lol i don't know where this is from

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SEVENTEEN x aesthetic- hair shop

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Let’s think about this shall we…

There’s an 11-year old boy who has never known love or affection or anything good really. He’s an outcast in his own home, made to feel like he’s worthless

…but then this great thing happens…he’s a wizard, like what the…? An entire new world is opened to him and he gets to leave this horrible place, there’s a world out there where he’s…a hero? That’s crazy! And he gets to go to school with other wizards, kids just like him…he’s so excited… but he’s so nervous too…he just wants to matter, to someone…

…and he meets this boy - with red hair and dirt on his nose - a boy who just wants to be noticed for once…he wants to be good-looking, like his big brother Bill, and brave like his other big brother Charlie, and clever like his brother Percy, and funny like the twins…he doesn’t think he’s any of those…he’s going to shame the family name and be stuck in Hufflepuff - or worse, Slytherin! How is he going to ever live that down?!?!?! He’d never be able to go back home…! 

…he just wants to matter to someone. Looked to for guidance, like his opinion was important. Like he wasn’t the runt of the litter, that all the good qualities were passed liberally among his siblings, but he got the very least of it….toad? No, he hadn’t seen a toad…hey! He didn’t know that wasn’t a proper spell! Why that little know-it-all….!

…she didn’t mean to embarrass him really but much better tell him now before he embarrasses himself during lessons… Oh, she was so excited…! Magic was real! And there was a school about it, can you imagine…?!?!?! Oh, she was finally going to be accepted…! She was sure no one at Hogwarts were going to call her names like at her old school… She was going to make so many friends here! Friends that looked beyond her big teeth and crazy hair…

…she just wants to matter, to someone. To be seen as more than just a brain, to be valued for who she was. She’s seen the way the other kids would share secrets during recess. She wanted to share her secrets, too…oh, they were here!!!!

Three kids - coming from different worlds and backgrounds - met on a train, going to a magical new place. They didn’t know what lay ahead of them, didn’t know that together, they’d face down the greatest evil that their world had known. They were just kids - babies, to some - who wanted to matter. Bogged down with their own personal insecurities and wanting to just…belong

Noticed.

Accepted

What they each longed for before they got on that train to Hogwarts - they found in each other. Harry found family in Ron & Hermione, the siblings he didn’t even know he was longing for until he found them. Ron wasn’t just another Weasley…he was Ron. He mattered. For himself. Hermione found a sibling in Harry, the love of her life in Ron. She wasn’t some annoying know-it-all to them - she was…important

How amazing is it…to find two of the most important people in your life…on a wizarding train headed to Scotland…? 

anonymous asked:

I don't get it. Why are you so nice to everyone? People online that treat you like garbage aren't going to change, but you never get angry. You never attack them. What's the point? You'll never see them. You don't know them. Why do you care so much about being nice?

What? Who treats me like that?? Lol you don’t know who’s messaging me, where they’re coming from, how old they are, what they’re going through. No one deserves mistreatment. If they come off as crass, who cares? I’m comfortable enough with myself and I am constantly boosted and supported by so many other people and messages to not really be phased by how they word their messages, and everyone deserves to be treated fairly. Respect begets respect and that’s how I’ll always try to live my life. I highly recommend it!

@perfectshadow06 I hope you like her. this is 13. she is the last child of her group to have been “taken in” and “cared for” by a group that wishes for nothing more that the eradication of time kids. the group, known as tkes or time kid eradication squad, sends 13 and her “new siblings” to kill time kids across the multiverse. 13 is the only one who absolutely hates what they force her to do. she is often beaten and scarred by her “siblings” for her views. all in all 13 is a perseverant child

THE GOOD FIGHT

1.

God said to fight
the good fight,
so I fought,
and it was good.

2.

Abel, we have been
on the precipice 
of each other all
our lives.  We bruise
our tongues on each
other’s names, always
ready to light our sleeves
on fire for an offering,
always ready to spit
blood out the sides
of our mouths.

I hope someday it looks
less like gasoline when
it hits the concrete.

We shoved each other
up against walls and
called it anger, called
each other by our own
damn names, didn’t know
how to feel when we
started to answer to them.

3.

Abel, I loved you
first, and with your
blood on my hands,
I have ensured that
I also loved you last.

Let this be my
covenant to you,
my sacred vow:

When I write poems
about your body,
I swear I am talking
about your corpse.


4.

Abel, I wear your
clothes so that I
may know what
it means to be
inside you.


5.

Abel, the mark
of Cain is a bruise
sucked into my
throat.


6.

We always said we
wanted the story where
our bones were buried
side by side, back to back,
but I didn’t mean it
like this, I never wanted
to be the one doing
the burying.

Selfish, maybe,
the desire to write
the version of the story
where I got to die first,
but humor me, Abel.

In this paragraph,
you are the one who
is alive, and I am the one
rotting and making
the land more fertile.


7.

God said to make
good on my promises,
so I made promises,
and they were good.


8.

God said good riddance,
so I walked out the door,
and it was good

even if it was
goodbye.

don't ask
Final Fantasy XV
don't ask

Ignis: Noct, if I may…  (´ー`)

Noctis: Don’t ask.  (; ・`д・´)

Gladio: Yep, we’re lost.  (;¬_¬)

Noctis: Don’t answer!  (;; ・`д・´)

Prompto: Don’t know where we came from. Don’t know where we’re going.  (゚∀゚ )

Guarded
  • ENTP's friend: I'm such a guarded person.
  • ENTP: (talking to INFP and INFJ "freely" gives away some "secrets" about self)
  • ENTP's friend: I don't know how you can just tell people your life story...
  • *later that day*
  • ENTP: (pokes INTP) Hey, remember my guarded friend?
  • INTP: Vaguely.
  • ENTP: Close enough. What do you think of how she doesn't like to reveal things about herself?
  • INTP: Well, if you don't have much to guard, you'll be that much more careful about what you reveal, right? One coin from a small storehouse is more noticeable than your ENTP warehouse of "WTF-where-did-all-this-sh*t-come-from?!".
  • ENTP: lol
  • INTP: You know it's quite amazing because people think you're being honest and social when you tell a story from your past because the level of detail and theatrics that go into the story-telling, but you really only tell 12-13% of what really happened.
  • ENTP: 12-13%?
  • INTP: Yes, and that's usually enough for people to open up to you and spill one of their valuable guarded secrets. *sigh* Humans are so easily manipulated.
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in case you haven’t noticed, i’m weird. i’m a weirdo. i don’t fit in.
something is very, very wrong with me. there’s this darkness in me, that’s overwhelming sometimes and i don’t know where it comes from.

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Would you trade this war to make it so? It is some kind of hell to be forced to choose one irreplaceable thing over another.

The Misdelivered Package

Kristanna Modern AU ~ ONESHOT
Rated: M (Swearing, adult situations… lol, I dunno - this one is kind of out there)
WC: 3564
~Is misdelivered actually a word?  Why are titles so hard.  Also I have no explanation for this, lol


Kristoff yawned as he walked to his door.  Damn the night shift for making his life hell for a week every month.  There were so many noisy things during the day when he was trying to sleep, like someone ringing his doorbell.

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“If you’re lost, just look for me. You’ll find me in the region of the summer stars.” - Walking in the Wind

Summer stars = Summer Triangle.

Louis’ freckles…

And who wrote on “Walking in the Wind?”

Curious that… I guess now we know where Harry is when he goes MIA.

JaSpEr

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Hey i made a villainous AU called Ominous :0

Basically it’s a derived version of Heroic, where Pink Hat loses control over his evil business simply because he’s not… evil, and Dr. Drang is the one who’ll manage everything, while Sensitivity and 101 try their best to make their boss feel better and keep Drang from killing thousands of people lol.

Scrap Heap - An OUAT Ficlet

A/N: So, this little bit of silliness was inspired by David’s commentary in this week’s first sneak peek. I don’t disagree with him – Granny’s really isn’t the place for the CS wedding – but I thought he was a bit harsh in his overall assessment of the place. And I thought Granny definitely wouldn’t like it – and probably would have overheard it, with her wolf-hearing and all, and so might have tried to exact some…revenge. So. This was born – roughly 950 words of David-centric silly fic, with a touch of Captain Charming near the end. Also, it assumes that a little more time elapses between the sneak peek and when the wedding will take place than will probably happen on the show – maybe a few weeks or so. Hope you all enjoy!!


It all started so subtly that David almost didn’t notice it…at first.

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His toast had been just a little bit darker than usual one morning when he’d stopped in for breakfast on his way to the station, but he’d washed down the slightly burnt aftertaste with the last of his coffee and had gone on his way with barely a second thought.

Then, the burger he’d gotten one afternoon while spending some quality bonding time with Henry had been a lot rarer than he preferred – actually, if he was being honest, it had been practically raw – but he’d just grimaced (after discreetly spitting the one bite he’d taken back into his napkin) and politely asked if it could be put it back on the grill for another couple of minutes. When the plate had been returned to the table, his burger had been perfectly cooked and he’d gone back to enjoying the afternoon with his grandson.

In hindsight, he supposed the salt he’d received in his coffee instead of sugar during an all-too-rare-in-recent-history date night with Snow – an honest mistake, the slightly frazzled waitress had pleaded – really should have been a tip-off, but at the time he’d just been too happy that his wife had not been in full on Mother-of-the-Bride mode to think too closely about anything else.

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