“How Did We Not Run A Color Blindness Test For Everyone When Our Color Observation Is The ONE Thing

Slytherin/Hufflepuff writer

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let me tell you why

this scene was so important to me and, i bet, to a lot of mentally ill people

it’s because

isak valtersen, this small boy that threw the word “crazy” around when referring to his mentally ill mother, is now looking straight into his lover’s eyes and saying: no. you are wrong. this will work. 

it’s because isak refused to let Even push him away. we’ve all done this, i assure you. every mentally ill person. exactly because of why Even did it: we were afraid. scared to lose someone. scared to hurt them. and, unfortunately, sometimes, those people let us push them away. and we lose them. and it hurts, because then we think it’s our fault. we’re not enough to fight for. we’re not enough to stay for. we’re not enough.

but not isak. he stood his ground and with tears in his eyes he told Even they were going to take this minute by minute. he told him he wasn’t leaving him. he told a somber boy, during a depressive episode, exactly what a lot of us need to hear sometimes.

and Even looked into this boy’s eyes, who just a couple of months ago refused to even utter the word “gay” without the word “not” in the same sentence, and saw it. 

he saw that he was enough to fight for. enough to stay for. enough.

and that’s why this is so important.

because we can be loved. we are enough.

😂😂

#ToD

Do you know how weird it is, as a German speaking person, to read the abbreviation of Tower of Dawn (#ToD)?! Because Tod is the German word for death and this is basically how an average Tower of Dawn post sounds to me (*insert death for ToD) 😂 :

“…I’m so excited for *death*!…”

“…I want this and this to happen in *death* …”

“…Only (for example) 30 days left before the release of *death* …”

“…I don’t like the cover of *death*…”

“… I hope we meet the spider silk merchant again in *death* …”

…

Waking up on a fall morning

Damn !!! That last gif !!!!

“Shh, shh, shh….Shush. It’s story time.”

I love how my Tumblr’s this one big mess of ships, fandoms and cats and dogs but I do sometimes worry for my followers. They follow me because I post 10000 things about a single fandom then I suddenly jump ship and post another 10000 things about another and then I’ll be stuck in the vicious cycle until I have annoyed enough people. But then, I stopped worrying because maybe all of us are just like that.

My favourite thing about the Sana x Yousef romance storyline right now is how innocent yet intimate it is. I mean their entire ship is literally based on a one-sided text message, two short irl conversations, and a bunch of stolen glances and smiles. And that’s just it. It feels so familiar. (Whether or not they’re endgame), what they are right now is just so important as it is. Sana changes the song on the radio because it feels too inappropriate, Yousef wants to show Sana how to peel the freaking carrots but is reluctant to actually touch her (even though he could have easily done that whole guy-holds-girl’s-hands-to-guide-her), there’s no pressure to immediately start making out with the other person or attempt at anything beyond these sweet stolen conversations about kids and carrots. The most intimate they get is when Yousef passes the knife and carrot to Sana and it sounds lame ik, but it’s also so wholesome to me, it’s real and it’s human and it’s so so beautiful.

I’m rereading Prisoner of Azkaban and the trio visit Hagrid after Buckbeak injured Malfoy. After Hagrid calms down, he finally notices that Harry is indeed there, when he’s not supposed to be out after dark because of the threat of Sirius looming and he says this:

“C’mon!” Hagrid said angrily. “I’m takin’ yer all back up ter school, an’ don’ let me catch yeh walkin’ down ter see me after dark again. I’m not worth that!”

That last sentence really got to me, because here you have Hagrid, such a kind, gentle, loving soul, willing to give anything and anyone a chance, inherently assuming that all animals (ferocious or not) are worthy of love and nurture, and he says he’s not worth the effort and the risk. Not even when he’s going through a difficult time and could use support and comfort. And I just want to hug him so badly, because damn, he’s worth SO much.  

“ Harry. You, wonderful,boy.You,brave,brave,man.” Happy birthday Harry!