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“Crazy Dion” Diamond at one of his sit-ins as a teenager in Arlington, VA. June 10, 1960
via reddit
All of those people around him are demons
hey guys! here’s some fun things i learned from this article about Dion Diamond:
he did these sit-ins by himself. like idk about you, but i always thought of sit-ins as organized by groups, what kind of bravery does it take, man
he didn’t tell anyone about it, like he was no glory-seeker about this. his parents didn’t even know until reporters started calling them up like “hey, did you know your son is in jail?
when someone called the cops he’d skedaddle out the back door although he was sent to prison multiple times
the last time he got arrested was in Baton Rouge, and the cops were so sick of him that they told inmates they’d put in a good word for anyone who gave Diamond a hard time. (the inmates didn’t take the bait.)
he’s still alive!
hark, a hero of our times!
Bookshelves. | N.L. (Chapter Four)
in which the reader helps out in the library, and she catches the eye of neville.
warnings: nev being a fuck boy, swearing, slight teasing
CLICK HERE FOR CHARACTER INFO, SERIES INFO, PLAYLIST, AND MORE CHAPTERS!
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the library was desolate as y/n attended to the final student of the night. she sent them a sweet smile as they went on their way. the air in the library felt much chiller than usual, signifying that it could snow outside any day now.
even though the cold could be unbearable on certain days, y/n loved when it snowed. it always gave her the perfect opportunity to sit by the fire in the common room, and snuggle up with her hoodie with a good book in her hands. it always reminded her of home, and how her mother and her would always do the same thing. it was their tradition for the first day that it snowed, and even after y/n started hogwarts, she never broke that tradition.
madam prince bid the girl goodnight, as it was becoming much more of a normal occurrence for her to leave early, and to leave closing up to her trusted assistant. y/n was satisfied by the fact that somebody put that much trust in her.
y/n looked up at the clock on the wall, the time telling her that there was six minutes until it was time to shut down. the girl sighed as she painted her nails a simple red, a color that ginny had begged her to try out. she finished her pinkie nail, and began to blow them dry.
“that’s a nice color.”
y/n yelped, and looked up to see none other than neville longbottom, once again. she huffed, almost letting her head fall into her hands. ever since the run in with him and malfoy that monday, she did everything in her power to avoid the boy.
she ignored his compliment, the paint on her nails seemingly drying instantly. she stood up from her seat, grabbing the basket of books that were meant to be put up.
“hm... why the silent treatment, y/l/n? you miss my attention?” he teased, leaning into the desk, watching as she bent down to get a book that fell onto the ground. and as much as he hated to admit it, he almost let out an audible groan at the sight of her panties. they were a simple baby blue, and they fit around her ass almost too perfectly.
“no attention from you is like merlin coming down and making me rich... so no. don’t give yourself too much credit.”
he watched as she stood back up, and pulled her dress down in the back. he ignored her reply, being too caught up in the memory of what hid under her dress. y/n furrowed her eyebrows at his sudden silence, as it seemed like he always had something to say.
“the library closes in a few minutes, longbottom. what could you possibly want?”
the question made him snap back into reality, and he swiftly grabbed the book that he had checked out just a few days before.
“came to return this.” he answered subtlety, putting the book on the desk.
y/n automatically shook her head, “longbottom, you can’t return that right now. i told you—“
“yeah, yeah, checkout and returns ended thirty minutes ago, it says it on the front door—yeah, i know. but honestly, i don’t really care. this bloody book is wearing me down, so just take it alright? i’ll sign off on it if it’s really that big of a deal.”
y/n scoffed at the boy’s words, and she snatched the book from it’s place.
“you’re such a self centered git, longbottom.”
neville shrugged,
“that’s fine, y/l/n. i could really care less what you of all people think of me.”
y/n clenched her jaw, and began to sign off on the book. he watched as she did so, confused as to why she actually even did it.
she threw the book in the basket, and picked it up. she began to walk away from the desk, neville still not looking away from her. he followed behind her, following every aisle she traveled through.
“if you’re going to follow me around... you mind as well help me putting these up.” she suggested, beginning to put the books up on the designated shelf.
he thought about it for a moment, already getting ready to say no. but, for a single moment, he saw how the girl reached up, barely able to slide the book on the shelf due to how high it was. neville huffed, and walked over to her.
he got behind her, and reached up, grabbing the book from her hand. she let out a small gasp at the feeling of not only his hand brushing up against hers, but his chest up against her back. neville heard this of course, and he smirked to himself as he slid the book on the shelf just fine.
“you’re pathetically short, you know that?” he whispered in her ear, causing goosebumps to form all across her body.
she was tempted to turn around, but she didn’t even want the embarrassment of neville knowing that he had some sort of affect on her. which, obviously he was. she went to grab the next book from the basket, but the slight touch of neville’s fingertips running down her arm stopped her.
“you know...” he began, remaining in a hushed tone, “red fits you really well...” y/n’s eyes shut, trying to ignore the fluttery feeling in her gut, “so does baby blue.”
her eyes quickly widened at that, and her shoulders twitched as she felt neville’s hot breath on the side of her neck. she had no idea why she was feeling this way. it was neville longbottom, for merlin’s sake.
neville’s hand slowly trailed down her hip, and his fingers brushed up against her thigh. her breath became more jagged at the feeling, and she almost let her head fall back onto the boy’s shoulder.
“have you ever been touched before?” he asked gently,
she finally looked back at him, eyes fluttering as she shook her head no. oh yeah... she never had been touched before.
he let out a breathy chuckle at her body movements, noticing the way her thighs clenched together. neville looked down at her lips, as they were practically begging his own to bring them together. he slowly began to move his head in, as well as y/n. she could feel his breath wafting onto her nose, and a small whimper left her when neville’s hand traveled up her dress, slightly playing with the waistband of her panties.
this is wrong.
so wrong.
just as their lips were about to connect, y/n suddenly realized what she was doing, and how wrong it all was. she pulled away from him, and she grabbed the basket quickly before making her way down the aisle.
she couldn’t even look back at the now confused boy.
he stood there, eyebrows furrowed. that was the first time a girl had ever pulled away from him, and he wasn’t so sure how he truly felt about it.
“you should go. it’s past closing time...” she told him, still not glancing back at him.
he crossed his arms, and licked his lips before he spoke,
“do you really want me to go?”
she finally glanced at him out of the corner of her eye, and she took a deep breath.
“goodnight, longbottom.”
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Ok I think it's important I explain why I haven't been active and it's bc I'm working super duper hard rn to finish all my work that way I have more time to write bc I'm so addicted to writing rn!! I can answer and do small things rn though so if you have any thoughts or what not send them in!! They just definitely won't be as long or detailed as usual
Ok ok I did lie JUST A LITTLE. The real reason is not bc summer school but I found out there's a chance if I get all my work done I can still graduate. I finished one of my classes today so all I gotta do is finish up the other one and idk how long that'll take but I plan on being done either before or on sunday in the meantime WISH ME LUCK AND ILL WRITE WHEN I CAN.
Whoever sent the professor longbottom blurb idea yesterday I'm writing it I promise yk me though I accidentally made the build up so fuckin long😭
Do skinny people just think like we as plus size people don't deserve representation?? Like how do you think we felt all this time not seeing ourselves represented? If anyone is complaining about that they need to look at their internalized fatphobia
Honestly I don't know :') I used to be "skinny" in middle school and then I grew into my genetics in high school and then by adulthood I was sitting at 160. The army has requirements for height and weight so I had to maintain that, and when I was pregnant I gained extra weight and it stayed there.
Personally, I think everyone should be comfortable in the skin they're in, but I also know how hard it can be to find positive things to see in yourselves. I remember growing up and not seeing a lot of plus size representation and now there's a lot for the really big girls AND the really skinny ones. I do feel like midsize girls need more love. They don't really "fit" the whole plus size scenario because they're not over like 250 but they're not under 220 either. And it'd be nice to see women my size represented more too.
BUT also, they should take into account that each body type stores fat differently, so a plus size person isn't just "fat". Image and body standards are always going to be a huge issue and it sucks -_-
2:00AM | N.L.
in which neville & the reader have an interesting text conversation at 2 in the morning. (AU with phones!)
warnings: nsfw, smut, sexting, swearing, pet names
i made this gif btw!!!
bold & in italics = neville / bold = you
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you sighed as you flipped over in your bed for what felt like the hundredth time that night. you couldn’t seem to sleep, as every position was uncomfortable, and the air in your dorm was simply too warm. you heard your dorm mates fast asleep, small snores escaping with every breath they took. you couldn’t deny that you were jealous of them, as you would do anything to go to sleep right now.
you picked up your phone that sat on your bedside table, and typed in the password quickly. you figured if you wouldn’t sleep, you could at least preoccupy your mind by scrolling aimlessly on social media.
as you scrolled through instagram, pausing on hermione’s spam post to see her huge rant about some random girl she had disliked, (of course it was lavendar brown, but of course she would never state that publicly on social media) a familiar name popped up as a snapchat notification.
neville longbottom🪴
you opened snapchat up, and opened his snap to find a simple picture of his face, but the camera only showed his nose and up. there was no caption, just a random snap. you simply ignored it, thinking he simply just sent it to the wrong person.
but, your eyebrows furrowed when something else popped up:
neville longbottom🪴 is typing...
you opened the chat, staring blankly at the screen as you waited. you and neville were by no means close, but he had helped you out a few times with herbology. you couldn’t deny how sweet he was, and you were shocked to find out that girls weren’t crawling all over him. you and him had texted before, the conversation even slipping into sensual territory, but you barely even spoke to each other in person.
why’d you leave me on opened? ):
you rolled your eyes as you automatically began to respond,
thought you sent it to the wrong person lmaoo
neville longbottom🪴 is typing...
no... i just wanted to see how you were lol
you furrowed your eyebrows at the text, but shrugged as you came to the conclusion that he could most likely fill your boredom for the time being.
oh. well, i’m fine ig haha
that’s good, why aren’t you asleep tho? it’s 2
idk... i should be asking you the same thing mr longbottom (:
mr?
mhm... mr.
you smirked to yourself. you actually quite enjoyed the last time you flirted with him, so why not try again?
wow okay
i like that
ofc you do
you seem like the type who would (;
only from pretty girls like you i suppose...
you think i’m pretty???
duh
you’re like the hottest person in hogwarts
lmaoooo stop
not true
it is true!! if you don’t believe me, ask around
idk how you don’t have a bf yet honestly
you don’t even wanna know how often i think ab you
you stopped for a moment to reread the message, just to make sure your eyes weren’t seeing things the wrong way. but, you decided to play along and be bold.
well... in what way do you think ab me mr. longbottom?
in a lot of ways, doll...
tell me
why should i? you should be sleeping. it’s past your bedtime ms. y/l/n
you giggled and bit your lip as you began to type again,
i can make some sacrifices
but seriously
tell me all the ways you think ab me.
there was a pause in the conversation before he began typing again. and it seemed as if he kept erasing his messages, and retyping them again.
well... for starters i think ab touching you
how pretty you are...
how good you would look underneath me (;
your breath hitched a bit from the text, but you couldn’t deny the fluttery feeling in your gut.
i also think ab that hair of yours
how good it would look wrapped around my fingers
you felt your panties dampen as he kept on sending texts, saying all the ways that he thinks about you.
one time you wore this shirt
and holy fuck
your tits looked so good in it
the things i would fucking do to you y/n
you glanced around your dorm for a moment, double checking if your dorm mates were really sleeping. and, it seemed so. so, you closed the privacy curtains on your four poster bed, and took your pants off with a quickness.
what do you want to do to me, nev?
i wanna fuck you until you can’t walk anymore that’s what i wanna do
i’m hard rn just thinking about it
i have an idea (;
that’s when you slipped off your shirt, and took a quick photo of your breasts, nipples covered with your arm, and sent it to him. he seemed like someone you could trust. he never gave you a rhyme or reason not to trust him.
holy fuck.
you’re so pretty
thank you mr. longbottom, i could say the same ab you (;
yeah
but only one problem
you’re being a fucking tease
covering your nipples and shit
like a fucking slut.
that’s when you ran your hand down to your now dampened panties, and began to tease yourself lightly by rubbing small circles on your clit.
a slut???
yeah
a pretty slut at that
you don’t even know what i would do to be with you rn
i would have so much fun with you princess
then why don’t you?
he paused once more, and little did you know, he instantly unplugged his phone, and slipped his shoes on.
i know you’re touching yourself
so stop rn.
but why? ):
be at the greenhouse in 10 fucking minutes.
lxngbottom PLS YOU'RE MAKING MY NEVILLE BRAIN ROT SO MUCH WORSE NANERNNR. I just woke up and I see this amazing work?! I'm in my feels. Like part way through reading I closed the app for a second, covered my mouth and giggled, then started reading again
To anon who just asked for Just a Flight Away Part 3 I think I'll do your idea as a blurb and final closing if that's okay lmk!
List of Things I have Planned for 300
Better navigation of my page: yeah the old just plain masterlist works but I feel like I need more?? I think I’m gonna have a main navigation page then have that broken down into masterlist, characters I write for, then another one of in depth rules for requesting and what not??
PROMPT LIST SPECIAL: I made a prompt list for when I hit 300 a while back and it has some prompts so OBVIOUSLY yk what that means, Request are opening back up for this event only so if it doesn’t fall into the realm of the prompt list ya request is getting YEETED
Perhaps a new theme?? Listen, I know I literally just changed my layout but I’M BORED ALREADY, I NEED TO SPRUCE IT UP A BIT.
This thread is the purest form of girls having girls backs.
“A real queen adjusts another queen’s crooked crown without telling her.”
Blame this guy named tony for this ok😭
i feel the need to reblog bc i just scrolled past this kind of post and my life is hell lol so hi
Everyday mood: Seth Rogen in Freaks and Geeks.
Reblog if you're a nobody on Tumblr but you're still very proud of your blog.
Reblog if you’re a simblr of color
I’d really like to follow more simblrs like me, making stories with their diverse sims. It just kinda gets tiring seeing white sims, legacies, ect. My dashboard needs more diversity. It doesn’t matter if you post ts2, ts3 or ts4.
the weasley twins
reblog if you agree