFTS FOR SO LONG. SO FUCKING LONG. you have no clue. and now I finally realized I have the opportunity to use the idea, thank you kagehina!
@caneck-i’s christmas ship request

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Damian + kids his own age (ft. Nell Little, Maps Mizoguchi, Colin Wilkes and Maya Ducard)

One of the things I’m most loving in the New 52 is seeing Damian interact with kids his own age, like Maya and Maps, and even start forming friendships. I still miss Colin, though

My little demon baby finally learned to form (sort of) normal relationships with kids his own age! I’m so proud. <3

(Also, check out how non-whitewashed he is in the more recent comics! THIS PLEASES ME SO MUCH.)

Claudia and Noah Stilinski

Ok, so even though I’m so excited that we finally learned Mieczyslaw “Stiles” Stilinski’s real name, can we take a moment to acknowledge the absolute tragedy of Noah having to lose his wife literally all over again. He had to totally admit to himself that she wasn’t real, knowing that he would be losing her again, so that he could remember Stiles. I honestly thinks it’s the most tragic moment I’ve ever seen on teen wolf Plus! How does he tell Stiles that his mother came back because I think when he finds out it’s going to completely shatter him - especially because he’s always blamed himself for her death and won’t finding out that his being erased from reality brought her back just confirm that in his mind?!?!! Just too many feels TW!

Originally posted by stileslife17

i think… i’m actually going to pull the trigger.. . this hellsite stresses me out so much. i haven’t even been on this blog for a WEEK but i can’t stop thinking about all the iron fist discourse. i’m not sure whether i’m going to delete completely yet because i have like 5 sideblogs that i’m very attached to and i kinda want to keep this up as an archive. but i definitely need some time off because it’s come to the point in which i hate everything.. diana goodman summed it perfectly: “when the world that once had color, fades to white and grey and black, when tomorrow terrifies you but you’ll die if you look back” i’m so hypercritical of anything i start to like and i’m sure that i probably have 5 ulcers now

if we’re mutuals feel free to ask for my snapchat/kik

I actually really liked how this turned out, despite my difficulty grasping digital media. I mean… I basically just paint and it takes forever. I feel like I’m finally learning some new things, though! 

Aldebaran, art, and design © me! Ren fair monsters © Hauket.

vimeo

maybe finally i can learn how to play an instrument

He allowed himself one last kiss, scraping his teeth against Jemma’s lower lip and causing her to gasp sharply against his mouth, as he raised his pistol towards the door.

When the door burst open, the lock shattering into pieces against the rotten boards, Jemma was still holding holding tightly onto Fitz…

- Wait Out the Sun by @agentverbivore

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In his first year at Hogwarts, Harry saw his family in the Mirror. His parents, aunts and uncles, grandparents and cousins. He wanted a family to which he could belong.

In his second year at Hogwarts, everyone was afraid of him. The parselmouth, they called him. The heir of Slytherin. Late one night, he stumbled upon the Mirror once more. He stepped in front of it, hoping for just a glimpse of his parents smiling down on him. Instead, he saw a man with brown hair and a lion’s grin at his shoulder. He was the heir of Godric Gryffindor.

In his third year at Hogwarts, the Mirror appeared to him the night before he’d be sent back to the Dursley’s. He sat for hours watching himself and Sirius bustle around a small house together. He wished he could have that sort of home.

In his fourth year at Hogwarts, he searched for the Mirror in an attempt to learn how the golden egg worked. When he finally found it, though, he didn’t see his clue for the Second Task. He saw himself in the stand, cheering on the Hogwarts champion along with Hermione and Ron.

In his fifth years at Hogwarts, it appeared in the Room of Requirement on a particularly bad day. Harry was in a foul mood and didn’t want to see whatever the Mirror wanted to show him. When he moved into position, his mood became even worse when he saw Cedric alive and well, laughing cheerfully next to him. He kicked the glass so hard there was a large crack that ran up its middle.

In his sixth year at Hogwarts, he found the Mirror on the first day of lessons during a free period. He stood on one side of the crack and let the tears fall as Sirius and his parents appeared on the other. He almost kicked it again.

After the final battle ended, the Mirror appeared in Dumbledore’s office. For the last time, Harry looked to see what it had to show him. He was confused when he saw Ginny, Hermione, and Ron standing around him until he felt Ginny’s arm circle his waist. With his friends at his side, he left the Mirror for good, knowing that he finally had everything he wanted.