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1960s at Hogwarts--Thoughts?
Hello people! If any people do in fact read this!
I’m currently brainstorming for doing something as Arthur Weasley, and finding it very hard to find people that were at school at the same time as him--let alone what years, etc. Right now all I can think was that the Black sisters were definitely there, as was Lucius Malfoy, and probably Fabian and Gideon Prewett as well as Molly. Otherwise there isn’t much info on the ages of those that participated in the first wizarding war :’) James Potter and Co. would have started 3 years after Arthur left if I can math.
Anyone have any head canons? I’m sorta considering head canoning Fabian and Gideon Prewett twins--genetic predisposition for Fred and George!
fuck.
the bridge of oceans by hillsong is playing on this christian playlist i’m listening to and danielle, extremely rude homophobic ex-friend danielle, started a wordpress blog in which she made a very long post about all the life changing things she’s been through last semester and how she had given people “the convictions that were on her heart” and had to face backlash from that but also how she has been brought closer to God through her struggles and it hit me.
i loved her so much. i loved danielle so much, i don’t think any of you understand. she was so much like a sister to me. she was there for me before i told holly how i felt and she was part of the reason that i did and she was there after when everything hurt and we went out for breakfast and she gave great hugs and she always wanted to listen to me talk about my life. she always wanted to listen to me talk about God and being queer and how that shaped me. she wanted to tell me about the boys that she liked and we danced together in that pub on becca’s birthday with all the other catholics and we had the best time. we’ve been out for dinner and we’ve hugged in the pews of that same church i still go to and i went over to her house for easter dinner and we would always sit in her car for like an hour and talk after she drove me home from mass last year. she prayed for me and was one of the first people i told when i came out to my mom over the summer.
i loved her, i loved her, i loved her. and she was such a good egg. i cannot believe she would hurt me and turn out to be as much of a bible thumping bigot as she is now. she had such goodness inside her, and i can’t believe it’s gone, and that in the span of a couple of weeks, she could forget all of that, everything i shared with her about myself and my sexuality, and turn on me the way she did. it hurts so much to think of, to think of what a beautiful friendship that was. that and the other two, with christine and karina. yes, i have other friends and they are more pure of heart and less homophobic, but none are quite as catholic. and good catholic friends were something i needed and deserved and was ripped from me with homophobia far too soon.
she was like my sister and she ripped herself from me in the worst way possible and now, months and months later, i am still crying.
Who needs titles?
"Yeah, so this is a re-introductory post, if you couldn't already tell by the fact that I've already used a word I probably wouldn't have used in real life. This blog's re-name and theme change are already done. From this point forward, it's safe to assume that I hate myself and that I have nothing to look forward to in life anymore. Let's do this shit."
nearly-away replied to your post: "Ah, here we are in the center of powe...
come to think of it, Fenris is tumblr sj incarnate? like a blog you rly want to follow because of the cute selfies, but then they start making text posts and you have to either ignore them or unfollow lol.
Or you follow them cause their friends are cool and you enjoy creeping on the cycle of hilarious friendship they are a part of.
But yes, 100% this is what Fenris is. Whiney, hunchback elf with the voice of a neutered bull frog who REFUSES TO GIVE ME INCREASED APPROVAL YOU FUCKBAG I LET YOU FIST A GUY IN THE CHEST I THINK THAT MEANT SOMETHING.
Tried to reenact John Barrowman's "I'm the only one on the train!" dance/song... I wasn't the only one on the train. And it was the quiet car.