“She’s Jealous. Because She’s Ordinary And You’re Special.”

Who am I?

I changed, I tried, I was not sure, I am still not sure.

First I thought I was a straight girl, like all my sisters, like I should be ,right?

And then I learned something. I can love either a girl and a boy. I can. I am not broken.

I became bisexual

and I learn more, there are more than two genders.

and I became Pansexual. Because I don’t care about your gender but I do love your personality. 

And I ever realize that I really don’t care about my own gender, I am fine with who I am. And sometimes it’s a girl, sometimes it’s boy or neither or either. And I am fine with that.

So I became a Genderfluid Pansexual

And I listened my friend speaking about sex. And I was just like “ew” they told me try I am sure you will like. I tried. I still don’t like it.

And Internet told me I am not broke.

I am just a really weird asexual genderfluid pansexual

do I exist?

Host dad

My host dad told me : I don’t want gay near my children. I don’t want them to befriend with them.

Maybe the day I will leave this house I will tell him the true, and he will just cry because I am hella gay. And I am sleeping in his daughters’ room during three months.

Dumbledore: You must understand, Harry, Professor Snape had a very terrible childhood.

Harry: I understand. I’m having a very terrible childhood right now.

<3

The whole fandom is set on traumatizing these poor kids, so I'm giving them a break and a nice peaceful evening, falling asleep piled up on the common room couch. They deserve the rest ✨ (as we all do honestly)

The world is a bit scary right now, so let's keep bringing peace and sweetness, and remember to take care of ourselves and the ones we love <3

The fact that Snape is one of the youngest if not THE youngest professor is fucking hilarious.

I love when you draw them with scars,

And with white hair and wrinkles on their face.

I love when you draw them with tattoos and piercings,

With brown and dark skin,

And with sunburns and freckles.

And not skinny or too skinny,

Too short to reach something or looming over their friends.

I love when you draw them old or tired,

With tears in their eyes or when they are still laughing at a joke.

I love when you draw them with their shirts untucked or a hole in their pants,

With unpaired socks and clothes that do not fit them.

I love when you draw them with not "not perfect" makeup, with yellow teeth or hair everywhere,

I love when you draw them different than we saw them in a movie or than they are described in a book

Because they are alive,

Because they are yours (and ours for a moment).

So thank you

Evan: *Whispering French into Barty's ear*

Barty: *Literally can't breathe*

Regulus, who's sitting next to him on the couch: *Fighting for his life not to laugh because Evan's not saying anything remotely sexy, he's just complaining about the weather*

ok but hear me out, quidditch games in the middle of the night

all students praying mcgonagall wont find them out

begging hermione to be the judge of the game

the students playing IN THEIR PJ’S

all houses playing together it’s a mess

draco complaining about everything but begrudgingly having the time of his life 

“malfoy honestly you are gonna slip off that broom in those silk pj’s”

slytherins and hufflepuffs vs gryffindors and ravenclaws

they do it almost every friday night

hagrid watches every single game and cheers for everyone equally

the house elves all know and prepare them a feast of junk food after every game

they have sleepovers at each other’s common rooms after the game because they are too exhausted to go to their own

“can we crash in the slytherin dorm today”

house unity AT ITS FINEST no one gives a fuck

they are all tired af but no one wants to go to sleep so SLEEPOVERS

everyone having extra mattresses under their beds for these occasions

the paintings helping them sneak out by warning them if there’s a teacher coming or not

THE TEACHERS NEVER FINDING OUT (actually they all know they just pretend they don’t)

Yes. This is just perfection.

The look after "seven hours for what ?" The bed dancing, the book, everything

I just love it

POLTERGEIST (1982) dir. Tobe Hooper.

ao3 being down during the day on july 1st feels like they said "we need to do this update but if we do it during june they'll call it a hate crime" and they were correct