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★ 【ゆきゆき】 「 ジブリ2020年後半まとめ 」 ☆ ⊳ chihiro / haku (spirited away) ✔ republished w/permission ⊳ ⊳ follow me on twitter
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It’s essay writing season for tons of students!
After being a college writing tutor for over a year, I thought I would share my advice with all you awesome people on tumblr. This is how I write essays, but if you’ve got more tips, feel free to add them below.
Happy writing. You can do it!
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Summary: In this story, Tom didn’t grow up as an orphan, but with his grandfather and uncle. Reader’s sister got very sick and the Gaunts offer their help. But not without asking for something in return.
Disclaimer: Please be aware that I don’t condone any of this in real life.
Warnings: Arranged marriage, sickness, bullying
Word count: 1.7k
Being back at Hogwarts felt strange. Usually, you loved being back there, how the old stone walls made you feel warm, even if they were so cold. You loved to see your friends again and tell them everything you had done during summer holidays.
But this time, after leaving your sick little sister behind and after practically selling your soul to the devil, you felt as if everyone knew already. Every time someone looked at you, it felt like they were judging you.
How could she do this? How could she agree to marry someone she didn’t love? She probably did it for the money. Or for his reputation. Both perhaps.
No one had really said anything yet and you weren’t sure if people had always looked at you like that, or if you just interpreted something into it, but you were quite sure they knew.
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premise: En sa beauté gît ma mort et ma vie. [In her beauty rests (both) my death and my life] Tom Marvolo Riddle never fancied anyone - to be fair, he did not think he could. Though, an encounter on his first train to Hogwarts had left a deep impression that he very much could love someone, though if that someone could love him with all of his secrets was a different question, one that he was eager to find out yet was awfully curious of. You always intrigued him. From the very first day the two of you met, to the very last…
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warnings: angst, disturbing themes, fluff, blood
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3. good intentions
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“I’m fine, I’m…fine.” You insist and Katherine momentarily stops gushing over you, prying her warm fingers away from your cool cheeks as she stands barely a few feet away and obviously worried. You squeeze out a smile; one which only purpose is to ease the tension rather than to show actual joy. Your palm skews with blood and a boiling pain shoots through your nose and head, the later leaking with said liquid that ran down your wrist and sneakily slid down your arm and into your dress shirt. A dizzy spell. You blink, clearing your vision of dancing stars.
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we know.
we know there’s so much deeper to a slytherin than just snarky remarks and a jab of an insult. we know there’s a million more walls to fight through before we reach the core, the shielded fire of a slytherin; their heart, burning in ferocity as they take pride in everything they do.
we know that slytherins hold their head up high, never letting their guard down because they don’t know what they’ll do if someone taunts them, letting them make a fool of themselves.
because slytherins are just as heartless as we are; doing anything for the ones they love. they play within the rules, never bending or breaking them because they promised themselves that they will do what’s right for themselves after being ridiculed, shamed and left hanging.
because being a slytherin means working your ass off to achieve what you want, the swell of pride in your stomach after seeing your plan move with perfection.
being a slytherin means to be sharp and fast on your feet, quick and speedy and ready to run, run, run. because all you ever do is hide from the monsters and pray that someone else will slay them for you. because you are still a normal human being.
but being a slytherin means bending or breaking one of your precious rules to help out a friend, to make them happy because you are loyal and you pick your friends wisely.
because being a slytherin means being a bitch and dropping the people who are toxic in your lives. because you know that you deserve better.
being a slytherin means that you are the person people go to when they’re in need of a fighter, a person who doesn’t back down from danger because you will protect them because you are fierce and you will not back down from a challenge if it’s for someone you care for.
being a slytherin means ending the relationship first or never starting it at all because you don’t want to feel weak, you don’t want to cry when everything finishes. because you’d rather feel nothing than lose everything.
because a slytherin is sharp clothing, tight jeans and a wicked smirk, but it is also a fierce longing for everyone you care for to be safe. an ambition to keep your rules straight and to abide them so your life isn’t messy and it’s organized and neat.
because being a slytherin means sacrificing your own feelings to watch your beloved be happy, careful to overstep because you don’t want to lose something you never had in the first place.
PLEASE REBLOG if you (male or female) believe it is perfectly okay and natural for a guy of any age to cry
I just wanna summon Zhongli PLS GENSHIN PLS PITY ME THIS ONCE 😭😭😭
Imma write Zhongli’s version of Tales of love this weekend! I hope those who are wishing for him get him~ Good luckkk
Heres a summoning circle~
★ 【木野花】 「神殺しと山犬の姫」 ☆ ⊳ eboshi / san (princess mononoke) ✔ republished w/permission ⊳ ⊳ follow me on twitter