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vorpalgirl  asked:

Since you're US-based, I'd like to run this thought past you: I don't know if you're into Harry Potter much but I keep thinking about the canon fact that supposedly the USA only has, implication is ever had, ONE wizarding school in the vein of Hogwarts (Ilvermorny, for reference - East Coast, North); do you find this to seem a little implausible, given if nothing else the historical regional splits and cultural differences in our country? Because I'm wondering how to reconcile that in fic. :\

Oh man, I have a solid hour-long rant about how implausible Ilvermorny is. There is just so much suspension of disbelief (plus an utter lack of historical knowledge) that JK Rowling was depending on for that school, and none of it worked for me.

First of all, you’re 100% on track with the issues around regional splits and cultural differences. The US is huge. Like, it’s [number 3 on the list of largest countries by land mass], which JK Rowling definitely did not take into consideration, from both a technical and cultural standpoint. Going off of the knowledge we have from HP canon, there are limited ways for families to travel: most don’t seem to want to apparate with their children, floo powder and portkeys are logistical nightmares for the Ministry, and brooms are expensive and not feasible for long distances. But a train to Ilvermorny could take days, if not a good week depending on where you’re from (I’m not even going to touch Alaska and Hawai’i here). Also, the Appalachians are relatively easy mountains to climb for even semi-experienced hikers. If you want a school up in the mountains out of the reach of Muggles, put it in the Rockies or up on Denali.

From a cultural perspective… America is split into very distinct cultural regions, and each of those regions has smaller, less distinct parts dividing them. I will say that sending all magical children to the same school would be great for diversity (so many different people in one place! Sharing knowledge and experiences! Learning about people from outside their limited scope! It’s the breeding ground for tolerance and peace!), and that, given English wizards history with being willing to send all their kids to one school, it’s likely they would be willing to, they just may not be physically able to.

But, this brings another issue up… America is not just English descendants. For one, we have to take the Native tribes into consideration. Now, Rowling’s claim is that Native wizards did not hide. I have two points of contention to this: 1) You cannot claim anything universally with Native peoples. At the moment, there are over 500 federally recognized tribes, but before the English colonialists arrived, there were so, so much more. That’s 500+ societies, each with their own beliefs, practices, and customs. Assuming wizards are real, I highly doubt each and every one of the tribes would be pro-wizard.

2) If even half of the Native tribes had active, known wizards in their ranks, the English settlement of America would have gone much, much differently. Remember, wizards in England were in hiding, and have a history of absolutely no involvement with muggle affairs. So that brings two questions - a) what incentives would many wizards have to come over here? and b) why would the ones that did help the English settle the place, and not just go out and try to set up their own society or join a pro-magic tribe? So, we’d have to assume that there are no wizard fighting on the side of the English, but there are wizards fighting on the side of the Natives. I’m not seeing many situations where the Native tribes don’t stop the colonization, unless Native wizards are as susceptible to European diseases as their non-magical brethren. That would change the history of America, and the rest of the world, profoundly.

tl;dr: JK Rowling’s version of events is honestly implausible in every conceivable way. For it to work, there would need to be fundamental changes to the situation. One, either more than one magic school, or an easy, non-dangerous, and inexpensive method of moving hundreds (maybe thousands) of people from across the country to Ilvermorny. If you go with more than one magic school, you could easily put one in each region of the US - Wikipedia has a pretty cool breakdown of the different regions and the districts within each you can base school placement on. (Though I’d personally put Alaska and Hawai’i in their own regions.)

And two, a different assumption of Native tribal relations with magical folk. That can go a lot of ways: Most tribes aren’t pro-magic; there’s too much in-fighting between wizards of different tribes to focus on the English threat; the proportion of wizard-to-muggle is even lower among Native populations than European; English wizards did get involved in colonization for some reason… there are probably more I’m not thinking of. The issue with a lot of these is that you’d have to know a fair amount about different Native tribes’ sociocultural history to pull it off, which is out of the scope of my capabilities.

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Halsey Hopeless Fountain Kingdom lyric starters
  • I find myself alone at night unless I'm having sex.
  • I don't let him touch me anymore.
  • I have spent too many nights on dirty bathroom floors.
  • I'm not something to butter up and taste when you get bored.
  • If I keep my eyes closed he looks just like you.
  • He'll never stay, they never do.
  • So tell me how to move on.
  • They don't realize that I'm thinking about you.
  • Can you hear my heartbeat fucking kicking?
  • I can put up one good fight.
  • Don't you see what you're finding?
  • I can tell you mean it cause you're shaking.
  • I know you're dying to meet me.
  • As soon as you meet me, you'll wish that you never did.
  • I got into some trouble with that drink in my veins.
  • I can never say sorry cause I won't take the blame.
  • You know I wanna keep you around.
  • You gotta decide something.
  • Sorry that I can't believe that anybody ever really starts to fall in love with me.
  • I run away when things are good.
  • Someone will love you, but someone isn't me.
  • Don't trust the moon, she's always changing.
  • I get the message you wish I was dead.
  • Please don't take this as a threat.
  • Treat her right and she won't complain.
  • I'm about four minutes from a heart attack.
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  • You're so damn good with a bobby pin
  • I ain't your baby no more.
  • It tastes like Jack when I'm kissing him.
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  • You know the truth hurts but secrets kill.
  • It's easy to forgive.
  • I can't help the way you made me.
  • I hope hopeless changes over time.

anonymous asked:

We don't know for sure that Keith is half galra. When Hunk asks Keith "how galra are you?" Keith says he doesn't know because the blade of marmora didn't tell him anything

Fair point. But we do know he’s got at least some Galra blood in his veins, otherwise the blade wouldn’t have activated for him. If I may draw a parallel to Voltron Force’s Keith, his great-grandfather was Arusian. So it’s a possibility that our Keith’s Galra blood comes from further up the family ancestry, though I must admit I’m fond of the idea of it being his mother :’))

While watching Ninja Warrior...
  • Me: Dunno how can you enjoy that silly TV show...
  • Hubby: It's fun. Look at those strong arms doing exercise. The marked veins and muscles.
  • Me: *glances sideways* I know where is this going.
  • Hubby: Now imagine Kurtis doing that.
  • Me: *sighs* I knew it.
  • Hubby: He's training in Lara's gym at Croft Manor when she unexpectedly walks in.
  • Me: Aha...
  • Hubby: And then she stares at him and arches an eyebrow.
  • Me: ...
  • Hubby: ...
  • Me: Then what?!?!?!
  • Hubby: I don't know. You're the writer here. You tell me.
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Secrets Part One

Pairing: Stiles x Reader, Brothers are Stefan and Damon Salvatore

Requested by: katygracious

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Gradually you open your eyes as the sunlight beams into them, but you quickly cover them with your hand. As your eyes adjust you suddenly feel a slight pressure on the mid-area of your stomach. You look down to see a familiar pair of arms as he pulls you closer. Smiling to yourself you feel a kiss on your cheek as he says in a sleepy voice, “Good morning beautiful.”

You turn around to face him to see the smiling face of Stiles Stilinski to say back, “Good morning.”

He asks you, “Did you have good night’s sleep?”

“I slept great.” You say as you bury your head into his chest having him pull you into a tight embrace. This is the happiest that you have ever been in your hundred and fifty years, but soon your guilt kicks in once more. Stiles has been completely honest with you from the beginning telling you that his friends are werewolves, banshee, kitsune, and a werecoyote. Only you have a secret of your own that you have been keeping from him for the past year months.

That is when you hear the sound of your phone ringing for you to slowly get out of his bed and walk over to your bag. You grab your phone from your front jacket pocket to read the caller I.D, Damon Salvatore; your brother. Turning to Stiles you tell him, “I’m just going to go grab me a drink and maybe start breakfast while I take this call.”

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Touch me

Characters: Ronan Lynch and Adam Parrish

Ship: Pynch

Word Count: 3,025

Rating: M (cuss words - like a lot, and a little smutty smut)

Summary: Ronan and Adam have fucked before, but not like this, and definitely not to the point where Ronan seeks Biblical Forgiveness after. (Based on a prompt by rhysmoreno)

Dedications: roninlynch, because everything I write is for you and you ship Pynch more than Ronan and Adam ship Pynch, and rhysmoreno because it was your prompt - even if this is so late it’s not even funny

Warning: Not really any warnings. I mean, there’s a little fuckin’ going on, so…yep. Sorry, guys. I don’t know what happened.


Ronan isn’t quite sure how they got to this point again.

What he is sure of is that it should have involved some heavy drinking, because he does not quite feel intoxicated enough to adequately handle Adam Parrish laid out on his bed for the fourth night in one week; and he is definitely sure that he is not intoxicated enough to adequately handle a naked Adam Parrish laid out on his bed for the fourth night in one week.

“You just going to stare all day, Ronan?”

It was the way he says his name - Ronan - with the long vowels and clipped consonants of a Henrietta native that drove Ronan wild. Adam could try and hide it all he wanted, but there were always times when he would slip up, and Ronan silently cherished every single one of them. He didn’t think Adam’s accent made him sound uneducated or poor. It sounded like Adam: simple, but not dumb - Adam was an enigma. He was a maze that seemingly had no exit. And Ronan would willingly run through those passages over and over again for just a peek around the next corner, to constantly guess at what he would find.

Life was predictable, but Adam was full of surprises.

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I don’t know how she did it.
She slipped through the sinew of my ribcage and dove into my heart.
Now she’s swimming in my veins, beautifully unaware of what she’s doing to me.
—  Nicole Torres
God, I wish I could give you all the best days in the world. I wish you could feel how much love is circulating through my veins for you. I wish I was good at showing it to you. I wish that at night, when you feel the whole world crashing down on you, you’d know that I love you. Because I do. I love you. I love you. I love you.
—  excerpt from a journal I don’t have
Shadowhunters and Co. at a library
  • Jace: my blood.... something in my veins....... it- it makes me thrilled to be here........
  • Alec: k
  • Magnus: what did they do to this beautiful classic?!??! I read the handwritten version I knOW what it's supposed to be !:!;!!
  • Alec: o
  • Julian: I can't reaCH half of these books *pouts and looks at Emma*
  • Emma: *shrug* I don't care about books
  • Mark: *glares at anyone making noise*
  • Isabelle: where are the fashion magazines take me there
  • Helen: Tiberius has hOW many overdue books?!??
  • Tiberius: WHAT ARE YOU ALL DOING HERE THIS IS WHERE I GO TO GET AWAY FROM YOU ALL LEAVE
  • Simon: *turns to jordan* any desire to chew up people's homework?
  • Jordan: n o *glares*
  • Livia: tY don't hurt anyone!
  • Drusilla: *reads to Tavvy*
  • Clary: I want to drAW, I don't want to read.....
  • Jocelyn: *picks up cookbook*

anonymous asked:

levi and eren are in a band CUE STAGE KISSES HELl yEA

((oH MY GOD YES HERE HAVE THIS DRABBLE it’s not edited and probably lazy but STAGE KISSES))

Levi and Eren are in a pretty popular band together. Eren’s the lead vocalist, and Levi is the lead guitarist, Jean also plays guitar, Armin plays bass and Mikasa plays drums. They’ve all known each other since they were kids and their chemistry is great, they interact well on stage and it’s easy to tell that they’re all really close.

The lead vocalist and the lead guitarist in most bands tend to get the most attention, and this is no exception. Levi is amazingly skilled, and Eren’s voice is beautiful, unique, and compliments their music perfectly.

(It certainly doesn’t hurt that they’re both attractive.)

Now, they don’t know the exact moment when the rumors started, or why. It seems like it all happens overnight and they simply wake up one day to paparazzi barraging them with questions about the details of their “relationship.”

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anonymous asked:

One of my instructors insisted that in medical school you have to practice on each other. I know that med students practice drawing blood and stuff on each other but he was also adamant that med students also do pelvic exams on the female students and vice versa. Is that actually true? I want to be a doctor but I don't know how I'd feel having all of my male classmates getting up close and personal with my lady bits when I haven't even let my boyfriend do that in the significantly more fun way.

Drawing blood on each other yes. I did that (my antecubital veins are fabulous) That is normal. But pelvic exams….

WHAT THE FUCKING FUCK.

NO.

NEVER.

THAT IS NOT OK.

If any instructor is trying to tell you that you need to let your classmates practice pelvic exams on you, please report that person and run away.

There are lovely people, saints really, who are trained to teach that and are handsomely reimbursed for letting medical students learn how to do that exam on them. That is not your job just because you have a vagina.

Rude. Ew. I mean, did he tell the male students to drop their trousers and let their classmates learn how to do a male genital and digital rectal exam? Turn and cough guys! Wtf.

Brb, got the heebie jeebies from how creepy that instructor is.

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You’re in my veins and I can not get you out…

anonymous asked:

I miss how she smells. I miss the sex. I miss holding someone. I know if she asked again, of course I'd go back, but I don't want to. I don't want to be weak like this for her. She doesn't deserve the galaxy I keep inside, she's just a sad girl with tears in her veins and I am so much more than she ever made me out to be.

I know.

I know.

But you’ve gotta listen baby, you are beautiful and strong. Fuck the girls who love how sorrow tastes on their tongues, you do not need such sadness when you hold the stars in your lungs. If she loved her sorrow more than she loved you, it is good that she is gone. She should have looked at you like the galaxy. If she did not, she was blind to your moons. You are not meant to orbit her. You are your own planet – you belong to no one. No one can make you weak when you hold comets in your bones. Be alone – with all this space, you will never be lonely.

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