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Your name is Kallie and BOY do you LOVE SKELETONS.
Oct 21 '14
  • me: *wears a binder to school often*
  • me: *wears a binder and male clothes to get a haircut*
  • me: *asks for a short boy-like haircut that's messy and shaggy so i can finally start trying to be myself*
  • barber: *gives me a shitty a-line haircut that's perfectly clean and not at all what i asked*
  • barber: *won't listen to my protests that she did it wrong*
  • barber: *says it's exactly what i asked for*
  • me: *crying*
Oct 21 '14
cooldudebro:

i hate this

cooldudebro:

i hate this

(Source: myspacefanfiction)

Oct 21 '14
dorisophelia:

punchbuggydragon:

lizawithazed:

rairii:

cupcakemichi:

thelethifoldwitch:

Val was adopted. Her dad, lovely though he was, wasn’t really her dad. She didn’t know who really was though, and her dad was kind, even if she refused to call him “dad”.
She’d never known why he’d fought so hard adopt her. She was the weird kid at the foster home, the one weird stuff happened around, the one who’d managed to warn Gemma that there was an adder by her foot, and managed to tease the adder away. 
(She made things vanish too, though she didn’t know where they went. She could get them to come back, sometimes.)
But Dudley had fought for her, said that yes, the other children were perfectly lovely but Valerian Makepeace was something else, something, he said, pointing to her empty file, no other parents had seemed prepared to accept.
Val was a child Dudley Dursley fought to adopt, and adopt her he did. When things went missing he was never angry. When odd things happened he never demanded to know what had occurred. When the snake crawled up his leg and only Val could get it off he just nodded and said, “just like Harry you are.”
She didn’t really know who Harry was. 
But when, that summer, the year she turned 11, an owl landed on her windowsill, holding a letter in its beak, Dudley smiled. “Just like Harry you are,” he said again.
He explained about magic - or what little he could. Explained how his cousin - no, he wasn’t in contact with Harry much anymore, just that odd moving Christmas card each year - could do magic. Explained how there was a place in London, Diagonally, where she could get the things on the list, if she wanted to go.
Val wanted to go.
Dudley sent a letter to his cousin. The address (Godric’s Hollow, what a funny name, Val thought) neatly written and the letter quickly responded to. A barn owl (named Wendelin, apparently) came with a letter saying to go to a particular corner in London, where Harry would meet them.
Meet them he did, him and his whole family, and extended family, red head after red head, and Harry standing dark haired among them all, two dark haired boys, bickering beside him.
"Val are you?" he said, bending a bit so his eyes, dancing and green, were at her height. "It’s alright, I didn’t know what was going on when I was told. You’re a witch. Have you ever done strange things before?"
Val nodded because she had, though she’d always hesitated to call them magic.
"It’s alright. Would you like me to show you how to do something else strange?"
Val nodded because this was an adult not just, as dad did, accepting the strangeness, but asking for it. When she tapped the bricks, lifted by Dudley so she could reach the top one, she didn’t expect anything to happen.
But they moved.
Behind her the army of redheads cheered, and as her dad lifted her down and touched a kiss to her hair she smiled, properly, widely, as she handed the wand back.
She knew what she was now.
(Image Source)
(Idea of Dudley having a muggle-born Slytherin daughter from ninnieamee)

I want a seven book series with 8 movie adaptations STAT

I need this intensely, forever

PLEEEEEASE I NEED IT LIKE YESTERDAY

FOR EVERONE WHO EVER SAW THIS
WE HAVE A MIGHTY NEED.


Love it

dorisophelia:

punchbuggydragon:

lizawithazed:

rairii:

cupcakemichi:

thelethifoldwitch:

Val was adopted. Her dad, lovely though he was, wasn’t really her dad. She didn’t know who really was though, and her dad was kind, even if she refused to call him “dad”.

She’d never known why he’d fought so hard adopt her. She was the weird kid at the foster home, the one weird stuff happened around, the one who’d managed to warn Gemma that there was an adder by her foot, and managed to tease the adder away. 

(She made things vanish too, though she didn’t know where they went. She could get them to come back, sometimes.)

But Dudley had fought for her, said that yes, the other children were perfectly lovely but Valerian Makepeace was something else, something, he said, pointing to her empty file, no other parents had seemed prepared to accept.

Val was a child Dudley Dursley fought to adopt, and adopt her he did. When things went missing he was never angry. When odd things happened he never demanded to know what had occurred. When the snake crawled up his leg and only Val could get it off he just nodded and said, “just like Harry you are.”

She didn’t really know who Harry was. 

But when, that summer, the year she turned 11, an owl landed on her windowsill, holding a letter in its beak, Dudley smiled. “Just like Harry you are,” he said again.

He explained about magic - or what little he could. Explained how his cousin - no, he wasn’t in contact with Harry much anymore, just that odd moving Christmas card each year - could do magic. Explained how there was a place in London, Diagonally, where she could get the things on the list, if she wanted to go.

Val wanted to go.

Dudley sent a letter to his cousin. The address (Godric’s Hollow, what a funny name, Val thought) neatly written and the letter quickly responded to. A barn owl (named Wendelin, apparently) came with a letter saying to go to a particular corner in London, where Harry would meet them.

Meet them he did, him and his whole family, and extended family, red head after red head, and Harry standing dark haired among them all, two dark haired boys, bickering beside him.

"Val are you?" he said, bending a bit so his eyes, dancing and green, were at her height. "It’s alright, I didn’t know what was going on when I was told. You’re a witch. Have you ever done strange things before?"

Val nodded because she had, though she’d always hesitated to call them magic.

"It’s alright. Would you like me to show you how to do something else strange?"

Val nodded because this was an adult not just, as dad did, accepting the strangeness, but asking for it. When she tapped the bricks, lifted by Dudley so she could reach the top one, she didn’t expect anything to happen.

But they moved.

Behind her the army of redheads cheered, and as her dad lifted her down and touched a kiss to her hair she smiled, properly, widely, as she handed the wand back.

She knew what she was now.

(Image Source)

(Idea of Dudley having a muggle-born Slytherin daughter from ninnieamee)

I want a seven book series with 8 movie adaptations STAT

I need this intensely, forever

PLEEEEEASE I NEED IT LIKE YESTERDAY

FOR EVERONE WHO EVER SAW THIS

WE HAVE A MIGHTY NEED.

Love it

Oct 21 '14

thatsthat24:

tiny-forest-spirit:

annabellioncourt:

floozys:

image

I AM CRYING

im in tears omfg

"Cats" meets "Phantom"

Oct 21 '14

senketsus:

i dont believe the whole ‘girls mature faster than boys’ thing because girls are literally sexualized from infancy and forced to act Adult about things from a ridiculously young age while boys are taught that they can act like tantrum throwing little shits forever

Oct 21 '14

musically-plagued:

greatjaggi:

yanahma:

greatjaggi:

What the fuck is the “super” in superwholock supposed to represent

Sigh. Look at this plebian. Lets get this cleared up once and for all:

image

"Super" = Superbad

image

"Who" = The Hoobs

image

"Lock" = John Locke from Lost

Now can we please never have a misunderstanding about this again

image

Well im glad that’s cleared up

What the fuck

Oct 21 '14

mayadile:

I’M FUCKING LOSING M Y SHIT OVER THE FNAF 2 TRAILER AND SCREENSHOTS

Oct 21 '14
insane-dorito:

“Dreamsphere" 
I’m thinking about letting myself print a T-Shirt with it *v*

insane-dorito:

Dreamsphere"

I’m thinking about letting myself print a T-Shirt with it *v*

Oct 21 '14
frostyspace:

im so not sorry

frostyspace:

im so not sorry

Oct 21 '14

I wish people would stop going crazy about ebola.

mysharona1987:

So far it’s killed less people in the US than Darren Wilson has.

Oct 21 '14

lycoteuthis:

learning internet friends’ real names is always surprisingly disappointing

like what do you mean your real name is “luis” not “thunderfuck mcpickuptruck”

(Source: blowjobs-from-xenomorphs)

Oct 21 '14
elasticpoodle:



I thought this needed updating.

elasticpoodle:

image

image

I thought this needed updating.

(Source: sucrechat)

Oct 21 '14
erensjunk:

I have read enough fanfiction to know where that is going

erensjunk:

I have read enough fanfiction to know where that is going

(Source: trickorjaeger)

Oct 21 '14
Oct 21 '14

red-coffeemaker:

telapathetic:

america is just all the people europe didnt like

I guess you could say they were All American Rejects

(Source: telapathetic)