Land of Keys and Brass

floorboreds:

an inside joke is just a very small meme

knightscrest:

the only club I get down at is club penguinimage

jaclcfrost:

idk why wearing someone else’s shirt or sweater or jacket is so satisfying and comforting but it is


 
I firmly believe that the reason many Slytherins were easily convinced to join Voldemort was because they were treated like shit by the rest of the houses while they were growing up. Imagine spending seven of the most important years of your life being told that you were part of the bad house and therefore bad yourself. Everyone boos your quidditch team. All the houses will hang out with everyone except you. You grow up being hated by your fellow students and many of your teachers.
Now imagine someone comes along and tells you that you’re not worthless and bad. That you’re invited to join a family where you will right the wrongs committed against you. You have the opportunity to be wanted and powerful instead of a hated outcast. Several of your former classmates are telling you how great it is. How you’re welcomed and needed. These are the kids you grew up with. The classmates who went through all the same things you did. Being a Death Eater sounds pretty good now.




I’ve been waiting for a post like this.




I was always bothered by the scene at the end of book 7, when the students are asked whether they want to fight the incoming Death Eater army. The Slytherin students are all like, “Uh. No?” And they’re treated like terrorists for it. In the movie, they’re even locked in the school dungeons while everyone cheers.
Did nobody stop to think and realize that if the Sytherin students had stood and fought, they would have been facing their own parents on a battlefield? Even if some of them weren’t really on board with the whole Death Eater thing, expecting them to fight was just cruel. They were children. The oldest of them were seventeen. Babies. And their own professors were asking them to shoot illegal killing spells at Mum and Dad.
Imagine you are a Slytherin and you are staying behind to defend your school and maybe restore some honor to your House. The other students are all giving you mistrustful glares. You know they’re waiting for you to start hitting them in the back with stunning spells. You consider doing it, too, because you’re already starting to regret the choice you made.
Then the battle begins, and you are up against a crowd of strangers who aren’t strangers at all. You recognize voices, muffled behind masks but still piercingly familiar. Your uncle. Your cousin. Your best friend’s big sister.
And then you see a tall man in expensive grey robes. A moment later you notice the small, curvy woman next to him, wand ready. They are guarding each others backs.
You recognize their shoes.

 

I firmly believe that the reason many Slytherins were easily convinced to join Voldemort was because they were treated like shit by the rest of the houses while they were growing up. Imagine spending seven of the most important years of your life being told that you were part of the bad house and therefore bad yourself. Everyone boos your quidditch team. All the houses will hang out with everyone except you. You grow up being hated by your fellow students and many of your teachers.

Now imagine someone comes along and tells you that you’re not worthless and bad. That you’re invited to join a family where you will right the wrongs committed against you. You have the opportunity to be wanted and powerful instead of a hated outcast. Several of your former classmates are telling you how great it is. How you’re welcomed and needed. These are the kids you grew up with. The classmates who went through all the same things you did. Being a Death Eater sounds pretty good now.

I’ve been waiting for a post like this.

I was always bothered by the scene at the end of book 7, when the students are asked whether they want to fight the incoming Death Eater army. The Slytherin students are all like, “Uh. No?” And they’re treated like terrorists for it. In the movie, they’re even locked in the school dungeons while everyone cheers.

Did nobody stop to think and realize that if the Sytherin students had stood and fought, they would have been facing their own parents on a battlefield? Even if some of them weren’t really on board with the whole Death Eater thing, expecting them to fight was just cruel. They were children. The oldest of them were seventeen. Babies. And their own professors were asking them to shoot illegal killing spells at Mum and Dad.

Imagine you are a Slytherin and you are staying behind to defend your school and maybe restore some honor to your House. The other students are all giving you mistrustful glares. You know they’re waiting for you to start hitting them in the back with stunning spells. You consider doing it, too, because you’re already starting to regret the choice you made.

Then the battle begins, and you are up against a crowd of strangers who aren’t strangers at all. You recognize voices, muffled behind masks but still piercingly familiar. Your uncle. Your cousin. Your best friend’s big sister.

And then you see a tall man in expensive grey robes. A moment later you notice the small, curvy woman next to him, wand ready. They are guarding each others backs.

You recognize their shoes.

Odin should have sent Frigga to stop Loki.
Frigga: Young man what do you think you're doing?
Loki: Go away, I am trying to take over the mortals.
Frigga: YOU LISTEN TO ME YOUNG MAN!
Loki: You're not my real mom!
Frigga: Oh really? And who changed your nappies? Who checked under your bed every night for bilgesnapes? Who let you cry on their shoulder for a week after you lost your stuffed puppy?
Loki: MooooOOOOooooooom. You are embarrassing me in front of my soon to be peasants.
Frigga: No, you are apologizing for the havoc you have caused and are coming home. And don't think I didn't hear what you said to that nice lady. Do I need to wash your mouth out with soap?
Loki: Fine! I'm sorry.
Frigga: We are going home right now. You, your father and your brother are going to bond on a questing trip to Alfheim.
Loki: Ugh.
Frigga: And you are getting a hair cut.

joshpeck:

a7xnerd:

unsmokable:

actually kinda hoping hipster blogs make a comeback 

Fuck you.
They deserve to be dead.
FANDOMS RULE ALL

please go outside

thecaptainofdavesol:

I left this dumb butt on my floor for two fucking minutes and this is what i come back to.

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writingfail:

i needed this

writingfail:

i needed this

amayaokami:

ifonlymarcosaidpolo:

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I FOUND HARU IN ATTACK ON TITAN GUYS

"…This isn’t the swim meet."

zillyhookah:

your otp is what you are subconsciously looking for in a relationship

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tiikeria:

#goodbye636 #hellostage5

tiikeria:

#goodbye636 #hellostage5

heyitspj:

*12 year old voice* i know who you like

swingsetindecember:

door:

Truths

hard truths

swingsetindecember:

door:

Truths

hard truths