i lost my sides

this is the opposite of a problem




the preacher’s daughter strikes again

Can we please talk about the fact that there J K Rowling has said there are witches and wizards in Australia, and that means there are a whole bunch of Australians trying to use Latin words for spells? We barely speak English correctly, and we sure as hell don’t do words with 4 and 5 syllables. This is the country that bought you a Maccas run that goes via the servo to get petrol. We don’t even say the name of our own country correctly. And there’s a very large portion of the country who speak English and no other language. If they do speak a second language, it’s often with a broad Australian accent, and there’s next to no chance it’s Latin.

You’d have generations of kids rocking up to the first day at school and going “What? This is Straya! Speak Strayan or fuck off. Wing-ar-dee-um lev-ossa? WHAT’S THAT EVEN MEAN?” and hearing that you need to say 6 syllables to conjure a patronus, and it leading to some weird regional dialect where your spells are things like “fuckenfloat” for levitation and “specto patro” for patronuses (patroni?). Meanwhile, British kids are getting taught about the dude who said an s instead of an f and ended up with a buffalo on his chest, so they meet magical Australians and lose their shit because NONE OF THE SPELLS SOUND REAL BUT SOMEHOW THEY STILL WORK AND WHAT EVEN IS THIS?


how to carry your dragoon (who will eventually just accept it and let you do so)

I drew this before 3.3 because I was fully convinced we were never going to get aymeric carrying estinien in canon yet here we are, canon happened, the thing happened (this picture set was also @hyth-ffxiv‘s idea blame them)

aymeric is very strong. very strong arms. I approve greatly.


I love her or should I say I’m in love with her. I spend endless nights staying awake, going over the memories that we have together and planning our future together. I plan the way I’m going to propose to her, I plan our wedding and all the adventures we’re going to go on. I plan our life time in just a single night. Every night I lay awake planning everything. I’m in love and she’s on my mind 24/7. I love the excitement we both get when I get on the train to see her. I love having her in my arms and keeping her safe. But theres one thing I hate, that is leaving her at the train station and seeing her walk away. It hurts me. Within a second of her not being by my side, I feel like I’ve lost a big part of me. She’s a big part of my life. I’m in love with her and trust me, this girl is my home and I will one day get down on one knee and ask her to marry me

2009 > 2016

I was browsing through my Facebook and stumbled upon the pic on the left, which I haven’t seen in years. It really took me back to such a different time in my life. It blows my mind what a difference -110lbs can make, facially. We are usually so fixated on our bodies when it comes to weight loss, it was cool to do a side by side comparison of my face. Looks like I lost the eyeliner along the way, too😏

I thought it would be misleading to only include one photo considering my hair and face change weekly. 

Gemini | Open Relationship | #Pennsylvania 

I was born and raised in Florida and I intend to go back. I’ve lost touch with my sexuality/romantic side focusing on other things and I’d really like to pay it some mind. Im looking for friends, FWB, and wherever/whatever the Universe may lead me to. I snailmail. I like to craft and if you’re in the area please do come craft with me (painting, needlework, papercrafting, idk idc anything) I will happily feed you and supply you with coffee or loose leaf teas. Im a “secular pagan” so there aint no jesus in me house…only crystalz me friend. 

Just a note, my hair is currently purple! Probably a dark navy blue next…

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I think it hurts because that day I didn’t just lose the person who I thought was my forever. I lost my best friend.

I didn’t just lose the person who’s kisses were enough to send all the blood rushing to my head and who’s touch sent tremors to my knees. I lost the person who would hold me while I cried and who, brick by painstaking brick, would help me rebuild my world when it came tumbling down on top of me. I didn’t just lose the person who would tangle their fingers in my hair and whisper “I love you’s” to me when we were wrapped up in bedsheets. I lost the person who never failed to put the laugh in my voice and smile on my lips. I didn’t just lose the person who kissed away my tears when they ran races down my cheeks or the person who promised me happiness when I couldn’t see the light at the end of the tunnel. I lost the person who vowed to never leave my side. I lost the person who would take the brunt of whatever hand life dealt me. I lost the person who would have gladly stepped in front of a gun for me.

But then someone shot the gun and suddenly they weren’t there and I lost the person I fell so hopelessly in love with and my best friend all in the split second it takes to pull a trigger.

—  I miss my best friend, 30/06/2015

peteradnan  asked:

fin accidentally leaves sve at ikea

“I’ve lost my Berwald!” Tino’s frantic tirade wasn’t doing much to help the situation, and only succeeded in rattling an already flustered ikea employee, who looked absolutely terrified of the little ball of stupidly high blood pressure and near-tears.
“Look,” they began, “just give us a description of the boy and we’ll make an announcement over the tannoy.”
“Well,” Tino ran a hand through his hair, glancing about in a last-ditch attempt to find any sign of Berwald, “he has blond hair, glasses, over six foot with a face like a smacked arse.”
“How do you lose a kid that tall?”
Tino scowled at that. “He’s my husband. I lost my husband, okay? He’s probably left me for a side table already.”