i loved it so much im taking the same class twice

Simon ‘clingy-as-hell’ Snow highkey pining over his missing bf i mean “sworn enemy”

seriously. Baz didnt ACTUALLY show up in the book till page 150 (according to my copy) but i was already in love with him by the time he showed up. why? because simon talks about him SO much it is impossible not to catch his feelings

  • on the bus to watford (he doesnt even know that baz is missing yet)
  • (Baz plays for our school. of course. the tosser. He’s the same on the field as he is everywhere else. Strong. Graceful. Fucking ruthless)
  • he hopes that baz doesnt show up on the picnic and ruin everything for him and what does he do when he gets to the actual picnic? 
  • (I dont see baz)
  • (I keep bracing for baz to show up and ruin everything. i keep looking over my shoulder)
  • baz doesnt show up in pol sci class so what does he do? he fucking corners one of baz’s buddies after the lesson
  • even agatha notices his pining
  • (fine simon what did he tell you?)
  • (nothing to make me think he’d drop out of school and miss a whole year of making me miserable)
  • and agatha (bless her) just mumbles (”he doesnt even have to be here to do that”)
  • and look at this one 
  • (i have the room to myself, and i cant even enjoy it, because baz’s empty bed just seems sinister now)
  • he looks for baz during breakfast. everyday. 
  • he followed Niall and Dev around for “a few days” 
  • and let’s not forget the time he looked around the football pitch and when he didnt see baz he basically stomped away like a big baby
  • (Three weeks into the term, i still find myself walking by the pitch, expecting to see him at football practice, and when i don’t, i take a hard turn into the hills behind the school)
  • he went to ebb just to sulk about his roommate not coming back to school
  • remember when penny implied that agatha knew baz best? simon just had to disagree so vehemently because he’s the roommate and so HE knows best
  • who are you even jealous of simon?
  • his pining reached a whole new level when he decided to consult the mage about it (official business my ass, simon)
  • he sulked when miss possibelf refused to divulge more information about the pitches and baz’s disappearance 
  • (now, perhaps you should go to lunch)
  • he doesnt. instead, he skips lunch and runs to the woods to start hacking at a tree 
  • simon snow = big baby = tantrum thrower = needs to chill 
  • when he realized baz wasnt going to turn up at breakfast or football practice, he decides to search the wavering wood every night instead 
  • (im covering the wood, like im sweeping it)
  • (I’ll mow the whole fucking forest down if i go on like this)
  • even the dryad in victorian clothes has had enough of his bullshit
  • (Fine. if we see your handsome bloodeater, we’ll tell him you’re looking for him)
  • YOUR handsome bloodeater 
  • the dryad herself is confused about what the guy really wants 
  • (What do you seek, Chosen One?) and she asks this twice because she feels that even simon himself doesnt know what exactly he’s hoping to accomplish by skulking around the woods every night
  • (i walk the woods. i walk the fields. i cover the school grounds between classes, poking through empty buildings, opening long closed doors)
  • even Baz knows that there’s something up with simon early on when he kept stalking the poor dude in the catacombs
  • (you’ve been following me, looking for me. it’s not my fault you still haven’t found what you’re looking for)
  • seriously, even penny’s at the end of her rope
  • (i really, really hate to talk to simon about baz. it’s like talking to the mad hatter about tea)
  • the mad hatter really, REALLY likes his tea btw 
  • at the beginning of the book simon went on about how he likes it when baz’s isnt in the room because then penny could hang around
  • baz is gone for weeks and what does he do? he literally keeps kicking penny out of the room so he can go out and look for baz 
  • (i keep having to kick penny out of the room, so she doesnt catch on to how im spending my nights)
  • and on chapter 27 he goes (”I’m just lying in my bed, thinking about baz”) and this actually fucking happens after his GIRLFRIEND broke up with him
  • and look at this precious little gem, this piece of dialogue is my baby, my blessing, the light of my life-
  • (She [Natasha Pitch] looks over his empty bed, and her sadness is so potent that in that moment, I’d do anything to get him back for her. I’d do anything to bring him back)
  • I’d do anything to bring him back
  • im not crying, you’re crying
  • and when baz finally makes his dramatic entrance
  • (Tall. Black hair swept back from his forehead. Lips curled up in a sneer….i know that face as well as my own)
  • oh, simon, honey 
  • he stands up so quickly he knocks his chair over 
  • and his train of thought just goes
  • (Baz steps towards us. Baz)
  • me: (crying) yes, simon, honey. i know. i understand. you love baz. you love baz so much. 
He’s Got You High

For @a-simple-rainbow. ♥♥♥

She wanted something based on this post: Kurt sends an email to his TA while high on pain meds after a wisdom teeth extraction.

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Blaine is in the middle of his theatre history class when his phone signals a new email in his inbox. Discreetly hiding the phone from his instructor’s view by keeping his hands behind a stack of textbooks on his desk, he goes to his email folder and checks the sender.

It reads, Kurt Hummel.

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Metamorphosis- Chapter 1

Requested: no

Summary: You’re Melissa’s “adopted” daughter after her best friend died and left you to her. Scott pretty much ignores you until one day he randomly starts hovering over you. Then this new kid Isaac comes along and Scott takes him in so quickly. You resent them both until…

(I love ambiguous summaries, can you tell?)

Word Count: 949

A/N: So this begins before Scott is turned and it’ll escalate quickly to (my version of) the present. I like to follow the story for the most part and just go on little tangents. So it’s a bit of a canon divergence I guess. Anyway, I’m super excited; this is my first multi-chapter fic EEEEP!!!

Also disclaimer: I know I tagged this as an Isaac fic. I swear it is, he’s just not in this chapter. If I made it long enough to put him in there, it’d be twice as long. I promise he’ll be in the next chapter. Bc this really is an Isaac Lahey fic. Have patience my children. We’re developing a story here. Sorry if it seems a bit rushed or sloppy. Im just so excited to get to the Isaac chapters. I already have the fourth chapter written. I was procrastinating the first one. Anyway, I hope you guys like it! Tell me what you think and what you want to see in the next chapters! 

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Young wild girls. E.D imagine

Young girls

Ethans pov~

“I spend all my money, bought a big old fancy car. For those bright eyed honeys, you know who you are”
“E you really think this things going to get you a girl?” My brother asked patting his hand on the hood of the classic I just bought.
“You know it dude” I replied.
Little did he know I already had a girl in mind.
But I didn’t even know if she felt the same.
Yeah we’ve been friends for god knows how long. 10 maybe 12 years, ever since we were little.And I’ve loved her the time, but she was young, she wasn’t ready for a relationship, well I don’t think I was either but anything with her would be great honestly. But tonight was the night I was going to at least try and make her mine, hopefully.
“Keep me up til the sun is high, til the birds start calling my name, I’m addicted and I don’t know why. Guess Ive always been this way.”
“Ethan stop!” She laughed out as I pinned her down, tickling her as we laid on the park grass.
Tonight was supposed to be my night, the night she was mine. But I guess Ive been too scared to ask. Ive had plenty of chances, too many actually. But I guess I’m just scared she won’t like me back let alone love me back.
I guess I’m just addicted to her.
Her laugh, eyes, smile oh fuck don’t get me started on that.
I could spend hours talking about her, well I have actually and Grayson punched me for it.
But what can I do Im in love, with a girl who probably doesn’t even feel the same.
“Oh wow, listen I think it’s morning!” She stated starting to get up, well I think she was right, the sun was slowly rising, and birds were quietly starting to call.
“Well I guess I’ll head out see you tonight at the party e.” She said and with that she was off.
“All these roads steer me wrong but I still drive them all night long.”
As I entered my car, watching her pull out of the park driveway, hoping she’d just hop out and tell me she loved me more than I loved her, which was probably imposible. She didn’t, like expected, but a guy can dream I guess.
As I entered the BMW I just lied my head on the wheel, banging it slightly. Realizing how much I fucked up, tonight might have been my only chance. And I wasn’t even brace enough to make a simple move.
Jesus Ethan why did you have to fuck it up, now she might find a guy, fall in love with him.
Ok I might need to calm down, I’m seeing her in a couple hours. Nothing can happen right?
As I entered the shift into drive and drove off into the roads I often traveled when I was upset. Which honestly Ive been in this state of mind so many times, I could drive them all night with my eyes closed.
“All you young wild girls you make a mess of me. All you young wild girls you’ll be the death of me.”
“Yo come on we gotta go, plus they’ll be plenty of hot girls there.” My brother said trying to cheer me up from my major fuck up, I told him about earlier this morning.
He knew I loved her, well who didn’t I wasn’t shy about it, well to everyone except her.
“Yea ok im ready lets go.” I replied getting up, ready to hopefully get my mind off of her.
Once we arrived to the house party, Gray and I were surrounded by plenty of girls, don’t get me wrong they were all pretty but once of them compared to her.
“Hey come on let’s dance.” A red haired girl said, dragging my hand along to the dance floor with herself.
As she started to dance all I could think about was if this was Y/n.
I couldn’t even think straight, which was honestly insane. I had an incredibly attractive girl, around my age dancing on me.
And all I could think about was how much I love her. And how bad I fucked up by missing my chance. But oh well it’s never going to happen I guess, letting my failure with y/n take over my mind, I just kissed the random girl to take my mind off of her.
“Hey Ethan can we talk o- well I see your busy I’ll catch you later I guess.” I heard someone ask, and turned around to see y/n leaving the party.
Fuck.
“Hey y/n, come back! Please.” I basically yelled from the back of the house to the yard.
I don’t know why she would be upset honestly, she’s never showed any type of anything romantic for me. Whatsoever, that’s always been my job.
I just fucking hope she wasn’t going to tell me she loved me, because that’d mean I fucked up twice in one day, Jesus Christ I hope not.
God she’ll be the death of me.
“I Get lost under these lights, get lost in the words I say. Start believing my own lies, like everything will be okay.”
“Hey what did you want to talk about?” I asked finally catching up to her, as she was entering her car. “Nothing Ethan I’ll catch you at school tomorrow , goodnight”
And with that I just let her go. I didn’t even fight for her to stay. Which honestly would have been the better choice. I just got caught in the light of her upset.
I didn’t want to make it worse, because I knew she was upset because of me.
I didn’t even know she liked me. Well I still didn’t know. Ethan stop fucking lying to yourself. It’s been obvious the whole time.
And I was here kissing random girls in front of her.
I just need to make it up to her. I just need to stop being naive, and start owning up to my feelings. And just tell her how I feel.
“Oh I still dream a simple life, boy meets girl makes her his wife. But love don’t exist when you live like this, that much I know, yes I know.”
It was the next day at school.
And I was going to confess my feelings for her.
Hopefully she felt the same. Well I think she does honestly but what do I know.
I walked into the cafeteria looking for y/n. I look to the left to see her with, I don’t even know his fucking name.
All I know is he was her ex.
Jesus I think I fucked it all up.
“Hey y/n can we talk.” I sternly asked grabbing her hand and leading her outside with me.
“Ethan what the fuck was that!” She said.
“E listen, i was going to tell you how I felt last night, but then I saw you sucking faces with whatever her name was. So you lost your chance. Ive been waiting ever since I broke up with my ex, which was because I loved you by the way! And neither of us have done anything, do you even like me back?” She barely let out in a whisper toward the end.
Is she insane? She was the girl I hoped I was going to marry. The simple life. Boy meets girl, makes her his wife.
And I haven’t even acted on it. And she likes me back. How can I even fucking live like this.
“Of course I like you back y/n. I always have, hell I think I even love you.” I shyly said looking down.
“E i don’t know, are we even supposed to be together. We’ve been friends so long.”
She replied looking at me for what felt like hours. But was only about 5 seconds with hopeful eyes hoping I’d say something.
“Y/n listen, i have been chasing your wild ass around. Almost our entire lives, hoping you’d even like me back. Of course I think we’re meant to be together, it’s just up to you. Which I hope is a yes to be honest because I wild about you, if you couldn’t tell y/n. I don’t even think I love you I know I do.” I practically yelled out to everyone on campus, hoping her ex heard.
Love don’t exist when you live like this, I know, i know. I just needed to get that off of my chest I guess. Hoping my brother would be proud of me growing some balls. Even if she turns me down in front of the whole school, id still love her.
“I don’t know Ethan, I have to go to class, catch you later I guess.” She awkwardly shrugged walking off into her next period.

“All you young wild girls, you make a mess of me. All you young wild girls you’ll be the death of me, the death of me. No matter what you do.
All you young wild girls, I’ll always come back for you. Come back for you, you, you.
Ever since that day, she hasn’t even spoke to me. Grayson yes, every day almost.
He catches me up to her daily almost. Well I bother him until he does. But I mean he’s a good brother for that.
Today was the first party I was going to since the catastrophe of the last one.
Hopefully I could find someone who compared.
I was ready to move on.
Even though it’s been nearly a month since I poured my heart out. And got fully knocked down. I still was crazy about her.
I was right in the beginning. She was a young wild girl. I mean what girl our age wasn’t.
I mean there’s a couple yea.
But none compared, to her. She was the light in my life. Even if she wasn’t in it right now. I didn’t care. I’ll always be here if she needs it.
As we entered the same house of the last party.
I instantly laid eyes on her. She was alone, surprisingly. Since she got back together with her ex. I figured she would have him parading around her side. But shockingly he wasn’t even there. Trust me I checked to see if his car was even here.
"Hey y/n.” I shyly said tapping her shoulder.
Hoping she’d hop into my arms, and confess her love to me. She didn’t, she just said a simple “hi” in reply and considered talking to her friends. As I said before in my plan of moving on. Yea no that wasn’t happening, I’m too depressed to have fun. Or even catch feelings for another girl. Which I think is entirely impossible by the way.
I turned my head ready to just drag her out and make her talk to me. Even if she doesn’t love me back. I can at least be her friend again. Which I was fine with, I could just suppress my feelings once again until I die.
Then I see her with him. Her ex, well current boyfriend now.
That could’ve been me. If I told her I loved her. Even a day earlier. That could be me.
I just sat back down. Sending her a simple text.
“I’ll always come back to you, no matter what happens know I love you.” And Got up and left. Hoping she’d come back to me one day.

Hope you guys enjoyed, this was my first time writing hope it wasn’t bad. Feel free to request!

How I Got a 5 on the (hard) AP Euro Exam

One question ive been asked constantly since the 2015 AP Euro scores came out is “How did YOU come out with a 5?” Its not posed as a mean question, but theres this perception that if you are the type of person to get a 5 you have to be super studious, no fun, no boyfriend/girlfriend, loser, no life just hardcore study study study. And…i’m not that kinda student. In fact, i didnt even become a “good” student until maybe the beginning of junior year, to be honest. I had a very small AP Euro class (8 people i mean) and i was one of two people who had a five in the class. The other girl was…kinda what i described about. All her life was all about studying, she took all APs, didnt hang out with people, she even told me once she only went to after school clubs just enough to have them count on her common app for college, not for actual enjoyment… i’m not like that. not by a long shot- so in order to help others in prep for AP Euro, here’s my advice on how I got a 5. (and some advice on what not to do, based on the other people in my class)

Find a motivation

My teacher said he thought i could only score a 3, maybe a four. I wanted to prove him wrong.

Dont listen to haters

My biggest hater was my boyfriend, actually (just for reference we were in the same class). While i was working my ass off everyday, always reading my Crash Course or my Princeton all i would hear from him is “i dont know why you’re studying so hard” “you’re making yourself sick, you need to stop.” “It’s all pointless, its either you know it or you dont.” “Youre studying so much and getting so anxious, here i am playing video games and not giving a shit and im sure im gonna be fine on the test because im not stressed out like you are” Granted, at the time he was going through his parents divorce and i think he was partially taking it out on me- but thats hard to hear from anyone, especially your boyfriend you’ve been dating for years. I was working so hard and studying so hard because i wanted a good score, not even a 5, i just really wanted a 4, at least- and then you hear that discouragement and…it sucks. At the time while it hurt i didnt pay it anymind and still worked as hard as i did and then fast forward to result day… I got the 5. He got a 1. And he cried, i swear to you, he cried. I didnt play the “i told you so game, though i did think so.” To people who work hard, you’ll be rewarded. If you slack and think its all gonna come to you…its not.

Actually read those study books (and heres what i read)

Who wants to hear you actually have to work? Yes..you do. Even if you have a great teacher, youre gonna need to supplement that class time with actual work. My school gave us 4 books in total: two textbooks- Mckay and Kagan, and two study guides- The Princeton Review (long) and the Crash Course book (short review) I read both of the guides…all the way through. Crazy right? I would just read them in my spare time- bus ride home? Lets read about the War of 1812 cause im kinda fuzzy on it. To me, i like history so it wasnt a complete chore, but if you want a good score its good to know your content. And after reading those two, i KNEW European History. If you arent so lucky to have access to review books, message me in my ask and i will give you my links to the pdf version.

…and watch those study videos

This one i dont think is so bad. Honestly you can just play them in the background while you do other things, and having things explained by a teacher online isnt so bad. I recommend

Tom Richey’s Videos (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tIcmPM0zwQQ&list=PLfzs_X6OQBOxudw-bxvxBuTWvh6bwaVhQ)

annnd Crash Course’s select videos on euro history (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NjEGncridoQ&list=PLO0R3oPRL55yxFBqtxvWyN0CQZ-iSre8m)

…and even sign up for those tumblr AP Euro guides.

does this seem excessive? maybe a bit, but its good to have people who are going or have gone through the same class- even my studyblr might help. Sometimes its easier to review when you have funny gifs or jokes in the middle of your review session,just to lighten the edge. Here’s a list of AP Euro blogs i followed

http://awyeahapeuro.tumblr.com/

http://easyeuro.tumblr.com/

http://thecrashcourse.tumblr.com/

http://apbymichelle.tumblr.com/

http://pbsthisdayinhistory.tumblr.com/ (not exactly AP euro, but you’ll find some interesting things that might help you on the test.

It helps if you’ve taken an AP before, not gonna lie

Its going to be a lot harder for you if youve never had an ap class before. Thats the hard truth about it, its not going to be easy, and some people cant deal with that. Theres a lot more work and a lot more pressure. Can you handle that? I want to warn you. AP teachers will be up your ass. They will give you huge packets of work and expect it done when they ask you for it. They will not accept regular essays, they will accept AP essays. They will give you twice the work of a regular class, and expect it due on the same time. You actually have to work hard if you want to get a 5. A lot of people get fustrated with the work and get angry, but thats the reality of AP work and also there is a reward at the end of the tunnel, trust me.

An interesting tidbit: during the essay portion of the test, me and alex (the only other girl who got a 5) were the last people to finish

little interesting thing. The essay portion of the test is about 120 minutes. The people who got failed were done the first, within about 40 minutes and were confident. The people that did okay were done at about an hour. But me and alex took the longest to finish (about 115 minutes) and wrote about 12 pages in total for the 3 essays. Coincedence? just take your time and reeaally plan out your essays. Here was my strategy: since for ⅔ essays youre allowed a choice of what to write, for any essay you think you can write about in the margins try to write about 3 examples for it, if you cant do it, find another essay to write.

Come into it with a good attitude….but be aware you’re gonna have some major anxiety

This is a stressful class, but its worth it. Trust me, you’ll learn a lot, i promise you.

I kept my AP schedule manageable

A lot of people i know who take APs go crazy and take a bunch. If you can, try to keep a somewhat managable schedule. For example, in sophmore year i took 1 AP, junior year: 2 APs, senior year: 3 APs. Also, they should be classes you have strength in, like if your good at history take history classes.

dont cheat.

you ever hear cheaters never prosper? Its true. You’re not gonna learn the material, and you’re teacher might find out. Which will make him a whole lot harder on you then others. Trust me. And you want your teacher to like you, he’ll let you off a lot easier when you fuck up.

relax and be a teenager for once

in the end, if you work your ass off for too long a period of time you will burn out. Burnouts not fun, ive seen my friends go through it. One time my friend was doing a presentation where she had a wrong fact that the teacher jokingly pointed out and she ran out of the class into the bathroom to vomit. When you pressure yourself so much you can really hurt yourself.

KNOW YOUR TREATIES. Know em’. Do it.

Theyre the hardest thing to remember so of course theyre tested the hardest. Look in the Crash course book for a helpful list.

Watch out for your physical and emotional health

really. Eat right, try to walk a little, stretch after a long studying session. try to meditate. relax. breathe. love yourself, dearies

And you better not stop after learning WWII history

the test makers know most AP classes will only get up to about post WWII history. Dont slack, read bout the Cold War, read bout the Euro law, dont stop, because they will expect you too.

AND ALWAYS STUDY RUSSIA AND WOMEN.

know about russia, know about women. Its the most frequently tested things on any test.

Originally posted by thegirlatther0cksh0w

The perfect playlist is absolutely essential when going on a road trip. Great songs make the time go faster, and make being in the car for hours way more fun than it should be. Every one seems to think that the “perfect road trip playlist” has to consist of songs that have something to do with driving, going somewhere, etc. But if you’re looking for “punny road-trippy song titles about driving” songs, that’s not what you’ll get here. So sit back, relax, roll down your windows, and press play!

“Taking My Uzi to the Gym” by The Front Bottoms

Taking My Uzi to the Gym was the first song I ever heard by The Front Bottoms. The subpar basement-recording quality mixed with Brian’s imperfect voice was so different than the other stuff I’d been listening to at the time, and it was honestly a breath of fresh air to come across this song (and band). I always blast this song so loud in my car with the windows down and sing it at the top of my lungs with my hair blowing in the wind. I understand that the quality and his voice take some getting used to for a lot of people, and it may be impossible for someone to enjoy this song as much as I do. But for me, it’s such a great, fun song which makes for the perfect first song on my road trip playlist.

“Super Rich Kids” by Frank Ocean

Channel Orange is the most nostalgic album for me to this day. It brings back a flood of memories from the summer before my senior year of high school, hanging out and driving around with my friends every single night. Super Rich Kids specifically brings back memories of driving around after work with my friend Selina waiting for plans to be made. You have Frank Ocean’s amazing voice, then you have it broken up in such a perfect way by Earl Sweatshirt’s rapping. It’s such a chilled out, laid back song that you can easily sing along to in the car on a summer night.

“I’m Writing a Novel” by Father John Misty

There is absolutely no way for me to be in a bad mood while listening to this song. Whenever I drive to work, I put this song on to put me in a good mood and prepare me for the long day ahead. My sister actually introduced this song to me while we were driving in her car and I’ve loved it so much ever since. The part that officially got me hooked is when he says, “the dog ran out and said ‘you can’t turn nothing into nothingness with me no more!’ Well I’m no doctor, but that monkey might be right.” What the heck is he saying?! That’s what makes this song so fun for me. Songs that put you in a good mood are perfect for a road trip, and this is definitely one of them. 

“The Spins” by Mac Miller

Ooooh, ooooh, OOOOH, honey I need you!!! A diverse playlist for a long car ride is a must. “The Spins” is different than what I usually listen to (mainly because of the lyrics) but it was my guilty pleasure throughout high school. This song samples “Half Mast” by Empire of the Sun, and the beat alone is enough to have you dancing in your seat. I can’t help but let this song play every time it comes up on my iPod. The catchy beat and lyrics of “The Spins” are sure to be stuck in your head for days after listening. 

“Crystal Baller” by Third Eye Blind

Oh, the memories this song brings back…sitting in the back of my mom’s car with my sister, screaming the lyrics and thinking the words “crystal baller” were so funny. It starts off so slow and mysterious, and then turns into such a fun, upbeat song. About 10 years have gone by since this song has come out and to this day my sister and I still sing it the same way every single time. This song always lands a spot on my road trip playlist because of the great memories it brings back.

“Going to California” by Led Zeppelin

This song is one of the very few that manages to give me the chills every single time I hear it. It’s so slow and sweet, and another great sing along. The title being a perfect road trip title is always a plus, too. There are so many great Led Zeppelin songs to listen to on a road trip, but this song has such a calming, gentle feeling. If I were stuck in bumper-to-bumper traffic on a road trip, this is the song that would make me feel at ease.

“Love Me” by The 1975

**unfortunately there are no videos made for the song yet because it’s so new, so the video in the link is just the preview video**

This song was just released a few days ago, and after a couple hours of my boyfriend telling me to listen to it, I did. It was more than worth it. “Love Me” is already at 37 plays on my iPod…it’s such a fun, upbeat song. The awesome guitar riff and beat, mixed Matty Healy’s screamy (amazing) voice makes for the perfect song to end your road trip. Ever since it came out, every time I’m in the car (or in the shower…or doing homework…or going to class…) I play this song AT LEAST twice. A lot of people were surprised that I like this song considering it’s not “emo or goth” as my friends say my music typically is (ha ha ha..), but how could anyone NOT like it? It’s such a catchy tune that’ll definitely be stuck in your head after you listen.

Whether you’re driving somewhere two hours away or across the entire country, a great playlist is essential in making that car ride bearable. No one enjoys being in a car for longer than ten minutes, but with the perfect playlist and good friends, it can be the best time of your life!

matt & nicky r the ultimate bros 

let me tell u why, with some help from @delphyc

  • matt & nicky literally only text about 5 things:
    • relationships
    • dorm things
    • exy/practice
    • plans
    • and neil
      • how gorgeous neil is
      • what he did today
      • random snippets of conversations overheard 
      • they sometimes take pictures of neil just…being neil
        • the captions on the pictures are usually things like “my son!!!!” or “I caught him sleeping in the library again.” or “those girls are calling him cute. we’re going to fight them at 8. be ready.” 
  • matt is in communications. nicky is in business. they have overlapping classes and u know what that means?
    • they have cram sessions because they both do all their studying the night before the test 
    • matt supplies the coffee, nicky supplies the notes and rewards (gummi bears, reeses, and saltwater taffy. whenever they get thru a section they get a reward) 
    • they stay up all night and study and go to practice then go to the test in the morning buzzing on coffee and sugar 
    • then they crash after classes are done and get up just in time for afternoon practice

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my 1300+ band au of utter bs
  • Oikawa is the lead singer of a popular band
  • Iwaizumi is the best of the best security men who gets charged with Oikawa while Aobajousai performs in Japan
  • After Aobajousai leaves Japan, Iwaizumi is hired on to work as Oikawa’s personal bodyguard
  • Makki and Mattsun are the dual lead guitarists whom everyone ships
  • Yahaba is their bass player
  • Kyoutani plays drums
  • Everyone ships them despite their protests and claims about hating each other 
  • They’re the couple fans make theories about and freak out about when seen interacting
  • Kunimi is backup guitarist and Kindaichi is backup bass but Oikawa has had them both take the lead in some songs
  • Watari is the guy who picks up objects thrown onto the stage but he’s also known for taking over as drums whenever Kyoutani can’t
  • Aobajousai is known as a flashy band with deep meaningful lyrics while also keeping an upbeat tone to their music
  • They work with someone who writes a lot of their songs but when they write their own music it’s sappy and deep and their fans love it
  • Kageyama is the new lead singer to a up and coming band no one’s really heard of before but it’s gaining fans and popularity quickly
  • Everyone knows that Kageyama, Oikawa, Kunimi, and Kindaichi went to the same school to train their talents and that there’s a bad past between them
  • Kageyama has a scary look that makes a lot of people think Karasuno is a band with rap music but his voice is really smooth and flowy
  • Hinata is the energetic bass player
  • He started playing when he saw a rock band called ‘Little Giant’
  • Suga used to be the lead singer but stepped down when Kageyama joined their band
  • He plays pianist now but only really plays during their softer songs and he comes onto stage first so he can play cheery little tunes while the other members get introduced
  • Daichi is the head bodyguard that everyone knows is dating Suga
  • Ennoshita, Narita, and Kinoshita are also bodyguards
  • Ennoshita is Daichi’s right hand man and is generally charged with watching over Tanaka and Noya
  • Noya and Tanaka are the guitarists who always end up either jumping into the crowd or encouraging a mosh pit
  • Tsukishima is the salty lead guitarist with overwhelming talent who refuses to take pictures with the fans
  • Yamaguchi, on the other hand, always takes pictures with fans andis super cute and everyone loves him
  • Yamaguchi is backup guitarist who sorta hides in Tsukishima’s shadow but is slowly becoming more open to being in the spotlight
  • He’s taken the spot as lead guitarist before
  • Kiyoko is their manager that organises all their events
  • Yachi is a first time manager who is super nervous
  • Kyoutani once scared her because Yahaba tried flirting with her at one of the music awards
  • Ukai is their agent
  • He comes from a family that’s known for once being the agent of the popular band ‘Little Giant’
  • Takeda is their advisor who’s never worked with a band before but he tries his best and uses deep lines that they work into their songs sometimes
  • They write songs together
  • Nekoma is a popular band who produces loud music with deep messages and they win a lot of competitions with their messages
  • They’re known for seemingly never tiring, always belting out lyric after lyric no matter how many songs they’ve already performed that night
  • Kuroo is their lead singer with ridiculous hair and a ridiculously sexy low voice that kills their fans
  • He’s also known to be a nerd who, while still in school, was in college prep classes
  • Kenma plays bass and is talented but is often mistaken for a backup or replacement because of his lack of energy and aura
  • Yaku is lead guitarist and has punched someone during a show for calling him short
  • That person was Lev
  • Lev is the backup guitarist who wants to become the lead but “LEV YOU CAN’T BE THE LEAD IF YOU CAN’T PLAY A 12 STRING!”
  • Yamamoto is their drummer who always throws his sticks into the crowd at the end of a show
  • a lot of nekoma’s expenses go into buying him new sticks
  • Shibayama is a replacement guitarist who came in for Yaku when he sprained his wrist
  • Fukunaga plays electric guitar and can shred really good
  • Kai plays the keyboard with a dignified talent until they get to certain songs where he becomes a keyboard god
  • Fukurodani is a rock band with loud music and lyrics that don’t really make sense but they still somehow get thousands of preorders for all of their albums within 3 days
  • Akaashi is their really pretty lead guitarists who has at least one solo in every album
  • Konoha can play any instrument and can take over as lead singer whenever it’s necessary
  • He’s really popular amongst the fans but will glare at anyone who calls him a jack of all  trades (specifically their drummer- Komi)
  • Bokuto is Fukurodani’s voice with a seemingly soothing voice despite their main music production being rock
  • Shiratorizawa’s music has a pop music feel
  • Their drummer is really stoic and never really shows emotions
  • Oikawa, who’s music is always deep and and meaningful, hates how popular Shiratorizawa is despite their most popular member being so stone faced
  • They used to have an old singer with a talent for singing notes in a really melodic way and being really pretty
  • They replaced him with a singer no one had heard of before but his voice is good and fits their genre so no one complains much
  • They do still get the odd email or two requesting Semi be put back in as lead singer because Shirabu can’t hold his high notes for as long
  • Tendou plays electric guitar and is known for inputting random riffs into the chorus but it always works so they don’t make him stop
  • Goshiki plays bass but he really wants to play drums and show just how good he is but he’s only played drums twice for them during a live show
  • Date Tech beat Karasuno at the last music awards
  • Their voice overall isn’t outstanding but their abilities with instruments is astounding
  • Moniwa was their lead singer but he left the band to go to university
  • Futakuchi, who used to be their lead guitarist, stepped up as lead singer and kept his position as guitarist
  • Aone is their drummer with a stone expression unless he feels like the opposing team proposes a challenge
  • Then he starts flipping drum sticks and rocking drum solos and owning the stage
  • Koganegawa is their electric guitarist who messes some songs but Date Tech is well versed enough that they can amend his mistakes without someone noticing
  • Sakunami, their keyboard player, is usually the one to cover his fumble with a pretty tune
  • Johzenji is another popular band
  • They’re known for their energy and not planning out their shows beforehand
  • All their members are extremely well versed in all positions, not just their own
  • So during some shows their guitarist and bass will switch or their drummer and electric
  • Terushima is their lead singer
  • There’s always rumours about whatever new celebrity he's’s sleeping with but he’s just a dork who was really smart in high school and was in class 7
  • One of their most popular albums was their fourth and the cover is a monochrome tongue with a silver ball piercing on it
  • No one really understood why until it got revealed during an interview that Terushima had a tongue ring
  • Terushima crowd surfs at least once at every concert
  • Kuroo accidently dropped that he and Terushima slept together before by mentioning how much he loved prince albert piercings like the one Terushima has
  • Whenever Terushima gets asked about both the piercing and sleeping with Kuroo he just winks and smirks
  • Nohebi and Nekoma have a well known rivalry
  • They will often release albums on the same day to compete to see who gets the most sales in the first day
  • Kuroo and Daishou are rumoured to have been childhood friends before something spilt them up
  • Neither have confirmed this rumour
  • At awards they’re always insulting each other on the red carpet
  • Kuguri is their electric guitarist most of the time but he recently stepped in as bass player and gained himself a fandom
  • Numai, their usual bass, broke his thumb and sat out a few shows
  • He plans on leaving the band to attend university soon despite loving the band and all its members
  • He was really happy to see that Kuguri could get fired up and frustrated seeing as it would be him replacing Numai as bass 

feel free to add on with anything really or message me and tell me im going insane and should just get off the internet

Tomorrow, I will be 2 weeks sober.  I haven’t gone this long since probably my junior year in high school.  Even though my addiction to intravenous heroin is fairly new, its always been something with me.  It started off with Xanax and K-pins, then to that mixture I added adderall, vicodin and valium and lorezepam, then as I began to experiment with drugs I realized that anti depressants/anti anxiety medication wasn’t my favorite anymore.  I started my opiate addiction with 5mg percs, then I began snorting them and upped my dose little by little.  Then I went to college and began smoking 30′s and popping xanax and adderall on the regular.  Then I revisited an old friend of mine, heroin.  I had tried it in high school once, and it gave me such a good feeling I was afraid to use it again.  I had only snorted it in high school and when I began using it again in college I promised myself I would only snort it (or sometimes smoke it) and that I would NEVER shoot it… But then smoking 3 30′s made me feel only a little bit okay, and snorting a couple bags only barely took the pain away.. then I shot it once just to try it and then…. Now I am trying to pick up the pieces of my life and put them back together.  I screwed up my entire freshman year of college, lost all of my ambition, almost died twice, lost 35 pounds, turned into a zombie, I lost all of my feelings for people who cared about me, I stopped eating because everything I ate would end up getting thrown up anyway.. the heroin put me in so many bad situations too… I was almost raped in an alley, ive been robbed numerous times and by people I thought were my “friends”.  I started becoming shady myself.  To keep up with my habits I had to middleman dope and I would upcharge junkies that I knew would pay the price..  I helped my dealer rob another dealer… we stole 10 bricks and I accepted only 2 and a half bricks for helping.. which is still a lot of dope but still.. I did most of the work and settling for less than half was okay to me.. thats not right?  I didn’t even think twice about it.  Once I got my cut I sold about 2 grams and the rest went into my veins eventually… I held onto my stash like it was my prized possession.. I kept that much heroin in my dorm room!  What the fuck was I thinking???  Then a week before the end of the semester I realized that I had to go home and see my parents and I looked in the mirror and just started balling because I knew they would know… I mean how could they not?  I was pale as a ghost, had the biggest dark circles, my arms were COVERED in track marks and they’re still not healed, I was weak, skinny, my hair had become thin, I just looked like I had no life left in me.  When I first tried heroin I thought I was going to do it on the side just to keep myself happy and comfortable and for a while I did, I somehow kept a balance, but without even realizing it, I mean it just snuck up on me.. I let myself go.  I drowned in my sorrows and let my lack of self esteem take me away and I became the one thing I said I never would be.  Ever since I was 12, when I first started smoking weed I was always told that my actions were a gateway to horrible things.  Of course I would laugh and say “pshhh Im okay!  I would never do heroin thats stupid!” and “Crack? wtf why would I do that?”  Then the next thing I knew I was sitting in a basement with a group of junkies shooting up half a gram of heroin just so that I could go to the atm to pull out money for more dope.  I needed that much to get off the couch… and before I left my friend passed me the pipe and said “while youre out grab some foil.”


Addiction is real.  Its not something anyone wishes for or tries to acquire.  It can sneak up on you and take over you real quick and before you realize it has you, you’ll have no money, no good people left in your life, and you’ll NEVER notice how much you changed as a person.  I gave up my potential and dreams to escape through a temporary buzz.  Growing up I had always surrounded myself with the wrong people and usually it would bite me in the ass and I would learn my lesson but damn i was convinced that heroin was my best friend…. I mean when I met heroin it was love at first sight..I had experimented with many drugs and I had never come across one that made me feel so good.  I thought Perc 30′s were my one true love but the high had nothing on the high I got from shooting heroin.  The step from 30′s to heroin was the biggest leap I ever made.  It was like I jumped off a bridge.  30′s took all of my money and turned me into a hard opiate addict but they never almost killed me or put me in bad situations.. I mean I was so high on heroin going out to pick up whippits that I almost got raped in an alley and I didn’t have the energy to defend myself, thank god someone just happened to be walking that way and the guy got up and ran.. The experience destroyed me and I went to my friends house that night and shot 6 bags of dope and fell out and almost died. By then that was my second experience with falling out.  My first time was from accidentally smoking too much heroin that turned out to be fentanyl.  When I almost died the second time, I woke up and I didn’t care… I smoked a little crack and woke up and shot another couple bags…. thinking about it now I can’t believe it.. I just can’t… my daily life was: wake up, snort a couple bags, go to class, eat a snack, shoot in the bathroom before my next class (if i didn’t have enough I would skip and go out and find enough), throw up (usually happened randomly throughout the day), go to class and nod out and embarrass myself because I looked like such a junkie sitting there barely conscious, do a bit of homework, make moves to score some dope, shoot up my first big score, go to my dealers house (she wanted to bang me so she usually gave me a couple bags for free), shoot that and chill for a bit, smoke some weed, smoke some crack, maybe pop a xanax bar, go on rides with my dealer and all along the way snort bags off the back of my phone, eat something, throw that up, stumble to my friend’s house where me and my 2 “bestfriends” would spend our time smoking stupid amounts of weed, smoking 30′s, shooting smoking and snorting dope, and from there I would middleman more dope for my dealer and I would just shoot my profits all night and then eventually pass out just to wake up the next day and start all over.  Weekends were the worst… I would pull all nighters and just get high constantly and I thought that was normal… I mean everyone else was out drinking and partying so same thing right?  I lost all common sense.  This junkie lifestyle became normal to me.  It became all I knew and all I wanted.  I cut out friends that were actually positive and had their shit together.  Then I would cry and wonder why I was so lonely.  By doing drugs, I only made myself physically feel better but only temporarily and I spent the rest of my time either thinking about drugs or I was trying to get more drugs.  Drugs never fixed any of my problems like I thought they did.  I thought I was “self medicating”.  I thought I was helping myself.  All I did was make my life worse and I almost killed myself and not even on purpose!


So if any of you out there are struggling with addiction and you feel like you have no one to talk to, no one to talk to that will understand or won’t judge you, please feel free to message me.  I needed someone to talk to through all of that and I had no one.  I couldn’t even talk to my old friends because I was embarrassed of my habits and I knew they wouldn’t understand anyway.  


I’m an addict too and I’m trying to fix myself.  I haven’t made it that far yet but I’m trying and I’m willing to talk to anyone who needs it so please don’t hesitate! I’m right here with you and we can get through this together! One step at a time.

The Signs and why you should hate them PART 2
  • Aries: Loud and obnoxious. Thinks it's cool to be aggressive and snobbish but it's fucking annoying to the rest of us. Their so called "confidence" is as fake as Iggy Azalea's ass. They're the most boring people on the planet. They're the child you never wanted. Meeting or befriending an Aries means you're being punished for something.
  • Taurus: They think the world revolves around their slow asses. Tauruses act like they do everything but all they really do is masturbate, cry and throw a tantrum when they have to get out of their beds. They expect everyone to do everything for them. If you want to win a Taurus' heart, (which I doubt you do) then just be rich. They probably have money hidden somewhere but they'll act like they're poor and homeless just so they can have your shit.
  • Gemini: Geminis are very good actors. That's why they spew bullshit out of their mouths every 2 minutes and everyone buys it. They're not funny and tend to laugh at their own jokes while everyone just wants them to shut the fuck up. They feed off of bullying other people but act like they're for the people. Gemini's only talent is having everyone believe their lives while actually believing it themselves. They have no sense of right or wrong because they're still children who need to be put on a leash in order to prevent them from fucking up everything in their path. Do they even hear themselves talk? Probably not, because they suck at listening to anybody including themselves.
  • Cancer: Cry me a fucking river. Cancers act like they don't give a shit but will try to plan your death if you don't notice their shitty haircut right away. They have no social life and their parents/guardian try to kick them out because all they are and ever will be is the loser living in their parent's/guardian's basement jerking off to The Notebook and thinking about their ex.
  • Leo: Their whole entire existence is a joke. They act like they have morals but will try their best to degrade people so they can feel superior. Why? Because they don't know who or what the fuck they are. They still have identity issues at 30. Arguing with a Leo is easy (and hilarious) because their egos are consistently being bruised by nothing, so you'll always win the fight. Leos can relate to cats because they're pussies.
  • Virgo: They like to fight with everyone. Everything is everyone else's fault except for theirs. Virgos can't take the blame for anything because they think they're perfect (when they actually look like a mean sack of shit) and because they're prone to stomach aches and shitting their pants every time there's a little bump in the road. They hate being wrong (which they usually are) and will lie and murder their best friend just to try and prove a point. Because their ego comes before anything else.
  • Libra: Libras are so shallow, they won't think twice about talking to you if you're ugly. But take a good look at them and notice how boring their physical attributes are. They're just a plain jane walking piece of stale bread with two legs and a pulse. And they have as much depth as one too. All they do is try to charm people with the same lines they've used over and over again. They figure since they can't impress anyone with their looks they'll have to charm everyone with their fake personalities and horrible sense of humor. If you should even call that thing a personality.
  • Scorpio: Scorpios can see right through you -- HA. This is bullshit. All you are to Scorpio is a mirror. So everything they see in you that's "bad" is just themselves looking back at them. They only know you're lying because they have used every lie in the book and it takes one to know one. They're so shitty, they have done every horrible thing there is to do in life. So when someone reminds a Scorpio of themselves, they instantly don't like you. Because they know you're a piece of shit just like they are. This is why they're considered "mysterious". They judge people mainly by their looks (but use the word "aura" to throw people off) but if you look behind the sunglasses, millions of scarves and large hats they try to cover their faces with, you'll see they're not that special either.
  • Sagittarius: Congratulations! You are the shittiest fucking sign. You should be proud of yourself. But I bet you are, because you'll do anything for attention whether it's good or bad. Sagittarius itself is a joke and everything they do is the punchline. They think they're smart and will stand up for something they don't agree with just for the sake of arguing and seeming smart when in actuality, they got their facts from wikipedia and other people that they eavesdropped on.
  • Capricorn: Calm down. You're not superior. In fact, judging by how quickly you get offended you're the exact opposite. Capricorns love to fight everyone if it gives them some extra points on looking tough. But honestly, they're not even tough. We all hated them ever since they walked into the room. They focus on work and school because they have no friends. They act like they have class which is a joke, considering they put on a tough front all day and then cry their cowardly hearts out at home.
  • Aquarius: Hahahahahahahahahaha. You're not even worthy of one. Go fuck yourself.
  • Pisces: Pisces love to daydream and imagine the impossible, like getting off their lazy asses for once and actually doing something with their lives besides smoking pot and getting drunk. They're naturally psycho, because they can't tell the difference between fantasy and reality anymore. But they claim to know everything so if you tell them they're wrong they'll turn everyone against you. They're such pussies, they will probably grab a knife, scream, cry and kick shit if you look at them the wrong way. But don't worry, the knife is only so they can stab themselves repeatedly in their own face since they love to self destruct and then play the victim and put all the blame on everyone but themselves. Their own family hates them. So there's your first clue to avoid them at all costs. Seriously, the worst sign ever to exist.
All The King’s Men - snowbaz

i really love the fangirl story with simon and the hares so hARE WE ARE (puns) for carry on countdown day 5(?): spells!! hope im doing this right

Fluff

Graphic Making Out

United after long years of fighting, all it takes to find a common ground is a few hares.


All the King’s horses” is not a spell that many know. Founded by crooks in the late 1800s, the point of the spell is to disassemble or disfigure an objection so drastically, that no passers-by can truly distinguish what it is. People used it in the crime rig, to mask murders and robberies in the ‘get-away-and-don’t-get-caught’ stage. Depending on what the caster visualizes, a duffel bag filled with cannabis could easily be a stack of Psychology textbooks.

Alternatively, this spell can be used on people in order to disguise them, though is not as powerful as “Masquerade!”, assuming the spelled knows Phantom of the Opera.

The revert back to it’s true image is a matter of either a quick As you were(like all spells), or waiting up to three or four hours.

×××

Simon

“This is ridiculous, Baz,” I insist, following behind him with haste through the the halls of Watford. “You need to slow down!”

“If he’s looking for the hares, too,” Baz declares, “we need to hide them.”

It goes like this: Baz and I have (kind of, only temporarily) teamed up on my hunt for the seven hares. I’m not entirely sure what the selling point was. Something about his boredom being dangerous to society, or the legacy of his family name being protected, and then something else about my useless magic and sub-par hunting skills. Penny hadn’t been too keen for him either, but we let him in on our plans as soon as he said he might have an idea to stop Algernon - some new kid in our year - from finding them.

The story with Algernon is difficult to explain. He showed up in our Latin class in the first week, sitting beside Baz with an eager smile on his face. That was the first step in mine and Baz’s parallel paths: one look, and we were united in the confusion of alteration to our norm. He even stopped me after class just to brainstorm. This kid was freaking Baz out like I’d never seen.

Once we found him snooping around at the hares I’d already found, Baz insisted on being one of our expeditioners. Something about that kid, he had declared in a spray of anger and desperation, isn’t right. I’ll say it once, and you’re going to remember it: he’s after your hares and he’s after you.

I never did ask why he cares so much.

Now, Baz takes long strides to the moat, parting groups of students in his presence. I bumble along after him, attempting to slow him, or at least end his parade of cockiness. It’s gathered attention, the way he storms so gracefully, exclaiming power in every step. His arms sway languid, free yet control, and the way I so stubborn stomp him has the likes of Miss Possibelf on our heels. Known for our fighting and arguing, I can see where she thinks this is leading - I’m sure if she knew we were working together, she’d faint out of a cocktail of relief, confusion, and trauma.

We reach the Tower and arrive at a simple door, out of place, on the side of it. Baz spells it open, grabs my wrist, and practically throws me inside (habits).

There’s nothing all that marveling inside, save for the marvelous potential that the damp staircase could hold. I choose not to get on Baz’s bad side, and start down the stairs into a blue washed (rather marvelous)  lounge.

The left wall isn’t made of glass, but it’s certainly see-through. Water from the moat crashes mercilessly against the magical barrier as merwolves attempt to attack and impress us. They twirl and kick and ram against the anonymous wall, leaving me in awe of their ruthless grace. Much like how Baz does, despite the fact that he’s spitting at them and flipping them off, at the present.

I go to scold him, tell him he’s being a dickhead, when I see his reason for dragging me here - a large, propaganda-like hare mural, painted on the grey bricks, hiding behind a border of moss and algae.

“You found one,” I smile, looking over to Baz. Wonder and excitement overwhelm me at once. “Baz, you’re bloody brilliant, you are!”

“So, I’ve said,” he replies, bored. “Countless times. This isn’t the only thing I wanted to show you.”

My awe falls short. “What…?”

“All the king’s men!” He casts, face stern, power channeling into bursts of purple light.

The paint of the hare begins to run down the wall, the mark of the artist (Lucy Salisbury) being the only part of it left unscathed. I feel a protest rising in my chest and throat as Baz watches on, grinning, as though he hasn’t just destroyed part of the puzzle we’re attempting to solve. As another stab in the gut, I start to believe it’s over - the brick wall smashes itself inwards. Irreparable unless by magic.

What are you doing?!” I screech.

He rolls his eyes and walks forward. “It’s a perception spell, you dingus,” he spits. “The painting is still there. I can see it fine. Anyone who doesn’t cast the spell…”

It clicks. “Algernon.”

“…can’t see the original object. Now, thank me.”

“Thank you,” I breathe.

He’s rather proud of himself. It’s almost wholesome. “The other thing - we need to talk to the Mage,” he announces. I’m already shaking my head.

“He isn’t at Watford.”

“Exactly.” He points on his word. I blink twice. “Not since Algernon showed up.”

It clicks. “You think…?” Yes. Yes he does think that Algernon is the Mage, possibly using the same spell as he used on the wall. “How do we get there, then? Can’t exactly book an appointment. We also can’t go there for fighting anymore…is this why you were causing all that fuss in the corridor?”

He smiles like the cocky git that he is and knocks his eyebrows up in agreement. “Miss Possibelf is on her way.”

I sputter, just a bit. “We still have to be caught doing something!”

Baz’s stares at me, then the ground, then back at me, only now with a bolt of confidence and a queue of words.

“We have one minute.” He declares, right before he kisses me.

I should mention now, that the kiss did not shock me so much as my reaction did: heart pounding just a tad faster, lips responding almost immediately, onpy a second delay before I wrapped him closer and let him push me against a wall. He kept it at an unconvincing level, though - a soft kind of kissing that wasn’t enough for this. It felt floundering. A messy kind of lovely that I wanted so much more of.

I pulled him down by his neck and went for it. Tongues uncoordinated and heat, lips crushing each other in some kind of awfully wet competition between us. Still, though, as awful as it sounds, it’s so good. I want him closer, if that’s even possible. How long have I needed this?

It happens just as my legs are tangled comfortable around his waist and our rhythm is fast and settled. My hands are in his hair, he’s asking if he can grab my ass (I’m saying yes), and I’m hopelessly sighing and humming at all of this contact, when Miss Possibelf creeps in and catches us.

Boys!” She screeches.

Baz leaves one soft, lasting kiss to me, and turns to Miss Possibelf expectantly. I stare, stare, stare at him, dizzy and confused, but most of all happy. Even as I’m sliding off of him, I keep the contact of his hand (previously taking handful of my ass, presently resting on the small of my back). I don’t care to look at Miss Possibelf - I care to gaze at Baz.

“Mage’s office. Now.” Is all I hear, before we’re left alone again, walking towards the door.

Baz smirks down at me. “Shall we?”

I want to kiss that smirk, suddenly. “We shall.”

And we venture on.

High Cut vol. 155, August 2015 - hyukoh interview

Disclaimer: This interview is the property of High Cut. All translation mistakes are my own. Please credit me if moving or translating into a different language. Thank you!

National MC Yoo Jaesuk vented about hyukoh, saying that “amongst the people I have interviewed in the past 10 years, hyukoh have been the most difficult”. Their songs, based in melancholy, have been quite earnest, and their past interviews have shown profound sensibility in the members. Thus I was afraid, right up until the moment that I met the real hyukoh. I came close to the 23 year old boys of hyukoh, that I faced at a photo studio for one night. Inwoo, who was excited at being complimented on his high jump skills, continuously touched the ceiling without fail, and Oh Hyuk, equipped with a pink pen used for body painting, displayed an overflowing mischeviousness while writing the absurd message “mother” on the arms of all of the staff. Interviewing them was very much the same. At ease after a drink, the conversations kept coming and going during what had become a noisy drinking session. The conversation was pulled in all directions. And so went my delightful 2am chat with Oh Hyuk (vocals, guitar), Im Donggun (bass), Im Hyunje (guitar) and Lee Inwoo (drums). Journalist Bang Jungsun

An article about you visiting the HIGHGRND office was given large space on a portal site’s frontpage. Since being signed to HIGHRGND, is there anything that’s changed?
Oh Hyuk: It’s good. First of all, (Ta)blo is really good to us. He listens to us well. He councels us a lot. Although it’s only been up until recently that we’ve been in the same field, if you nitpick at the details, they were different domains, you know? I think it’s good that he speaks to us from the same perspective of making music.

Right now people go wild just at the breathing of hyukoh. Is there anything that’s changed between last year’s hyukoh and this year’s hyukoh?
Hyunje:
I feel a large difference. There are a lot of people who recognise us, and last year we couldn’t even think of stuff like people singing along.

The singalong at Ansan M Valley Rock Festival a while back was amazing as well.
Oh Hyuk:
So many people came. It was packed all the way to the sound engineering seats. It was fun. It was fun, but stuff like the animal smell was a bit much. (Laughs)
Inwoo: The mosquitoes were no joke either. Mosquito festival. (Sticks out leg) Look at this.
Hyunje: Oh? I wasn’t bitten even once.
Oh Hyuk: Because your blood is dirty. My blood is clean, so I got bitten a lot.

You’ve been defending the top of the digital charts for over 20 days, even beating out the girl groups.
Donggun:
Will we be given something if we pass a month?
Oh Hyuk: It feels good. It’s not something that happens to just anyone. It’d be nice if we stayed on the charts for half a year.

The longer time passes, the more the expectations of your next album grow. Please give us a hint.
Oh Hyuk:
We’re thinking of releasing it in September. Orientalism with an odd ambience.

Several of your songs are ranked on the digital charts, but what are the members’ favourite songs that aren’t necessarily on the charts?
Oh Hyuk:
‘Hooka’. It was the most fun song to work on. 'Wi ing Wi ing’ and 'Comes and Goes’, that are liked by IU, make sense to me, but Hooka being on the charts was amazing.
Hyunje: That’s all thanks to IU, isn’t it.
Oh Hyuk: Thank you, IU.

In just a year you’ve become superstars. What’s your secret?
Oh Hyuk:
Our attitudes being different? Thinking of it now that we’re here, I think we’ve been lucky. Before we gathered as a band it was just me. By the way, I had absolutely no understanding of bands. I knew no one in this scene, and (pointing at Im Hyunje) that guy was just at home. He’s an applied music major, but didn’t go to school. And as for me, I took a leave of abscence from school and sold shoes. (I heard you’re good at tying shoelaces because of that?)
Donggun: According to him, he can tie them in just 3 seconds.
Oh Hyuk: Today you didn’t hear it from me. (Proudly) It seems people think that simply because I’m good at it. I can really tie shoelaces in only 3 seconds. There’s a video too. Anyway. I was close with these guys who did hiphop. Come to think of it, I think I used to approach musicians in other scenes differently.

Hyunje, you entered Seoul Institute of the Arts as a top student. Why didn’t you go to school?
Hyunje:
It wasn’t interesting. Having tried it out, it felt like I was learning the same things all over again.
Oh Hyuk: I’ll go back to school next year. Taking classes with the freshmen. (Laughs) The seniors used to be afraid of me, since I look scary. I couldn’t get used to that, so I didn’t even smile properly.

Hyunje, do you still like SISTAR’s Bora?
Hyunje:
I used to think she was charming, didn’t I.
Oh Hyuk: It’s IU for me. She’s our savior.
Hyunje: By the way, we’ve met IU in real life. She’s really pretty in person, I think.
Oh Hyuk: Rumours are going to start circulating, saying  Im Hyunje and IU are in a relationship.
Hyunje: Hate comments are attention too.

Donggun, while you have played guitar since middle school, you play bass in hyukoh.
Donggun:
Because there was no one to fill the bass part. I played the guitar for about a month. Hyunje’s style fit the team better. I have no discontent with it.
Inwoo: Since he’s a really cool guy. He’s dignified. Im Dignified.

Isn’t it it because Donggun is so manly that he takes lead of the atmosphere in the team?
Hyunje:
Donggun is a hippie. Whatever happens happens. He thinks that all the events in the world happen for a good reason. He gives the impression of not putting too much meaning into matters, and chooses to have an attitude of moderation.
Oh Hyuk: In any case, it’s something that no one will remember in 100 years.

Oh Hyuk, you’ve heard the talk about you looking like Manse, right?
Inwoo:
He’s pretending to be cute a lot these days.
Hyunje: Isn’t it that Manse looks like Oh Hyuk?
Donggun: Since Manse got famous first.
Oh Hyuk: Manse is more famous. So first of all, Manse is hyung. I think I look like Manse hyung.
Hyunje: You don’t care that articles like this will come out?
Oh Hyuk: I can’t. I’m a rocker. I’m 23 years old. I’m 21 years older (than Manse). If he was born the year before last, then now we have a kid worthy of cheering.*

It seems people are even more crazy about hyukoh due to your lyrics speaking the minds of the youth. I wonder if such an interpretation is a bit exaggerated.
Oh Hyuk:
It’s exaggerated. I just write my own stories.
Inwoo: Cyworld aesthetic.**
Oh Hyuk: I’ve been criticised by someone for my lyrics. They said it felt like peeking at someone’s diary. I don’t actually write a diary.

Are all of you in relationships?
Hyunje:
I have a girlfriend, as does Donggun.
Inwoo: (Stealthily raises hand) You’ve worked hard.
Oh Hyuk: Inwoo has one? Since when?
Donggun: You were dating her?
Oh Hyuk: I’m disappointed. How could you not tell me? In the end I’m the only one without one.

Oh Hyuk must put in more effort.
Hyunje:
He’s receiving love from a lot of people. He can’t be satisfied with only one person.
Oh Hyuk: What are you saying. (Laughs) I want to be in a relationship. I’m aiming for monogamy.
Everyone: You’re saying weird things.
Oh Hyuk: Instead of being in a relationship, I’m living diligently.
Everyone: Are we not living diligently?
Oh Hyuk: Relationships waste your 20′s. Your 20′s is a time for preparation.
Hyunje: From now on, don’t say you want to be in a relationship.
Oh Hyuk: But I want to. The truth is, I don’t want to be preparing in my 20s.

* He’s speaking nonsense here and didn’t use proper particles, so it’s difficult to decipher exactly what he’s saying. Hyung = older brother. Manse also means 10 000 years, and is a term used in the context of cheering, ie. the phrase “Daehanminguk manse” would be something like “Hail the Republic of Korea”. (Manse and his brothers are named after this phrase.)
** Cyworld was an extremely popular Korean internet community, where you had your own mini homepages where you could publish content like diary entries, videos and photos, and that you could decorate with themes, background music, stickers, etc.

Birthday Headcanon Roundup: Check Please

So yesterday I tried to give people that messaged me happy birthday a thank-you headcanon (that I had to stop halfway through because there are TOO MANY NICE PEOPLE) but here’s a way to see all of them easily:

(They are VERY RANDOM)

  • The boys play monopoly about twice a year. It always ends in tears, anger, and Jack Zimmermann somehow winning. After every game they declare “never again” because even Bitty is horrified by Jack’s reign of terror but then by six months, they start thinking it will be fun again and… “We are trapped,” Shitty says, looking down at the board and Jack’s empire that somehow spans an entire side of the board. “How do we always forget this? Why do we do this to ourselves? Also, Jack, please, please I promise I’ll pay you in back massages if you–”
  • Tango decides that baking is fascinating and he wants Bitty to teach himeverything. Bitty is flattered, but also a little flustered because Tango sometimes asks 15 questions in a row and he is used to his viewers being… well, silent because they don’t watch til later and Tango, no, you don’t drink tea out of a teaspoon- stop- DO NOT DRINK STRAIGHT VANILLA, TANGO!!!! IT WILL NOT TASTE- Oh, you’ve done it. Oh god.
  • Every member of the hockey team gets a birthday meal courtesy of Bitty and whoever he ropes into helping. They are allowed to pick anything and honestly, Bitty loves the challenge of learning to cook something new. So when Whiskey shrugs and tells him “um, just maybe some eggs?” Bitty is horribly disappointed. Because scrambled eggs? He could make those everyday for Whiskey if that’s what he wanted. But Whiskey insists and rules are rules and so he listens and has never seen someone so incredibly grateful for scrambles eggs in his whole life.
  • The Haus goes through many video game phases - Starcraft, LOL, minecraft, but NONE is as intense as the Sims phase. Never before has the Haus been so divided and it is all made worse by the fact that they only have Sims install on one computer and– “FOCUS ON HIS LOVELIFE. CALL CINDY AND INVITE HER OVER AGAIN!!!” “are you CRAZY?? We need to get PROMOTED. We are NEVER going to make general at this rate!!” “I WANT KIDS, HOLSTER. AT LEAST THREE!!!” “If y’all don’t redecorate soon, I am going to withhold pie. WHY did you pick that rug in the first place??” “We were trying to do one without the cheat codes! a real game!” “FUCKING CALL CINDY BRO IM NOT JOKING!!”

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Oh, Nini. You have no idea how happy I’d be if I had someone like you in my life. You’re my ideal friend. It may sound silly coming from an unknown person like me, but as I’ve said previously I really like you as a person. Again, I don’t know you personally but the small bits of personality that I get from the internet are enough for me to understand. Understand just how rare of a person you are. Rare in a positive way. I’ve withdrawn my personality my entire life,

(1) I’ve never got the chance to be myself with anybody for so many reasons (shyness, fear of being judged, being too exposed, giving too much and getting too little etc…), it sucks. I’m aware of my flaws, yet I’m not able to change. Just like at school; I know I could study more and ace those tests, yet I never give my best. Sometimes I think I’m too picky, delusional. People tell me that sometimes. I’m very observant, unfortunately,

(2) and I can’t bring myself to open up to people whose behavior I don’t like.. It’s stronger than me. I’ve tried to lower my standards, to get rid of expectations but it doesn’t work. I’m still depressed and lonely. It’s so exhausting. That few times where I get to meet nice people, I end up losing them. I’m not surprised about it though. I’m complicated. Everything I’ve ever wished for was a friend. A true one. Affection. Being understood.

(3) Differently from my friends I’m not searching for a lover. Just a friend. That’s it. But the problem is that I’m a walking contradiction. I’ve always been the cheerful, carefree and funny friend, a true extrovert. One would never tell I’m a bucket of depression, self-loathing and loneliness, because I can’t bring myself to open up. I tried with a psychologist, talking to her about all the shit that’s happened to me in my 19 years of worthlessness. But it didn’t change anything.

(4) She seemed like a plain worker to me, doing her everyday job, and I was just another patient. It was her job. She couldn’t give two shits. I wonder if there’s really something wrong with me. I’ll probably be unhappy for the rest of my life if I keep being like this. You give me hope sometimes. But then I realize that you are on the other part of the planet, which reminds me that people like you are rare and I probably won’t have the privilege to meet them. The chances are very low.

(5) *sighs* Now I’m here having an existential crisis. Sometimes I wish I was like some people I know; very close minded and shallow. They simply don’t think about certain things. Oh god, I’m rambling. I’m always sending you essays, ¾ very depressing ones. I’m so sorry about that Nini hahah forgive me! <3 ily (lost anon)

hello lost anon bub! firstly, im really flattered that you’d think so highly of me! but the truth is, im just like you. im a regular human, with regular flaws. ive been depressed and suicidal since i was 13, i have a major anxiety disorder, minor obsessive compulsive disorder, severe social anxiety, and come from an extremely abusive household. i am an immigrant, and the child of poor immigrants, who place an absurd amount of pressure on me to succeed. i grew up just above poverty level, and live with the constant burden of not doing well, of not succeeding, of disappointing people. those are just a few of the obstacles i have faced and continue to face in life. 

i do not tell you this to be like “my life is sadder and harder than yours” or give a lecture like that (in truth, i don’t know who you are, or what your circumstances are, and i’m not in a position to be lecturing anyone besides perhaps my sister when she dates an idiot boy). i tell you this to give you insight into some of the darker aspects of my life, and how, despite all of this, i have managed to carve a path for myself. ive been able to find good people, put myself in good situations, and work hard to take control of my life. at present, i am a bio major, premed in university, i am the undergraduate behavioral specialist at a neurobiology and epigenetics lab (ive been published twice in neurology in the last year), vice president of an organization that has a student-run free health clinic for the homeless, undocumented, and refugees, where i volunteer on the weekends and do social work, i do traditional and folk sri lankan dancing, i am a devout sinhala buddhist, and i also write some really wild stories for a really wild ship when i have a rare moment of free time. 

to repeat what i said in the previous paragraph– i dont say this to show off or try to tear you down, but to explain my personal situation. every single day is an uphill battle. every day, there’s a new challenge, something in my life that is trying to hold me back, prevent me from accomplishing the things i dream of doing. every single person has odds stacked against them– some more so than others, and some of them cannot be so easily resolved. every person has troubles, flaws, disabilities. but that does not give you an excuse to give up. that does not give you an excuse to feel sorry for yourself. 

self pity is very… seductive. it gives us a reason to be passive in our lives, to continue to let our issues overrun our lives. it’s easy. it requires absolutely no effort. it’s simple to stay in bed all day. it’s easy to go through the motions of life with blinders on, just feeling emotions and reacting to them in the easiest, knee-jerk way. 

this seems very strange, right? why would anyone want to do that? that doesn’t sound particularly fun to me. the truth is that everyone does this, to some degree, in various contexts. it’s easier to be passive than to take ownership of your actions. when things go wrong, it’s easier to pin the blame on other things, to say it couldn’t be helped. it’s a self-preservation tactic. my writing professor was actually talking about this in class today– he asked why so many people are so adamant about denying climate change. why is it, that despite nearly every scientist saying it’s happening, despite all the evidence around us, people continue to swear up and down that it doesn’t exist? 

its because admitting that there is a problem means taking ownership. it means that we suddenly become responsible. it means we get uprooted from our way of living, of behaving, and suddenly, we have to change what we’re doing. 

and most people are lazy. changing means putting in work. humans are inclined to routine, to efficiency and simplicity, to put in minimal effort and expect maximum results. it’s simple for us to fall into the sameness of life. changing requires courage, diligence, and a fuck ton of work. 

tumblr has a very toxic mentality when it comes to mental illness. it’s mostly about scoring as many pity points as possible. about complaining about an issue, but when faced with solutions and suggestions, immediately shutting down and making excuses, because being sad is more comfortable and more easy than trying to be introspective, working through issues, looking for solutions and acting upon them, despite the odds. 

it’s toxic, and to be frank, very boring. it doesn’t set a good example for neurodivergent people such as myself and so many others on this website who have to battle against these illnesses and disabilities every day. mental illnesses are tough enough to deal with on their own– it’s absolutely not conducive to be in an environment where passivity, apathy, and bitterness are encouraged, and normalized. because it tells us that it’s okay to let life go by, that it’s okay to let our issues consume us, that it’s okay not to care, that we should be malicious towards our feelings and be self-deprecative of our behaviors, while simultaneously continuing to promote them and excuse them. 

one of the reasons that i like namjoon so much and why he inspires me is because i have a “headcanon” (lets call it this, for fear of neurotypicals swarming my inbox telling me not to spread rumors) that he has depression. you know why it helps me so much? because he’s an inspiration to people like me and people who think and feel the way he does. here he is, facing such great odds, dealing with so much shit, on top of the depression, and yet, he’s so incredibly successful. despite all the shit he goes through on a daily basis, despite stumbling, making mistakes, being hurt, he gets up every day and does what he loves, and he lives passionately. and he succeeds

that’s the key part to that. he succeeds. he beats his odds every day and he’s been able to carve a life for himself– something he can look back on with pride, knowing he did this on his own, and with difficulty, which makes it that much more remarkable. 

if he can do it, why can’t i? whether it’s facing my social anxiety when doing presentations, or facing my abusive father, or feeling so emotionally drained that i can’t get out of bed to go to class or eat or anything, and the knife in the drawer suddenly seems so tempting to me. why is it, that the knee jerk reaction to having issues is to complain? to make excuses? to take a narrow-minded approach to life? 

life is so short, bub. it can end in the blink of an eye (and technically speaking, in the scope of the universe and time and space, it really does). so why do we have to be so apathetic? so cynical? what good does that do for us? instead of being receptive to good things, and trying really really hard, and actively pursuing betterment (positive deviance, as i like to call it), why do we continuously push it away? 

it is a choice. there is no “it can’t be helped”. no “it’s just how i am”. you will feel what you feel. emotions cannot be controlled. but you can control how you react to your emotions. which may seem like an abstract concept, since our feelings are our feelings. but we can control our actions, and what we do based on our feelings. if we feel sad, are we going to lie in bed all day? or are we going to take time to calm down, to center ourselves, and find a way to go through the day, giving ourselves little encouragements, and pushing back against our mind? if we are jealous, are we going to lash out in anger or isolate ourselves? or are we going to communicate, try to figure out the root of the issue and work through it, no matter how difficult it may be, both to open up, and to think critically about ourselves (not in terms of self-loathing, but rather in breaking apart why we do the things we do and feel the way we feel)? 

this isn’t some neurotypical “just try to be positive sweaty :-)” BS. this is me, telling you, that you have one life. you can either let it go by, or you can live it with meaning, with effort and awareness and diligence. i don’t have all the answers, and i dont think i know anyone besides myself well enough to pose the exact solutions that will work for them in their contexts. it’s something we must find for ourselves, by ourselves (and if you have the good fortune, with a professional or a trusted friend/mentor/guardian). 

i used to have existential crises all the time. it’s so easy, especially for our generation, to feel disillusioned and disenfranchised with ourselves and our lives. it wasn’t until i got to my writing class, and my professor started asking us questions at the beginning of the class. things like– “what do you love?”, “what do you hate?”, “what are you amazing at?”, “what are you passionate about?”, and the one that always gets me– “why are you even here?”. these questions are things that we should all ask ourselves, because i find that we find major gaps in our existence that way, and we start calling to question the way we’re living, and how little meaning we tend to attribute to our lives. but it can also be inspirational. in finding those “gaps”, we can make a choice in how we fill them. we create our own meaning and purpose. it’s an empowering thought. we have more control than the internet likes to tell us we do. 

being existential is fun and all, but being passionate, being grateful, being open-minded and sincere, being loving– both towards others and especially towards yourself– is so much more fulfilling. it takes work. nothing about this is easy. it’s probably one of the most difficult things to do, and i have to remind myself of this constantly (i actually put little post it notes in my daily planner at the end of every week, literally reminding myself of life’s worth). but it is so worth it. and you can do it. you’ll find that life suddenly becomes so much brighter that way. happiness is not a right. it is a privilege, given rarely and sparingly to those who work for it. so the question becomes– are you willing to work for it?

hi my name is vanessa and I'm here to remind everybody what makes Asuna so great.

So as of late, the anime has been messing up Asuna’s character and her relationship with Kirito. And I’m not very happy about it. So here’s a fun thing (with pictures) so everybody remembers what makes her the most special person in the series. 

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anonymous asked:

can you please keep talking about the boys hogwarts houses and general wizarding world headcanons i want to hear yours so bad omg

ok!!!

i think Louis is either a slytherin, like he said, or a gryffindor. honestly theres such a fine line between the two, and his tendency toward idk like pranks is the only thing thats making me think slytherin. he’s pretty cunning, i’d say, and also VERY ambitious and VERY successful in that ambition. i think he’d be one of those ppl with contempt for muggleborns, until he met harry and all that would go down the drain

but louis’ also so SO brave and not afraid to speak his mind, but that can go under slytherin too

EDIT: LOUIS IS ALSO LIKE FRED AND GEORGE SO HES ALSO GRYFFINDOR IM SOLD FOR BOTH

i think liam is 100% gryffindor, like there’s absolutely NO DOUBT in ym mind. he saved his friend from fire and he stood on the building that one time (recklessness) and he went for his dreams again even after being shot down the first time and he endured bullying and loneliness and his medical probelsm like liam is 100% gryffindor through and through

niall is hufflepuff he’s so carefree so la-di-da just ready to take what the world gives him and i love him

zayn im rly iffy on, the only thing i know is that he’s not hufflepuff. honestly i’d peg him for ravenclaw or slytherin, but im aiming for ravenclaw bc he is so smart and so well rounded i just think he’d thrive there. but slytherin too bc of his ambition u know?

other headcanons: (note, not in any order)

hmmmm well for a pet i think harry would have an owl and he’d spend far too much time having deep conversations with her and she’d have a particular liking for louis but she’d always bite all of his other friends when they tried to pet her

harry’s favorite class his the one with the predicting things (i cant remember the word) but only bc he feels bad that everyone else hates it. also he’s very imaginative and can actually see things in the tea leaves, unfortunately they’re never things in the text book that mean anything, but Professor Trelawny likes him for trying

they’ve all, except niall, got their patronuses tattooed on them. Louis is a stag, zayn is a wolf (i always forget about his leg tattoo), Liam’s is a tiger (is this a plausible patronus?) (his mum wouldnt let him get the tattoo so zayn got it for him. it doesnt mean anything, not really, it’s not like they kissed that one time and then again every day after but shhh) harry’s is, somehow, two sparrows, and niall’s is an otter (affectionate, smart)

im not sure if their animagi have to be the same but if not, zayn’s still is, idk about the others tbh

louis has an invisibilty cloak and also the marauder’s map

he and harry meet in the Room of Requirement a lot. it’s usually stocked with lube

now that its not like, what, the 70’s anymore? they use technology in the wizarding world and there’s a karaoke night (and of course, Harry and Zayn end up having to teach everyone how to plug something in and how microphones work) but they all sing Forever Young and then they decide to form a band

but ultimately Louis wants to be an Auror (did i spell that right?) so the band doesnt go really outside of hogwarts, but they’ve got some fans.

Gemma, who’s in the same year as Louis, thinks they’re all stupid but loves them anyway. her patronus is also an otter, and niall thinks it’s fate

Louis’ the seeker on the slytherin quidditch team. Harry introduces footie to Hogwarts but despite his knowledge and understanding of the football game, he’s quite shit at football. Louis’ a quick learner though, and soon he’s juggling both quidditch and footie and his classes, and he fails out of sixth year and has to repeat it. (bc irl he repeated grade 12 right?)

zayn and liam also discover the room of requirement, but in it theres spray paint and blank walls and lists and lists of songs and books on how to teach yourself proper singing technique. zayn paints liam’s voice.

niall get’s those screamy letters a lot from Gemma after she graduates, but she only does it bc she thinks it’s fun to see him sweat. (of course she doesnt actually see him, being off in the world studying dragons and all, but it’s the thought that counts)

by harry’s sixth year and louis’ seventh (eighth) they’re the power (HA) couple of the school and no one really cares when harry sits with the slytherins or when louis sits with the gryffindors

they do have a spat when slytherin beats gryffindor in the points competition thingy tho. harry is v competitive

harry discovers a talent for the position in quidditch where u hit things, bc his instinct to protect himself is strong enough that he’s the absolute best… bludgeoner????? idk, anyway, there’s been in years

also, when harry got his letter, his parents didnt know what it meant so Hagrid showed up, doubled over laughing, and wheezed out, “Yer a wizard, Harry,” before falling to the ground (and thus knocking over his mum’s china) in fits of laughter bc he never thought he’d say that twice

this is turning into a novel im gonna stop im sorry

anonymous asked:

I think that you're grossly mistaking Ryuuko and Mako's friendship for something that it's clearly not please stop

ok so i can see that ryumako is slowly becoming homumado the second and its a really big fucking problem

this is the last fricking time im gonna try and prove to you, anon, that there is more to their relationship than just “friendship” and after that im not even gonna bother omfg

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