when you come of age

brokenknifefrisk  asked:

"Heh, your family could probably throw a party that would rival the Royal Gala. c; That said, do you have any holiday plans yet?"

Well since we got so many monsters to feed, Wing usually closes the cafe an’ we have our Harvestime dinner over there. All’a us plus Getter, Tessall, Seamus… an’ Sans or Pap’ll be free to invite their friends if they want.

As for Gyftmas, though? The family’s already tryin’ to figure out what I want, but it’s pretty hard to come up with shit when you’re my age…

I can always use more wool socks, but gettin’ five pairs at once ain’t exactly a moment for the family photo album… an’ Pap got me some cigars last year that I liked, but I know he won’t wanna double up on that…

Eh, I’ll think of somethin’ eventually…


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We're Already Married

So, I am supposed to be working on a chapter of a story and an angsty oneshot. But this fluffy drabble had to be written. It just had to.

               “Draco, we need to talk.” Lucius told his son firmly as he and Narcissa walked into the room.

                “Mhm. Go ahead.” Came the little three-year-old’s distracted voice.

                Lucius rolled his eyes before stepping behind his son and peering down. “What in heaven’s name is that?”

                That had Narcissa circling the table and looking at her son’s face. His tongue was peeking out of his lips, eyes were narrowed in concentration while brows were furrowed and he seemed to be drawing something on a spare piece of parchment. She blinked uncertainly at the pure disaster of scribbles that were everywhere. If it wasn’t supposed to be a ball of rubbish, she honestly had no idea what her son was attempting to draw.

                “It’s Dobby. Can’t you tell?” Draco looked up with a wobbly lip and sad eyes as he pointed across the room to the house elf. As if the thought of it not looking like Dobby was a disaster.

                Lucius looked over for the first time and noted that the elf was in an odd pose with an apple balancing on his forehead.

                At his arched brows, Dobby hurried to explain. “Master Draco asked Dobby to be his muse.”

                “Is that so?” Lucius drawled with a heavy sigh. “Draco, you can’t order Dobby to play with you.”

                “Why not?”  

                Patience was not Lucius’ strong suit. He looked to the ceiling briefly before shaking his head. “We will have this conversation at a later date. There are more important things to discuss.”

                Draco hummed a little before looking up with wide eyes. “Am I in twouble? If so, Dobby did it.”

                A soft surprised noise emitted from the elf and Narcissa couldn’t help but laugh lightly. “No, you aren’t in trouble and don’t blame Dobby for things he didn’t do.”

                “Sowwy.” Draco apologized as he looked down at his hands.

                “Sorry.” Lucius corrected. For some reason, pronouncing R’s were hard for his son.

                Draco’s brows were pinched in confusion. “That’s what I said.”

                “No, you said—” Lucius paused as he decided to let it go. “Nevermind. What I have been trying to tell you is that we have come to discuss a pureblood tradition with you.”

                That had Draco’s expression souring. “No thanks.”

                Narcissa covered her mouth as she tried muffling her laughter. Salazar, she loved her son.

                “Draco.” The hard tone of his voice had his son straightening up and giving him a serious look. Finally.

                “When you come of age, you will be drawn into a marriage contract. This is something that most purebloods do and it is a standing tradition of the Malfoy family.” Lucius shot is wife a look when she crossed her arms. He knew that she didn’t agree and wanted Draco to find his own spouse but that wasn’t the plan.

                “I’m alweady mawried.” Draco interrupted excitedly!

                Lucius blinked rapidly. “You want to run that by me again?”

                “Hawwy asked me to mawwy him today! I said I would if he let me have his pudding. He did!”

                “And who pray tell is Hawwy?” Lucius shuddered at the pronunciation.

                “Hawwy is my best fwriend. He has pwetty eyes and he said I do too! We are mawried.”

                Narcissa smirked at her husband. “You hear that? He’s already married. Looks like that marriage contract is moot.”

                “Narcissa, you can’t possibly—”

                She stood up rapidly, holding out her hand for her son to take. “I can and I will. You want to explain to your son why he can’t marry his best friend? Because if so, you can deal with the aftermath.”

                Draco looked between them rapidly. “But…” His eyes filled with tears. “We alweady mawried.” The sniffle he released had Lucius closing his eyes. “Tomorrow’s the anni- anniver-” He scrunched up his nose as he looked to Narcissa for help.

                “Anniversary?” She offered picking him up and holding him close.

                Draco nodded rapidly as he wiped his eyes. “Yes. I want to give him a gift.”

                Narcissa smiled softly. “How about we go see if we can have one of the house elves cook him something. What kind of desserts does he like?”

                “Tweacle tawrt.”

                Lucius watched his wife and son walk out of the room with a shake of his head. He looked over and noticed that Dobby was still in the same awful pose. “Cease that at once.”

                When the elf let out a noise of relief, Lucius rolled his eyes. “What are the chances that I’ll get my way in the end?”

                He knew that Dobby couldn’t lie to him, so he was interested in hearing the response.

                The *pop* of the elf’s departure was heard and it had Lucius putting his face in his hands. “That’s what I was afraid of.”

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one of my favorite things about malec is that they’re an adult, interracial lgbt couple. i know for many people in the lgbt community, coming out and coming into themselves didn’t happen until adulthood, especially poc. this includes me.

it means so much to me to see magnus, a man of color, and his recently-out boyfriend alec, living openly while cultivating their careers, managing familial relationships and making a home together. 

“What I didn’t realize, back when I was this twenty-five-year-old pinup for geeks in that me myself and iconic metal bikini, was that I had signed an invisible contract to stay looking the exact same way for the next thirty to forty years. Well, clearly I’ve broken that contract. Partly because, in an effort to keep up my disguise as a human being, I had a child at some point. And then, in an effort to stay sane for said child, I took pounds and pounds of medications that have the dual effect of causing water retention (think ocean, not lake) while also creating a craving for salad—chocolate salad. So yes, in answer to your unexpressed question, sanity does turn out to come at a heavy price.


You son of a bitch. I never made one of these when you were still responding because I was so mad at you for leaving. And then when you went quiet, it felt like I should live with that decision, and I have. But today is my birthday. And it’s a special one, because you told me… you once told me that when you come back we might be the same age. And today I’m the same age you were when you left. So it would be a real good time for you to come back.

Dating Tom Hiddleston and being younger than him would include...

Originally posted by maryxglz

A/N: This has been so requested, and I was SO excited to write it!!!! Hope you all like it xx

  • Things going to fast at first, probably
  • Because he’s go hard or go home
  • Trying to slow down when the first comment about the age gap between you two comes out
  • Having a honest conversation with him about your relationship
  • Him telling you that people will always talk shit, but that as long as you feel the same that he does, everything will be fine
  • Tom literally kissing you so you won’t have any other argument to try to break up with him
  • “Shh… we’re good, we can make this work”
  • Him being SO protective over you
  • Not talking about you on interviews or anything like that
  • Whenever someone asks about his girlfriend, he says “we’re fine, thanks” and changes the subject
  • Introducing you to his mom once things get serious between you two
  • Teaching you a lot about Shakespeare
  • Not always taking you with him when he leaves the country
  • Facetiming him a lot
  • Teaching him how to use Facetime
  • Him waiting until you’re ready to meet your family, as he knows they may not approve the relationship
  • Taking things slowly now and never talking about marriage
  • Especially because it’s not certain that both of you wants to get married, at least not now
  • Tom definitely having a thing for when you call him “Sir” during sex
  • Him calling you baby girl
  • Or honey, whenever you’re in public
  • Watching plays with him
  • Whenever life gets too hard, he helps you by hugging you and listening to you
  • And then teases you by saying “oh, you’re growing up so fast”
  • Just to make you smile, actually
  • Tom totally respecting you and your autonomy
  • Just as he would do anyway, regardless of your age

movie posters ♥ interstellar (2014)

You son of a bitch. I never made one of these when you were still responding because I was so mad at you for leaving. And then when you went quiet, it felt like I should live with that decision… and I have. But today is my birthday. And it’s a special one, because you told me… you once told me that when you come back we might be the same age… and today I’m the age you were when you left. So it would be a real good time for you to come back.

You self insert to help cope with emotional issues, trauma, or something else? Your awesome and I love you.

You self insert just for fun because you like the idea of having magic powers and whatnot? You like occasionally daydreaming about epic adventures and like putting yourself in the position of the hero? Your awesome and I love you.

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Who are other Muses you ship your Muse with?:

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get to know me meme: [3/10] films ♥ interstellar (2014)
“Today is my birthday. And it’s a special one, because you told me… you once told me that when you come back we might be the same age… and today I’m the age you were when you left. So it would be a real good time for you to come back.”

anonymous asked:

Headcanon where you get older while Pennywise remains unchanged?

  • Pennywise wouldn’t think too much about you aging at first.
  • He doesn’t have the same beauty standards as humans, so he does not see you aging as unattractive or unappealing.
  • What Pennywise starts to notice after a while is how you can’t do things you used to be able to do before, and you get hurt more easily.
  • This is when he starts to feel more conflicted about you aging, and the realization of your mortality becomes more real to him.
  • In the end, he doesn’t have control over your lifespan. Pennywise hates not being in control, especially when it comes to you.
  • At this point, when you show signs of aging he might end up lashing out in anger.
  • The older you get the tenser he becomes about the fact that, eventually you will die.
  • He will become desperate to keep you with him; all your time is to be spent with him.
  • When it starts getting near the end of your life and you are very sick, Pennywise will end up killing you. He believes that if you are going to die it is going to be his choice and on his terms.
  • This does not mean he won’t feel anything after your death he will never be the same.
  • He doesn’t cry or feel emotion like humans do, but he does feel some kind of pain or emptiness.
  • Pennywise will lash out in anger, terrorizing anyone in close proximity of him.
  • He just wants these feelings to go away, but they won’t.
  • After a while he gets used to it and keeps a little token to remind him of you.
  • Whenever pennywise is awake from his sleep there will occasionally be seen a red balloon tied to a rose on your grave.

I am sorry for the wait, this was a fun request to do!! <3  ^_^ 

Welp, I needed to make this post anyway.

ALRIGHT. So. I should have probably touched on this much much sooner, but, here are my thoughts on Link’s age in the present day for BOTW. Some spoiler warnings for those who haven’t collected all the memories!

I believe that prior to that game, the 100 years in the past, Link was no younger than 17. Here are screenshots from the game to prove that: 

Zelda is referring to Mount Lanayru and the fact that she’s waiting until her 17 birthday to get pray at the shrine. Link accompanies her. So…ergo Link is/was 17 at least.

Me personally? I believe Link is 18 just for the fact that he has so many responsibilities and from how we see him act in the memories, he’s just very mature. [[Needless to say, in my fics he IS of age just to clarify!]]

Flashforward, a hundred years later. And then we get this tidbit, CANON, in game.

Now that can be taken at a grain of salt, but I believe that is Link’s interpretation of his own age. My point is, please stop throwing around the “Link is only 15/16″ posts, especially if you haven’t played the game and are just assuming stuff.  And if people are offended because they think Link is ‘young’ why am I not seeing posts for how many people hit on Link throughout the game???? 

Also, if I see one person reblog this and try to start drama, you’re getting blocked. No fighting. 

Cole’s interview for Boys by Girls Magazine, part 1

((Sorry for every mistake and typo, it’s 1:30am and i’m tired af but wanted to rewrite this so to read and also for you - if someone hasn’t read it yet. Enjoy!))

As the water runs politely through the river, painting every rock it meets along the way - the sounds of the city become distant memories weare happy to part from. A shift in the state of mind. Vancouver, tucked away in its own corner, is the current home of actor Cole Sprouse, as he films the second season of TV drama ‘Riverdale’, returning this October. As we escape with Cole for a day, somewhere in the woods, noise turns to pockets of quiet.Imagine growing up with all eyes pointing in your direction - watching and judging every step you take, thinking they know who you are. Then imagine that this image is nothing but a distorted interpretation of half-truths. Living in the public eye forces you to see every shade of yourself through a magnifying glass. What would this do to your mind? This is something I’m curious about before I catch up with Cole sinc our last encounter. He greets me with the biggest hug, 'welcome to Vancouver!’. 'Welcome to your shoot, Cole.’ We all need ways to escape our noise, and for Cole, this had always been to escape into nature. So for a few moments, we escape together. WIth packed sandwiches in our bags, away from Cole’s hectic filming schedule, we find a moment to quietly re-connect. We ponder upon the juxtapositionof silence versus noise, how to deal with and balance it, and the importance of both to co-exist.

It is an honest Cole that chats away in the car. As we get further away from the city, the trees get closer and closer to each other, till they hug like old lovers refusing to let go. We start to breather a little slower. Our conversatin continues our last, and we dive deeper into his story. This is a different Cole than the image many might have of him as a child star - reflected, authentic, entertaining and empathetic. Now emerging as a passionate artist - this is a voice I find inspiring.Aswe leave, we take a moment to stop and breather in the space, let the trees embrace us and the sound of the viw fill up our spaces till all that’s left is silence. Moments like these, free to store in a little jar - ready to be taken out whenever they’re needed again. Perhaps this is the secret to life; knowing that when the sounds get louder, we can all find ways to escape and stock up on whatever it is that allows us to slow down. Today it is these woods and this river.

We last spoke just before you were about to start filming the first season of 'Riverdale’, and both you and I were really curious about how it would affect you going back into acting. How has it been for you?

When my brother and I were put into the industry, we were eight months old. We were living with our single other at the time, who didn’t have a great personal source of income. She had two identical twin boys, and my brother and I were an entry into and industry whose child labour laws only allowed babies to work for one or two hours a day. As we looked exactly the same, we used that to make ouselves money. It was very much a business and a method of survival. It was something I could’t differentiate from the ups and downs of the poverty we were encroaching and pulling ourselves away from with every job. It wasn’t an art - when I was young it was something I only associated with how we were going to continue to eat. For years we operated on this scheme - we’d be pulled out of school to work, and I had a hard time acting out of passion, joy and artistry, or from a place of understanding and emapthy. With my return to 'Riverdale’ I felt very conflicted about my previous understanding of the industry, and I needed to find a desperate redefinition if I was going to be able to continue to stomach this business. Now with the success of the show - it’s pleasing, because it’s very much my own agency now, and I’ve had the opportunity to feel accomplished on my own accord. There is a tremendousvalidation in playing a part that people really enjoy - and I can understand that now after educating myself, and finding that new definition.

Your story is so unique; getting into the industry at eight months old and growing up in the public eye. How does that impact a young mind, and how has it shaped the person you are today?

When you’re sold to the public as a child commodity in the form of entertainment, you are associated with a sort of Peter Pan-like state consistently. When you age and come to terms with yourself, you start to mature and develop a more advanced, sexual understanding of yourself simultaneously  as you’re experiencing these complicated identity crises - you’re trying to either conform or repel the world around you. To have this strict, immature identity consistently associated with you, as you are maturing at an extremely fast pace, is something that can really destroy a young mind. Because ut’s no small identity crisis, and entertainment has historically shown it can be the destruction of many child actors. I believe the cause is a consistent immaturity or a sort of laughable state of being, where many people feel they’re not taken seriously, even as they are becoming human or much more human than the childlike immortality they were brought up within. In order to desperately reclaim their maturation, I think a lot of young stars will rebel in extreme ways; sexual ways, drug use - as an attempt to not only convince the audience that they have these feelings of torment, which are often associated with a kind of a maturation and a deep meditation of self, but also to prove to themselves that they can be mature. No man is an island, and when your society is telling you: 'You’re this thing, you’re this thing, you’re this thing’, there are times when you - even if you don’t identify with it - can believe that they might be right. It becomes a really dangerous and lonely identity, and that loneliness causes people to swerve around violently in an attempt to reclaim themselves.I have the benefit of having someone who went through the exact  same experiences, with whom I could reference the ideas and complicated understanding of myself I was experiencing. There is a dangerous loneliness that exists within child stardom, but I had my brother going through it with me. For men, it is a very different experience than for a female child star, whose existence is inherently more sexualised and complicated. Men experience a different form of sexualisation, which I still believe is nowhere near the gravity of the female experience. When I was younger I dealt with a lot of that, and there was also the notion that you are essentially running the ship of a project when you’re quite young and inexperienced. You lack the wisdom that comes with age, and because you’re given this position of pwer whilst being so much younger, there lies the ability to slip into an arrogance and hubris that made me, when I was younger, become wuite a little dickhead. There was a period of my early career where I was super arrogant and cocky. Then the anxiety of  experiencing puberty had me self-reflect on my own arrogance and what that might mean, and I was able to turn it around. All the baggage of a child workforce in entertainment, I was able to unpack and analyse through education, which my brother and I had chosen for ourselves after the show. It is undoubtedly one of the primary reasons for the way we turned out, as something we believe to be healthy.

The rest will be here tomorrow!


Hi, Dad. You son of a bitch. I never made one of these when you were still responding because I was so mad at you for leaving. And then when you went quiet, I feel like I should’ve lived with that decision, and I have. But today is my birthday. And it’s a special one, because you told me… you once told me that when you come back we might be the same age. And today I’m the age you were when you left. So it would be a real good time for you to come back.

Interstellar (2014)

Dating Severus Snape (as his student)

*In this imagine, the student came back to Hogwarts after the second battle to finish school. Meaning, they’re eighteen. Also, Snape obviously didn’t die. Just wanted to get that out of the way*

•You keeping your head down during Potions class because you know you’ll blush if you look at him

•You being absolutely horrid at Potions and constantly being tutored by Severus

•Sev giving you house points for every correct answer when he quizzes you

•Severus never staying away from you during trips to Hogsmeade. He can’t risk you getting hurt.

•You being the only reason he smiles anymore

•Severus singing love songs to you when you’re alone

•Secretly ‘borrowing’ books from Severus, hoping to return them to his room before he notices their gone

•He always notices, but never says anything, instead letting you think you’ve tricked him

•"I don’t like you hanging around Mr Potter, (Y/N).“

•"I promise you, Severus, you’re the only man I have eyes for.”

•He also gets a tad jealous when he sees you around Draco… or any other boy your age

•It’s easy to see how insecure he is when it comes to his age

•Kissing him every chance you get

•He really enjoys the attention you give him

•Which was surprising at first, seeing how much he disliked being around others

•You’re his angel

anonymous asked:

Come on, stop lying to yourself. Star said she keeps Marco "for the silly fun". The show is about Star's coming of age. The silly fun goes away when you get older. Marco represents the childhood and Star is clinging to the remains of it. Have you never asked yourself, why Tom wears a suit? Because he represents adulthood. Nefcy said it herself: Starco is no thing, all happens naturally. Tom was terrible earlier, because adults are terrible when you are a kid. Think about it. Hints are everywhere

Even if that were true - and I think that means forgetting all the instances in the past where Marco was the one who helped Star see things from a different point of view, mature her own opinions and grow up as a person and a princess, Marco clearly embarked himself, in these recent episodes, in a journey to maturity, stepping out for good from his comfort zone and being faced with “new world” where he’s either going to drown, or to make himself his “balloon”, something that Star and Tom managed to do only very recently.

Also it’s not like the royal kids are done growing, I’m sure they’ll make mistakes and mess things up: Star knows what she wants to do, but she might sin in pride, thinking that she can do anything, while changing centuries of tradition is obviously no easy feat:

Death Peck: Star urges the royal youth of Mewni to sign a petition calling for the equal treatment of Monsters. 

Monster Bash: All the youth of Mewni gather at the ancient Monster Temple to celebrate a new era of Monsters and Mewmans living together in peace, until guests start disappearing!

They are just speculations, but I get the feeling Star might have to come to terms with the idea that some people might not agree with her revolutionary ideas, and oppose them. 

Right now Star feels like she is in the same boat as Tom, she found in him a kindred spirit and an ally.

But does this mean that Marco can’t “rise up to the challenge” ever again? That he can’t understand what Star is going through, and help her along the way, just because he has no kingdom to inherit? I’d be sorely disappointed if that were the case. I don’t see Marco as part of a past she has to outgrown, that’s just what Star initially feared once he was back on Mewni in Lint Catcher, and that was unfair and more about her than about Marco. He’s just as someone who has some catching up to do, to be able to be once again be-

Don’t get me wrong, fiction often explores the themes of friends who are chained to childhood, who can’t do any good but stop you from truly entering life and adulthood, but I don’t get this vibe AT ALL from Marco, someone who has repeatedly been there to help Star take the right road when faced with life’s dilemmas.

So I won’t accept the idea that his role in Star’s life might be over just because he has fucked up in a couple of segments in a row, especially when that was just a way for him to reach the bottom…

…before starting to rise again.

This being said, no one who is not working on the show can be sure about what’s going to happen with Starco and Tomstar in the future, so take my words as opinions, as usual. And I love what they’re doing with Tom, I just don’t think this means that he’s suddenly maxed up his development in the show and is a proper and responsible adult. Especially in a show where even Queen Moon, the most “proper” character of them all, makes mistakes over mistakes and has to learn how to be a better mother and Queen as well.

(also I can’t exclude that they kept drawing Tom with a suit to convey the idea of maturity, but in his first appearances it looked like the opposite, a way to look cool and more adult than he is…)

Ties That Bind Us

Part 4:

It had been a week since Lance had learnt of his Altean heritage when the first marks arrived.
At first Lance assumed Pidge had drawn on his face while he slept because freckles that blue just didn’t exist.
“Ok Pidge very funny.” Lance laughed walking into the kitchen.
Everyone stared at him then Pidge who looked as confused as the rest of them.
“Lance I didn’t do that.”
Lance stared at her for a moment, thanks to growing up in a big family he knew when he was being lied to, and this was not the case.
“So who drew on my face then?” Lance asked picking up a spoon to examine his reflection.
There was about a dozen neon blue dots scattered across his nose ranging in size to a pin tip in smallest and the largest no bigger then a mole.
He rubbed at the marks as though he could wipe them away.
“No one drew on you Lance.” Allura said with a strange tone.
She had her hands clasped to her chest and was smiling like someone had just given her a puppy.
“Then what? Alien chicken pox?” Lance asked placing the spoon down.
“No… it is not a disease, it is something all young Alteans go through when they come of age. It is a signal that you are now 18 and there for an adult in Altean society.” Allura smiled at him “happy birthday Lance.”
Lance stared at her in surprise, he had known he had a birthday coming up, he just hadn’t realised they had been in space quite so long. He couldn’t help but wonder what his Mama was doing right now…
“Ah dude I completely forgot about your birthday!” Hunk scooped him up in a big bear hug that saved Lance from the downward spiral he was headed.
“So he turns 18 and he gets a few freckles?” Shiro asked already making a mental note to talk to the others about surprising Lance later with a party.
“Not exactly. See the marks are only start, I suspect you’ll take after your farther, his cheeks and nose were covered with the marks of the stars.”
“Coran mentioned them… something about destiny?” Lance asked.
“That’s true my boy. The marks of the stars mean your destined for adventure, to pilot. Essentially the marks mean you are a true paladin of voltron.
Lance smiled.
He was meant for blue and she was meant for him.
He was so busy that he almost missed what else he was in for.
“Of course your hair will change too.” Allura added.
“And your ears once shape shifting kicks in.” Coran smiled proudly.
“Wait what…” Lance blinked looking between to two.
“Oh and we can’t forget about the dizzies” Allura giggled.
“Wait WHAT!”

  • my opponent: are you ready to admit defeat yet?
  • me: i admitted defeat years ag- oh. ooohh you meant. when it comes to this fight, not like. life in general. oh. my bad. no. no, i'm not ready to do that. let's keep it up for a little while longer. i still have to kick your ass