Okay, muggleborn headcannons are adorable. But can we take a moment to appreciate their poor parents?
Desperately trying to find a book about how to raise your kid who is all of a sudden a witch/wizard.
Trying to explain to the neighbors why your kid suddenly has an owl/toad for a pet and spends an excessive amount of time polishing that ancient broom out on the back porch.
Debating if it’s better to try and wash robes in the sink or just risk taking them to the laundromat.
Having to clean out their trunks when they get home from school because Merlin knows what the hell you will find in there.
Trying to keep any younger siblings from telling random strangers on the street that their big brother/sister is a wizard/witch.
Showing up to Diagon Alley for the first time and holy shit what the hell is all of this honey please make a friend with witch/wizard parents so they can tell us what to do.
WHY IS YOUR TEXTBOOK TRYING TO ATTACK ME?!
Trying to explain to grandparents/aunts/uncles/cousins why they can’t attend visitors day at the child’s new boarding school.
Having to come up with a whole new system of rules to deal with anything magical.
Standing awkwardly outside platform 9 ¾ and waiting for another wizarding family to show them what to do.
Learning that the main wizard sport, which your child is determined to participate in, involves riding around on a thin little stick a hundred or more feet in the air while moving at excessive speeds.
Getting letters from your kid after their first night demanding you come pick them up because there is no wifi and THEY SAID IF WE WENT TO THE FOURTH FLOOR WE WOULD DIE.
Seriously. Muggle Parents of Witches/Wizards are adorable. I just have this picture of them rushing out to Diagon Alley after the representative from whatever school visits them to tell them about their kid and they just buy every book they can get their hands on to figure out what the hell they’re supposed to do now.
It was not unusual for Tony to receive fanmail - or hate mail, for that matter. Truth be told, the hate mail had been more usual before he had donned the iron man suit, before he had stopped the weapons production, before he had stopped Stane and his greed.
Of course, he had done it far too late, after far too many lives had been lost. But he couldn’t change the past; he could only try to make the future better.
And god, did he try. He poured his mind, blood and tears into far too many projects and expos, all aiming to make the future better. Because that’s what he was good at. He was good at fixing things. He knew broken; broken was his state of being, and so he knew how to patch things up better than anything else. And the world… the world needed to be fixed, one day at a time.
And so he worked. He worked and he created and he donned the armor but it was never quite enough. It never felt like quite enough. But the letters helped.
Well, no, not all letters helped, the letters that came from kids - those pure, naive, good hearted, kids that made his heart skip a beat - made his day a little brighter. Most of them were silly letters, all addressed to “Mr. Iron man” asking him to do some fantastical thing that no human being could actually accomplish.
But there were a few, particularly those signed by a kid named ‘pEter’ (his grammar wasn’t the greatest, but hey, Tony wasn’t judging), that made something inside Tony come to life. The boy talked to him about responsibility, and what being a superhero really meant. He talked about science and music. He talked about nature and monsters and metals, and Tony… Tony loved it.
The boy wrote to him constantly, at the very least once every few months, and Tony read each one, treasuring them all equally. Jarvis had gone so far as to pick out the kid’s cards to make a digital copy, just to make sure Tony never lost them.
They both loved the kid; Jarvis because the kid made Tony smile, and Tony because there was a kid somewhere in New York whose dreams were made of stardust and love and Tony just wanted to build an iron fort and live in them because there he found no pain, no emptiness, no shame.
And, while Tony had still not dared to find the child - too afraid to not live up to his expectations - his mind often went to him, wondering if the faceless boy was alright. He wondered if his parents had been the ones to teach him so much about science. He wondered too if the kid had problems at school like Tony himself had because he had been too smart for his own good. But above all, Tony wondered if the kid knew just how much his letters, filled with words too big for most children to understand, meant to a man this boy had never actually met and would probably, hopefully, never meet.
“Mr. Stark you really need to clean this place,” Peter commented as he looked around the desk for a wrench - because of course Tony Stark only had one wrench available when he most needed it - underneath a huge pile of papers.
“Kid, don’t make me get up and find it because if I do find it, I’m not letting Dum-e make you shakes for the rest of the week,” Tony vaguely threatened from where he stood hunched over the armor.
Peter muttered under his breath but didn’t comment, instead picking up a pile of papers. He moved them gently to the side, the red ink on the blue paper on top catching his eye.
“oh my god,” He breathed out, unaware that he had said it out loud.
Tony stood upright then immediately, turning to face Peter. “What happened, are you alright? Did you hurt yourself?” The man asked immediately, unable to keep his worry off of his voice.
“You kept them,” Peter said, half in awe, as he raised the blue paper with big red splotches all over. “You… You kept the letters I sent you.”
Tony froze, feeling the world screech into a halt as his focus narrowed down to the innocent piece of paper on Peter’s hands.
That was one of the letters.
That was one of the last letters the kid has sent him, almost three years ago.
That was one of the kid’s letters.
“Mr. Stark?” Peter asked after a few minutes, shuffling uncomfortably as the man in front of him continued to stand preternaturally still, his eyes fixed on Peter.
“It was you?” Tony asked after a few seconds, his voice rough with emotion. “All those letters… you… you wrote me those letters?”
Peter flushed, smiling shyly at his mentor. “I… yeah… I mean, I told you, you were my hero when I was growing up.”
Tony wasn’t sure whether to feel elater or doomed. “They were good… your letters,” Tony said after a few more minutes of that oppressively awkward silence. “They always made me smile.”
Peter beamed at that, not sure exactly what it was that Tony wasn’t telling him, and it was clear by the fond yet horrified look on the man’s face that there was a lot he wasn’t telling him, but not caring in the slightest.
Because Tony had kept them, which meant Tony had cared.
Even then, when Peter had been nothing more than an eight year old boy, Tony had cared. And that, that was enough to make Peter happier than any teenager had the right to be.
Envy is when someone walks around with a pocket full of “That should’ve been me”.
Insecurity is when you turn up the volume on all the wrong voices.
Hate is what happens when you put a shotgun to the face of understanding and it cowers in the corner.
Courage is ripping your heart from your chest and saying “Here, hold on to this for me”.
Truth is everything you tell yourself when you realize you are the only one still paying attention.
Self is whoever you become when the door is locked.
Trust is jumping into someone’s arms and knowing you won’t have to pick yourself up when it’s over.
Love is a tablespoon full of hemlock that I’ve been dying to try.
Faith is doing what you love and watching the bills pay themselves.
Failure is when you talk yourself out of becoming something amazing.
Victory is standing in front of the school bully with no intention to back down and a fist full of irony.
Success is explaining to your mother exactly what you do for a living without feeling ashamed. It’s falling asleep at 2 A.M., waking up at 4 A.M. and going to work with excitement stitched into the fabric of your smile.
Success is a thank you letter from a kid who lives in a city that you’ve never even been to. It’s breaking up a fight between a person and everything that’s telling them they will never be more than what they are.
When I was fourteen, my friend Adam stole a dictionary from his English class. He brought it home and we set it on fire.
I Still Haven't Found What I'm Looking For (Special Radio Edit Mix)
Artist: Negativland Track: I Still Haven’t Found What I’m Looking For (Special Radio Edit Mix) Album: U2 Label: SST Year: 1991
So Casey Kasem died.
Normally, I say something like “RIP Casey Kasem” but in this case I really don’t give a fuck. This here is the best thing Kasem ever did. The second best thing he ever did was voicing Shaggy on Scooby Doo. The third best thing? Probably dying.
A letter to the brokenhearted girls who are trying so hard to move on:
Moving on isn’t easy, and I don’t think it ever will be.
You know, I spent six whole months crying over him, regretting what had happened, wishing that I could turn back time, and desperately waiting for his call before I realized that there is no reason for me to be miserable. He’s gone. We’re over. It’s taken me six long months to realize that there are still a lot of guys in the world, and they’re so much better than him.
You might think that he was the only one for you and you messed it up. You might think that he was the only person who ever truly cared about you. You might think that you would rather be dead than live without him.
But believe me, there are still other guys who are so much better than him. There are other guys in the world who will care for you so much better than he ever did if only you give them a chance. If only you let go. If only you let them in.
In the end, it’s really your own choice. To be happy or miserable. The decision is in your hand. All this time you’ve been choosing to be miserable over him. I think you should really take the first plane to happiness.
Yes, I’ve finally moved on. Yes, the wound still hurts at times. But it only hurts when you touch it. So stay away from it. Forget it even exists. Fake it ‘till you make it.
Seriously, stop being miserable. What past is past.
Name: Monika Age: 18 (19 in June 24th) Country: Poland
Hi, I’m Monika and I’m from small city called Kędzierzyn-Koźle. I’m in 3rd grade of hotelary high school. I love to travel and I’ve always wanted to have a pen pal to share letters with! I’m a huge geek and I love watching tv series, reading books and listening to music. I could talk about it for hours. My favourite shows are Supernatural, The X-Files, Riverdale, Orphan Black and more! I really love Percy Jackson (Apollo kids here!) and Harry Potter (Hufflepuff is my House). I also like Star Wars and Star Trek a lot. I just like to fangirl with someone. Honestly, I’m a weirdo who loves people and just wants to know someone who’s weird on the same level :) I really like old things such as typewriters or Polaroid cameras. Goodies are not necessary, but of course I won’t get mad if you send something xP I’d love to share handmade letters and occasionally postcards as well. I love sarcastic responses, sardonic humour and wisecracking. I think that’s all :)
Preferences: Preferably people from 17-23, who are accepting, supportive for LGBT+ (or at least not hating on them). Looking for somebody to fangirl (or fanboy) with about anything. Any race, sexual orientation, nationality etc.etc. as long you are an interesting open-minded person.
“I bring good news. Friends, family, loved ones, associates, my Lord Bendy Blue has gained consciousness. However, just because he is awake that does not mean he is completely well again. My Lord has given me very specific instructions on whom he wishes to see first, they will be given their own personal invitations with explanations as to the situation at hand. I have very strict and essential rules set in place as to keep everything under control and my Lord within a safe and perfect environment to maximize his recovery.”
“Treat this room and everything in it like you would a hospital ward, do not touch anything without permission. Do not touch any candles, symbols, ink wells, offerings, gemstones, anything you think might be used to help the recovery of my Lord you do not touch under any circumstances. There is a crown and chest piece placed securely to Bendy Blue’s body, this is essential to my Lord’s stability within this realm. You will not medal with it, nor the bandages covering his wounds.
Do not run, or yell, or scream, or make any loud and sudden noises. You must be slow, you must be gentle, you must ensure that no panic will be induced once you are within the walls of the room. My Lord must feel safe and secure.
Do not attempt to remove Bendy Blue from the alter, as it is the focus of the room, he must remain there to completely recover. Removing him will be catastrophic.
Be patient when waiting to see him, you are not the only with this intention and there are others that have been requested by my Lord to be here. Please remember that only a few can be visiting him at any given time, order and peace is essential.
My Lord can only communicate with one hand at the moment, yes or no questions are the preferred way of communication. I am also here to decipher my Lord’s requests and to give any further information that may be asked.
“Everyone must go through me before seeing my Lord Bendy Blue. I will refuse to have another situation that has just come to pass. I hope I have made myself very clear.”
So I made this for fun, and the other admins thought that it would be fun to post this, because why not? HAHA I hope y’all enjoy this! [Reblogs would be very helpful especially that we just started as a blog! Thank you!]
— Admin LaLa
-he’s the teacher that everyone likes
-the actual fluffiest teacher of all aND GIVES LOTS OF BONUSES
-“when i was like yall i had a hard time so i hope u dont end up like me!”
-if ever someone would have a low grade, he’d be the comforting type of teacher!!!
-“hey, it’s okay!!! let’s work hard to get your grades higher mkay? yOSH!” “s-sIR!!!” “HEOL DONT CRY!!!”
-dude like hinata would actually tutor his kids and monitor them
-oh my god stab me, hinata is the actual fluffball
-“i hope you have a great day today everyone! see yall after the weekend!"
-honestly everyone is thankful for this teacher
-sighs when will i ever??? 0A0
-exactly hinata’s opposite = nO BONUSES cri
-bOI DONT U EVER FORGET UR ASSIGNMENT
-will collect the homeworks one by one and youll be highkey screwed
-"i thought that youd be responsible students and finish your homeworks, but it seems not. youll get a zero for this."
-but irl he just really wants his students to grow and flourish on their own
-when someone improves he’ll try to compliment them even if he’s not used to it??? man…
-most students think he’ll never smile but when one of their classmates actually cracked up a good joke mAN HE WAS HIGHKEY LAUGHING AND EVERYONE WAS SHOOKT
-"jeez kids, im not that emotionless HAHA"
-when the year ends, everyone will actually miss his rules and kags will be so happy to see them graduate
BTS Reaction to their child coming home w/ a breakup letter
Anon Requested: BTS Reaction to their kid coming home w/ a breakup letter from a kid at school
So I’m going to say the kid is in kindergarten/elementary when this happens because I doubt this happens in middle/high school nowadays.
Jungkook: His son sat at the dining table upset, he hadn’t ate any dinner or even spoke a word about school which he was always so happy to do. He continued to tap his fingers against his hand until he spoke up. “Daddy, I got broken up with and I’m sad.” It had finally made sense as to why your son wasn’t his usually bubbly self. Jungkook mimicked his son’s face and sat beside him at the table copying all of his movement from his finger tapping all the way to his pout.
Taehyung: After you read the note out loud your daughter was a complete mess already. She refused to go to school because she didn’t want to see, in her words “Stupid face.” The one morning Taehyung woke her up and told her she had to go to school she cried on her bed not wanting to go at all, her hair a mess and cheeks puffy from all the crying.
Jimin: Jimin saw the look on his son’s face when he walked up to him after school, he had a big frown on his face and he just looked defeated as if nothing could make his day better. His head hung low as he raised the letter to hand to Jimin, Jimin couldn’t help but feel for his son and immediately picked him up. “We’ll go get ice cream and buy you new video games okay? You don’t have to go to school tomorrow, we’ll sleep in and watch movies all day.”
Hoseok: He’d come home extremely upset as he ran to Hoseok wiping his eyes. Hoseok would think something horrible happened and pick his son up immediately. “What’s wrong? What happened?” The little boy in his arms just clung tighter to him. “Girlfriend..” He’d sniff and wipe his eyes again before everything clicked for you and Hoseok. “I alone and upset now.”
Namjoon: His son didn’t read the note until he got home and when he did he just looked up at his dad shaking his head with tears in his eyes. “She broke up with me..” He didn’t start crying until he saw Namjoon’s look on his face. His heart was broken and it was broken on a crumpled up piece of paper in red crayon.
Yoongi: It was like his little heart was broken as Yoongi read him the note. “I wuv her! My wuv!” His son screamed at the top of his lungs as tears feel down his face. Yoongi swooped him up and stared at you in shock at how bad the little break up meant to your son. “Shh buddy, it’s okay.” Yoongi would whisper to him trying to have him quiet down his wails of crying. “It’s okay..”
Jin: His daughter was fairly okay with him reading her the sloppy break up note that was written to her. He doesn’t think she honestly understands what it meant but he was perfectly fine with that. The only time she got upset was when he told her she had to go to school the next day, she was happily eating her cracker until a frown came upon her face and just stared at him. “No..”
What would class 1-A react when they finally see Hero Merch of themselves??? And What kind of Deku merchandise willOchako secretly buy ??
I think they would all really love it! To varying dagrees at least. I mean, they all grew up with some kind of hero merch, so them having merch of their own would feel like they really “hit the big time.”
Izuku would be over the moon. Considering how much All Might stuff he’s bought over the years, the first time he walks into a shop and sees Deku Merch would be amazing. He’d probably call his mom with a picture of a Deku plush with the caption: Mom look at this!! (she’d do the same if she found it first, and becomes the biggest collector of Deku merch in no time at all)
Ochako probably made sure she would get the lion’s share of the royalties from her Uravity stuff. She’d send most of it to her parents along with whatever new thing that gets released. Her parents have a whole shelf of Uravity merch. She herself is really happy with it too! (she also makes sure there are plenty of extra cheap stuff for kids whose parents can’t afford some of the higher end things)
I’m guessing the Iida family has kind of a “line” of toys based on each member of the family, with the same toy company making the toys for a few generations now. Like, when Iida becomes a full fledged hero his parents take him to the office of the company CEO so he could have a bigger say in how his merch is made. He cries a little when a special edition figure of his gets released that includes him posing with the previous Ingenium, his brother.
Bakugou is really smug about his merch…on the inside, like hell is he going to go out and actually say that he’s happy about it. He’s a bit pissed that they’ve made a few plushies of him though. (sqeeze them and a high pitched “die!” or other related Bakugou-isim comes out) He’s a bit cooler with it when a few kids walk up to him with those plushies asking for an autograph.
Kirishima is fucking pumped the first time he sees Red Riot merch. He actually poses for a lot of the figures and posters. Whenever a fan shows up for an autograph while wearing his costume he makes a point of posing with them for a picture too.
Tsuyu just smiles the first time she sees Froppy merch. She buys a few figures for her little brother and a plushie for her little sister, but other wise she’s actually rather chill about it. (then she hears about the body pillows some are making in her image and comes down on them like the wrath of God. The less said about what happens when she hears about the body pillows people are making of her friends, the better)
Aoyama inspects every single piece of Can’t Stop Twinkling Merchendice that comes out, every single one, even some of the racier stuff. Bootleg stuff of his is really easy to spot because it doesn’t shine as brightly as possible. He releases a Japanese-French-Japanese dictionary under his name, barely anyone buys it.
Mina is giddy as all hell whenever she sees Pinky stuff. Her most popular items are fake horns and black contacts. Her personal favorite is a squirt gun that colors the water like her acid, she uses it all the time in pranks and such.
Ojiro probably releases a bunch of Tailman brand “Karate lesson” discs and such. As well as Gi and gloves and such. More or less all of his stuff that isn’t figures or plushies (an infamously popular plushie that was just his tail haunts him to this day) are sports equipment. He’s probably the least hyped about it, he’s happy, but mostly he considers it to be purely buissness.
Kaminari has a bunch of stereotypical cool stuff, like skateboards and roller blades and shit. Also he has a bunch of Chargebolt brand shit. Chargebolt shampo, Chargebolt hair dye (to put some charge in your static!™), Chargbolt soda, you name it he’s allowed his name to be put on it.
Kyouka has more music stuff with the Earphone Jack name on it then is probably possible. Like honestly. Obviously the most popular item are ear buds shaped like her Jacks. Some of the other basic stuff, like figures, are kinda embarrassing to her honestly.
Kouda has a punch of pet products with his hero name on it. A lot of pet stores and animal shelters have his image on the front with him surrounded by animals along with the caption, “Animal loved, Anima approved!” Obviously a lot of shady places have this banner up without his premission, which brings out the very rare angry side of him when he finds out.
Sato has a bunch of cooking and baking stuff with the Sugerman logo on it. He’s really happy the first time he gets a letter from a kid who bought one of his easy-bake ovens that said he’s inspired the kid to be a cook.
Shoji is pretty damn happy to see kids running around with a bunch of fake tentacles strapped to them. His figures are actually some of the cooler ones, with really dynamic poses using all of his limbs. Otherwise he’s pretty chill about it.
Sero is kinda miffed that the first piece of merch he has is…a tape dispenser. It takes a long time for him to get any actually shit made of him and when they do finally make some cellophone merch, he ecstatic.
Tokoyami does not like the fact that his most popular item is a plushie of dark shadow. Honestly, there are a bunch of cooler stuff, like figures of him in a fighting pose are posters of him and dark shadow beating down their enemies, and the one thing people buy more then anything else is this 300 yen black bird toy that goes, Ay-o!, when you squeeze it? Some people honestly…
Todoroki only really has figures of him in cool poses. He likes it but he thinks its getting a bit old. The first time he gets a plushie made of him he actually smiles because finally something that isn’t him looking cool!
As for Tooru…gloves, that is literally it. Just gloves and and boots. It really bums her out. She actually almost stopped Tsuyu from getting rid of her body pillows because at least that’s something.
Momo loves every single thing made of her, plushies, figures, you name it. She even buys some of the rarer and expensive stuff for herself because she thinks they did a really good job on it. She put out a few Creati brand study guides for every grade from grade school to senior year in high school that sell like hot cakes.
Grape juice brand grape juice. That’s it. Mineta is outraged, his class is not surprised.
Bonus: There’s a super rare Deku plush of him in his very first costume. Nobody really knows how the people that made it knew how it looked it, since he only wore it once when he fought Bakugou before it got nearly destroyed, but those who were there can tell it is completely accurate.
Ochako has actually bought it right under everyone’s nose. She keeps it somewhere safe where nobody can find it. Every now and again if she’s having a bad day she takes it out and hugs it as she sleeps.