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Soft boys in flower crowns, this must be heaven (ᅌᴗᅌ✿) 

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LITERALLY JUST IMAGINE FUCKING TEDDY LUPIN DECKED OUT IN HIS HUFFLEPUFF ROBES WITH THE HEAD BOY BADGE ON IT WITH HIS HOT BLUE HAIR AND THIS BIG BOY SEVENTEEN YEAR OLD SMIRK AND SMILE AS HE CROSSES HIS ARMS AND WATCHES LITTLE ELEVEN YEAR OLD JAMES SIRIUS POTTER BRAVELY WALK TO THE HAT AND SIT DOWN AND HEARING THE VOICE RING OUT GRYFFINDOR. AND TEDDY POUTS AND GOES ‘DAMN’ BUT HE WATCHES PROUDLY AS HIS YOUNGER FREAKIN BROTHER RELATED OR NOT WALKS TO THE GRYFFINDOR TABLE AND SITS DOWN WITH AN AWE FILLED FACE. AND HE WHIRLS AROUND TO WAVE FRANTICALLY AT TEDDY AND TEDDY GRINS AND WAVES BACK AND STICKS HIM A THUMBS UP BECAUSE ‘GOOD JOB, JAMES. MUM AND DAD’LL BE PROUD.’

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Fake Dating AU? Fake Dating AU.

Papa Schnee has arranged political marriage plan for Winter if she’s still single by the end of the year, and Winter will do anything to avoid that–even if she has to pretend to be couple with her archenemy.

Qrow is in huge debt, being an alcoholic he is. He’s also never fond of certain Ice Queen. But with his neck on the line, and despite he doesn’t want to admit it (not to mention he has pride and popularity to keep), her proposal wasn’t exactly bad idea back then.

However, they’re not exactly convincing with the constant 8-year-old squabbles.

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very self-indulgent Yuri on Ice Pokemon AU because I can and pokemon au is always important to me

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Me next week:
  • (Monday) Me, softly: Can you hear my heartbeat? Tired of feeling, never enough. I close my eyes and tell myself that my dreams will come true…
  • (Tuesday) Me, screaming: THERE’LL BE NO MORE DARKNESS WHEN YOU BELIEVE IN YOURSELF, YOU ARE UNSTOPPABLE.
  • (Wednesday) Me, sobbing while singing very softly: Where your destiny lies… Dancing on the blades, you set my heart on fire… Can’t stop us now, the moment of truth we were born to make history…
high school au (part two)

(read part one here)

Andrew has spent every Sunday since he got out of juvie either in church or at an Exy tournament. It’s not a future he would have predicted for himself two years ago.

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Chapter 15 made me feel horribly trapped and anxious. It turns out that the real reason why Sangwoo took Bum to that afterparty was to make him realize nobody would help or save him even if he manages to escape somehow. Bum is all by himself right now and it makes me want to cry. He has to interact with Seungbae somehow or learn to manipulate Sangwoo.

my fingers have witnessed
how many times i’ve desperately
typed your number
calling being left with nothing besides
being told to leave voicemails you probably don’t listen to.
funny thing is, i don’t even know if
its still your number, but not being responded to,
may mean its still you on the other end
not sure what I want,
if i’m making excuses for texting you crazy in hope of my words arriving to you
or i’m hoping its not you & that you would still respond to me if it were you
“i wish you were here” i text at 2 am sobbing in the middle
of no where in my car with your favorite song playing
“you’re never here” i text at 4 am driving back home still crying
but this time, i’m so angry you’re not here
“come back please” i text at 6 am breaking down on my bathroom floor
in agony
“give me a chance to explain” i text at 6:05 am staring at my phone for minutes
that feel like hours waiting for three dots to appear
its 8 am and i’m still here, staring my red dry eyes out
at the screen my heart sinking inside
i fall asleep shortly waking up after hours realizing there were still no calls or text,
i’m promising myself to let you go while brushing my teeth seeing
the mirror being clean & fixed while i’m wrecked knowing damn well,
tonight i’m going to break my promise again & start a new one tomorrow on hope
of one day achieving it however,
the day just may not be today
—  Nimrah Khalid • true story of habits that break us
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∟ “I could simply change you, make you follow me. But that’s not my way. I want you to see exactly what the gods have in store for you. Because when you do, you won’t have the faintest idea what to do with yourself. And I do.

i want someone to ask me what’s wrong and let me vent to them but even if they ask, i just end up saying i’m fine and i turn the conversation around onto how they are

i want someone to hug me tightly and let me sob into their chest and not let go until i’m okay because it’s so fucking hard trying to handle all of this on my own

i want people to help and i want to tell them just how shitty and difficult everything is but the reality is that i can’t open up to people because my problems are not valid or worthy of attention and talking about it makes me feel like i’m manipulating everyone

other people have it worse which means i should just suck it up and be grateful that i have things like food, clothes and shelter. but oh my god, i am just SO fucking miserable. i would give anything to just be happy, to not wake up disappointed that i didn’t die in my sleep, to not spend every day crying and shaking with anxiety and thinking about hurting and killing myself

i want to be calm, happy and at peace. i feel like i’m at war with my brain and it’s so draining, so exhausting and i feel like the most pathetic, worthless person in the world

Wouldn’t Let You Fail

A/N: Okay, my first Lin fic. A wee bit scary. Lmao I feel like I’m committing treason or something. It’s weird. It’s good tho! I have a lot of Lin fics planned for the holiday season ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

Word Count: 4147 ((i know I’m sorry but @myalexanderhamiltonjustyouwait​ wanted this to be one part))

TW: Drug mention, anxiety mention, sexual actions mentioned

Pairing: LMM x Reader


There was a lot of firsts involved with you being in Hamilton.

It was your first starring role in a Broadway show, first time playing a male role, and first female playing George Washington. All of which, could be easily handled.

Except for the unprecedented involvement of a certain someone. 

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Health care access 

“I’ve been a big supporter of Planned Parenthood. To me they’re such an important and critical thing for American health care that I want to do whatever I can for them. As a Canadian, health care wasn’t a thing for me that you would have to pay for or think about. When I moved here I went to Planned Parenthood because I needed to go see a doctor. I had the most pleasant experience that, when I left, I actually called my dad sobbing. I told him what happened, and how nice, and polite, and everything they were with me. At that point I was making no money as an artist, so I could have not afforded getting tests. It needs to be something that stays.”

In honor of International Women’s Day, we are posting quotes from our latest Creative New York interview with Petra Collins, highlighting issues relating to body image, openness, collaboration, and health care access as an artist. Read the entire interview at nyc.moma.org.

Join us on 3/18 for MoMA PopRally’s Petra Collins: In Search of Us, an evening of performance, music, and digital art conceived and developed by Collins and artist Madelyne Beckles. Tickets and more info at mo.ma/poprallyxpetra

[Portrait of Petra Collins by Nguan]