steverogersbootyprotectionsquad:

tocifer:

thelethifoldwitch:

Imagine Hogwarts after the Battle, after the War, sure –
But imagine Hogwarts’ students, after their year with the Carrows and Snape.
Imagine a tiny little first-year whose porcupine pincushions still have quills, but to whom Fiendfyre comes easily. The second-year who tried to go back, to fight; whose bravado got Professor Sinistra killed, as she pushed him out of the way of a Killing Curse. The third-year who perfectly brewed poisons, hands shaking, wishing for the courage to spike the Carrows’ cups. The fourth-year who throws away all of their teacups, their palmistry guidebooks, because what use is Divination if it didn’t see this coming? The fifth-year who can barely remember what O.W.L.S. are, let alone that she was supposed to take them. The sixth-year who can’t manage Lumos to save their life, but whose proficiency with the Cruciatus Curse rivals Bellatrix’s.
Imagine the seventh-year who laughs until he cries, thinking about the first-years who will fall asleep in History of Magic while their story is told.
Imagine the Muggleborn first-years left alive, if there are any: imagine what they think of the magical world, when their introduction to it was Death Eaters and being tortured – by their classmates –for having been born.
Imagine the students who went home to their parents (or guardians, or wards, or orphanages) and showed them what they’d learned: Dark curses, hexes, Unforgiveables; that Muggles are filth, animals, lesser. Who, yes, still can’t transfigure a match into a needle – but Mum, there’s a hex that can make you feel as though you’re being stabbed with thousands. (Don’t ask them how they know.)
Imagine the students who will never be able to see Hogwarts as home.
Imagine the students Hogwarts has left, when it starts up again – the lack of Muggleborns, blood-traitors, half-bloods, dead and gone – the lack of purebloods; the Ministry would have chucked everyone of age (and possibly just below) in Azkaban for Unforgiveables, wouldn’t they?
Imagine how few students there are left to teach; imagine how few teachers are left to teach them.
Imagine the students who can’t walk past a particular classroom, who can’t walk through a hallway, who can’t walk into the Great Hall without having a panic attack or breaking down. Imagine the school-wide discovery that the carriages aren’t horseless after all; that everyone, from the firsties to the teachers, can see Thestrals.
Imagine the memorials, the heaps of flowers and mementoes – in every other corner, hallway, classroom; every other step you take on the grounds.
Imagine the ghosts.
Imagine the students destroying Snape’s portrait, using the curses, hexes, even Fiendfyre they’ve been taught how to wield – it has to be restored nearly every week; Snape stays with Phineas Nigellus semi-permanently. (None of the other portraits will welcome him. His reasons do not excuse his conduct.)
Imagine the students unable to trust each other – everyone informed on everyone, your best friend might turn you in.
Imagine the guilt that everyone carries (it should have been me, it’s my fault s/he’s dead, I told on them, it’s all my fault), the students incapable of meeting each other’s eyes because it’s my fault your best friend, your sibling, your Housemate, your boy/girlfriend is dead.
Imagine the memorials piled high with the wands of the dead. Imagine the memorials piled high with the self-snapped wands of the living.
Imagine the students who are never able to produce a Patronus.
Imagine Boggarts being removed from the curriculum because Riddikulus is near impossible to grasp, even for the sixth- and seventh-years. Because their friends and families dead will never, ever be funny.
Imagine the students for whom magic feels tainted.
Imagine the students who leave the wixen world – hell, the students who leave Britain entirely, because there’s nothing left for them there.
Imagine the students who never use magic again.
(Image source.)
(From the mind of the wonderful lavenderpatil, a keen look at how students might be after war.)

and furthermore, imagine all the hate this will breed for the years to come after, the chain reactions it will cause for the future, and possible revenge and war it will spark, the new generation of dark wizards

steverogersbootyprotectionsquad:

tocifer:

thelethifoldwitch:

Imagine Hogwarts after the Battle, after the War, sure

But imagine Hogwarts’ students, after their year with the Carrows and Snape.

Imagine a tiny little first-year whose porcupine pincushions still have quills, but to whom Fiendfyre comes easily. The second-year who tried to go back, to fight; whose bravado got Professor Sinistra killed, as she pushed him out of the way of a Killing Curse. The third-year who perfectly brewed poisons, hands shaking, wishing for the courage to spike the Carrows’ cups. The fourth-year who throws away all of their teacups, their palmistry guidebooks, because what use is Divination if it didn’t see this coming? The fifth-year who can barely remember what O.W.L.S. are, let alone that she was supposed to take them. The sixth-year who can’t manage Lumos to save their life, but whose proficiency with the Cruciatus Curse rivals Bellatrix’s.

Imagine the seventh-year who laughs until he cries, thinking about the first-years who will fall asleep in History of Magic while their story is told.

Imagine the Muggleborn first-years left alive, if there are any: imagine what they think of the magical world, when their introduction to it was Death Eaters and being tortured by their classmates for having been born.

Imagine the students who went home to their parents (or guardians, or wards, or orphanages) and showed them what they’d learned: Dark curses, hexes, Unforgiveables; that Muggles are filth, animals, lesser. Who, yes, still can’t transfigure a match into a needle but Mum, there’s a hex that can make you feel as though you’re being stabbed with thousands. (Don’t ask them how they know.)

Imagine the students who will never be able to see Hogwarts as home.

Imagine the students Hogwarts has left, when it starts up again the lack of Muggleborns, blood-traitors, half-bloods, dead and gone the lack of purebloods; the Ministry would have chucked everyone of age (and possibly just below) in Azkaban for Unforgiveables, wouldn’t they?

Imagine how few students there are left to teach; imagine how few teachers are left to teach them.

Imagine the students who can’t walk past a particular classroom, who can’t walk through a hallway, who can’t walk into the Great Hall without having a panic attack or breaking down. Imagine the school-wide discovery that the carriages aren’t horseless after all; that everyone, from the firsties to the teachers, can see Thestrals.

Imagine the memorials, the heaps of flowers and mementoes in every other corner, hallway, classroom; every other step you take on the grounds.

Imagine the ghosts.

Imagine the students destroying Snape’s portrait, using the curses, hexes, even Fiendfyre they’ve been taught how to wield it has to be restored nearly every week; Snape stays with Phineas Nigellus semi-permanently. (None of the other portraits will welcome him. His reasons do not excuse his conduct.)

Imagine the students unable to trust each other everyone informed on everyone, your best friend might turn you in.

Imagine the guilt that everyone carries (it should have been me, it’s my fault s/he’s dead, I told on them, it’s all my fault), the students incapable of meeting each other’s eyes because it’s my fault your best friend, your sibling, your Housemate, your boy/girlfriend is dead.

Imagine the memorials piled high with the wands of the dead. Imagine the memorials piled high with the self-snapped wands of the living.

Imagine the students who are never able to produce a Patronus.

Imagine Boggarts being removed from the curriculum because Riddikulus is near impossible to grasp, even for the sixth- and seventh-years. Because their friends and families dead will never, ever be funny.

Imagine the students for whom magic feels tainted.

Imagine the students who leave the wixen world hell, the students who leave Britain entirely, because there’s nothing left for them there.

Imagine the students who never use magic again.

(Image source.)

(From the mind of the wonderful lavenderpatil, a keen look at how students might be after war.)

and furthermore, imagine all the hate this will breed for the years to come after, the chain reactions it will cause for the future, and possible revenge and war it will spark, the new generation of dark wizards

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atla meme: [1/7] ships/relationships - zuko x katara
"i was the first person to trust you, remember?"

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alltsar:

to everyone saying “what has happened to our world”

alltsar:

to everyone saying “what has happened to our world”

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Anonymous Asked:
ive been dying to reread this one story in the snamione fandom, but i can't seem to find it anymore and it's driving me up the wall. it's one of the longer ones like 100k and above, but its about hermione finding some type of cure or a salve to fix the after effects of crucio, and i remember it has something to do with a bathtub... but i can't find it at all grrr any help would be appreciated :D

severusnapers:

Hmm, sorry but I don’t think I’ve read one like that. I’ve read one where Hermione is trying to find a cure for Harry with Snape’s help, but that wasn’t cause of the effects of crucio.

Anyone else have any ideas on what this fic is called?

Post Tenebras, Lux?  https://www.fanfiction.net/s/6578435/1/Post-Tenebras-Lux

pallet-town-julie-brown:

ofunicorndust:

inariazuha:

injellyfish:

ahkmenra-h:

hellabitcoins:

sansaspark:

magconbabe-matt:

This shit better work

HAH I REBLOGGED THIS LAST NIGHT AND LOOK WHAT I GOT FROM MY DAD TODAY OUT OF THE BLUE


what if we all got paper lol

GUYS I REBLOGGED THIS LAST NIGHT AND I JUST GOT $150 

I am not even kidding but I am reblogging this twice in a row because I just got $275.

I got $200 yay!

I reblogged this yesterday and today I got a check from the state because I overpaid my taxes…

cant hurt

Next time is in 11 years…look at a calendar people.

pallet-town-julie-brown:

ofunicorndust:

inariazuha:

injellyfish:

ahkmenra-h:

hellabitcoins:

sansaspark:

magconbabe-matt:

This shit better work

HAH I REBLOGGED THIS LAST NIGHT AND LOOK WHAT I GOT FROM MY DAD TODAY OUT OF THE BLUE

what if we all got paper lol
GUYS I REBLOGGED THIS LAST NIGHT AND I JUST GOT $150 

I am not even kidding but I am reblogging this twice in a row because I just got $275.

I got $200 yay!

I reblogged this yesterday and today I got a check from the state because I overpaid my taxes…

cant hurt

Next time is in 11 years…look at a calendar people.

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dannielle:

lovetheroughedge:

this was in response to what happened at my university, James Madison.

reblogged it before, rebloggin’ it again

(Source: sandandglass, via rufeepeach)

thestraggletag:

nothingeverlost:

Yeah, more victim blaming.
Graham returned to Regina with a fake heart to try and trick her, in order to keep Snow alive.  If he hadn’t returned there was no chance Regina would have believed Snow was dead.
But trying to trick a murderer who goes on to kill whole villages of people looking for Snow is totally as bad as Regina taking his heart, forcing him to do her will and then raping him for 40 years.
Yeah, no reason to feel sorry for Graham.

Oh, for fucks sakes, are you kidding me OP???!!!

thestraggletag:

nothingeverlost:

Yeah, more victim blaming.

Graham returned to Regina with a fake heart to try and trick her, in order to keep Snow alive.  If he hadn’t returned there was no chance Regina would have believed Snow was dead.

But trying to trick a murderer who goes on to kill whole villages of people looking for Snow is totally as bad as Regina taking his heart, forcing him to do her will and then raping him for 40 years.

Yeah, no reason to feel sorry for Graham.

Oh, for fucks sakes, are you kidding me OP???!!!

(Source: confessuponatime)

thestraggletag:

dci-or-die:

kennythecontra:

houseoflecter:

US National Anthem in minor key.

 Can this be the trailer music for the next dystopian movie?

fucking christ

If our government ever collapsed like in a book or a scary movie I really would love to see this become the national anthem

First time I’ve found the US Anthem epic.

And Miles to Go Before I Sleep

snamioneficrecs:

Title: And Miles to Go Before I Sleep
Author: wallyflower
Summary: Everyone needs salvation. When night falls and the Death-Eater returns to his dungeons, he finds his student waiting to bind his wounds. A classroom romance.
Word Count: 2,500
Chapters: 1
Link: Here

AU: Graham makes fun of Emmas attempt at darts

(Source: sarahbartowski, via nothingeverlost)

plan-d-for-dumbass67:

Non-Supernatural fans:

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yummymeats:

beauty

How to make your own deodorant.
How to make pigtails without a part.
How to make your own fragrances.
How to have Game of Thrones hair.
How to make horn buns.

crafting/sewing

How to make a lolita dress.
How to make bloomers.
How to make a dress form.
How to make glass lanterns.
How to make comic shoes.
How to make cute hair bows.
How to sew some neat skirts!
How to make plastic keychains.
How to make cosplay armor.
How to make lip stain.
How to make a giant squid.
How to make a flower crown.

movies

Pixar movies.
Hayao Miyazaki movies.
Disney movies.
Dreamworks movies.
Movies to watch when it’s raining.
Great science fiction movies.

art

How to draw correct proportions.
How to draw/shade faces and folds.
How to draw animal noses.
How to create skin tone palettes.
Fashion inspiration.
How to draw bat wings.
Hairstyle inspiration (for girls).
Good typography fonts.
How to draw boobs.
How to shade (water and cell).
Instant art assignment.
Pretty cool ideas.
How to make a repeating pattern.

life

How to pack luggage.
How to work out like a dork.
How to fix your sore throat.
How to answer a job interview.
How to always get the best deals.
How to dress to the nines.
How to disappear.
How to go on a cute date.
How to not get raped.
How to bypass expensive wifi.
How to balance a checkbook.
How to catch shinies.
How to fight.

food

What can I cook?
Vegan recipes.
How to cook ramen.
How to handle your leftovers.
How to make Harry Potter Drinks.
How to make good spaghetti.
How to make hummus.
How to make green smoothies.
How to make a salad.
How to cook with tofu.
How to make eggs.
How to make dildo popsicles.

feeling crummy?

You’re worthwhile.
Letting it out doesn’t have to leave a scar.
Your emotions are valid.
It’s a beautiful world.
Take care of yourself (ftm).
You are beautiful.
(No matter what you say.)
You’re the best!
How to live.
Lot’s of people love you.
You’re wonderful even if you don’t see it yourself.
You deserve to relax.
Slow down.
This earth is incredible.
You deserve life.
You deserve life.
You deserve life.
You deserve life.

yummymeats:

beauty

How to make your own deodorant.

How to make pigtails without a part.

How to make your own fragrances.

How to have Game of Thrones hair.

How to make horn buns.

crafting/sewing

How to make a lolita dress.

How to make bloomers.

How to make a dress form.

How to make glass lanterns.

How to make comic shoes.

How to make cute hair bows.

How to sew some neat skirts!

How to make plastic keychains.

How to make cosplay armor.

How to make lip stain.

How to make a giant squid.

How to make a flower crown.

movies

Pixar movies.

Hayao Miyazaki movies.

Disney movies.

Dreamworks movies.

Movies to watch when it’s raining.

Great science fiction movies.

art

How to draw correct proportions.

How to draw/shade faces and folds.

How to draw animal noses.

How to create skin tone palettes.

Fashion inspiration.

How to draw bat wings.

Hairstyle inspiration (for girls).

Good typography fonts.

How to draw boobs.

How to shade (water and cell).

Instant art assignment.

Pretty cool ideas.

How to make a repeating pattern.

life

How to pack luggage.

How to work out like a dork.

How to fix your sore throat.

How to answer a job interview.

How to always get the best deals.

How to dress to the nines.

How to disappear.

How to go on a cute date.

How to not get raped.

How to bypass expensive wifi.

How to balance a checkbook.

How to catch shinies.

How to fight.

food

What can I cook?

Vegan recipes.

How to cook ramen.

How to handle your leftovers.

How to make Harry Potter Drinks.

How to make good spaghetti.

How to make hummus.

How to make green smoothies.

How to make a salad.

How to cook with tofu.

How to make eggs.

How to make dildo popsicles.

feeling crummy?

You’re worthwhile.

Letting it out doesn’t have to leave a scar.

Your emotions are valid.

It’s a beautiful world.

Take care of yourself (ftm).

You are beautiful.

(No matter what you say.)

You’re the best!

How to live.

Lot’s of people love you.

You’re wonderful even if you don’t see it yourself.

You deserve to relax.

Slow down.

This earth is incredible.

You deserve life.

You deserve life.

You deserve life.

You deserve life.

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amuseoffyre:

What on earth is a “bedroom tax”? Sounds vaguely kinky…
Basically, if I understand it right, people who are in council/government allocated housing have to pay a tax…