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hey so I’m trying to make friends

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how to train your dragon

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percy jackson

the umbrella academy 

swan queen

she ra

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LOTR/The Hobbit

ODAAT

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Reblog to let your followers know you are a safe person to come out to.

Reblog if you are LGBT+ and don’t feel any hatred towards ally straight people. Reblog if you are straight and don’t feel threatened by LGBT+

but but but what if they say they are an ally and aren’t really accepting?

reblog to give neville longbottom an encouraging pat on the back

I'm gay and want to launch Donald Trump into a dying star

reblog if you're gay, not gay, slightly gay, or if you just want to launch donald trump into a dying star

How did you get it exactly right?!?!?!?

You aren’t afraid of being alone in the dark, you’re afraid of not being alone in the dark. (source)

OMG i want to see this happen!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I want to write a fic where Lilo goes to college and her roommate is Boo from Monsters Inc. Boo is the first person to think Stitch is adorable and cuddly, and Lilo is the first person not to act like “Mike Wazowski” was a weird name for a goldfish. They get on like a house on fire which is kind of bad for Nani’s blood pressure.

But then one night they wake up in the middle of the night because something is in their closet. And the door starts to creak open so Stitch tackles whoever (whatever) is in there. They fall back into the closet, the door slams shut… and when Lilo runs over and opens it there’s nothing but an empty closet.

Then Boo tells Lilo all about this weird thing that happened to her when she was a kid, and how no one ever believed her but she knows it was real. 

And cue Lilo and Boo busting into the Monster world to rescue Stitch and wreaking mad havoc in the process.

Everyone who reblogs this will get the title of a book to read based on their bio/posts.

Everyone. I mean it.

this is just a random side note about binders since that seems to be todays topic; pls dont wear your binder on an airplane!!! since your ribcage expands when you go up in altitude to compensate for the thinner air, your binder that may fit well normally might start to get too tight and you might not be able to breathe. do NOT i repeat do NOT wear a binder on an airplane. i know it sucks and can be very hard bc of dysphoria but would you rather be unbinded or suffocating?

- max

Hi, my name is Toony/Trickster, a nonbinary, black, disabled, autistic, queer 18 year old and I’m getting kicked out of my house by my abusive, transphobic mother for having a panic attack.

Yesterday my mom and I got into an argument where she slapped me, called the police on me twice (for no reason, and she often does this knowing damn well I’m terrified of the police), punched me and slammed my hand into a door to the point where I couldn’t move it.

Along with this, she called me retarded, mocked me for crying after she hurt me and said “she can’t handle me being trans due to the mental illness aspect.” During the instance where she slammed my hand into the door, the beginning of the frame began to crack and the door can’t shut correctly.

I don’t know how long I have here and I need to find a place to live, prefably in the Western Massachusetts area near Springfield so I can get to school and work.

If you think you can help me, or provide anything in this situation, my inbox is open. My CashApp is $tuxedosam , and any amount of money will go towards an apartment or transportation to work or school.

Please reblog and spread this as much as you can, I need to get out of here.

REBLOG IF YOU LOVE DOGS

9 million people fucking love dogs

sixth year james potter getting drunk and getting his head stuck in the stairwell railing reblog if you agree

OTP: *does anything remotely adorable*

Me: I. SHIP. THIS. WITH. MY. SOUL.

OTP: *breaks up*

Me: *Crying and eating ice cream* NO MY BABIES YOU'RE ​MEANT FOR EACH OTHER JUST KISS AND MAKE UP

Friend: wtf

Friendly Reminder That:

Percy Jackson strangled a snake with his bare hands as a toddler

Percy Jackson got counseling for anger issues at one point

Percy Jackson tricked Procrustes into getting in his own water (torture)bed, and then cut his legs off

Percy Jackson bribed his way into the Underworld

Percy Jackson made the God of War bleed

Percy Jackson gave his mother Medusa’s head so that she could murder her husband

Percy Jackson was the one who came up with how to take down Talos

Percy Jackson caused a fucking volcano to erupt

Percy Jackson crashed his own fucking funeral

Percy Jackson made Phobos, the God of Fear, afraid

Percy Jackson made Kronos, the Titan Lord himself, afraid

Percy Jackson took down an undead army single-handedly

Percy Jackson almost stabbed Hades in the face just for the heck of it

Percy Jackson managed to steal a police cruiser

At first sight, Hazel Levesque thought he was a literal Roman god

Percy Jackson can understand Latin just as well as he can understand Greek, though Chiron had outright said that the Greek demigods couldn’t do that

Percy Jackson became praetor after only being in the camp for about a day at most

Just the look on his face reminded Leo Valdez of Jason Grace controlling flipping lightning

Percy Jackson manipulated Bob into killing his own brother by convincing him that they were friends and that’s what friends do for each other

Percy Jackson choked the Goddess of Misery with her own poison, and only stopped because he saw that Annabeth was afraid

Percy Jackson can control poison

Percy Jackson faced Tartarus himself and survived

Y’all: Percy’s just a loveable goofball who can’t find his way out of a paper bag

Honestly shout out to people with anxiety and panic disorders, y'all don’t get enough recognition for your hard work. Pushing through your body’s instinct to fight/flee/freeze at the slightest worry is a whole new level of strength. You’re battling almost everyday against a fast-acting animalistic response that humans have been experiencing since the dawn of time, a response that is literally designed to take full control of your actions away from you. That takes so much courage and perseverance. You’re strong as fuck.

Annabeth explains “YOLO”

Percy: What’s “YOLO”?

Annabeth: It’s an Acronym for You Only Live Once.

Percy: And whats that supposed to mean?

Annabeth: It basically means flirting with death.

Nico: *bats eyelashes flirtatiously* Well Hello There.

Percy: Thanks Nico. You’re the best.

Nico: No problem. Anytime.

*Percy and Nico hug*

Aphrodite and Jason [watching from afar, behind a bush with binoculars]: Now……kisss

there’s a portrait of cedric diggory in the hufflepuff common room.

nobody knows who painted it. the other houses speculate, but the hufflepuffs know not to ask, because that’s not really what’s important.

it’s one of the moving ones, of course. sometimes cedric isn’t in it - it’s said that the portrait has a twin, over amos diggory’s fireplace, and cedric always loved his father. but he’s there enough, smiling down at the hufflepuffs who congregate in the common room, watching them as they go about their lives.

the portrait is by the door, next to one of the overstuffed yellow chairs. students sit there to talk to cedric, with some modicum of privacy. at first, it was his friends, the people who knew him and miss him and love him. but as time went on it became those who knew him by reputation. kids seeking advice, help with homework. someone to talk to, on a long and cold night. gradually, he became a legend, spoke in hushed whispers to the first-years as they came in. if you’re ever in trouble, talk to cedric. he’ll always help you.

after the battle of hogwarts, when the furniture was mended and the new students hesitantly made their way in, there was another portrait next to it, of hufflepuff’s favoured daughter. tonks, known by one name only, blew painted bubbles from her world of acrylic and canvas. while students came to cedric for help and advice, they came to tonks to ask questions. she would tell the most wicked stories, and some of them were even true. when someone needed cheering up, when they were wanting to brainstorm their next epic prank, they went to tonks.

she wasn’t always there, either. another portrait above a cot, where a baby with shocking blue hair could look at it and laugh. but when she was, she was always happy to have people come to her. when they did, it felt like she wasn’t just paint and canvas. she felt alive.

hufflepuffs look after their own, you see. dead or alive.

Its pretty self explanatory. I was trying out a different style, and I think I may stick with it.

:D

Gryffindor: *throwing rocks at Slytherin's window*

Slytherin, loudly: You have a phone for a reason! *thump*

Slytherin, lifting up their window: DID YOU JUST THROW YOUR FUCKING PHONE AT MY WINDOW?!

Harry: [kicks the door open with a panicked look]

Ginny: What did you do?!

Harry: Nobody died!

Ginny: WHAT KIND OF ANSWER IS THAT?!

Harry: Ron, I did something terrible.

Ron: Don’t worry, I have a shovel.

Harry: I- wait, what did you think I did?

Ron: It doesn’t matter, Harry. No one will ever know.

Sirius: Who the fuck-

McGonagall: Language, Black.

Sirius: Whom the fuck-

McGonagall: No.

Harry: How would you like your coffee?

Ron: As dark and bitter as my soul.

Harry: One vanilla latte with extra sugar and whipped cream coming right up.

Ron: Can I offer you a carrot reading?

Harry: Uh, don't you mean tarot?

Ron *pulling out a bag of baby carrots with runes carved into them*: No.

Harry Potter: [breathes]

Snape: Why is he doing that?

Dumbledore: Doing what, Severus?

Snape: Look at Potter over there, breathing and shit.

James: ‘What happens when you put a werewolf on the moon?’ is a great question. Probably the best question ever.

Remus: I’d explode and die because there’s no oxygen on the moon.

Sirius: We never said we’d send you up without a suit, you absolute monster.

Ron: Can we stop at McDonald’s?

Mrs. Weasley: Ronald, I’m making dinner at home.

Ron: [crying] I hate this fucking family.

James: So uh, for future reference, do I have to ask you before I go out with my friends?

Lily: No…. Yes…. Sometimes.

James: So uh, how will I know which times?

Lily: Well you'll know afterward when I get mad.

Sirius: Sometimes I do listen to you, you know.

Remus: That hasn’t been my experience.