summer-is-hear

FACT: Without Hermione, Draco would have been evil.

Just hear me out. I think that without Hermione’s existence, Draco wouldn’t have the internal struggle between right and wrong. Here’s why.

Imagine growing up the way Draco did. You’re told that people who aren’t like you are stupid, less powerful, and beneath you.

In a way, it reminds me of religion. Not saying that all or even most religion is bigoted, but the strength in belief within some families is similar.

Even from the young age of 11, Draco displayed traits one would obtain from living a very sheltered life. Meeting Harry in the robe shop, it became very apparent. He introduced himself by his last name, because that’s what he was taught was important. He asked Harry his blood status immediately, because it played a huge part in the beliefs that be was raised with.

He was taught that he’s the best of the best.

Only when goes to school, this muggleborn is thrown in his face. And she’s smart. So smart, that no matter how hard he tries, his grades are never good enough to top hers. Not only that, but she’s powerful. Obviously so, even.

He even comes to notice that she isn’t nearly as dirty as he was lead to believe. In fact, she comes down the stairs at the Yule ball and she’s so stunningly gorgeous that not one insult can come to his mind.


So we’re his parents right? They wouldn’t lie to him, would they?

Only they have, and the living proof is staring him directly in the face.

And so he gets angry. He calls her names, and puts her down. Because he’s not stupid– it’s so blatantly obvious that the people he admired the most in the world were wrong in so many instances, and he’s bitter. His world is broken, and so he wants everyone else to be too.

Knowing this, he returns home each summer just to hear his father complain about how a “mudblood trumped him in grades” and how “the half-blood beat him in quiddich” because his family believes it’s not possible.

Yet little do they know how hard he worked and how much he studied and practiced, he still always came up second.

So he was bitter, and angry– yes. Not condoning his actions, but explaining them.

Even though he tried to convince himself that it was a fluke, that Hermione was just a freak of nature– he knew better.

And although he called her the names he did over his own bitterness and angst, he didn’t really think she should die. But then, come sixth year, everything turns real, and serious– really fast. He’s stuck in a corner with no choice.

I fully believe that Hermione challenged him. She was in his face, everyday, proving him wrong. She was a walking contradiction, and I fully believe that had he not been exposed to her, he wouldn’t have even tried to second guess his family’s values and beliefs.

Imagine living next door to Tom. One summer afternoon, you hear a commotion coming from the backyard and rush to see what was going on. You step out onto the patio to see Tom, soaking wet from head to toe. His new puppy had escaped into your backyard and fallen into the swimming pool. Unsure if the little thing could swim, Tom didn’t hesitate to dive in to rescue him. He apologizes, but naturally you tell him not to worry about it. Seeing him climb out of your pool, his drenched clothes clinging to his body, was oh so worth it.

5

So the hamsters live inside the rectums of those people?
Yeah, sweetie, that’s where they live.
Well, how does that work? I mean, do the butts look like little apartments inside?
Yeah! And can they like, leave the butt, and walk around on their own?
Look, I don’t know! I’m watching the same thing you guys are.
Grandpa Rick, if they leave the butt, and the person wanders off… How would they find their butt person again?
I don’t know, Summer! I can’t even hear the TV! All right, that’s it. We’re just gonna go there, so you idiots can ask your stupid questions all day.
Ooh! Family vacation!

okay but what if all of the hp characters were queer??

• every night, pre-t trans boys fred and george sit criss-cross applesauce across from each other on the floor and take turns trying to talk in deeper voices, praising each other when they sound the way they want to
‌• all of the time closeted gay neville spent practicing his dance moves pays off when equally-as-closeted gay colin asks him to the ball and they spend the entire night spinning around the beautifully decorated dancefloor, falling in love with the way they each seem to find a home in the arms of another gryffindor outcast
‌• queer ginny brings agender pansexual luna home for christmas eve dinner to meet her family for the first time, planning to introduce them as her friend instead of her datemate, but she’s happily convinced to be honest when molly’s first reaction is to bombard luna with hugs and exclaim “oh, ginny, you did well!! they’re so cute!!”
‌• ace aro squishies ron and hermione usually get an entire floor of the burrow to themselves over the summer, but after hearing that draco got kicked out for telling his family that he’s dating harry, they decide to give up some of their free space to let him bunk there too
‌• polyamorous crabbe, goyle, and blaise all try to squeeze into one of the beds in the slytherin dormitory to sleep, but when they realize it only fits two comfortably, they lay some comforters on the floor and cozy up there instead so they can all be together
‌• bisexual cedric wants to be the triwizard champion so bad but, my god, who can focus on anything when fleur practically oozes this dreamy lavender scent that puts a lump in his throat and victor krum’s biceps have an actual magnetic connection with his eyes??
‌• sex-repulsed ace wood was born for quidditch, not intercourse, so keep your “haha you play with BALLS” jokes away from him, please
‌• lesbian “best friends” cho and lavender have practically hung off of each other since they met in the second year of school, so in year five when they announce that they’ve just started dating, their announcement is met with an array of “wait… JUST STARTED?"s
‌• padme’s love for fashion has prompted her to read many muggle style magazines over the years, and, luckily, the knowledge she’s obtained from them comes in handy when she gets to take her trans twin sister, parvati, dress shopping for the first time

MBTI types as things you do during summer/winter holidays

ISTJ: stay in a wooden mountain chalet covered with snow
ESTJ: relaxiwith a cup of chocolate in a rainy day
ISFJ: sit near fireplace to sense warmth of burning fire
ESFJ: walk in the street with the summer sunshine
INFJ: hear the sea waves breaking the rocks
ENFJ: sense on the barefeet the hot sand
INTJ: stretch on the coach after a series matathon
ENTJ: look at snow that falls in the window
ISTP: throw snowballs in the park, starting a battle
ESTP: call friends to organize trips
ISFP: sing songs in car with friends during trip
ESFP: play guitar to bonfire on the beach at night
INFP: take photos during a trip, to make a travel journal
ENFP: catch your breath after a mountain hike
INTP: sleep even during the day because of sleep deprivation at night
ENTP: push unespectedly friends in the pool

So, now that I’m one week into my summer vacation, I thought I’d jump on the bandwagon and make a master post about summer. I’d love love to hear about your summer goals so feel free to message me or send me an ask or anything! 


1. Figure out what you want to do this summer. You don’t have to learn a new subject. You don’t have to study math everyday. You don’t even have to read. Just figure out for yourself what a really fulfilling summer means to you. That might be sleeping until noon everyday. That might be watching a bunch of Netflix TV shows. That’s ok. You’ve earned it after a long school year. What I mean to say is know what a fun, enjoyable, fulfilling summer is for you and be totally ok with that not being what everyone else thinks it is.

2. Write down what it is you want to do and put that list somewhere visible. The fulfilling summer I was talking about above, write that stuff down. If you’re like me and tend to get a little sidetracked, it can be helpful to have an actual list somewhere reminding me daily what I want to do this summer. If it’s a more complex goal (reading x amount of books for example) then figure out a plan to get there.

3. Work a little towards your goal each day. Is it watching the entirety of “Grey’s Anatomy” that’s on Netflix? Watch an episode or two a day. Is it running a half marathon? Run a few miles a day and train towards it. I’m doing an 80 Days of Summer challenge. If you feel inclined to do something similar, I’d love to hear about it! 

4. Be really ok with not completing all your goals. Don’t get worked up about not finishing everything you wanted to. Summer is about enjoying yourself and taking some downtime from the very stressful school year. So just have fun!

thisissirius  asked:

5: Did you eat my pop tarts? + 6: Is that my shirt?

a good old friends to lovers au, because i love ya!

Robert felt completely blissed out, as he woke up, stretching languidly across his bed. If he was being completely honest, it had been a while since he’d woken up with that pleasant soreness that was always the result of a fairly spectacular night of sex.

It’s not as though he’d lost his edge, whatever Aaron might say, cheeky grin fixed in place. No, it was more because he’d been so busy lately, with the business, the house renovation, helping Aaron with Liv, helping Victoria out with her food truck - he’d hardly had a spare second to himself, let alone a few hours to head out and take on Hotten’s nightlife, and bag himself a one night stand.

Still, it’s not as though last night didn’t make up for it.

Robert couldn’t help the self satisfied grin on his face as he sat up, duvet falling away to his waist. Everything about his room still felt new, if he was honest - he’d bought a wreck of a cottage on the outskirts of the village, a year or so ago now, a pet project for himself that had turned into nothing short of a money pit.

It was done now though, and it was home. Robert felt like he hadn’t had one of those in a long time, life always connected to someone else, whether it was exes, or Chrissie.

Thirty, and this was the first house he’d bought with his own money. Robert Sugden, proud owner of Primrose Cottage. The name wasn’t exactly his choice, but turns out when you bought an old historical property, there was a few terms and conditions and things that couldn’t be changed.

Thankfully, that didn’t extend to the inside, Robert thought to himself, eyes adjusting to the bright morning as he looked around his room, sleek built in wardrobes and cherry wood furniture (all of which Aaron have given him shit for buying, claiming there was no need to spend that much money on a bedside locker) all making for a room right out of a house catalogue.

He worked hard, in his own defence - Robert deserved a little luxury in his own home.

Stretching out a little more, Robert tossed the covers off, walking unashamedly naked across his bedroom to grab a pair of boxers, hitching the material up over his narrow hips, not bothering with a t-shirt.

It was summer, after all.

He could hear the kettle going before he was even halfway down the stairs, the noise of the kitchen coming to life music to his ears. The worst part about living alone, was getting up in the mornings to a quiet house.

Maybe he should get a cat.

Reaching the end of the stairs, Robert padded across the open plan living room, heart thundering in his head as he watched Aaron moved around the kitchen with remarkable familiarity, making two mugs of tea, a half eaten bowl of cornflakes on the side.

“I don’t like waking up to an empty bed,” Robert drawled, crossing the last of the space between them in a few short steps, pressing his chest to Aaron’s back, enjoying the way the other man jumped a little at the contact.

“I didn’t know if it would be weird,” Aaron admitted, leaning back into Robert’s embrace as he relaxed slightly, carton of milk in hand.

It was strange, how natural it all felt. He and Aaron had been friends since Robert had moved back to the village at twenty five, fresh off the back of a disastrous relationship with Chrissie, not a penny to his name.

Aaron had been his best friend though it all, through Robert’s months working between the pub and the B&B, through him going back to night school and getting his A-Levels, to Robert setting up his own business, Robert coming out. Aaron had been his best friend through it all, the only person Robert could ever talk to about the mess that was unfolding in his head.

He’d never imagined a life without Aaron, but it would be a lie to say he hadn’t imagined this, once or twice, laid awake at night and wondered what it would feel like to love Aaron, to be with him like this, as though it was the most normal and natural thing in the world.

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Petty

a/n: ‘Cause you know Arthur doesn’t let things go, and omegaverse pettiness is something I’ve always dreamed about- you can’t exactly be passive-aggressive with all those hostile scents lmao…

This is my first time writing a post-break-up fic so forgive me if the situation is messed up a bit. I just wanted to do something else, rather than Alfred loving Arthur or Arthur loving Alfred..

Day 4: Summer Camp for the usuknetwork’s Summer Getaway event. 


Alfred hadn’t been too happy when he had found that his ex-boyfriend was his daughter’s camp counselor.

Of course, he had nothing to fear. Amelia was only four years old, and with a face like hers, one couldn’t even fathom the thought of hurting her. Chubby cheeks, blonde hair curled into pigtails, big blue eyes, little dimples just like her father’s- well, Alfred supposed anything of hers that reminded his ex of him would be rather unfortunate, but the point was that she was a child.

She was a cute, cute child, and even an ex as crazy as Arthur Kirkland wouldn’t do a thing to her.

Hell, Alfred had met the omega in high school. High school! A hell of a long time ago. Alfred could barely remember the mathematical concepts he’d learned there, let alone an old fling.

Yet as he took Amelia to her first day at a tots’ summer camp, upon hearing positive reviews about an eccentric camp counselor who’d taught his neighbor’s three-year-old how to say the ABC’s forwards and backward, he was almost immediately pierced through the chest by those molten green eyes.

“Alfred Jones.” 

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first love

fandom: naruto
characters/pairings: sasuke/sakura
rating: t
prompt: first love
a/n: unbeta’ed as always

At the age of twelve, Sakura dreamt of marriage bells, Sasuke’s eyes, and their hands intertwined. It had been easy, then, to sweeten her smile and curl an arm around his. It had been easy to bounce back from constant and biting rejection, all the while balancing fears that turned out to come true.

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We Can Feel So Far (From So Close) (1/2)

Waiting until your best friend left for a cross country tour was a fine time to realize you’re in love with him. Captain Swan.

This is the first of a two shot that I finally decided to post after having it sit in my Google Docs since last summer. I’d love to hear your thoughts on this first part!

Rated T | Word count: 8139 | Also on AO3 and FF.net


There’s an old quote that says something along the lines of “absence makes the heart grow fonder.” That you don’t realize just how much you love someone until they’re no longer around.

When Emma would come across phrases like that a few years ago, she would typically roll her eyes and mutter some kind of sarcastic remark, all while trying not to dwell on the fact that there probably would never be someone for her to love like that.

But of course, that was before she met Killian. And everything changed.

They meet on a Thursday night, under unusual circumstances. Emma had moved into her new apartment that afternoon, a simple one bedroom in Boston that was more than enough space for her and the small amount of items in her possession. The whole day had been a disaster from the get go. First thing that morning, her previous landlord accused her of not paying the last month’s rent, and threatened to sue if he didn’t get it immediately. (The look on his face when he realize he was in the wrong was priceless. And he wondered why she was moving out of his crappy building.) Then, the movers she could barely afford to hire wound up taking her furniture to the wrong apartment complex on the other side of Boston. By the time the fiasco had been taken care of, it was nearly the end of the day. Saying she was exhausted was an understatement.

Emma stands in the middle of the living room, observing the chaos that was now her new home. She may have brought a small number of things with her, but most of said things were still in boxes, scattered around on the floor and waiting to be put away. She’d unpacked a box of clothes solely to dig out her favorite Batman pajamas, leaving the rest piled up in the corner of her bedroom. Just something else that could wait until tomorrow when she wasn’t both starving and sleep deprived.

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On love, lust, and other feelings (Sashea) - wordsmithmaybe

A/N: Hey:) This is my first time submitting anything on this blog, but I have my own blog where I have been posting rpdr fanfictions for a while now (wordsmithmaybe). I’m obsessed with lesbian sashea so I couldn’t help but write this 7k au fanfic!! I hope you enjoy it, and please let me know if you want a sequel x

(sorry for any spelling or grammar mistakes. I’m slightly dyslexic, but i tried my best to proof read) 

P,S This story is inspired by my own experiences. I’m not trying to offend anyone or their religion. 

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‘There’s no place like homecoming’- Jason imagine

Originally posted by riverdanvers

Originally posted by youtubersandothers

Request:

Y/n is dating Jason (but secretly) then for the welcome ball Toby invites her as he did with Emily (1st season) and it happens the same as when Emily was alone with him the chemistry room.

Words: 2226

A/N: It’s been ages so it probably doesn’t make sense. Also it wasn’t going to be this long, then I re-watched the episode and kept adding and adding…. Hope its ok xxxx

You gently intertwined your fingers with Jason’s, the two of you pressed up against each other on your bed. Sighing softly, you closed your eyes as his other hand found your waist, his mouth nibbling the exposed skin on your neck.

“Let me take you to homecoming” he mumbled. You moaned in response, too lost in the moment to acknowledge what Jason had said. You repositioned yourself so you could unbutton his shirt. “y/n?” he took your hands in his, moving them away from the buttons. Blinking at him obliviously, your mouth slightly parted, you wondered why he had stopped you, almost offended. “I’m serious.” He continued, sitting back against the headboard. You pulled yourself up to be level with him.

“Serious about what?” you asked, tilting your head a small degree, the crease in your forehead conveying your confusion.

“About taking you to homecoming.” Your eyes widened and you sat up straight, eyes directed at the floor. Jason’s hand settled on your thigh, his thumb massaging your bare skin soothingly.

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dudeblade  asked:

I need some Rosebird. Preferably one with the two dorks interrogating possible romantic partners for their daughters.

Okay then.

Summer: Sooooo. *Summer said as she adjusted her lensless glasses,  looking through stacks of papers before setting them down and looked forward.* You are our daughters Best friends forever?

Raven: Or Bffs for short. *Raven spoke with a low threatening tone with her hands folded together as she glared forward.*

Penny: Oh yes. Ruby and Yang are mine bestest of friends. *Penny smiled happily in her chair.*

Blake: Yes… Yang and Ruby are dear friends. *Blake nodded as she thought to herself.* Yang a bit.

Weiss: First and not to be rude, Ruby is JUST a friend and Yang is a teammate. That’s it. Second, WHAT IS THIS!? *Weiss frowned before shouted as she jestered to the interrogation room that they are in.*

Raven: *Suddenly Raven slams her hands on the table,  making Blake and Weiss jump while Penny just tilts her head,  before pointing at Weiss and barking with a murderous glare.* OH SO YOU DON’T THINK MY DAUGHTER IS BEAUTIFUL OR WORTH OF BEING YOUR FRIEND!? IS THAT IT, ICE QUEEN!?

Weiss: N-N-N-NO! THAT IS NOT WHAT I MEANT! I *Weiss Panicked, holding up her hands in fear.*

Summer: Now sweetie. Calm down. *Summer smiled as she patting her wife’s back. and making a note of Weiss’s reaction.* So Girls.How are you getting along with our girls? I hope they aren’t getting you into any trouble.

Penny: Oh no Mrs Rose. Ruby and been the best of friend and helping me with fitting in as well as helping me with my weapons and systems.

Summer: Oh that is lovely to hear! *Summer cheered as she clapped her hands together while Raven raises an eyebrow.*

Raven: Wait. Ruby? Our Ruby? She is helping you fit i-DRR! *Raven question when suddenly groaning in pain after Summer stomps her foot.*

Summer: How about you Blake?

Blake: Well, Me and Yang have been getting along great. She is the best partner and friend I can ask for. *Blake smiled as she thinks of all the moments she and Yang have shared including their first date and many makeout sessions.*

Raven: Hmmm… *Raven stared at Blake.* Soooo Yang is your best friend and not your boyfriend that Sun kid?

Blake: Huh? Sorry, I think you are misinformed. Sun of just my best friend. Not my boyfriend.

Raven: But I thought Yang was your “Best” Friend? *Raven Questioned*

Blake: She is.

Raven: Hmmm. Okay. 

Summer: Well That’s good. Is Sun good friends with Ruby and Y-*Summer asked writing down a note to question Sun later when Raven interrupted as she bluntly states*

Raven: Because you know Yang is Bisexual right?

Weiss: Wait What?

Summer: RAVEN! *Summer Gasped* You can’t just-

Penny/Blake: Oh I know. *The two said together before Everyone stared at them and in Blake’s case at Penny.*

Raven/Weiss/Summer/Blake: You Know?

Weiss: Why did you tell me?

Blake: I, uh, How do you know Penny? *Blake quickly asked ignoring her friend as she began to feel Summer and Raven’s staring eyes on her.*

Penny: Huh? Oh Ruby told me on our date. *Penny smiled, Unaware of Raven’s Jaw dropping and Summer trying to hold back a squeal of joy*

Summer: ~Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee~ Our baby girl is growing up so fast!~ *well the key word was trying*

Raven: You… Are dating… Our little ruby? *Raven Asked with a twitching eye, Meanwhile Blake lets out a sigh of relief that the attention was off her until Penny spoke again.*

Penny: Oh Yes. Ruby and I are dating eachother. Although, we are not as far into our relationship as Blake and Yang are.

Blake: PENNY!

Weiss: YOU’RE DATING YANG!?

Summer/Raven: Excuse me/Come again? *the married couple questioned Summer with a surprised expression while Raven’s face remains neutral.*

Penny: Oh yes. Ruby and I have only held hands and kiss while Blake and Yang have as Ruby put it “Making out like then is no tomorrow.” 

Summer: Oh my. *Summer Said with a blush matching Blake’s*

Blake: Penny! Please stop!

Raven: No no. Continue. *Raven demanded*

Penny: I am not sure what making out means exactly but from what I saw when looking for Ruby in their dorm room during the holiday weekend. I can only assume it has to do with sharing the same bed without clothes on. *Penny smiled while Blake buryed her face in her hands, Weiss fainting and falling out of her chair, and Summer and Raven bother staring at Blake with unreadable looks.*

Summer: Blake… Is what Penny said true?

Blake: … Yes.

Raven: You slept with MY DAUGHTER? *Raven asked in more detail with a bit of a growl to her tone.*

Blake: Yes. *Blake Answered as she looks at the two woman.* I have been dating Yang for two years now and I can tell you without a doubt that I love your daughter and that I want to be with her and  if you disapprove of me because you don’t think I’m worth or because I’m a-

Summer: So does this my our grandkids will be able to turn into birds or cat? *Summer interrupted Blake as she looked at her wife.*

Blake: Eh?

Raven: No no. Me and Qrow are special. It’s most likely they’ll be normal cat faunus if Tai’s genes aren’t the doms. *Raven informed her wife.*

Blake: EH?

Summer: Huh? Oh right. Raven is a type of Faunus that can turn into an anaimel instead of having animal traits. *summer explained as Raven turned into a bird and back.* But forget that. ~WELCOME TO THE FAMILY!~ *Summer cheered bring Both Penny and Blake into a hug.*

Penny: SENSATIONAL! *Penny smiled as she returned the hug.*

Blake: I… Thank you. Mrs Rose. Mrs Xiao-Long.

Raven: Yeah Yeah. Just remember that is you don’t marry my daughter or break her heart they will never find the body.

Blake: Y-Yes Sir. MA’AM! I meant Ma’am. *Blake Corrected herself not noticing the proud little smirk appearing on Raven’s lips.*

Summer: Oh my god Yang is just like her mother.

~Else where~

Tai: Huh? Is something wrong girls? Your ice cream is melting.

Ruby: Something really embarrassing just happened. I can feel it.

Yang: Oh God WE LEFT BLAKE AND PENNY WITH MA AND MOM!!rwby