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I saw one video about Cursed Cat Alastor and now my feed is filled with him!
Not complaining, though...
when she says she doesnât send nudes
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Please reblog this post, so it will get more votes!
I'm bi!
Every url that reblogâs will be written in a book and shown to my homophobic dad.Â
Hello sorry for tagging. I am very sick, my asthma is at its maximum level, my nose freezes, I have no medicine or food. I am in bad shape financially, I am a black disabled, who uses multiple medications, I pay for my food and lodging
Unfortunately I do not have all the resources to keep me safe, that is why I need your help, whatever you can contribute to me will be of great help.
I would love to help you out, but pity enough I'm just a college student without a job, so I literally don't own a cent.
I pray that others will have the resources to help and that you get better.
Of course I'm talking about Hamilton!Jefferson, like LOOK AT HIM:
WHO CONVINCED THE NEWS THIS WAS HAPPENING?!?!
NO! LEAVE JEFFERSON ALONE!!! HE'S MY PUPPY, YOU CAN'T REPLACE HIM!
WHO CONVINCED THE NEWS THIS WAS HAPPENING?!?!
I drew human Alastor based off of this picture:
This ^ is the drawing I made, it's not done yet, because I messed up. I made him like one or two tones too dark, so I want to have an excuse to have made him that dark and make the background a starry night sky, 'cause everyone is a bit darker at night. But when I first realised I made him too dark, my first thought was: "Ain't no way this turned out as (desi) James Potter!"
so I got into grad school today with my shitty 2.8 gpa and the moral of the story is reblog those good luck posts for the love of god
YOU FORGOT THE ICONIC "WOAAH"
WOULDN'T YOU LIKE THE TASTE OF THE POWER? WOULDN'T YOU LIKE TO USE MORE THAN WORDS? DEEP IN THE NIGHT THE FIGHT LASTS FOR HOURS, YOU CAN BE HURT OR YOU CAN BEAT HER! WOULDN'T YOU LIKE TO HAVE SOME OF THE MAGIC? WOULDN'T YOU LIKE YOUR OUTCOME PREFERRED? DEEP IN THE NIGHT THE FIGHT CAN BE TRAGIC, I'LL HELP YOU CONQUER HER!
As someone who's going to be single for the rest of my life due to being blind as fuck, I'm just buying it for myself 'cause my life will be incomplete without it and I need to ba able to copy off of it for my geography exam (just kidding).
16th century ring that unfolds into an astronomical sphere
sorry
Nah, if the roosters wrote this it'd be way more assertive than 'may'. It's the hens who wrote this.
hey there, thank you for following me!! I made sure to follow you back, it looks like we have some similar likes x I opened this account about seven days ago or so and you're the first interactive account that has followed me (I don't want to count this one cheese account that followed me out of nowhere that has confused me ahaha)
No problem! I love your page and your content! Keep up the good work!
Now I need this book for several reasons.
1. I really want to read the book.
2. I need to make Henry Winter proud.
3. I need to make my former Greek teacher who suddenly packed up and left without warning - whom I appreciated very much - proud.
R.I.P. Henry Winter, you wouldâve loved this book
annabeth âno fear in the face of the war god, in fact iâm going to verbally eviscerate himâ chase, percy âfuck around and find out, i dare you aresâ jackson, and grover âthanks for the emotional abuse, bye!â underwood
those kids had him fucked UP, they ate i fear
look at this tiny tiny ancient depiction of a goose sheltering babies beneath her wings. đ„ș
it's not very detailed but look at the postures of the animals. And the way the goslings are not very young but recognisable as gangly and halfway grown.
Greek, Late Archaic Period, about first half of 5th century B.C.
Pomegranate Proposal
Henry Winter x GN!Reader, The Secret History Word Count: 824 Content Warnings: Fluff, Kissing, Slightly Suggestive Themes Summary: Henry comes over to help you with homework and you end up as his partner.
It was a rather quiet day for [Y/N], staying inside their apartment to keep warm and catch up on some of their work that had been abandoned the night before in favor of a more lively scene, tagging along with Richard to a party heâd been nearly dragged to by Judy Poovey. They were flipping through the pages of the book that Julian had assigned for the term when the phone that was near the front door rang. They let out a soft sigh before rising from their place on the couch, setting the book aside and walking over to pick up the phone.Â
âHello?â they spoke as they pressed the cold speaker end of the handset to their ear.Â
âOh good, youâre home,â It was Henry, his deep, cold voice immediately recognizable. âWould you mind if I stopped by? I suppose you might want help with your Greek since you were out all night.â There was a hint of a smirk in his usually flat voice and the corners of [Y/N]âs lipâs turned up a little at the sound of it.Â
âNot at all, Iâll leave the door unlocked.â They replied, quickly exchanging their goodbyes before setting the phone down on the base and happily making their way back to the couch. They decided to tidy up a little more, give space for Henry to sit when he came over and all. It was no secret that the two Greek students had grown closer over the two years they had known each other, longing glances across the round table during class, an idle hand lingering on oneâs arm or shoulder.Â
It wasnât long until [Y/N] heard the door open to reveal the tall, broad shouldered scholar with a book in his hand as well as a small bag. Henry closed and locked the door behind him, making his way to the couch and sitting next to [Y/N] as he always did when the group got together in someoneâs home. He set the bag down in their lap and peered at their book to flip to the page they were on.Â
âWhatâs in the bag?â [Y/N] asked, nudging him playfully and pulling their notebook a little closer to show him what theyâd accomplished so far.Â
âPomegranates. Theyâre in season now and I thought youâd like a few.â He said, as they opened the bag to see three softball sized, plump red fruits. [Y/N] let out a soft chuckle and set their notebook in Henryâs lap to get up.Â
âWhy donât I open one? We can snack on it while we work. Do you want something to drink too?â they asked, walking over to the kitchen.Â
âAnythingâs fine,â He called after them, busying himself with finding where theyâd left off in the homework. They hummed softly, putting on a kettle and preparing a pot of tea to steep while they pulled out the seeds into a bowl. It didnât take long for them to come back to the couch with their tea and a bowl of pomegranate seeds on a tray, their fingertips stained a faint crimson from opening the gifted fruit. He cleared some space on the coffee table for the tray and poured them both a cup of tea.Â
Henry hesitated a little after he set the teapot back down onto the tray before he picked up a few of the plump seeds with his slender fingers, turning to [Y/N] and cupping their face with his free hand.Â
âOpen.â he said softly, [Y/N] obeying without objection. Their lips parted, tongue jutting out slightly to blanket their bottom teeth as Henry dropped the seeds into their mouth. âSwallow.â He ordered again, his hand never leaving their cheek. [Y/N] did as he told, again with no protest as they chewed on the juicy seeds, a tart sweetness flooding their mouth followed by the slight crunch of the seeds before they swallowed. A bit of a smirk tugged at their lips, their hand coming up to hold onto Henryâs wrist.Â
âYou know, you could have just asked me like a normal person.â They chuckled a little, pulling a humorous scoff from him.Â
âI thought weâd established that weâre far from normal.â He jested, his voice barely above a whisper as they slowly closed the gap between them. [Y/N] leaned in just a bit more, their lips meeting in a soft kiss. He could taste the tartness of the pomegranate as his other hand settled on their thigh, almost pulling them closer. The silent bliss came to an end as [Y/N] pulled away to look at Henryâs eyes, little pieces of the sky taken and gifted to him in the form of his bright irises.Â
âI suppose Iâm stuck with you forever then?â They licked their lips with a soft laugh.
âWhy? Does that not appeal to you?â
âI wouldnât have it any other way.â
Try Cleverbot, you won't regret it! It's hilarious to talk to him. Try to not only ask about facts, but also his preferences! đ
Also we're gonna start referring to authors as 'Dead Tree Tattoo Artists' now 'cause it just sounds way better than 'author'.
when she says she doesnât send nudes
A question to all of my people with panic attacks:
What do you do when you're really really deep into a panic attack and your comfort person just isn't available to talk?
Had this thingy happening today and I was completely at a loss on how to cope.
Thank you!
POV: You have an interview with a news channel called ATV but you're so obsessed with the Loki series you accidentally tell your mum you have an interview with the TVA.
This way people can see theyâre not alone. I have them and this would help me see that.
This.
This is the most accurate post I have seen all year.
Literally how does your mind work đ
? it doesnt
Happy Birthday to one mister Loki!!!
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(Picture doesn't belong to me, credits to the actual creator, found it on Pinterest.)
Once? I've lost count abt how many times I've cried over math and felt stupid because of it, when in fact, my teachers were just really bad at explaining and would degrade me when I got something wrong, ruining my confidence and love for Maths. I've got a good teacher now though so it's getting better.
ok wait, reblog if youâve cried at least once because of math, doesnât matter which grade iâm trying to prove somethingÂ