for future consideration

old blog i don't feel like parting from

[thenamelessthief]

signed in for the first time in a few years, and privated anything that was kinda dangerous information to have out on the web... but i want to enjoy writing again, so i'm back. will probably post random poems or excerpts i've written so ya.

it's interesting to be back.

[thenamelessthief]

Riordanverse Special

Back in 2012, I was really into the Percy Jackson series (the books, not the movies).

I was completely obsessed. I was enraptured by the characters, and it actually taught me things. It's been quite some time since then, and I've read all of the companion series. Including the most recent one, The Trials of Apollo. It introduces the god Apollo, who has been sent to earth as a mortal in disgrace. Slowly, the arrogant imbecile begins to change for the better. The most recent book came out on Sep 24, only 2 days ago. I had no way of getting the book, because my mother absolutely despises the series and, more importantly,I am broke.  

 But then, one of my closest friends who lives in Georgia, the same place where Rick Riordan did his recent tour, messaged me. She had attended the tour and gotten a signed book. But she had also pre ordered, and now had two books. Would I like to have it? My answer was an absolute YES!  She is amazing, and while I know it will take a while to get here, I'm willing to wait. I have desperately waiting for this book since May of 2018, where I was told that a favorite character of mine MIGHT die. I'm stressed.

 I also have another friend who lives in Georgia, the one who actually introduced me and the friend above. She recently was on a very popular podcast, called 'Tales of the Fandom'. Definitely check that out if you love the Riordanverse! It's called The RiordanVerse special. She really is an amazing person. I'm so happy for her. She deserves the world, and is the kindest bean I've ever met.

 She's also an amazing actress, and has over 5k followers on TikTok, not that followers mean much. Honestly, she should have 100k at this point. I have no clue why they associate with a lowly peasant like me, but they out here being literal!1! queens!1!

 Back to the topic, Rick Riordan isn't just an amazing fantasy author, he's a fantastic person! e uses his platform to promote other authors, POC ones who actually grew up with the myths and stories they write about. People asked him to write about more myths, seeing as he's written Greek, Roman, Norse, and Egytian. His response? He brings out amazing authors such as J. C. Cervantes, Roshani Chokshi, and much more! If you enjoy mythology, check. them. out.

 Thank you for wasting 2 minutes of your time reading this. Very appreciated! The link to the podcast is here: https://www.stitcher.com/podcast/david-ginsburg/tales-from-the-fandom/e/64110591 . Bye!

[thenamelessthief]

My emotions go WiLd

Sometimes I want to die. I feel angry, I feel hateful, I want the world to end. It’s caused by anger. But sometimes, I want to drift out of consciousness for a couple of decades, because everything really hurts and it feels like I have nobody left to go to. Most of my old friends, people I thought I could trust, blocked me. Is it because I moved? Or beca

I left for a few minutes cause my mother called me. Turns out she made chicken nuggets and fries- something we rarely eat. Is this her way of apologizing? Probably. But it did make me feel better so I guess it worked.

I still have a massive headache from my all nighter last night, but I feel better now. I’m not sure if i’ll post this or not. But if you know me irl (*cough*layla*cough*) please do me a favour. Don’t tell anyone about this blog. It’s one of the only places I feel like I could be me, without feeling pressured.

Also, I finally logged into Quotev for the first time in months and I feel so happy. Rereading the fanfictions I love makes me feel so much better. Especially @jflashandclash’s books. Go check them out! They’re amazing! 😊

On that note, I’ll sign off and eat my food. I always thought people exaggerated when they said that one small act of kindness can mean the world to someone, but I’ve been proven wrong.

Sincerely,

Me

[thenamelessthief]

Vent

Sometimes I’m tired. I’d be laying in bed all day, desperately wanting to do something productive. Get up and eat for example, or clean, or maybe even cosplay a bit. But I can never bring myself to.

I’d try to go along with it. Too lazy to get up? Fine, how about you read that book you’ve been meaning to, yknow? Or actually go on your Quotev account and update your story, or check out those authors you’re leaving hanging. I’d log in, and start reading/writing, but then it wouldn’t process properly.

So I’d end up just setting it aside and laying in bed until my mother screamed at me. Then, I’d have the option of her dragging me along with her and watching my brothers, or me staying home, getting screamed at, and watching my brothers. I never win regardless.

I think my lack of motivation to do ANYTHING stems from the fact I’ve been yanked away from my life. No subtle changes, no going slow, nothing. My mother told us we’d visit a cousin in another province for about two weeks. I didn’t plan on going outside or anything, so I just brought a couple of casual stuff and brought all my cosplay stuff, and books. I’m so glad I did.

We’ve been here for about 2 weeks now, and I asked my mom when we’d be going home. Her response? We’re never going back to the city, and that my dad was moving all our shit. I didn’t have a chance to say goodbye. I left so much things behind, so many memories, everything.

Her english isn’t the best, my mom, so she has be read and translate for her. She gave me a application for moving to a whole different province. Told me I had to fill it out, and then left.

I had the urge to just rip it up, discard of it. But I was scared of how she’d react. She’d definitely be pissed, and then instead of thinking why tf I’m so angry about all this, she’d immediately blame my dad. I don’t know what the heck he did, but she absolutely loves blaming everything on him. They aren’t divorced, aren’t separated, nothing. They also aren’t ‘legally married’ tho, so... They got married in Germany, not Canada.

Anyways: This was just a rant about everything in my life and please nobody shit on me i know i’m being whiny and people have it worse but if I don’t vent I’ll probably explode and snap at my mom and she’ll kick me out and claim I don’t love her and I really don’t want that to happen again especially bc I’m in a city I don’t know.

[thenamelessthief]

Pissed about School

Hi okay this is gonna be a rant about my teacher/school, and how i’ll never become a historian or Prime Minister of Canada:

somebody said anonymously on our school board thingy that instead of dissecting frogs we should dissect black muslims which is terrible and also scary cause i’m the only black muslim in my class so… and they didn’t actually say black, they said the n word…. and in my class last semester, my teacher almost failed me and crushed my happiness and shit. i swear. she always looses my papers, and i have to get people to testify i handed them in if she ‘lost’ it. and i have to redo them. and then maybe 2 weeks before exams she tells me i’ve got an 80 average, good ig, and then i hand in my final assignment and do my exams. the day after i do that exam, i’m on my way to another and she stops me to tell me i did really well. i found out my marks today and i’ve gone from a 80 to a 53. how the duck did that happen? no fucking clue. i know i did perfect in the exam, bc it was easy. the final project isn’t worth more than 5 percent. and i had my teacher and my english teacher look over the essay before it was due, and they said it was good. i’m so pissed

[thenamelessthief]

update: I’m not even allowed to ask the teacher what i did to lower my mark, because they don’t want to. I’m just gonna go cry alone a corner...

[thenamelessthief]

Pissed about School

Hi okay this is gonna be a rant about my teacher/school, and how i’ll never become a historian or Prime Minister of Canada:

somebody said anonymously on our school board thingy that instead of dissecting frogs we should dissect black muslims which is terrible and also scary cause i’m the only black muslim in my class so... and they didn’t actually say black, they said the n word.... and in my class last semester, my teacher almost failed me and crushed my happiness and shit. i swear. she always looses my papers, and i have to get people to testify i handed them in if she ‘lost’ it. and i have to redo them. and then maybe 2 weeks before exams she tells me i’ve got an 80 average, good ig, and then i hand in my final assignment and do my exams. the day after i do that exam, i’m on my way to another and she stops me to tell me i did really well. i found out my marks today and i’ve gone from a 80 to a 53. how the duck did that happen? no fucking clue. i know i did perfect in the exam, bc it was easy. the final project isn’t worth more than 5 percent. and i had my teacher and my english teacher look over the essay before it was due, and they said it was good. i’m so pissed

[thenamelessthief]

“They are not only flowers my dear, they are the complex, personification of all that is right and beautiful in nature. They are the children of the sky and of the earth and have seen more horrors than we could imagine with our tiny human brains. It is my life’s work to make them shine the way they deserve to.”

— my friend Gemma 😊

[wewereinfinitelywolfstar]

Y'all can give me a wolfstar buying their first home as my house warming gift if you want. Extra points for raising Harry au or adopting a baby 😂😂😂😂😂

[thenamelessthief]

Remus sighed, sitting on the edge of the counter. “Pads, no. Definitely not,” he responded to the picture being waved under his nose.

Sirius pouted slightly, a mischievous glint in his clear grey eyes. “But Mooney... it’s perfect!” He responded, scratching at the stubble on his jaw. “I mean, it looks great! Purple is a wonderful colour!”

Remus shook his head slightly, a small grin lighting up on his face. “It is,” he agreed. “But I’d prefer if our house looked a little more... normal.” He explained, glancing at the oddly shaped house.

“But it’s close to the Weasleys, and unique!” Sirius protested. “Anyways, if we don’t get it, Xeno, that Lovegood guy, gets it. He’s offering a lot of money for it.”

“Nick, Nack, Paddywhack—“ a young child’s voice could be heard laughing through the small apartment, as it sang along.

Sirius suddenly grinned. “Hey, why don’t we ask Harry?” He asked Remus, not waiting for an answer. The man placed down the photos, and left into the living room.

“Sirius... I doubt Harry—“ Remus began, but was cut off as Sirius reappeared in the doorway, holding the struggling toddler.

“Mooney!” He shrieked, waving his chubby arms around, reaching for the man. Remus let out a small laugh, and took Harry.

“Hazza, wanna help your uncle Padfoot, and Moons?” Sirius asked, a grin appearing on his face.

Harry nodded furiously, hugging Remus tightly. “I wanna hewp!” He claimed, grinning cheerfully.

Remus groaned slightly, facepalming. “I feel outnumbered,” the male complained. “Harry will side with you, and—“

“So you agree to forfeit?” Sirius asked, hopping up next to him.

“What? No, of course not!” Remus protested. Looking down at the toddler in his lap, he began to bounce him. 

“Hazza, isn’t this house much better?” Remus encouraged, showing a small cute cottage on the outskirts of a village to the young boy.

Sirius butted in, holding up the other picture that seemed to be in the shape of a large chess rook, and completely purple. “Isn’t this one prettier, Harry?” He asked, ruffling his hair. 

To the men’s complete surprise, instead of siding with Sirius, the two watched as Harry immediately pointed at Remus’ choice. “House!” He squealed happily. “Iss pwetty.”

Sirius grinned good naturally. “Okay, okay. You win, Re.” He said, just before Remus pulled him into a kiss. Pulling away quickly, Sirius grinned sheepishly. “Honestly Mooney, I was arguing just for the sake of arguing. It’s a cute cottage.” He admitted.

Remus smirked. “I knew it!” He said quickly, high fiving Harry, who giggled amusedly at the couples playful banter. 

“Shall I call the salesman, then, and tell him we’ll take it?” Remus asked Sirius, who nodded. “Sure.” He agreed easily, picking up Harry. “Unfourtunately for Prongs Junior here, it’s nap time!” He sang. 

Harry began to squirm. “Paddywhackkkkk!” He whined, pouting as Sirius carried him into his bedroom. 

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

A week later, they were all moved in. 

Harry had adapted easily, and quite liked running around in the garden. He definitely found a lot more hiding spots, so finding him wouldn’t be as easy, but somehow Remus always could. 

Sirius had found a job of selling products at a branch of Zonkos Pranking Store in the wizarding community in their area, and while he enjoyed it, he wasn’t able to be at home as much as before. 

Remus, however, had found no job willing to hire a werewolf, and the muggles definitely didn’t want to hire someone who didn’t show up for a few days every month, a waste of money in their eyes. 

Harry had taken pleasure in having Remus all to himself, as he snuggled into his Uncle Mooney. Falling asleep easily, Remus stayed awake for as long as he could. Sirius would be home soon, and he wanted to be awake for his boyfriend.  

But when Sirius arrived finally, he found Harry and Remus cuddled together asleep, and rather than waking Remus, the dogfather merely joined them in their rest. 

[thenamelessthief]

In the afterlife (Harry Potter)

{okay, so this headcannon was going around and so I decided to write it }

{ also guys in this Dragon Pox kills slowly and there is no cure, so yep}

Harry’s eyes were closed. As soon as he opened them, he had to immediately close them again, in fear of being blinded by all the light.

After cautiously opening his eyes again, blinking repeatedly to get used to the brightness, he gasped in surprise, staring at his hands.

His wrinkle and blemish free hands. The scars Umbrige had forced him to carve into his hand were gone. He laughed with delight, glancing around, wondering where the hell he was. Had he finally died? Was he free of the pain that came with dragon pox?

Suddenly, his happiness dimmed, and his smile faded.

Ginny. Jamie, Al, and Lils. They’d be mourning him. He dreaded the thought of them crying, but he knew it was inevitable. He remembered the way Ginny had looked, when he was first diagnosed. He had seen the glimmer of tears in her eyes, that she had hid for his sake.

He remembered James Sirius pouring over books, trying to find a cure. He had never wanted to study before, but he was trying his hardest to save his father.

He remembered Albus Severus, his son who had once been the closest to him. Crying over him, as he struggled to say his final goodbyes, loosing air quickly.

He remembered Lily Luna giving him one last hug, before whispering, “Be brave, dad.” And things had gone black, and he had found himself standing there.

“Harry!”

He recognized that voice, recognized the name being called as his own. His eyes watering, he looked up immediately. “Sirius?!”

A smile broke out on his face at the sight of the man. Alongside him, stood two figures. A man and a woman.

The woman had long, auburn hair, and familiar almond emerald green eyes, while the man had messy, unruly hair Harry had seen many times in his youth. In the mirror.

“Mum? Dad?” He said hopefully, racing over towards them. Harry felt exhalierrated, was it really them?

James Potter has his arms crossed over his chest, tapping his shoe on the ground. Sirius was doing the same next to him, while Lily embraced her son.

“Harry!” She exclaimed , a watery smile on her face as she was able to embrace her son for the first time in years. He was a baby, when she had last.

After they hugged, Harry turned to his father and godfather. He was confused about their stances, but before he could question them, two Marauders said together with offended expressions, “You named your son after Snivellius?”

[thenamelessthief]

Snow White

Okay, listen up y’all, Snow White is obviously a vampire.

Firstly, Snow White is described as lips as red as a rose (or blood in some narrations) hair black as ebony, and skin as white as snow, she must look pretty creepy. Almost like a corpse. Snow was described as the ‘fairest’ of the land, basically the prettiest.

Vampires are well known for their unearthly beauty (nothing against everyone, for everyone is beautiful 😘) and for their paleness, because of the lack of blood flowing through their veins.

Secondly, it’d totally explain how she was able to talk to animals and control them and such. Honestly? Makes a lot more sense then some random girl having animals help her (looking at you, Cinderella).

Thirdly, how the hell did she let 7 dwarves/men let some random girl stay with them? Compulsion. Easy and simple.

The Queen wanted her heart to make sure she was dead, correct? Because she wanted to make sure Snow was killed properly and didn’t come back to life or whatever. Why the hunter didn’t kill her.

Why she didn’t age over the years of being stuck in that dead coma, why she was suddenly alive as soon as the root of her death (poison) was taken out. As soon as the apple rolled out of her mouth, she was alive in some versions. Others say it was a true love kiss, but no. I don’t believe that is as accurate. For one, the Prince and Snow White barely talked. And suddenly they’re in love? Okay then, you do you mate.

Anyways, I’m sorry but I’m drunk on cranberry juice Nd will probably regret this tomorrow but tata bitches 😘😘😘