i still dont know what i did

this years holocaust remembrance day is very important, given the current political climate. take today to remember the horrifying acts committed against jewish and romani people. take today to recognize the beginning of those same acts forming against PoC in america today. take today to resist those in power however you see fit, and after today, dont stop resisting. i am a jew still personally affected by the holocaust even 2 generations later. every jew is affected by the shoah, but there is a special pain to know what happened to your own family. or worse, not knowing what happened to the unknown people you see in old family photographs. we as a people will never be the same. remember the holocaust today. dont let this happen again.

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G-DRAGON 2017 WORLD TOUR ACT III:
M.O.T.T.E ‘MOMENT OF TRUTH’

THE END.

Regis takes Ignis aside to speak to him about duty and prophecies and he feels too much shock to react in front of Regis, the gentle hand on his shoulder feels like it’s touching someone else. He doesn’t even remember walking to Noct’s suite, but all of a sudden it crashes over him. 

Legs buckling under the weight of the knowledge. 

When did Gladio get there?

Noctis arrives home from school, immediately distressed seeing his normally so stoic adviser in such a state.

‘Specs….whats wrong?’
Ignis would try so hard to get it under control, turning to greet Noctis as is his duty. 

'It’s fine, Noctis, I’m sorry you both had to see me like this’
Gladios hands are still resting on his arms. He shakes his head at Noctis as if to say 'I dont know either’

His duty.

'I just, I received some bad news today’
His voice cracks.

'I’m sorry Ignis, is there anything I can do?’

'Nothing at all, I’m afraid’

Hogwarts 8th year:

So McGonagall announces a surprise mock-NEWT in class one day and everyone is super stressing out and Harry accidentally snaps his quill because ‘are you shitting me, NEWTs are two months away, dammit.’

And then he can’t find a spare quill anywhere in his bag and next to him Ron looks like he might burst into tears and on the table across the aisle on his other side Hermione is vigorously bunching up her hair into a top knot while reciting every Transfiguration theory they’d learnt in the past five months under her breath, her expression fierce as fuck, and just looking at her makes Harry even more nervous because what the fuck was she murmuring about Trans-Species Transformations, had they even covered that?! 

But McGonagall is already coming around handing out their tests and so he turns to Malfoy who’s sitting in front of him trying to cram in five months worth of notes in thirty seconds and taps him on the shoulder with a desperate, “Baby, you got an extra quill on you?” and Malfoy simply nods before feverishly rummaging through his bag and producing a slightly ruffled eagle feather quill and handing it over with a harassed, “Here, love”, before going back to tearing through his notes.

And then Harry hears an odd squeaking sound and turns to find Ron looking at him like he’d spontaneously turned into a giant spider and it’s only then he becomes aware of his exchange with his (still secret) boyfriend. Ron genuinely looks like he’s about to faint and Draco seems none the wiser as he accepts the test from McGonagall with trembling hands.

Ron makes a strangled choking sound up at McGonagall who sighs exasperatedly as she hands Harry and Ron their tests, “Now Mr. Weasley, do pull yourself together. Today’s results won’t count for your final grade.”

And honestly Harry can’t deal with any of this now because hell he loves Draco and doesn’t care what anyone says and why do mock-NEWTs even exist, like the actual ones weren’t bad enough and Ron is still staring at him in horror and Harry just grits out a, “We’re in love, mate, alright? Now close your mouth and fucking breathe before you faint and also, did we cover Trans-Species yet?” To which Ron just croaks out a, “I don’t know anything anymore, I need to lie down.”

Dr. Schneeplestein taking care of the septic egos!

Don’t worry they don’t have any cuts under the band aids those are just because schneenepnops says that puting some without even having anything still cures you from any bad thing and trust him! he’s a doctor and he know what he is doing!and it’s not because i thought that would be really cute or anything nopennnooope

And of curse i couldn’t forget the glitch grinch

he mad but that lollipop looks delicious

The third time Eleven run away was on the 23rd of May, 1985.

Mike Wheeler thought he had dealt with his father’s lack of care long time ago, but that day was just too much. Way too much.

An F on a test he really studied hard for, he really tried, but couldn’t focus enough, due to one of the panic attacks that he started having after the events of last year, and constant anxiety.

But, of course, his father didn’t know. Neither did his mom for that matter. Lately she was acting almost as distant as her husband, with the difference that she seemed weirdly joyful.

Mike knew he couldn’t just spend his life worrying, but he couldn’t help it. He was constantly worried - terrified - that one afternoon he’ll find the cabin empty. He was anxious all the time, unless he called Will and heard that he was okay. He worried about his parents marriage, that was less of a marriage with every passing day. He worried about Nancy, who was studying so hard for exams she barely slept. He worried about Holly, that she has to grow up in the atmosphere of either constant silence or constant arguments. He even worried about Steve, everytime he looked at his face when Nancy was around.

Mike Wheeler was worried about everything.

Lucas once told him that he should sometimes think about himself, but how he was supposed to stop caring? He wasn’t like his father. He cared.

And when Ted Wheeler finally decided to pay some attention to his only son and it turned out to be scolding for messing up a test, Mike had enough.

‘I get it, you are not really a sports kind of person. But can’t you just get good grades, as it seems to be the only thing you can do properly, at least it used to be?’

He wasn’t even yelling. Mike wished he would yell, just once. It would at least mean he gave a shit.

He felt like he was six again, his father bitterly disappointed that he didn’t find pleasure in kicking a ball around.

'Shouldn’t you do something other than reading your books all day?’ he heard when he was ten.

When he was eleven, the only response to his excited statement, that he and his friends won the science contest was an unfocused gaze, a nod and bored 'That’s great, son.’.

When he was thirteen, he stopped trying. When his son was thirteen, Ted Wheeler didn’t care that he woke up crying almost every night. Neither did he care that the shadows under Mike’s eyes seemed to grow with every passing day. He didn’t care enough to ask why he was mean to teachers. He didn’t bother to ask, once, if Mike was okay.

He preferred to assume he was, because that meant he didn’t have to do anything. That he didn’t have to be a father.

So now, Mike suddenly realised that he was not okay.

'OKAY, OKAY, SO WHAT IF I STUDY ALL THE TIME, GET THE BEST GRADES?! YOU WOULDN’T BE PROUD OF ME EVEN IF I MADE SCHOOL BASEBALL TEAM! YOU DON’T GIVE A SHIT! STOP PRETENDING YOU’RE MY FATHER!’

'Michael!’ no yelling. No hurt on his face. Calm, stern voice, reprimand.

And Mike wanted to hurt him, wanted to make him feel the way he felt for nearly fourteen years, but he still didn’t care.

So he fled. He quickly put on his torn sneakers and ran, slamming the door behind him.

He ran until his lungs and muscles burned. He ran, going past the town’s centre, he ran far, to the deserted alley. He wanted to scream, to punch something, he was angry, so angry…

'Hey, Wheeler! ’ he heard a menacing voice. He set his jaw, turning around to face Troy.

'What do you want?’ he growled.

'What got you so worked up, Frogface? Missing your freak of a girlfriend?’

'Shut your mouth!’

'Or what? You’re going to punch me? Maybe I would be afraid if you were trying to throw a ball five feet away from me. ’

Troy’s cronies chuckled, approaching him.

'Hey, Wheeler, I’m actually curious. How does it feel to be such a failure that even freaks run away from you?’ he grinned with disgusted expression.

Mike’s fist flew first.

***

When Mike didn’t come over as soon as the school ended, she was disappointed.

When he didn’t answer her first supercom call, she was worried.

When he didn’t answer next five, she put on her blindfold and a hooded sweatshirt she stole from him a two days ago, focusing on his scent and warmth she could almost still feel.

Then she saw him, in the void, pushed onto the wall, his lip split, that mouthbreather towering over him, she was out of the door in seconds.

***

'You really thought you could beat me up, Wheeler?’ Troy chuckled, punching him in the stomach. Mike gasped for air. 'Maybe if I put you on a wheelchair, we could call you 'Wheels’? 'Frogface’ is getting old anyway. ’

Then he kicked his leg so hard Mike saw the stars.

'LEAVE HIM, ASSHOLES! ’ a strong, loud voice yelled, and suddenly the bullies were thrown across the alley, landing few feet away. Troy, on the other hand, was pushed against the wall, both with her mind and her forearm pressed under his chin, just as Hopper taught her. She saw Mike fall to the ground, groaning. She was seeing red. Troy’s face paled when he recognised her.

'Last time not clear enough?’ she was almost scared of the tone of her own voice. There was another voice inside her head. Voice sounding a lot like Kali’s.

He hurt Mike. You need to hurt him, now. He deserves it. He dared to hurt Mike. You should make him pay. You weren’t strong enough last time, will you be now? He deserves to be punished.

'E-el, don’t… ’ Mike’s voice, tense with pain, cut trough Kali’s taunts. 'He’s not worth it… Don’t… ’

She let him go, standing, frozen, breathing heavily. Troy and other boys ran, nearly tripping over their own feet.

She stood there, unmoving, until Mike spoke up again.

'You shouldn’t… come out…’ he hissed weakly, feeling like he could pass out any second. 'Put the hood on… ’

She broke out of her reverie, launching herself towards him, kneeling on the ground.

'Mike. ’ her voice broke. She was nearly shaking.

'I’m okay… ’ his voice seemed distant.

Just like him to say that with a broken leg, swollen eye, split lip and unfocused gaze, being on egde of unconsciousness.

'Fuck, Mike, you are not okay!’

'Stop swearing… ’ he said weakly.

'Can you walk?’ she took his head in her hands, panicked.

'Uh, maybe…’ he tried to get up but quickly laid back down, feeling like a wave washed over him.

'Shit. Shit, shit, shit. ’ she got up. 'Wait here!’

And she was gone.

'Yeah, I’ll just… Stay here.’ he muttered, barely aware of his surroundings.

El ran, heading towards the police station. She could barely breathe when she reached he door and swung it open with her mind. She bursted inside.

'Hopper!’ she yelled, ignoring bewildered looks of people around her.

Jim appeared in the door of his office, his eyes wide.

'Hey, chief, what’s going on?’ one of the cops asked with confusion on his face.

'Get back to work. ’ Hopper grabbed El’s arm and steered her outside.

'Mike…’ she gasped, catching her breath 'Hurt…’

'Get in the car. ’

***

When Mike woke up, the first thing he saw was bright light and white ceiling. Then, when he looked down, a mass of curly hair on his chest.

'El..?’ he whispered hoarsely.

Her head shot up and her fingers tightened around his palm.

'You okay, kid?’ then he saw Hopper, standing behind El with his arms crossed on his wide chest. Hoppers stern face had a concerned look on it. The chief laid his heavy hand on Mike’s head, ruffling his hair.

'Yeah, I guess. ’

'He’s not. ’ El spat, suddenly scowling. 'Those dicks broke his leg. ’

'Jesus, kid, where’d you hear that?’

'You. ’ she deadpanned. 'Are you going to find them?’

'First, you gotta tell me who that was. ’

They both looked at Mike, who pressed his lips together, forgetting his lip was split and groaned.

'Mike, if you don’t tell, I’ll show him. Or I’ll find them. ’

'No, I’ll tell, I’ll tell, okay?’ Mike said quickly and the room spun around him. He closed his eyes for a moment.

'It was Troy Donovan and his group. ’

'Of course. ’ Hopper growled and furrowed his brows. 'Little shits… Your parents are on their way, kid. ’

'Great. ’ Mike muttered. 'Can you cancel it though?’

'What? Your parents?’

'My dad. ’ Mike looked at the wall behind Hoppers back as if it had done something to her. 'He probably won’t even come, though.’

The same second, Karen barged inside, Ted following her quietly.

'Mike! Oh my god, Mike, what happened?!’ Karen looked at him frantically.

'I’m okay, mom. ’

'Is it that Russian girl?’ Ted looked suspiciously at Eleven.

'Since when do you give a shit?’ Mike muttered, clutching El’s hand. 'She’s not Russian. Her name is El… I mean Jane. ’

Hopper cleared his throat.

'If you don’t mind, I think it’ll be best if we talk in my car, Karen, Ted. Doctor said he’ll be right back. Mike is in good hands. ’

'But… ’ Karen started, looking back at her son, but Hopper steered them out of the room. The door closed, and El looked back at him.

'Why are you mad at your dad?’ she furrowed her brows.

'I’ll… I’ll tell you later, okay?’ he muttered, hoping she’ll think she moisture in his eyes was an effect of the pain. 'It’s just… He’s such a…’

'Mouthbreather?’

'Yeah. Mouthbreather. ’

She sat closer to him and started running her hand trough his hair, remembering that was what Hopper did when she was sick. Mike closed his eyes, and a single tear ran down his temple.

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anonymous asked:

There is something that has been worry me for a while and I need to do something before it's too late. You must be careful with Joku, she just pretend be nice but she's a toxic person who only cares about herself, so please, take care and stay safe. You worry me a lot Nyanko, really, and I wouldn't like to know that she did the same to you that she did to the other people she hurt...You're a great person and you deserve betters things in this life. Have a nice day.

i believe that she’s trying to change , welp at least i feel like that 

i cant judge what she did in the past cuz i dont feel it

but i just want to treat her as how she treats me now

nice and friendly , just like a special friend

sorry i know that i might be a little stupid

but id rather take the risk than doubting her before giving her a chance

dont worry, i wont have any regrets or being hurt

and still, thank you really much for caring about me, thats sweet (*´艸`*) ♡

one week since u looked at me

James and LIly fight and it’s 100% the other person’s fault, and everyone is just a little bit unhinged. 

3371 Words

For @expressopatronum​, who requested a jily fic based on the Barenaked Ladies song. :D


tues.

James Potter to M8S B4 D8S: well. Fuck.

James Potter: im broken up

James Potter: literally

James Potter: and metaphorically

James Potter: and every other kind of shitty ally tbh

James Potter: hello?????

James Potter: im in Crisis here

Peter Pettigrew: we know, mate. You ok?

James Potter: how??

Peter Pettigrew: well…

James Potter: she texted u???

Remus Lupin: she texted me

Peter Pettigrew: then he told us

Remus Lupin: wtf, Prongs

James Potter: u believe her???

Remus Lupin: didn’t say that, mate. Just a weird situation, yeah??

James Potter: Weird = shitty, then yea. her fault tho for being so dramatic!! And do u arseholes have a group chat w/out me???

Sirius Black: nah. y would we do smth like that to u prongs. go chill @ mine. AND i for one am being a good mate and withholding judgment. (except on evans cos shes clearly at fault here)

James Potter: damn straight she is. 100%!!! and im already @ urs, actually. where r u tho?

Sirius Black: alcohol

James Potter: Good Man

Remus Lupin: I’m getting pizza

James Potter: don’t bother?? never eating again

James Potter: PS no more talking to evans unless its for espionage

Peter Pettigrew: this should be fun

 - - -

 James Potter to Not Lovely Lily: ready for ur apology, like, whenever, babe

James Potter: no?

James Potter: sirius’s sofa is super fucking cosy, btw

James Potter: PS whatever the current differences between us, pls dont stoop so low as to eat Mums biscuits

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luke seeing the millennium falcon arrive on his depression island: oh my gosh there she is. my long awaited Daughter. oh boy im Excited

luke: okay i think Shes behind me. i have to play this out Just right. my 100% Authentic Beige And White Tunic has to flow in the wind at a precise speed as i take off my Hood okay luke you can do this you took Theater for 4 years

luke: *turns around* my long lost daughter how ive missed y

luke: …,

eduardo saverin: mr. skwyalker…,,, pleasle……is thath you.f,……

luke: andrew garfield star of the social network directed by david fincher himself, nominated for Eight Academy Awards, Winning Three ?

luke: well andrew this wasnt the surprise i was expecting but ill take it nonetheless what can i do for you

eduardo: plfaesle….my name isn;t andrew garfie/ld its., eduardo

luke: oh silly me. my mistake eduardo, co-founder of facebook what brings you out here

eduardo pulling out the lawsuit papers out of his handbang: mr skwyalk,/er…..mark turn;ed to hte dark s;ide…,,,,he diid somethign so bad

luke: eduardo this is a serious accusation and i dont take these things lightly so if mark did something you need to tell me

eduardo: *takes a deep breath* he dil tued m;y shares 

luke: oh eduardo thats no problem im sure your shares are still in good standing with the leads of facebook

eduardo: mr. skywalker you don ot understand. you cannot even begin to comprehend. 

luke: well…what were your shares diluted down to

eduardo: point zero

eduardo: Three 

eduardo: Percent

luke pulling out his rose gold iphone 7 plus to text leia: leia sweetie i know its been a long time and theres some not chill things happening on your end but. i have a client im afraid whatevers going on with Benjamin will have to wait. goodbye

BTS Reaction to having a girlfriend that never gets mad

Anon Requested:  Hello! I love your bts reactions and was wondering if you could please do a reaction to their girlfriend never being mad or upset (like they dont get angry easily and even when they should they still remain pretty calm)? Thank you❤️

Thank you for requesting ♥


Jungkook: Being the makeup artist for Bangtan you always worked on Jungkook most of the time since he would request you. Being his girlfriend and his makeup artist, you really could never decline working on im because this was your job. So when you two would have an argument this would be his way to talk to you. 

“Are you sure you’re okay?”

“Yes Jungkook.”

“You dont seem upset, I know what I said wasn’t-”

“Jungkook, really. I’m not mad, please stop asking.”

He’d just look at you while you did his makeup and wonder why you weren’t more upset with him because if the tables were turned he knew he wouldn’t be as unphased as you were.

Originally posted by officialwookkibby


Taehyung: He’d be worried when seeing the blank look on your face. He’d worry why you weren’t more upset with what happened. He’d wonder why you weren’t more upset with what the fan had just said to you but it seemed to him that you just had the words roll off of your shoulder, he wouldn’t say anything but worry that you were just bottling up all of your emotions.

Originally posted by cmtae


Jimin: Jimin would be walking next to you talking. He’s been wanting to talk to you for a while now ever since he saw you reply to a rude tweet on twitter. 

“So..” He would start and you would just look at him quizzically. “Are you okay? I saw the tweet..” 

“Oh it’s nothing, just some stupid girl.” You waved it off as if it was nothing, no hint of agitation or frustration on your face. “(Y/N), are you sure? What they said was pretty rude.”

“I’m sure.” You dismissed and continued walking with Jimin, he would let the questions in his mind go but couldn’t help but look back over to see the same look on your face. 

Originally posted by aestheticvbts


Jhope: Hoseok would be happy that you didn’t get upset at a lot of things, he’d smile knowing you weren’t someone that let every little word someone else had said to you hurt you in any way. 

Originally posted by pjmjjk


Rap Monster: He’d roll over in bed looking at you, “(Y/N)…”

“Hm?” You’d reply looking up at the ceiling. “Are you still mad at me?”

“I’m not mad Namjoon.”

“Are you sure? Because-” Immediately you turned to look at him, resting on your elbow looking down at him. “I’m not mad, really i’m not.” 

He wouldn’t believe you but let it go for the sake of not arguing with you again.

Originally posted by jiminrolls


Yoongi: He’d just be looking at you as he brushed his teeth. You two hadn’t really talked since the night before when you two argued but he couldn’t decipher if you were mad or not. You always had a solemn look on your face so you just laying in bed on your phone confused Yoongi if anything. You wouldn’t even glance at him which only had him to assume you were mad when really you were just stubborn and wasn’t going to speak to him first.

Originally posted by dreamyoongi


Jin: He’d believe you when you said you weren’t mad at what Jungkook had said, he’d understand that Jungkook was young and was the maknae so what he said wasn’t meant to hurt your feelings. Jin would smile seeing that you weren’t upset at the maknae’s words and would carry on the day as if nothing was wrong.

Originally posted by rapdaegu

andreil valentine’s day

it’s 1 am and i should be writing an essay but instead i wrote some valentine’s day andreil oops

  • it’s andrew and neil’s first valentine’s day together
  • they didn’t have anything planned or discussed it
    • neil hasn’t ever spent valentine’s day with anyone who meant as much to him as andrew has
    • and andrew could care less about valentine’s day
      • except for the excessive amounts of chocolate on sale the day after
  • the day before valentine’s one of the foxes (probably nicky tbh) comes up to neil and asks him about his plans for valentine’s
  • neil didn’t know that he was supposed to even plan anything for his whatever with andrew
  • cue nicky acting all scandalized
    • “what do you MEAN you don’t have anything planned ??? no plans AT ALL on the MOST ROMANTIC day of the year ???”
    • “why is it such a big deal it’s literally one day”
    • “WHY IS IT SUCH A BIG DEAL you break my heart neil. truly. do you hear that? that’s my heart breaking”
    • “no i dont hear–”
    • “BREAKING NEIL IT’S BREAKING”
  • neil leaves nicky in the middle of the hallway pretend sobbing
  • later that day neil and andrew are on the roof (bc of course they’re on the roof where else would they be? interacting??? with people ??? lol)
  • neil brings it up
    • “are we doing anything for tomorrow?”
    • “what makes you think that”
    • “idk but nicky rendered one of my ears useless from screaming about needing to do something for valentine’s day”
    • “i don’t care about valentine’s day”
    • “ok but like do you wanna go somewhere or not”
    • “i don’t care”
    • “you’re so annoying andrew i literally ask one question”
  • the next day neil is in class and he gets a text from andrew
    • ‘come to the roof’ is all it says
    • ‘i’m in the middle of a lecture what do you want’
    • andrew doesn’t answer
  • so neil excuses himself from the class
    • “sorry im suddenly sick cough cough”
  • when he gets to the roof andrew is sitting there but there’s also a blanket and some food
  • and andrew is avoiding looking at him until he sits next to him on the blanket
    • “i thought we weren’t doing anything today”
    • “i changed my mind”
    • you changed your mind or did renee convince you to do this”
    • “shut up and eat your food”
  • they finish their food and sit there smoking until andrew suddenly says
    • “don’t think that this means anything”
    • “i don’t”
    • “because i still hate you”
    • “i know you do”
    • “but you’re tolerable”
    • “wow what a compliment i’m so honored andrew”
    • “and now i don’t tolerate you anymore shut the fuck up neil”

anonymous asked:

dont apologize to odin and the vikings, apologize to pagans who still... use runes? and also like, i understand that it wasnt your intent to come off in the way that you did with that comic, but its art, and in art intent, and the viewers perception of intent dont always mesh. i know that you were in a bad place when you made it, but that doesnt necessarily come across, so what youre left with is a comic that looks like its about depression elitism, even if its not

sauvechouris replied to your photo: MAKING MOKONA CRY IS THE MOST HORRIFIC THING CLAMP…

Friendly reminder that you will *hear* Mokona cry in the OVA :’D

You know?

In the past few weeks?

I have started to realise that maybe I don’t actually want to watch the OVA after all???