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[your-luckiest-charm]

donnie's "bad boy image"

[blake-everleigh]

**About Blake Everleigh.

Nowhere man, don’t worry. Take your time, don’t hurry.

Basics.

Full Name: Blake Maxwell Everleigh

Nickname: N/A

Date of Birth: July 16th

Age: Seventeen

Astrological Sign: Cancer

Gender: Cisgender male

Pronouns: He/Him

Orientation: Pansexual/Panromantic

Occupation: Student

Appearance.

Faceclaim: Harry Styles

Height: 6'0

Hair Color: Dark brown

Eye Color: Blueish green

Hair Style and Length: Recently cut shorter but left it a little shaggy near his ears and he doesn’t wear it any particular style. He usually just brushes it out then lets it fall where ever it pleases.

Clothing Style: Blake doesn’t care much about clothing or style, so, he’ll throw anything on when he’s not at Hogwarts. His go-to is usually some kind of graphic tee, jeans, and sneakers.

Piercings: One in his left earlobe, he usually wears a small silver hoop or safety pin there and takes it out for quidditch.

Tattoos: N/A

Health.

Physical Ailments/Disabilities/Issues: N/A

Drug and Alcohol Use: No to both, he doesn’t have anything against it but he doesn’t particularly like the way it makes him feel.

Sleeping Habits: Blake is an extremely heavy sleeper, he falls asleep as soon as his head hits the pillow. But since he’s such a deep sleeper, he often misses his alarms or sleeps in. Which leads to him running around when he realizes that he’s late.

Exercise Habits: Blake generally enjoys getting out and being active. He’s a big fan of running, often using that as his alone or thinking time. He also enjoys flying around on his broom for fun.

Body Temperature: Warm-blooded

Personal Attributes.

Label: The Halcyon (someone who is optimistic and carefree in their lifestyle, typically naive and oblivious to their surroundings. they can be enthusiastic and childish in what they say.)

As you know them better (and you like them): Caring, trustworthy, loyal, charismatic, and optimistic

As you know them better (and you hate them): Naive, childish, escapist, irresponsible, and gullible

Goals/Desires: Tba.

Habits: He’s often humming to himself or whistling (he’s aware the whistling can get annoying). He usually does this while he’s doing work or walking to his classes. When he’s bored he usually starts picking on the skin on his lips.

Family.

Mother: Stella Everleigh

Father: Maxwell Everleigh II

Sibling(s): N/A

Relatives: tba.

Family Line of Work: tba.

Education.

School: Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry

House: Hufflepuff

Best Core Class: Potions

Worst Core Class: Transfiguration

Elective: Divination

Quidditch: Beater

Extra-Curricular: N/A

Magic.

Wand:

Length: 11 inches

Flexibility: Quite springy

Wood: Alder

Core: Unicorn Hair

Pet: A black fluffy cat named Claire, he’s not sure what breed she is he thinks she’s just mixed.

Boggart: His parents suffering in front of him

Patronous: A bulldog

Amortentia: tba.

Extra Information.

Favorite Food(s): Any sugary breakfast food (pancakes, waffles, french toast)

Favorite Drink(s): Iced coffee or just water

Favorite Color: Lilac

Favorite Animal: Bulldogs

Scent: Fresh laundry with a citrusy tinge

Proclaimed Theme Song: Nowhere Man: The Beatles

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Ny’ello

and welcome to my new blog!

My first one was @theninjagirlzone5 , but I decided to start an new one, because tbh. My old one is full of trash and mostly reblogs :’D

So! Now I have an spam an reblog blog! It’s @spoopggooptrash !

I’ll, how said, mostly reblog things there and spam stupid stuff!

This blog is still in work, but you can already explore a little bit! uwu

See ya!

-Spoopy signing out

[harv4prez]

2016′s Bathroom Stuff

If a man walks into the restroom with my wife or daughter, then there will be problems.  However, you won't be able to tell most of the time if a transgender person walks into the bathroom. 

A lot of transgender people take hormones to be more like the opposite sex.  So, here's what I don't think people get about the proposal in Tennessee.  A woman taking hormones to be a man will dress as a man and may even have hair like a man.  If that transgender walks into the women's restroom after your wife or daughter (which by the way, this transgender is probably attracted to females), you can't do anything about it if the law you want passes.  That "woman" identifies as a man, but you supported FORCING HER to use the women's restroom.

Right at this very second, that woman who looks like a man is using the men's restroom and we arent thinking anything of it.  But if Tennessee passes the law, then this could become a problem.

BUT, if the law passes, I hardly think it will solve anything.  Transgender people will still use the restroom of the sex they identify as, because they always have and you never knew it.  So, all this bill does if it passes is make you feel better about it, even though nothing will actually change.

By the way, how do you expect to police this? I don't want to get to a point where I have to expose my genitals to a bathroom bouncer every time I need to whiz.  Ya know?

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 [ Hey fellas, what’d I miss?]

[harv4prez]

Hello Again, Tumblr

My long absence is attributed to the fact that I got a new job that disallows me to have a opinion about certain things. I know that sounds extreme, but I’m Ron Burgundy, and I deliver the news. When you do something like deliver the news, you can’t let anyone know how you feel about most things, because it could present the idea of a personal bias, no matter how general it is.

So, today class, I’d like to talk to you about social interaction. Here’s something I continue to run into that is most frustrating to me. People aren’t always going to agree with you. No matter how right you believe you are, you are never right about an opinion. If I ask you if a shirt looks good on me, a yes or no answer is wrong.

This is important to a journalist. You can’t confuse facts for opinions. But it’s important in life as well. I’ve been married for almost three years now, and I’ve been with the same woman for almost a decade. I have almost had several heart attacks trying to explain to her how wrong she is sometimes. She is wrong, wrong, wrong about so much.

No. I’m wrong. I’m wrong for feeling like she is wrong. No matter how much I believe she is full of it, it doesn’t change the fact that she has an opinion that is different from mine. Neither of us are right or wrong.

Which brings me to my next point. Anyone who says their respective parents taught them right from wrong is wrong too. Your morals are opinions too. Wrap your mind around that one. For example, does your spouse’s butt look big in that dress? Well, even if you think his/her butt looks huge, you will probably tell him/ her that it looks just fine. Why? Because the right thing to do is to love your spouse unconditionally and not do anything that could hurt feelings. But the Bible says we shall not bear false witness against our neighbor. You lie to your spouse and sin at the same time. So, what is right and wrong in that scenario?

So, there is a question of whether or not the ideas of “right” or “wrong” even exist. Sure, these words have definitions, but is there such thing as absolute right and absolute wrong? If there isn’t, then why do politics have to be so filled with hate? Why do my wife and I battle each other with loud words? Why can’t we have civil social interaction with everyone? Because we are too stupid to realize the absurdity of assuming an absolute existence of right and wrong.

Boom. Life solved. Next puzzle please.

[harv4prez]

How I Feel Trying to Make Decisions as a Parent

Her eyes opened. She peered into the world with a wail of objection. Everything she could comprehend was heavily outweighed by that of which she could not. In this special, touching moment, she had no idea that she was a princess, oblivious to the fact that her tears were powerful enough to evoke tortuous feelings of pain and sadness. Her smile could make us feel like anything in the world was a possibility. Her calm moments of innocence were emotionally moving enough to stop a tornado in its destructive path before it proceeded to fade away above itself. This is the best way to describe what being a parent has been like for me. The princess was born once upon this time. I am her king, my wife her queen. And we must provide for our princess. We must give her every chance at life we can afford. All she knows is what we allow her to know. So, when the king and queen are at crossroads, there is pressure to protect the kingdom, if for no other reason than for the heiress of the throne. What if we're wrong, and the kingdom falls? The reflection would be more painful than I could personally bear. I love my princess, and one day I want her to be a ruler far more wise and competent than myself. And my job is to give her a chance to be. If I am to cause the kingdom to collapse now, dooming her into a life of serfdom, my purpose in life has been failed, and my legacy would reflect it. We don't ask for difficult decisions, just as we don't ask for the pain that accompanies the tears of our princess. But a major part of life is handling adversity and making all the difficult decisions that find their way into our lives. And my queen and I will figure it out as vigorously as humanly possible to ensure that our once upon a time ends happily ever after.

[harv4prez]

Feel Free to Follow

In my ongoing attempt to be less healthy and get as fat as possible, I officially declare this day, and every seventh day henceforth, to be Fry Day. Happy Fry Day everyone.