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I wanna be the main character but realistically I know that I am, at best, the weird love interest and/or best friend that only queer kids identify with.

Or I'm the one red shirt that you could see was gonna die from a mile away and when it happens you're not even sad about it.

thursday needs a meme, here’s my attempt to contribute. it’s thursday and i’m here to help. thanks

I tried.

Again.

Misinformation is also a virus and our country is just as infected with it as it is with COVID-19.

Bunk thinks he is perfectly innocent publicly posting his bad information. That he is not harming anyone. But he has influence over his loved ones and his friends and maybe even strangers that see his nonsense.

He is a potential superspreader of misinformation.

And that is dangerous.

It's clear he did almost no research. It's clear he is basing his opinions on scraps of information he heard god knows where. And yet he speaks with authority and freely spreads his thoughts without a care that what he says is actually true.

Electra

If anyone is interested in marvel fanfiction that includes oc Tony's daughter, original plot and being in love with Peter Parker, I just started a story on Wattpad called Electra. Only a couple chapters up at the moment, but I'll be updating as regularly as possible.

Anyway, please check it out if you're interested.

Stan: Crushes are the worst.

Richie: Whenever I have a crush on somebody I always act stupid around them.

Eddie: You're always acting stupid.

Richie: Yeah don't think about that too hard.

You know what I fucking love about the world we live in? Catradora. Okay, so not the only thing I love but hear me out. I absolutely love Shera and that's not an opinion anyone else has to agree with. But I love it because for me personally, that was the first time I saw two characters who I thought were gay for each other, actually end up gay for each other!!! And they were main characters too!!!!!!!!!

I love that despite how shitty the world is and how much we act like we hate it because of all the shitty things, there is still good in it. Like the fact that when I watch a tv show, and I see too characters who I think might both be gay and in love, there is now a chance that they are gay and in love! I no longer resign myself to the fact that they'll be forced into separate straight romances and reduced to 'best buds' (supernatural fans, looking at you lot, I'm so sorry).

Anyway, I'm just trying to find the good in the world because it is there, and while we're here we should try and enjoy it.

So, two of my best friends are getting into relationships, at a time of our life where we're going to be splitting up soon. Nearly all of my closest friends are staying in their home town and I'm moving to a completely new city.

It's a scary prospect, and it got me thinking about love and different types of love. I love my friends and I love my parents, but I've never loved someone romantically.

I know romantic love, like any sort of love, isn't a perfect fairy-tale story. In fact, I think I'd hate it if it was.

I want something real with someone who is real, and I'm really happy for the friends of mine who have found that.

I want to be able to pull someone close, kiss them gently, while telling them that I love them, but I need them to fuck off so I can continue writing. I want someone who will laugh when I say things like that.

I think romantic love, like other types of love, has got to be about trust, mutual respect, and a certain amount of fun, or you'd never get through it.

I'm happy for all of my friends who have found that, and I'm excited for when it will be my turn.

Until then, I have a million different types of love to keep me going. And that is enough for some people permanently. Romantic love is not something everyone needs, and I want everyone who follows me, or sees this, to know that, when I talk about romantic love like this, I know that others don't always feel that way, and I support them 100%.

Sorry for the little end rant.

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Do you ever get this gut wrenching feeling of longing that just hits you out of nowhere? It most commonly hits late at night, or when you've been alone for a while, but sometimes it hits you when you're surrounded by your friends at a party, or in the middle of a test at school. And it's this powerful feeling of longing for someone you might not even know yet, like the feeling you get at the pinnacle of a crush but with no warning or lead up. You just want someone to love you and to love them and do all the stupid romantic things with them you've ever wanted to do. It's like you're in love with someone you haven't met, like you're body gives you these jolts to prepare you for the feeling one day. But it's so hard to handle in the moment and you have to do anything you can to make the ache go away but sometimes you just don't know how, and sometimes everything you do makes the ache worse.

Anyway, I'm just a hopeless romantic although I refuse to admit it to the people I know in real life because no one likes me like that anyway.

I hope that everyone who reads this finds the love they need to help the ache fade. Because I don't think the point is to get rid of it, but rather to make it bearable, by sharing it with someone else.

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prompts masterlist // aesthetics masterlist

(my main masterlist is too long apparently!!)

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• Mistakes {COMPLETE}

Part 1

Part 2

• Always You

• April Fool’s

• Never Just A Friend

• Falling For You {Soulmate AU}

• Already Dating {COMING SOON}

• Drunk

• Numb {Songfic}

• One Chance

• Don’t Do It

• Pregnant

• Revenge {ON HOLD}

Prologue

Part 1

• Tattoo

• Annoying

• Shape Of You {Songfic}

• Prank

• So Close

• I Always Was

• Maybe I Just Like Being With You

• We’re Soulmates? {Soulmate AU} {COMPLETE}

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

Part 4

• Insecure

• Kiss Me

• Studying

• The Worst Wingman

• The Way You Look At Her

• Platonic!Sirius Black x reader

• Someday

• Baby I’m Yours

• After The Match*

• Truth or Dare

• Wait On Me [COMING SOON]

-Post-Azkaban Sirius Black-

• One For The Road

• Crush

• Full Moon

• Study Partners

• Sick

• Lazy Mornings and Burnt Breakfast

• Look After You

• UNTITLED FIC [COMING SOON]

-POA Remus Lupin-

• Professor

• UNTITLED FIC [COMING SOON]

-OOTP Remus Lupin-

• As Long As I’ve Got You

• Sirius looking after you whilst you’re sick would include…

• A fluffy night with Sirius would include…

• Sirius being jealous and overprotective would include…

• Sirius looking after you when you’re on your period would include…

• Dating Remus would include…

• A Slytherin/Hufflepuff friendship would include…

Do you ever get that feeling, where you're thinking about love, and you know you want it eventually, but you don't really care when or how, because you know it'll come, and you have bigger things to worry about right now, but it's still fun to dream?

For example, some days, all I want is to meet a beautiful butch girl, who looks at me with soft eyes, and holds me close, not just in the dark of night, but in the broad daylight. And we meet pretty simply, and we start out friends, and nothing much happens. Until one day, we're at her house, and she's staring at me, so I look up at her, and neither of us can turn away. And we keep getting closer, and closer, until we can't get any closer without touching. So we stay like that, till someone makes a move, and we both make a move, leaning in softly. We live together in a little apartment, and we explore until our feet fall off, just taking in everything that we see.

Then other days, I want to meet a stunning femme girl. She holds her phone close, she's not really shy, and she likes showing off her small world, to the bigger world around her. She takes photos and videos, because she loves the memories, not just the views. She grabs my hand whenever she can, and she takes me to do things I never would have done. I'm her photographer, and she's mine, but I prefer being behind the camera, because I love watching her shine. And she introduces me into her videos, as we grow closer, and pulls me in closer to paint my face with those beauty tools I'll never understand and she'll never need. And she asks me if I like her lipstick, if I want to try it on. Of course I'll say yes, and I'll kiss her, or maybe she'll kiss me. And I'll help and I'll watch as she captures the worlds beauty, resting in those aesethic apartments, I only thought lived on tv.

Or maybe, it'll be my best friend and it'll sneak up on me. And we'll be laughing, and I'll look at him and he'll look at me, because we're both so happy. It never really seems like much more than friendship, until he's one his knees, dramatically serenading me, and we both know it's a joke, but for the first time, I realise I'm falling. And I don't know if he'll catch me. But if he does, then nothing much will change, most everything will stay the same, except the way he says my name, and the way I hold him closer. The way he kisses my lips, or the impromptu midnight trips that I turn into dates.

And I just think that love so important and wonderful. And I know everyone doesn't feel love in the same way, and I know some don't feel romantic or sexual love at all, and that is okay or completely valid. Because I feel like you can get so much out of just romantic love, or just platonic love, because love has no limits and neither do our hearts.

But yeah, sometimes, I just love to dream.

Are they implying acting black is dumb??

Hello, yes, I cannot be the only one who is completely creeped out by every single interaction Five and the Handler have right?

Like, she's the only main character I can think of that knew him as an old man, ( we ain't counting the Dolores for this, sorry), and they just have this weird energy every time they interact.

It's like, this weird sexual tension, except not exactly, and it makes me super uncomfortable especially when she gets close to him.

It's like, excuse me ma'am, that is a child.

That something valuable was common sense.

Millennia ago, aliens pillaged the Earth of something valuable, robbing humanity of it.

In case any of you are adult Americans

Hey all y'all Americans out there please keep this in mind, make sure your votes count and oust the cheeto from the White House

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I've been thinking about the battle of Hogwarts recently, and I really dislike the idea of all the Slytherins leaving after Pansy threatens Harry. I feel like not all of them would have left. I have this beautiful image in my mind of a different scenario. It's right before the battle and Voldemorts amplified voice has delivered its dire message. Not a word is spoken until Pansy steps forward and urges everyone to "grab him". Except this time Ginny isn't the first to put herself in front of him. Before anyone can even think, a Slytherin sixth year, a girl barely of age, makes her way past Pansy and blocks her path to Harry Potter. The hall remains silent as everyone watches in shock. A Slytherin protecting Harry Potter? They have forgotten that while Slytherins are cunning and ambitious, they are also determined. They have forgetten that your house is a representation of the values you hold closest, not the only traits you possess. They have forgetten that Slytherins can be brave, wise and loyal. That just because someone is a Slytherin, doesn't mean that they are evil. The still doesn't last long, just long enough for people to realise what has happened. Ginny steps forward and takes the girls hand. A girl in her year, a girl she had never spoken to before, had stood up for what was right, and she would stand with her. And then the other houses join them. First the Gryffindors, then the Ravenclaws and the Hufflepuffs. Then the Slytherins. The four houses standing together, shoulder to shoulder, hand in hand, ready to protect their fellow student from the evil outside. For Cedric Diggory. The spare. For Harry Potter. The Chosen one. For themselves and their future, just as the sorting hat had advised. Not all of them go to protect him but many do. The Slytherins cannot blame their housemates for not wanting to fight. They knew that many of their parents and family members would be out there fighting against them. No one could blame them for wanting to avoid that. Still, some Slytherins went anyway, knowing that they would be forced to face their loved ones. Pansy wants to scream. She yells and calls them blood traitors, slinging foul curses at them before MacGonagall cuts her off and sends her, and those housemates who chose, away. Everyone burst into cheers as they left the great hall, many running to congratulate their Slytherin friends on joining them. Harry turned around to find the girl who had stood up for him. A girl he didn't even know. He found her in the crowd and she noticed his looks. As he went to flag her down, he was dragged away, but before he lost her to the roar, she nodded her head to him in understanding. And so they fought. Side by side, Slytherin, Gryffindor, Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff alike protecting each other. Some fought their own parents, backed up by friends who they knew would never let them down, no matter what house they were from. They fought, they died, they were injured, they tended to the wounded. They cried, they mourned, and they held their loved ones even closer. They watched as Voldemort arrived with Harry Potters body at his feet. They listened to his grand speech as he urged them to join them, his own house, his family. But no Slytherin joined him that night. They stood side by side with their schoolmates, and they joined hands, because if they were to die then they would die together. And they did not regret their choice at all. They cheered when Harry rose up, they fought in the last stretch of the battle, and they watched the final showdown in awe. It was finally over. Harry never learnt the girls name. He never found her again. But many years later, when Albus Potter worried about his house, Harry didn't tell him of Severus Snape. He told his son of a girl he never knew standing up for him in front of her own housemates and certain death. He told his son of the Slytherins who fought and died beside him to make the world a better place. He told his son that if he was a Slytherin he should be proud. For Slytherins could be brave, wise and loyal. They were all just students.

Artist: sujaedd

Sander Sides If they weren't played by Thomas in a dream cast

Jack mcbrayer as Patton

Keith Habesburger as Logan

Cole Sprouse as Virgil

Jonathan Groff as Roman

John Mulany as Janus

Robert Sheenan as Remus

Anyone else have ideas for who could play the sides well? Obviously Thomas is the MASTER of embodying all of them, but it's fun to think about.

favorite scenes from portrait de la jeune fille en feu / favorite paintings from art history they remind me of

Marianne and Héloïse remove their veils to kiss / René Magritte - The Lovers

“you dreamt of me?” “no, I thought of you” / Simeon Solomon - Sappho and Erinna in a Garden at Mytilene

Marianne and Héloïse kiss / Henri de Toulouse-Lautrec - Dans le Lit, le Baiser

Marianne and Héloïse in bed / Gustave Courbet - Le Sommeil

I really wanted to animate one of these scenes where Ron and Harry are goofing off, because I think it’s interactions like these that make the books fun.

Ron is my favourite character. And you can tell just from watching my other videos. The movies did my boy so dirty, this is my way of giving him the spotlight for once.

JUST LETTING Y'ALL KNOW WHERE THIS BLOG STANDS.