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we're not kids anymore.
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trying on a metaphor

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We get it op, you are a lesbian, which means that you can wear whatever bad clothes you want and no one should say anything
i sure am
Reblog if you are a lesbian, which means that you can wear whatever bad clothes you want and no one should say anything
every day fuckers
skam españa season two - texts between cris and joana, part 1 of 2 (text translation credits go to @skammovistarplus)
The song from the clip yesterday:
Hoffnung - Nik Pain, Christian FJ BĂŒttner
I canât add a direct link on here because otherwise my post wonât show up in the skam españa tag
My therapist said âI have to show you something on my phone!â
It was this:
28.03. | 23.04.
Hiya! We made a groupchat on instagram to talk about any Skam remake, if youâre interested, hit me uppp!
what if we get a clip tonight instead of 15:15 of Cris and Joana cuddling since they don't have classes tomorrow?
I know we are all mad about this clip, but we knew it from the plot of the episode. Cris wanted Joana to take her own medicine, she kissed RubĂ©n as a revenge for what happened last week not to eyefuck with her like Even and Isak did. This was not a âCall your girlfriendâ scene as we like it, and it sucks, but it is what it is
Sheâs got a point.
I have a headcanon that Hermione insists her children attend some primary muggle schooling before Hogwarts, just as she had done. Now, imagine Arthur Weasley attending his grandchildâs science fair, being the ultra proud grandfatherâŠ.and yet also completely geeking out over absolutely EVERYTHING.
Canon
âThat is a volcano, that is a VERY SMALL VOLCANO, how - young lady, how did you make this? Baking soda and food coloring? MARVELOUS!â
the kids would love him.
Never have I ever loved anything more than I love this
All the muggle teachers would think he was being so adorable, âpretendingâ not to know how potato batteries and mini-volcanoes work, fawning over the hard work the kids did on even the simplest the projects. And he comes every year, because after the kids have aged out (âgone on to some boarding school in Scotland,â the teachers say over bad coffee in the break room, âthey didnât seem the typeâ), he gets an honorary invitation to the fair every year, because he never stops making the kids feel smart and good.Â
âAnd this airy-o-plane, it flies by means of a⊠rubber band? Did I hear that correctly? No magic at all? Doesnât flap its wings like a bird? MARVELOUS! What an ingenious method of flight!â *looks around* âYou, sir! With the ribbons! This child deserves one of those prizes!â
@deadcatwithaflamethrower
This is so wholesome.Â
Arthur Weasley, as the Science Fair attendee we all deserve.
After a couple years Arthur Weasley brings his own ribbons. They shimmer in a way that makes everyone wonder what kind of ink he usesââsecrets!â he tells anyone who asksâbut theyâre beautiful. Theyâre coveted even more than the official ribbons, because they remind you that while he was heaping praise on you, you felt magical.
This is one of the best HP headcanons Iâve ever read.
This cured my depression, cleared my acne and healed my soul.
OMG,Â
HEADCANON ACCEPTED.Â
YEEEEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSSSSSS
I lovw how in character this is! This is so Arthur Weasley! I love it!
skam is a blessing to this world and thatâs the tea.
Trying to do ANYTHING while your parents are sleeping.
if you dont have me on facebook you are probably not missing out on any posts but the comment section is important too lmao
I went to the Renaissance faire dressed as a warrior. I had a real sword with me, too. I was standing (in character) next to a sword-fighting ring, where kids of all ages got the chance to pick up a sword and challenge the champion. Some woman walks by, with her little girl. The girl starts walking towards the ring, saying she wants to fight. But the mom pulled her away hella sharply, and was like, âThatâs for boys.â You donât want to be a BOY, do you?â   And the girl looked around and saw me. I think she thought I was a boy; I had my hair in a ponytail, and was wearing a hood. So she comes up to me and asks me, âDo you think girls can be fighters, too?â And her mom looks like sheâs silently gloating. Like she thinks Iâm going to say no. So I take off my hood, untie my hair so that it flows freely, and kneel before her. And Iâm like, âMilady, anyone can be a fighter.â I swear, the look on that motherâs face made my day.
This post was good but then it got better
Okay, this is a slight topic diversion, but in response to the above comment. Iâve volunteered at the CT Ren Faire for years now. For the last 5 or so Iâve worked in the game section, and we have a game similar to the above comment called âSmite the Knightâ. Iâve been in the ring before, itâs a ton of fun getting to run around with the kids. The main goal is entertainment. Have a good shtick, keep the crowd engaged, and let the kids have a good time.
In both work and observing, I have learned something about kids. A lot of parents try to get their boys to go fight. Of the young ones that do, they tend to be shy. You get the ones who just swing the boffer swords around with no regard for life, but, mostly, theyâre reserved. Itâs adorable. I mean, theyâre kids.
But the girls. THE GIRLS. Holy crap. I swear, the pinker the dress, the more taffeta and glitterâŠthe more intensity. I remember, the first year I worked there, one girl came in, grabbed the biggest sword she could, and WENT TO TOWN on our knight. Lifted it over head, let out this primal scream and mowed him down. Homeboy is 6âČ2âł, she was FIVE. And once he was in the fetal position (He was fine. It was for show.) on the ground, she stopped, put her foot on his chest, and yelled âI AM A FIERCE PRINCESS!!â. Later in the day when she walked by a couple of us yelled âAh! Itâs the fierce princess!â and she stopped and flexed. It was the best, and I will never forget that girl.
OH MY GOD ITâS BACK YES
This has improved since last I reblogged.
I taught karate for like 5 years, and the girls were always, pound for pound, better than the boys. Even the girls who didnât really want to do it and were only there because their parents made them were better than like 95% of the boys.
I was playing fiddle at a ren faire, and two little girls were really enjoying our set. After quite some time one of them walked up to me and shyly offered me her star tinsel tiara, because she âdidnât have any money. And this protects you from trolls!â I said âThanks, thatâs really sweet â but what about you? Donât you need protection from trolls?â
At which point this six-ish-year-old girl whips out her certificate from the axe throwing booth and says âNah, Iâm fine.â
I still have that tinsel tiara. Itâs draped over my modem. I figure itâll protect me from the most trolls that way.
I am not in the habit of reblogging a post and slapping an âit got betterâ on there BUT I SAY GOTDAMN