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If this isn’t me

PETER & PETER & PETER

Now listen here you little shit one tiny kudos does not fully express the how I feel when I read a good fanfic and I am no where near being able to express in words the shear heartbreak or pure happiness that these authors can make me feel so let me send another fucking kudos

When your childhood hero’s don’t disappoint you.

So fans of Harry Potter might love Circle of Magic:

Circle of Magic is a quartet of fantasy novels by Tamora Pierce, set in Emelan, a fictional realm in a pseudo-medieval and renaissance era. It revolves around four young mages, each specializing in a different kind of magic, as they learn to control their extraordinary and strong powers and put them to use.

And the author is amazing.

Can we make #CircleofMagic trend?

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D. Gray Man Cinnamon Rolls (Updated)

Looks like a Cinnamon roll but can actually kill you;

Lenalee Lee, Road Kamelot, Alma Karma, Fou.

Looks like a Cinnamon roll and is actually a Cinnamon roll:

Miranda Lotto, Timothy Hearst, Komui Lee, Froi Tiedoll

Looks Like they can kill you but is actually a Cinnamon roll;

Lavi Bookman, Arystar Krory III, Noise Marie, Howard Link, Tykii Mikk.

Looks like they can kill you and will actually kill you;

Yu Kanda, Millennium Earl, Klaud Nine, Winters Socalo.

The Sinnamon Roll;

Cross Marian, Allen Walker/ Nea Campbell

I needed this. So Much. It's perfect

I know so many people are disappointed that Dean didn’t get to experience free will before he died, but I am here to offer a positive perspective.

Before Jack and Cas rebuilt Heaven, with Dean in mind, it was not a place that Dean would have enjoyed.  The individual spaces where people lived out their happiest memories for eternity sounds nice on the surface, but under that facade it’s really just a prison, and Dean saw that horror very clearly.  But by the time he died his last, permanent death, he had come to peace with that fate.  I mean, no matter what, he was going to die someday, and that was going to be waiting for him, right?  Might as well accept it for what it is.

When he saw Bobby sitting on the Roadhouse porch, his first question was “what memory is this?”

He expected a prison.  A very nice, upscale one, but a prison nonetheless.

But that’s not what it was.  Jack and Cas, out of love for Dean (and Sam; TFW 5ever), used what he taught them, and reformed the whole thing.  Something they couldn’t have, wouldn’t have done without his influence.  He changed Castiel from an Angel of the Lord, to an Angel of the Winchester, who loved and understood Humanity in a way that no other angel ever could.  He showed Jack how to enjoy the little things in life, and the importance of experiencing those things with loved ones.

And what did they do with that knowledge?  They broke down the walls.  They destroyed the prison complex.  Everyone can walk freely through the fields of Heaven.  And from the looks of Harvelle’s it appears they can still have the things they loved most from Earth.

Dean can go for joyrides in his Baby.  He can visit his family and his friends any time he wants.  When he’s ready, and he has all of eternity to become ready, he can choose to pray to Castiel to get his feathered ass over here so they can work out their relationship.  (And as a celestial being who has experienced eons of existence, Castiel has the patience to wait for him, trust me.  Growing older makes your perspective on time change, and Castiel is Very Old, after all.  And he’s had his midlife crisis, so he’s probably chill again with waiting.  Anyway, that’s a side rant lol)

Dean chooses to wait to do all of those things until Sammy is able to join him.  Because Heaven, all of Heaven, has been rebuilt to be HIS.  And Dean Winchester’s Heaven looks a lot like Freedom.

Layman’s Treatment

“No magic!” Fenris snaps, remaining coherent only through sheer willpower despite the wretched burn carved into his shoulder, currently oozing anonymous fluids.

Anders knows he should be insulted, but he can’t fight his grin. There are a thousand ways to treat a burn; the first, obviously, is magic, and the other 999 all involve bugs.

He can’t wait.

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