i took it too far didn't i

A Good Brother

Since he was a little boy, Charles Weasley saw Voldemort as his personal boggeyman. Even if  he’d never met the man in person, little Charlie was terrified of that person who’s name shouldn’t be said that made his parents sad and angry. He would ask every night for his  parents to check under his bed if he wasn’t there. The idea of a mass murderer hiding in his son’s room always started an ugly laughter in Arthur Weasley’s throat. But every night, he complied and assured Charlie he was safe and had nothing to fear. It was a lie of course. They both knew it.

Charlie knew he was right to be scared when he was eight and he saw his mother cry for the first time. He entered the kitchen one morning and saw her curled on her chair, a piece of parchement resting on the table. Charlie sneaked in to try and read the paper. His first fear was that something happened to one of his brothers. Because that was what his dad and mum often talked about when they thought Bill and Charlie were asleep. The words were small and complicated, but Charlie could decypher two names, Fabian and Gideon. His parents hated lying to their children, so they told them that their uncles were fighting You-Know-Who and died.  They didn’t say they were killed, but Charlie kind of understood that. He wasn’t sure what death really was just yet, but Bill told him it meant he would never see his uncles again. When he saw the twin caskets, a couple days later and watched them disappear in the ground, Charlie cried. He didn’t make a noise, because no one was talking, and you’re not supposed to be loud if everyone else is quiet. He simply gripped Bill’s hand and followed him around. For years, Charlie would dream of twin caskets in which his siblings were resting.

At school, Charlie was gentle and popular enough that people didn’t make fun of him if he ever got surprised crying because he was missing his brothers and sister. They would simply go look  for Bill, and later Percy, and either would comfort him and help him write letters home. Charlie was terribly bad with words and never knew how to get his thoughts across. In return for his letters, he would get drawings and pictures. He kept them preciously in his bedside table.

When he was thirteen, Charlie kissed a girl. She was pretty and smelled nice but even he didn’t feel much. There was no butterfly or firework in his belly like he’d been told he’d feel. At sixteen, Charlie kissed a boy, and though it was nice enough too, it wasn’t special enough to have him wanting to do it often. He’d learned about dragons the previous year though, during a class of Care About Magical Creatures. That lit his eyes up and made him daydream far more than any kisses could.

Charlie left Hogwarts the summer before Ron entered it. He left home in August, and headed to Romania to study dragons. He’d already read every book from the Library and was ready to meet people who’d understand his passion. Charlie made friends, and was teased for chosing a hermit life  in forests with giant lizards over becoming a Quidditch star. He didn’t mind, because at the end of the day, he got to see dragon eggs and share hot cocoa with his colleagues. The highlight of his year was still when his parents and sister came to visit. He also managed to get Bill to drop by. They got drunk and Bill listened to him cry about how much he missed all of their siblings. Charlie kept the drawings and photographs in a tiny box in his trunk. When spring came around and he received Ron’s letter asking him to smuggle a baby dragon, all his friends exploded in laughter and were ready to go before he even finished his explanations. They already knew Charlie would do anything for his siblings.

Charlie wasn’t there when Ron got hurt saving the world at the end of his first year. He came back for summer and bought Ron as many candies as he could eat. Sometimes, being a good brother is in discreet celebrations.

Charlie wasn’t there when his baby sister got possessed and left for dead in a mythical chamber. When summer came and Ginny left school, paler and more silenced than ever, Charlie kept a vigilant  eye on her. He didn’t go back to Romania for months. And when Arthur won the Daily Prophet Grand Prise Galleon Draw, Charlie was the one to suggest they should all go visit Bill. Sometimes, being a good brother is knowing your presence and a change of scenary are the best medicine.

Charlie was there when the Death Eaters attacked supporters celebrating a victory - or drinking the bitter taste of loss away. He went to fight alongside the Ministry to protect his siblings and everyone who needed it. He also stayed the rest of the summer in the Burrow. Sometimes, being a good brother is making sure your siblings and their friends have an open ear if they need to talk their fears away.

Charlie wasn’t there when Harry, his adopted but estranged sibling, watched Voldemort come back from the dead. From Charlie’s childhood nightmares. He learned about it in one of Ginny’s letters and got his worst burns when her words resonnated in his head as he was tending a dragon. In his head, Ginny had that same terrified voice as when she was twelve and asking him if Tom would come back. Charlie felt like he’d been lying to her for years, telling her she was safe and had nothing to fear. That Tom would never come back. Sometimes, being a good brother is forgetting how life doesn’t always follow your hopes.

Charlie wasn’t there when his father got attacked by an evil snake. Charlie wasn’t there when Dumbledore’s tiny army raided the Ministry. He came back to see the greying hair on his father’s head and the scars on Ron’s arms. Ron laughed it off. Charlie cried it out. Sometimes, being a good brother is shading tears other people won’t cry.

Charlie lived in Romania. He loved it, loved the people, the country, and above all his job. But when Charlie came back to Bill’s comatose and broken face, he considered never leaving again. Bill had always been his best friend, his safety in the chaos that was their family. Charlie hugged Fleur and helped her chose her wedding dress. He was Bill’s best man and joked, more than once, that Bill was actually the best man he knew. The three of them got drunk at a pub a few miles from the Burrow and he recalled every embarassing moment of Bill’s childhood. Sometimes, being a good brother is making your sibling blush and hit you in the face as their fiancée is bending in laughter and coughing beer out of her nose.

Charlie wasn’t there when Fred died.

Charlie was there to see his mother cry and his brothers collapse.

Charlie was there to see Ginny stand, tall and proud and clutching Harry’s hand so she wouldn’t get lost.

Sometimes, being a good brother is knowing that there are days when you can’t be the good brother.

Charlie was there when Victoire was born.

Charlie was there to see Bill cry and his siblings scream.

Charlie was there to hold the tiny baby and let her grip his finger.

Charlie was there when Ginny wrote that she was pregnant and wanted to see him. Everytime.

Charlie was there when Fred II asked to learn how to fly and neither George nor Angelina had the heart to teach him.

Charlie was there when Lucy got in another fight with her parents and needed a place to let her anger out. He was also there to bring her back home and make sure she’d apologize to Percy.

Charlie was there when Hugo felt inadequate and lonely in their giant family.

Charlie was there to talk about kissing boys and girls, about how sometimes people liked it and sometimes they just didn’t care.

Charlie was there to give pets as presents, as siblings and in-laws pretended they didn’t know about it.

Charlie was there every step of the way in his nieces and nefews’ lifes.

He quickly needed a larger box to gather all the drawings and pictures he kept receiving. (Hermione gave him an enchanted one)

Sometimes, being a good brother is being a good uncle.

hhhh it’s actually cute but I’m still upset at the very previous scene I can’t enjoy it fully.

Why you gotta ruin everything movie.

You’re Cute

Can request a Simon d scenario where he jokes around and teases you (not smut) and you get annoyed then he apologises. Thanks

Enjoy ~

Simon D x Reader - angst/fluff

“You’ll be alone forever!” that was the 12th joke Kiseok had made today and to be honest it was getting annoying. Kiseok and I had been friends for a while now and we’d joke and tease each other often but today was not a good day. 

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anonymous asked:

NTAMW broke his previous girlfriend's leg, saying it was an accident. Who aggressively pits you against her so that you can never interact with her normally and ask her about it. Later I realised what it probably was, because what he did with me. His thing was "play fighting" that he took way too far and used as a front for actual violence, blaming me if I didn't like it because "you were in on the game!" Over time it became less & less"play" and more & more violence. I'm so glad I got out.


anonymous asked:

i must say that after listening to harry's album, he didn't really establish who he is as a solo artist. it was not indicative of himself and more of the type of music he likes to listen to. what will the next album sound like? we don't know because this one was so different track to track. i think he tried to do too many things right off the bat

i’ve only listened to the full album once so far, but i can definitely relate to what you’re saying. rambling, as always, under the cut: 

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anonymous asked:

imagine on how justin would finger u under the table while you guys are at dinner...whoops?

are u kidding me oh god so you’d just have gotten your appetizers when justin put his hand on your thigh, and you thought it was nothing, but then his fingers got closer and closer to the hem of your dress and before you knew it his index was brushing your clothed heat so you’d grab his wrist and give him a warning look while he just sat next to you with a smug grin on his face and said “what?  i’m not doing anything.” to which you’d glare at him and say “not here, justin.” and he’d seem to take it okay, removing his hand from where it rested between your legs and leaving it on your knee for a while. but then your meals came and his hand was slowly inching up your thigh once again and when your waiter came around to ask if everything was alright, justin would waste no time in pushing your underwear to the side so that he could slip a finger into you and make you gasp.  you’d try to tell the waiter everything was fine, almost letting out a relieved moan when he walked away while your cheeky boyfriend continued to finger you from under the table. he’d work you up slowly then once he knew you were close he’d lean in and whisper “you know how dirty you are letting me get away with this?  my naughty girl,” and those words would just send you over the edge and once you were done coming down from your high, justin would remove his hand from between your legs and dare to lift his fingers to his lips, tasting you with that same smug grin on his face until he’d licked his fingers clean. then he’d take your hand and rush you out of the restaurant saying something like “let’s get home, it’s time for my dessert.” wOw


(My Completed) 2013 Kdramas - You’re The Best Lee Soon Shin 

Captain Who

Timelords shouldn’t leave their TARDIS unattended or criminal masterminds steal them right from under their noses. And just like that, Carswell Thorne is flying through space and time, leading soap rebellions and fighting in intergalactic wars against evil queens.

Among his way, he finds the only mechanic that can repair a battered TARDIS, he’s sure of it. He is less sure about her being a lost princess though. And an emperor that absolutely needs a break from all his emperor-ing - who would be better for the job than Thorne? Wolf hybrids and farm girls, guards and princesses and androids  - everyone finds their place in the TARDIS (it’s a good thing that the TARDIS is “bigger on the inside”).

And finally, a damsel in distress he frees from captivity. A girl who has never been anywhere or seen anything and who dreams of deep soul connections and passionate kisses and daring escapades, not that she would tell him that. (But he knows.)

Being a true gentleman and hero in spe, Thorne takes her with him as his companion. It helps that she’s a sonic screwdriver in human form. A good thing to have by your side if you always get in trouble and have to run and escape. Which they do. A lot. If they are not too busy kissing that is.

But adventures can only last so long and eventually, after many, many journeys through time and space, they decide to stay on the planet that Cress loves better than any other they have visited so far - Earth.

Since I just finished crossposting my P3P playthrough, I want to hear people’s thoughts on Saori, particularly the bombshell she drops in her letter at the end, because what is her deal.

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“I swear Naruto if you get one scratch on him…”

“Oh calm down Sasuke! I won’t drop him. Besides, look how much fun he’s having.”

I’m gonna be vague about an an*i post I saw at 5am but was too tired to send something at the time. I took a screenshot of it but I am just gonna be vague about it because the reach is so far, goddamn.

“If fiction doesn’t affect reality, then why are lbgtq+ people pleading for representation in media? Why are people with PTSD triggered by fictional situation and media?”

I’m not even going to touch on the lack of lbgtq+ rep in media because it is honestly getting tired at this point. This is coming from a lbgtq+ person who is tired of fandom wank and just want to enjoy whatever media they want without getting the third degree. Sure, there could be more of it, but I just want to indulge in my show and ship while having fun.

Fictional situations and scenarios can invoke an emotional reaction from the consumer. That is the point. If a certain scene or show is triggering, then you need to do everything in your power to get yourself away from that, ask people to tag, then block/unfollow if they refuse. I know some people who have PTSD and yes, they do get triggered by a particular thing in fiction, but they remove themselves from social media when the thing appears on their feed and ask people to tag their shit instead of screeching at strangers that they are immoral for enjoying a piece of fictional content. There is some shit I am affected by in fiction. However, I won’t jump down anyone’s throats for enjoying it because they are having fun. There are people who try to justify it’s okay in real life and that is a problem but it is only a small fraction of fandoms. Very small. And personally I don’t fuck with those people.

“Fiction does affect reality and displaying pedophilia, incest, and abuse validates the pedophiles, abusers and people who force and advocate incest!”

No, it doesn’t. Fiction doesn’t affect reality. Not like the way you people like to assume. As I said, it can invoke an emotional reaction like happiness, anger, and sadness. It helps someone feel empathy and sympathy, I think. I doubt an abuser or anyone who has the ability to do so look at a show or a piece of fanart/fanfic and think, “hmm, this portrays someone hurting another person and maybe I can do that too.“ It does not work like that. I have said this before but the ones who do abuse usually have been abused before. Not because of a tv show/fan works but because of real, shitty human beings who want to have some sick power over someone weaker. Also, I will also add that abusers do not need fictional content to abuse/groom anyone. It has a lot to do with the life they had grown up with or they didn’t know good from wrong growing up. A pedophile doesn’t need to see a fanwork of a ship that isn’t even pedophilia (like sh3!th and 0tayur1) to think pedophilia is okay. An abuser doesn’t need a piece of media like k1ll1ng st@lk1ng to think abuse is okay. Abusers have a completely fucked mindset that tells them they can hurt someone and it makes them feel good.

If you an*is actually gave any fucks about any kind of abuse, then actually go help those who were affected by this shit in real life instead of at randoms on the internet for shipping a fictional ship you are squicked out by. Shipping doesn’t validate or condone anything problematic in real life. Showing triggering things on tv or in fan works doesn’t make it okay or advocate in real life. Cut the shit, an*is.

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[Undertale Comic] The Listener - 5 (Final)


My headcanon for Papyrus = he’s a lovable dork but a shrewd one 8) 

remember how I took out few pgs from part 4 so it wouldn’t get too long? It was a bad idea.. now this part got long D: Sorry guys, brace yourselves for long scrolling.. 

But here it is! The end of skelebros counseling Frisk - nothing-epic-happens conclusion xP I’ll just be glad if you guys had been enjoying the posts so far. 

Thank you for the likes, reblogs, follows and messaging you guys! I honestly wasn’t expecting such response. This makes me feel so much more confident posting stuff here! 

spyroid101  asked:

Headcanon: While Garrus was fully expecting to die on Omega, the one thing he'd do if he survived was to give his squad's bodies a proper burial. If HE didn't, those gangs would get their hands on them and desecrate them. When he wakes up on the Normandy, he knows it's far too late to do that. He Laments to Shepard, & she reveals that SHE actually took care of it while he was out. "Figured you wouldn't be tarping bodies in a firefight if they weren't important to you. It's the least I could do."

That’s.. that is so beautiful and sad but good and just
I have no words 😢👏