The level of bullshitting through things and getting away with it in the wizarding world is hilarious
OH idk tho our owls can find anyone in any form but where’s Sirius black
Okay we can check wands for spells but idk it’s Sirius Black not Peter because he can’t do that he died
Oh shit Harry turnt someone in a FUCKING BALLOOn let’s just,,, deflate her,, and put her back.,,,,
Excuse me I was just wondering what a horcrux and how do they work and how to make one and any downsides and/ or step by step directions FOR EDUCATION LMAO
You know what NO if you want to study more you know what just GO BACK IN TIME okay we’re just gonna trust you with that because you said you won’t use it for weird shit
It’s dangerous Sirius Black is on the loose let’s just,,, have soul sucking emo bags wonder around no they won’t eat people they said so
What a wizard hating familam let’s just PUT LETTERS IN THEIR EGGS AND SEND LETTERS through their WINDOWS and when they move out send a HALF GIANT TO BRING CAKE AT MIDNIGHT
what is wrong with these people this is why we need a very potter musical
Honestly I could go on I’m just saying if the wizard cops were more logical Sirius Blacks shitty life won’t be needed
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Max chillin in his middle school get up. Just sneakers, a pair of pj bottoms, long sleeved under armour shirt, and a big ol jacket. His piercings connect to Nikki’s story; she was too nervous to get them on her own so Max endures the pain with her to get her to shut the fuck up with her whining lol. He gets a helix piercing and gauges.
He’s still same old max, Jaded, pessimistic, and evil to no end 😂😂😂
Gets into trouble more often than not, vaping out of ceriousity with out daddy David’s consent, getting into fights at school, and buying porn mags from a shifty dealer at the corner of the school block.
But at least he’s intrested in music, slowly learning guitar with David’s help and taking trumpet lessons at band class.
A/N - Shimmy Shimmy KoKoBop … I think i like it! Hellooooo everyone! I’m back! Here with another reaction/scenario featuring EXO who recently made their 2017 comeback with KoKoBop and Power! Hope this brings a smile to your lovely faces! (Yo I’m still shooketh from The Eve performance doe) :)
You were on a double date with Xiumin and his girlfriend when you realized your boyfriend was dragging behind in line. Looking back, you noticed Xiumin whisper into his ear urging him forward. Come to think of it, those two seemed to be talking more on your double date than you had with Suho. You pouted waiting for your boyfriend to join you. “You want to walk any slower grandpa?” you asked with sass. You saw your boyfriend smile up at you and the trio continue to walk forward when Xiumin suddenly exclaimed, “Well we both will be heading out.” “What Why? We are almost in the front.” “Oh don’t worry about us, you lovebirds have fun!” He exclaimed running out of the line hand in hand with his girlfriend. You felt an arm slithering around your waist bringing you closer to a sturdy body. A kiss on your cheek brought you out of the state of confusion you were in. “We’re next in line Y/N,” Suho stated, pulling you into the Ferris wheel Car. You sat opposite him as the operator locked the gates and pressed the keypad to push the car forward. As you nearly reached the peak you noticed Suho pulling his jacket closer to his body. You cold?” He asked. You shook your head. “Why don’t you come here and share some of that warmth?” He asked matter-of-factly. You raised your eyebrow questioning his incentive. He raised his arms feigning innocence. “I’ll behave I swear!” He exclaimed. You walked over to his side and sat on his lap while pulling him into an embrace. A few moments passed when he started speaking of the first moment he laid eyes on you to each memorable date he had with you. You looked up in shock to realize that he remembered so much of the minor details. He continued speaking, “I loved every moment of these past three years with you. Can I continue to be in your life forever?” A breath left your lips when he pulled out a case from his pocket. Opening it, he unveiled a beautiful diamond ring which twinkled in the lights. “Will you marry me Y/N?” A small smile formed on your lips. “Is this what you were talking to Xiumin about?” He chuckled softly. “Yeah I was kinda nervous about this actually … that I might mess it up.” You gazed into his eyes - there was a certain softness and yet, also a strong vibe emanating from them - a quality which made you fall for him in the first place. “Of course I will marry you, you dork!” you exclaimed throwing your arms around his shoulders and sealing the deal with a kiss. He brought you closer until there was hardly any gap between you two. One hand gripped your waist tightly while the other sneakily rose up your shirt. When you two finally pulled back for air he whispered against your lips, “I thought you wanted me to behave.” You smiled and closed the gap between both of your lips once more.
After wishing Suho luck with his proposal, you and Xiumin rushed off to one of the game booths to try your luck with winning one of the stuffed animals. It had always been a wish of yours to go out to a theme park and play these games with your boyfriend. Since he would constantly be at practice, the two of you would rarely have enough time to meet up on fun occasions like this. You wanted to make the best of it. You had to agree that he was pretty good at these games. It was almost as if it was the stress relief he needed. It wasn’t until he maintained a winning streak where you felt like you were more of his manager than his girlfriend since you ended up carrying all his prizes. You came across a shooting range booth when Xiumin exclaimed, “Y/N can you hold this too? That puppy plushie will be perfect for Baekhyun! I have to win that!” Before you had a chance to respond you were immediately holding the largest teddy bear known to mankind since it was bigger than your own body! You stumbled a bit trying to gain your balance with the amount of weight you were carrying. Who ever thought plushies could actually be heavy? Thankfully you found a bench behind the booth and took a seat. You dropped the plushies off to the side when you looked up to see Xiumin running towards you with a puppy doll in his hands. “I got one for all the members now!” He screamed with joy when you stood up with a pout and began to walk away. Xiumin noticed your sad demeanor and pulled you back to him. “Aww is my baby sad cause I didn’t win her anything?” You scoffed and nudged his chest. He giggled and asked opening his arms out wide, “Why do you need a plushie when you have me?” A small smile appeared on your lips. oH gOD. Even you couldn’t resist this cuteness. You leaned forward and pinched his cheeks when he quickly tugged on your jacket pulling you into his chest. “I was just teasing. Of course oppa won them for you, baby ~”
“Yixing will you slow down?” you exclaimed as your boyfriend ran up the stairs. Your legs literally felt as if they were moments away from plummeting to the ground with all the running you have been doing. Your gaze shifted upward to see your boyfriend turning back to face you with a sly smile on his lips. “Aww is baby tired already?” he said softly earning a glare from you, “We are almost there, just a little bit more.” You sighed. “And why are we doing this exactly?” He responded with another smile. “You will see.” Before you had a chance to respond, he raced up the stairs causing you to follow in pursuit. When you finally reached the top door, he grasped your hand and together the two of you walked through. The crisp, warm summer air rushed through your loose hair, easing your soul after that hell of a workout. A soft gasp escaped your lips when you saw the soft flickering lights from the city below. “Yixing this is beautiful.” You turned back to see your boyfriend leaning against the cement walls with his hands behind his head, clearly proud of accomplishing this feat. He slowly puckered his lips and blew a kiss towards you, causing your cheeks to heat up. He gestured you to come forward and you sauntered towards him. Picking up his phone, he started playing music from your favorite tracks. He left one earbud in his ear and placed the second into yours and then pointed to the sky. As if on cue, a shot of light burst from the ground to an array of dancing sparks which illuminating the night sky. And from this vantage point, the entire scene was simply spectacular. You smiled back at him. “You raced all this way just so we could have this moment with fireworks?” He brought you closer to his chest and pecked your nose. “Yep, its this kind of moment which means the world to me.”
“Let’s try this one!” You exclaimed tugging your boyfriend’s hand towards the tallest roller coaster in the theme park. Baekhyun glanced upward and squinted from the sun’s rays. “Now you have officially lost your mind,” he mumbled giving you a judging look, “How about we just go in the Spinning Tea Pots?” “Because I’m pretty sure you’ll use that moment alone to your advantage, you pervert!” He threw his head back in laughter, astonished by how well you know him. “It’s either this or the haunted house,” you challenged, knowing his intense fear of anything horror related. You saw him shifting his eyes in deliberation when you thought of an idea. “Rock Paper Scissors?” You asked suddenly catching him off guard. You didn’t wait for him to respond and immediately played the best out of three match which you ended up winning. Jumping with joy, you exclaimed, “How about we do the Haunted House?” Beakhyun’s eyes grew wide as melons when he fought back, “Wait you said you wanted to go on the coaster!” “Well I changed my mind!” you sang out loud and pulled him towards to creepy maze. The entire five minutes you spent in there you only heard high pitched shrieks and cursing in dialect - all from Baekhyun. By the time you exited the maze you turned to face him, shaking your head disapprovingly while he panted in trepidation while clutching his heart. “Now wouldn’t it have been better if you had just agreed to the coaster in the first place?” You asked with a smirk on your face. He glanced up at you with those fiery eyes and you began to run for your life.
A gentle breeze caressed your face as you heard the soft waves from the ocean crash into the shoreline. The hammock swayed from side to side and the gentle rocking motion drifted you in and out of sleep. You shifted to your side when you heard a whine, “Ah waee ~” A gentle tug pulled you back to a sturdy chest. You peeked up to see your boyfriend’s face nuzzled in your soft hair. “Hmmm you smell so good,” he mumbled sending a crimson blanket to cover your cheeks. His arm was draped lazily around your waist and he gently pulled you upward until you were eye level with him. “I really don’t wanna leave tomorrow. Five months on tour without you is going to be torture.” You smiled and quickly pecked his nose. He smirked. “If you really continue to be this cute, I guarantee we will never leave our room in time for the flight.” He bent his head forward and nipped the edge of your ear. You giggled from the ticklish sensation and buried your head in his chest and embraced him. Your eyes shifted softly upward when you whispered, “If it extends our time together then its fine with me.” You felt his lips curl into a smile and he quickly slipped from your embrace and swung his legs over the hammock. “What is it?” you asked. Instead of responding, he swept you up into his arms bridal style and placed a searing kiss on your lips. “We might as well get a head start, beautiful.”
You placed a plate of perfectly sliced watermelons upon the table when a rush of laughter and squeals caught your attention. When you turned around you saw your boyfriend caught in an intense water gun fight with the neighborhood kids who your parents so graciously invited to your annual Summer Party. You rolled your eyes. Clearly, you were dating a chid. It took you a moment to realize things got a bit too quiet. Before you could comprehend what was happening, you felt a rush of cool jets slamming you from all directions, soaking you from head to toe. You cried out in agony while trying to shield your face with your flailing arms. When the sprays stopped, you heard a rush of laughter and peaked up to see your boyfriend snickering at your current state. “Channie!” you cried out while coughing miserably. He chuckled and made his way over to you. In one swift motion he lifted you by the waist and placed you onto the table so you were eye level with him. “Sorry about that,” he said softly dabbing a napkin on your forehead, “But I couldn’t resist.” You pouted. “Well thanks to your fun and games, my dress is soaked and completely ruined.” He raised his eyebrows and scanned you from head to toe, memorizing every curve on your body accentuated by the wet clothing. “It’s not that bad,” he replied with a smile. “Urgh, why are you such a pervert?” you asked throwing the napkin back at him, “I’m starting to think you did this on purpose.” He titled his head to the side with a mischievous glint in his eyes. “Now what gave that away?” He pulled your body closely to his own and instantly placed a passionate kiss onto your lips. You couldn’t help but melt in his arms as he brought his body closer until there was no gap between you two. A series of groans and exasperated cries resonated from the sides as you noticed the kids starting to point their water guns at you two. Oh Great. Before you two could pull away, you both felt an army of water attacks flying forward. Almost immediately, you grabbed the nearby gun beside you and fired back, “Oh its on now!”
Summer walks along the boardwalk were the best, especially when you were walking hand in hand with your boyfriend, Kyungsoo. During the afternoon peak of the summer heat, you two were fooling around by the shoreline, stepping into the cool refreshing water which usually ended in sudden tackles and a tickle war. As the temperature cooled down in the evening, you would walk along the brilliantly lit boardwalk and admire the twinkling lights above and laughter in the air. This moment was almost too perfect. The silence was interrupted by your boyfriend’s snickers. You looked to the side while still clutching your ice cream cone in your hand. “Whats so funny?” you asked. “You have a little ice cream on your face.” “Really?” You exclaimed in shock, urgently trying to find the spots on your face where the specks of vanilla could have landed. “But where?” You asked. “Here,” he replied nudging his own cone forward and brushing the right side of your cheek. Your eyes grew wide in shock. Oh this little shit! “And here,” he stated while brushing your forehead and the left side of your cheek. “Kyungsoo!” You exclaimed trying to wipe the cream off, “Urgh, where is it? Take it off!” He leaned forward and quickly pecked the regions on your face with ice cream with his lips before leaning back with a smirk on his face. Dumbfounded, you stood completely still and almost couldn’t believe what you witnessed. When you came to your senses, you smacked his shoulder as he threw his head back in laughter while exclaiming, “What? You asked me to take it off.”
Your eyes skimmed the last few words and you eagerly turned to the next page, highly anticipating what would happen next. Your moment was cut short when a high speeding volleyball sent a heavy blow to your skull, knocking you back and sending you and your book flying off the beach chair. Thankfully, you plummeted onto the soft sand while simultaneously looking like a deer in headlights. Well … that was quite embarrassing. As you frantically tried to brush the sand off your hair and face, you heard a scurry of footsteps approaching you. “I’m so sorry, are you ok?” came a voice. You glanced up to see the most handsome face staring back at you. He offered you his hand while flashing a radiant smile which nearly made you stumble as he pulled you up to your feet. “I’m Kai by the way,” he said nervously while handing you your book. “Y/N”, you replied quickly trying hard to not blankly stare at his tanned broad shoulders and his toned abs. “So-um Y/N,” he stated timidly while tossing the ball back and forth in his arms, “Are you free to join us for a game?” We are missing a player.” “I’m really not that good at sports.” “It’s ok, neither am I,” he said almost too quickly causing you to raise your eyebrow in suspicion. Uh-Huh, sure you are with that body, “I can teach you,” he said softly, his eyes clearly earnest. You nodded softly, earning another heart stopping smile from him. “Come on then,” he answered, leading you towards the net.
You stood upon the balcony of the cruise ship overlooking the tranquil ocean with a warm cup of coffee in your hands. A soft breeze drifted though the air causing you to pull your loose cardigan tighter over your shoulder. You took a small sip from your mug and leaned your head in bliss. Yep, the first sip is always the best. You softly swirled the stirrer in your coffee and gazed back into the sea. A soft shade of crimson blanketed your cheeks as you recalled the events of last night with your fiance - well husband now - seeing this is now your honeymoon. Just as you were about to turn your attention back to your coffee, a pair of arms slithered around your waist, filling you up with an overwhelming amount of warmth. You looked up to see a handsome face peering back at you with a smirk on his lips. “You left me alone,” he whined while dipping his head forward, pecking your lips and bringing you closer to his bare chest. You felt a breeze again and this time he nuzzled his face into your neck, breathing in your scent and leaving small kisses on your shoulder. “Sehun,” you said softly placing your mug aside and turning around to face him. “Hmm?” he whispered tugging your cardigan down to move his kisses to your shoulder. “We should probably get ready if we want to make it to the show on time.” He chuckled softly while gently nipping the skin on your collarbone. “Actually,” he replied, lifting you off the ground until your lips were barely a centimeter apart, “I have some other plans of my own.”
The Day After The Election I Did Not Go Outside by Hanif Willis-Abdurraqib
BUT for a moment, to drive to the soul food spot on Congress ave. where utensils, large & made for the hands of no one living among us, hang on the walls & where the woman behind
the counter yells out my order before my second foot makes it in the door & where her laugh is like my sister’s or where her laugh is like my mother’s or where her laugh is like my grandmother’s or where her laugh
is like the laugh of a black woman who knows where the devil is hiding & knows how to shake him loose & in the soul food spot there are no devils but there is plenty sin & where you look at the sweet tea & your dentist gets a chill from miles away &
where, if the gossip is good enough, the smoke from the kitchen puffs into black halos & someone ain’t getting the catfish they ordered & where all is forgiven & where forgiveness is always dressed in something fried or sweet & where, around a circle
of spent plates, men with their full bellies & thin gold chains slap cards on a wooden table & where those men ignore the yelling & the marching on the television & where I imagine those men have seen this movie before & know its ending & yet are still
here to watch it again & where the plates rattle when one of the men shows his hand & says his partner ain’t shit & where I laugh because these men could be my father & around the right table, I am everyone’s child & where the stereo is from the 90s & so is everything that crawls out of it
& where Lauryn sings how you gon’ win if you ain’t right within & I am oh, I am right within for this small and shrinking moment. I am right within for this newborn praise, because the rain stopped & the clouds gave way earlier & yes, the darkness arrives sooner now & yes,
the streets were still slick, but on this day, the children were in them, dodging the streetlights on their small bikes & the girls leapt & whipped their long ponytails through the open mouths of two jump ropes & this is the only country they know & it is nothing
to get free when your only country is freedom & so I say, then: make a border around any place you are loved & call it yours. make a border around those who hold you up & build what you must to keep the devils out. I say, then: I know, I know
the burning cannot be unseen & on this night I claimed a new & fleeting empire, governed by soul food & loud black children & no one telling them to be quiet. governed by men who lose card games. governed by men who know they ain’t shit & the women
who know it better but have loved them for too long to stop now. oh country, my new and brief country. how I walk from you full & into the wreckage. how I wish you everywhere now. how I try to taste you in the air instead of blood.
I know now that I love you more than anything. That the moment I should think about how I would survive, the only thing I could think about was you. And if I would meet you again. And I am so afraid of loosing you and never seeing you again. And I know it’s difficult for us now and no one of us knows if we will ever have a chance but what I want most right now, what I wish from the bottom of my heart is to have a chance to tell you how I feel, how much I love you and how wonderful person you are.
God, I miss you, I miss you so so much. I don’t wanna lose you. But only a miracle can save our love right now. Only a miracle.
Wait hang you said that Asriel got a small piece of the SOUL when sans beat Chara but Marverick version of Chara never fought sans on how did Maverick know to send a message with a piece of Asriel of SOUL missing in Chara's SOUL?
The soul speck dislodged itself in Chara’s universe because Frisk said some cool stuff and shook their resolve enough to knock loose the soul speck.
A strange, searing, effervescent kind of pain spikes through the tangled nerve ending of his wrist halfway through a potions lesson. Ink bleeding through veins into skin.
And he knows, is the thing. Understands that he’s been given a clue to decipher and a puzzle to solve and a loose-threaded soul that will somehow match the stitches in his chest.
He spares a glance across the room. At the girl seated beside the pearlescent, seething cauldrons of Amortentia that he had failed to smell any scent from just a month earlier. Before a mark, a soulmate blossomed across his wrist and -
Her fingers are knotted together as she stares up at Snape. He can see the shadow of her profile - all parted lips and sloping cheeks, a sharp nose and delicate eyebrows - thrown against the floor in a swath of dust cluttered sunlight.
He allows himself a scrape of hope that its her, spelled out across his skin. That he’ll have an irrefutable, undeniable excuse as to any he wants her so desperately.
- THE MARIONETTE
height/weight: 6’ 1"/ 119 lbs
b day: 11/30/1952
blood type: ???
romantic/sexual orientation: biromantic/heterosexual
yaoi type: uke
hobby(ies): sleeping, doll making, embroidery, spectating
personality: maria is almost always focused on some sort of scheme to free the souls of the children from their “eternal” prison, if not in a constant state of mourning and regret of the day it all happened. she blames herself for it bc she left the establishment w/o her bearings. she works w/ spring bonnie in attempts to try to communicate w/ the loose souls that now haunt the restaurant as they are. she’s always spectating and observing the other animatronics as each day passes.. and is always hoping for goldie to give her another chance…
- MARIAH JACKSON
height/weight: 5’ 6"/ 150 lbs
b day: 11/30/1952
blood type: A
hobby(ies): singing, reading, sewing
siblings: clara afton (dead)’ micheal afton
personality/story: after finishing her time in boarding school (now w/o the memories of what happened before, how her sister was killed and why she was in such despair, bc of the coma blanking her memory), maria mellows out. the new smile she wears seems sketchy at times, but it’s almost always warm and welcoming. she‘s usually quiet, but maria’s always willing to get to know new ppl. especially her new step-son, gregory. but some ppl just aren’t willing to give in to such open arms.. on the day of amber’s birthday, she was a bit distracted; luther jackson, her husband, had dropped the two off at the pizzeria for the party. she was at a payphone, trying to call him so he could pick her and gregory up to go back home. gregory watched the other kids, but something was wrong. stacey was just staring down a dark hall, prohibited to unauthorized personnel, claiming that she saw someone that needed their help. gregory wasn’t willing to follow but, in concern for her safety, went after her. while maria’s back was turned, he and the other children followed stacey down the hall, and into a storage closet. maria heard a scream and realized that gregory was gone. she couldn’t find him anywhere. the restaurant was ordered to be cleared immediately and ambulances arrived shortly afterwards. 2 bodies were recovered: stacey’s and vincent’s, dressed in micheal afton’s uniform. she was unconscious, he was dead. the other bodies simply vanished. no traces. the authorities wouldn’t give her answers (even if they could), no matter how much she begged. maria sought to find those answers herself, by taking a job as a security guard at the sister location that would become the atmosphere of the first game, arriving early to search for clues in secret and enduring the horrors of what players experience in the game itself. on the fifth night, maria somehow manages to sneak out of her office to see if she could reason w/ anyone else who might’ve known what happened that day (bc there was no other way, everything she had tried already didn’t give her any insight on the case) the marionette finds and kills her. she later realizes, in the body of her reaper, that it was really her all along
- MARIAH AFTON (THE FIRST SOUL IN LIMBO)
height/weight: 4’ 1"/90 lbs
b day: 11/30/1952
blood type: A
siblings: clara afton, micheal afton
story: the middle child of 3. her little sister, clara afton, took more interest in her father’s work than mariah did. she was a bit of a problem child too. bc of this she was sent away, as a recommendation from her step-mother, to boarding school back home in england for most of her childhood. after hearing of clara’s death, mariah was able to go back home for her funeral. this put her into a deep and worrying mourning state. she was the very first crying child, that you see outside the restaurant in the second five nights game, in one of the later mini-games after you die ((iforgetwhatitwascalledsomethingaboutcake??)). after her unexpected interaction w/ vincent, who used his power to temporarily disguise himself as a 9-year-old boy, she was found unconscious and seemingly lifeless on the sidewalk and was immediately rushed to the hospital. she remained in a coma for 2 weeks afterwards, but miraculously, made a complete recovery. what she, or anyone at all, didn’t know was that vincent had placed a curse upon her. a curse that would lie dormant for years, waiting for the correct moment to activate and take control. marking her eventual.. and brutal fate…
Could I maybe ask how UT/UF sans, UT/UF Papyrus, and UT/UF Felix would react to an so who comes home after being away for a week?
He’s lounging on the couch when you walk in the door. You think he’s asleep till you make it to the stairs, when you suddenly feel a tug that seems to surround your whole body. Slowly, he pulls you to him, only letting your SOUL loose once you’re close enough to see the lazy lights of his eyes staring you down. “heya babe, what’s up?”
He’s been pacing in the living room for days on end now, it’s driving everyone crazy. But what if you come back early?? He has to be there, every day, to make sure he’s there to greet you!! Just in case!!! It takes Undyne & Sans’s efforts combined to get him to leave each day, all the way up until the day you actually got back. Then you’re the one who’s got to deal with a clingy, overly excited skeleton glued to your hip. Good luck.
You walk into an empty, cold house. All that’s left for you are a series of sticky notes on the coffee table. Papyrus telling you “he’s on patrol”. Sans saying “you’re home though”. Papyrus saying “not right now!!!” Sans responding with “ok…how about now?” It goes back & forth like that for a while & ends with Papyrus just scribbling furiously on one of the post-its to convey his anger. Underneath the table is a private one from Sans.
He’s at Grillby’s. You’re happy to be home.
Usually Papyrus never breaks patrol, even for you. But when you step over the threshold, the house is warmer than you expected. The air smells of spices. You see Sans sitting on the couch. He winks at you. “hey.” Before you can respond, Papyrus steps out of the kitchen. He’s wearing that silly “kiss the cook” apron of his (with “don’t” written above it & “unless you have permission” written under it). “IT’S ABOUT TIME!!”