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Crying, God, and Love: Archive of Our Own left the following comment on Kudos Posted: 2018-02-10 10:55:36 -0500 Reply to this comment the thread starting from this comment en If you've received this message in error, please contact Support. The Archive of Our Own is a fan-run and fan-supported archive that relies on your donations. gaslightgallows: phantoms-lair: joanielspeak: krey-9-jorce: delirious-comfort: rumple-belle: worryinglyinnocent: emospritelet: robertmarch82: kedreeva: I hear a lot of people bitching that they can’t leave kudos multiple times per story, or can’t leave kudos on every chapter, or whatever. Well, take a page out of this marvelous book, because I swear I’ve never been so happy to receive kudos as waking up to multiple people having done this on multiple chapters on a story I just posted. The bar just got raised, folks. Would… would writers be glad to read a comment, that is saying “kudos”?  We’re happy to get a smiley face, honestly. Leaving another kudos like this is great. Anything that tells us we aren’t just screaming into the void ^^^^^ This. Even the smallest comments are golddust.  Seconding, thirding, and fourthing all of this. Saying or typing anything is amazing. writers are happy with anything that isn’t ‘update pls’ when you just uploaded. type the alphabet and we’ll be grinning like fools cuz ‘sames’.  Dang I know what to do now!!!! Oh, but you can get creative with your extra kudos!  LOVE LOVE LOVE! (✿◠‿◠) – “I heart this so much!!”⊂◉‿◉つ – “OMG, the surprise was so sweet!☆(❁‿❁)☆ – “AHH! Love it!”≧◠‿◠≦ – “All the feels!”٩(˘◡˘)۶ – “Woot!!”( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) – “I see what you did there and/or that smut was on point.”┑( ̄▽ ̄)┍ – “Sweet praises for you!”ლ(╹◡╹ლ) – “I love this story so hard, I get tingles when it updates!”ʘ‿ʘ – “WHat?!”(●⌒∇⌒●) – “Squee!!”(❁´◡`❁) – “Oh dear god, cavities!”(ノ´▽`)ノ♪ – “This made me siiiinnnnnggggg!!”┏(^0^)┛ – “Happy dance!”ヾ(^∇^) – “Wonderful fic! Thanks again!” OMG sadface. (┬_┬) – “Literally crying, rn.”(^)o(^) – “Holy moly!” (◕﹏◕✿) – “How … how could you do this to me?!”ಥ‿ಥ – “I’m not crying you are!” FLAMES! ᕕ(◉Д◉ )ᕗ – “WTAF?!”(⊙…⊙,) – “Did yoU JUST.”ᕕ(˵•̀෴•́˵)ᕗ – “HOW DARE YOU! With my OWN EYES!”(ノ°Д°)ノ︵ ┻━┻ – “TABLE FLIP, you son-OF-A-!” I canNOT with you! (@[]@!!) – “WHAT IN THE HOLY HELL ARE YOU DOING?!”\(◎o◎)/!– “WAS NOT EXPECTING THAT.”(´・_・`) – “I do not know how I feel about this.” Assorted. ((((’ – “This fish is delicious.” Feedback means everything to fanfic writers and hitting a like or kudos button doesn’t really give that. Even one word reviews do wonders I’m bookmarking this. That list of kudos emojis is perfect and I need to use all of them. 
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I hear a lot of people bitching that they can’t leave kudos multiple times per story, or can’t leave kudos on every chapter, or whatever.
Well, take a page out of this marvelous book, because I swear I’ve never been so happy to receive kudos as waking up to multiple people having done this on multiple chapters on a story I just posted.
The bar just got raised, folks.

Would… would writers be glad to read a comment, that is saying “kudos”? 


We’re happy to get a smiley face, honestly. Leaving another kudos like this is great. Anything that tells us we aren’t just screaming into the void

^^^^^ This. Even the smallest comments are golddust. 

Seconding, thirding, and fourthing all of this. Saying or typing anything is amazing.

writers are happy with anything that isn’t ‘update pls’ when you just uploaded. type the alphabet and we’ll be grinning like fools cuz ‘sames’. 


Dang I know what to do now!!!!

Oh, but you can get creative with your extra kudos! 
LOVE LOVE LOVE!
(✿◠‿◠) – “I heart this so much!!”⊂◉‿◉つ – “OMG, the surprise was so sweet!☆(❁‿❁)☆ – “AHH! Love it!”≧◠‿◠≦ – “All the feels!”٩(˘◡˘)۶ – “Woot!!”( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) – “I see what you did there and/or that smut was on point.”┑( ̄▽ ̄)┍ – “Sweet praises for you!”ლ(╹◡╹ლ) – “I love this story so hard, I get tingles when it updates!”ʘ‿ʘ – “WHat?!”(●⌒∇⌒●) – “Squee!!”(❁´◡`❁) – “Oh dear god, cavities!”(ノ´▽`)ノ♪ – “This made me siiiinnnnnggggg!!”┏(^0^)┛ – “Happy dance!”ヾ(^∇^) – “Wonderful fic! Thanks again!”
OMG sadface.
(┬_┬) – “Literally crying, rn.”(^)o(^) – “Holy moly!” (◕﹏◕✿) – “How … how could you do this to me?!”ಥ‿ಥ – “I’m not crying you are!”
FLAMES!
ᕕ(◉Д◉ )ᕗ – “WTAF?!”(⊙…⊙,) – “Did yoU JUST.”ᕕ(˵•̀෴•́˵)ᕗ – “HOW DARE YOU! With my OWN EYES!”(ノ°Д°)ノ︵ ┻━┻ – “TABLE FLIP, you son-OF-A-!”
I canNOT with you!
(@[]@!!) – “WHAT IN THE HOLY HELL ARE YOU DOING?!”\(◎o◎)/!– “WAS NOT EXPECTING THAT.”(´・_・`) – “I do not know how I feel about this.”
Assorted.
((((’ – “This fish is delicious.”

Feedback means everything to fanfic writers and hitting a like or kudos button doesn’t really give that. Even one word reviews do wonders

I’m bookmarking this. That list of kudos emojis is perfect and I need to use all of them. 

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Crying, Family, and Guns: Chwistopher @Loudwindow Concept: Pirates slay a monster mermaid to steal its treasure chest. Pirates open chest, finds a sleepy baby mermaid within. Monster mermaid was using the treasure chest as a cradle. Pirates: <p><a href="http://dragonsateyourtoast.tumblr.com/post/169373651900" class="tumblr_blog">dragonsateyourtoast</a>:</p><blockquote> <p><a href="http://otherwindow.tumblr.com/post/169340235270/otherwindow-this-is-how-the-golden-age-of-piracy" class="tumblr_blog">otherwindow</a>:</p> <blockquote> <p><a href="http://otherwindow.tumblr.com/post/169291615220/this-is-how-the-golden-age-of-piracy-ended" class="tumblr_blog">otherwindow</a>:</p> <blockquote><p>This is how the golden age of piracy ended.</p></blockquote> <figure class="tmblr-full" data-orig-height="677" data-orig-width="1000"><img src="https://78.media.tumblr.com/51eb1c65a8936859a4b9e9ed54eb60d9/tumblr_inline_p22tdbtzyD1qdd180_540.jpg" data-orig-height="677" data-orig-width="1000"/></figure><p>The first mermaid to get tattoos :)</p> </blockquote> <p>“we didn’t know any better,” the crewman says, and swallows, presenting the chest to the captain. “what do we do now?”</p> <p>“kill it,” the captain says, but the ice is melting in his eyes.</p> <p>“we can’t,” the first mate says desperately, praying she won’t have to fight her captain on this. “we can’t. we - i won’t. we won’t.”</p> <p>“i know.”</p> <p>x</p> <p>“daddy,” she says, floating in a tub of seawater in the hold, “daddy, la-la, la-la-la.”</p> <p>her voice rings like bells. her accent is strange; her mouth isn’t made for human words. it mesmerises even the hardiest amongst them and she wasn’t even trying. the crew has taken to diving for shellfish near the shorelines for her; she loves them, splitting the shells apart with strength seen in no human toddler, slurping down the slimy molluscs inside and laughing, all plump brown cheeks and needle-sharp teeth. she sometimes splashes them for fun with her smooth, rubbery brown tail. even when they get soaked they laugh. they love her.</p> <p>“daddy,” she calls again, and he can hear the worry in her voice. the storm rocking the ship is harsh and uncaring, and if they go down, she would be the only survivor.</p> <p>“don’t worry,” he says, and goes over, sitting next to the tub. the first mate, leaning against the wall, pretends not to notice as he quietly begins to sing.</p> <p>x</p> <p>“father,” she says, one day, as she leans on the edge of the dock and the captain sits next to her, “why am I here?”</p> <p>“your mother abandoned you,” he says, as he always has. “we found you adrift, and couldn’t bear to leave you there.”</p> <p>she picks at the salt-soaked boards, uncertain. her hair is pulled back in a fluffy black puff, the white linen holding it slipping almost over one of her dark eyes. one of her first tattoos, a many-limbed kraken, curls over her right shoulder and down her arm, delicate tendrils wrapped around her calloused fingertips. “alright,” she says.</p> <p>x</p> <p>“why am I really here?” she asks the first mate, watching the sun set over the water in streaks of liquid metal that pooled in the troughs of the waves and glittered on the seafoam.</p> <p>“we didn’t know any better,” the first mate says, staring into the water. “we didn’t know- we didn’t know anything. we didn’t understand why she fought so viciously to guard her treasure. we could not know she protected something a thousand times more precious than the purest gold.”</p> <p>she wants to be furious, but she can’t. she already knew the answer, from reading the guilt in her father’s eyes and the empty space in her own history. and she can’t hate her family.</p> <p>“it’s alright,” she says. “i do have a family, anyways. i don’t think i would have liked my other life near as much.”</p> <p>x</p> <p>her kraken grows, spreading its tendrils over her torso and arms. she grows too, too large to come on board the ship without being hauled up in a boat from the water. she sings when the storms come and swims before the ship to guide it to safety. she fights off more than one beast of the seas, and gathers a set of scars across her back that she bears with pride. “i don’t mind,” she says, when the captain fusses over her, “now i match all of you.”</p> <p>the first time their ship is threatened, really threatened, is by another fleet. a friend turned enemy of the first mate. “we shouldn’t fight him,” she says, peering through the spyglass.</p> <p>“why not?” the mermaid asks.</p> <p>“he’ll win,” the first mate says.</p> <p>the mermaid tips her head sideways. Her eyes, dark as the deep waters, gleam in the noon light. “are you sure?” she asks.</p> <p>x</p> <p>the enemy fleet surrenders after the flagship is sunk in the night, the anchor ripped off the ship and the planks torn off the hull. the surviving crew, wild-eyed and delirious, whimper and say a sea serpent came from the water and attacked them, say it was longer than the boat and crushed it in its coils. the first mate hears this and has to hide her laughter. the captain apologizes to his daughter for doubting her.</p> <p>“don’t worry,” she says, with a bright laugh, “it was fun.”</p> <p>x</p> <p>the second time, they are pushed by a storm into a royal fleet. they can’t possibly fight them, and they don’t have the time to escape.</p> <p>“let me up,” the mermaid urges, surfacing starboard and shouting to the crew. “bring me up, quickly, quickly.”</p> <p>they lower the boat and she piles her sinous form into it, and uses her claws to help the crew pull her up. once on the deck she flops out of the boat and makes her way over to the bow. the crew tries to help but she’s so heavy they can barely lift parts of her.</p> <p>she crawls up out in front of the rail and wraps her long webbed tail around the prow. the figurehead has served them well so far but they need more right now. she wraps herself around the figurehead and raises her body up into the wind takes a breath of the stinging salt air and sings.</p> <p>the storm carries her voice on its front to the royal navy. they are enchanted, so stunned by her song that they drop the rigging ropes and let the tillers drift. the pirates sail through the center of the fleet, trailing the storm behind them, and by the time the fleet has managed to regain its senses they are buried in wind and rain and the pirates are gone.</p> <p>x</p> <p>she declines guns. instead she carries a harpoon and its launcher, and uses them to board enemy ships, hauling her massive form out of the water to coil on the deck and dispatch enemies with ruthless efficiency. her family is feared across all the sea.</p> <p>x</p> <p>“you know we are dying,” the captain says, looking down at her.</p> <p>she floats next to the ship, so massive she could hold it in her arms. her eyes are wise.</p> <p>“i know,” she says, “i can feel it coming.”</p> <p>the first mate stands next to the captain. she never had a lover or a child, and neither did he, but to the mermaid they are her parents. she will always love her daughter. the tattoos are graven in dark swirls across the mermaid’s deep brown skin and the flesh of her tail, even spiraling onto the spiked webbing on her spine and face. her hair is still tied back, this time with a sail that could not be patched one last time. </p> <p>“we love you,” the first mate says simply, looking down. her own tightly coiled black hair falls in to her face; she shakes the locs out of the way and smiles through her tears. the captain pretends he isnt crying either.</p> <p>“i love you too,” the mermaid says, and reached up to pull the ship down just a bit, just to hold them one last time.</p> <p>“guard the ship,” the captain says. “you always have but you know they’re lost without you.”</p> <p>“without you,” the mermaid corrects, with a shrug that makes waves. “what will we do?”</p> <p>“i don’t know,” the captain says. “but you’ll help them, won’t you?”</p> <p>“of course i will,” she scoffs, rolling her eyes. “i will always protect my family.”</p> <p>x</p> <p>the captain and the first mate are gone. the ship has a new captain, young and fearless - of the things she can afford to disregard. she fears and loves the ocean, as all captains do. she does not fear the royal fleet. and she does not fear the mermaid.</p> <p>“you know, i heard stories about you when i was a little girl,” she says, trailing her fingers in the water next to the dock.</p> <p>the mermaid stares at her with one eye the size of a dinner table. “is that so?” she hums, smirking with teeth sharper than the swords of the entire navy.</p> <p>“they said you could sink an entire fleet and that you had skin tougher than dragon scales,” the new captain says, grinning right back at the monster who could eat her without a moment’s hesitation. “i always thought they were telling tall tales.”</p> <p>“and now?”</p> <p>“they were right,” the new captain says. “how did they ever befriend you?”</p> <p>the mermaid smiles, fully this time, her dark eyes gleaming under the white linen sail. “they didn’t know any better.”</p> </blockquote> <p>Yooooo</p>
Crying, Family, and Guns: Chwistopher
 @Loudwindow
 Concept: Pirates slay a monster mermaid
 to steal its treasure chest.
 Pirates open chest, finds a sleepy baby
 mermaid within.
 Monster mermaid was using the treasure
 chest as a cradle.
 Pirates:
<p><a href="http://dragonsateyourtoast.tumblr.com/post/169373651900" class="tumblr_blog">dragonsateyourtoast</a>:</p><blockquote>
<p><a href="http://otherwindow.tumblr.com/post/169340235270/otherwindow-this-is-how-the-golden-age-of-piracy" class="tumblr_blog">otherwindow</a>:</p>
<blockquote>
<p><a href="http://otherwindow.tumblr.com/post/169291615220/this-is-how-the-golden-age-of-piracy-ended" class="tumblr_blog">otherwindow</a>:</p>
<blockquote><p>This is how the golden age of piracy ended.</p></blockquote>
<figure class="tmblr-full" data-orig-height="677" data-orig-width="1000"><img src="https://78.media.tumblr.com/51eb1c65a8936859a4b9e9ed54eb60d9/tumblr_inline_p22tdbtzyD1qdd180_540.jpg" data-orig-height="677" data-orig-width="1000"/></figure><p>The first mermaid to get tattoos :)</p>
</blockquote>

<p>“we didn’t know any better,” the crewman says, and swallows, presenting the chest to the captain. “what do we do now?”</p>
<p>“kill it,” the captain says, but the ice is melting in his eyes.</p>
<p>“we can’t,” the first mate says desperately, praying she won’t have to fight her captain on this. “we can’t. we - i won’t. we won’t.”</p>
<p>“i know.”</p>
<p>x</p>
<p>“daddy,” she says, floating in a tub of seawater in the hold, “daddy, la-la, la-la-la.”</p>
<p>her voice rings like bells. her accent is strange; her mouth isn’t made for human words. it mesmerises even the hardiest amongst them and she wasn’t even trying. the crew has taken to diving for shellfish near the shorelines for her; she loves them, splitting the shells apart with strength seen in no human toddler, slurping down the slimy molluscs inside and laughing, all plump brown cheeks and needle-sharp teeth. she sometimes splashes them for fun with her smooth, rubbery brown tail. even when they get soaked they laugh. they love her.</p>
<p>“daddy,” she calls again, and he can hear the worry in her voice. the storm rocking the ship is harsh and uncaring, and if they go down, she would be the only survivor.</p>
<p>“don’t worry,” he says, and goes over, sitting next to the tub. the first mate, leaning against the wall, pretends not to notice as he quietly begins to sing.</p>
<p>x</p>
<p>“father,” she says, one day, as she leans on the edge of the dock and the captain sits next to her, “why am I here?”</p>
<p>“your mother abandoned you,” he says, as he always has. “we found you adrift, and couldn’t bear to leave you there.”</p>
<p>she picks at the salt-soaked boards, uncertain. her hair is pulled back in a fluffy black puff, the white linen holding it slipping almost over one of her dark eyes. one of her first tattoos, a many-limbed kraken, curls over her right shoulder and down her arm, delicate tendrils wrapped around her calloused fingertips. “alright,” she says.</p>
<p>x</p>
<p>“why am I really here?” she asks the first mate, watching the sun set over the water in streaks of liquid metal that pooled in the troughs of the waves and glittered on the seafoam.</p>
<p>“we didn’t know any better,” the first mate says, staring into the water. “we didn’t know- we didn’t know anything. we didn’t understand why she fought so viciously to guard her treasure. we could not know she protected something a thousand times more precious than the purest gold.”</p>
<p>she wants to be furious, but she can’t. she already knew the answer, from reading the guilt in her father’s eyes and the empty space in her own history. and she can’t hate her family.</p>
<p>“it’s alright,” she says. “i do have a family, anyways. i don’t think i would have liked my other life near as much.”</p>
<p>x</p>
<p>her kraken grows, spreading its tendrils over her torso and arms. she grows too, too large to come on board the ship without being hauled up in a boat from the water. she sings when the storms come and swims before the ship to guide it to safety. she fights off more than one beast of the seas, and gathers a set of scars across her back that she bears with pride. “i don’t mind,” she says, when the captain fusses over her, “now i match all of you.”</p>
<p>the first time their ship is threatened, really threatened, is by another fleet. a friend turned enemy of the first mate. “we shouldn’t fight him,” she says, peering through the spyglass.</p>
<p>“why not?” the mermaid asks.</p>
<p>“he’ll win,” the first mate says.</p>
<p>the mermaid tips her head sideways. Her eyes, dark as the deep waters, gleam in the noon light. “are you sure?” she asks.</p>
<p>x</p>
<p>the enemy fleet surrenders after the flagship is sunk in the night, the anchor ripped off the ship and the planks torn off the hull. the surviving crew, wild-eyed and delirious, whimper and say a sea serpent came from the water and attacked them, say it was longer than the boat and crushed it in its coils. the first mate hears this and has to hide her laughter. the captain apologizes to his daughter for doubting her.</p>
<p>“don’t worry,” she says, with a bright laugh, “it was fun.”</p>
<p>x</p>
<p>the second time, they are pushed by a storm into a royal fleet. they can’t possibly fight them, and they don’t have the time to escape.</p>
<p>“let me up,” the mermaid urges, surfacing starboard and shouting to the crew. “bring me up, quickly, quickly.”</p>
<p>they lower the boat and she piles her sinous form into it, and uses her claws to help the crew pull her up. once on the deck she flops out of the boat and makes her way over to the bow. the crew tries to help but she’s so heavy they can barely lift parts of her.</p>
<p>she crawls up out in front of the rail and wraps her long webbed tail around the prow. the figurehead has served them well so far but they need more right now. she wraps herself around the figurehead and raises her body up into the wind takes a breath of the stinging salt air and sings.</p>
<p>the storm carries her voice on its front to the royal navy. they are enchanted, so stunned by her song that they drop the rigging ropes and let the tillers drift. the pirates sail through the center of the fleet, trailing the storm behind them, and by the time the fleet has managed to regain its senses they are buried in wind and rain and the pirates are gone.</p>
<p>x</p>
<p>she declines guns. instead she carries a harpoon and its launcher, and uses them to board enemy ships, hauling her massive form out of the water to coil on the deck and dispatch enemies with ruthless efficiency. her family is feared across all the sea.</p>
<p>x</p>
<p>“you know we are dying,” the captain says, looking down at her.</p>
<p>she floats next to the ship, so massive she could hold it in her arms. her eyes are wise.</p>
<p>“i know,” she says, “i can feel it coming.”</p>
<p>the first mate stands next to the captain. she never had a lover or a child, and neither did he, but to the mermaid they are her parents. she will always love her daughter. the tattoos are graven in dark swirls across the mermaid’s deep brown skin and the flesh of her tail, even spiraling onto the spiked webbing on her spine and face. her hair is still tied back, this time with a sail that could not be patched one last time. </p>
<p>“we love you,” the first mate says simply, looking down. her own tightly coiled black hair falls in to her face; she shakes the locs out of the way and smiles through her tears. the captain pretends he isnt crying either.</p>
<p>“i love you too,” the mermaid says, and reached up to pull the ship down just a bit, just to hold them one last time.</p>
<p>“guard the ship,” the captain says. “you always have but you know they’re lost without you.”</p>
<p>“without you,” the mermaid corrects, with a shrug that makes waves. “what will we do?”</p>
<p>“i don’t know,” the captain says. “but you’ll help them, won’t you?”</p>
<p>“of course i will,” she scoffs, rolling her eyes. “i will always protect my family.”</p>
<p>x</p>
<p>the captain and the first mate are gone. the ship has a new captain, young and fearless - of the things she can afford to disregard. she fears and loves the ocean, as all captains do. she does not fear the royal fleet. and she does not fear the mermaid.</p>
<p>“you know, i heard stories about you when i was a little girl,” she says, trailing her fingers in the water next to the dock.</p>
<p>the mermaid stares at her with one eye the size of a dinner table. “is that so?” she hums, smirking with teeth sharper than the swords of the entire navy.</p>
<p>“they said you could sink an entire fleet and that you had skin tougher than dragon scales,” the new captain says, grinning right back at the monster who could eat her without a moment’s hesitation. “i always thought they were telling tall tales.”</p>
<p>“and now?”</p>
<p>“they were right,” the new captain says. “how did they ever befriend you?”</p>
<p>the mermaid smiles, fully this time, her dark eyes gleaming under the white linen sail. “they didn’t know any better.”</p>
</blockquote>

<p>Yooooo</p>

<p><a href="http://dragonsateyourtoast.tumblr.com/post/169373651900" class="tumblr_blog">dragonsateyourtoast</a>:</p><blockquote> <p><a href...

Fucking, God, and Life: <p><a href="http://celticpyro.tumblr.com/post/170733391944/whiskeyismylover-joan-of-heart" class="tumblr_blog">celticpyro</a>:</p> <blockquote><p><a href="https://whiskeyismylover.tumblr.com/post/166600168188/joan-of-heart-thelonelybrilliance" class="tumblr_blog">whiskeyismylover</a>:</p> <blockquote> <p><a href="http://joan-of-heart.tumblr.com/post/166597324116/thelonelybrilliance-aethersea" class="tumblr_blog">joan-of-heart</a>:</p> <blockquote> <p><a href="http://thelonelybrilliance.tumblr.com/post/166592226259/aethersea-jumpingjacktrash" class="tumblr_blog">thelonelybrilliance</a>:</p> <blockquote> <p><a href="https://aethersea.tumblr.com/post/165692962385/jumpingjacktrash-saffronheliotrope-zorped" class="tumblr_blog">aethersea</a>:</p> <blockquote> <p><a href="http://jumpingjacktrash.tumblr.com/post/165267277889/saffronheliotrope-zorped-izhunny" class="tumblr_blog">jumpingjacktrash</a>:</p> <blockquote> <p><a href="http://saffronheliotrope.tumblr.com/post/165266901199/zorped-izhunny-ladyoftheteaandblood" class="tumblr_blog">saffronheliotrope</a>:</p> <blockquote> <p><a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://zorped.tumblr.com/post/153079575445">zorped</a>:</p> <blockquote> <p><a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://izhunny.tumblr.com/post/153079380003">izhunny</a>:</p> <blockquote> <p><a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://ladyoftheteaandblood.tumblr.com/post/153066727749">ladyoftheteaandblood</a>:</p> <blockquote> <p><a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://mydigitaldaydreams.tumblr.com/post/153064443161">mydigitaldaydreams</a>:</p> <blockquote> <p><a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://lonegirleek.tumblr.com/post/94010790755">lonegirleek</a>:</p> <blockquote> <p><a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://soullesshusk.tumblr.com/post/49492511772">soullesshusk</a>:</p> <blockquote> <p><a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://strangersatthemall.tumblr.com/post/49379910807">strangersatthemall</a>:</p> <blockquote> <p><a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://negacrow.tumblr.com/post/49347063807">negacrow</a>:</p> <blockquote> <p><a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://nightmareloki.tumblr.com/post/49341466765">nightmareloki</a>:</p> <blockquote> <p><a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://newvagabond.tumblr.com/post/49335924654">newvagabond</a>:</p> <blockquote> <p>Omfg.</p> </blockquote> <p>OH MY GOD</p> </blockquote> <p>Well, that was unexpected.</p> </blockquote> <p>whAT EVEN IS GOING ON&gt;??</p> </blockquote> <p>ok I’ve seen this like 8 times on my dash and ignored it but now I finally watched it because I was like “okay this has to be SOMETHING good because everyone I fucking follow is reblogging it”<br/><br/>I was not fucking let down at all.</p> </blockquote> <p>I did not know I needed this in my life</p> </blockquote> <p>I needed to see this again…</p> </blockquote> <p>You must watch <a class="tumblelog" href="https://tmblr.co/mY6yA6M5v6N7EFfXN7BbEyQ">@tomhiddleston-kikibfairy</a> <a class="tumblelog" href="https://tmblr.co/mFknBl5RvEwJmgQKl3v1YnA">@ourladybinxthings</a> <a class="tumblelog" href="https://tmblr.co/mjG-hBUN3IwKY2EWTOpj5Kw">@izhunny</a> <a class="tumblelog" href="https://tmblr.co/m7quM89zX0QXfi7WwJOox8A">@mrshiddelston</a> <a class="tumblelog" href="https://tmblr.co/mEOEoye_Lci0EQbTFevsdDA">@maevecurrywrites</a> <a class="tumblelog" href="https://tmblr.co/mqsYDT08DziD6MrK9lN4i-w">@ancientfinnishgoddess</a> <a class="tumblelog" href="https://tmblr.co/myAzeRxcBvtLsFLgbtJgqUA">@angryschnauzer</a> and all</p> </blockquote> <p>I love this silliness and it’s going on my blog finally.</p> </blockquote> <p>WHAT THE FUCK DID I JUST WATCH</p> </blockquote> <p>Every time this comes up on my dash I’m already cry-laughing in anticipation before I even hit play</p> </blockquote> <p style="">my face hurts from grinning<br/></p> </blockquote> <p>look no matter what you are expecting from this video, you’re mistaken and you should watch it to find out why</p> </blockquote> <p>WHAT</p> </blockquote> <p><a class="tumblelog" href="https://tmblr.co/mv7Ua82V0o6ffNT1GRJ7Wdg">@undernightskys</a> <a class="tumblelog" href="https://tmblr.co/mebWT8NVevr-ZQdK6JWAnvg">@fireflyclasstransport</a> </p> </blockquote> <p>Oh my gosh 😂😂</p> </blockquote> <p style="">wut<br/></p></blockquote>
Fucking, God, and Life: <p><a href="http://celticpyro.tumblr.com/post/170733391944/whiskeyismylover-joan-of-heart" class="tumblr_blog">celticpyro</a>:</p>

<blockquote><p><a href="https://whiskeyismylover.tumblr.com/post/166600168188/joan-of-heart-thelonelybrilliance" class="tumblr_blog">whiskeyismylover</a>:</p>
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<p><a href="http://joan-of-heart.tumblr.com/post/166597324116/thelonelybrilliance-aethersea" class="tumblr_blog">joan-of-heart</a>:</p>

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<p><a href="http://thelonelybrilliance.tumblr.com/post/166592226259/aethersea-jumpingjacktrash" class="tumblr_blog">thelonelybrilliance</a>:</p>
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<p><a href="https://aethersea.tumblr.com/post/165692962385/jumpingjacktrash-saffronheliotrope-zorped" class="tumblr_blog">aethersea</a>:</p>
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<p><a href="http://jumpingjacktrash.tumblr.com/post/165267277889/saffronheliotrope-zorped-izhunny" class="tumblr_blog">jumpingjacktrash</a>:</p>
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<p><a href="http://saffronheliotrope.tumblr.com/post/165266901199/zorped-izhunny-ladyoftheteaandblood" class="tumblr_blog">saffronheliotrope</a>:</p>
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<p><a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://zorped.tumblr.com/post/153079575445">zorped</a>:</p>
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<p><a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://izhunny.tumblr.com/post/153079380003">izhunny</a>:</p>
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<p><a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://ladyoftheteaandblood.tumblr.com/post/153066727749">ladyoftheteaandblood</a>:</p>
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<p><a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://mydigitaldaydreams.tumblr.com/post/153064443161">mydigitaldaydreams</a>:</p>
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<p><a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://lonegirleek.tumblr.com/post/94010790755">lonegirleek</a>:</p>
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<p><a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://soullesshusk.tumblr.com/post/49492511772">soullesshusk</a>:</p>
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<p><a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://strangersatthemall.tumblr.com/post/49379910807">strangersatthemall</a>:</p>
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<p><a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://negacrow.tumblr.com/post/49347063807">negacrow</a>:</p>
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<p><a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://nightmareloki.tumblr.com/post/49341466765">nightmareloki</a>:</p>
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<p><a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://newvagabond.tumblr.com/post/49335924654">newvagabond</a>:</p>
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<p>Omfg.</p>
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<p>OH MY GOD</p>
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<p>Well, that was unexpected.</p>
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<p>whAT EVEN IS GOING ON&gt;??</p>
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<p>ok I’ve seen this like 8 times on my dash and ignored it but now I finally watched it because I was like “okay this has to be SOMETHING good because everyone I fucking follow is reblogging it”<br/><br/>I was not fucking let down at all.</p>
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<p>I did not know I needed this in my life</p>
</blockquote>
<p>I needed to see this again…</p>
</blockquote>
<p>You must watch <a class="tumblelog" href="https://tmblr.co/mY6yA6M5v6N7EFfXN7BbEyQ">@tomhiddleston-kikibfairy</a> <a class="tumblelog" href="https://tmblr.co/mFknBl5RvEwJmgQKl3v1YnA">@ourladybinxthings</a> <a class="tumblelog" href="https://tmblr.co/mjG-hBUN3IwKY2EWTOpj5Kw">@izhunny</a> <a class="tumblelog" href="https://tmblr.co/m7quM89zX0QXfi7WwJOox8A">@mrshiddelston</a> <a class="tumblelog" href="https://tmblr.co/mEOEoye_Lci0EQbTFevsdDA">@maevecurrywrites</a> <a class="tumblelog" href="https://tmblr.co/mqsYDT08DziD6MrK9lN4i-w">@ancientfinnishgoddess</a> <a class="tumblelog" href="https://tmblr.co/myAzeRxcBvtLsFLgbtJgqUA">@angryschnauzer</a> and all</p>
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<p>I love this silliness and it’s going on my blog finally.</p>
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<p>WHAT THE FUCK DID I JUST WATCH</p>
</blockquote>

<p>Every time this comes up on my dash I’m already cry-laughing in anticipation before I even hit play</p>
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<p style="">my face hurts from grinning<br/></p>
</blockquote>
<p>look no matter what you are expecting from this video, you’re mistaken and you should watch it to find out why</p>
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<p>WHAT</p>
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<p><a class="tumblelog" href="https://tmblr.co/mv7Ua82V0o6ffNT1GRJ7Wdg">@undernightskys</a> <a class="tumblelog" href="https://tmblr.co/mebWT8NVevr-ZQdK6JWAnvg">@fireflyclasstransport</a> </p>
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<p>Oh my gosh 😂😂</p>
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<p style="">wut<br/></p></blockquote>

<p><a href="http://celticpyro.tumblr.com/post/170733391944/whiskeyismylover-joan-of-heart" class="tumblr_blog">celticpyro</a>:</p> <blockqu...

Af, Alive, and Ass: True Love, 13 Years Later. @DrSmashlove People visit Chicago from smaller towns and be like "omg people in Chicago drive crazy", "wow, y'all honk so much, why you always honking", "sheesh Chicago drivers are nuts they always speeding why they so reckless." Ok. Nah. Hell nah. Y'all ain't seen crazy TILL U BEEN TO MF MONTANA 😂. See in Chicago ALL highways got a 55 miles per hour speed limit. So somebody go 80 and they look crazy AF. In Montana tho? The SPEED LIMIT IS 80 😫. Ok...so what if u go 80? That's the speed limit, u good - right? Bruh. The person behind u won't honk. They won't press u. They will simply drive like they attached to your bumper for a few miles. Then they will pass u by swerving left into ONCOMING TRAFFIC ON A HIGHWAY THAT RUNS ALONG A CLIFF OF A MOUNTAIN AND PASS U. U look over and u think u finna see a crazy ass redneck with a bad mullet, meth teeth, and death wish. Nah. U see a grandma wearing a pink tank top and she got a nice tan sipping a Starbucks coffee grinning at u as she pass u going NINETY FUCKING FIVE. And she got a semi truck coming right at her and she smiling at him and he smiling back at her and then he smiling at YOU like "IF HE DIES HE DIES" *Russian dude from Rocky voice. AF*. What's crazy is u could have to be somewhere 200 miles away and as long as U don't get eaten alive by a rattlesnake at a rest stop ... 🤗 ... that's two hours of driving flat. In Chicago that's three hours easy. U feel me? I'm not mad at this speedracing-ass, colossal, somewhat inconsequential oversized land mass of a state. So to conclude: Montana girls got fat asses and drive they white Denali SUVs like they Italian race car drivers WHAT'S NOT TO LOVE BLESS UP 😂😂😂
Af, Alive, and Ass: True Love, 13 Years Later.
 @DrSmashlove
People visit Chicago from smaller towns and be like "omg people in Chicago drive crazy", "wow, y'all honk so much, why you always honking", "sheesh Chicago drivers are nuts they always speeding why they so reckless." Ok. Nah. Hell nah. Y'all ain't seen crazy TILL U BEEN TO MF MONTANA 😂. See in Chicago ALL highways got a 55 miles per hour speed limit. So somebody go 80 and they look crazy AF. In Montana tho? The SPEED LIMIT IS 80 😫. Ok...so what if u go 80? That's the speed limit, u good - right? Bruh. The person behind u won't honk. They won't press u. They will simply drive like they attached to your bumper for a few miles. Then they will pass u by swerving left into ONCOMING TRAFFIC ON A HIGHWAY THAT RUNS ALONG A CLIFF OF A MOUNTAIN AND PASS U. U look over and u think u finna see a crazy ass redneck with a bad mullet, meth teeth, and death wish. Nah. U see a grandma wearing a pink tank top and she got a nice tan sipping a Starbucks coffee grinning at u as she pass u going NINETY FUCKING FIVE. And she got a semi truck coming right at her and she smiling at him and he smiling back at her and then he smiling at YOU like "IF HE DIES HE DIES" *Russian dude from Rocky voice. AF*. What's crazy is u could have to be somewhere 200 miles away and as long as U don't get eaten alive by a rattlesnake at a rest stop ... 🤗 ... that's two hours of driving flat. In Chicago that's three hours easy. U feel me? I'm not mad at this speedracing-ass, colossal, somewhat inconsequential oversized land mass of a state. So to conclude: Montana girls got fat asses and drive they white Denali SUVs like they Italian race car drivers WHAT'S NOT TO LOVE BLESS UP 😂😂😂

People visit Chicago from smaller towns and be like "omg people in Chicago drive crazy", "wow, y'all honk so much, why you always honking", ...

Ass, Bitch, and Cum: When your mom walks in on you beating your meat and you gotta act like you was giving yourself a testicular exam @atlsavagee nC "Oh tarter sauce! You are so fucking tight." Patrick groaned, his eyes closed. He leaned forward to remove SpongeBob's gag. "I wanna hear you scream for me." He slowly began moving in and out, eyes still closed. As SpongeBob felt himself widening, he began to come back to his senses. This shouldn't be happening. They were friends. Friends didn't do this. "Patrick, please... I... we shouldn't.." as SpongeBob protested, Patrick reached his hand down to play with SpongeBob's genitals. SpongeBob groaned loudly as wave after wave of pleasure washed over him. "Yes! Harder! Smack my ass and call me a whore!" Patrick blinked in surprise before giving a savage grin as he quickly complied. "Yeah! Ya like that, don't'cha, bitch?!" "Yes! Yes! Fuck me, Patrick! Fuck me hard!" Patrick began ramming forward, smacking SpongeBob's ass. "Yeah! Take it, whore!" Patrick moved his hand to fondle SpongeBob again. "Cum in my hand! Cum in my hand!" SpongeBob felt a pressure build up inside of him. He wasn't sure what the feeling was, but he felt that if he'd just let himself go, he'd reach nirvana. Complying with own wishes, he let himself go. The orgasm caught him by surprise. SpongeBob screamed as he felt his seed wash over Patrick's hand.
Ass, Bitch, and Cum: When your mom walks in on you
 beating your meat and you gotta act
 like you was giving yourself a
 testicular exam
 @atlsavagee
 nC
"Oh tarter sauce! You are so fucking tight." Patrick groaned, his eyes closed. He leaned forward to remove SpongeBob's gag. "I wanna hear you scream for me." He slowly began moving in and out, eyes still closed. As SpongeBob felt himself widening, he began to come back to his senses. This shouldn't be happening. They were friends. Friends didn't do this. "Patrick, please... I... we shouldn't.." as SpongeBob protested, Patrick reached his hand down to play with SpongeBob's genitals. SpongeBob groaned loudly as wave after wave of pleasure washed over him. "Yes! Harder! Smack my ass and call me a whore!" Patrick blinked in surprise before giving a savage grin as he quickly complied. "Yeah! Ya like that, don't'cha, bitch?!" "Yes! Yes! Fuck me, Patrick! Fuck me hard!" Patrick began ramming forward, smacking SpongeBob's ass. "Yeah! Take it, whore!" Patrick moved his hand to fondle SpongeBob again. "Cum in my hand! Cum in my hand!" SpongeBob felt a pressure build up inside of him. He wasn't sure what the feeling was, but he felt that if he'd just let himself go, he'd reach nirvana. Complying with own wishes, he let himself go. The orgasm caught him by surprise. SpongeBob screamed as he felt his seed wash over Patrick's hand.

"Oh tarter sauce! You are so fucking tight." Patrick groaned, his eyes closed. He leaned forward to remove SpongeBob's gag. "I wanna hear yo...

Head, Memes, and Parents: My parents never believed me My parents never believed me when was 2, when I would wake them in a state of hysteria, trembling and covered in sweat. Instead, they put me back to bed. My parents never believed me when l was 5, when would frantically try to explain the incomprehensible noises lheard coming from underneath my floor. Instead, they told me it was the sound of the floorboards shifting with the wind. My parents never believed me when I was 7, when I relayed to them the messages the voices would say to me. Instead, they told me I just needed some more sleep. My parents never believed me when I was 9, when Iwould wake up with cuts on my arms and legs and chunks of hair pulled out of my head. Instead, they told me it was something l merely did in my sleep. My parents never believed me when I was 12, when made eye contact with a grinning creature in my doorway, never breaking it for what seemed like hours until he slowly shut my door. Instead, they told me it was my imagination. I never believed my parents when I was 15, when their screams pierced the air like knives, turning from terror into pain. Instead, Itold myself it was only the wind. Perhaps my imagination. Maybe I just needed more sleep? Thinking back, l only remember one thing: was smiling. - Hope everyone has a fantastic day!!! Please pray for me and wish me luck in my first section game tonight!😁😊❤️ scarystories
Head, Memes, and Parents: My parents never believed me
 My parents never believed me when was 2, when I would wake them in a state
 of hysteria, trembling and covered in sweat. Instead, they put me back to bed.
 My parents never believed me when l was 5, when would frantically try to
 explain the incomprehensible noises lheard coming from underneath my floor.
 Instead, they told me it was the sound of the floorboards shifting with the wind.
 My parents never believed me when I was 7, when I relayed to them the
 messages the voices would say to me. Instead, they told me I just needed
 some more sleep.
 My parents never believed me when I was 9, when Iwould wake up with cuts
 on my arms and legs and chunks of hair pulled out of my head. Instead, they
 told me it was something l merely did in my sleep. My parents never believed
 me when I was 12, when made eye contact with a grinning creature in my
 doorway, never breaking it for what seemed like hours until he slowly shut my
 door. Instead, they told me it was my imagination.
 I never believed my parents when I was 15, when their screams pierced the air
 like knives, turning from terror into pain. Instead, Itold myself it was only the
 wind. Perhaps my imagination. Maybe I just needed more sleep?
 Thinking back, l only remember one thing: was smiling.
- Hope everyone has a fantastic day!!! Please pray for me and wish me luck in my first section game tonight!😁😊❤️ scarystories

- Hope everyone has a fantastic day!!! Please pray for me and wish me luck in my first section game tonight!😁😊❤️ scarystories

Complex, Friends, and Lazy: lazy-hufflepuff pins eyes were twinkling 'How did you know about that?" Harry asked Professor McGonagall told me, said Lupin, passing Ram chipped mug of tea, "You're not worried, are you? So noticed this line in Prisoner of Azkaban and now Ican't stop thinking about how great it would be ifRemus Lupin and Minerva McGonagall became good friends while Remus was teaching at Hogwarts, so here are some headcanons about that When they meet for the first time in 15 years, it breaks Minerva's heart to think about the eager awkward boy she once knew and to look at the broken man with the tired eyes he has become. She notices how much Remus has aged since she last saw him. For Remus, being back at Hogwarts hurts like hell. As he gives McGonagall an unconvincing smile, he can't stop thinking of his school days and of how much has changed. Helo, Professor. It's been a long time, Remus says slowly. McGonagal pulls Remus into a hug. He is stiff but doesn't pul away Remus at first being reluctant to talk to any of the otherteachers much because he doesn't feel he belongs there and he's kind of lost the will to connect with people. McGonagall making sure that Remus is involved in every staff room conversation McGonagall adjusting to the strangeness of seeing Remus on his own, not with three other grinning boys McGonagall joking with Remus about pranks he pulled at school and Remus explaining how they were done McGonagall comecting Remus each time he called her Professor rather than Minerva Remus and Minerva staying up late in the staff room dnnking tea and talking about complex magical theory Remus asking Minerva "Tel me about James and Lysboy telme al about Hamy •••••••• laughing because I lost most of my Snapchat streaks (don't really care in all honesty) but one of them was 300+ oops
Complex, Friends, and Lazy: lazy-hufflepuff
 pins eyes were twinkling
 'How did you know about that?" Harry asked
 Professor McGonagall told me, said Lupin, passing Ram
 chipped mug of tea, "You're not worried, are you?
 So noticed this line in Prisoner of Azkaban and now Ican't stop thinking about
 how great it would be ifRemus Lupin and Minerva McGonagall became good
 friends while Remus was teaching at Hogwarts, so here are some headcanons
 about that
 When they meet for the first time in 15 years, it breaks Minerva's heart to
 think about the eager awkward boy she once knew and to look at the
 broken man with the tired eyes he has become. She notices how much
 Remus has aged since she last saw him.
 For Remus, being back at Hogwarts hurts like hell. As he gives
 McGonagall an unconvincing smile, he can't stop thinking of his school
 days and of how much has changed.
 Helo, Professor. It's been a long time, Remus says slowly.
 McGonagal pulls Remus into a hug. He is stiff but doesn't pul away
 Remus at first being reluctant to talk to any of the otherteachers much
 because he doesn't feel he belongs there and he's kind of lost the will to
 connect with people.
 McGonagall making sure that Remus is involved in every staff room
 conversation
 McGonagall adjusting to the strangeness of seeing Remus on his own,
 not with three other grinning boys
 McGonagall joking with Remus about pranks he pulled at school and
 Remus explaining how they were done
 McGonagall comecting Remus each time he called her Professor rather
 than Minerva
 Remus and Minerva
 staying up late in the staff room dnnking tea and
 talking about complex magical theory
 Remus asking Minerva "Tel me about James and Lysboy telme al
 about Hamy
•••••••• laughing because I lost most of my Snapchat streaks (don't really care in all honesty) but one of them was 300+ oops

•••••••• laughing because I lost most of my Snapchat streaks (don't really care in all honesty) but one of them was 300+ oops

Fml, Memes, and Oblige: Suzie uru Imagine Harry and Ginny a few months into their marriage and they're so happy and in love and then one day they go shopping for food and household items and Harry just casually grabs certain items before Ginny hisses at him to "Check the prices, Harry, God! That bed set is far too expensive, were not going to have anything left to get the food with! And Harry starts to laugh and say "We dont have to worry about and then he stops and he and Ginny look at each other. And Harry realizes that she's grown up having to measure out all her money and decide what she can and cannot have for a certain week or month or year. And Ginny realizes that she is actually no longer obligated to worry about money ever again. Imagine Harry and Ginny eating dinner together and Ginny's telling him about certain meals her mum made and teasing him about how he wolfs everything down and "Honestly Harry, youre worse than Ron!" and Harry retorts laughingly well old habits die hard, Ihad to fight Dudley for meals all the time, you at least knew you were going to eat every day! And Ginny's grin starts to fade and she asks "You...you didntget to eat everyday? And Harry realizes what he said and he changes the subject quickly and Ginny looks at the plates in front of him and resists the urge to pile on some more potatoes. And the next day Vernon Dursley's car is egged Imagine Harry and Ginny both suffering from night terrors and PTSD and agreeing that maybe going to that therapist Hermione recommended isn't such a bad idea, and that's how Thursday night became Therapy Night when they go out to dinner or to the pub after each session and agree that they need to talk to some Healers about introducing these sessions since therapy is still widely seen as muggle nonsense in the wizarding world. And Ginny murmurs over her fire whiskey that sometimes she can still hear Tom Riddle murmuring in her ear, and Harry whispers that he dreams about running after his mother and father and Sirius and Remus as they disappear behind the Veil in the Department of Mysteries and he doesn't know if he wakes from terror or regret about not making it through. And thev ao back home and hold each other closer that night and both wake ••••••• love 40 degree Australia weather fml
Fml, Memes, and Oblige: Suzie
 uru
 Imagine Harry and Ginny a few months into their marriage and they're so
 happy and in love and then one day they go shopping for food and
 household items and Harry just casually grabs certain items before Ginny
 hisses at him to "Check the prices, Harry, God! That bed set is far too
 expensive, were not going to have anything left to get the food with! And
 Harry starts to laugh and say "We dont have to worry about and then he
 stops and he and Ginny look at each other. And Harry realizes that she's
 grown up having to measure out all her money and decide what she can
 and cannot have for a certain week or month or year. And Ginny realizes
 that she is actually no longer obligated to worry about money ever again.
 Imagine Harry and Ginny eating dinner together and Ginny's telling him
 about certain meals her mum made and teasing him about how he wolfs
 everything down and "Honestly Harry, youre worse than Ron!" and Harry
 retorts laughingly well old habits die hard, Ihad to fight Dudley for meals
 all the time, you at least knew you were going to eat every day! And
 Ginny's grin starts to fade and she asks "You...you didntget to eat
 everyday? And Harry realizes what he said and he changes the subject
 quickly and Ginny looks at the plates in front of him and resists the urge to
 pile on some more potatoes. And the next day Vernon Dursley's car is
 egged
 Imagine Harry and Ginny both suffering from night terrors and PTSD and
 agreeing that maybe going to that therapist Hermione recommended isn't
 such a bad idea, and that's how Thursday night became Therapy Night
 when they go out to dinner or to the pub after each session and agree that
 they need to talk to some Healers about introducing these sessions since
 therapy is still widely seen as muggle nonsense in the wizarding world.
 And Ginny murmurs over her fire whiskey that sometimes she can still hear
 Tom Riddle murmuring in her ear, and Harry whispers that he dreams
 about running after his mother and father and Sirius and Remus as they
 disappear behind the Veil in the Department of Mysteries and he doesn't
 know if he wakes from terror or regret about not making it through. And
 thev ao back home and hold each other closer that night and both wake
••••••• love 40 degree Australia weather fml

••••••• love 40 degree Australia weather fml